<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628</id><updated>2009-11-15T22:38:48.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Sopas for the Reader's Bowl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-6964136831048138724</id><published>2009-11-15T22:06:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:38:48.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Affairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Just What is Up with Blogging?</title><content type='html'>I stumbled upon a blogpost my sister published - her first and last - around these weeks a few years ago. I was just starting out with blogging at that time, and she, ever the supportive, had this to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SwALesZ9MSI/AAAAAAAABFw/c2BVwlqRZaw/s400/Pilot.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404332174788604194" border="0" /&gt;Up to now, she still has that same reaction. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I say, &lt;s&gt;it's actually&lt;/s&gt; I Love to Write &lt;s&gt;Day today&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-6964136831048138724?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/6964136831048138724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=6964136831048138724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/6964136831048138724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/6964136831048138724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-whats-up-with-blogging.html' title='Just What is Up with Blogging?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SwALesZ9MSI/AAAAAAAABFw/c2BVwlqRZaw/s72-c/Pilot.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-1293760912659895258</id><published>2009-11-02T00:01:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:11:39.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Fisheyes and 'Fireflies'</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Su2xCuLgikI/AAAAAAAABE8/Dev7_dDeVrA/s320/4055633814_581aba8c61.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399166188601248322" border="0" /&gt;Caught &lt;i&gt;Senior Year&lt;/i&gt; around this time a year ago. And until now, I wonder if my last year was anything like that. Sure, we were &lt;i&gt;Boys are Back&lt;/i&gt; dreamers and we, too, wanted all - but we didn't get it. None of us had a tree house and a red cape. We lost in our last big game. And our final production number... Well, the CD containing our grad song got forgotten, so we had to do it without any accompaniment. How's that for a musical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, our heads would be cut off the moment we were caught dancing on the school's rooftop or wearing a red toga on grad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HS life could pass off more as something from Owl City than any song from the franchise. But every now and then, we still get together and talk. Even if the prom stage, and practically every stage we had, were never as big and decked out as the ones in the movie -- friends were just as true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks to Carlo for the shot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-1293760912659895258?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/1293760912659895258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=1293760912659895258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/1293760912659895258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/1293760912659895258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/11/fisheyes-and-fireflies.html' title='Fisheyes and &apos;Fireflies&apos;'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Su2xCuLgikI/AAAAAAAABE8/Dev7_dDeVrA/s72-c/4055633814_581aba8c61.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-2934083281545356980</id><published>2009-10-18T14:25:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:25:58.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>"The Only Japanese I Remember is 'Taikutsu Na'"</title><content type='html'>My days have been like what's on our family TV lately. Partly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glee&lt;/span&gt;, partly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wonder Years&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Stq1FBFKijI/AAAAAAAABDM/O7nKmrtamV8/s320/DSC05536j.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393822601523661362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and just about enough hints of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Survived a Japanese Gameshow&lt;/span&gt;.&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/29892628-2934083281545356980?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/2934083281545356980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=2934083281545356980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/2934083281545356980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/2934083281545356980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/10/only-japanese-i-remember-is-taikutsu-na.html' title='&quot;The Only Japanese I Remember is &apos;Taikutsu Na&apos;&quot;'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Stq1FBFKijI/AAAAAAAABDM/O7nKmrtamV8/s72-c/DSC05536j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-127938299633564685</id><published>2009-09-30T20:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:02:41.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>If Today was Your Last Day, Then Gotta Live Like We're Dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;If Today was Your Last Day&lt;/i&gt; - Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object id="flashObj" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/4020141001?isVid=1&amp;amp;publisherID=301939184"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=21226706001&amp;amp;playerID=4020141001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com"&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/4020141001?isVid=1&amp;amp;publisherID=301939184" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=21226706001&amp;amp;playerID=4020141001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" swliveconnect="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Live Like We're Dying&lt;/i&gt; - Kris Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3WnmNvbomQE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3WnmNvbomQE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-127938299633564685?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/127938299633564685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=127938299633564685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/127938299633564685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/127938299633564685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-today-was-your-last-day-then-gotta.html' title='If Today was Your Last Day, Then Gotta Live Like We&apos;re Dying'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-4771370205125205622</id><published>2009-09-16T22:24:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:29:53.