<?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-3084442962671440613</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:54:25.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love&amp;&amp;misbehavior</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-5060115603394584697</id><published>2008-10-17T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T02:23:01.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to shift or not to shift?</title><content type='html'>well, that wasnt really much of a question. of course im shifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon, i went to usc main to ask for a shiftee form from the dept and check my grades which were posted on the bulletin board outside the dept. (there were no names, just id nos.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my id number wasnt there. :| so i went to the dept and asked for a form, which they didnt have. so someone went down to the registrar to ask for copies. then this girl asked what i was shifting to... i said IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl:asa ka mu shift?&lt;br /&gt;me i.t.&lt;br /&gt;girl: nya mga i.t. pud mu shift ug psych!&lt;br /&gt;guy behind me: gikan man ko c.s.&lt;br /&gt;me: *silent laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, time to continue.. i sat there and waited for the girl to ask for the forms... then sir ech came out of the fac room and i asked him about my grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out, there was one grade without a corresponding i.d number.. and that was mine... got 2.16. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then he told me to wait coz he was gonna tell me something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(intrigue, i know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for about 30mins. then he called me... guess what he told me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: Ron, this is what I wanted to tell you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked what my plans for sembreak was coz apparently, he's holding "classes" for 7 people from our class. Just 7! And i was one of those. (Ron, you are too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he went on saying he wasnt just basing it one the grades but also on the interest and blahh. and that, you know, we(the seven of us) have the potential to make it through the program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Another note: Which now, when I see it... is ironic.. Since I'm shifting and Ron's transferring next year and this wasnt even Chris' first choice for a course! I'm not sure who the others are.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeahh, he went on saying that this shouldnt affect our sembreak plans and that if we wont be able to make it, he can email the hand outs and all that. :) He said not to make my final decision right away and to take some time to think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Another note: by that time, i already had my shiftee form in my bag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he told me to email him soon what my response is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh eff.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PER and MYU: ugma ha? yesss? i need moral support! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICA: di jud ko ka text with you with my sun. i shall load regular load nlng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RON: he said he's gonna talk with the rest of you sad. so, act like you didnt know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084442962671440613-5060115603394584697?l=asphyxxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5060115603394584697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084442962671440613&amp;postID=5060115603394584697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/5060115603394584697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/5060115603394584697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-shift-or-not-to-shift.html' title='to shift or not to shift?'/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-3008416593066526121</id><published>2008-10-10T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:16:27.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>officially over. :)</title><content type='html'>ohmigosh. the day i've been waiting for has finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST SEM is OVER. and i survived, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals was torture, although the geo thing made it worth it.&lt;br /&gt;plus, no finals for a lot of subjects. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[hist17] 60 identification items about el fili.&lt;br /&gt;[geo60] final project=done by myself. happy-ness!&lt;br /&gt;[reed10] no finals. thank you sir tampus!&lt;br /&gt;[philo25] no finals as well.&lt;br /&gt;[cs11] had it today. creativity was a huge deal so yeaa.&lt;br /&gt;[humn1] ugh. hate this subject. and i hate sir.&lt;br /&gt;[engl1] departmentals was ok. but i hate the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;[psyc1] whoo. wont know for sure. not yet anyway. (notes about the subject below)&lt;br /&gt;[math1] i am sure i have mistakes. business math sucks.&lt;br /&gt;[pe11] had my permit signed today. passed for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psyc1&lt;br /&gt;SIr Ech told us that taking into consideration the grades of his other classes, about 42% of their class wouldn't have made it to the 2.5 cutoff that we have. But only 1 person didn't make it to the 3.0 cutoff. So he told us to not get our hopes up and start planning on what we'd be shifting to. Got a lot of us thinking. I didn't really care. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myu: WE SURVIVED! And omigosh, I.T. na jud ko. Di pa official till I enroll. :)) But yesss, must bring Perri diay to TC during enrolment. Will she be here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perri: PER! Laag a lot before you go back to Manila! And yeaa, a little cheesy, but thanks a lot for making first sem awesome, Per! My textmate during histo, reed, PHILO, english, psyc, and YOUR BIOTECH. