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    <title>WOOHOO!</title>
    <published>2007-06-09T15:20:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Byebye, Polsci!! I'm shiftiiiiiiiing!!! Woooooot!</content>
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    <title>SHIFT?!</title>
    <published>2007-05-25T17:01:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-25T17:01:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">To shift or not to shift? Hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER'S ALMOST OVER!&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to swim in a swimming pool, not ONCE this summer.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dazedkid:16756</id>
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    <title>Thanks for friends :)</title>
    <published>2007-05-02T17:06:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-02T17:23:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Can You Feel the Love Tonight (Instrumental) :)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;My gay Math prof is so.. empowering. Haha! His favorite quote is &lt;strong&gt;"It's better to be &lt;em&gt;tanga&lt;/em&gt; for a minute then be &lt;em&gt;tanga &lt;/em&gt;forever!"&lt;/strong&gt; and I also love how he sees Math as a sport you have to practice and train for to be good at. At the beginning of summer class, he emphasized that we have to work like&amp;nbsp;a horse (yep, horse was the exact word he used! hahaha), and that we are varsity players training in Math. We have to undergo the process not just for the sake of achieving the goal, but also for the experience of undergoing the process with your eyes on the goal. The goal means nothing without the experience of the process, he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- -&amp;nbsp;- - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Spiderman 3 yesterday and it was a so-so.&amp;nbsp;Wouldn't&amp;nbsp;really&amp;nbsp;say I loved it, not like Cinema Paradiso. This particular scene annoyed me, the one with Spidey jumping off rooftops and at this particular rooftop there was this BIG American flag serving as his background (with the wind effect on the flag &lt;em&gt;pa ha&lt;/em&gt;!). Then off he jumps/swings to another rooftop. What was that all about? The funny part was, Crisette and I reacted similarly, and it's probably the effect of being UP students. But hey, it was really out of the blue, and it wasn't exactly appropriate for the situation. HA-HA. Talk about subliminal messaging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh thanks to Crisette for the treat! So nice of you to think of asking me first with your extra ticket. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends! Especially Joni, Martin, Josh, Chuckie and whoever else they conspired with to make me&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;THIS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 187px" height="235" width="314" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/dazedkid/pic/0000155k" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SCRAPBOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was actually intended for last year's grad&amp;nbsp;heart-breaking thing, but Chuck just dropped it off last night. Talk about LATE! Haha but it was very much appreciated. So thoughtful:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just reeeeally love my friends. :) Thanks for them! Oooh for my siblings too!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I'm baaaaack!</title>
    <published>2007-04-28T10:36:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-28T10:43:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm back! I felt like I was asleep the past few months when the year started.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I realized how important telling the truth is. Yeah, call me stupid for not knowing how important it is, but in reality, I really believed there was nothing wrong with lying. What's so wrong about lying? What's so good about telling the truth? Goodness is relative anyway, that's what I thought. But through events that took place during the beginning of 2007, I learned the value of honesty and why they say it's the best policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth and trust are like twins, they stick together no matter how much you try to separate them. I won't go into detail, as I'll be blabbering all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I just met recently repeatedly talked about how lying won't get me anywhere and how I could destroy trust by letting the truth out. He was actually trying to make me understand that once summer started, but I was so deaf and blind to not notice it at all. Maybe that's his purpose in my life, to foreshadow the coming events. If I only listened.. but hey, there's no room for regrets now, and as they say, you only gain from experiences, whether it be bad or good. Yes, here comes the optimistic Claudia again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did I learn about honesty and trust, but I also realized that sometimes we should take the time to just LISTEN. Stop with what you're busy with for a moment and take the time to listen. Breathe for a moment, relax a little :) Sometimes, because of the rustle of stuff that's keeping you busy, you wouldn't hear those simple messages, signs or advice that's trying to help you live your life a little better. As they say, no man (or woman XD) is an island, and nobody could ever live alone. Learn from others. Listen to what they have to say, whether they be someone important in your life or someone who you were simply in the room with for just 5 minutes. Listen and learn.</content>