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compositions'/><title type='text'>This Little Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life's this little song I can't seem to sing alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SrD_9xJgV2I/AAAAAAAABB0/y9CV8BAVvKc/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382082991338051426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As short as it is, these choruses are just too big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SrEAR-yCdDI/AAAAAAAABB8/rSRXQ8l85RY/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382083338595103794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SrEAv6W2-hI/AAAAAAAABCE/7j6mE5xMCsc/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382083852803439122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and these notes are too high,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SrEBNrp8zuI/AAAAAAAABCM/hGKx9-s65A8/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382084364253056738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need some help to reach them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SrEBhTII51I/AAAAAAAABCU/HepOOUKqHdo/s320/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382084701266175826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And did I mention I cannot sing any kind of falsetto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SrECrQ8GEII/AAAAAAAABCk/MtrH6sPVDok/s320/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382085971989106818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SrECalcf8CI/AAAAAAAABCc/S5fyrEuvo9k/s320/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382085685435953186" border="0" /&gt;We all got our own tunes in our hearts,&lt;br /&gt;but life is a little song that I cannot sing alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SrEDLV40jiI/AAAAAAAABCs/-sZ48nU-hYc/s320/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382086523073367586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even animated penguins seem to know that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-4771370205125205622?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/4771370205125205622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=4771370205125205622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/4771370205125205622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/4771370205125205622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-little-song.html' title='This Little Song'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SrD_9xJgV2I/AAAAAAAABB0/y9CV8BAVvKc/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-8046605314749927922</id><published>2009-09-05T21:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:44:33.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things That Make You Go O_O'/><title type='text'>iPod Fact</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i soo miss this nick carter album&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;hay nako, kamae&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Edi pakinggan mo.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;yun nga eh&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;sinync ko na nga sa ipod ko eh&lt;br /&gt;para masaya&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Teka, pwede iyon?&lt;br /&gt;Isi-sync mo yung&lt;br /&gt;CD tunes mo&lt;br /&gt;sa iTunes?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;inimport ko galing sa cd ung songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pwede iyon?&lt;br /&gt;Talaga?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, paano iyon?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;matagal na, kev&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So, I can put all my CD tunes&lt;br /&gt;in my iPod?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(hay nako, kev. T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(&lt;-- Uber late sa balita.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;the feature's been there ever since the iPod came into existence. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;Pasensya na.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hay nakow, kev&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe you do not know that&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;haaaaaay. di talaga ako makapaniwala&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;literally LOLing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ano ba 'yan. The last time you literally LOL'd&lt;br /&gt;because of me&lt;br /&gt;is yung dahil sa profanity.&lt;br /&gt;Grabe naman ako.&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon ko lang nalaman. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;kev, when you insert an audio cd&lt;br /&gt;sa itunes&lt;br /&gt;lalabas ung cd&lt;br /&gt;tapos, sa baba nung itunes window&lt;br /&gt;may import button&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sa Windows Media ako&lt;br /&gt;nagpe-play eh.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hay naku, kev&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how you managed to survive with your ipod kung wala kang iniimport na kanta galing sa cd na binili mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Downloaded songs sa iPod&lt;br /&gt;CD songs are, well, sa CD.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ohmygulay&lt;br /&gt;galing ka ata sa bundok&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;(well. taga-bundok ka naman talaga... LOL... as in tagaytay. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;galing talaga akong bundok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;pero, grabe talaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;at least you can listen to CD songs in your ipod na!&lt;br /&gt;(at most importantly, tao ka na. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yes, possiblities.&lt;br /&gt;Bakit, I'm pretty sure there that there are tons of people in the world who do not know that iPod fact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[People reading the blogpost, prove that statement right. Comment that you do not know that fact!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;mikki, may random question ako alam mo ba na pwede maimport ang songs ng cd papuntang itunes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mikki Tan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;(hahaha. may friend ako. ngayon nya lang nalaman na pwede yon gawin. at matagal na siyang may ipod)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mikki Tan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lourdes, may random question ako&lt;br /&gt;alam mo ba na pwede maimport ang songs ng cd papuntang itunes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lourdes Marifosque: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;oo..di pa pwede dati?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;VI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;LOL. TOLD YOU SOOO!&lt;br /&gt;aren't you happy you learned something new today?!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yeah, but not something that I should have known all along.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/29892628-8046605314749927922?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/8046605314749927922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=8046605314749927922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/8046605314749927922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/8046605314749927922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/09/ipod-fact.html' title='iPod Fact'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-1536288124067766052</id><published>2009-08-20T23:23:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T13:58:48.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annual Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>What This Freshly-Turned-18-Year-Old was UP to</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/So15YRiClfI/AAAAAAAABBM/6q43LKkcIBM/s400/pixar-up-house-balloons-single.