<?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-4673569291786147007</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:14:40.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rerovar of the Arc</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-5990019903964253555</id><published>2010-11-23T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T08:16:11.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>College Life</title><content type='html'>in the past months... a whole latuvah things happened...&lt;br /&gt;I just can't blog a lengthy one right now... too busy... (which is why I haven't blogged in months)&lt;br /&gt;among other things... I want to learn photoshop...&lt;br /&gt;Which I'll do when I finally get the chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than this I bid thee my blog space adieu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I shall return"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-5990019903964253555?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/5990019903964253555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2010/11/college-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5990019903964253555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5990019903964253555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2010/11/college-life.html' title='College Life'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-2825522850560259184</id><published>2010-04-18T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T12:52:08.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a LITTLE late, but its never too late... ;))</title><content type='html'>Well its been awhile...&lt;br /&gt;sorry about the previous "EMO" blog... ^_^'&lt;br /&gt;I do feel a whole lot better, knowing that I got nothing to hide anymore... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I felt it was time I gave a message to my HS "bedan" friends... (I don't expect everyone or anyone to read this, but it does flatter me that you do... :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raymund - Mon, Mon-mon, Mamon, Peña, so many names pare! 4years of transformation, from "totoy" days to "mukhang-mature-na-daw" (DAW! mukha lang! XD) tnx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jairo - although in doubt parin tayo kung papano nag simula friendship natin, that doesn't matter because we did lots of fun things with raymund and joshua... thank you for choosing us as your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua - Grabe ang tagal na nating friends... since 1st year pa! til now we still got each others backs... and lets always keep it that way allright? tnx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early - Thank You! thank you for listening to me a long long long time ago! dahil dun naging trusted friend kita... and til now, never nawala kabaitan mo sakin... thank you sa advice... THE TOLERANCE through both good times and bad times, no regrets kasi nakilala kita... THANK YOU TALAGA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coleen - ISA KA PA! THANK YOU! paano tayo naging friends? ewan... parehas kayo ni jairo, di ko alam paano tayo naging friends! or nalimutan ko! either way, THANK YOU! thank you for saving my ass a whole lot of times the past 2 years! thank you for the advice, the listening, the surprisingly heavy slams on the back!? (keep working on your aim! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanna - Busmate... blessing in disguise man yung accidental na pagiging late mo sa beda, which lead to you becoming my busmate... naging blessing ka din sa buhay ko... ;)) haha! tnx, you have changed my standards of "taong may sayad" kung di sila kasing baliw mo, normal lang sila... :P&lt;br /&gt;tnx you're a very tolerant person most would've stopped talking to me to spare themselves the annoyance I cause, pero you're one of the few na kausap ko lage, tnx for filling in those lonely traveling hours... :)) and paramdam ka naman, buhay pa ako! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah - My groupmate in most of our group activities in 4th year... thank you sa times na pagiging honest and patient sakin, di na ako pinagsawa sa mukha mo noh?!? XD through all those group activities natutunan ko na lage ka talagang ma aasahan... THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zil - busmate, schoolmate, TKD mate, at kung ano-ano pang mate, tnx at binibigyan mo ako ng kung ano-anong mga trip, ikaw nagturo sakin kung paano maging "walang-hiya!" alam mo na yun... XD TNX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille F. - oo we just met nga a few months back, pero feel ko 2 years na din kitang kasama... friend tnx sa pagkinig sa mga storya ko... grabe nagiging madaldal ako dahil sayo! TNX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica - MOCCA! OLD SEATMATE! tnx sa sanctuary dati ah... tnx sa pagiging open-loyal friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpsquad/PSP central (AKA barkada na naka upo sa gitna ng canteen sa likod ng patok na noodle shop! XD)&lt;br /&gt;(Paopao, Lenard, Gab, Raffy, Enzo, Joseph, Raymund, Jairo, Joshua)&lt;br /&gt;- guys thanks for the times na kumain tayo at one table, and gumagawa ng kung ano-anong kalokohan (mapa PSP, anime, sound trip, foodtrip, trip-trip, and kung ano-ano pang trip)&lt;br /&gt;the sharing, the advice, the lessons... basta tnx guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physci 2010 - Physci friends, tnx for the 2 wonderful HS years, far better than my other 2 years... (nuff said... XD) OHANA! *ohana means family, family means no one gets left behind... ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil wandering loner ako THANK YOU din sa Gazeebo people, Lounge cru, Pastries, Trufflez(?), and all the other wonderful people and barkadas na na meet ko... tnx sa makulay na HS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, I still have no idea whether BS Physics with Material Science and Engineering ako sa ADMU or BS Mechanical Engineering ako sa DLSU... can you guys help me choose, by sharing your opinions? THANK YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-2825522850560259184?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/2825522850560259184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-little-late-but-its-never-too-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/2825522850560259184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/2825522850560259184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-little-late-but-its-never-too-late.html' title='Its a LITTLE late, but its never too late... ;))'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-5600562176813838913</id><published>2010-04-06T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:27:16.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Shout Out Everything Now?</title><content type='html'>right now I am a heap of emotional mess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please bear with whatever I write here, because I really need to get this all off my chest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I stare at random objects at random times,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I'm guilty of hiding secrets and deceptions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I'm thinking of what is, what was, and what will happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many know me as a mild mannered, silent, composed, individualist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What many don't know is that I just care for my own ends... selfish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let people use me like a doormat, I let myself be stepped on because I don't fight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a wallflower in a person's life, insignificant, but a bug in a windshield...