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ica: Finish na jud hapit nyu finals. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the department earlier to ask fot the shiftee form, but they didn't have any. Not taking that as a sign or anything. It just means I'm really excited. :)) Going back there soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, time to get excited for HK and Singapore and all the laags! Plus, no more Saturday classes for me. EVER. At least not by choice. And more time to write my stories. (Myu, Per: hapit na human chapter 4!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084442962671440613-3008416593066526121?l=asphyxxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3008416593066526121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084442962671440613&amp;postID=3008416593066526121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/3008416593066526121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/3008416593066526121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/2008/10/officially-over.html' title='officially over. :)'/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-3481057353534990612</id><published>2008-09-16T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T04:44:42.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kill the archie. save the world.</title><content type='html'>narn! hating college more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaw2x mode before i sart with my ass. [good luck to me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hating every single class i am in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[histo] have to effin read el fili.&lt;br /&gt;[geog] torture final project.&lt;br /&gt;[reed] fgb!&lt;br /&gt;[philo] stupid final proj questions.&lt;br /&gt;[cs] boring and pointless.&lt;br /&gt;[humanities] getting haaard.&lt;br /&gt;[engl] wrong grammar teacher.&lt;br /&gt;[psych] well...&lt;br /&gt;[math] hate the lesson. business math sucks!&lt;br /&gt;[p.e.] physical fitness again!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE is actually one of the better subjects right now. I can't wait for sembreak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, back to studying. serious-ish mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG and OTH and DND tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084442962671440613-3481057353534990612?l=asphyxxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3481057353534990612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084442962671440613&amp;postID=3481057353534990612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/3481057353534990612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/3481057353534990612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/2008/09/kill-archie-save-world.html' title='kill the archie. save the world.'/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-8684202165306554553</id><published>2008-08-19T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T02:55:22.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's on my mind.</title><content type='html'>&amp;hearts; if i knew i was going to fail. i wouldve just stayed in ateneo. failing in USC is degrading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; philo midterms tomorrow is my last chance to get a good midterm grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; how the hell do i get perfect in java programming and get a 38/40 in CS11 Windows XP!? [even i am going to die laughing from that]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; can i fast forward to 8 weeks after? when i can finally enjoy life and not have to dread that every TTh, i have to suffer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; i need to write Legacy. like now. [myuu, i was supposed to be done with chapter 4 by midterms. :| and Forgotten, my new story, has reached a dead-end. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; PE festival is a useless activity that basically embarasses students who cant dance(namely, me) and uses all non-existent saturday free time for rehearsals. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; CS or IT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084442962671440613-8684202165306554553?l=asphyxxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8684202165306554553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084442962671440613&amp;postID=8684202165306554553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/8684202165306554553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/8684202165306554553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-on-my-mind.html' title='what&apos;s on my mind.'/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-90469460190540349</id><published>2008-08-19T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T02:46:38.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mental disorders.</title><content type='html'>Updates on the lives of a psychology students under sir echavez. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people passed his midterm exam in block A. 2. out of 50 students. what does that say about the teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. more than half [i think] of the class got 5.0. and he announced it for everyone to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. he considers HRM and tourism students &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dumbasses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yep. the teacher who emphasized BIFJR [psychologists' code of ethics] just called HRM and tourism students dumbasses. (at least he also said they were pretty and handsome, but seriously WTFH?