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372083388452869618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, I had classes 'til nighttime. But miraculously, I was done by the morning. So, I spent the rest of the afternoon with a plan of tying balloons to my house with the help of some friends I have not been with for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended with family, dinner, a cake I can't pronounce, and a cocktail glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow plus the rest of the long weekend, my relatives are staying over to celebrate, because life is fun like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the very second that's over, I have to hit the books since it's Finals Week afterwards. Because life is real like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just have to make it happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-1536288124067766052?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/1536288124067766052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=1536288124067766052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/1536288124067766052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/1536288124067766052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-this-freshly-turned-18-year-old.html' title='What This Freshly-Turned-18-Year-Old was UP to'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/So15YRiClfI/AAAAAAAABBM/6q43LKkcIBM/s72-c/pixar-up-house-balloons-single.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-7078379644387934658</id><published>2009-08-09T22:11:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:59:33.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things That Make You Go O_O'/><title type='text'>Because We All Have to Deal with the 'D' Word</title><content type='html'>A text message in my inbox - the only one in it for that matter - says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;FUNNY but true THOUGHT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In d PAST, nobody had a watch but everybody had time. Now evryone has a watch but NOBODY has time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, isnt it? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Word. Especially when the term comes to an end and you have to deal with all those deadlines...&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a cool way at looking at it, though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BpWM0FNPZSs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BpWM0FNPZSs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-7078379644387934658?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/7078379644387934658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=7078379644387934658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/7078379644387934658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/7078379644387934658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/08/because-we-all-have-to-deal-with-d-word.html' title='Because We All Have to Deal with the &apos;D&apos; Word'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-5229852825546818901</id><published>2009-07-25T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:31:50.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things That Make You Go O_O'/><title type='text'>A Wrong Assumption</title><content type='html'>I tagged along with my sister to our high school, as she was one of the alumni invited to speak for Career Orientation Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the students interested in the talks brought back memories - like how on the same week some years ago, I was in their position. One memory that stands out was when I was a junior who wasn't that much familiar with the college stuff. So, along with my classmate Cara, we went around each stall of each university that was there... until we reached Assumption College's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I kept on asking the people in that stall all these questions, they just had to break it to me. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ay, &lt;/span&gt;Sir, all-girls school &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;po kami&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my way back to the classroom embarrassed for not knowing such a fact. "I'm so stu-", I told myself. But the very moment I could say "-pid", I missed turning the knob right and accidentally slammed my face into the door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-5229852825546818901?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/5229852825546818901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=5229852825546818901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/5229852825546818901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/5229852825546818901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/07/wrong-assumption.html' title='A Wrong Assumption'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-6482857455397125609</id><published>2009-07-05T20:04:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T15:06:35.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things That Make You Go O_O'/><title type='text'>Profanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weekend chats with Kamae are sometimes mundane, sometimes profound. This time, it's profane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;buti nalang hsm is not a disney classic&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;who knows, maybe it will, maybe it won't. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;right now, it isn't&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;it's just a hit&lt;br /&gt;(i overuse :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hm...&lt;br /&gt;i have to agree with you.&lt;br /&gt;with the hsm opinion&lt;br /&gt;(and the :P opinion)&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;mas may potential pa ang enchanted though it's relatively new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;true, but i don't think that any of those will be classics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;because they're not cartoons? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;because to a degree, they are not profound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;*nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;so, there.&lt;br /&gt;but i did enjoy enchanted and hsm (from original to senior year)&lt;br /&gt;i just don't think that they are profound.&lt;br /&gt;we need profanity in disney films and all other films for that matter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;profound --&gt;&gt; involves me crying in the ending&lt;br /&gt;profanity? di ba bad words at explicit content yun? =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;i take profanity as something deep&lt;br /&gt;not bad words&lt;br /&gt;and explicit content&lt;br /&gt;we need profanity!&lt;br /&gt;we need to cry at the end!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;the dictionary says: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;profanity&lt;/span&gt; |prəˈfanətē; prō-|&lt;br /&gt;noun ( pl. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-ties&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;blasphemous or obscene language : an outburst of profanity.&lt;br /&gt;• a swear word; an oath.&lt;br /&gt;• irreligious or irreverent behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;this reminds me, i will direct a disney film one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hahaha. i'll count on that. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;oh, wait&lt;br /&gt;ang noun form pala&lt;br /&gt;ng profound&lt;br /&gt;ay profoundness&lt;br /&gt;not profanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;my bad :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;feel na feel mo pa naman pagsabi dun&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;"we need profanity in disney films and all other films for that matter!