<?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-31066437</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:36:31.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyride</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-6216041351238813575</id><published>2006-12-13T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T15:10:49.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;stay quiet stay near stay close they cant hear so we can get some..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-6216041351238813575?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/6216041351238813575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=6216041351238813575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/6216041351238813575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/6216041351238813575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/12/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-1000993979905395626</id><published>2006-12-13T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T15:08:12.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ive got a test tom on 2 subjects which i need a good grade in. but i cant seem to study yet. theres something stuck in my head right now. a song actually. THE song. those lyrics keep playing over and over in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets lay entwined here undiscovered, safe from all those stupid question, hey did you get some man that is so dumb stay quiet stay near stay close so they hear so we can get some.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you stood at your door with your hands on my waist and you kissed me like you meant it, and i knew that you meant it, that you meant it and i knew that you meant it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;those are just bits and pieces of the song. but i liked those parts. no. i loved them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-1000993979905395626?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/1000993979905395626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=1000993979905395626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/1000993979905395626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/1000993979905395626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/12/song.html' title='A song'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-8776621725701621597</id><published>2006-11-24T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T01:58:58.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moderation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ive got a test tom..on probability..on a subject i know almost 0% about. ive also got a project to pass tom morning. if that wasnt bad enough. i was suddenly hit with a period attack *pack* ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta do things one at a time. it hurts when the people you trust so much, invested so much in, believed so much in just lets you down.that i can live with. but it hurts more to see them walk away without so much as a second glance back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifes a bitch. you either survive or you break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-8776621725701621597?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/8776621725701621597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=8776621725701621597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/8776621725701621597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/8776621725701621597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/11/moderation.html' title='moderation'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-116406043693706943</id><published>2006-11-21T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T06:08:07.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;labo eh. may mga tao tlgang malabo. un tipong youre saying one thing to them and the next thing you know theyre going all psychotic on you. bat ganon kaya? and then boom baby. nagets ko. kc..psychotic lng tlga sila. or...wla eh. un lang tlga naisip ko...or.. pwde rin cgro na may nangyari sakanila that they dont wanna talk about but its no reason to go sully mode eh. asa pa sa mga ganon. maccraan ka lang sa mga taong ganon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;new learning? when i start to get angry even at the tiniest things, i boil up. it keeps boiling and boiling until i take it out on someone and when i do it usually ends badly. so the trick? not to make it boil. how? well i learned i could just think of other things or people. it usually works. but the distraction that i really want is just to lie on someones lap and just lay there.doing nothing or anything. talking. sleeping. just staring. that would be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-116406043693706943?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/116406043693706943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=116406043693706943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116406043693706943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116406043693706943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-learning.html' title='new learning'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-116342518004860933</id><published>2006-11-13T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:39:40.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accidents</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;they say accidents happen, but why does mine seem to be catastrophic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rangnarok is good. friendship is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep you friends close and your enemies closer. what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-116342518004860933?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/116342518004860933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=116342518004860933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116342518004860933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116342518004860933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/11/accidents.html' title='accidents'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-116326610488760569</id><published>2006-11-12T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:29:31.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Stupid. Fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;School. Park. Blaaaaag!. Paint. Guard. Note.  Girl. Mad. Phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me. Scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need someone who listens. Thank God there's still people like that in my life. Those that came through more than the ones EXPECTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-116326610488760569?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/116326610488760569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=116326610488760569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116326610488760569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116326610488760569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/11/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-116291313026080082</id><published>2006-11-07T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:29:57.