<?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-5834403099010389822</id><updated>2012-05-27T09:40:43.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...the purple pyrolyptic princess's lair..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-7452746218540046499</id><published>2008-02-12T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T15:39:01.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://purpleandpinklife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i just moved!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-7452746218540046499?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/7452746218540046499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=7452746218540046499&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/7452746218540046499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/7452746218540046499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2008/02/moving.html' title='moving'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-3116015579708689204</id><published>2007-12-15T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T09:27:47.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;lesson learned:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;being &lt;strong&gt;DEFEATED&lt;/strong&gt; is just a temporary condition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIVING UP&lt;/strong&gt; is what makes it permanent... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-3116015579708689204?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/3116015579708689204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=3116015579708689204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/3116015579708689204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/3116015579708689204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/12/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson Learned'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-6456030044149465142</id><published>2007-12-10T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:13:13.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#b1daef;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#b1daef;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A FELICITOUS BIRTHDAY TO MY PRINCE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;endangered to fail nine units, yes i am..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have hope on numerical methods and electric circuits, though.. sir carlos has a heart.. but in lecture of logic circuits and switching theory? i'm hopeless.. haha.. funny, but as far as i know, i got high in the defense of prototype in the same course's laboratory counterpart.. our prototype, together with its profile, also gets to be displayed in the Logic 1 lab with our group's picture.. here's a copy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://purplelipz.tripod.com/mp3s/proto_display.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PROTOTYPE DISPLAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without the laughs of my groupmates, carlo, jeck and toni, i won't be able to survive that nerve-wracking prototype.. thanks also to kristian, you're a big, big help!&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, jeck! before i forget, can i come with you next term? PLEASE?! i'd really appreciate it if you'd let me.. hehe. toink.^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got irritated because of this certain person.. she had another bunches of disparages for me.. but what am i gonna do? &lt;i&gt;hey, mahiya ka naman sa balat mo.. hindi na kita inaano diyan hah!&lt;/i&gt; what's the use of telling my prince that we're okay, when you're really not? oh c'mon.. don't you ever forget.. &lt;b&gt;liars got to hell,&lt;/b&gt; right? and don't think that you can get me out of TNB.. That's impossible, sweetheart, in case you don't know.. i'm beginning to see that you're a lot stronger now, because you've already got connections.. don't worry.. i won't brag about mine, they're too many to mention.. if you're just fond of backstabbing me, i won't stop you.. after all, hating me does make you really, REALLY, miserable..&lt;br /&gt;ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#b1daef;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh well, a Merry Christmas to you, all!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142243881580400690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nbatxHifl_I/R1zrkMYGkDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2-xvjU177XE/s200/IMG_0465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L-R) me, jessica, toni and jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-6456030044149465142?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/6456030044149465142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=6456030044149465142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/6456030044149465142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/6456030044149465142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/12/felicitous-birthday-to-my-prince.html' title=''/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nbatxHifl_I/R1zrkMYGkDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2-xvjU177XE/s72-c/IMG_0465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-1008829415930440934</id><published>2007-11-17T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:13:14.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prototype</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nbatxHifl_I/Rz5OY0FME2I/AAAAAAAAACs/zYuAJivs-ZQ/s1600-h/Breadboard%2520Test%2520Circuits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133626813453177698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nbatxHifl_I/Rz5OY0FME2I/AAAAAAAAACs/zYuAJivs-ZQ/s200/Breadboard%2520Test%2520Circuits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROTOTYPE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakabaliw pala talaga gumawa ng prototype...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung gaano kagulo ang breadboard na ito, ganun din kagulo ang daloy ng cells sa utak ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaay,, nararamdaman ko na ang hirap ng pagiging isang CoE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailangan pang alamin ang mga truth tables ng sangkaterbang expressions, mag-test ng mga integrated circuits at mabaliw kapag uminit ang mga ito sa breadboard, ma-badtrip sa mga super bilis mapunding light emitting diodes o LEDs, magtantsa ng resistances sa pamamagitan ng potentiometers, haaaaaayyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk. tsk. nagmimistulang labasan na lamang ng sama ng loob ko ang blog na ito.. sa aking mga mambabasa (kung meron man), pagpasensyahan niyo na ako.. mahirap magbalanse ng oras..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi muna ako makakapag-update, hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalamunin muna ako ng lupa na puno ng concepts ng electric at logic circuits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-1008829415930440934?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/1008829415930440934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=1008829415930440934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/1008829415930440934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/1008829415930440934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/11/prototype.html' title='prototype'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nbatxHifl_I/Rz5OY0FME2I/AAAAAAAAACs/zYuAJivs-ZQ/s72-c/Breadboard%2520Test%2520Circuits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-2164304498424894577</id><published>2007-10-24T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T14:44:02.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sample lang.. bwiset na eh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay, so alam kong hindi tama itong gagawin ko.. it just makes me sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit ba may mga taong lagi na lang minamasama ang mga ginagawa kong mabuti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought na may mga nakakaintindi sa aken, everything then comes to a halt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seniority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...the very word i loathe the most...