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    <title>randomly malabo</title>
    <published>2007-01-19T01:50:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-19T02:08:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everyone's growing so old! There are debuts (18th birthday coming-out parties) left and right. Aaaack.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to the people who just had their birthday and will be having theirs soon. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone give me a treatment for an addiction of cutting classes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's up? I've been dedicating myself to my organization, UP Samahan sa Agham Pampulitika or UP SAPUL. This is the nearest I get to the Political Science world in UP because this semester, I wasn't able to get a freaking major. Weird, right? Yeaaaah. They ran out of slots for us, which I may just add, is plainly stupid. Because of this, I would have to take my major supposedly taken on my second semester during summer. Sheesh. No summah break for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot to mention! Leadership training with the Magallanes people was great :) Wuhoo! Swimming at the Lazos' place in Cabuyao, Laguna. Yessss. It was relaxation with a touch of muscle pains afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for Malaysia next week. What I'm going to do there, I don't know. Hahahaha. Kidding. It's a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaay, I'm blurting out the most random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Wish us luck in our report on Monday! Plus the coming exams :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love.</content>
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    <title>Huwag niyong basahin nang hindi magsayang ng oras :)</title>
    <published>2007-01-12T04:05:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-12T04:09:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Huwag basahin ang mga sumusunod kung hindi mo balak magsayang ng oras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang.. dapat yata Tagalog ang gamitin ko sa mga susunod na &lt;em&gt;entry&lt;/em&gt; dito. Hindi ko alam, parang masaya siguro 'yon. Bakit nga ba ingles ang ginagamit ko sa mga nakaraan kong lagay? Hmmm. Baka dahil mas madali mag-ingles kapag nagsusulat o sa situwasyong ito, pagtatatayp (tf?! haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay hindi pala maaari. Paano naman ang kaibigan kong nagbabasa mula sa New Jersey? Hindi na niya mauunawaan ang mga pinaglalagay ko, malamang. Ano beh. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, wala akong magawa. Wala! Wala, wala. Walaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na naman ako pumasok muli sa aking klase. Bakit? Hindi ko rin alam.&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay isang "adik" pagdating sa pagliliban ng mga klase. Masama 'yon, alam ko. E ganoon talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakapanibago magtayp(?) sa ating wikang pambansa. Subukan n'yo, parang... basta, iba. Hahahaha. Hindi ko maipaliwanag! Kaya ayaw kong nagkakaroon ng mga klaseng Tagalog ang ginagamit bilang &lt;em&gt;medium&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;of instruction &lt;/em&gt;e. Kailangan mong magpasa ng mga papel at sumagot ng mga pagsusulit sa Tagalog. Mahirap 'yun. Pero sa pananaw ko 'yun, siyempre. Kaya 'wag maki-alam. Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Usual Things on a Usual Day Unusually Caught My Attention</title>
    <published>2007-01-10T20:28:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-21T07:46:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Julian's Christmas CD!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I miss blogging. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Today was depressing for me, but I'm not speaking personally. Well, I sort of am since I consider national issues a part of who I am, and this day was all about my being a Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home today for UP, at about noon, I took my usual route going home. I commuted alone today, without my usual companions Chuchay, Ate Dee, Helen, or Kuya Grego. It was a Wednesday, and I only went to school for my exam. There were&amp;nbsp;four usual things that negatively caught my attention on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, as the jeep was immobile for a moment because of a traffic light, I noticed a man who was peeing on a cemented wall. The worse part is that a urinal (the pink one put up by the MMDA) was less than 10 meters away from him. God, the inconsideration.&lt;br /&gt;Second, at the same stop, a man was walking ordinarily as he stopped, pulled out the gum he was chewing, and stuck it at this post along the sidewalk. Talk about eeew.&lt;br /&gt;Third, as you get to EDSA via Quezon Avenue, as&amp;nbsp;the jeep&amp;nbsp;stops because of another traffic light, a child barely 5 or 6 years old would enter the jeepney, wipe (more like swipe) the passengers' feet (regardless of whether the passenger may or may not be wearing closed shoes) with his/her rag, and ask for money from the passengers. Since nobody gave her (the one this morning) anything, she went&amp;nbsp;down the&amp;nbsp;jeepney, and&amp;nbsp;laid down on the&amp;nbsp;island&amp;nbsp;located at the middle of main roads.