<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:43:30.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Ragnarok fiend</title><subtitle type='html'>The life of a professional college student addicted to mmorpg's that require less brain function than jerking-off.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-110673290763091485</id><published>2005-01-26T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T17:50:32.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slackmeister</title><content type='html'>You know how it feels when you miss a deadline but you still kinda hope that even if you submit your work a little late that your prof will give you a chance because you still put in all that effort and took the risk but it feels so futile because you know that if you were your own prof, you wouldn't buy that shit from yourself and so you just get tamad and the laziness overcomes that little hope gnawing at your little heart and you end up settling for a low grade? That's kind how it is with me and blogging.  I'm *officially* going on blogging hiatus, bLOA if you will.  Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-110673290763091485?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110673290763091485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110673290763091485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110673290763091485' title='Slackmeister'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-110485984323493280</id><published>2005-01-05T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T01:45:09.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is boring. I hate sounding suicidal, because I'm not. I am really just bored shitless. I am thinking of quitting RO. It's getting boring too. Maybe I just need something to replace the joy vacuum. Them stoics are right. Too much pleasure does cause pain. Hmm...so what'll it be next? Drugs, sex, gambling? Decisions, decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yeah, it's the &lt;a href="http://news.inq7.net/nation/index.php?index=1&amp;amp;story_id=22926"&gt;year of the gay rooster&lt;/a&gt; according to some astrologists on crack.* Fabulous, except they say it will be a fickle year filled with empty talk as a result. Eh? What kind of message is the Philippine Daily Inquirer sending to its readers? Gender stereotyping is not part of responsible journalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="post-footer"&gt;*Aren't they all?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-110485984323493280?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110485984323493280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110485984323493280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110485984323493280' title=''/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-110449653208883369</id><published>2004-12-31T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T20:37:56.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFLMAO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://alabangers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/updateyourblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-110449653208883369?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110449653208883369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110449653208883369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110449653208883369' title='ROFLMAO'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-110183117524454496</id><published>2004-12-08T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T12:38:43.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Class today!</title><content type='html'>Time for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top 5 most hideous DLSU buildings I have ever laid foot on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Library. --All function, no form.  It just drains you of &lt;i&gt;sipag&lt;/i&gt; the moment you enter.  Low ceiling, off-angle stairway and walls, pillars, and sungit people. Bad feng shui, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Saint Joseph Hall --If it weren't for the full height mirrors in the bathrooms and nice view of Rizal Stadium...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Velasco Hall --This is like old military base hospital turned school building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bro. Connon Hall --Condemned old military base hospital turned school building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, oh! A tie between CCS and COS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gokongwei and William Hall --I just don't know how you would want buildings like these named after you.  What wrong did they ever do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, here are some buildings I would HATE to be caught in the rubble of after a major earthquake (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cityland condominium on Vito Cruz...heck..ANY Cityland Condo.  How smart is it to build twin towers 1-meter apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balagtas Mansion, Vito Cruz. It's neither poetic, nor manor-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EGI Taft Tower, Taft Ave. Why did something so ugly have to be so big...and right beside DLSU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That condo right across north gate where Carl's used to be. You CAN'T miss it, unfotunately.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padre Faura Hall and Blue Eagle stadium, ADMU. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-110183117524454496?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110183117524454496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110183117524454496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110183117524454496' title='No Class today!'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-110182590731442101</id><published>2004-11-30T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T22:45:07.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>,,|,</title><content type='html'>Please...if you are going to give me an "objective" movie review about &lt;i&gt;Alexander&lt;/i&gt; sounding like this: "Oh my gawd, that movie was sooooo bad!  I mean I'm not homophobic or anything, but those faggots are so gross!  Do they have to show their faggotiness so much?"...be prepared to be totally dissed up your ass.  I'm sick of bigots.  