<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:54:17.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm always bored</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-115045291776495308</id><published>2006-06-16T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T18:15:17.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. wow. what the fuck. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted in such a long long tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimeeeee. Hahaha. Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are in, so yeah. A wee bit busy again. The teachers are okay, good really. Some of them are a little queer but really, who isn't? But I have to admit, there's a lot to be desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I don't feel like writing or blogging. Haven't felt like it lately.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, By theway, I'm changing the whole layout. We're all a little tired of it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/iannnnnn.&gt; hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-115045291776495308?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/115045291776495308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=115045291776495308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/115045291776495308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/115045291776495308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-114666284965814591</id><published>2006-05-03T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:27:29.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>note: ive taken out the apostrophies since there seems to be a problem with them. "'" look. thanks for understanding.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm. It's been hot here in the beloved Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hot air has been blowing, bringing discomfort and making one wish for the cool waters of the pool or even just the shower. Its been making people rush to resorts for refuge, or wear clothes such that the winds caress would kiss their bared skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Inspiration ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEP has been fun. Blah. Lost my dinner. I don't feel well. I don't feel like writing either. Been busy lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-114666284965814591?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/114666284965814591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=114666284965814591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114666284965814591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114666284965814591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/05/note-ive-taken-out-apostrophies-since.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-114623433516157258</id><published>2006-04-28T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:25:35.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well. Back from a blogging break. I don’t really have that much dedication to it. Haha. Yeah. Anyway summer has been great. Really. Been going it for a while, so gotta take a break. Imma be on the computer for probably the next week. Or not. Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer’s getting boring. Well, not the fatal kinda way. I still find things to do like use the computer, write stories, paint, use the computer, try to get thinner, watch tv, play with the r/c Bigfoot, use the computer, go out, call, sleep and uh… use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer really isn’t going to be that boring. Next week SEP’s coming up. You guys know SEP? It stands for Summer Enrichment Program. It’s a summer program for a lot of different things, from music, to academics to sports like Frisbee. I joined Power memory and Geometry this summer. Interesting people I’ll meet. Maybe I should have gone for something more interesting though. Should’ve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Everyone’s invited. Learn something new, meet someone new or something. Join the fight against summer boredom! Hahaha, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time slots are from 1-3pm [mine’s power memory sec. A] and 3-5pm [Geometry sec. B]. Mhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great summer.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ There are times when Goliath wins, kicking David’s ass. It’s just that such stories aren’t worth telling. *sigh. LOL.:))*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-114623433516157258?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/114623433516157258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=114623433516157258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114623433516157258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114623433516157258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/04/well.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-114455154495193027</id><published>2006-04-09T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T10:59:04.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’m blogging again though there isn’t really much to blog about. Well, there is. I just can’t write it down though. IM me. I’ll tell you AAAAALLLLLL about it. Hint? &lt;em&gt;Ayoko nga&lt;/em&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;            I went ‘shopping’ yesterday. I bought clothes. I bought a shirt here and a shirt there at 77th street or something. I even got this cool turtleneck sweater. Strange enough, most of the stuff I bought was dark blue. I just bought stuff, then went home. I didn’t even get to watch a movie.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Anyway, at least I had stuff to do. Hahaha, shallow post.\:D/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I’m getting a new YM id soon.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My apologies to Kai. &lt;em&gt;Nakatulog ako&lt;/em&gt;.:D&lt;br /&gt;And to Kevin. &lt;em&gt;Late na ako dumating&lt;/em&gt;.:))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-114455154495193027?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/114455154495193027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=114455154495193027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114455154495193027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114455154495193027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-blogging-again-though-there-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-114294775954898159</id><published>2006-03-21T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:29:19.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm actually not bored. I say I am but I'm not. I don't know the reason why.XD I'm just not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at it. You're bored when you're not interested in anything at the moment or something like that. What you are interested in usually embodies what you are, since usually they are usually your topics in conversation and what people want to know about you. HENCE [haha, big word!] you are as boring as you are bored.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really bored. I am hardly bored. So the address of this blog is an irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging now not because I am bored, but because I am confused at the moment, though a better alternative than 'confused' would be more helpful. My secret to keep.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.. I've made a Deviant art account! Yay for me. Haha. † -Coming Soon. I'll be putting up my conceptual photos there, or not. Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I haven't really been blogging much. I was busy. I'm  making my own cabinet. Hahaha.. yeah, of course with some help from our boy, but still.:P I'm going to do accomplish a lot this summer. Wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sigh. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-114294775954898159?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/114294775954898159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=114294775954898159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114294775954898159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114294775954898159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/03/summer.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-114198349141976989</id><published>2006-03-10T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T17:38:11.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If boredom killed, I'm already dead. Haha, yeah. I've been a bit bored ever since our school finished last wednesday. Hmm.. what to do, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, so I'm writing. Maybe stories, maybe stuff. Doesn't matter. I'm doing SOMETHING productive.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried about my Math grades. I'm not that good in Math, though I'm in the all.. '[s]honors' math thing. I'm not good at it but I'm not stupid. I'm just not sure how my exam will turn out though. Thanks to the people who prayed for me.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing voluntary chores this summer. I'm going to work out like hell. Well, not really like hell. Just thin up this summer. I also might go somewhere, but until it's sure, I won't mention where. So, it starts now. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to write something. Well, 3 somethings.:)) I'll let you &lt;em&gt;hear &lt;/em&gt;them if ever i finish.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strings beckon. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-114198349141976989?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/114198349141976989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=114198349141976989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114198349141976989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114198349141976989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-boredom-killed-im-already-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-114153673786867606</id><published>2006-03-05T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T13:32:17.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am SO busy. EXAMS are tommorrow. I'm not really panicking but I'm not really relaxed either. Sorry I haven't been posting much. Been a bit stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has happened. Just a few things here and there. Just a coup, just a stampede, and just a landslide. Usual Philippine stuff. Haha, JOKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just it. PRAY for me in the next 3 days. To the people at the tagboard, HI.:D I'll reply to you guys on Wed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-114153673786867606?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/114153673786867606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=114153673786867606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114153673786867606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114153673786867606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-so-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-114035290352812760</id><published>2006-02-19T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T13:29:02.