&lt;br /&gt;Fourth,&amp;nbsp;as I was going down the stairs of the MRT&amp;nbsp;station, there were two rugged and dirty children sleeping on the platform, and a man in a hurry accidentally kicked one of the children's foot waking the child up&amp;nbsp;and he continued on like nothing happened. So... this is how we treat the children of our country, eh? Like.. doormats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides these everyday happenings that I noticed, my nationalism flared brighter than ever at my Kasaysayan class the previous day. Reading about the propagandists and revolutionists empowered me, a way that it never has in my elementary and high school education of Social Studies or History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, people, have hearts. I'm not saying that the people today are so wicked. The only good thing I saw today was in the MRT, a woman in her thirties stood up to let a pregnant woman sit, even if her stop was about 5 stations away. (I was standing, so I couldn't have offered her my seat. Hahaha.) So yeah. There.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Award-winning day!</title>
    <published>2006-09-15T17:07:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-09T00:39:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;I should be given a biiiiiig plaque today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I skipped Math for the nth time. (For UP people, oo, Math 17. Yeah, it's hard, but sometimes, it's just not worth attending. Self-study = effective.)&lt;br /&gt;2.) I got 2 breaks and a spare today in my PE, duck pin bowling. Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;3.) I ate lunch AND dinner at Mcdo. Golly.&lt;br /&gt;4.) I had my first "inuman" within the UP Diliman area! Mwahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;5.) I got home by RIDING A BUS ON MY OWN for the first time FROM UP DILIMAN TO MAGALLANES, MAKATI at 11pm. SHET.&lt;br /&gt;6.) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIGHLIGHT: I took a pee at the CBA (College of Business Administration) Parking Lot at 10pm. HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;7.) I got my first can-I-please-have-your-number-cause-I-think-you're-cute/nice/pretty from a college guy from another univ (UST, I think?). He was a friend of a friend. YIKES&lt;br /&gt;8.) I suddenly blurted out, "haha, that's so highschool!". Yabaaaang. Looks like I finally feel my being a college student.&lt;br /&gt;9.) I'm almost a UP SAPUL member. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, out of all I've said, I haven't gotten over peeing at the CBA parking lot. It was 10pm, we were waiting for a jeep leading to MRT to arrive, and I reaaaaally felt like peeing then and there. I was with 2 guys, Kuya KP and Kuya Grego, and with a co-app, Helen. Since I couldn't hold it in anymore, Kuya KP said, "Alam mo, maraming grass and trees sa UP for a reason." HAHA! I can't believe I really did it, I pissed at the no. 1 state university in the Philippines' parking lot. Funneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This UP freshie deserves an award! Don't you think? Hehehe.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>online quizzes :P</title>
    <published>2006-08-08T12:41:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-08T12:41:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm not in the mood to narrate stuff that happened the past few days, so I'd just post some results from online quizzes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have time or you're just plainly bored, and you think you know me (even just by acquaintance:P), comment on these 2 results. Tell me if you agree or not; if it's so NOT me, or if it captured me very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was amused. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Influence of Birth Order&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Discover How It Affects Your Personality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="left"&gt;Claudia, your position as middle child shows most strongly in your &lt;u&gt;even-tempered nature&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similar to other middle children, you are probably&lt;u&gt; very stable emotionally&lt;/u&gt; which makes &lt;u&gt;people feel at ease around you&lt;/u&gt;. In addition, having older and younger siblings taught you how to &lt;u&gt;appreciate diverse points of view.&lt;/u&gt; You have learned that the best way to&lt;u&gt; resolve conflict is by remaining calm and open to compromise.&lt;/u&gt; Like other middle children, you tend to radiate warmth, affection and maturity. You are likely to display an extraordinary ability to &lt;u&gt;remain composed even in stressful situations&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;Claudia, your flavor is &lt;span class="bigheader"&gt;Sunny Orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;           &lt;img width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="" src="http://i.emode.com/tests/flavorfits/images/orange_s.gif" /&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h3 align="center"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="testresultpic"&gt;                    &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Your &lt;u&gt;sunny disposition&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;happy-go-lucky&lt;/u&gt; attitude are the kinds of traits everyone loves to have around. Our bet is you're known as the &lt;u&gt;chief supporter in your clan&lt;/u&gt;. If there's a bash to throw, you're likely the&lt;u&gt; first one on the horn&lt;/u&gt;. If there's a crisis at hand, you can usually be &lt;u&gt;counted on to rally the troops&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;u&gt;Easy to talk to and fun to be around&lt;/u&gt;, you have a &lt;u&gt;gift for blending&lt;/u&gt; perfectly no matter what the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This &lt;u&gt;positive energy extends beyond good times into every other aspect of your life&lt;/u&gt;. Whatever your career path or goals, your natural ability to &lt;u&gt;win people over &lt;/u&gt;and &lt;u&gt;communicate ideas with enthusiasm&lt;/u&gt; are two key secrets to your success. The same glass-half-full attitude that makes you a &lt;u&gt;fab friend&lt;/u&gt; will work its magic in the workplace. And in the world of business, those kinds of good vibes are always refreshing.