<?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-3178713087357940843</id><updated>2009-11-11T17:28:23.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read at your own risk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>218</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-4901486395627630632</id><published>2009-11-08T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:46:27.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPLB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UBros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paraiso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris'/><title type='text'>Move.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SvbXgAXvQWI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Ff8ViCW8zi0/s1600-h/plakado0980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SvbXgAXvQWI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Ff8ViCW8zi0/s320/plakado0980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401741747932840290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The boys have finally brought our stuff (most of it) into the apartment earlier and we had a blast with the whole "lipat-bahay" experience. The house is slowly starting to look like, and feel like home after all the cleaning and DIY moments (re: painting the cabinets and putting up orange cartolinas in the cabinets and drawers) plus more cleaning. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatuwa pa 'yung mga nanay namin. Kasama kasi sila kanina and ayun, instant amigas and textmates (albeit to check up on us). Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Paraiso will be having its first birthday celebrant this coming Friday! Beloy's turning 18 and Vin and I will be planning something for it. Rest assured, it'll be fun! And legal. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3178713087357940843-4901486395627630632?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/4901486395627630632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=4901486395627630632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/4901486395627630632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/4901486395627630632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/11/move.html' title='Move.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SvbXgAXvQWI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Ff8ViCW8zi0/s72-c/plakado0980.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-3178713087357940843.post-1726745061877640942</id><published>2009-11-02T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:07:37.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala Na Akong Kalyo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Masama 'yan, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam ng mga taong malalapit sa'kin kung bakit masama yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh bakit naman hindi na nagkaka-kalyo si Chris, matanong niyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marahil dahil masyadong maraming ginagawa, maraming iniisip, o di kaya'y sadyang nawalan lamang ako ng gana dahil na rin sa pagkaka discourage sa'kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi naman talaga ako 'yong tao na nagpapa apekto sa mga sinasabi ng iba. Hindi ko nga alam kung bakit apektado ako ngayon eh. Natatawa na lang ako. Haha. Isa pa. Haha. Ganito na lang, isipin niyo ang isang takure na may lamang tubig at pinakuluaan ng pagka-tagal tagal. Di lalaon eh sasabog na 'yon. Hindi pa naman ako sumasabog, pero malapit na. Pansamantala lamang ito. Bukas makalawa eh makakalimutan ko na 'yon at magsisimula ulit ako. Hindi ako nagtatanim ng galit. Alam ko namang may matututunan ako sa mga kaganapang ganito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taos puso kong ipinagdadasal din na sana ay may natutunan ka din sa lahat ng mga nangyayari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3178713087357940843-1726745061877640942?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/1726745061877640942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=1726745061877640942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1726745061877640942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1726745061877640942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/11/wala-na-akong-kalyo.html' title='Wala Na Akong Kalyo.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-842167878019770611</id><published>2009-10-30T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:53:16.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Chill.</title><content type='html'>Expectations only bring you closer to a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair warning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3178713087357940843-842167878019770611?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/842167878019770611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=842167878019770611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/842167878019770611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/842167878019770611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/10/chill.html' title='Chill.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-625025984507152778</id><published>2009-10-03T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T23:18:30.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLD Youth Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Switch&apos;D'/><title type='text'>All For Jesus' Sake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still can't get over the fact that we won. God be praised :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to listen to it? Click &lt;a href="http://caabelison.tumblr.com/post/203402949/title-all-for-jesus-sake-composers-christopher"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&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/3178713087357940843-625025984507152778?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/625025984507152778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=625025984507152778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/625025984507152778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/625025984507152778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-for-jesus-sake.html' title='All For Jesus&apos; Sake.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-7471942837069647759</id><published>2009-09-29T21:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:16:02.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPLB Street Jazz Dance Co.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLD Youth Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Switch&apos;D'/><title type='text'>Step One.</title><content type='html'>It's only Tuesday and yet my stress level is like that of a Friday already. There's TOO much to do and yet so little time. I've gotta get up and not slack off. I want to finish this sem. Not the sem finishing me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a change, I'm not gonna rant about what-nots that dampen my spirit these days. Last time I checked, I still have things to be happy about, and to be thankful for. And lucky you, dear reader/s (if there are any), because I'm gonna include pictures today. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My band, Switch'D, together with Remz (in blue shirt) managed to finish and submit a song for the song writing competition in St. Therese of the Child Jesus Parish. Hurdles here and there while practicing and even on the actual recording day itself, but with His guidance, we were able to submit just in the nick of time. Good job, guys! We're already winners, remember that :) All for Jesus' Sake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SsIPdq_ez4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/l4ZNOTaVBLk/s1600-h/All+For+Jesus%27+Sake+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SsIPdq_ez4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/l4ZNOTaVBLk/s320/All+For+Jesus%27+Sake+078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386885106719707010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I still haven't blogged about GeeKs right? Haha. Who's GeeKs (pronounced as Jiks), you might ask? Well, she's my new (not so anymore) guitar. Haha. She'll be turning a month old in 5 days, I think. Haha. GeeKs is an acoustic guitar with pick-up and an electric tuner. She's the one behind my calloused fingers. Haha! Here she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SsITWkXXHSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Ga8SiwrZ2wc/s1600-h/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SsITWkXXHSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Ga8SiwrZ2wc/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386889382728244514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't mind the blanket. Haha. GeeKs was very hard to find, but the experience was fun. Thanks to Vin, Ate Chrys and the Monsies for sharing that fateful day with me. Haha. I forgot to take a picture of her box and the writings on it. We wrote simple welcome messages for GeeKs while we were waiting for our food. Haha. Katopakan lang eh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to be happy about is that I was able to get back into dancing. I satrted attending rehearsals yesterday and I've managed to get back into "it". A little rusty but I'm sure I'll get my old dancing self again. I like how my body aches again. You know me, I like pain. HAHA. I still haven't transfered the pictures I took from yesterday's training so pardon me for not being able to post even at leat one here. I'm positive that there'll be loads of times spent with the Clan pa naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading those paragraphs above made me realize that I've managed to steer away from the negativity that I have, as exuded from my previous entry. All it took was that one step to begin. To start again. I veered away from fear of a literary death by helping out with the words of the song, and also by the mean fact that I'm bloggin again. I also managed to get my dancing shoes out and move again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bale, isa na lang naman ang hindi ko nasisismulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, change topic. Na-e-emo si Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(30-minute break)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, can't really think of anything else to say or write, so I guess this is the part where I bid farewell to whoever's reading this. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3178713087357940843-7471942837069647759?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/7471942837069647759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=7471942837069647759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/7471942837069647759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/7471942837069647759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/09/step-one.html' title='Step One.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SsIPdq_ez4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/l4ZNOTaVBLk/s72-c/All+For+Jesus%27+Sake+078.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-3178713087357940843.post-3143318724981983037</id><published>2009-09-25T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:41:34.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>How Do I Start?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't been writing (seriously) for the longest time and I fear that it'll lead me to a literary death, if there is such thing. I've been trying, sure, but then again I hardly finish any of what I've started, and if I do finish up something, it goes straight to the bin for the sole reason that I am not satisfied with what I've done. I want to get back into writing, period. But then again how do I start gaining momentum and write like how I used to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also haven't been dancing for quite a while now. I'm gonna be going back to training next week and I can't be more excited. I'm hoping, though, that I could keep up with the training. Almost three months of no dancing is bad. And I mean, really bad. Hello, Boy Kalawang. Next week will be hell. It's like I'm going back to basics. I need to relearn everything that I once knew. Starting from scratch, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself not to blog about this certain something, and I'm trying my hardest (and darnest) to stick to my word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll end this entry with the one question that's been bugging me for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How do I start?"&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/3178713087357940843-3143318724981983037?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/3143318724981983037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=3143318724981983037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/3143318724981983037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/3143318724981983037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-do-i-start.html' title='How Do I Start?'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-1149477600078236681</id><published>2009-09-02T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:25:55.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been trying to finish up school related stuff and I keep on getting sidetracked (by a lot of things, really).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been my self lately.&lt;br /&gt;Even my friends have told me this.&lt;br /&gt;Out of focus.&lt;br /&gt;Always uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, even my writing's weird now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, umaasa ka pa?" (Manaig, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Begging to hear your voice, tell me you love me too. 'Cause I'd rather be alone if I know that I can't have you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP: Can't Have You (The Jonas Brothers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break's over. Schoolwork, here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3178713087357940843-1149477600078236681?