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So. I haven't posted in a while.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my birthday, and so was my birthday blowout, along with Gab. We held it at eastwood. For me, the birthday feeling or whatever started the day before. Right after classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first had the Awit Nasyonalismo in which we worked hard for. [2-5 pm] I was in the video we made. It was cool.XD Chalklit ROCKED the place. Unfortunately, the judges, were biased. The first was a fat teacher who played piano well, so, meaning he would favor those bands who had people playing piano. We didn't. The second one was Mrs. Cayabyab. She was probably UBER old fashioned since she looked a bit old. Probably just entered her pre-menopausal stage. The last was our SUPER buffed priest. Imagine, his biceps are like as big as my thighs. I'm betting he's a pedophile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I'm such a sore loser.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the A.N., came Bodabil. It was greeeaaaat. Especially JOEL in the palace. LOL. I loved everything. The teachers were great. They even got the song "Pump it" by the Black Eyed Peas stuck in our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I and Clarence went to Kev's place. He kept on trying to scare us about Pedro and Sisa. Scary really. Ask me about it.:P In the morning at around 6, we went straight to skies for DoTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then arrived at Eastwood at about 3. We met up at Powerstation where I thought I saw Akiko but I wasn't sure. &lt;em&gt;Siya pala talaga yun.&lt;/em&gt; The same thing to Mark, Ron and UBO UBO.. Hahaha.XD Anyway, I also saw some people but I had to go with my friends/classmates. We were supposed to watch a movie but we went bowling instead wherein was my FIRST time. I was pretty OK.XD We also went billiard~ing. Gab and I payed the 4472 Php bill. In half plus a few donations on the extra expenses. LOL. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to powerstation. We NEARLY finished the House of the DEAD 4 but as usual, the credits don't work if you die at the last part so we didn't. Must be a glitch. Argh.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to skies, played a game of DoTA then I went back to Kev's place at around 9 pm. I was fetched at 11 so I kept myself busy. Kwentuhan then chat.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day. I felt a bit bad because I'm a bit broke, about 500 php left.. and other reasons I won't care to reveal.:D Anyway, Happy birthday to me.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts, as usual.:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-114035290352812760?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/114035290352812760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=114035290352812760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114035290352812760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/114035290352812760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/02/so_19.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113983235087820849</id><published>2006-02-13T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:20:40.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a good one. Sorry for the crappy greeting, I'm not really in the mood to make a graphic thingy or even make it extra fancy. Deal with it.:P Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blogging much since I haven't thought of anything worth blogging for.:) I will soon though. Oh, wait, i just did.:)) By the way, I'm going to treat some friends out in Eastwood on Saturday. Anyone want to come? &lt;em&gt;Konti lang ah&lt;/em&gt;.:P People are welcome. Tell me if you want to come. There'll be two of us treating people out anyway. Gab's birthday is on the 19th, mine is on the 18th. So far no one has greeted me.XD &lt;em&gt;Nagpaparinig lang. &lt;/em&gt;:P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. Haha, My birthday would have been perfect really. Would have been if it wasn't for the gift I was asking for. God really isn't much for giving us what we want right? Only what we need. Well, I really think I need this one, badly.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is just GREAT. I'm laughing, since life just revealed it's greatest joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113983235087820849?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113983235087820849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113983235087820849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113983235087820849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113983235087820849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/02/so.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113964652309775704</id><published>2006-02-11T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T20:18:14.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="200" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You Are Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/death.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You symbolize the end, which can be frightening.&lt;br /&gt;But you also symbolize the immortality of the soul.&lt;br /&gt;You represent transformation, rebirth of a new life.&lt;br /&gt;Sweeping away the past is part of this card, as painful as it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, this card does not predict death itself.&lt;br /&gt;Instead it foreshadows the ending of an era of your life, one that is hard to let go of.&lt;br /&gt;But with the future great new things will come, and it's time to embrace them.&lt;br /&gt;Mourn for a while, but then face the future with humility and courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Interesting really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113964652309775704?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113964652309775704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113964652309775704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113964652309775704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113964652309775704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-great.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113915036577761028</id><published>2006-02-05T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:39:25.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm downing a full plate of pasta. Well, a platelet. I don't really see why the f*ck I'm not in the mood to eat much anymore. That's supposed to be good right? Less calories, the thinner I'll get. I'm not getting enough sleep either, which means I'll get a lot more thinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick. Sick and tired of this fucking reality, so there is this small possibility I'd change for the better, or maybe commit suicide or something along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard what happened at the stampede? 74 people died. Oh well, more moving space for us. Sorry, I'm not sure how to react to this one. The media brings us tradgedies faster than we can pity. The result? We become numb and wake up the next day not remembering what happened. We consider it an everyday occurence so somehow we don't care anymore. It becomes a routine. We get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how the heck I'm to deal with things. I'm starting to see in black and white again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one thing is sure though. I'll do &lt;em&gt;something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said things are looking up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113915036577761028?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113915036577761028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113915036577761028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113915036577761028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113915036577761028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-downing-full-plate-of-pasta.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113912593612862448</id><published>2006-02-04T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T15:52:16.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn, I didn’t get to go to the AC fair. I didn’t have any transportation. Haha! So sorry I didn’t go. I really wanted to see some people.:P Still, things are starting to look up. I’m actually saying some optimistic things. I sorta laughed when Jobim and Nic said: “It seems that everything IS changing. I actually heard Ian say something optimistic.” It was a joke, nothing to be taken seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I’m not really a pessimist... am I? I don’t think so. I think I’m more of a realist with a bit of a cynical touch. I say things as I see them. I think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Anyway, enough with the crap, I’m getting bored. The soiree’s going to start at around 5 pm later and I’ve got nothing to do ‘till then. Maybe I’ll tweak my guitar’s strings, and play a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Perfect, great, just peachy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113912593612862448?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113912593612862448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113912593612862448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113912593612862448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113912593612862448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/02/damn-i-didnt-get-to-go-to-ac-fair.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113852693478921884</id><published>2006-01-29T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T17:28:54.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ian here. Sprinkling some love.=)) crap. Hahaha. Ira, that DID sound so gay.:)) I'm actually posting. due to popular demand. Just messin' with ya.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is gonna be a wee bit negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Been feelin' a bit low the past few days. 3 strikes was all it took. I even gave my FREE Guest Pass that can get you into ANY event for free away. I was supposed to use it but I left uber early from the fair. More or less I feel different. Strange really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess it was some sort of horcrux. &lt;strong&gt;It &lt;/strong&gt;being something I care not to reveal.:P A horcrux is something that when taken away, a part of one's soul dies. [or something like that.] I feel dead, numb.  It triggered change. Hopefully it's for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I'm not sure if I care anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113852693478921884?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113852693478921884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113852693478921884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113852693478921884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113852693478921884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/01/ian-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113784069109103852</id><published>2006-01-21T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T19:08:45.