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>dazedkid @ 2006-07-16T21:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-16T13:22:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-30T15:43:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had a great 17th birthday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family, my friends and my uhh.. school! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blockmates (esp Chuchay) are so sweet, they made these notes/letters for me, saying Happy Birthday and stuff. They were about 30, coming from not only my blockmates, but also our org handlers and some classmates from some of my classes. ONE EVEN CAME FROM MY "nothing-nothing" crush! Hahaha. They actually gave one to the guy I really like, but the guy forgot to where he put the colored paper. Oh well. They also surprised me by texting me to go to this place and hurry up because they were hungry, then when I got there running, they started singing "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" with the danDALANDANdan intro. Hahahaha! They were holding a small banana cake with a BIG lighted candle on it. HEHE! Thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was fine, people greeting personally or through text here and there. :) My classes were nothing special, except for German 10 where my classmates sang happy bday too :) Too bad they didn't sing it in GERMAN! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the bday bash. It was great, cause my friends were there. I won't give the details, it was just REALLY GREAT. Thanks to my co-celebrants Raisa and Marts :) HE was there. Oh yes, he came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thanks to the people who greeted me, who spent my bday with me, and who lavished me with presents. :) Check out my multi for pics, but it's for contacts only though. Hehe!</content>
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    <title>in like, i am.</title>
    <published>2006-06-26T10:30:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-26T10:30:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am so... "in like".&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't sound like me, but it's true. I have a crush on someone. I like him. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I sound like a kid.. well, a tween. Sorry ha, It's like I'm experiencing my HS experiences just now. I was deprived of these "firsts" and kalokohans when I was in HS (except for some, thanks to my classmates) because of all the responsibilities I took. YEY for me! I'm free of those responsibilities, and here's to academic freedom! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beiai, I'm reaaaally sorry. I hope you're not mad at me. I have a sorry gift for you, hope you'll like it! :)</content>
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    <title>dazedkid @ 2006-06-17T14:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-17T06:31:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-17T06:31:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh, I just need to vent this out. MY CLASSMATES IN MATH 17 SUCK! Well, not my blockmates, but the PISAY BOYS! Rarrr. They practically know all the lessons already and they always say "ang dali naman!" or something similar to that. When our YOUNG YOUNG prof asks us if we already know it and if we understand it, the pisay boys answer (without even leaving time to inhale) yes, malamang. Errr. Damn them &amp;gt;:| &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I pass Math 17. Please o please o please!!</content>
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    <title>dazedkid @ 2006-06-17T14:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-17T06:27:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-17T06:27:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Woopee. Long time no update. It's because I'm busy bumming around. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first days in UPd were greaaat! Fun but tiring. People are cool. The classes I got are nice too :) Teehee. Sched, not too bad. AND I COMMUTE NOW! Wow. Note this: ALONE. Hehehe. That's a major break-through for me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I have a crush on my classmate in German 10. Rar. An arneo boy. Huwaw naman. Atleast we're in the same college :) Hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I won't get too tired everyday. Like yesterday, I got sick. Fever sick. After my first week! Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my batchmates. Haha. Oh yeah, batchmates! Chuchay and I, unseperable! Hahaha. We're blockmates, and we have like 2 classes together. Just nothing (translated wala lang) :) Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but it's.. uhh.. nakakaexcite(?!) to see other scholasticans in the campus. Weird.</content>