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/1149477600078236681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=1149477600078236681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1149477600078236681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1149477600078236681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/09/break.html' title='Break.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-252946709113810667</id><published>2009-08-17T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T15:41:51.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life's been tough recently; holdin' on, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tougher than life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3178713087357940843-252946709113810667?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/252946709113810667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=252946709113810667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/252946709113810667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/252946709113810667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/08/tough.html' title='Tough.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-8584347798597559422</id><published>2009-07-20T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:39:46.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pogs'/><title type='text'>You Served Us Well.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SmRwT6ZihVI/AAAAAAAAAVU/nTEK3o2VuKI/s1600-h/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SmRwT6ZihVI/AAAAAAAAAVU/nTEK3o2VuKI/s320/Presentation1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360532943873934674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still remember the day when Mum brought you home. She wanted to have a guitar at home just because "every Filipino household should have one", being the musically inclined people that Filipinos are. My aunt would often play with you and I'd be listening, and sometimes even sing while you were being played. But never did I touch you. Not until 10 years later. Three weeks ago, to be exact. I strummed, plucked, flunked my barre chords (screw you, F and B)and had my fair share of "kalyos". But I couldn't stop. I was slowly falling deeper and deeper in love with the kind of music that I've been making. I couldn't stop. But then you started to sound weird. At first I thought I just had to re-tune the chords, and so I did. But to no avail. I examined you and was surprised to see that there were already cracks on your body. I don't remember bumping you to any of the walls in our house nor dropping you. I guess this is what happens when you let an acoustic turtleback (with pick-up) sit on one corner of your room for ten years then play with it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've served us well, Pogs. You can rest now.&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/3178713087357940843-8584347798597559422?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/8584347798597559422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=8584347798597559422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/8584347798597559422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/8584347798597559422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-served-us-well.html' title='You Served Us Well.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SmRwT6ZihVI/AAAAAAAAAVU/nTEK3o2VuKI/s72-c/Presentation1.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-3178713087357940843.post-3035792474820258298</id><published>2009-06-07T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:46:08.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Breathing.</title><content type='html'>Yup. I'm still here. Blog hiatus. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be blogging soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3178713087357940843-3035792474820258298?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/3035792474820258298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=3035792474820258298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/3035792474820258298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/3035792474820258298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/06/still-breathing.html' title='Still Breathing.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-3567815937382348262</id><published>2009-05-06T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:10:38.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nikon d40'/><title type='text'>Testing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.caabelison.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SgGMkQoKCmgAAB1wPHE1/DSC-0019.JPG?et=yNGE3xotR8qkkfTDe1dQjA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Second photo from the camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Acknowledgments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://caabelison.multiply.com/journal/item/www.kenrockwell.com"&gt;Ken Rockwell&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://caabelison.multiply.com/journal/item/www.dpreview.com"&gt;DP Review&lt;/a&gt; for awesome insights and effective persuasive write-ups about the Nikon D40.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Mum, for being so impulsive today. Perfect timing, I dare say. You caught me off guard. Two weeks earlier! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Kate, for telling me "go buy d40 then sleep. you have class pa tomorrow, diba? :)" when I was spending so much time on choosing between the D40 and D60. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3178713087357940843-3567815937382348262?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/3567815937382348262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=3567815937382348262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/3567815937382348262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/3567815937382348262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/05/testing.html' title='Testing.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-1819879854643714804</id><published>2009-05-05T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:53:02.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worthless And Drunk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been too long since I've blogged while drunk. And right now, I don't know what to write. I don't even know what to do. I don't even have the courage to close my eyes and sleep, for I might dream about you and end up waking up in the middle of the night crying and hitting myself because I know it's my fault and I'm stupid and can't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can's do anything if you won't let me.&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/3178713087357940843-1819879854643714804?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/1819879854643714804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=1819879854643714804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1819879854643714804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1819879854643714804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/05/worthless-and-drunk.html' title='Worthless And Drunk.