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bananarama ROCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you recieved this invitation and you didn't go you missed a lot. Even if you didn't recieve it and you didn't get to go you STILL missed a lot.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bananarama January 20, 2006! 8 pm onwards. Valle Verde 1 Clubhouse. Entrance is 150. Awesome. It's just monkey business.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 'drinks', a lot of people, there was music and stuff. It was great.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I slept at Chi's place with a few other classmates.[Gio, Crespo, Kevin and Gian.] The only thing that sucked about it was that it was so friggin' cold.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I want to see the TAXI STUNT again.=))]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to other events like this. &lt;em&gt;Aliw eh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113784069109103852?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113784069109103852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113784069109103852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113784069109103852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113784069109103852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/01/bananarama-rocked.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113627289523760785</id><published>2006-01-03T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T15:21:35.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Classes are tommorrow. FUN. -  O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113627289523760785?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113627289523760785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113627289523760785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113627289523760785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113627289523760785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/01/classes-are-tommorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113627399893196578</id><published>2006-01-02T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T15:39:58.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a dream so vivid and so clear that I was breathing hard and adrenaline was coursing through my body in an intense rush of emotion when I woke up. I am afraid it is a premonition of some sort, or, the more logical choice that it was, merely, a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts with me, alone, in a room much like my own, looking for something. I went past runed books, pendants, knives, swords, maces, morning stars, vials of chemicals I cannot name and much more until I found what I had been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed, i clearly remember an ornately carved silver cross merely 4 inches at its longer shaft and 2 at the shorter. It had a chain which allowed me to put it around my neck as a sort of pendant. I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I felt like I was in one of those movies. The Indiana Jones~ish type. Only this was real, and I could actually die. Well, at least, unlike Jones, I wasn't afraid of snakes. I like them, and it made me feel all the more dangerous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell anymore about this dream. It haunts me. LoL. Well, at least I died trying to save.. eherm. That's about it. 3 hours of sleep damn it. In the dream I saw faces. I hope I see them, especially one of them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113627399893196578?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113627399893196578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113627399893196578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113627399893196578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113627399893196578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-had-dream-so-vivid-and-so-clear-that_02.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113601517256718877</id><published>2005-12-31T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T15:51:37.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Happy" &lt;/strong&gt;NEWYEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The new year brings a certain feeling of newness to the surroundings does it not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Like the refresh button on your browser it cleans the writing pad anew bringing with it new people to meet, things to experience, differences and choices to make, and new goals to set. Though aside from this it also brings with it disasters, friends to lose, wrong choices we're going to make and even expectations to fail. Everything has a balance because if there wasn't anything 'bad' we wouldn't know what was 'good.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Having said that I would like to greet, once again, everyone a happy new year. YOU have a good one. Have a good one, if not for other people then for yourselves. Enjoy it because not everyone is enjoying they're new year. Enjoy while you can.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113601517256718877?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113601517256718877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113601517256718877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113601517256718877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113601517256718877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-newyear-new-year-brings-certain.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113587033729059139</id><published>2005-12-29T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T23:32:17.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Funny how life is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to write. Type per se. I'm having writer's block as I do everytime I sit here. My old friends ballpen and notebook are what I'm used to. So, when I literally write, that's when I really &lt;em&gt;WRITE&lt;/em&gt;. So, I've written stuff and &lt;em&gt;hell no&lt;/em&gt; I wont post it.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just a little Fact. Did you know what Napoleon gave to Josephine? A golden locket, with a one word encryption on it. &lt;em&gt;"Destiny."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my Destiny? I'm thinking about it. There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplation and acceptance of one's fate of not being able to ever be, as desired, participate and be important [in it's ever swaying definition] in another's life isn't easy. When I said I didn't give a damn, who was I convincing? The people around me or myself? I don't know the answer to this one. The ability to perfect others is perfected with a lot of practice on myself. I do that, at least false hope is better than being hopeless right? Still I'm getting quite near that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be a happy ending for me? I don't know the answer to this one either, but I'm not expecting it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Having said that. I'm out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113587033729059139?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113587033729059139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113587033729059139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113587033729059139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113587033729059139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/funny-how-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113577715769185469</id><published>2005-12-28T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T10:28:38.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ian here. Bleh, should get rid of that stupid opening everytime I start a post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, new BG music. It's by Creed.:P The title is "One last breath." It's about dying actually. A deep song, it never fails to make me keep on listening to it. I got a bit bored of "Gitara" by Parokya ni Edgar but don't worry. It'll come back. The mood I have is still here but I'm hoping it would go away.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stop being nocturnal. What I mean is to stop chatting and doing stuff until about 4 am. There were even times when I didn't sleep at all. Stupid really. Just a lot of things on my mind. I usually drift off to sleep about 1-2 hours after I lie down. Maybe I need to drink warm milk before going to bed, LoL. Riiiiiiiight.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like a bent coin trying to lay myself down on a flat surface. &lt;/strong&gt;I need something Concrete. Damn. I miss her but I can't say anything. Haha! I don't worry 'cause I know she doesn't give a rat's ass. That's about the whole thing. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't anything much to say at this point. Only that I'll work doubly hard on everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ADVANCED HAPPY NEWYEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me waste your time. :) Takecare ight?!:P&lt;br /&gt;Ian here, signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-over and out-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113577715769185469?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113577715769185469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113577715769185469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113577715769185469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113577715769185469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/ian-here_28.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113561967559373906</id><published>2005-12-27T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T15:49:30.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ian here.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I DO need sleep. so.. I'm actually going to sleep later. LATER. Haha!:D Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just chatted with Ian. No, not with myself. That would be so sad.. It was with my friend in Canada, who went to Toronto for the holidays. Damn, He grew to a whopping 5"9'. He's taller than me now. I guess I shouldn't use weights and stuff so much. I'm still a growing boy.. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go. I feel lazy and there isn't much to post. For christmas I got some shirts, some random stuff, the promise of an i-pod, a conversation (dont ask.:p) and a faster computer. Not much but enough to live by. Hope your Christmases were happier than mine.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SAYING HI TO ALL MY FELLOW NOCTURNAL PEOPLE OUT THERE.&lt;/strong&gt; Hehe.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who made me testims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, like the background music? I'll change it when it matches my mood. Right now this is just right.. &lt;strong&gt;*'''sigh..