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nakaka-offend isipin na ang mga taong inaakala kong nakakaintindi sa mga nararamdaman ko, ay ang mga mismong tumatalikwas pa sa mga pinaniniwalaan ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironic, isn't it? pinagdaanan din natin ang pinagdadaanan nila,, don't get me wrong.. i perfectly know what is the point of all these.. don't you just think it's too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to say this, but i think that you're developing seniority complex, too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you too, want to impose your f*cking seniority on them, go ahead.. i maybe joining you all of my life here.. but this time? it's the other way around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, by the time you read this, i already gotover this situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-2164304498424894577?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/2164304498424894577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=2164304498424894577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/2164304498424894577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/2164304498424894577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/10/sample-lang-bwiset-na-eh.html' title='sample lang.. bwiset na eh..'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-1340540844387531029</id><published>2007-10-19T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T11:46:25.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsk. tsk. tsk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;marami-rami na rin ang nagtatanong kung bakit ako naglipat.. (actually, tatlo lang sila.. kaya lang, ang plural ay nangangahulugang 2 or more.. kaya marami na rin.. toink!) eto na po ang kasagutan sa inyong tanong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko na kasi kinalulugdan ang mga bumibisita dito para kutyain &lt;strong&gt;lang&lt;/strong&gt; ang mga sinasabi ko.. kaya nga tinawag itong SARILING BLOG.. ito ang mundo ko.. walang pakialamanan sa mga gusto kong mangyari.. bakit, ikatataas ba ng grades mo ang pagkutya sa blog ko? would i even mind about your disparages? this, i'm telling you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too preoccupied for your disparages.. Gayun pa man, thank you very much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakatuwa magpa-ilaw ng mga LED sa Logic Lab.. Logic Circuits at Numerical Methods ang ikinabubuhay ng academics ko ngayon.. mahirap, pero masaya din..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabuti na lamang at hindi ko na inabutan ang nakakatakot na si MamSir &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;- courtesy of Ninong ..&lt;/span&gt; dahil pag nagkataon, baka hindi rin mabuhay ang dugo ko sa pag-aaral ng Logic circuits.. pero sinira din ng Dean ng CoE ang mga pangarap kong maging Exceeds Expectations ang grade sa Logic Circuits.. di bale.. ang mahalaga, matutunan ko ang foundations ng future trabaho ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasalukuyan akong naghihintay sa propesor ko.. wala naman talaga akong klase ngayon, pero kinailangan kong pumasok dahil wala pa akong lab report.. kaya naririto ako sa bodega..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagbuhat ako ng 250 kopya ng special copy ng isyu ng bodega.. hanggang 4th floor.. kumusta naman? haaay.. kung di ko lang itinuturing ang sarili ko bilang isang super princess, malamang-lamang, hinimatay na ako sa hagdan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailangan rin palang magpasa ng mga kadramahang article para sa Mindscape.. wala ako sa hwisyo para mag-isip ng mga kadramahan ngayon.. pwede ba'ng ako na lang ang magLayout ng buong Mindscape? malamang, hinde.. kailangan magsulat ako.. &lt;strong&gt;i'm a writer..&lt;/strong&gt; kung hindi, baka hambalusin na ako ni kingpin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natutuwa ako dahil may tutulong sa akin sa gitnang tupi ng dyaryo.. ang anghel na si supertwin.. bagaman trabaho na ng prinsipe ko ang pagkulay sa mga iginuguhit niya, ako pa rin ang may kargo kung ano ang kalalabasan.. masaya dahil kahit papano, may tumutulong na sa akin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be having my dinner free.. sinabi ko kasi kay Mother Bunny na i deserve a pizza.. at malugod niya namang ibibigay.. weeeee.. salamat kay Mother Bunny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong magpunta sa Raon para bumili ng breadboard.. iniibig ko na talaga ang Logic Circuits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-1340540844387531029?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/1340540844387531029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=1340540844387531029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/1340540844387531029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/1340540844387531029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/10/tsk-tsk-tsk.html' title='tsk. tsk. tsk.'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-8284443205984147387</id><published>2007-10-16T09:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:05:31.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mga pashneang pakialamero!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;para sa mga nakikialam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HANAPIN NIYO BLOG KO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam ko naman kasing namimiss niyo na ako kaya patuloy ang pagdalaw niyo dito sa blog ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pwes, kung gusto niyo makita,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUWAG NA KAYO MANGIALAM,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este, mag-comment, sumagot, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm? 'nuff said... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-8284443205984147387?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/8284443205984147387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=8284443205984147387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/8284443205984147387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/8284443205984147387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/10/mga-pashneang-pakialamero.html' title='mga pashneang pakialamero!!'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-6386112715515606004</id><published>2007-10-09T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T19:11:23.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#b1daef;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nakakamiss naman mag-blog.. ewan ko ba kung bakit ako tinamad mag-blog this past few days.. narito ang ilang mga possible reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dahil mas gusto kong kasama ang prinsipe ko..&lt;br /&gt;2. wala lang,, nakakatamad lang talaga..&lt;br /&gt;3. dahil may mga probis na sa tnb, at masarap silang harutin kasi hindi sila napalag..&lt;br /&gt;4. dahil may mga academics na, at naisip ko na kailangan ko rin silang pagtuunan ng pansin..&lt;br /&gt;5. dahil ampanget ng schedule ko..&lt;br /&gt;6. dahil inuna ko ang radiance at pakikipag-bonding kay ma'am dindin at sir benny..&lt;br /&gt;7. dahil nakakatamad..&lt;br /&gt;8. at nasabi ko na bang nakakatamad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaayy.. lumalala na ang katamaran ko.. well, malala na ito dati pa.. kaya lang, this time, may nahahawa na,, dala na rin siguro ito ng pressure na baka hindi na makapag-aral ang prinsipe ko this term kaya mas binibigyan ko siya ng pansin.. baka kasi ngayon lang siya nagdadadalaw sa tnb dahil super duper GRAPHICS-ARTIST-IS-NEEDED ang drama.. pero pagkatapos nu'n, ayoko ng isipin..&lt;br /&gt;pfft..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaliw ako.. bahagyang nagbago ang mga taong inaakala kong tibamba dati.. si ate anna at si ate mel, na-bakla na ng tuluyan.. si ate anna na nagpamana sa 'kin ng layout and photoshop skills niya ay binigla ang lahat ng pumasok siya sa bodega.. naka-thigh-hugging jeans at fitted shirt ba naman?! at buntis [kuno] daw siya.. oo, totoong nakakagulat,, mas sexy siya tingnan kasi naging proportional ang b*obs at hips niya.. si ate mel naman, ang tagapagmana ng katarayan ni ate anna, nagkaganun na din.. dala na rin siguro ng pagiging in-love buff niya.. nagmmake up na siya ngayon.. may lipstick pa.. ika nga ni beshan, may impostora sa bodega.