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-1042469928705351647</id><published>2009-04-25T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:15:24.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Heto Na.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gaya ng ipinangako ko, heto't nilahad ko ang mga rason kung bakit hindi na ako naglalaro ng basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marahil ay bata pa lang ako eh alam ko na na masama ang "band-wagon" kaya hindi ko na ginustong maging professional basketball player na mistulang pambansang pangarap ng lahat ng ka tropa dudes ko.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lahat ng pinsan ko (na mas matatanda sa'kin) ay magagaling mag basketball. Lahat ata sila ay nag MILO sports clinic at mga suki sa mga liga. Dahil nga masyado na silang magagaling, ginusto kong pumili ng ibang sport para naman ako din ay maging bida. Nagtagumpay naman ako dahil sa aming mag-pipinsan ay ako lang ang marunong (uy, humble) mag volleyball, soccer at softball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Habang tumatagal ay lalong nalayo ang loob ko sa basketball nung natuklasan ko na marunong pala ko sumayaw. Mas masarap sumayaw habang nagpapa cute ka pa kesa naman nag ba basketball ka at nag ba bad mouth. Haha. Pasintabi sa mga die-hard basketball fanatics and hard core players na maaring makabasa ng lathalang ito.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eto na siguro ang pinaka hindi seryosong sagot/rason dito sa listahan na ito. Ayoko kasi ng mga style ng sapatos ng mga basketball players. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mababaw itong mga ito, alam ko. Pero ito lang yung mga naisip ko eh, pagpasensiyahan niyo na. Hayaan niyo, kapag may naisip akong malalim na dahilan eh ilalagay ko din dito. Yun ay kung iisipin ko pa ang paglalaro ng basketball. Sa ngayon eh kuntento na ako sa panunuod ng play-offs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3178713087357940843-1042469928705351647?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/1042469928705351647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=1042469928705351647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1042469928705351647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1042469928705351647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/04/heto-na.html' title='Heto Na.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-5528713999568588161</id><published>2009-04-21T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:11:57.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakit Nga Ba?</title><content type='html'>Bakit nga ba hindi na ako naglalaro ng basketball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abangan ang susunod na kabanata/ lathala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3178713087357940843-5528713999568588161?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/5528713999568588161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=5528713999568588161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/5528713999568588161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/5528713999568588161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/04/bakit-nga-ba.html' title='Bakit Nga Ba?'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-1576035765175805254</id><published>2009-04-19T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:19:36.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragonball evolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Review: Dragonball Evolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="position: relative; float: right; margin-left: 5px;" src="http://images.caabelison.multiply.com/image/4/photos/upload/300x300/SesxbQoKCmgAAF3gQSQ1/3113483848-1444945ae1.jpg?et=T6pTshqBG97jlh%2CSDkognA&amp;amp;nmid=232877823" width="202" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;table style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 5px; text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="70"&gt;Category:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Movies&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="90"&gt;Genre: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Science Fiction &amp;amp; Fantasy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever you guys decide to watch this film, do not expect a hard-core adaptation of the Dragonball that we used to see way, way back, after all, this is just the start of the Dragonball series. Even though the story was a lil bit different from the animated series that I've watched (even patronized) as a child, I still think that Dragonball Evolution is a good film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere that the reason behind the somewhat different approach to the story is because they (people behind the production) wanted to "re-introduce" and "re-invent" Dragonball. After seeing the film, I think they've done a pretty good job of doing the two aforementioned things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actors were good and the effects were awesome, although the duel towards the end could've been more exciting and not so anti-climatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving it four stars because I enjoyed it and because Chi Chi (Jamie Chung) is hot. I would've given it five stars but Bulma (Emmy Rossum) doesn't have blue hair and is lacking in some parts. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating: 4 out of 5 stars.&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/3178713087357940843-1576035765175805254?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/1576035765175805254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=1576035765175805254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1576035765175805254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1576035765175805254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/04/review-dragonball-evolution.html' title='Review: Dragonball Evolution'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-7218289558256579616</id><published>2009-04-16T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:05:29.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris and kate'/><title type='text'>I'm Sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've only been with you for nineteen days and it already feels like a lifetime of bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nineteen days and now I'm teary-eyed as I type this entry (that you might or might not read) because I know what I did was stupid and I don't like the feeling of not having you with me and not having that special something that we have. I miss you. And I'm hurting because I know I've hurt you, too.&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/3178713087357940843-7218289558256579616?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/7218289558256579616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=7218289558256579616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/7218289558256579616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/7218289558256579616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-2483789504019232376</id><published>2009-04-12T12:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:55:04.