~*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Funny how much one person could mean right? Really funny. Haha. &lt;strong&gt;ha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll hold out until about 4 or 5. A lot is on my mind. 90% of which is, well, something. AND I have to write something. Haha.. life is full of somethings.:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113561967559373906?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113561967559373906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113561967559373906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113561967559373906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113561967559373906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/ian-here_27.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113549459226477004</id><published>2005-12-25T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T01:18:46.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A new layout, fit for the coming new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope you guys like it. I know my posts were a bit hurried and somewhat crappy the past few days. Sorry about that. Ill make it better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian here. I havent slept last night. I chatted and wrote stuff. I was up all night on the computer, outside stargazing, or playing with my dogs, who were a bit shaken by the constant noise the fire crackers were making.:p It was a cold night and it was generally calm. The sound of crackers were heard only about every hour. Its not yet the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still as the confines of my heart. It matched my mood. It was cold and dark in our front yard. [Well, except for the small solar-paneled light things.] That was last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, Im once again in front of the keyboard typing away. Ive just braved the thrill of the ice-cold water not bothering the househelp to heat the water. I just ate lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite me. I just feel hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! BTW sorry to &lt;strong&gt;Tetel&lt;/strong&gt; this morning because of my stat. I had no idea. Im really sorry.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its Christmas and I am NOT feeling the Christmas Spirit. I am at a loss. Anyway, I dont have to affect other people with my woes so Ill just go through the day smiling. Another holiday hypocrisy. Damn. ~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again. &lt;strong&gt;Ian&lt;/strong&gt; here. Signing off.&lt;br /&gt;Takecare of yourself ight. Thanks for reading.:D Whoever you are, wherever you are. Leave a message at the tagboard ight? No matter how short.^ ^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113549459226477004?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113549459226477004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113549459226477004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113549459226477004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113549459226477004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-layout-fit-for-coming-new-year_25.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113540778845950116</id><published>2005-12-25T06:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T15:09:31.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS. It's the 24th.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/foaflets-xmas.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, Ian here.. Id like to greet you all with a white Christmas, though there isn't a freakin chance that we'd have snow here in the tropics.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks FOR EVERYONE who greeted me a Merry Christmas. :P&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;KAI &lt;/strong&gt;who mentioned me in her blog.:P&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks to my BES, &lt;strong&gt;Anne &lt;/strong&gt;for just being there. Ok na yun. Kahit di ka pumunta sa tiendesitas.. haha! joke. XD&lt;br /&gt;*AND Thanks to the world and of course to God for putting up with my pessimism, my being a cynic, and letting me live another day. Though this implies that I am, happy, Im not. But dont let that affect your day. ^ ^ It's Christmas and I dont feel like celebrating because of reasons I do not wish to reveal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. THANKS, to YOU, for letting me waste your time.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN excerpt. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yesterday I wanted a new life. No, I'm not talking about reinventing my self or anything of the sort. I'm talking about living the life of someone else. And thanks to one person, I kinda got the chance to do so. We exchanged YM's, he used mine &amp;amp; I used his. But certainly, talking to strangers (who thought I was someone else) was fun. I got a taste of his life. Well I just wanna say Thank You Dearie Ian!!! I truly appreciate it! Thankx Thankx!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if anyone we chatted with noticed... XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. END of post.:) Takecare aryt?:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113540778845950116?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113540778845950116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113540778845950116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113540778845950116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113540778845950116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113532229631183738</id><published>2005-12-24T07:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T15:18:16.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ian here.&lt;br /&gt;Life officially sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank the world and its influences for denying me of what I sought. Haha, poet-ish. Maybe it would have been better if I HAD a Tumor, not some stupid vascular Migraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it aint me.=)) People can't relate to this one. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holiday greetings.:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113532229631183738?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113532229631183738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113532229631183738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113532229631183738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113532229631183738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/ian-here_23.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113545502319723049</id><published>2005-12-24T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T14:18:33.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG? I am awake at this hour. Yup. Still OL.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been thinking, pondering.. working out. &lt;em&gt;nyek.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been thinking about a lot of things that I cannot get off my mind. really. Id rather not sleep. Do you know how it feels to wake up every morning feeling hopeless? Do you know how it feels to be torn apart by the constant whirlwind of emotions surging in your breast threatening to rip out your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULLSHIT. I sound like an Edgar Allan Poe Wannabe.XD Thanks for reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY XMAS!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Holiday cheers. Look at my previous post for MORE hypocritical holiday stuff.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian here:&lt;br /&gt;and I wont sleep.:( :P haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113545502319723049?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113545502319723049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113545502319723049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113545502319723049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113545502319723049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/omg-i-am-awake-at-this-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113455869270965283</id><published>2005-12-15T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T19:11:32.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ian here once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a tumor. No cancer, No nothing. I just have this brain matter thing for a migraine. Too bad. I was sorta looking forward to having brain cancer. Hahaha.. Like I said. Funny right. When you look at it, at least when I waste away I would have a time to say goodbye. Not everyone gets that chance. Hmmmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to laugh something out. Im trying to not remember rather than forget. Haha. &lt;em&gt;Labo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway im a procrastinator changing, for the better. EVERYTHING is changing. Watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para sayo.. Akoy magbabago.. kahit mahirap. kakayanin ko. &lt;/em&gt;Basta. Para sayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan. Basta.:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113455869270965283?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113455869270965283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113455869270965283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113455869270965283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113455869270965283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/funny.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113422972519314195</id><published>2005-12-11T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T23:53:53.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ian here.:)&lt;br /&gt;So. The MRI was a success. Ill get the results in a few days. Whatever.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRI stands for Resonance Imaging. Like the CT scan it takes images. Unlike the CT scan it is larger and takes pictures not only of the head but of the whole body if necessary. It also uses low frequency sounds instead of high frequency sounds so there is a noise when it takes pictures. It also takes more pictures than a CT scanner. The CT scanner takes about 3. A MRI takes about 21-500. (Sabi ng guy.:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt allowed to eat 4 hours before the MRI. I took the MRI at around 9:00. I didn't eat breakfast. Haha! I don't care. Who eats breakfast? wait. Who EATS? Just joking.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awkward like the CT scan except that they had to put my whole body in the Magnetic tube thingy. It was nothing new. The feel of cold metal at my back, the prick of the needle on the back of my hand.. The only sitch was that I had to lie still for about 50 minutes or one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that the doctor looked like Ricky Reyes.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lessen the noise they gave me headphones to listen to music. Damn them. They only had 3 songs. I was traumatized for life.. Haha! Kitchie Nadal for 50 minutes. NON STOP.:)) In the dark. IN that small space. Its over anyway so Id rather not dwell on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im chatting with a few people so I gtg. I also have to study in advance.:D&lt;br /&gt;Problems in LOVE? RELATIONSHIPS? Call KAi! at #... Just joking.