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadidisappoint ako sa mga probis ng kasalukuyan.. napaka-bihira nilang tumambay, pwera kay duke.. pero siyempre, hihina din ang tambay powers niya dahil sa debate achuchuchu niya.. sa bagay, hindi lang naman ako ang hindi natutuwa sa madalang nilang pagtambay.. pati rin naman si kuya nico.. bwahahaha.. pero nang di kalaunan, natuwa na rin ako kasi inabot sila ng alas-siyete sa kakatambay kahapon.. tsk. pero hindi pa rin ako satisfied.. matitino kasi silang lahat, walang maloko.. sayang.. pero maaga pa naman.. maghihintay ako ng mga pagbabago.. i hope those changes will arrive sooner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana may makatalo sa akin sa tambay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was asked by an acquaintance why i didn't join an organization by the name i wouldn't say.. i didn't answer her directly.. and then i related the issue to my prince..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;princess:&lt;/b&gt; hun, tinanong ako ni ---- kung bakit daw ako hindi sumali sa [insert org name here]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;prince:&lt;/b&gt; o, ano sinabi mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;princess:&lt;/b&gt; wala.. siyempre hindi ko sasabihin sa kanya na may tumawag sa 'ken ng bobo at tanga du'n ano.. hindi pa ganun kababa ang pagkatao ko para manira ng ibang tao, kahit 'yung paninira na dapat kong gawin eh hindi basta paninira lang, kundi totoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;prince:&lt;/b&gt; eh bakit nga ba hindi ka sumali dun? sayang 'yun o, pandagdag sa resume..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;princess:&lt;/b&gt; sows.. magbabayad ka ng sandamakmak para lang may mailagay sa resume? puh-leez.. buti pa sa bodega.. maiidagdag mo na nga sa resume mo, ikaw pa ang binabayaran..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;prince:&lt;/b&gt; oo nga naman.. pwede pang magamit 'yung posisyon du'n as an advantage.. at tsaka mas may experience na sa workplace kaya malaki ang chansa na matanggap pag nag-apply ng trabaho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;princess:&lt;/b&gt; korek.. eh pag nasa org ka? kahit sabihin mong may posisyon ka du'n.. executive vice president, so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right? it's hard to know the perks of joining an academic org.. all you can benefit from it is a number of references, which is more abundant when you become an inhabitant of the warehouse.. you'll get to meet cream of the crops, why go on choose mediocres? i could only say one thing.. you already entered a prestigious institute for high standards of academic excellence, and then you'd still go on saturating yourself into joining academic organizations? don't you think you need a little touch of co-curricular activities? with academic excellence the institute provides, a boost of e.q. is guaranteed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i've already proven myself that i'm a great teacher.. i'd really stand up for my aim to be a terror professor.. i've taught the kids of the warehouse how to layout via Pagemaker™ and they learned everything from my words.. i've taught my supertwin how to play the guitar and he now plays the guitar well.. i'm going to be one strict professor, and i'll make sure that my students will learn what they need to learn.. i'm going to be strict to the point that i wouldn't pass students with crocodile tears.. students should have even just a little pride in their bodies, too.. they shouldn't request for their professors to pass them and readily with tears.. if the student feels that he/she has done everything to pass the subject, he/she should be confident to pass.. but if he/she cries in front of the professor, it's GREATLY his/her fault.. that only means that the said student didn't give the sufficient effort needed to pass the subject.. as for my case, that would be an absolute 5.00..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-6386112715515606004?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/6386112715515606004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=6386112715515606004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/6386112715515606004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/6386112715515606004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back..'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-2712146039799514575</id><published>2007-09-23T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T22:39:44.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of discombobulatedness and confusements..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is what i hate about myself.. procrastinating.. grrr.. it just shows how lazy i am.. i have all the time for studying C++, but as i said, i procrastinate.. i'm afraid i have to study about it hardly because i know that there will be a large probability that i will be handled by Prof. Joyce Santos in Data Structures.. C++ is its pre-requisite, in case you don't know.. i'm afraid of Ma'am Joyce, she's one strict professor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i just used the word "probability".. after failing Probability and Statistics, the thought is just stupid.. but i accepted it readily.. i know i'd fail, anyway.. Prof. dela Cruz is one terror professor, i should've given this subject a little more effort.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just ironic, i thought i'd be failing 3 subjects in one blow.. Prof. de Leon gave me the creeps of failing, and so did Prof. Sese.. i gave Electromagnetics more weight than any other subjects, and passing it just helped making me feel better.. wahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this term gave me a lot of exhaustion.. i wouldn't make another bullsh*t schedule like that ever again.. this is the first time since eons that i got sick, and i've had enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sorry for my prince.. he had full hopes of passing every subject he had this term.. seeing him in a teary-eyed state just let me down.. i did all sorts of things to make him smile, i just couldn't.. i'm not even feeling bad about failing for myself, i'm feeling bad about him.. and i wished i just had his pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the burden of next term is banging in my head.. my prince feels so bad, i don't know when i could be with him when the second term starts.. *sigh* problems, problems.. when can i have enough? hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-2712146039799514575?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/2712146039799514575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=2712146039799514575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/2712146039799514575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/2712146039799514575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/09/of-discombobulatedness-and-confusements.html' title='of discombobulatedness and confusements..'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-3454936481410174666</id><published>2007-09-19T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:41:28.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayaw ko mang aminin, nakakaasar pa rin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;nakakainis ang mga taong akala mo, eh okay ang lahat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakabad-trip.. bullsh*t.. ito, sige sasabihin ko na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk. tsk. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi sagot ang pagpopost ng hate-note sa yahoo groups, dahil lalo lang nitong palalalain ang lahat.. ang iba sa kanila ay magiging miyembro na rin natin, at hindi mo kami kailangang sira-siraan sa kanila.. sa sinabi mong hinayaan mo lang na magstand-out kami sa pagkakataong 'yun, anu ba 'yun? baket, hindi pa ba kami nagsstand-out sa mga ginagawa namin ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para sabihin ko sa 'yo, hindi ko pa nakakalimutan ang mga pinagsasabi mo sa 'ken tungkol sa mga buhos ng sinasabi mong training.. &lt;em&gt;"Ang good point lang, eh passed on time..."