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;super LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(oh no. we're going to pollute the minds of kids!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;it's a good thing that you corrected me&lt;br /&gt;i might one day&lt;br /&gt;go to disney&lt;br /&gt;and keep saying,&lt;br /&gt;"we need profanity in disney films and all other films for that matter!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamae Iniguez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i am literally LOLing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Bautista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;and the executives would be like O_O&lt;br /&gt;i think that Roy Disney will personally hit me.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-6482857455397125609?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/6482857455397125609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=6482857455397125609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/6482857455397125609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/6482857455397125609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/07/profanity.html' title='Profanity'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-6085825291503062888</id><published>2009-06-18T08:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:44:58.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Trees, We's and the Number 3's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348273129118451474" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SjjiExbfRxI/AAAAAAAAA_k/aKibndsf6i4/s400/IMG_1188-9.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; height: 162px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It is astonishing just how much of what we are can be tied to the beds we wake up in the morning, and it is astonishing how fragile that can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Neil Gaiman, "Coraline"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt; Heaps of thank you's to all the people who's been part of this just-turned-3-years-old blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-6085825291503062888?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/6085825291503062888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=6085825291503062888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/6085825291503062888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/6085825291503062888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/06/trees-wes-and-number-3s_18.html' title='Trees, We&apos;s and the Number 3&apos;s'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SjjiExbfRxI/AAAAAAAAA_k/aKibndsf6i4/s72-c/IMG_1188-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-303279686102917847</id><published>2009-06-05T23:23:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:34:18.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compositions'/><title type='text'>An Alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(A song inspired by a story of a friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tweedledee, Tweedledum&lt;br /&gt;Tweedledee La la la la la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an Alice in your Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;Ever so innocent, I couldn’t understand&lt;br /&gt;Why all these rabbits, were running oh so fast&lt;br /&gt;So tried to catch one, so I could ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was falling,&lt;br /&gt;Then I was calling,&lt;br /&gt;And all that could hear me, was a door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn’t let me in at first&lt;br /&gt;Then all my tears they burst and burst&lt;br /&gt;And he wasn’t hesitant anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an Alice in your Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with you&lt;br /&gt;And your butterflies&lt;br /&gt;What else could be more grand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel&lt;br /&gt;Bigger than what I could feel&lt;br /&gt;Until…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to the part, Where you danced and danced with the Queen of Hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I was falling,&lt;br /&gt;But no one was calling,&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause this wasn’t just a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m stuck with the Cheshire Cat&lt;br /&gt;And mad men with their own funny hats&lt;br /&gt;On which way to go&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just an Alice in your Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;Ever so innocent, I couldn’t understand&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/29892628-303279686102917847?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/303279686102917847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=303279686102917847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/303279686102917847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/303279686102917847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/06/alice.html' title='An Alice'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-6690740469641484333</id><published>2009-05-22T10:33:00.055+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:42:39.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Affairs'/><title type='text'>Look What Greeted Me One Morning</title><content type='html'>A Post-it note from my sister left on my bathroom mirror:&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/ShYPLV54_rI/AAAAAAAAA-c/5rg7PdY-5bY/s320/01c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338471095827234482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-6690740469641484333?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/6690740469641484333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=6690740469641484333' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/6690740469641484333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/6690740469641484333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-what-greeted-me-one-morning.html' title='Look What Greeted Me One Morning'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/ShYPLV54_rI/AAAAAAAAA-c/5rg7PdY-5bY/s72-c/01c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-279700376540560399</id><published>2009-05-08T19:10:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:45:00.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>AFK Really Means "Away From Kevin"</title><content type='html'>The weeks started on a very uplifting note with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17 Again&lt;/span&gt; and a praise and worship night at an Alabang church. Then came the school's Leadership Training Seminar, which was a fun learning experience - but was just hard to get that retreat feel when your subdivision can be practically seen from the retreat house. XD The coming days became like that, doing things of leisure and of duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SgQ-zAS3mJI/AAAAAAAAA9k/6x4gSdTjE70/s320/scan0001b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333456904686901394" border="0" /&gt;For the shortest summer ever had, it sure's turning out to be one of the busiest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-279700376540560399?