I'm sick of people who would rather have a part of society &lt;i&gt;symbolically annihilated&lt;/i&gt; just so their own glorified gender image won't be threatened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-110182590731442101?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110182590731442101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110182590731442101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110182590731442101' title='&lt;b&gt;,,|,&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-110173212627403959</id><published>2004-11-29T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T20:42:06.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakup Babe</title><content type='html'>You gotta admire this &lt;a href="http://breakupbabe.blogspot.com/"&gt;chick&lt;/a&gt;.  She blogs about what most of us (meaning me mostly) would be scared to be caught blogging about by the person/s being blogged about.  If I had her balls, I would have something to blog about everyday, with illustrations even.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-110173212627403959?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110173212627403959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/110173212627403959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110173212627403959' title='Breakup Babe'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109938621390539407</id><published>2004-11-02T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T17:07:14.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pa-tank Pa-spank po!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Snap_Argentum's current stats&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STR: 54+5 (good for now)&lt;br /&gt;AGI: 39+5 (getting there!)&lt;br /&gt;VIT: 54+4 (not bad)&lt;br /&gt;INT: 1+2  (just right)&lt;br /&gt;DEX: 18+9 (good for now)&lt;br /&gt;LUK: 1+1  (just right)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Karlo's current stats&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILIPI2: 1.0 (needs improvement)&lt;br /&gt;INTPHIL: 1.0 (needs improvement)&lt;br /&gt;INTRECO: 1.0 (needs improvement)&lt;br /&gt;ORGCHE2: 0.0 (you dumbshit, major yan)&lt;br /&gt;PYSCHE2: 0.0 (you dumbshit, major yan)&lt;br /&gt;ENGANAL: 0.0 (not again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109938621390539407?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109938621390539407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109938621390539407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109938621390539407' title='&lt;s&gt;Pa-tank&lt;/s&gt; Pa-spank po!'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109896887479742849</id><published>2004-10-28T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T21:07:54.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Physical chemistry&lt;/i&gt; is just NOT as sexy as it sounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109896887479742849?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109896887479742849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109896887479742849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109896887479742849' title=''/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109759480495241082</id><published>2004-10-12T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T23:26:44.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Email Address</title><content type='html'>From now on, I can be stalked or bugged here: ore_discovery@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be updated.  Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109759480495241082?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109759480495241082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109759480495241082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109759480495241082' title='New Email Address'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109730941529534322</id><published>2004-10-09T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T22:26:05.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Twilight Zone</title><content type='html'>Last night's 6.2 quake, which felt more like a 4.2*, happened while I was watching a Discovery Channel special on the devastating earthquake that rocked Izmit, Turkey in 1999...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuninuni nuninuni nuninuni nuninuni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;*6.2 at the epicenter, 4.0 in Manila it turns out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109730941529534322?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109730941529534322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109730941529534322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109730941529534322' title='Welcome to the Twilight Zone'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109726385160790612</id><published>2004-10-09T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T03:30:51.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sleep feels like such a waste of time sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109726385160790612?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109726385160790612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109726385160790612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109726385160790612' title=''/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109681628185984447</id><published>2004-10-03T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T23:18:47.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathed in the warmth of dusk</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/itchycity.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109681628185984447?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109681628185984447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109681628185984447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109681628185984447' title='Bathed in the warmth of dusk'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109673870659024000</id><published>2004-10-03T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T01:40:13.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bush gives RP special mention on terror fight"</title><content type='html'>...says the headline on the front page of the Philippine Daily Inquirer.  What a koinkidence! &lt;b&gt;Fahrenheit 9/11&lt;/b&gt; just hit the big screens of Manila. Go see it!  With your whole barkada and/or family even! (A plus if they happen to be American citizens who have registered to vote.) Go go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109673870659024000?