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    <title>ang hot... ko. hehe! IT'S SO HOT.</title>
    <published>2006-05-24T06:09:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-24T06:09:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">IT IS SUPAH HOT. HOT HOT HOT HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While everyone is blogging about their DA VINCI shit and La Salle first days, all i could say is IT IS PAKING HOT. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so booooored. Summer! You're almost over! Where's my summer fun? I want more more more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it's so obvious that I'm bored.</content>
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    <title>dazedkid @ 2006-05-14T11:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-14T03:20:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-14T03:20:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My summer's finally taking some action! Wooohoooo!! :) Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Phoebe and Chachi's bday. It roooocked, except for.. haha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I'm finally considered as "Iskolar ng Bayan".. Haha. Grabe. The enrollment and the orientation.. ack. I was in line from 9am-12nn (3 f'n hours), literally at the street under the hooooot hoooot sun. Then, I was in line from 1pm-6:30pm at Palma hall, along with about 400 other people. I lost my sense of smell, DAYM! We were all sweaty, sticky and we all smelled funky. Even after all that, I wasn't able to finish it, but it's all good now :) I have college friends already!! Hahaha! And Chuchay (Madarang) and I are blockmates! Bwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, my school barkada and I went on a beach trip to celebrate Chesca (Zuñiga)'s 18th! :) It was soooo fun. I swear. There was never a sad moment, not even a minute. We kept on laughing. And Chesca's resort in Batangas was literally a beach, so it was really really beautiful. We had the resort all to ourselves, and we spent 2 nights there. I just feel bad about 6 of our kadamates who weren't able to go: Reine, Crisette, Pawie, Nini, Ice and LA.. (ang dami kasi natin e, hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, Mian's 18th! Happy Birthday, fuckface! :) Woohooooo! Sad that not a lot were able to go, maybe due to the storm, but it was still great. :) She looked so pretty in her dress. Haha! Yey :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in one week, hala. I'm actually looking forward to the next week now. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day to your moms! :)</content>
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    <title>dazedkid @ 2006-05-07T13:48:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-07T05:49:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-07T05:49:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I could no cross out 2 things in my 12-thing summer checklist :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- go to the beaaaaaccchhh. doesn't matter who with&lt;br /&gt;I went to the beach, finally! Last April 30. It was really fun. Batangas and Tagaytay :) Martin's farm in Tagaytay is the bomb-diggity. The funny part was that the people who went weren't really that tight, some even met for the first time on that outing itself. Hehe! We called it our summer get-away, and people who went were me(duh), Martin, Reine, Vince, Denden, Gino, Ieya, Geron, Joey and Bono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cheer up 3 confused/depressed friends, and help them get their life back in order&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm incredibly HIGH right now. It feels so great to have a crush, wow. Parang bata! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I enrolled my sister Eeka and brother Benjo to Rep. They're coming out of their shells! Woohoooo! And they have a social life, a fun one at that. When I was their age, I was wishing for what they have right now. Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, you guys interested to watch their play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeka's:&lt;br /&gt;"SISTERS ACT"&lt;br /&gt;(a funky rendition of Sister Act 1 and 2)&lt;br /&gt;@Greenbelt Onstage&lt;br /&gt;7:00pm May 25, Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Tickets sold @P200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjo's:&lt;br /&gt;"A CHORUS LINE"&lt;br /&gt;(their version of chorus line, a great broadway musical.. lots of dancing.)&lt;br /&gt;@Greenbelt Onstage&lt;br /&gt;7:00pm May 29, Monday&lt;br /&gt;Ticket sold @P100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those interested, text me please! :) 0918 9651165. Text me not later than May 20. Hehe!</content>