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/279700376540560399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=279700376540560399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/279700376540560399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/279700376540560399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/05/afk-really-means-away-from-kevin.html' title='AFK Really Means &quot;Away From Kevin&quot;'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SgQ-zAS3mJI/AAAAAAAAA9k/6x4gSdTjE70/s72-c/scan0001b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-5224436298429900579</id><published>2009-04-22T20:13:00.047+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:54:00.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Affairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Palawan, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Day: City Tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Se8JKTzcEDI/AAAAAAAAA9M/vA-6AvCQPb8/s400/1st.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327486956921950258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Day: Island-Hopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Se8I-x3PSgI/AAAAAAAAA80/KsEf1dyrMqM/s400/2nd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327486758832523778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Day: Underground River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Se8I-1OqdlI/AAAAAAAAA88/xAmsFt77IAQ/s400/3rd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327486759736079954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Day: Dos Palmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Se8ImQjzIsI/AAAAAAAAA8s/wX_GUHW-Aoc/s320/4th.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327486337575756482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-5224436298429900579?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/5224436298429900579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=5224436298429900579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/5224436298429900579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/5224436298429900579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/04/palawan-anyone_22.html' title='Palawan, Anyone?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Se8JKTzcEDI/AAAAAAAAA9M/vA-6AvCQPb8/s72-c/1st.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-8342782924953986721</id><published>2009-04-12T21:58:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:21:47.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>A Little 2009 Summer Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet again, today seems like the perfect timing to tell what's going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SeHF1j4BWFI/AAAAAAAAA7k/wED-R8ojEgI/s200/sat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323753758482585682" border="0" /&gt;These past weeks, the family's been able to go back in playing tennis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SeHGA5QNahI/AAAAAAAAA7s/W9mKzP6iFRg/s200/thurs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323753953199745554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...plus, visiting our local swimming pool and even to Splash Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like last year's &lt;a href="http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-summer-update_12.html"&gt;update&lt;/a&gt;, I'm off to bed early tonight. But not for the same reason of preparing for a flight.  Well, I will do so for Palawan(!) but that's not until Saturday. You see, there's one big obstacle that will happen from Monday to Friday: Finals Week. Not to worry. Once that's out of the way, my real summer will begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-8342782924953986721?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/8342782924953986721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=8342782924953986721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/8342782924953986721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/8342782924953986721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-2009-summer-update.html' title='A Little 2009 Summer Update'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SeHF1j4BWFI/AAAAAAAAA7k/wED-R8ojEgI/s72-c/sat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-7169894409550161440</id><published>2009-03-25T23:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:37:19.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compositions'/><title type='text'>Meet Rowlock Holmes: A Puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As featured by K-Zone Philippines (Thanks, guys!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out of his boat, legendary angler and detective Rowlock Holmes heard a loud [exclamation]. “You’ve finally made it!” It was Mr. Billy Bellyboat, Holmes’s long-time fishing partner and friend. He invited Holmes to support him at an annual fishing contest—the Big Bass Catching Cup. “I’m all set for tomorrow! My super effective, super secret bait is bound to catch me a winner once again!” Billy confidently insisted. “But there’s just something fishy going on lately…” “There sure is.” Holmes replied as he took off his boot and shook out a live guppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy continued and told Holmes about his wife he has been with for twenty years now. “She suddenly keeps on asking non-stop about where my secret bait is—like that nosy Sarah Zpook! She’s been out to get the golden trophy from me after being second for all these years.” Holmes thought for a moment and said, “Then, I have the perfect plan to find out just that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following morning, Mr. Bellyboat took his wife out on a date in the middle of the lake. “Oh, Billykins, how romantic of you!” his wife sang out. Milliseconds after, she added, “Now, will you tell me about the secret bait?” But Mr. Bellyboat didn’t reply. He suddenly pointed out to the sunrise that was coming out and said, “This reminds me of our trip to the Caspian Sea on our past silver anniversary.” His wife nodded, “I remember like it was yesterday. Indeed, that sight was lovely.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their way back to shore, she insisted for the gazillionth time, “It seems to be a nice time to tell me where the secret bait is. Don’t you think so, Billykins?” Mr. Bellyboat finally gave in. “Sure, but, there’s just one thing…I’m not your Billykins!” Rowlock Holmes took off his disguise and cried out, “And apparently, you’re an imposter as well!” He cleverly unmasked the woman, who turned out to be Sarah Zpook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holmes said, “You could’ve gotten away as Billy’s wife and finally steal his super secret bait. But, you made a mistake that she would never have done!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DID SARAH DO THAT GAVE HER AWAY? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Check out the 1st comment of this post for the answer. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before you do so... more summer pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/ScpGjF0q4HI/AAAAAAAAA68/X_fDdNQ1tOM/s320/DSC03154bsmall2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317139878736748658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/ScpGjctqE2I/AAAAAAAAA7E/xDdZ_40ntO0/s320/Image068b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317139884881351522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-7169894409550161440?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/7169894409550161440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=7169894409550161440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/7169894409550161440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/7169894409550161440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/03/meet-rowlock-holmes.html' title='Meet Rowlock Holmes: A Puzzle'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/ScpGjF0q4HI/AAAAAAAAA68/X_fDdNQ1tOM/s72-c/DSC03154bsmall2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-1447126593988728151</id><published>2009-03-14T23:40:00.056+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:53:23.