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so purposeless that I let myself be expendable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many friends, many great friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet I find myself alone most of the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am but immature, unlovable, and a slave to my own rules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been raised not to take my chances,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so chances have been passing by all my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too scared to break the rules, and too scared to break my bones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people have mocked me at almost every step of my way, I act indifferent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but every little thing is a big gash too much to bear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a great actor everyday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing smiles, when all I felt was hate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying "I'm fine", when I truly meant "help me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did I truly love another, when I did not truly love myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did I love myself then, when all I did was throw myself away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me emotional if you want... I just want this out... I want the world to know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly I want my friends to know how I really feel inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are reading this right now, it is either:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-you're a friend of mine, who took some of their own time just to read this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-you have randomly stumbled upon my blog, and now you probably think I need some form of theraphy... (you're probably right! HAHAHAH!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;either way... THANK YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Others say F.M.L. (f*ck my life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but I should say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;F.M.L. (Fix My Life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-kens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-5600562176813838913?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/5600562176813838913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-i-shout-out-everything-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5600562176813838913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5600562176813838913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-i-shout-out-everything-now.html' title='Can I Shout Out Everything Now?'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-5496270587944394521</id><published>2010-03-16T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T09:35:50.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinamaan...</title><content type='html'>Ok... free-time... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so shaken, and yet so vigorous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the coming events...&lt;br /&gt;the shocking revelations people just discovered recently...&lt;br /&gt;or the fact that every time you try to do something good, you end up being ridiculed for doing the right thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that last one still gets me wounded up... personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you know me, you know i'm the kind of person who just sits still and watches the events taking place in front of me...&lt;br /&gt;so the situation at hand...&lt;br /&gt;I found it too hard to bear any longer...&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be hero and just reacted on an impulsed instinct to stop the senseless hurting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the injustice here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they did stop...&lt;br /&gt;but transferred their attention to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"oh look the hero! the hero whose duty is to protect those who are harmed"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All that, just because I stopped them from performing their "act of friendship" with the person concerned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was one of those situations where my selfcontrol is being tested...&lt;br /&gt;it was one of those situations where another person would've just thrown a punch and be done with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but me? I just kept silent... bloodlust tempting me to just follow the urge...&lt;br /&gt;o how I both hate and love that urge, I want to just let it lose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I don't... which is good... although it is scaring that I should remain a push-over when it comes to those kinds of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... my bottom line is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"why does society have to be so evil?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... now that that's out of my system... man that was a long awkward rant... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share a story now... a part of a love story that hits me right in the face... :D XD : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the girl asked the boy, "why me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the boy just stood silent and looked into the distance, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then the girl asked again, "answer the question, why me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then the boy finally answered, "I don't know, I don't know why."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they both stood silent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;until the boy broke the silence and faced the girl, and said, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I don't know why, but I do know that I was aimless, I was lost, I was desperate to leave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day, when everything was too much to bear, I was crying then, I prayed to God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God help me, help me decide on my path, show me the way, show me the light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The after a while, I chose to stay against my own better judgement. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then the day came that I returned to stay, thats when you came along.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That day, God answered my prayer, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I asked God to show me a light to guide me in the darkest nights of my life, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He showed me you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after that they both stood silent and the boy continued.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Its been many months since then, and there were times I didn't know what to feel, I honestly wanted to give up and move on. There were times that I was beginning to lose whatever it was that I feel, and then you do something that reminded me of the first time I noticed you. There were times that we were apart for a long time, and yet every day that I don't see you, the more that I think about you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'll stop here, its too loooooong! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wondering what happens next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECRET!!! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;waw... is it just me or is this post just one of my longest posts ever!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-kens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-5496270587944394521?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/5496270587944394521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2010/03/tinamaan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5496270587944394521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5496270587944394521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2010/03/tinamaan.html' title='Tinamaan...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-5482401559926701265</id><published>2010-03-02T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T08:55:04.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been fun... The Twist(s) in my story...</title><content type='html'>*boink!&lt;br /&gt;wassup with my title?&lt;br /&gt;the album by secondhand serenade... I just added the "(s)"&lt;br /&gt;*no it does not entail emoness... *ok maybe a little...&lt;br /&gt;But its just fitting for the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its been 2 months since my last post and I bet no one missed me... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before Does anyone read this? (I have not idea, seriously!)&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I post today?&lt;br /&gt;well the question is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why didn't I post something for two months?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer: "projects! TONS of it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I had to finish the filipino thesis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Procastinated from making my math project... (which, as it seems, was never returned to me... 99 na kaya ako dun?