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    <title>dazedkid @ 2006-04-13T07:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T23:24:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T23:24:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Chuchay is right, NAKAKALOKA yung pre-enlistment. Haha :) UP, here we come! Here come the little children, ready to be eaten alive by the total academic freedom! Hahahahahaha.. (Notice the fear of the little kiddos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grief I experienced during the last days in SSC changed me. And finally, now, I think I am TOTALLY recovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get my mind off such things,&lt;br /&gt;Out of boredom,&lt;br /&gt;I shall make a summer checklist :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CLEAN and re-arrange/make-over our bedroom!&lt;br /&gt;- get a summer job or find ways to earn money for the summer&lt;br /&gt;- throw unwanted junk or sell them&lt;br /&gt;- join a contest in a magazine! hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;- join a council of some sort, an org or something&lt;br /&gt;- go out-of-town with the bonitas :) (off to chris' hacienda in batangas! haha)&lt;br /&gt;- go to the beaaaaaccchhh. doesn't matter who with&lt;br /&gt;- cheer up 3 confused/depressed friends, and help them get their life back in order&lt;br /&gt;- look for someone to hitch with going to UP on some days, to take the stress out from commuting&lt;br /&gt;- get hi-lights! (mom disapproves of this but i don't see what's wrong with it)&lt;br /&gt;- read (which i don't normally do) a minimum of 3 books&lt;br /&gt;- watch eeka's rep play, and benjo's too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i think of more, I'll add them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I watched MOMENTS OF LOVE with Denden! Haha. There were some "questionables," but whatever. It didn't pass the "CLAUDIA TEST".. It didn't make me cry. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ONE LAST THING! People shall now refer to me as CLAUDIA! Or Clod, Claude, Clodsky, Clodders(yak baduy. e my kuya e!), Clauds or whatever near to Claudia. NOT CODI, that was my St Scho nickname. Being called that reminds of my ssc days, which I really don't want to remember. Left bitter? Well, HA-HA.</content>
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    <title>four-leaf clover = crap</title>
    <published>2006-04-11T17:51:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-11T17:52:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday, had a great UP adventure with Ro-an, a Katipunan getting-used-to plus bonding with my 2 sisters and a good talk with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile ago, I went to SSC (SURPRISINGLY) after my mom forced me; had lunch with my mom at Teriyaki Boy; went shopping with my mom + us 5 youngest kids (half of the family :) haha!); for the 2nd time, watched a movie with my 3 younger sibs (wow ateng-ate! haha!); had my last spanish class at LI; and met a new friend from Southridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all those activities/events, I have come to conclusion that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the UNLUCKIEST girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;1. Ro-an and I got lost first in the ayala area (malls), then in UP.&lt;br /&gt;2. We weren't able to submit the confirmation slip at the OUR in UP because of the "crowdedness"&lt;br /&gt;3. I ALMOST KILLED A BIKER-GUY! Hahaha. I opened the taxi door and WHAPACK! He was so angry that he was in the verge of wanting to punch me.. but because of my charming face and endless apologies, he didn't punch me. THANK GOD.&lt;br /&gt;4. When my sisters and I went to a nice comp shop in Katipunan to play dota, it's completely full.&lt;br /&gt;5. When my sisters and I found another comp shop, I had to transfer to 4 computers. And when we were playing dota, the comp I was using was lagging baaaadly.. (Imagine a rave with the flashing lights, wherein you only see stuff frame by frame that you don't see stuff moving, the image you see just changes to another position without you seeing it move. EXACTLY LIKE THAT. You know, my character was walking and next thing I saw was my character--dead. That happened for sooo many times.)&lt;br /&gt;6. I had to log in YM about 15 times because it gets disconnected after 5-10 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;7. UP online confirmation doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;8. Now that UP online confirmation works, I can't pre-enlist. LOG IN FAILED?!?! @#$!#@*%$!!&lt;br /&gt;9. I lost php100 while walking along glorietta.&lt;br /&gt;10. I HEARD ONE OF THE WORST PROBLEMS/ISSUES I CAN EVER GET INVOLVED IN.. and it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;11. I had to pay php50 more to the taxi because it was a "special" taxi.&lt;br /&gt;12. I almost lost my iPod shuffle in an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;13. I had 3 *** in one sitting, just because I couldn't resist. Tsk tsk, no self control.&lt;br /&gt;14. Our maki sucked, because it had the sour-est mango one could ever taste.&lt;br /&gt;15. The person behind me when we were watching a movie kept kicking my seat!! Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there are more.. and only in 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But knowing me, there are good points too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was able to step foot in SSC. huwaw.&lt;br /&gt;2. My mom treated me to lunch at Teri Boy&lt;br /&gt;3. A lot of people who I haven't seen for months texted me today! About 11 :)&lt;br /&gt;4. I had my last Spanish class at LI (both good and bad :( )&lt;br /&gt;5. I watched "Eight Below" with Benjo, Eeka and Albert.. and I paid for it! Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;6. Albert treated me 2 games of Time Crisis. :)&lt;br /&gt;7. I have a few new clothes. Yipee! and shopping with my sibs are fun. haha&lt;br /&gt;8. I finally know how to commute to UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;9. I finally know what's in Katipunan and where to go and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;10. I had a blast with my two sisters :)&lt;br /&gt;11. I spoke for a long time with a good friend under the stars! :)&lt;br /&gt;12. Ate Ky treated me stuff.&lt;br /&gt;13. I got to play dota once again. Hahahaha. Nyaaaak&lt;br /&gt;14. I AM HAVING A DATE WITH MY FRIEND TOM! :) FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love simple joys.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all these, I'm confused between 2 people I truly love. They love one another too, but they both backstab each other by telling me stuff I don't want to hear. I DON'T KNOW WHO OR WHAT TO BELIEVE.. I can't live like this. It's killing me softly.. (oh the song, haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of typing.</content>