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>This Day was an Epic Summer Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But that was &lt;a href="http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2008/03/1st-day-of-summer.html"&gt;today&lt;/a&gt; last year, not this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Right now, I'm up real late only because I've got two big tests and a major speech on Monday to prepare for. My summer doesn't start 'til the middle of April, and it'll only last for just one month&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insert O_O&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I still got my reasons to be all smiles.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Sbvcjg7mpQI/AAAAAAAAA48/ANS7rDvHvak/s200/allsmilesniabby1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313082688107095298" border="0" /&gt;And it's not just because I already got my braces off. &lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funky teeth no more.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm happy because finally, I'm putting that "Where attention goes, energy flows" quote into action. It does do wonders if you focus on the good side. But if I concentrate on making that coming one month the shortest but awesome-&lt;span&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;, epic-&lt;span&gt;est&lt;/span&gt; summer ever, I wonder if I have enough energy to make that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One month, instead of the usual three...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-1447126593988728151?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/1447126593988728151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=1447126593988728151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/1447126593988728151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/1447126593988728151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-epic-summer-day.html' title='This Day was an Epic Summer Day'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Sbvcjg7mpQI/AAAAAAAAA48/ANS7rDvHvak/s72-c/allsmilesniabby1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-4588578670382216380</id><published>2009-02-27T22:41:00.046+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:49:48.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Friday Made Me Do It</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, I suddenly had a feeling of grabbing a camera and just walking around our subdivision for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Saf8X0_2fZI/AAAAAAAAA4E/_nRH14414EI/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307488172173065618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Saf8YLO25MI/AAAAAAAAA4M/zlceRX4SWz4/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307488178141586626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Saf8YOrsioI/AAAAAAAAA4U/tXW96r7l4ZA/s320/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307488179067849346" border="0" /&gt;Then, I found out afterwards that it was a Friday and that summer's officially started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-4588578670382216380?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/4588578670382216380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=4588578670382216380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/4588578670382216380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/4588578670382216380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-made-me-do-it.html' title='Friday Made Me Do It'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/Saf8X0_2fZI/AAAAAAAAA4E/_nRH14414EI/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-3707358810070850820</id><published>2009-02-14T12:08:00.036+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:27:55.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A List of Some Sort'/><title type='text'>"The Five Things (and/or People) You're Loving Now"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reposted from my blog with Abby and Lourdes. It's Spread the Love Day, anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SZY0paIochI/AAAAAAAAA3U/eiuaDAhB8xI/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302483497270145554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Jon McLaughlin's "Four Years"&lt;/span&gt; - The most played song in my iPod yet. I had to draw its theme for one class, being high school and the life after that. This is part of what I did. Haha I am not an artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Planetary Physics&lt;/span&gt; - I remember how my most borrowed library book back at elementary was about stars and stuff. And I once again come across astronomy this term. It's kind of interesting. And I prefer this over the Physics with computations. &gt;_&lt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 8 PM&lt;/span&gt; - The shows I watch at this time, that is. "Heroes" volume 3, "American Idol" season 8 and Net 25's "Convergence" are on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Archie comics&lt;/span&gt; - Another rediscovery. I rekindled the reading of my sister's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waaay&lt;/span&gt; back issues, and my interest for Jughead and the gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Friday sched&lt;/span&gt; - Going home to a weekend at such an early time... Now, that's love.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-3707358810070850820?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/3707358810070850820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=3707358810070850820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/3707358810070850820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/3707358810070850820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/02/five-things-andor-people-youre-loving.html' title='&quot;The Five Things (and/or People) You&apos;re Loving Now&quot;'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SZY0paIochI/AAAAAAAAA3U/eiuaDAhB8xI/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-2496584831486524118</id><published>2009-01-26T21:57:00.055+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:22:41.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>A Different Kind of Cold</title><content type='html'>Last night, I read some scientists calculated that one of the last few weeks would contain the year's most depressing day. Then let's review what's happened to me lately, and see if we can find it, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freshmen Recollection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trick is to sign up the moment the school posts it up. Afterwards, fill the first batch list by signing yourself up with all of your closest friends. That way, 1) You'd know everyone there, and 2) You'll still get to experience Tagaytay's great post-Christmas cold -- which is now gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was our case, and we are so going to follow that same advice next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Day My Belt Broke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this just had to happen. This could've been &lt;span&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; day&lt;/span&gt;. Good thing my friends helped out. It wasn't long before someone called in someone to lend me a belt. I could only imagine what could've happen if they weren't around. My pants, in a second, would've fallen to the ground. (That rhymed, BTW.