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finish my physics project... (It was an EPIC FAIL! due to the "EXCELLENT" output of my current camera... A.K.A. my phone) (X_x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oh and remember me mentioning about an english thesis that was forgotten by time?&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need I mention more? (I won't! my head is exploding already! hahahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats why I didn't post anything for 2 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why am I posting now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of, because I'm bored...&lt;br /&gt;secondly, because I have a lot of things to unload...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS MARCH! WE"RE GRADUATING!&lt;br /&gt;LIFE AS I (WE) KNOW IT, IS CHANGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't train for the month of february! My cardio has suffered a heavy blow again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College? I passed 2 colleges... Waitlisted(but passed) in ateneo, passed (and not waitlisted) in la salle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College in dublin?&lt;br /&gt;SHET! I DON"T WANT TO GO! BUT I HAVE TO! I MUST! FOR A BETTER FUTURE!&lt;br /&gt;But I'd have to leave everyone... people I know and love...&lt;br /&gt;I was never expecting to graduate from san beda, not hating it... ( I always thought it was a hellhouse, at least for the first 2 years)&lt;br /&gt;But thats all changed now... I don't want to leave... The twist in my story... (*toinks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take this opportunity (if anyone I know is reading this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"WHOEVER YOU ARE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANK YOU FOR BEING IN MY LIFE!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on a completely random note:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what if someone loved you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you went separate lives...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then, 7 long years later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nothing changed for that person...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that person never broke contact with you, always tried to be friend, and some such....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how would you feel for such a person? (as I've said, random...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, I almost forgot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my long lost best friend just returned to PH from Neatherland(s?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for good... atleast until he goes to college... (3 years from now probably)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now the twist of faith here is... it might be my turn to leave... XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats enough for tonight my laptop is on battery power and its dying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=)) (X_x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-kens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;share ko lang:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Kaya sa pakikisama sa mga mahal natin sa buhay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;habang naririyan pa sila,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kailangan natin ikasiya ang bawat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEGUNDO, MENUTO, AT ORAS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na kasama natin sila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sapagkat, baka magsisi na lang tayo at matauhan na isang araw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wala na pala sila sa ating piling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saka lang tayo manghihinayang at magsisisi"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-someone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mensahe ko sa nagsulat nito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-"oo nga naman..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-"ayaw ko manghinayang at magsisi..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-5482401559926701265?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/5482401559926701265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-fun-twists-in-my-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5482401559926701265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5482401559926701265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-fun-twists-in-my-story.html' title='Its been fun... The Twist(s) in my story...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-2667568648732590256</id><published>2009-12-23T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T11:58:54.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday was oblivion... Today is a present...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday was but a dream...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow is but a vision...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But Today is a present...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so it's not word for word...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sure ALMOST anyone who passed 3rd year should know about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a present...&lt;br /&gt;and so is this very moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh look at that... that last second just passed..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X_x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since I posted...&lt;br /&gt;its not like anyone would bother reading about my random ramblings...&lt;br /&gt;(except for two occasions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo...&lt;br /&gt;I just had a rockin' month (and a half)...&lt;br /&gt;Physics project&lt;br /&gt;Filipino Thesis (GGGGGRRRRRR)&lt;br /&gt;and an english thesis that our teacher might have forgotten about (YEY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm in malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;This would be the first time I'd be spending Christmas in another country...&lt;br /&gt;Frankly... I like Christmas back home...&lt;br /&gt;it's just a holiday for people around here... (heck... A ONE DAY HOLIDAY FOR WORKING PEOPLE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not a celebration of anythings... its just a holiday in a caledar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to understand though... I'm not in a christian country... (this explains a lot of things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss PH (Philippines)right now...&lt;br /&gt;but you know... FAMILY FIRST :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite the holidays... there's always that project that you have to work on...&lt;br /&gt;MATH PROJECT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I can't be complaining... it would've been easier if I were back home...&lt;br /&gt;Atleast I had the guts to try and ask a Singaporean Engineer for an interview...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!! oh look!!!! singaporean very busy... :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awell I'll just have to stick with filipino engineers and my dad...&lt;br /&gt;at least I got interviews when I get back... hehehehehe... :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the the point is...&lt;br /&gt;I STILL HAVE FRIKKIN' WORK DURING THE HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that concludes my ranting for today... Its like SUPER late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Kenneth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p.s. lets just say that the days are passing way too quickly for my liking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-2667568648732590256?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/2667568648732590256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-was-oblivion-today-is-present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/2667568648732590256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/2667568648732590256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-was-oblivion-today-is-present.html' title='Yesterday was oblivion... Today is a present...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-5734794934003512176</id><published>2009-09-26T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:16:30.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a year since then...</title><content type='html'>hay... september's coming to an end... so many memories...&lt;br /&gt;so many moments... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;september's a very magical month isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like everyone had something going on...&lt;br /&gt;tempers rose...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... my friends are scared... I was biting their heads off during almost every lunch time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on other news... SECTION 42 WON ECO-SONGFEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ND PLACE VIDEO (live performance still to be held! 1st place anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uQNgRW8zm-k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uQNgRW8zm-k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO PHYSCI!!! FOR THE WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play presentation is over... dramafest is on october... I'LL JOIN PRODTEAM AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;despite the excessive "PRODUCTIVENESS" that I (and other people) would experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh... I have one important question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO WE HAVE TO MAKE TESES!? ( I think thats plural for thesis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I can see the purpose of it, but why is it required for everyone!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( JOIN THE ANTI-THESIS MOVEMENT!!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been running on coffee power for too long...&lt;br /&gt;Its time I fixed that... must sleep as early as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school, taekwon-do, other randomly appearing stuff... but only limited time...&lt;br /&gt;gggggggrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting eye-"sacks" na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and I seem to have "forgotten" to write my spiritual experience for cve today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awell tomorrows another day... I still have to think of something to write... *sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ranting again wasn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for reading! I've just know that people are actually read this thing... hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I don't find myself accidentally sleeping on the floor again... its already late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kenneth, ken-ken, kens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Its been a year since then,&lt;br /&gt;Since the time I whispered in your ear...&lt;br /&gt;And nothing has changed...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way I was reading orpheus and eurydice earlier... I hope you like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vcu.edu/engweb/webtexts/eurydice/eurydicemyth.html"&gt;http://www.vcu.edu/engweb/webtexts/eurydice/eurydicemyth.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-5734794934003512176?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/5734794934003512176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-year-since-then.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5734794934003512176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5734794934003512176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-year-since-then.html' title='Its been a year since then...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-5339038460570565238</id><published>2009-09-16T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:12:02.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September...</title><content type='html'>its been weeks since my last post. and now that its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;september&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD STUFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FUN! FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I'll just share this... September is a very special month for me... it has been for so many years... don't ask why... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just it... Its always been September...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me... or is it the "KILLER" academic schedule... OR THE EXTRA BONDING TIME...?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hhhhhmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't slept properly in 3 days...&lt;br /&gt;I guess tonight's not really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... I realized so many things... I have to change somethings... and I hope its for the better... if not for the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff to do? (a whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;frickin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' lot)&lt;br /&gt; -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;eco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-song...&lt;br /&gt;-play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;presemtation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LT1&lt;br /&gt;-fill up la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;salle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; form&lt;br /&gt;-SUBMIT la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;salle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; form&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;MAPUA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; form?&lt;br /&gt;-finally learn how to slap and pop...&lt;br /&gt;-Thesis(es)&lt;br /&gt;-written (oral) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ateneo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; entrance test...&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Blackbelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; promotion test&lt;br /&gt;-study for Blackbelt promotion test (thats right taekwon-do ain't just kicking and fighting... I gotta readand study stuff too...)&lt;br /&gt;-buy 2-4 more fishes for my fish tank... (there look lonely and "coy")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and while doing all this... lets get enough sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hhhhhmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bwahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The more challeges I face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The More reasons I love you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-R.E. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Fenris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well ain't this just my most randomly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;redundant&lt;/span&gt; insane post ever...? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first time I saw you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were an angel amongst men...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you brought me closer to God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I keep thanking Him that we met...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-kens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Inspired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt;... September &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;kasi&lt;/span&gt; eh! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(355 days ago by now...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-5339038460570565238?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/5339038460570565238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/09/september.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5339038460570565238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5339038460570565238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/09/september.html' title='September...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-1850698472168684136</id><published>2009-08-26T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T06:41:42.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thinking straight again!</title><content type='html'>Weird things happen when you see a flash of lightning in the night sky while walking home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of so many things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered all the reasons why I kept moving during these past few years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every wonderful reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the oldest...&lt;br /&gt;To the newest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that I think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this had been happening to me a lot of times recently...&lt;br /&gt;not the flash of lightning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pushed down then raised up again...