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ochie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i have ochie fever..the two kinds. haha. 1st i have a big ochie on my hand which i have no idea where it came from. So now, i have this big reddish thing on my hand which i think will turn purple by tom. Haha. Woe is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other new, i have started to play ragnarok again. Granted i wasn't really a good player long ago, now im trying to make up for my lack of talent in playing this game. im 6 levels away from becoming a priest. A cute priest might i add haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i have to think of how to finish my deveweb in time. We've been having some difficulties..actually the only difficulty we have is how to get our lazy asses to work haha. But at least we're moving. :) i'm hoping it'll be complete by the end of November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie's taking too damn long to shower..hm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-116291313026080082?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/116291313026080082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=116291313026080082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116291313026080082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116291313026080082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/11/ochie.html' title='ochie'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-116240337054092435</id><published>2006-11-02T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T01:49:30.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight fight fight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pucha! nagaway na naman. im starting to get tired of this. tired of everything na. why am i like this? why is he like that? bat ganon? why cant we get along? is is that hard? puta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana go somewhere. somewhere quiet wherein no one bothers you. somewhere where you can think and you dont have someone telling you your faults. is there such a place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck. nakakainis naaa..takte..putang ina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-116240337054092435?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/116240337054092435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=116240337054092435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116240337054092435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116240337054092435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/11/fight-fight-fight.html' title='Fight fight fight'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-116030429999925319</id><published>2006-10-08T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T20:16:05.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cribbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am here again at jies place. i like coming here. nice things happen when i go here. i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; im always welcome. his dad is really nice. plus i lyk hanging out with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went to school to finish the last half of my orient2. twas cool. we won the contest haha. then i went back home to get ready to go to my friends bday party. it was a blast. i got to see my high school friends once again. by the time i got home i was so tired i didnt even surf anymore. i just changed and plok sleep. been driving the whole day. from house to lasalle to grace to damar to sto domingo to damar to a bonifacio to q ave to jolibee to grace then back home. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jies programming right now. im so proud of him =) hes starting to pick up his skills as a programmer and yesterday he finished a program which i thought was really great. now hes doing this weird program psp? thing? which i dont get haha well i know hes gonna finish that so nothing to worry about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my side however i still have yet to do the hutecin report which is due on wednesday? or friday? hutecin is the best subject! japala 2nd haha. then i still have to design the layout of our website with the group coz it has to be passed on friday. i really want to get a good grade at deveweb coz its a programming subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-116030429999925319?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/116030429999925319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=116030429999925319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116030429999925319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/116030429999925319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/10/cribbing.html' title='cribbing'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-115953729132908055</id><published>2006-09-29T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:41:31.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cribbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Woke up still with no electricity. Well whatdya expect from yesterday's mini hurricane. It tore almost all the mango trees in the village leaving us with roads full of trees. Took a shower at my cousin's place since we had no water here and had to get past a lot of debris getting there ~.~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. its like a whole new world out there. There were tons of trash lying in the roads leaving me including a ton of people a hard time maneuvering past them. Went home. still no electricity so i decided to crash jie's place. Spent the whole day there. twas nice. spending quality time together. =) nice nice nice jie i owe u kool aid! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched 3 movies. Alien vs. predator, timeline, and mission impossible 3. They were all pretty cool I especially like MI:3 coz jie watched with me ^^  (he was too busy with thesis haha). not sure if i have class tomorrow, hopefully i dont but my friend texted me there will be..10mins later she said there wont be. what is it? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-115953729132908055?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/115953729132908055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=115953729132908055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115953729132908055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115953729132908055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/09/cribbing.html' title='Cribbing'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-115746402737814616</id><published>2006-09-05T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:47:07.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually I'm the one that's stupid. I kept ranting about manual cars and when I finally got one I didn't want it anymore. Why does it die anywyas?? It's too embarassing. can't it make a squeaky noise instead of dying?? argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, my idol, steve irwin is dead..it's sad..for those of you who don't know him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; he's the crocodile hunter. It was because of watching him wrestle crocodiles did I dream of becoming a snakes/spider/crocodile hunter. Nakakainis, he was killed by a sting ray imagine that? A freakin sting ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-115746402737814616?