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPLB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLD Youth Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP Entrepreneurs&apos; Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>So Far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rosegold Beach Resort in Sta. Ana, Calatagan, Batangas (April 1-2, 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SeFwZNrF5CI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ItuxbH73TsE/s1600-h/box1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SeFwZNrF5CI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ItuxbH73TsE/s400/box1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323659812998079522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, the best sem-ender I've had since time in memorial. Haha. Rosegold Beach Resort is very picturesque, I tell you. Match that with an abundance of food, fantastic summer weather and very hyper-party-all-the-freakin'-time UPEC members and you've got the recipe for a perfect summer get-away. UPEC, We Are The Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BLD Youth Ministry's Summer Camp 2009 at Presco Resort, Puypuy, Bay, Laguna (April 3-5, 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days filled with fun, fellowship and worship. I've been a member of the youth ministry for four years already but this is the first time I attended the summer camp. Haha. Though lacking sleep (thanks to endless "it's joke time" sessions), we were still able to get through the army boot camp inspired camp. I'm still waiting for members to upload the pictures so pardon this picture-less part of this entry. I'm now looking forward to the Youth Life in the Spirit Seminar 11 SP. Woot. All for the love of God :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bisita Iglesia in Zambales (April 9, 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lieu of the celebration of Lent and Holy Week, we again decided to join in IRRI's Bisita Iglesia. I was excited to go to Zambales but the travel was gruesome, I tell you. In more ways than one, our trip going to Zambales can be considered our penitensiya already. Uncomfortable seats in the coaster/shuttle service, OA traffic flow (yes, even in the North Luzon Expressway) and OA summer heat. Perfect. Haha. I enjoyed seeing the churches though. For those of you who are not familiar with the Bisita Iglesia, it is a pilgrimage done in the time of Lent wherein you need to visit a total of fourteen (14) churches and for every church, you must pray to one of the stations of the cross (so, 14 churches = 14 stations of the cross). For this trip, however, we were only able to visit 8 churches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;St. Nocholas de Tolentino Parish in Castillejos, Zambales (Stations 1 and 2)&lt;br /&gt;San Guillermo Parish in Marcelino, Zambales (Stations 3 and 4)&lt;br /&gt;Holy Infant Catholic Church in San Antonio, Zambales (Stations 5 and 6)&lt;br /&gt;San Sebastian Parish in San Narciso, Zambales (Stations 7 and 8)&lt;br /&gt;San Roque Catholic Church in San Felipe, Zambales (Stations 9 and 10)&lt;br /&gt;Sta. Monica Parish in Botolan, Zambales (Stations 11 and 12)&lt;br /&gt;San Augustine Parish in Iba, Zamabales (Station 13)&lt;br /&gt;Poon Bato Independent Church in Botolan, Zambales (Station 14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We arrived in Zambales at around 1 in the afternoon and we finished the Bisita at around 6 in the evening. We then headed off to Subic to grab some dinner before heading back to Laguna. We arrived in LB thirty minutes before 2:00 AM. The whole trip was tiring and nourishing at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alfred's 29th Birthday Celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SeGAs10EI2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/1PfRPto7eAM/s1600-h/Presentation2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SeGAs10EI2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/1PfRPto7eAM/s400/Presentation2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323677742376690530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise! We surprised Alfred Labadan III yesterday and thank God, the little presentation that we've prepared for him went well. We then decided to go night swimming upon Fidel's endless plugging of Villa Mejia Resort (owned by his girlfriend's family) in Pansol. Being the impulsive and fun-loving people that we are, we made arrangements and the trip was on. Haha. Mum was kind enough to prepare dinner for us here at home before going to the resort. We got there, swam for four hours and decided to eat in Kurger Bing before calling it a night. What was supposed to be a quick fix turned into a three and a half hour-stay in Kurger Bing. No complaints, though. We got to talk about a lot of stuff and talk of stuff and some other stuff. Haha. Next time ulit, Saturday Club :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to welcome summer 2009, right? Haha. Unfortunately, summer classes in UPLB will be starting in three days. I've got six units this summer (Math 26 and Stat 1) and my schedule is hell. I've got classes till 6:30 in the evening and I even have classes on Saturday mornings. Sigh. I pretty much had my fair share of fun these past couple of weeks so it is only fair that I "suffer" for a couple of weeks before plunging in again into summer goodness. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew. Long entry. Not. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3178713087357940843-2483789504019232376?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/2483789504019232376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=2483789504019232376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/2483789504019232376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/2483789504019232376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-far.html' title='So Far.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/SeFwZNrF5CI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ItuxbH73TsE/s72-c/box1.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-3178713087357940843.post-3200304102175061475</id><published>2009-04-06T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:26:16.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIx, Fix.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In Filipino, "ayos-ayos".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better make up your mind, you. Decide. Not for decision's sake, but for you and the other individual involved. One wrong move, and I'll be the first to deliver a sucker punch.&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/3178713087357940843-3200304102175061475?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/3200304102175061475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=3200304102175061475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/3200304102175061475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/3200304102175061475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/04/fix-fix.html' title='FIx, Fix.