&lt;br /&gt;I Forgot... then I Remembered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the same reasons...&lt;br /&gt;and  more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have assignments to do... hahaha... I'm out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ken-ken...&lt;br /&gt;inspired again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(strength is nothing when you have nothing to fight for)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. tournament on sunday! omg! hahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-1850698472168684136?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/1850698472168684136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-thinking-straight-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/1850698472168684136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/1850698472168684136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-thinking-straight-again.html' title='I thinking straight again!'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-2121674599713727586</id><published>2009-08-25T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:09:20.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentally strained... Physically tired...</title><content type='html'>EMOTE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUN&lt;br /&gt;CRY&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT&lt;br /&gt;TEAR APART&lt;br /&gt;PUNCH&lt;br /&gt;KICK&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH MENIACALLY&lt;br /&gt;SMILE&lt;br /&gt;FROWN&lt;br /&gt;CHARGE&lt;br /&gt;TROTTLE&lt;br /&gt;BASH&lt;br /&gt;TACKLE&lt;br /&gt;STAB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could do all this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be left with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A body with no humane spirit...&lt;br /&gt;but very very satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't do all that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm better than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm better than a revenge seeking BASTARD!&lt;br /&gt;Who behind his fancy sweet words...&lt;br /&gt;told lies... and played with hearts...&lt;br /&gt;gloried at the plight of others...&lt;br /&gt;and sought vengence to satify his own hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have minded much if he never involved a friend...&lt;br /&gt;but I can't just stay away like that... Not now...&lt;br /&gt;I just can't leave... I won't... I don't want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head's been hurting... my heart's been pumping faster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get engulfed in a bloodlust I fight hard to stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I don't explode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt anger to this degree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consuming... clouding... weakening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ken-ken&lt;br /&gt;(you mess with my friends... you mess with me...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-2121674599713727586?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/2121674599713727586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/08/mentally-strained-physically-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/2121674599713727586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/2121674599713727586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/08/mentally-strained-physically-tired.html' title='Mentally strained... Physically tired...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-3779544981991627680</id><published>2009-08-22T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:44:42.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAH! THE SONG'S STUCK IN MY HEAD!</title><content type='html'>AS THE TITLE SUGGEST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song is stuck in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby We're Invincible - A Rocket To The Moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting to make my move&lt;br /&gt;But I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you got&lt;br /&gt;Better things to doI'll touch your hand&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;It's cliche I know&lt;br /&gt;But baby it's the price we pay&lt;br /&gt;To get the things we've wanted&lt;br /&gt;To get the things we've left behind&lt;br /&gt;It's what you've wanted&lt;br /&gt;What you needed&lt;br /&gt;What you've always dreamt about&lt;br /&gt;Don't take another step&lt;br /&gt;And don't breathe another breath&lt;br /&gt;Unless you're coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trusting you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm taking the long way home&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving&lt;br /&gt;And it's not because of you&lt;br /&gt;Will you just hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;And never let me go?&lt;br /&gt;I know this whole things wrong&lt;br /&gt;But baby, we're invincible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could take these words&lt;br /&gt;And fill them up with air&lt;br /&gt;I'd fly you to the stars&lt;br /&gt;So we can disappear&lt;br /&gt;If I could take your heart&lt;br /&gt;And keep it close to me&lt;br /&gt;I swear it will not break&lt;br /&gt;I swear it will not bleed&lt;br /&gt;And IBelieve&lt;br /&gt;Just anything you say&lt;br /&gt;If you would tell me to get lost&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask "how far away?"&lt;br /&gt;And now it's getting late&lt;br /&gt;And I can't keep my eyes open&lt;br /&gt;But my hearts open for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trusting you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm taking the long way home&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving&lt;br /&gt;It's not because of you&lt;br /&gt;Will you just hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;And never let me go?&lt;br /&gt; I know this whole things wrong&lt;br /&gt;But baby, we're invincible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you just hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;And never let me go?&lt;br /&gt;I know this whole things wrong&lt;br /&gt;But baby, we're invincible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you just hold me tight (I see you)&lt;br /&gt;And never let me go? (I'm waiting to make my move)&lt;br /&gt;I know this whole things wrong (But I'm scared and I know)&lt;br /&gt;But baby, we're invincible (That you got better things to do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trusting you (If I could take these words)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm taking the long way home (And fill them up with air)&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving (I'd fly you to the stars)And it's not because of you (So we can disappear)&lt;br /&gt;Will you just hold me tight (If I could take your heart)&lt;br /&gt;And never let me go? (and keep it close to me)&lt;br /&gt;I know this whole things wrong (I swear it will not break)&lt;br /&gt;But baby, we're invincible (I swear it will not bleed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trusting you (If I could take these words)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm taking the long way home (And fill them up with air)&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving (I'd fly you to the stars)&lt;br /&gt;And it's not because of you (So we can disappear)&lt;br /&gt;Will you just hold me tight (If I could take your heart)&lt;br /&gt;And never let me go? (and keep it close to me)&lt;br /&gt;I know this whole things wrong (I swear it will not break)&lt;br /&gt;But baby, we're invincible (I swear it will not bleed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It just stikes me for so odd reason... maybe its the lyrics...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ahahahahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and I just had a weird and dull day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and I feel so hollow...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yet I have this weird thingly feeling that there's something important happening right now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hhhhhmmmmm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lot of people seemed to be depressed...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;someone loves you... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they can be anywhere... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they could be beside you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but it doesn't matter where they are...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they just care for you... remember that...