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peaceout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113422972519314195?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113422972519314195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113422972519314195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113422972519314195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113422972519314195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/ian-here_10.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113413583874618249</id><published>2005-12-10T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T21:43:58.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn, haha hey. Ian here.&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind the son of a bitch on my shoutbox. I'd tell him to get a life but it would be below me to do that.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. More important matters at hand.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a CT scan. Yeah. It's because of all the headaches that I keep on having. Probably a tension headache. Probably not. The CT scan was a bit awkward but it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They found a dark spot. It could indicate a start of a migraine root or worse. A tumor. It's not sure. ANYONE could have one. Haha. If do have one it would explain a lot.:D Anyway Tommorrow I would have a MRI. OMG. They're going to put me in a magnetic tube.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're going to see what I really have in a my head. Weee. Looking forward to it. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Ill post tommorrow to report.:D Wahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113413583874618249?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113413583874618249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113413583874618249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113413583874618249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113413583874618249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/damn-haha-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113362208543565180</id><published>2005-12-04T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T23:01:25.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ian here. So. What to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Saturday to Monday I was in Subic. I did stuff like go-karting, swimming and others. Whatever. I don’t really feel like posting right now. Im in a melancholy state which I hope will wear off soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Im not EMO. Im just pissed at the moment. Thanks to the people who cheered me up.:P&lt;br /&gt;Ight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113362208543565180?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113362208543565180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113362208543565180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113362208543565180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113362208543565180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/12/ian-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113338571038693494</id><published>2005-11-30T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:16:20.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Ian here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 5 in the morning and I don't think Ive slept. Im confused. Pondering something.. &lt;em&gt;Asa pa ba?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go to school.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceout ight?:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113338571038693494?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113338571038693494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113338571038693494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113338571038693494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113338571038693494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113249289171226687</id><published>2005-11-21T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T21:21:31.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ian here… After a long time I finally got to post, this time with a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got a new electric guitar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ibanez pa ha?:p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! I’m happy. Very. I didn’t expect it… My dad just came home from wherever in the world he works and he asked me what I wanted. He said it could be a cell phone, I said “No...” I asked for an electric guitar. He said “Okay…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was worth about 15k. AND my dad said he was going to buy me a new cell phone soon. &lt;em&gt;Kahit&lt;/em&gt; 6600 I’d be happy already. It doesn’t have to be as expensive as KARL’s.=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Hahahahaha. I’m going to do my BEST in the upcoming exams.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got something to smile about.&lt;br /&gt;Now the world is a much brighter place since… well… eherm, aside from the electric guitar thing. Thanks Mom, Thanks Dad. It gave me at least some inspiration. It was a glimmer of light from my usual chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I didn’t acknowledge those I should have, no time!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder, don't go to sleep in the movies while watching HARRY POTTER and owing me a box of POPCORN because things happen.:)) Joke. Ingat.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cynical-sardonic-pessimist turned temporary optimist now signing off.:p&lt;br /&gt;PEACEOUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113249289171226687?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113249289171226687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113249289171226687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113249289171226687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113249289171226687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/11/ian-here-after-long-time-i-finally-got.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113125222178187866</id><published>2005-11-07T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T12:43:41.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey… Ian here.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just going to post because SOMEONE wanted me to. Haha! Joke.:p I was really going to post today but she beat me to it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahryt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SEMBREAK WAS BORING. Hey, it’s better than school right? I disagree. I didn’t even get to go to Eastwood, or to Rockwell/Power plant Mall with friends! I did almost nothing interesting this sembreak. No gimmick, no anything. NOTHING ( except for uh.. you know.. the thing.=)) ). This sembreak? I just went to the cemetery for 2 days, went to Ateneo for an unsuccessful project attempt, and stayed home doing projects and even studying for math… That was how bored I was. I mean, studying Math of all subjects, voluntarily?! Haha! It’s so unlike me. &lt;strong&gt;The world’s greatest procrastinator.&lt;/strong&gt; I’m exaggerating ayt?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still much projects to do, but I’m confident that I can do it this day. This last day of sembreak. Awww.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Plays “Here without you” by 3 doors down*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know… Haha! I’m still bored, but, who isn’t right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember about 2 weeks ago when the guidance people told me that I needed inspiration. AGAIN. Inside, I was like, “What the hell?!”, but on the outside I just kept on nodding. I was so plastic. (Then again, with all my laughter and bravado I’m always plastic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think I need inspiration or that I can be inspired. My train of thought is already so negative that it will simply taint any ‘positive’ train of thought. My negative train will push the positive one off its tracks anyway. (Welcome to the dark side. Lol.) When I look at the one whom I admire, she doesn’t remind me of the possibilities but she reminds me of what I cannot have. Damn. Life is such a bitch.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still struggling with my little inner war. Haha! The outcome still isn’t sure. (Stay tuned!:p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about it I guess. I’m still pondering about reality and my life as it is. So far the statistics I’ve looked at haven’t been showing good results, but what to expect? This is my life, it’s supposed to be sad, twisted and filled with all sorts of deception. I’ve gotten better with a lot of practice on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if this entry is depressing or whatever. Writing is more or less influenced by strong emotions and subconscious thought. My strongest emotions today are depression and contempt for the world, though not necessarily ALL the people in it. I still feel a spark of joy though, a small speck of unbridled happiness that I desire. Haha! It might be doused by a torrent of cold water from my ever-growing river of indifference and cold rage. BUT I’m still a person whose opinions are always changing, so all this can change in a single instant. Want to help change it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s enough ranting for one day.:)) Thanks for letting me waste your time!:D If you felt ANYTHING, even resentment for this post leave a message at the tagboard, I’d be happy to hear ANY comments from you.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceout!:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diogo: You try to live without passion. That’s wrong.&lt;br /&gt;            -Right on!:)) And I’ll continue to do it nevertheless.:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113125222178187866?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113125222178187866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113125222178187866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113125222178187866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113125222178187866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-ian-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113073019662796758</id><published>2005-11-01T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T11:43:16.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEW BG PIC. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLLOWEEN EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceout!:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113073019662796758?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113073019662796758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113073019662796758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113073019662796758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113073019662796758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-bg-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-113066086307037707</id><published>2005-10-30T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:27:43.