&lt;/em&gt; at para sabihin ko rin sa 'yo, i know how to use &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Photoshop&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; better than any of all the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;writers&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; here.. pero pinakikinabangan ninyong lahat 'yun, di ba? So you see, you shouldn't question my credibility dahil iba-iba tayo dito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sino ang sinasabihan mong balat-sibuyas? wala kang nahihita sa 'ken na kung anu-anong reaksyones pag pinapatutsadahan mo na ang lahat.. ikaw itong kung makapag-hate note, eh akala mo, napakalaki na ng kasalanan namin.. sinong balat-sibuyas ngayon? as far as i'm concerned, ang kasalanan lang namin sa 'yo eh ang matanggap.. ngayon, kung gusto mo kaming matanggal, problema mo na 'yun.. magpasalamat ka na lang at mabait si bossing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madali akong kausap.. kung gusto mo ako sapakin, magpapasapak talaga ako kung ako talaga 'yung may kasalanan.. eh hindi eh.. kami lang 'yung paulit-ulit mong tinitira dahil mas mababa kami sa 'yo.. mangdamay ka pa ng hindi dapat idamay, at kakalimutan ko na talagang seniores kita.. ipagtatanggol pa naman sana kita sa kanila, tapos gani-ganito lang ang gagawin mo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-3454936481410174666?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/3454936481410174666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=3454936481410174666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/3454936481410174666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/3454936481410174666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/09/ayaw-ko-mang-aminin-nakakaasar-pa-rin.html' title='ayaw ko mang aminin, nakakaasar pa rin..'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-871165439772117300</id><published>2007-09-08T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T11:16:43.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back to reality...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;at muli na naman akong nagbalik.. matapos ang &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;academic hell week&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;builder hell week&lt;/span&gt; naman.. buti na lang &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wala &lt;/span&gt;na akong article.. isa na lang.. at sports pa 'yun.. sports news tungkol sa woodpushers.. it's a good thing na &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;marunong akong mag-chess&lt;/span&gt; at magagawan ko ng paraan na maging sporty ang article.. sana lang hindi na mahirapan si kuya stephen sa pag-eedit ng article ko.. i wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tang-ina.. nakakabad-trip ang araw na ito.. bullsh*t talaga.. lagi na lang masama ang araw ko tuwing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friday..&lt;/span&gt; una, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; akong nasagot sa ProbStat exam.. sana lang talaga hindi ako ibagsak ni Sir dela Cruz.. perfect attendance naman ako eh.. complete requirements pa.. sana makuha si Sir dela Cruz sa ganun.. isa pa, makikita ko na naman ang &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;masungit na baklang&lt;/span&gt; si Sese.. punyeta talaga, ang taray ng baklang 'yun.. siguro, kaya siya naaasar sa klase namin, dahil wala siyang mapa-Papa.. ay hindi rin.. kasi may mga gwapo naman, hindi lang sila pansinin.. tapos, malaman-laman ko, naliligo sa additional points ang naunang klase sa 'min.. SAMANTALANG KAMI, WALA?? kung tutuusin, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;magaling ako sa Electromagnetics&lt;/span&gt;.. Hindi ako nahihirapan sa subject na 'yun, maliban na lang kung hindi ako nakapag-aral.. alam niyo naman, matapos mag-lesson ang inyong lingkod, ma-eeject na sa utak ang lahat ng pinag-aralan.. haaaay nako.. ang hirap talaga ispelengin ng mga bakla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang mga subject na nanganganib sa 'ken ngayong term ay ang ProbStat at Electromagnetics.. hindi ko na yata matutupad ang wish ko na hindi magka-tres.. talaga yatang nasa dugo ko na ang matali sa ganung grade.. haaaayy... o, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huwag kang mayabang&lt;/span&gt;.. normal ako.. normal na Mapuan.. ibig sabihin, &lt;strong&gt;bumabagsak..&lt;/strong&gt; hindi lang naman kasi mag-aral ang ginagawa ko.. marami akong sideline, kaya huwag mo ako paandaran ng kayabangan mo.. *sigh* dun sa mga natamaan na pinatatamaan ko talaga, aba magaling.. ibig sabihin, hindi kayo manhid.. dun naman sa mga natamaan pero hindi ko pinatatamaan, mas magaling.. ibig sabihin, guilty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of sideline, may mga bago na naman ako..&lt;br /&gt;1. TNB writer a.k.a. layout and design expert&lt;br /&gt;2. F.A.M.E.'s undeclared official Film Editor&lt;br /&gt;3. SOCIP layout artist (on a regular basis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ngayon, sige.. &lt;strong&gt;pag nagawa mo na 'yan para sa school ng hindi nanganganib ang grades, dun mo ako tawaging bobo at tanga.&lt;/strong&gt;. partida, meron pa akong love life na kailangan ko ding mabigyan ng oras..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a week since i touched Sir Benny's life.. i can't help but feel flattered.. my belated greetings too, to my dear Kuya Ace who has just graduated recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greeeeeeeeetings to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Venzy&lt;/span&gt;, for winning that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Documentary Film Award&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU SURE MADE ME PROUD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know, i'm a very good teacher.. weeeeeeee... I'll be a terror professor once I finish my Master's Degree, i promise.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-871165439772117300?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/871165439772117300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=871165439772117300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/871165439772117300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/871165439772117300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-back-to-reality.html' title='i&apos;m back to reality...'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-4483319906733050619</id><published>2007-08-26T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T08:17:40.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wish...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm already getting irritated about some things.. i can't be contented on anything that I have, and it's really making my wits twitch.. i've been wishing for a lot of things I know I could have, but I don't know when.. &lt;strike&gt;darn it..&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i'd graduate on time..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i'd be able to work here in school and be a terror professor..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were rich..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can work for my family sooner..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were working in some prestigious country..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i'm a little more intelligent..&lt;br /&gt;i wish to make to make a vow with him in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to guarantee myself more &lt;i&gt;i wish&lt;/i&gt;'s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to my prince,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'm such a prat when it comes to your jokes but i really am happy when i'm with you.. i could laugh at others' jokes, but nothing compares to the company you give me.. i already told you before, &lt;i&gt;you make me happy even without trying..&lt;/i&gt; my whole being is in bliss because i met you.. and don't say that i don't deserve you, because i do.. and even if i do deserve someone, i'd be glad to still choose you.. &lt;strong&gt;i need you because i love you.. more than you'll ever know..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-4483319906733050619?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/4483319906733050619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=4483319906733050619&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/4483319906733050619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/4483319906733050619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wish.html' title='i wish...'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-2989428363640655794</id><published>2007-08-19T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T11:18:01.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>issue bombardations?