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. he held a class on midterm week. and got pissed at us for not showing up. and then decided to give us a reading assignment and a unit test the meeting after midterms. : insensitive? naah. but instead, bordering on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSYCHO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. [i miss psycho derek. :))]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. he friggin gave us an assignment thursday morning that involved researching and having to computerize it. deadline? &lt;em&gt;5pm that afternoon&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. he says there will &lt;u&gt;no trace&lt;/u&gt; of our class/block left. he thinks we're all gonna fail and shift to HRM. chyea right. i decided to shift the 2nd week of classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. by math class [subject after psych this morning], most of the class was contemplating on shifting courses. [naa daw mag BA nya entrep. kadungog lang ko. :))]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. others are ready to fail psych. they know in their hearts that they will fail. so why waste the tine worrying? [like me!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. and from ron's gm earlier today... "Don't hold on too long to what's never meant to be... sometimes we need to set things free before it hurts us badly." the message behind the message: "kung ganahan jud kag psyc pro ang psyc di jud ganahan nimo...pangita nlng ug lain..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. we're all probably dreading the 8 weeks of suffering we still have with him. and the finals that we're hoping(and praying) to pass. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PASS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. not get perfect, just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084442962671440613-90469460190540349?l=asphyxxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/90469460190540349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084442962671440613&amp;postID=90469460190540349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/90469460190540349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/90469460190540349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/mental-disorders.html' title='mental disorders.'/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-7313538563790096055</id><published>2008-06-26T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T01:59:34.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday and today</title><content type='html'>yesterday: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had assembly in south campus in the morning so i didnt have class. weird guy and girl who sang in the orientation sang again : then went to CS in the afternoon. it was BORING and i sat at the back, doodling. :)) then met up with jackie and joseph and we walked to the office.. standby-ed there till 415, then me and joseph went back to USC coz germaine picked up jackie(gosh, i missed the feeling of having people to hang out with!). HUMN was as usual.. interesting... i might actually love the subject.. we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today: 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a friend in english class. yey! she's also my classmate in PE. we had roleplaiyng in english and the class almos died of laughing. it made me miss high school :( then for psyc1(ugh!) we had discussion again about interesting but boring stuff... i just kept solving the rubiks cube :)) then for math1, we had a 'long' test. i sort of finished in 10mins but i didnt want to submit yet... so i just kept reviewing.. then when i felt like solving the rubiks again, i passed the paper... we were dismissed after answering so i was done by 1130. early lunch! haha! PE in the afternoon was well, lame. we had a test about what PE is and blahhh... got 19/20. gosh i hate the person who checked my work. :)) haha! we were dismissed at 145 so i went back to the office and i just made notes for psyc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not looking forward to tomorrow. we have a very long ReEd assignment and i have hist17 and philo tomorrow. :( and theres a party which im not planning on going but may have to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084442962671440613-7313538563790096055?l=asphyxxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7313538563790096055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084442962671440613&amp;postID=7313538563790096055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/7313538563790096055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/7313538563790096055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/yesterday-and-today.html' title='yesterday and today'/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-5591568039714265186</id><published>2008-06-23T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T06:12:07.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today... 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hist17 --&gt; met up with danica and jackie before hist. stayed outside their classroom til it was almost time then went up to mine. nothing significant happened during the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog60 --&gt; found someone i knew! 2nd year lang but oh well. xD our teacher.... he's really.... lets just say... he went from discussing culture to kingkong to world war 2 to baby boom in china(!) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reed10 --&gt; had a quiz i didnt have notes in or know about. so i crammed my seatmates notes for 30seconds. it was 70 points and around 80 points i think. so yeaaa.. hoping to get more than half. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philo25 --&gt; turns out, there was an orientation for all psyc freshmen that i didnt know about. so i went to the orientation which started an hour and thirty minutes ago... so i missed philo class for a useless orientation. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cs11 --&gt; still hate the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humn1 --&gt;still interesting... if only i can find someone to copy last wednesday's notes from. :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084442962671440613-5591568039714265186?l=asphyxxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5591568039714265186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084442962671440613&amp;postID=5591568039714265186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/5591568039714265186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/5591568039714265186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/today.html' title=''/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-21628654325567087</id><published>2008-06-20T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:44:36.