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/115746402737814616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=115746402737814616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115746402737814616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115746402737814616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/09/stupid-car.html' title='stupid car'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-115454205533692388</id><published>2006-08-03T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T02:08:32.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;    Recently, nasira na totally ang aking body clock. This whole week, I haven't slept before midnight. On Sunday I slep at around 4am trying to finish Chapter 1. On monday I slept at around 530am, finishing Chapter 1. On Tuesday I slept at 330am, studying for my netcomm exam and now it's 2 am and I've just finished Chapter 2..I' m tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It's a good thing wala pala akong church service mamaya coz I'd have to wake up at 6. Next week pa pala =) (although you dont know it but thanks!). Ive been trying to fix my schedule but I cant seem to fit my last subject in. I can't find a last subject for me to take so I can go full load. Lately, malay ko haha gusto ko lang sabihin lately. Tom pala is our enrollment, hope I can get a good schedule along with my friends. The only thing keeping me sane right now is something Jie left. Hahahaha Alam mo na. Anyways aun lang. for today. btw ang hirap ng sudoku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-115454205533692388?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/115454205533692388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=115454205533692388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115454205533692388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115454205533692388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/08/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-115401300859155635</id><published>2006-07-27T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:54:20.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4003/1354/1600/Second_Impression_by_DivineError.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4003/1354/320/Second_Impression_by_DivineError.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listing down the things I hate:&lt;br /&gt;     I hate it when people actually think they get me but in reality they never came close&lt;br /&gt;        I hate it when people feel that they're all that when they're really not&lt;br /&gt;        I hate it when people think that I give a crap about them when I really don't&lt;br /&gt;        I hate when people don't do the normal things that people do and actually get credit for them&lt;br /&gt;        I hate people try to make conversation only because they have nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;        I hate people who abuse women&lt;br /&gt;        I hate muddy shoes&lt;br /&gt;        I hate being hungry&lt;br /&gt;        I hate using Tagalog in essays because I suck at them&lt;br /&gt;        I hate high-society chinese women who look down on filipino people (there's a lot of them)&lt;br /&gt;        I hate coming home and finding there's no food.&lt;br /&gt;        I hate it when people think they know what's best for me but hey you don't&lt;br /&gt;        I hate it when people are too dramatic at times that it makes you wanna strangle them&lt;br /&gt;        I hate it when people use your past mistakes against you&lt;br /&gt;        I hate it when I'm so sure I was right but someone points out I'm wrong (pucha!)&lt;br /&gt;   I hate eating veggies&lt;br /&gt;   I hate cockroaches&lt;br /&gt;   I hate having to print something only to find out that the ink is gone&lt;br /&gt;   I HATE it when people say things they don't do&lt;br /&gt;   I hate people who try to control my life&lt;br /&gt;   I hate people who tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when my hand touches something gross&lt;br /&gt;I hate having to attend stupid classes&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that I can't drive manual&lt;br /&gt;I hate that roads are so confusing&lt;br /&gt;I hate texting someone who doesn't reply&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who make me wait&lt;br /&gt;I hate doing papers when people just scan through them&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when my laptop seems slower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-115401300859155635?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/115401300859155635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=115401300859155635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115401300859155635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115401300859155635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/07/rant.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-115393147348309316</id><published>2006-07-27T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:44:18.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;    No title for today. Thought of nothing. Kinda nothing to do..Yknow how sometimes you think the rain is about to stop? then suddenly it returns and starts pouring again..well it's happening right now and I don't know if it will still continue..part of me wishes that the rain will stop because of the destruction it cauases to people, another part of me wishes it to continue because I don't want to go to school anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Probably the only reason I don't want to go is becauase of my Kaspil1 class. I hate that class. I hate the term Kaspil1. I hate all the readings. I dislike the professor. I hate that most of the time filipino is the medium of language there. I'm really bad at filipino so I didn't have a good time there. Whenever he discusses I try to read Nika's notes but half of the things there I don't understand. So when test comes, I try to memorize everythin in there and write word for word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Grrr..My body clock is twisted again..I'll go sleep in the wee hours of the morning and by the time I go to school I'm too tired to think or even listen to what the professor is saying. Gotta fix it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-115393147348309316?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/115393147348309316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=115393147348309316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115393147348309316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115393147348309316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-title.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-115342829728290815</id><published>2006-07-21T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T04:44:57.