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;new welcome message, new blog skin, new blog life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i was thinking of greeting someone last august 17 but i ran out of credits in my ISP card.. it's her birthday, and i guess i'd just greet her here.. you know who you are, so here it goes.. &lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday..&lt;/b&gt; and more birthdays to come.. i'm wishing you all the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;though it's been easy for you to throw our friendship away.. it's such surprising that i never even forgot your birthday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sarcasm there, honestly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issues, issues? latest ones? oh yeah i've got some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the Human Security Act..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Human Security Act is the law which states that anybody may be arrested, just as long as a &lt;b&gt;cop&lt;/b&gt; says that you are some part of a terrorist group.. Yes, EVEN IF THERE'S NO PROOF WHATSOEVER.. No offense to the Philippine Government, but what's the point of living in a democratic country if such acts/laws will be implemented? Oh great, haven't anyone else thought that this HSA is a miniature Martial Law? Why hasn't anybody from the Opposition protested? another proof of the saying, &lt;i&gt;history repeats itself..&lt;/i&gt; Good Luck to all of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Country Name Change Act passed: From Republic of the Philippines to Philippine Group of Islands..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this?? Whatever made Madam President to accept this kind of proposal? Goodness gracious.. The first one already sounded so formal, but the latter? Looks like the country's been degraded.. Come to think of it, we're already in a third-world country, why make the same impression by changing the name?.. How about the efforts of those who bring our race honor? *sigh* I'm counting on the Opposition to make nothing else worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angel Locsin switches..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel Locsin complained that her talent fee does not compensate her enormous efforts.. She's been such a disgrace to the family who gave her the big name she already has.. Let's have a recap on the Kapamilya's rising stars.. Hero Angeles? been dumped out.. Erich Gonzales? Never heard anything from her since she won in SCQ.. Hard luck to Angel on being a Kapamilya, however.. I'm afraid she's already giving herself a great downfall by the switch.. The Kapuso's move of making Marian Rivera the modern MariMar will make her Angel's constant rival.. Good luck to Marian! I've heard you've got high ratings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having my stupid video card broken makes everything worse.. i wanted to play hidden object games, but i can only do limitedly.. aAaaRrrGggH! i need to play.. *sob* ooooh,, mom's cooked sinigang.. be back soon! *gone to pig out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-2989428363640655794?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/2989428363640655794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=2989428363640655794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/2989428363640655794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/2989428363640655794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/08/issue-bombardations.html' title='issue bombardations?!?!?!'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-4595841724437102422</id><published>2007-08-18T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T13:05:01.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>discombobulation muli..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's cooked arroz caldo.. mmmmm.. i love &lt;b&gt;garlic...&lt;/b&gt; *gone to pig out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-4595841724437102422?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/4595841724437102422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=4595841724437102422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/4595841724437102422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/4595841724437102422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/08/discombobulation-muli.html' title='discombobulation muli..'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-810042576425069601</id><published>2007-08-16T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:13:00.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obliterating rain!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my mum seems a bit strange lately.. she used to ignore everything and go on for what she cared for, but recently we siblings have been receiving a lot of rebukes.. even the littlest things seem to shag her.. and it's kind of annoying, really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;hr width="250"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm beginning to hate storms.. before, i'd be willing to pray for tropical depressions in Manila and wait for the suspensions of classes.. I really love the suspensions way back when I was in Elementary and Highschool so as to delay school commotions.. but now? Thinking that losing one meeting for a laboratory class is indeed dreadful.. In a College considering 4 terms a year, it just isn't helpful.. another problem, the Department of Education announces suspensions late.. LATE!! good thing my class starts at 9:00am everday.. if i happen to have classes at 7:30am, I should have been suffering the consequences of being stranded in Intramuros' puddles.. I'm sad to say that the Philippine Atmospheric Geophysical and Astronomical Services Administration (PAGASA) fails to give the suspensions on time.. Sorry, but arriving in school with soiled socks, dripping hair, wet belongings and finding out classes are suspended just won't do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the kind of vacation the rain disseminates.. it's like my door to graduation is blocked by several boulders..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;hr width="250"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shetnEss.. i haTe this kind of feeling.. the feeling of missing someone i know who's mine and ONLY mine, yet completely at a loss on how he's doing at the very moment.. inNggrrkkK!! makes all the hair in my body stand to their ends.. i don't know, but my morbid imaginations keep twitching my insides.. i wanted to be with him.. i wanted to feel his presence.. i wanted to feel the warmth he always gives me.. and badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;hr width="250"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaY, okay, so i got that.. for the super ultimate last [i want it redundantly stressed] time, i'm gonna tell myself to stop all angst-ridden thoughts about you.. i just didn't like those &lt;i&gt;parinig&lt;/i&gt; thingies, in case you haven't noticed, i never did that to you.. i kind of demand a little respect, though, and i believe i got it.. i'm going to lower my war flag now, really.. you're not gonna hear [err... read?!] anything from me again... this is the most impeccable super ultimate last [AGAIN, I WANT IT REDUNDANTLY STRESSED, INDICATING &lt;strong&gt;I RUDDY HELL MEAN IT..&lt;/strong&gt;] time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-810042576425069601?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-2380307042134055671</id><published>2007-08-10T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:59:32.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weng-tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;just because weng tagged everyone who'd read her post, i'm gonna do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;miss na kita, weng...