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Hey. Ian here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. Lolly was obviously reminding me about that. Haha! Its finally sembreak! FINALLY. Damn. I felt as if it was Hell week the LAST week before sembreak… I had a hard time with my studies but things are starting to look up. Hopefully Math will be the first one I redeem myself in. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CHANGED THE LAYOUT AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;HEY. Like the new layout? I made it myself. The tables are similar to those in blogskins but it is original nonetheless. Similar, yet, there is a difference. The picture I give credit to deviant art. That’s about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, October 22, 2005:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Gab’s house because we were supposed to do a project in Music (original music composition), AP (stuff about Vietnam), and Math (POW). We finished most of them and we played games on Gab’s Ps2 and songs on his electric and acoustic guitar (Hey, we also brought our own guitars.:p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a soiree when Gab, Kenneth and I were supposed to go to Eastwood to the buffet thing, but Miggy wasn’t going so what the hell. We went to the Soiree. Too bad Nic didn’t feel like going. It was alright, the twins (the hostesses) were hospitable and nice. (Wag lalaki ang ulo!:p) The games were fun but somewhat uninspired. (Sorry, I’m just being frank..) After the whole thing, people were in groups, playing poker, singing songs w/ guitar accompaniment and even arm wrestling matches.:p I was with the latter. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked to be dropped by Gab’s parents (in their 197something Volks Beetle!:D) by Mcdonalds. I was picked  from there a few minutes later. I bought a Fish Fillet Sandwich for the way home.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, October 27, 2005:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus(On the way there.), we were watching Eat-Bulaga when Joey de Leon, Jio’s dad, the host, greet us saying that the section of 2B was on the bus. He wished us goodluck on whatever event we were having. (Hahahaha! Sikat na kami! Joke.:p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interaction was alright (AGAIN.:D) I met very interesting people… We had the Human Bingo where some of the girls lost their chance in winning because some of us boys forgot our codenames. (Hey! Not me!:p) I paired up with Alexa who was quite the person. Haha! She had studied in the states since she was 9 and was a new student in AC last year, same as I was. She takes boxing! (Did I hear a gasp?:)) )  She’d been having ‘training’ for 2 months. Rock On!:D Thanks for the Baby Ruth btw.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-squared played first with their usual style of acoustic songs, like “Your Song”. Next came Euthanasia with songs like “You’ve got the music in you” (Is it the right title?) and others. The spotlight was, however, OBVIOUSLY on Chalklit. Damn. They Played “Hallelujah” by Bamboo and IT ROCKED. They copied every drumbeat and note, even the vocals were VERY close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Sharing.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my classmates asked for YM id’s from our partners and swapped it for others. (This time ME included.:p) It was Ayt. We enjoyed it so much that we’re already planning a Soiree with them, better if after the exams. Looking forward to it.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, October 29, 2005:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sophomore’s Night was on this night. It was renamed Ce soir to give a bit of color to the title.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with Anne, my best-friend. It was fun, it was alright. We even visited Erika and her band mates at the abs-cbn room. They were good. Rock On ‘STEP UP!’ Haha! ‘Chalklit’ now called ‘Prince of Cartesia’ also played. ‘Euthanasia’ did too. So did Cessa’s band.:) They also rocked.:p All of the bands did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a lot of people there, some were form AC, some people I’ve met from Miriam, and I even saw Apa (He’s called Raph/Raphael nowadays.:p) wearing a leather jacket with his date. Angas mo tingnan pare! Dao came with his cousins, King with Regine, and others. Argh, si Alexa di pumunta!:)) Musta boxing?:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t stick around to watch Kjwan, too bad, but it was getting late.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present, Sunday, October 30, 2005:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. It’s 3 in the morning and I’m still awake. Funny.:p A lot of people went Online at this hour. I chatted a whole lot… I’m chatting even now. (YM) I’m getting a bit sleepy, but it aint’ enough. I’m eating a Pop Tart, chatting, typing this and watching TV (on my computer) at about the same time…:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I have to call someone who left me 27 miss calls. I mean, who does that?:)) Haha! Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Lolly/Stefhamae I’VE POSTED! HAPPY NOW?:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go. I really need to call.:)Peaceout. &lt;strong&gt;\m/ (“,) .V.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-113066086307037707?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/113066086307037707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=113066086307037707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113066086307037707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/113066086307037707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey_30.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-112990433200871110</id><published>2005-10-21T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T22:22:28.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Ian here… and I feel like a loner. &lt;em&gt;Labo. Masama lang pakiramdam ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the layout? Most of my friends do. Haha! There is only the problem that some people don’t notice the notice at the beginning of the page where it says that the stars are the navigations… OBVIOUSLY you’re not one of them. It somewhat irks me that some people can be a bit… ignorant. NOT TO INSULT, maybe you just missed it or you had some things on your mind. We are harmonically imbalanced teens right? Haha! That is, IF you ARE one of my usual readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first! Well, an announcement. This Saturday, in Eastwood, Libis, they are going to try to break the world record of the ‘longest buffet’, it being 350 meters long! A couple of friends and I are going to go there after we finish an AP project, play a few PS2 games, and compose a song. The admission is about 300 Php. Cheap if you’re given a choice of 400 different dishes. BE THERE. :D Will you be looking for me? I’ll be wearing Dickies Jeans, Converse Denim Chucks, a random t-shirt, and probably a random cap and denim polo[?]-slash-jacket[?] to match. See you. At least tell me if you’re going. *grins* I MIGHT treat you out at Starbucks. I don’t do that everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s done. Before you make plans for Saturday, listen to this. I don’t think I’ll get a high score in the Math Longtest. If I’m lucky I’ll get 45/50, if not, well, I’m dead meat. I was almost half-asleep when I took the test. Someone’s face kept popping up and I couldn’t go to sleep. Damn. *laughs* &lt;em&gt;Badtrip.&lt;/em&gt; I’m not in that morose a mood, but still, I have some thoughts to keep me hanging on and some things to look forward to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve finished 7 thick novels only recently. I’m just sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, here is the topic which is probably annoying all of you. (*yawns, stretches, and then continues typing* haha.) I’m STILL, ONCE AGAIN, having trouble sleeping. There is some news, though I think it is not necessarily “good.” The reason? Bite me. I pride myself for I’ve honed my skills of indifference to high levels. I can numb feelings I don’t want to feel. I can ignore pain, affection and anger when the need arises. I think I haven’t honed those skills enough. Pathetic right? AND the person doesn’t freakin’ know… What a GREAT LIFE I LIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still didn’t get the hint, I was sarcastic. I’m still angry at the world, because I find it hard to accept what it is and what I am. It is said among those I hang-out with in class that I have one of the sharpest tongues. True. But behind the cynical mutterings, the sardonic comments, the mocking gestures, the contemptuous smiles, sarcastic words, pessimistic points of view, and other things, I’m still a person inside, and I feel like I’ve been hiding all these years. I’m young but I’m not stupid. I know what my mistakes are, but still, I try to hide from them just the same. My hardness could just be a ‘defense system’ I have. Walls I’ve put around me so I won’t be hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I would keep on ranting but you might get bored. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I’m talking to my Psychiatrist at the moment, and we’re talking about the development human relations. Haha! Miggy is my “Psychiatrist.” He is a Violin playing, Goth wearing, hard-rock heavy-metal fan, and fast thinking guy. He is a combination of parodies. Cool.*really* What the hell. I call him when I’m bored. He gives advice and he’s good at it, because he’ll take a psychology course or something in college. That’s just what he does. Miggy is cold. Just like what I intend to be, I think. But he has his soft parts too. Miggy and **** sitting in a tree… JOKE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, there’s this soiree with MCHS on Saturday and I might not go. I’m still too… fresh. LOL. I don’t feel like it. Like I said, no…, we’d be going to Eastwood. But there is still a 60-40 chance that we’d go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s just about it for now. I’ve run out topics, or I just got tired of sitting in front of the computer, typing for about 15 minutes. Either way I gotta go. See you on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m praying that I fall asleep sometime early. God, PLEASE. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceout. Leave a message at the tagboard ayt? A comment, a little note, reminder… anything. I’ll be expecting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*See ya*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-112990433200871110?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/112990433200871110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=112990433200871110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112990433200871110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112990433200871110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-112929273650331020</id><published>2005-10-15T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T20:25:36.