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this only proves that I have too much spare(wasted) time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-ken-ken&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-3779544981991627680?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/3779544981991627680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/08/gah-songs-stuck-in-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/3779544981991627680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/3779544981991627680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/08/gah-songs-stuck-in-my-head.html' title='GAH! THE SONG&apos;S STUCK IN MY HEAD!'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-7583736961355718081</id><published>2009-08-20T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:43:39.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Happily Satisfactory Day! (man thats a mouthfull)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/So145xJcl_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/aFyoVTxhToc/s1600-h/DSC02211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372082864363706354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/So145xJcl_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/aFyoVTxhToc/s200/DSC02211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had the weirdest(ly) weirdy twisted day EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bwahahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;clearly I had a nice day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it didn't really start so well... as usual... (puyat nanaman ako)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that and I was "blind" the whole schoolday... *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but other than that I'm in good spirits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;unlike the past 3days... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ugh..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets just say I became a heaping mess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha! at least its over right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this only goes to show that any hardship is a test that must be learned from...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like last monday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw something that both mortified me... and yet changed me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now I learned something out of that... I gained something else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;truly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A blessing in disguise..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so grateful to someone who gave me a "small" gift last christmas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It cheered me up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still amazingly lovestruck by a whole array of coincidences with one common (factor?)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bwahahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;most importantly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Just think of the positives...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And just hang on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things are moving faster with each passing day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of us just tend to trip...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if you just get up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And keep moving forward...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything will be fine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And before you know it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BETTER..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-R.E. Fenris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its getting late...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I gotta sleep na...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-ken-ken...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(I'm here ... Still here... Alway here... If you have any problem...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-7583736961355718081?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/7583736961355718081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/08/weird-happily-satisfactory-day-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/7583736961355718081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/7583736961355718081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/08/weird-happily-satisfactory-day-man.html' title='Weird Happily Satisfactory Day! (man thats a mouthfull)'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/So145xJcl_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/aFyoVTxhToc/s72-c/DSC02211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-2955136212114171665</id><published>2009-08-15T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T09:48:35.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY! CORRECTION!</title><content type='html'>My last post was posted on AUGUST 16, 12:30 AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway while I'm here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalagay ko nalang yung mga banat na natutunan ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-keyboard kaba? type kita eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mahilig kaba sa asukal? ang tamis ng ngiti mo eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ms. I forgot your name... may I call you "mine"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH! (-thanks to the people who wrote these!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto malufet na quote...(I want to never forget this...EVER!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo lang alam...&lt;br /&gt;para sakin...&lt;br /&gt;minahal mo na ako ng sobra...&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo lang namalayan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kenneth D. Nyanasengeran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohoo! er... hangang jan na ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulog na nga ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ken-ken...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-2955136212114171665?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/2955136212114171665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-correction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/2955136212114171665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/2955136212114171665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-correction.html' title='HEY! CORRECTION!'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-4378423052514687407</id><published>2009-07-24T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T09:25:39.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel something odd...</title><content type='html'>UP-DOWN-UP-DOWN-UP-DOWN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ups and Downs... Like the past "weeks"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I haven't posted in a while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lot of lessons learned,&lt;br /&gt;Like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-never try to pull an all-nighter ever AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have a higher tendency to shout when I have lack of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-coffee can only bring you so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-leaders don't over-react... -Secret Code #3 (damn that hit me hard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pag mali na yung nauna, mali na lahat ng susunod... (maraming beses nang nauulit sakin X_x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Protocol #1 can save your life... (haha! *plop! ... splat*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My life is in disarray and I need to fix it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the answer is in front of you, JUST LOOK! (haha, this came out of nowhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Idleness is the enemy of the soul... (now that's deep...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-your enemy is a friend, and the enemy of your enemy is YOUR friend... (check out the logic in this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love the sinner, hate the sin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Be gentle to the weak, and tough to the strong. - Founder's Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-teach with actions rather than words. -Founder's Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I learned a lot for the past weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I have a "prophecy" for myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"on the 9th day of 10th month, 2009 years after a very significant event&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my internal organs might become external organs... beware!