&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 names you go by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tessa&lt;br /&gt;tessy&lt;br /&gt;te&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 screen names you've had:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tessica [courtesy of jane]&lt;br /&gt;the subordinate&lt;br /&gt;the purple pyrolyptic princess&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 physical things you like about yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my nose&lt;br /&gt;my eyes&lt;br /&gt;my clavicle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 physical things you don't like about yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my hair&lt;br /&gt;my fingers&lt;br /&gt;my legs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 parts of your heritage:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;latin-spanish&lt;br /&gt;indian&lt;br /&gt;pagkabingi... err.. hahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 things that scare you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;squirming worms&lt;br /&gt;hissing snakes&lt;br /&gt;crawling caterpillars&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 of your favorite bands:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MYMP&lt;br /&gt;Make Your Momma Proud&lt;br /&gt;Juris and Chin... hehehehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 of your favorite songs:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Said I Love You But I Lied&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's Gonna Stop Us&lt;br /&gt;You Are My Song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 things you want in a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;honesty&lt;br /&gt;loyalty&lt;br /&gt;.. fun ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 truths and a lie in no particular order:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i watch porn..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not mad at THEM anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to adore Prof. Sese... &lt;em&gt;tanong?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 things about the preferred sex that appeals to you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;intelegenté&lt;br /&gt;30% humor&lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTANDING..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 of your favorite hobbies:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;magbasa&lt;br /&gt;matulog&lt;br /&gt;kumain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 things you really want to do badly right now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mag-blog&lt;br /&gt;magbasa ng Deathly Hollows uli&lt;br /&gt;mag Mystery Case Files&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 careers you've considered/you're considering:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;systems analyst&lt;br /&gt;COE&lt;br /&gt;professor na terror&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 places you want to go on vacation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Paris&lt;br /&gt;London&lt;br /&gt;UK&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 kids' names you like:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nymphadora&lt;br /&gt;Gertrude&lt;br /&gt;Bartemius&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 things you want to do before you die:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;play the guitar&lt;br /&gt;write&lt;br /&gt;do my Last Will and Testament&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 ways that you are stereotypically a guy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i prefer jeans and shirt&lt;br /&gt;i prefer immediate action&lt;br /&gt;I AM IMPLOSIVE..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 ways that you are stereotypically a girl:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm a banshee.. ever heard of a guy banshee?&lt;br /&gt;i have a prince..&lt;br /&gt;i hate being messy.. (though sometimes, I am..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 celebrity crushes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shia Labeouf&lt;br /&gt;Tom Felton&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 persons you're tagging:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;the person who reads this&lt;br /&gt;the person who understood this..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO ON...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-2380307042134055671?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/2380307042134055671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=2380307042134055671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/2380307042134055671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/2380307042134055671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/08/weng-tagged.html' title='weng-tagged...'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-6086766794150808685</id><published>2007-08-06T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T08:39:14.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the louder wave...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;herE's the louder waVe... i've been away from the blogging world for eons, i almost forgot i had a blog.. but i had no idea of deleting it &lt;strike&gt;like kuya armand did&lt;/strike&gt;, not really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason perhaps, is/are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. MY PRINCE..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;among all my priorities, i now choose him first.Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. academic works..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Professor Sese is killing my wits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. i prefer developing bonds with the staffers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya stephen, he's been making a lot of tambays now.. because of his morbid schedule, probably.. i'm looking forward to have a chat with ate melissa next.ÜÜ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HP hooked me again.. i really love that magical boy..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;warning.. spoilers alert!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it.. &lt;b&gt;Severus Snape&lt;/b&gt; actually became my &lt;b&gt;favorite&lt;/b&gt; character when i read the Deathly Hallows.. &lt;strike&gt;err.. or storytold, thanks a lot, kuya ninong&lt;/strike&gt; i mean, yeah, he's been good to have given Harry an &lt;i&gt;Exceeds Expectations&lt;/i&gt; in his OWL but portraying himself as Harry's real-life father when Harry (or ANYONE) least knew it, was SO AN ANGEL OF HIM.. he even died for Harry.. awwwww.. Snape was so sorry when he told Voldemort about the prophecy because the only woman he loved, Lily, died because of it.. Dumbledore was reluctant to accept apologies of a Death-Eater thereof, but when Snape reassured him of protecting Harry, he forgave him as well.. now i know why Dumbledore trusts Snape so much.. because he knows how to love... AWWWW... if his life wasn't touched by Lily Evans, i doubt these things to happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't look like I got a bit of HP hangover, do I? don't get mad at me for the spoilers, i warned you.. hehehe.Ü&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so much for the hangover, yes, so much.. digressing, i got so touched at nashy-bunny's line,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"tessy understands everything.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. flattering, ain't it? well, i really do.. the only thing i don't understand is why some other people don't comprehend when it is so much easy to do.. or at least, if my hazard guess won't fail me—forgive me for the lack of seemly modesty—because i had been just too good..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;pleasant thing i had manners.. or else, i'd just give another reason for myself to disdain such persons valuing irresolution.. or must i? just because a regular term student by the name i wouldn't say, tells half the school's population that i'm such a &lt;i&gt;bobo&lt;/i&gt; or a &lt;i&gt;tanga&lt;/i&gt; or any name that person hankers to call me, i'd be mortified? ah, an absurd upshot.. i recently found out from someone &lt;b&gt;not so close to me&lt;/b&gt; that that person had done it again.. i've gone far away enough from visiting something that belongs to that person, nor have i remarked on anything that person willfully says (about not so interesting topics like disparaging or whatsoever) yet that person still can't get enough.. i couldn't tell that person's conceited (although i could) because i am avoiding despicableness.. all i can do the next time i come across that person is to smile and say two contemptuous words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"BLESS YOU.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you haven't got epistaxis yet upon looking my words in the lexica..