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are just some tests I took.:) (AGAIN at muted faith.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q3.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/demi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q3.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Find your Role-PlayingStereotype&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha! GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?! Just playin'. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/qz4.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/qz4.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;find your element&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A lot of people would agree I guess. :D Definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GTG. Again. Haha! I'm not going on gimmicks anymore. :D It became boring, except if MIGGY and the others are there. BORING NYO Mark! JOKE.:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-112929273650331020?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/112929273650331020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=112929273650331020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112929273650331020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112929273650331020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/10/here-are-just-some-tests-i-took.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-112911658204973503</id><published>2005-10-13T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T20:44:08.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SIGH.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What I really feel is like a wound under a bandage. I've gotten used to the bandage.:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/teen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What High SchoolStereotype Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, there is SOME truth to this. But I'm not that much of an outsider. Am I? Maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is just a quick post. Once again. Check the post below for more info.:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q2.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/goodfriend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q2.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What Type of Friend areYou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; quiz, and visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I LAUGHED at this one. lol.:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I found it hard to keep away from the computer.:) Oh.. btw, DSL na kami.. Haha!  And check out this cool site! &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com"&gt;www.mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well. Gotta go. Again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peaceout.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-112911658204973503?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/112911658204973503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=112911658204973503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112911658204973503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112911658204973503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/10/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-112903481301381253</id><published>2005-10-12T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T20:46:53.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life has treated me well. NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm quitting blogging for a SHORT while.. SO.. Don't expect anything new for awhile except maybe around next week. lol.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm having a hard time trying to find time to use the internet since that fateful day of OCT 2, 2005. Haha! &lt;em&gt;Gago kse eh.. Yan tuloy.&lt;/em&gt; And my computer has problems tagging on the tagboard. My tagboard. Sorry I can't reply! I'll try to before I play DoTA in BlueSkies..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going to take a deep breath of air outside. &lt;strong&gt;I won't freakin' sleep anyway&lt;/strong&gt;. Did you know that a human will die sooner from lack of sleep than by lack of food and water by at least 2 days? Just a fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well. That's about it. I'm feeling too lazy to blog at the moment.:p And feeling indifferent at the same time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peaceout. Gtg.^  ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-112903481301381253?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/112903481301381253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=112903481301381253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112903481301381253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112903481301381253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-has-treated-me-well.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-112884272705375089</id><published>2005-10-10T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T15:25:27.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YES!&lt;/strong&gt; (I slept for 3 hours!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ANOTHER SHORT POST. Sorry.:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah. I slept for 3 hours. Funny. I slept at 3am and woke up at 6am. I was on the couch, watching TV 'cause I couldn't sleep for the past 5 hours, when I dozed off. *sigh* I want to sleep.. I'm on the verge of collapse. &lt;em&gt;Badtrip akong masaya. Malabo no?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I went around BigR with a few people.&lt;em&gt; 3 lang sila eh!:p &lt;/em&gt;I had a little fun anyway. We even stopped by Netopia.:) (Before I bought the gloves[for weights] @ Toby's) HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PEACEOUT. CHAT LANG AKO.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-112884272705375089?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/112884272705375089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=112884272705375089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112884272705375089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112884272705375089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/10/yes-i-slept-for-3-hours-another-short.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-112868822741646794</id><published>2005-10-08T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T20:52:09.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ohkay.&lt;/strong&gt; (yawn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I haven't slept well these past few days. Weeks. I don't know why, your guess is as good as mine. Everyday I wake up at about four thirty. I've been sleeping at around 12 or so evey night. I try not to show it but I'm REALLY tired. &lt;em&gt;Di &lt;/em&gt;halata&lt;em&gt; diba?&lt;/em&gt; I want a night free of insomnia. Yeah. Like wishing's gonna help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miggy called the other day. For no reason. So like Miggy. Haha! Joke.. Hmmm. So he was talking to me if I liked his friend. I said I'm not sure. He kept on prodding. THEN, from out of the blue, I hear a voice. "&lt;em&gt;Miggy, ano ba yan. Anlabo na eh. It's already getting a bit akward." &lt;/em&gt;I almost died.:D I had no IDEA we were on 3-way. I wanted to kill Miggy. Sort OF. We talked.:P If you guys are reading this, "Hi Miggy, hi Lian!". Forgive me if I'm boring you.:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I talked to 3 guidance people. They all said that I was depressed. ME?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. ME?! No way. Lack of motivation &lt;em&gt;daw. No.&lt;/em&gt; Lack of Inspiration?! Sod off. I don't believe any of that crap. I think. Hehe. &lt;em&gt;badtrip&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and down. Miggy libre kase!:D Hahaha!..&lt;/span&gt; Still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry to those whose tagboards I sorta messed up.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway.. I got to go. Sorry (again?) if the post is a bit... short and superficial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going to change the layout soon.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to go to sleep!:D Chatting with Angel. A different one. &lt;em&gt;Hindi yung nasa tagboard. &lt;/em&gt;^ ^ Peaceout.:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-112868822741646794?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/112868822741646794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=112868822741646794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112868822741646794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112868822741646794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/10/ohkay.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-112756174298637121</id><published>2005-09-25T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T19:35:42.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm currently typing in the "comfort" of my home. Yeah. I'm not going to go gimmicking this week. Surprised? Don't be. I'm tired. Just tired. Why? Because. Period. Haha! Pardon me for the short worded uhhh.. words. I was just about to collapse from weariness (More from lack of sleep than exhasution). I fell asleep on the couch for 2 hours. It revived me for just a bit.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kwento kaya ako?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First, we had out fieldtrip in Mt. Makiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;During a stop-over, we stopped at Petron where we went STRAIGHT to Starbucks where I bought a steaming Venti cup of Caramel Macchiato and added in the same drink, a cold one, for King(It was also a Venti CM). &lt;em&gt;Masaya ka ba ba?! Haha. Libre na yun ah. Wag ka na humirit ah!&lt;/em&gt; Bribe..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About the fieldtrip. More of less it was okay, we learned some stuff where I won't elaborate. All in all it was "fun". The sickest part of the fieldtrip was when we were shown the 6 jars containing fetuses. I could have lived without seeing that.. After the boring lectures, the evluation part, and the class reply (good vibes tsong! (which was obviuosly angelo's idea)) we took on looking at the raptors. It was good.. We just had to keep quiet. Doi. It's not the first time I've been with raptors(Birds of prey &lt;em&gt;nga pala&lt;/em&gt;).:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After this reptor encounter, we proceeded on with the "trekking." It wasn't really much of a trek. I've encountered harder trails. Tssss. YeaH. There were ropes and slippery and steep inclines, still I was the 2nd in the lead.. There was even a part in the hike when there were only 5 of us (Johann, Me, Nic, Jed and Diogo in random order.) and the rest of the 36 Bboys who came were about 20 minutes behind..:) We even stopped to cross this stream where about 90% of Bboys and Aboys were soaking wet because of the antics of Angelo and the guys.:D We weren't. After that we trekked at a fast pace where we 5 were again ahead of the class by about the same time as before though they started at the same time at the span of about a minute.. We beat Mboys to the buses.:D We were like "That was it?!" As enjoyable as the fieldtrip was, we thought there was more to it. Especially more trekking.. Johann, Nic, Jed, Diogo and I reached the buses a full 27 minutes before the first few people in the class who were left behind reached it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The five of us weren't tired. I mean it..:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The way home was full of Chips, Parokya ni Edgar (Radio on the bus, Class Sing-a-long!:p), Teasing and MORE singing.. A good ending by the way.