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20th Campus Journalism Awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first big competition ever. I lost, though it didn't matter that much. I mean, I didn't crash and burn like I imagined. Besides, got to hang out with people I never thought I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately, I've been realizing just how awesome my friends are. So, about the most depressing day of the year thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SX8IqoqPpzI/AAAAAAAAA2s/5kfQjmz0LVU/s320/1_775210627l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295961215373125426" border="0" /&gt;Nah, I couldn't seem to find it.&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/29892628-2496584831486524118?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/2496584831486524118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=2496584831486524118' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/2496584831486524118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/2496584831486524118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/01/different-kind-of-cold.html' title='A Different Kind of Cold'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SX8IqoqPpzI/AAAAAAAAA2s/5kfQjmz0LVU/s72-c/1_775210627l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-659965756379752243</id><published>2009-01-03T14:08:00.050+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:42:43.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A List of Some Sort'/><title type='text'>The Year's Best Moments 2008 Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a year of great long weekends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 293px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SV-NAloTntI/AAAAAAAAA1A/J-8Cc4tJFfk/s320/5+copy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287099528796937938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of things to be left behind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SV-MKNXMYBI/AAAAAAAAA0w/K7wBEXqpclI/s320/4+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287098594569773074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and things to say hello to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 314px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SV-OrRp6cVI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/EyHTEgWhscc/s320/3+copy5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287101361680970066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But no matter where life takes us this time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 314px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SV-PT_6p_0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/uVzLtygMXbs/s320/2+copy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287102061293993794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here's to another year to be Godwritten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SV-MIv6Fu8I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/hWuHDD61TIM/s320/1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287098569483205570" border="0" /&gt;Happy new year, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;Long Weekend's Monday at Canyon Cove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;High School Graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Friends's Visit on the First Day of Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;Thailand Trip on the Last Week of the Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;Bohol and Cebu Trip with Family Last Summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-659965756379752243?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/659965756379752243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=659965756379752243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/659965756379752243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/659965756379752243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2009/01/5.html' title='The Year&apos;s Best Moments 2008 Edition'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SV-NAloTntI/AAAAAAAAA1A/J-8Cc4tJFfk/s72-c/5+copy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-1988375077522407692</id><published>2008-12-16T22:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:28:34.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A List of Some Sort'/><title type='text'>This Post isn't about Any of the Cullens</title><content type='html'>My New Year’s Resolution is simple: To read more. Just check out the list of the books I actually finished this ’08:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Antonia &lt;/span&gt;– And I only read this because it was a required read back at 4th year. It was amazing that I successfully &lt;s&gt;crammed&lt;/s&gt; read this in one sitting, just in time for the quarterly exam on the following day. If you know me, you’d agreed that getting through that book in just. one. sitting. could be one of my life’s greatest feats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Messenger &lt;/span&gt;– This was the only book I actually bought for the purpose of leisure. You could say that I've enjoyed taking trips to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Worlds of Lois Lowry&lt;/span&gt;. The novel was no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Give&lt;/span&gt;r, though it was a fitting end to a trilogy that easily became a favorite. Then again, I’ve read so little to actually say that it’s my kind of book. LOL.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Little Prince&lt;/span&gt; – A birthday gift from a classmate of mine this year, I tell you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baobabs... Asteroid B-612... Boa constrictors digesting elephants...&lt;/span&gt; What a weird read this is. I'm not sure if I interpreted almost everything correctly, but I think that I may have so. As strange as the novella was, I actually liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 314px; height: 144px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i309/Kevin_Wilson_Photobucket/lp3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;I did manage to have attempts for other books, though they all went thwarted because of reasons this and that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Island of the Blue Dolphins&lt;/span&gt;... Someone gave this to me 2 years ago. And I don’t know why 'til now, I can’t make through the 2nd chapter. So, it's a cycle of reading it, then eventually forgetting it, then reading it again, and - You get the point.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youngblood 3&lt;/span&gt;... A book that kept me company on those nights I was fetched late. I read part by part when I dropped by National - until the day all the stock of it got sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty Questions&lt;/span&gt;... It’s one of those super thick Philosophical books in the college library. And even though I don’t have any Philosophy class, I started reading it. Apparently, anything ‘questions about life’-ish intrigues me.  Eventually, I stopped waiting my hours off in the library in the early part of the semester. So, I never passed page 7. Maybe, next term.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Adding it all up, I technically read only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; books out of the 365 days I had. If you stack them up on top of one another, they wouldn't even be as thick as one of those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; books people are reading nowadays. So, yeah, I guess that I really should start to read more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe you should get me a book for Christmas. Haha Biglang ganoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-1988375077522407692?