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-1004567852535021707</id><published>2009-03-29T20:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:17:01.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris and kate'/><title type='text'>One Day Closer To Forever And A Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It takes only one person to make another person see what needs to be seen, hear what needs to be heard, and feel what he needs to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/Sc90LB4bDVI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Clm8iod60Xs/s1600-h/edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/Sc90LB4bDVI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Clm8iod60Xs/s320/edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318597417780317522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blessed to have met you and even more so now that you're a part of my life. Here's to forever and a day, baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3178713087357940843-1004567852535021707?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/1004567852535021707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=1004567852535021707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1004567852535021707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/1004567852535021707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/03/were-almost-two-days-closer-to-forever.html' title='One Day Closer To Forever And A Day.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/Sc90LB4bDVI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Clm8iod60Xs/s72-c/edit.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-3178713087357940843.post-5353881163796165171</id><published>2009-03-22T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:50:43.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPLB'/><title type='text'>The Last Straw.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;End of sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So near yet so far. Grrreat.&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/3178713087357940843-5353881163796165171?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/5353881163796165171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=5353881163796165171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/5353881163796165171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/5353881163796165171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-straw.html' title='The Last Straw.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-8101709642428785318</id><published>2009-03-08T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:09:22.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Review: Nokia 5220 Xpress Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="position: relative; float: right; margin-left: 5px;" src="http://images.caabelison.multiply.com/image/3/photos/upload/300x300/SbOhOQoKCmgAAD7K0lg1/Nokia-5220.jpg?et=KL9GBEdx%2BZIclrE4LEkXXA&amp;amp;nmid=216580157" width="300" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 5px; text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="70"&gt;Category:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Computers &amp;amp; Electronics&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="90"&gt;Product Type: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cell-phones&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Manufacturer:  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nokia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I was so lucky to have lost my mobile phone (my second Nokia N70) last Friday, I scoured the world wide web for reviews concerning entry-level to mid-range priced mobile phones. After two nights of contemplating, I decided to get a Nokia 5310 Xpress Music phone (in blue and black), however, the local seller here didn't have one unit at hand (the red and black variety's available but I'm not too keen on the color red). I chanced upon the Nokia 5220 Xpress Music phone and from the reviews I've read, this mobile seemed to be at par with its predecessor, the 5310. And so I bought it. This is another one of those "half=half" situations where me and my Mum would split the bill, thus, rendering me with no allowance for this week. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tinkering with the phone for hours now and I'm really satisfied with it. The sound/music capabilities are great and quite surprisingly, the 2.0 megapixel camera takes good photographs. Better than the ones taken using my Nokia N70, really. The interface's really quirky too. Plus I got mine in green, so this one's a winner! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why four stars out of five? Just because the back panel of the Xpress On Cover is in color white. Black looks better, I think. Anyway, I'm gonna look for a black back panel in the following days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a complete review of the Nokia 5220 Xpress Music phone, click &lt;a href="http://www.gsmarena.com/nokia_5220_xpressmusic-review-291.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/3178713087357940843-8101709642428785318?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/8101709642428785318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=8101709642428785318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/8101709642428785318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/8101709642428785318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/03/review-nokia-5220-xpress-music.html' title='Review: Nokia 5220 Xpress Music'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-2008894223295078005</id><published>2009-03-06T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:46:40.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>I Lost My Mobile Phone.</title><content type='html'>Yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll skip on the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have to postpone D60 for a couple more weeks because I need a replacement phone ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post my new mobile number tomorrow, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3178713087357940843-2008894223295078005?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/2008894223295078005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=2008894223295078005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/2008894223295078005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/2008894223295078005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-lost-my-mobile-phone.html' title='I Lost My Mobile Phone.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-3963078018874142807</id><published>2009-03-05T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:28:20.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas 2008'/><title type='text'>I Could Go On Like This Forever.