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>umaaraw umuulan</title><content type='html'>Waaa..Tagal naman mag morning..Gutom na gutom na ako. I can't wait to go down and eat breakfast. Unfortunately I can't cook to save my life so I have to wait for the cook to wake up. Sigh. It's at moments like this that I think that I really need to learn how to cook. But the thought of handling the fire and the pan thing..what if it's hot? I mean even if I was wearing mitts I might be burned. Hm...Cooking is much too dangerous for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..I'm so  hungry..I wonder if this is what people feel when they go on a diet..The thought that they could eat but due to their diet they have to control themselves. I just wish I had some food. That would make me really happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-115342829728290815?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/115342829728290815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=115342829728290815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115342829728290815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115342829728290815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/07/umaaraw-umuulan.html' title='umaaraw umuulan'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-115332063195260913</id><published>2006-07-19T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:51:11.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm home! I miss home..It's always been good to me. So many stuff to do. I've got 2 tests tomorrow, I missed my lab class a while ago and I also got 2 homeworks to submit tomorrow and that's not even counting if we have rels assignment. Awwwwww. I hate missing school. I missed more than a week of school during this term..just for the sake of the citizanship. But it's all over now. I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. No more studying about aboriginal people, no more lying to the immigration, no more sudden flights out of the country, and best of all no more missing classes and tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to catch up on.. I wish I'd get them all. I've got two subjects with no one to contact Argh. I'm never signing up for a class which I know I won't have anyone to talk to. I thought it would be cool, to be the loner in the class but it wasn't really that fun.. Sure you get to meet lots of people but establishing bonds are hard. Right now I'm done with Inphil, I'll worry about Kaspil tomorrow morning and Vlchain tomorrow? later? I'm really sleepy though..I don't think my body has adjusted to the time zones considering it travelled more than two international time zones in the last few days. Back and forth back and forth. While I was in the 16hr flight, I thought my head was gonna explode. Everytime I took a short nap, after I wake up, I get this huge migrane which I can't get rid of. It hurts so bad and the only release I get again is to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all I can say for now..Time to do my ritz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-115332063195260913?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/115332063195260913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=115332063195260913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115332063195260913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115332063195260913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/07/catch-up.html' title='Catch up!'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-115328468214172617</id><published>2006-07-19T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T12:52:54.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rah Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Right now Im at the HK international airport cathay pacific lounge..I was suppose to be home by 10am but due to flight delay in the airlines Ill be arriving home at 4pm. This means Ill miss all of my classes including the laboratory class I was hoping to catch. Nothing to do so Ill just write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I arrived here, I checked out the &lt;em&gt;siomai &lt;/em&gt;bar because both my sister and my cousin said that they served the best siomai. On my trip to Canada, I wasn't able to catch any siomai because apparently naubusan ako. Now I was pretty early. I had high expectations for the siomai but as soon as I tasted it. it wasn't that good. After that I went to the showers and took a pretty long relaxing bath. They gave me some towels and toothbrush and all the other necessities I needed. Then I went down to the GAMEZONE and played some playstation2 games and tried out the logitech steering wheel for Gran Turismo. After which I went to the noodle bar and ate some more siomais and &lt;em&gt;dai dai men&lt;/em&gt;, a spicy noodle with yummy peanut sauce. Then I came here, to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at this airport at 9am due to the delayed flight. Last Monday night, I was suppose to leave at 1140pm, arrive at HK at Wednesday morning at 7am, go to Ph at 8am, and arrive there just in time at 10am for my class. But instead due to some bizzare reason the woman at the counter didn't tell me, I left at 230am, arrived at HK at 9am, missed my flight of 7am, and they gave me a ticket to Ph..leaving at 235pm. So Ill arrive there at 435pm from what I was suppose to arrive at 10am. Nice. They kept apologizing though during my long plane ride and as I was leaving one of them called out to me and said, "Goodbye Ms. Tan". Hehe. It felt nice since they didn't even do that to the other passengers and only me. =). Anyways...The lounge I'm staying at right now is beside Gate 1. My flight for Ph is at Gate 66. So Ill have to walk far....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that I can get my stuff together as soon as I arrive at Ph. Lotsa things to do. Oh yeah. Miss ku na jie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-115328468214172617?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/115328468214172617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=115328468214172617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115328468214172617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115328468214172617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/07/rah-now.html' title='Rah Now'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31066437.post-115279036176047821</id><published>2006-07-13T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T19:32:41.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've moved again! From blogdrive to blogspot to tabulas to bloggerteam and back to blogspot again. Indecisive? Yeah you could say that but what's the fun if you're gonna stick to one thing you're whole life? Gotta have some variety. My pevious blog was tabulas.com/~kedy but I had a hard time there coz of the image problems. Anyways, maybe I'll stick to this one. Who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31066437-115279036176047821?l=mahjoyride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/feeds/115279036176047821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31066437&amp;postID=115279036176047821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115279036176047821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31066437/posts/default/115279036176047821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahjoyride.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve moved'/><author><name>zsa dy tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04345536378643373113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