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-ken-ken&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-4378423052514687407?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/4378423052514687407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-something-odd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/4378423052514687407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/4378423052514687407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-something-odd.html' title='I feel something odd...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-5057887081666083725</id><published>2009-07-02T00:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T02:11:41.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith is a very playful being, now isn't it...</title><content type='html'>lets see... since the last time I posted something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-been to the province...&lt;br /&gt;-been to singapore and malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;-trained for half of the summer...&lt;br /&gt;-joined two tournaments...&lt;br /&gt;-been to a review center...&lt;br /&gt;-got forced to get badminton lessons...&lt;br /&gt;-sponsored a couple of people...&lt;br /&gt;-other stuff I might have forgotten? hahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what happened over the summer. sounds fun right?&lt;br /&gt;but I want to do something new. here are my plans that I want to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I do someday...&lt;br /&gt;like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-skydive!&lt;br /&gt;-go camping somewhere besides the school!&lt;br /&gt;-get a bass guitar.&lt;br /&gt;-learn how to play a bass guitar.&lt;br /&gt;-maybe get a guitar.&lt;br /&gt;-learn how to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;-finally do a summersault!&lt;br /&gt;-learn ninjutsu!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think this list can go on and on and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed life by a long shot... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on I must grab every frikin oppertunity I can experience...&lt;br /&gt;RAWR! YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Ken-ken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-5057887081666083725?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/5057887081666083725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/07/faith-is-very-playful-being-now-isnt-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5057887081666083725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/5057887081666083725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/07/faith-is-very-playful-being-now-isnt-it.html' title='Faith is a very playful being, now isn&apos;t it...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-2463959183391107898</id><published>2009-07-01T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:21:59.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive!!!</title><content type='html'>After months of not posting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must post again tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually forgot my URL...&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta sleep, gotta stick to a promise...&lt;br /&gt;-Ken-ken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. School got suspended... here's the module link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sanbeda-alabang.edu.ph/News/Learning-Module/Learning-Modules-4thYear.html"&gt;http://www.sanbeda-alabang.edu.ph/News/Learning-Module/Learning-Modules-4thYear.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-2463959183391107898?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/2463959183391107898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/2463959183391107898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/2463959183391107898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive!!!'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-8191806856838925592</id><published>2009-02-17T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:17:07.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think too much... this only proves it...</title><content type='html'>usually you hear or read something in the bible...&lt;br /&gt;I just got it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The first shall become the last,&lt;br /&gt;and the last will become the first"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very odd how I got it really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a toy with balls circling around a hole...&lt;br /&gt;there were 4 balls, each one came into the circle at different times...&lt;br /&gt;usually you'd say the first one drops in the hole first... nope...&lt;br /&gt;the last one that came in, went down the hole first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does this relate in life...??&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the the circle represents life...&lt;br /&gt;because for most... life goes in circles... for some cycles&lt;br /&gt;to break free from the circle or cycle...&lt;br /&gt;so if you take the time to think,&lt;br /&gt;before entering into the circle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am I doing this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just bored!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-kens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-8191806856838925592?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/8191806856838925592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-too-much-this-only-proves-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/8191806856838925592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/8191806856838925592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-too-much-this-only-proves-it.html' title='I think too much... this only proves it...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-7685096787041326253</id><published>2009-02-09T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:23:02.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some things are not worth forgeting...</title><content type='html'>wahahhahaha... damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this day was both one of the best and worst days I had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like being angry and happy at the same time... weird...(but most of all retarded)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... I'll start with my morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late(again)... 20 minutes before my bus arrived...&lt;br /&gt;I just finished putting on my uniform when the bus came so I was like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CRUD!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I din't eat... and as I was rushing towards the bus,&lt;br /&gt;I realized I forgot my chain of keys...(It has everything I'll need... from the gate key to my flashdrive...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I was like "THE HECK!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really needed it today...(I'll explain in a while...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I got in the bus... everything was well until we reached the school...&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT MY DANGED I.D.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA... I got pass the guards easily... very easily... hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically I was swearing the whole morning... hehehehe, I'm laughing now because its over... and I din't get a scratch... hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... to add to my morning miseries that time was, there's a new sitting arrangement... I'm complaining of coarse... but I have no right... others have it worst... atleast Kyle(A.K.A. snowman/snow/white/yang/demonic) is behind me... fat is close by... but its no fun if Carlo's not near him... I have the other Karlo instead which makes it a bit bad...[I hope I survive the remaining 4 weeks :(]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of 4 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT I DON'T WANT THE SCHOOL YEAR TO END :( WAAA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here I was 8 months ago, never thinking I'll say his... but alas I did :[)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... my morning was bad... not to mention me being I.D.