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>legacy</title><content type='html'>chapter 2 is coming up soon. gunna do last minute editings. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084442962671440613-21628654325567087?l=asphyxxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/21628654325567087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084442962671440613&amp;postID=21628654325567087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/21628654325567087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/21628654325567087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/legacy.html' title='legacy'/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-331895229496011382</id><published>2008-06-20T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:49:54.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days and fridays.</title><content type='html'>so... i didnt show up for any of my classes tuesday and wednesday(looong story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thursday and friday, i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: 7 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late for ENGL 1, so I was walking really quickly to the classroom... sadly, i went in the wrong one.. i went in a fil class... but then i saw steffi(first time i saw her in USC) so i transfered to the classroom beside it and when i entered... the teacher was discuusing subject verb agreement. I got bored in the middle of the class so I was on the verge of doodling on my engl notebook. We also got assigned to groups to do a roleplay. Its like a love story gone wrong... and sadly there was only one girl in my group and we were arguing to see who'd play the girl. (she is) :)) but then we ran out of time so we're gonna continue on tuesday or thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next class was Psyc(in the LGB building) so i was walking quickly again... but by the time i got there i was already late and the entire block A was already there. halfway through the class, i was hating the prof. so i decided to pass notes to ron which lasted till the end of the period. by the end of the period, i really hated the teacher. like HATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was math, which until now is my fave subject thanks to the lesson... we had an exercise which was basically +,-,x,/,fractions and decimals. that was all we did for the class and then we were dismissed. while waiting for someone outside, me and ron came up with this... "you know it's bad when you start wanting castilla back" :)) coz seriously thats how much we hated our psyc prof. i would rather listen to castilla talk about conic sections! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time, i went to jollibee with my mom coz she just came back from the states. and then it was time for me to go back to the gym for the orientation. the orientation was boring... but i listened anyway, while texting myu coz she looked like a loner. :)) then after the orientation, me and myu walked to the office. and then she had to go to C&amp;amp;E and so did i. so she left me and we saw each other sa C&amp;amp;E 30mins later. long story short.. i bought the last copy of mathematics in business(at least i didnt line up for no reason).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: 5 out of 10 (just because of the weather)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining really hard that morning so it was really traffic. and i got to school late(myu, im becoming like you!) but our hist17 teacher didnt check attendance til the end of the class. i still didnt talk throughout the entire period. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our teacher was absent for geog60 so free time. :( i went by myself to textbooks to buy my english book and ask about the school uniform. and then my phone went dead. but my one hour was up and i had to go back to the building for reed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which wasnt so bad... and i made a friend... i just screwed up her name.. coz i heard her say MAE but apparently her name was DEAH. or at least i think so... the class went by really quickly and before i knew it, i was walking in the rain to LGB for philo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt text myu to ask if her sister was there so i just stayed outside the classroom, but then her sister arrived and we went in together. i also didnt like the teacher. he was just yaw2x-ing stuff that had no connection to the lesson... and when he finally decided to talk about philosophy, it was time. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch time, i walked back to the office(in the rain) and i seriously felt like my umbrella was going to get destroyed. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS11--talked about the history of computers... our teacher(the one who said 1.75+1.75=2.5) gave us a timeline where 1949 came BEFORE 1948. :)) so the entire class we were copying his PPT while he was READING it. so yeaaaa, another teacher i dont like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked again to the office, still raining... and stayed the for almost 2 hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUMN1--i went in the class un-late so i was happy. i got there 30 seconds before t he bell rung. :)) it was probably the best class coz we had the topic "what is art?" and it was hilarious. our teacher's awesome coz he has all these hypothetical questions and then we start this debate... so yeahhh... it was fun. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i still had CWTS the next day so it definitely wasnt something i was looking forward to. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084442962671440613-331895229496011382?l=asphyxxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/331895229496011382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084442962671440613&amp;postID=331895229496011382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/331895229496011382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/331895229496011382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/rainy-days-and-fridays.html' title='rainy days and fridays.'/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-4845399832669191068</id><published>2008-06-16T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:32:03.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day :(</title><content type='html'>First day of college: 3 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First class: HIST 17 (Rizal Course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up side of my day was meeting Danica at the entrance of USC Main... I went with her to her classroom since I was alone and everyone in my class was wearing uniform(sign that they're not freshmen) :( Anyway, i didnt talk the ENTIRE class. and im not used to that. i was just there... listening to the teacher... alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second class: GEOG 60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prof was TERROR. And my classmates were upperclassmen, so yeah... I made a friend... she's 2nd year, i think... and people keep asking me why i'm taking the class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third class: REED 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were about ten students in the class. I waited there for like 15 mins... but then there was no teacher so I decided to leave. :) I went to check where my Philo class was coz I had no idea where it was. When i found out where, there was a memo or something that said we that the class moved to the LGB building... which is FAR... and well, I had no idea where it is... so I went to the department and asked... and apparently I had to go out of the campus... and in another building... ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth class: PHILO 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse... there was no teacher. AGAIN. I made friends with people(I just dont know their names) coz theyre still upperclassmen. I decided to leave after 30 mins... and went to have my ID picture taken. The picture probably sucked, but oh well. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth class: CS 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, I finally had a class with Ron. It was the class where I had to bring my own laptop... The teacher sucked at math(haha!)... i mean seriously: 1.75+1.75 is NOT 2.5! So I spent most of the hour just talking with Ron... Sadly, they were all one block and i was(as usual) the only one not part of the block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth class: HUMN 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a break so I went back to the office... then I arrived the classroom for my humanities class at 4:35 which is LATE. and my teacher was there... Most of my classmates were still upperclassmen... so I didnt make new friends... (somehow I feel like myu is luckier!) humanities was interesting at a certain level... but im not really a big fan of the arts like paintings and sculptures and architecture so i doubt ill enjoy the class. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much my first day. Of course by the end of it, I was tired. and sort of frustrated. and well... i kinda cried... and it sucked coz i had an assignment due for Psyc class... and i wasnt in the mood to do it... i did it anyway, and went to bed at 9:30 :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084442962671440613-4845399832669191068?l=asphyxxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4845399832669191068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084442962671440613&amp;postID=4845399832669191068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/4845399832669191068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/4845399832669191068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day.html' title='first day :('/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-3584657137298962065</id><published>2008-06-15T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T02:41:14.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;here's a story that i've been working on. it's actually titled Legacy(subject to change) and it's still in the process of infinite edits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Manhattan meets New Haven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          The sky had been cloudless since she boarded the flight, yet Mia Noriega still felt uneasy in her seat as her father’s private plane flew over the Long Island Sound. She’d barely managed to get into Lakeshore Drive Academy, an elite boarding school just south of New Haven, CT, but her grandmother had the alum status and was after all, a Kendrique. Her expulsion from her all-girls private school in Manhattan certainly didn’t help with the process and if she thought it couldn’t get any worse, it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          When someone gets expelled from school, it usually is no big deal (except maybe for the family). But when that someone happens to be the daughter of a multi-billionaire and is attending the most elite private school in Manhattan, and can no longer use money to pay for her, let’s just say wrong choices, the story usually ends up somewhere on Page Six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          “M?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          Mia was startled. Beside her was Kaleigh Echols, her best friend since prep.“You’re staring blankly into space again,” she reminded Mia. “Seriously, relax. It’ll be fine.”Mia sighed. She looked outside the window and noticed that they were less than 10,000 feet from the ground. 9,000 feet. 8,000. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2.