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109673870659024000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109673870659024000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109673870659024000' title='&quot;Bush gives RP special mention on terror fight&quot;'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109652809736828586</id><published>2004-09-30T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T15:08:17.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANIMO!!!!!</title><content type='html'>School spirit is at a feverish pitch today in DLSU, and I can't help but feel excited as well. I do think we have a chance of winning this. After fifteen years of life as a student in 6 different schools, DLSU is the first school I have ever felt a sense of pride for (even though they DO laugh at me when I say "here" instead of "present").  And it's not just because of basketball!  I love my school!  And if I am sounding a lot like &lt;a href="http://wenkgirl.blogspot.com"&gt;wenk&lt;/a&gt;, its because she is holding me at gunpoint and making me type these things because I wrecked her car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kidding (about wenk I mean, but I really did wreck the car...more on that next time)! Go La Salle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me while I save me a "seat" in Yuchengco lobby. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109652809736828586?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109652809736828586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109652809736828586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109652809736828586' title='ANIMO!!!!!'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108913014116788243</id><published>2004-09-24T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T12:38:04.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaz a shrt rant</title><content type='html'>Engineering  gate&lt;br /&gt;Eng &lt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristocrat Café&lt;br /&gt;Aristo &lt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z-square&lt;br /&gt;Z2 &lt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University Mall&lt;br /&gt;U.M. &lt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gokongwei&lt;br /&gt;Gokz &lt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ol know dat it s an intrinsic tr8 of a Lasalian Xtian Achiver to hav an afinity 4 da shortest possible way of saying just abt nething.  SO...what, pray tel, s da reason dat dey laf wen I say "here" insted of "present" during roll col??  &gt;=[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108913014116788243?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108913014116788243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108913014116788243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#108913014116788243' title='Jaz a shrt rant'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109583224829574469</id><published>2004-09-22T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T13:50:48.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Drivers</title><content type='html'>The only thing worse than seeing them on the road is being driven by one who is too nice to yell at to "go faster," "stop swerving," "stop stepping on the brakes every two goddam seconds," and "are you instinctively avoiding the shortest route possible to get to my house?!? Why?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109583224829574469?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109583224829574469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109583224829574469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109583224829574469' title='Bad Drivers'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109559918895475748</id><published>2004-09-19T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T21:06:28.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Green</title><content type='html'>But we're in the finals! Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109559918895475748?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109559918895475748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109559918895475748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109559918895475748' title='I Hate Green'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109461924498577428</id><published>2004-09-08T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T10:12:41.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations to BS Snap!</title><content type='html'>Today, my merchant officially committed himself to a new profession.  Snap is now a blacksmith in training! *woot woot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/Inauguration/Wafu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/Inauguration/Wafu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/Inauguration/Wafu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/Inauguration/Wafu4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109461924498577428?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109461924498577428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109461924498577428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109461924498577428' title='Congratulations to BS Snap!'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109409058405274602</id><published>2004-09-02T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T10:03:04.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109409058405274602?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109409058405274602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109409058405274602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109409058405274602' title='...'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109273534238137295</id><published>2004-08-17T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T17:35:42.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*giddy with found-my-crush-on-friendster-stalker-fun excitement* hihihi ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109273534238137295?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109273534238137295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109273534238137295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109273534238137295' title=''/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109213203202448946</id><published>2004-08-10T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T18:00:32.