-less...(I was wearing my jacket as if its my second skin...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fun started just as chemistry was ending... jiggy was annoying me me so I "accidentally" tried to twist/brake his arm of... and after that, I "accidentally" jumped on lenard, my arm "accidentally" catching his neck, and almost pile-driving him... I'm not worried... they're OK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah... so I vented my anger by recess time... meheheheheheeheh... fun stuff started happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first was CVE, but its always fun anyway... we were talking about alcoholism... too bad an obsever came by... by the end of the period, carlo raised a question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Carlo:"why do people get addicted to alcohol???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sir:"I can't explain it in words, BUT I'LL GLADLY SHOW YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;MEHEHEEHHEEH..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so basically CVE ended with a bang... and an assignment... *sigh... awell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to carlo... we were laughing so hard... until I mentioned something I won't type here... *he kicked me in the balls!!!! hahahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda expecting that from him, so I managed to recover quickly... before miss noticed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEY!!! we were having a spelling review/recetation/contest(not sure really)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what word I spelled...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;miss:3rd row, spell the word "kohl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I stood up first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss: ok kenneth spell the word kohl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: kohl... K-O-H-L... kohl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss: please give the meaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everyone was sniggering... including me...(it had to do with the fact that&lt;br /&gt;I was the one saying it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ... hahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: kohl... a preparation of "BLACK" makeup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everyone started laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss: give sentence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: I don't use kohl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everyone was laughing really hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dam... hahahahhahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting happened after that... nothing "much"...&lt;br /&gt;*its not something I'll type here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, do you remember my chain of keys???&lt;br /&gt;remember it has my flashdrive???&lt;br /&gt;I really needed it... or so I thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;coleen: kenneth the script for SS did you print it yet???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: oh right!!! dammit!!! *I ran all the way to the library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*at the library...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: kuya, I want to print something, *I showed him my flashdrive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya: ei, read this... *points to a sign to the right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"THERE SHALL BE NO PRINTING OF CONTENT, FROM USB'S AND DISKETTES"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER READING THIS I WAS LIKE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH &lt;a href="mailto:%$^#%^@$#%$%&amp;amp;$%"&gt;%$^#%^@$#%$%&amp;amp;$%&lt;/a&gt;!!!! I ran all the way there just for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget this day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The day the library became useless..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhahah....&lt;br /&gt;its not completely useless... as of now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awell... hahhhaahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now...&lt;br /&gt;TO MY ASSIGNMENTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Kens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-7685096787041326253?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/7685096787041326253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-things-are-not-worth-forgeting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/7685096787041326253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/7685096787041326253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-things-are-not-worth-forgeting.html' title='some things are not worth forgeting...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-1748559026993155093</id><published>2009-01-20T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T07:03:09.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new retarded post... waste of bandwidth...</title><content type='html'>very odd... I'm hooked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of free-time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do... what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;Cheering competion tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;GO JUNIORS GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"everyone is looking for someone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who can make them happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet there are those who would sacrifice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;their own happiness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the happiness of the person they love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if this is the case..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just can't finish this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know how...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;help...???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Kens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-1748559026993155093?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/1748559026993155093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-retarded-post-waste-of-bandwidth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/1748559026993155093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/1748559026993155093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-retarded-post-waste-of-bandwidth.html' title='new retarded post... waste of bandwidth...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673569291786147007.post-6815264380998682285</id><published>2009-01-16T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:50:08.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I didn't really see this coming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure my good friend azguri could've influenced me...&lt;br /&gt;but that was a month ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLOG!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"now what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I really have no idea..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"awell"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hhhmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;interesting.... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;efing html... &lt;p&gt;there... much better...(if you are losing track, I understand... I lost track too)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so much for my first post...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;awell... I'll post when something interesting happens...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Kens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4673569291786147007-6815264380998682285?l=kenriarc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/feeds/6815264380998682285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/6815264380998682285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673569291786147007/posts/default/6815264380998682285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenriarc.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-post.html' title='First Post!!!'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00771492861544406114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqL2H87f5FA/SXFk4KeWEQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6N4M3Vj16wk/S220/1_572711315l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