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    <title>dazedkid @ 2006-04-03T02:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-02T18:59:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-02T18:59:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ugh. damn them..&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I sound so pessimistic nowadays. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, check this out.. People's status in YM:&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Anyone else going to 55 me?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who wants to 55 Michelle?&lt;br /&gt;Martin: I will 55 Michelle if u tell me what it means haha!&lt;br /&gt;Chuckie: I'm addicted to NERDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what whacked up people. To think we don't even know what 55 means.. Haha. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to be carefree this summer. People in school, I'm sorry to say that you won't get to see me. I'll be a.. low-rider? Is it right to say that? Ah whatever.</content>
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    <title>dazedkid @ 2006-03-31T03:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-30T19:56:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-02T18:22:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Agh. I am soooo lost. I didn't end my HS right. I totally didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, I got my heart broken. Give me a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The whole thing was successful in bringing my Alma Mater, the school I have grown to love, into oblivion."&lt;br /&gt;Huwaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Grad Ball was great.&lt;br /&gt;HOW WAS THE AVP? Hahahaha! Hope you guys liked it :)&lt;br /&gt;Luisa's Debut was wonderful too.&lt;br /&gt;I love my barkada, the bonitas, and 4-c ever so much.&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, village friends too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm thinking of my Poveda friends. Oh, how I miss them.</content>
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    <title>dazedkid @ 2006-03-20T21:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T13:05:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-20T13:05:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"What I've learned in my 51 years on this world was to NEVER BE STINGY ON RECOGNITION, ON ACKNOWLEDGEMENT." --My mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agh. I have received soooo much love in the past few days. I am such a happy person! :) I never knew how words could affect me. How I love all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU</content>
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    <title>dazedkid @ 2006-03-19T21:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-19T14:24:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-19T14:27:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Now I know how it feels to get hurt. What a strange and alien feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been known in school to have a very happy life, with the happy-go-lucky image that I carry with me everyday. This is because there are things that drive me to be such, but these so-called "THINGS" were the reasons why I became so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm perfectly alright. In fact, I'm better than before.&lt;br /&gt;2 wise men gave me great comforting words. How I love talking to 2 of my guy teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also those simple things, like my ANIMAL FARM ORCHESTRA. They are love. My barkada who listened to my every word and gave the funniest "comfort words" such as "Mukha naman silang tae e." or "Gusto mo boycott namin grad?" Hahahahaha. They say very wrong words for comfort, yet they cheer me up. :) To my class who gave such lovely hugs. (Oh that reminds me, Ms. Cruz gives the BEST hug! I really mean it! I recommend it.) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best cheer-up words ever ever:&lt;br /&gt;1. my barkada's..&lt;br /&gt;2. "Don't worry. In my heart, I shall remember YOU and what you've done, not the tangible award they give you in graduation."&lt;br /&gt;3. "Want me to kill them all?" HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;4. "____ is such a dick! Ugh!"&lt;br /&gt;5. "Para sa 4i, ikaw naman talaga para sa amin." &amp;lt;--sweeeeeet :D&lt;br /&gt;6. "I know in time, I'll find my place in the greater scheme of things."&lt;br /&gt;7. "See you in school.  And keep your head held high."&lt;br /&gt;and soooo much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I finally know how it feels to get hurt, I ALSO NOW KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO BE LOVED even more. :)</content>