</title><content type='html'>I'm smiling now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/Sa_DhvF6DYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/zpaRcMVC4so/s1600-h/DSC02264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/Sa_DhvF6DYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/zpaRcMVC4so/s320/DSC02264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309677470037446018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's all because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/Sa_EP-PAAVI/AAAAAAAAAUs/sGAM8C57dQc/s1600-h/oh+snap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/Sa_EP-PAAVI/AAAAAAAAAUs/sGAM8C57dQc/s320/oh+snap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309678264376099154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Boss :)&lt;br /&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/3178713087357940843-3963078018874142807?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/3963078018874142807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=3963078018874142807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/3963078018874142807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/3963078018874142807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-could-go-on-like-this-forever.html' title='I Could Go On Like This Forever.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob8iGE0kqKk/Sa_DhvF6DYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/zpaRcMVC4so/s72-c/DSC02264.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-3178713087357940843.post-674706430462010518</id><published>2009-03-01T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:00:09.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Give A Damn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't really care. I'm not supposed to care. It's history. What's important is right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, now that this wee bit of tension I was feeling since last night was already vented out by my previous sentences, I can now think clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giddy. I'm happy. My mum even noticed my smile earlier. Said she ain't used to seeing me smile like that. I myself am surprised. The last I felt like this was when, uhm, I seriously cannot remember. I guess this just might be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've so long thrown out the idea of love and the possibility of being in love again. Blame it on me, someone, from too much reading of tragic novels and prose, heck, from watching too much One Tree Hill. I've found numerous reasons why I almost condemned love. And then I found one person who made me take all those rubbish reasons and put them in the bin. I know it's too soon and abrupt, but I trust my instincts. And after a long time, I'm beginning to trust this throbbing muscle in my chest again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks :)&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/3178713087357940843-674706430462010518?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/674706430462010518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=674706430462010518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/674706430462010518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/674706430462010518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-give-damn.html' title='I Don&apos;t Give A Damn.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178713087357940843.post-174133920584202958</id><published>2009-02-27T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:51:22.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPLB'/><title type='text'>The Chronicles of Party Boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just when I thought my February 2009's the worst February ever, a complete 180 happened and I'm ending this month on a high note. And with a high alcohol content and probably, a higher alcohol tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very enjoyable night last night, thanks to the free passes we got for this drink-all-you-can party held at Java Avenue (Thanks, MJ! And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa brad mo&lt;/span&gt;! Haha!). It was a spur of the moment type of gimmick, actually. MJ, Johanna, and I really just wanted to go out and drink. We were scouring ElBi for tickets to the said event and we found ourselves drinking in IC's as we await the "blessings" that MJ's brad could bestow upon us. Haha. Lo and behold, we got them freakin' tickets! So the three of us, plus Roy and Jeico, went to Java Ave to claim the booze that's being offered to alcohol-driven young adults such as ourselves. It was great to finally get together with some of my old friends after a long time. The last time I got to drink with my highschool batchmates was during our sem-ender one year ago, I think. And the last time I downed alcohol with Roy was 2 years back, during Ryla's debut, if I remember correctly. Haha. Cool din kasi I got to hang out with Dennis, KT, and Jeico. Guys, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marami-rami pa tayong pagsasamahang ganito&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real deal is that I got to meet my crush last night. I've seen her awful lotsa times at the Cafe and I really do like her. Love moves in mysterious ways nga naman 'no? Sa drink-all-you-can party pa kami nagkakilala! Haha. Thanks, Sir Owen for "pushing" us. Haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ninong ka sa kasal namin&lt;/span&gt;, if ever. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious fun. And serious hang-over as well. Talk about getting drunk. I threw up 3 times this morning (one upon waking up, twice when I was in IBS). KT and I were obviously still under the influence of alcohol during our laboratory class for Zoo3 early this morning. P&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arang pareho kaming babagsak&lt;/span&gt; anytime &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hell with the title of this post. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Si&lt;/span&gt; buddy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi eh&lt;/span&gt;. Haha! Advanced Happy Birthday pala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've lotsa things to do pa, like memorize the Preamble and study and put to heart (and mind) The Constitution. Yeah, I got past the interview and I'm now officially an applicant. For what organization, you ask? Stay tuned for updates, fellas :)&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/3178713087357940843-174133920584202958?l=riskyreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/feeds/174133920584202958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3178713087357940843&amp;postID=174133920584202958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/174133920584202958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3178713087357940843/posts/default/174133920584202958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riskyreads.blogspot.com/2009/02/chronicles-of-party-boy.html' title='The Chronicles of Party Boy.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210341750563732995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18213700902173610186'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>