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then there was the Basketball tournament during Cluster night, and CSP in the morning.. The Cluster night was the most tiring because I jogged that night after the fieldtrip. I ran around the track for only 4 times because I needed to clear my head. I kept on thinking and DAMN remembering and I wan't nothing to do with it. Maybe I can just ride it out. Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember the guidance person (in training? [I remember seeing certain details which count her in as being a bit adept at Pschology, where maybe she is a student or a professor.:p More on her being a student. I'm good. Haha!]) saying that I had no inspiration. Inspiration? WTF...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now you know why I can't damn sleep at night.:)) Insomia? Nostalgia? Stress? ULOL. Insomnia yun.. ata.&gt;  &lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope I sleep well tonight.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peaceout..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-112756174298637121?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/112756174298637121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=112756174298637121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112756174298637121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112756174298637121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-112694471455924949</id><published>2005-09-18T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T22:50:17.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey.:) Ian here..:P (Sino pa?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came from CSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at Netopia, on the fifth floor of Big R, and I'm soo... bored. Haha! I know I told people that I won't be here today. At least, I'm not supposed to. &lt;em&gt;Walang Transpo sabi ko. Meron na.:P&lt;/em&gt; I'm going to go to Sha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ngrila later, meet up with people @ CPK. I just passed by Big R to buy load, some shirts and a jacket, 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; bags, look at air wurkz, buy a few caps and have my first cup of Mocha Blends.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it. I did those things and I'm just bored, so I'm typing it down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gotta go. &lt;em&gt;Ginugulo na ako nila Migs eh. Ang kukulit. Bwiset. &lt;/em&gt;Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peace-out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way, sa mga gumimick dito sa Big R, &lt;em&gt;nakita ko kayo amp!&lt;/em&gt; But I was busy. So I just moved on. &lt;em&gt;Sana nag-enjoy kayo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kung nakita nyo ako, nakasuot ako ng Green polo, denim chucks (nanaman!), denim(?)[bagong!] body bag at may black and silver bracelets. Yun. Nagpalit ako pagkatapos ng CSP. Di tulad ng mga NAKITA KO DYAN! Naka white shirts pa.:P Ehehehe...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alis na nga talaga ako. (Tawa)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-112694471455924949?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/112694471455924949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=112694471455924949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112694471455924949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112694471455924949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-112583451213177041</id><published>2005-09-05T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T19:58:08.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, I'm just here to say what a "great" weekend. &lt;i&gt;Badtrip.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you still gotten the idea just after you read the words "great weekend" here's the catch. I'm sarcastic. Crappy was more like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pag pasensyahan ang lalaking galit sa mundo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nung biyernes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to Eastwood yesterday with my family. I went with my Sister, Mom, Aunt, and some househelp. We ate at the small restaurant, Shanghai Bistro. I think I lost my appetite somewhere in the middle of eating. My smile just disappeared. I got bored, so, I went solo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was walking around, after stopping by Starbucks looking for Miggy and Co. &lt;i&gt;Palibre Migs!&lt;/i&gt; I ran into Rica, Sam, and the other 2-4 AA people, and 2 guys from 2-c. I said "hi" and then walked around some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly, everything went BLACK. Haha! &lt;i&gt;Joke lang Joseph!&lt;/i&gt; I saw the guys. Alalang. We just walked, talked, and drank Starbucks. &lt;i&gt;Yaman ng mga yun. Weh Miggy, International School at mayaman ka lang.:p Joke lang.:D&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Miss you guys. Till next time! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kahapon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing really happened. More or less I just read a book that morning, ate lunch, dressed and went to a denstist appointment. After a boringly grueling hour, went to Mega Mall. I walked around, passed by Power Books, into Tower Records, bought a 3 Doors Down CD, and ate with my Mom and sis at Saisaki at around 7...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kwento ko ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's what happened during my supposedly "FREE" weekend. The supposedly "problem free weekend." Bottom line: It freakin' sucked. I wasted my time. Tss. I'm pissede at the world and the world knows it. I'm going to try to cool off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A few minutes later I'mma gonna go out walk in the rain. let's all hope I get pneumonia. Lets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Looking back on the words I've been saying to a few friends, laughingly just a short while ago, It raises only one question... Who the HELL am I trying to convince, my friends, or myself? Tss. I'm so freakin' plastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah. Like you'd give a damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm currently listening to "Here without you.:)" And I'm currently not in a good mood, &lt;em&gt;di naman nakasimangot &lt;/em&gt;but you get the idea. I'm also confused. haha.:) Between people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for at least letting me waste your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iwan ka ng comment ha... Kahit sa tagboard lang. I'd appreciate it. Salamat!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peaceout...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-112583451213177041?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/112583451213177041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=112583451213177041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112583451213177041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112583451213177041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/09/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-112515635174564754</id><published>2005-08-28T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T23:25:51.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New layout, new blog. Ian here.:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is just going to be a short post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like the layout? If you do, great! The background was made by Nic using GIMP, and the Idea, which started out as a joke, "BLUE SUN; I conrol it" was also his. The tables I took from a blog in blogskins, wherein I thank "dreamwalker" for. I got bored with my old layout and the stupid URL. Lol! Thank God that it isn't so BLACK anymore.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You must be wondering, why the heck am I online while the exams are just a couple of days away? No reason really. I'm just trying to take a little break form the stress of studying. I'm tense. Haha.:) I'm just trying to cool down. In the process of cooling down, I check my YM account, friendster and others. On the exams, wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These past few weeks I've felt bad. As in badtrip, and I don't know why. It just comes out of the blue. Haha! Among other things I'm here to tell you I haven't committed suicide just yet. Just joking! I'm not THAT depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On gimmicks. Even after the exams,I'm not going to go on gimmicks that much anymore. I just... don't feel like it.Ü Xenxa Miggy and co. Maybe next time.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time to cram for projects.:)) Peace out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-112515635174564754?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/112515635174564754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=112515635174564754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112515635174564754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112515635174564754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-layout-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15604205.post-112453689338840516</id><published>2005-08-21T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T19:21:33.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is just a trial post 'cause I've got no time to make a real post.:) I'm still making a layout for this blog by the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-YM/friendster:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:ian_under15@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ian_under15@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;peaceout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15604205-112453689338840516?l=perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/feeds/112453689338840516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15604205&amp;postID=112453689338840516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112453689338840516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15604205/posts/default/112453689338840516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetual-boredom.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-just-trial-post-cause-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/ian_under15/Ah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