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-6086766794150808685?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/6086766794150808685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=6086766794150808685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/6086766794150808685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/6086766794150808685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/08/louder-wave.html' title='the louder wave...'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-5975550519174596250</id><published>2007-07-27T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T19:41:52.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;builder hell week..&lt;br /&gt;academics' first quiz bombardings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spell B-U-S-Y and I'd go mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i let my prince taste my mom's spaghetti... mmmmm.. *yum* he even said it resembled that of Jollibee's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i flunked my stupid C2 Laboratory again... bummer... thanks to Naj, i had perfected my drills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i cheated... so what?? but i didn't cheat in PHY130, MIND YOU... that was the fruit of my perspirations.. i gave it a little extra time, because i'm not that good in analysis... i'm taking 15 minutes just in analyzing one problem... but i get the answers correctly, just that it's time-consuming, really.. i repeat.. I DIDN'T CHEAT IN PHY130...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who are kind-hearted enough to insult me, here are some reminders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never insult an idealist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; It's rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; It's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; You won't like it when they hit back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; Look at the mirror first. You may not know, but you might be pertaining to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; Be aware that each time you do it, you're getting more and more pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; There's no benefit in doing such. Your grades won't even go higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;/b&gt; You'll just prove yourself that you're a ridiculous bratty hooligan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.&lt;/b&gt; You'll realize that you're just as feeble-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.&lt;/b&gt; You'll ignite yourself early in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.&lt;/b&gt; You're fooling no one but yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-5975550519174596250?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/5975550519174596250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=5975550519174596250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakaasar pala yung ginagawa ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGUMPAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige, sige... go ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumbong ka na sa mga kakampi mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UMIYAK KA NA ULI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-5135270405178815209?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/5135270405178815209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=5135270405178815209&amp;isPopup=true' 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ako...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;uuuyy... dinayo niya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sweet... nakakatouch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakakilig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero di katulad mo, WALA NA AKONG MARAMI PANG SASABIHIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOSER...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-8896783592690527103?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/8896783592690527103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-2002812101199289653</id><published>2007-07-20T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T12:52:46.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excluded na dalawa pala hah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaay nako...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT EXACTLY DO YOU THINK IS THE POINT???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;dinadayo niyo pa rin pala itong blog ko... honestly, &lt;b&gt;NAKAKA-FLATTER NAMAN..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;parinig-parinig pa kayo,, kala niyo naman hindi ko alam na pinariringgan niyo ako.. please lang hah.. next time pag magpaparinig kayo, GALINGAN NIYO NAMAN.. &lt;a href="http://scarlet-burned-angst.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;punyeta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;gusto niyo magsulat pa ako tungkol sa inyo? sure,, i'd love to.. lalo na tungkol dun sa &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;weakling...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; subaybayan niyo hah.. huwag kayong mag-alala.. rest assured na &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;walang wrong grammar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sa isusulat ko.. *bow*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-2002812101199289653?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/2002812101199289653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=2002812101199289653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/2002812101199289653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/2002812101199289653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/07/dalawang-excluded-pala-hah.html' title='excluded na dalawa pala hah...'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-1592253253890063427</id><published>2007-07-15T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:13:14.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>discombobulated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;yeah.. i'm really discombobulated (yeah, harold and venz influenced me regarding that stupid word...) on thinking about things i shouldn't even think about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bother my own self..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's irritating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he asked me this question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"tatagal pa ba??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what that actually means,&lt;br /&gt;I'M ALREADY HELL DUMBFOUNDED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of thinking about things...&lt;br /&gt;i'm bothered...&lt;br /&gt;i'm not keeping my cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again,, i'm. . . i'm. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nbatxHifl_I/RpntuF5ZoCI/AAAAAAAAACY/4jN9cjbTX4o/s1600-h/594406362l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087358630204383266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nbatxHifl_I/RpntuF5ZoCI/AAAAAAAAACY/4jN9cjbTX4o/s200/594406362l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-1592253253890063427?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nbatxHifl_I/RpntuF5ZoCI/AAAAAAAAACY/4jN9cjbTX4o/s72-c/594406362l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-6774188427981841374</id><published>2007-07-14T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T17:31:42.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sa wakas... i miss you, blog!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;yEssss!!! nakapaG-bLog din! pasensiya na sa aking mga mambabasa kung hindi ako nakakapag-update,, taena ang dami kong ginagawa kahit first week pa lang ng klase.. shEtness.. so ano ba ang baLita? maDami.. sObranG dami..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;good nEws mUna o baD nEws?.. baD mUna..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BAD NEWS..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Prof. ko si Sir Sarkhan Baun..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinakaterror sa Dept. of Physics.. Masaya na siya kapag kalahati lang ng klase ang pumapasa sa kanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Prof. ko si Sir Jerome de la Cruz..