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/1988375077522407692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=1988375077522407692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/1988375077522407692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/1988375077522407692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-post-isnt-about-any-of-cullens_16.html' title='This Post isn&apos;t about Any of the Cullens'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-1214371210722414411</id><published>2008-12-05T19:42:00.064+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:18:18.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>They Say, "Reach for the Stars, But Keep Your Feet on the Ground"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/STn7gygdSUI/AAAAAAAAAwo/qpaOiDOtnuo/s400/DSC00564-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276524979173542210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;You know that your mind's been too occupied when you keep looking at the sky and it keeps smiling at you. But you don't even realize it did until you read &lt;a href="http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/nation/view/20081203-175804/Moon-Venus-Jupiter-form-smiley"&gt;about &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/nation/view/20081203-175804/Moon-Venus-Jupiter-form-smiley"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt; on the 'net days after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy on how I've been thinking too much these past days. And I'm not sure if things have really been hard for me lately, or if I've just been putting all this on myself. I remember writing in my Friendster About Me once, "If only, though, I would just stop worrying too much and stressing on big things &amp;amp; small things alike, then things would be a whole lot easier for me." That is so true. I'm learning, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I wasn't able to update for almost 2 months after my last post. But no, my life hasn't been that serious. In fact, last week, we had a field trip for JPRIZAL &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(where the pic above was taken)&lt;/span&gt;. The week before that, we went to Star City. And right now, I am currently enjoying a four-day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a great time to catch up, and do the things I must and want to do to stop stressing myself. I am convinced that I need to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29892628-1214371210722414411?l=chicken-sopas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/feeds/1214371210722414411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29892628&amp;postID=1214371210722414411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/1214371210722414411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29892628/posts/default/1214371210722414411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/2008/12/they-say-reach-for-stars-but-keep-your.html' title='They Say, &quot;Reach for the Stars, But Keep Your Feet on the Ground&quot;...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16182666003248381212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10968806708849631648'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/STn7gygdSUI/AAAAAAAAAwo/qpaOiDOtnuo/s72-c/DSC00564-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29892628.post-710396440335196533</id><published>2008-10-15T22:44:00.060+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:50:13.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Lose Yourself, Find Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL8-vjOZ9Jw/SPdQoXiwWjI/AAAAAAAAAjg/lPbpuZkCFUo/s320/1_578055649l.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257759744423123506" border="0" /&gt;It was last Monday when I had my routine interview for the Guidance Office. The thing's kind of a like a psychological test that the school requires. I signed myself up as one of the earlier ones to get it done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, I was planning on keeping my answers simple and just lay low. But, as early as the general information, I knew that Ms. Jaymee, our guidance counselor, would find out on how gawky I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pentecostal," she said as she read what I placed under Religion. "So, what do you mean by that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned for a moment. Even I didn't know what Pentecostal was! Apparently, when I was filling up the form during the Guidance's General Assembly, I genuinely didn't know what to put there. I know that I was a Born Again Christian, but I thought that putting was so not form-worthy. I wanted something formal. So, I just found the first person that had the same religion as me and just copied off her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confessed to Miss on what I did. And she was shocked, (To think that I got through 17 years and until now, I didn't know what to put under that simple box!) but she still wasn't satisfied. She went one about how Born Again Christian isn't specific enough. Then, I realized the same thing. Miss just gave it to me as an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;assignment&lt;/span&gt;, something she wanted me to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, things went smoothly from there. We had casual conversations on my life and how cool "Heroes" is. But (there just always just had to be a 'but'), it came to the part in the form we needed to fill some blanks. She read my continuation to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;...as a successful something, whatever that something is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;O_O I did want to sound safe and I may be unsure of my future. Though, that was probably too safe and a tad too uncertain. So, when she asked me just what that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; something&lt;/span&gt; was, it was another round of convincing her that I was making perfect sense. She ended up winning once again and I had my &lt;span&gt;assignment&lt;/span&gt; number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussing each one of them with me, she went through the page where we had to check the problems we were struggling with. She tackled on "identity" the most. It was unsurprising, really. A few minutes before that, she noticed what I filled in another blank. "10 years from now... I see myself as a successful something, whatever that something is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed out, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ito na naman yung something na iyan.&lt;/span&gt;" I replied saying that I was just like any other teenager, finding out who we are and what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that routine interview, I'm not sure if I unintentionally gave her a good laugh. All I know is that it was one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; 30 minutes. And the next time I see her, I have to tell her about what my religion really is, who I am, and where do I want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Find yourself, Lose yourself.&lt;/span&gt; It's a quote I saw a few days back and it seems a fitting title to the post. You think that after 17 years, you totally had everything solidified when you really got it all unfigured out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Thanks to Neo for the picture off our free time after the Guidance's GA. 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