—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         “Good trip?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         “Yeah,” Mia lied. She was seated across Headmaster Callahan, in an office that looked (and smelled) more than a hundred years old. Her father was late, as always, leaving her alone with the headmaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          “You do realize that you’re going to have to work harder if you want to catch up with the rest of your classmates, don’t you? Since you’re about a week late, there’s going to be tons of things that you’ve missed. And you will be meeting with all your professors to discuss your class standing within this week.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          Mia nodded. As far as she was concerned, she didn’t really care. She’d gotten a 4.0 GPA in Dukewerth and had more than enough time to party. If she had a choice, she’d rather move to China than be stuck in a room with an odd smell—seriously, what the hell is that?—but she didn’t. If only she hadn’t done what she did, she’d be in Mr. G’s 5th period History class right now (listening to her iPod Touch and IM-ing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;           “—semester abroad so you’ll be taking her room in Kendrique Hall. Any questions?”She shifted her attention back to the H. She remembered her dad mentioning a Kendrique who was gone and that she’d be staying in her room. But half-listening to both her dad and H. Callahan made it impossible to know who they were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          “No, I’m fine.” She glanced at her Cartier watch. Her father was almost an hour late. “Dammit,” she said under her breath when she saw a forty-something man and his 17 year old daughter emerge from the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          Dammit indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;+stay tuned for chapter 2+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084442962671440613-3584657137298962065?l=asphyxxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3584657137298962065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084442962671440613&amp;postID=3584657137298962065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/3584657137298962065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084442962671440613/posts/default/3584657137298962065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asphyxxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/heres-story-that-ive-been-working-on.html' title=''/><author><name>asphyxia05</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QutKC0NRG08/SpzXh2qDf2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/qhqQ47SeBHM/S220/Photo+9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084442962671440613.post-2744551815211899249</id><published>2008-06-15T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:57:54.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ateneo, among other things.</title><content type='html'>since im sort of forced to write this (and also under a lot of pressure, thanks a lot myu!) here goes the summarized summary of why i'm now a carolinian with an atenean i.d. and a dorm key to eliazo. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[no offense to my now-Atenean schoolmates from HS, my supposed-to-be blockmates(Y1!) and the people who simply live for ATENEO]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homesickness again. and again. and again. for the three days of ORSEM (not that it wasn't fun). so i went home to cebu for the weekend. but then somehow i still couldn't stop crying and i didn't want to go back. so i stayed in cebu for the first day of classes. but that afternoon, mum and dad decided to let me try the classes in ateneo. so i went (alone) to Manila, but then come wednesday, i still didn't want to go so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched Kung Fu Panda in Rockwell. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway thursday came, and i decided that i wanted to study in USC. so i worked out all the papers so that i could enroll in USC yesterday. it was HELL having to go to the departments to have all my teachers sign my LRF. didnt have lunch till 4. but sisig @ gerry's grill was worth everything. the next day i had to go back coz i wasnt done yet. but i finished @ 3 this time. then we(me and some1) went to TGI Fridays and it was even more worth everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO it was goodbye ATENEO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USC was stressful. but way easier than Ateneo. (thanks to my achi kar and ahia chris, hehe!) I had to choose the classes I wanted, since there was no more block sections. But the chair of my department was so helpful and he got me in a Psyc class. And the aforementioned achi kar and ahia chris got me in the CS11 of block A (except i have to bring my own laptop coz the class was already full and it was sorta just expnaded for me, awww) and Math 11(or 1, i forgot). So blahblahblah, did a lot of begging to the other departments to expand their classes and now I just need to beg to one more department so I'll get the schedule I want. Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, something had to go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully nothing really big happened, except the fact that I have a Psyc assignment(!) due this Tuesday. :( Oh well. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and people I saw in USC:&lt;br /&gt;+myu&lt;br /&gt;+ron&lt;br /&gt;+and other people not really worth mentioning or people i forgot(sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to mention the i.d. and the key.&lt;br /&gt;since no one bothered to get my i.d. in ateneo, or my dorm key(i'll haunt you in your sleep lai!), i'm officially a carolinian with an atenean i.d. and a key to 116 in eliazo. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out. More to come.&lt;br /&gt;First day of school tomorrow. USC website still down. RIZAL COURSE(oh yeah) @ 7:30am. And no idea where my classrooms are. 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