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinakaterror sa Dept. of Mathematics and Mechanics.. pag cuberoot ng klase ang nakapasa na, mataas na passing rate na sa kanya yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Prof. ko ang baklang si Sir Sese..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lechugas talaga.. terror term ba ito? Siya ang prof ko sa Electromagnetics.. terrorizer ng EE-ECE-CoE Dept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Na-Stranded ako sa 7-11 dahil sa atribidang ulan nung Tuesday..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakshet talaga,, bumaha sa intramuros at bumaho ang paa ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. May mga "magagaling" akong kaklase sa Com Programming 2..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaRgghh.. punYeta.. niLayuaN na nGa eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Pumalpak ang printing ng TNB ad posters at mali ang pirma sa Press ID ko..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaayy.. may topak talaga ang brother printer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. naAsaR na naMan anG pRinsiPe ko daHiL sa hinDi kami naKanooD nG HP..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaY,, ang dami ko kaSing ginagawa eh.. cRam diTo, cRam doon.. hinDi ko na aLam kuNg panO makakaBawi.. ='(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;o diBa.. totaL maLas.. gRrr!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gOod nEws naMan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. naKabonDing si aTe annA..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Poka de Gracia... wEeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. kUmukuLit na si kUya bHadz..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nYahahahaha.=) naG-ooPen up na siYa nG paunTi-unTi.. yEy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. niGht-oUt, jUnioRs!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gRabeh, na-miSs ko taLaga anG mGa ganUng mOmeNts.. ABRA ACADEMY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. naKakakuLitan na si aTe meLissa..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTo anG da bEst na nanGyari diS weEk.. nYahahahaha.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. nakiTa kO si KatRina HaLiLi up cLose..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mUkha siYa taLaganG diYosa.. anG kuLit nUng naGperfOrm siYa sa schooL.. hiniLa siYa nG mGa tao.. hEhehe.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;o siya, siya.. ito lang muna.. dami pa ko tatapusin.. haaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-6774188427981841374?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/6774188427981841374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=6774188427981841374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/6774188427981841374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/6774188427981841374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/07/sa-wakas-i-miss-you-blog.html' title='sa wakas... i miss you, blog!!'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-8733888018122211014</id><published>2007-07-09T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T11:37:43.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehehe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ooops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just noticed something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't the only one who's having a tongue like a sword here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after several eons of thinking i had the most powerful tongue the peer had, this one came.. and to my horror of horrors — I WAS DETHRONED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no... this can't be.. i was accused that way, SO I SHOULD BE &lt;strike&gt;needless to say, to make them miserable&lt;/strike&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on second thought, it's nothing.. really.. i was on the verge of &lt;i&gt;"need... to be... *choke* back on my throne!!"&lt;/i&gt; but it was time i hand it to someone who is aspiring enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND YOU GOT IT..&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-8733888018122211014?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/8733888018122211014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=8733888018122211014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/8733888018122211014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/8733888018122211014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/07/hehehehe.html' title='hehehehe..'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834403099010389822.post-6803727617896843849</id><published>2007-07-05T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T17:16:31.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sige lang.... school year's starting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oops.. may mga nakikisali na.. yihee.. the more, the merrier.. sali kayo? sumali lang kayo hanggang gusto ninyo.. huwag niyo lang sagarin ang pasensya ko.. you don't know what i could do and how much influence i've got.. THAT'S A THREAT, MIND YOU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;tsk. tsk. tsk. the world would be much better if effeminacy wasn't born.. such &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; judgemental persons are never seeing and acknowledging their own fallacies.. bitches in their own ways, they don't even mind if they irritate other people.. all they do is CRITCIZE, SNEER IN, and BELITTLE... oh, i forgot.. and to DISPARAGE, too.. have never even admitted their own slip-ups.. oh well.. just so you know, i don't want to involve myself in these kind of shallow stupor.. &lt;b&gt;I'M ALLERGIC TO IT..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;yeah.. i'm beginning to hate the powerpuff girls for some reasons only me and my prince knew.. i'm kicking off to abhor those cuddly little girls literally and figuratively.. they resemble some. . . ewww.. just the thought of it makes all the hair on my body stand to their ends.. &lt;b&gt;blossom&lt;/b&gt; is a stupid pinky little &lt;i&gt;tiyanak&lt;/i&gt;.. she always gets in the way and make it a point to tell everybody's faces who's boss.. believes her influence is BIG, not to mention her. . . err.. yeah, is, too.. &lt;b&gt;bubbles&lt;/b&gt; is the blabbermouth who keeps on saying nonsense things but to no avail—like her bossy sister—she's also a &lt;i&gt;tiyanak&lt;/i&gt;.. a crybaby as everybody see it, i can't be fooled by her bitchin' around.. &lt;b&gt;buttercup...&lt;/b&gt; yes, yes.. i hate her the most.. OR SHOULD I SAY, &lt;b&gt;LOATHE!!&lt;/b&gt; i wonder why she and blossom keeps on going on very well because they both have very big heads for a boss.. her pesky little &lt;i&gt;tiyanak&lt;/i&gt; trait makes an eyebrow of mine raise.. she's acting like she's so brave and all, but deep inside, has this stupid thing for Ace of the Gang Green Gang.. aaaaargh.. witless little &lt;i&gt;tiyanaks&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;weee.. the school year's starting.. can't wait to activate my nerdy mode again.. school events, laboratory reports and numbers are waiting for my brain to absorb them.. i need a huge notebook, a file case, at least 4 hours of sleep, and cuddles.. i promise i'd do well this term.. so much of the three's i've been acquiring the past terms.. I WON'T GET A THREE THIS TERM.. or at least not because I'd do things myself and/or with Alvin.. no room for being a parasite to toxic &lt;strike&gt;friends&lt;/strike&gt;classmates.. yey..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834403099010389822-6803727617896843849?l=my-morsmordre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/feeds/6803727617896843849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834403099010389822&amp;postID=6803727617896843849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/6803727617896843849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834403099010389822/posts/default/6803727617896843849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-morsmordre.blogspot.com/2007/07/sige-lang-school-years-starting.html' title='sige lang.... school year&apos;s starting...'/><author><name>the purple pyrolyptic princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14192719283504357951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c376/purplelipz/aKew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