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    <title>simple joys :)</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T07:47:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T07:47:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b360/doyouknowdruggie/3beefa6e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww. lovely :)</content>
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    <title>dazedkid @ 2006-03-12T11:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T03:31:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T03:31:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things aren't going so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, clearance. Hello, requirements. Hello, finals. Hello, failing marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. There's a highlight in my last academic week!&lt;br /&gt;I started to learn SPANISH! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yehey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me olvido estudiar por la examinacion. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck, seniors.</content>
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    <title>DEATH TO ALL ESCALATORS</title>
    <published>2006-03-03T14:28:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-03T14:28:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I shall tell the tale of a TRAUMATIC (yet funny to YOU) experience I had to deal with just this evening, about 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 6pm (I'm not sure though) and I was with 3 of my kabarkadas. We were in Glorietta, walking along the 2nd floor near the Activity Center. We were going to SM to get our bags from the Baggage Counter, so we turned right at the corner marked by Sizzler and Burger King. Before you go to SM from Glorietta, you have to go up an ESCALATOR, right? THE ESCALATOR THAT EVERYONE RIDES (RUSH HOUR) and it's ALWAYS filled with sooo many people that you won't even see a space along the starting and ending landings of the escalators. So we took that ESCALATOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the 4 of us, I was the last one to step on the escalator moving upward. As we were in the 2/5s part, THE TIP OF MY PANTS (LEFT LEG) GOT STUCK AT THE RAILING OF THE ESCALATOR. Not really railing, the line or crack or whatever that was. First, I thought I was being tugged by someone, or a kid, cause I dropped something. I looked, then I saw it. THE ESCALATOR WAS MOVING UP, I WAS BEING DRAGGED DOWNWARDS! Damn it. I clutched my friend's arm and started shouting "Sumabit ako!! Sumabit ako!!" but she couldn't understand me as she was moving up. My friends were at the top already and I was being dragged or KALADKAD by the escalator. My pants were slowly being ripped upto about.. an inch above my knee. I have the bruises and the wounds to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was panicking, and I tried to pull out my pants. Everytime I did though, I had to stop to pull, but when I'd stop, I'd be dragged down more painfully and shit. I had no choice but to step down every time a new step comes up. But the escalator was too fast for me, I couldn't keep up. My left foot was hanging, I was having a hard time to skip every step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knew what to do. My friends were just staring (which was SOOO WEIRD and.. hurtful) and I think they also didn't know what to do. People were just staring at me, no one was riding the escalator anymore. I CAUSED TRAFFIC. People started shouting "STOP IT!! SOMEONE STOP THE ESCALATOR!!" "TULUNGAN NYO!!" "OMG!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was scary. Then some guy bright enough started pounding the small "stop" button at the bottom of the escalator. THANKFULLY, IT STOPPED. The 2 businessmen behind me at the bottom of the escalator went up to me and said "Ok lang hilain ko? Baka mapunit pantalon mo." I answered him with "OK LANG HO!! KAHIT MAPUNIT BASTA MATANGGAL! PAKI LANG PO!" I was about to cry (but didn't, nakakahiya ata). I found the people around me very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got it off, and I ran the 3/5s up. My left pant (is it correct to say this?) is now torn, my wrists, legs and hands bruised and wounded (although not that much), and my bones hurt from being twisted and dragged. We went to SM, split up, then I went to the bathroom. My left leg hasn't stopped shaking since then, but I was able to make it stop by catching my breath, thinking about what happened and collecting my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be alright physically, but not psychologically. Since then, everytime we ride the escalator, my first instinct is to ride in the middle in a straight and stiff position. It's uncontrollable, I automatically do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, when my mom saw me and I was able to tell her what happened, she said she's going to Ayala tomorrow, file a complaint and demand them to atleast get me new pants. (Hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CONSUMER RIGHTS WERE VIOLATED.&lt;br /&gt;I have the right to have a secure and safe environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I'll avoid riding escalators, although if there's no choice, I'd use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since article+one-word horror movie titles are considered fad nowadays (e.g. The Ring, The Phone, The Jacket, The Dark, The Village, The Others), I'm planning to write a script entitled, "The Escalator". I really felt like I was being eaten by a machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful, friends.</content>
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