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slothfest</title><content type='html'>To make a long story short (because I am too lazy to do this any other way), I had rheumatic fever and it sucked like ass and hotcakes.  It was, however, the perfect excuse to miss an exam that I didn't study for and to stay the hell away from people, places, and certain evil Physical and Organic Chemistry concepts and the respective professors that they belch forth from.  Too bad though, this will be the first and last time I will be using this excuse, and not in a sissy one-hit-wonder-chicken-pox kind of way.  A 2nd attack is possible and could do damage to my sweet little heart.  Not fun.  In fact, less fun than sitting through a lecture on the three laws of thermodynamics while sliding down a 10-foot razor and into a bucket of alco... you get the picture.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109213203202448946?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109213203202448946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109213203202448946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109213203202448946' title='Slothfest'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109172543693108879</id><published>2004-08-06T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T17:40:03.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curve Ball</title><content type='html'>Every once in a while life throws you one.  I woke up Wednesday morning with a sore, swollen right wrist, which was odd because I couldn't think of anything I did during or right before my sleep that could have caused trauma to it.  Not thinking much of the whole thing, I drove to school with one arm on a sling; wrist ben-gayed and bandaged (showering with only one hand was a bitch).   Some of my org colleagues were kind enough to help me carry two boxes and a component, sound equipment I brought for our career talk that day.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;It felt good when people showed their concern, but honestly, after a while it started to get to me.  Case in point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerned Individual #1:  Oh my gosh..what happened to you??&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Some weird sprain.  I really don’t know how I got it.  Just woke up and there it was.&lt;br /&gt;Concerned Individual #1: You want me to get you anything from the mall? &lt;br /&gt;Me:  (ang sweet…pogi points pala ang pilay.) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerned Individual #2:  Ano nangyari?  Ok ka lang?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Sprain.  Di ko alam bakit. Baka kinukulam ako hehe&lt;br /&gt;Concerned Individual #2:  Ngek!  Bakit nga??&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Amp! Totoo yun! Except yung kulam.) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerned Individual #3:  Ano nangyari sayo??&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Sprain lang ata.  Di ko alam kung ano nangyari.  Nagising lang ako tapos yun.&lt;br /&gt;Concerned Individual #3:  Sabi mo nga. Sino ba kasi kasama mo sa kama?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  (Amp ulit! I swear it is true.) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerned Individual #4:  Is it broken? How’d it happen?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Sprain I think.  Don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;Concerned Individual #4:  Weird! Pwede ba yun? &lt;br /&gt;Me: (Maniwala naman kayo! Amf!) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerned Individual #n:  Ano nangyari sayo, dude??&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Concerned Individual #n:  Ouch! Sige, ingat.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Sige, thanks!  &gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta give em what they wanna hear.  The fun kinda stopped there though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hour into the career talk, my wrist was throbbing and my arm started to tingle.  I also had a fever by this time.  I took Biogesic and it helped quell the fever for a little while.  I even felt well enough to carry the sound equipment I brought back to my car.  The fever came back just when I went to class (I only have one class Wednesdays).  I was noticeably shivering.  At one point, the professor asked if I was in pain.  I just said I was feeling cold, because as long as my arm kept still I felt no pain.  She turned the a/c down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was beyond glad when class ended. The combination of high fever and sore arm made me think twice about driving all the way home &lt;i&gt;single-handedly&lt;/i&gt;.  It was raining and traffic was still full-blast on the expressway at 7:30pm.  I decided I would wade things out at a good friend’s house in Makati until rain and traffic subsided.  When I got there he panicked.  My fever was uber high and he told me to pop two Biogesic tabs right away.  Minutes later, he noticed pale red spots on my left arm.  Panic!  My other arm had some too, and my neck and chest.  What luck!  I get a sprain and measles all in one day!!  I’m going to miss three exams!!  If I get my classmates sick too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was I in no physical condition to drive at this point, mentally I was a wreck.  I called my parents to see if they were anywhere near the area and if one of them could drop by my friend’s house and drive me home or to a hospital.  Turned out they were already in Alabang.  I had to drive myself, hoping that traffic would be light by 8:30pm.  It wasn’t.  And somewhere between the EDSA-Ayala tunnel and the Magallanes interchange, I kept my eyes on the road, but I was staring into nothing.  My car (or rather, wenk’s car :P) kissed the behind of a pick-up truck rather hard.  She lost some teeth.  I nearly lost my mind. Good thing the pick-up wasn’t damaged.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Turns out it isn’t measles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109172543693108879?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109172543693108879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109172543693108879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109172543693108879' title='Curve Ball'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109152495197296649</id><published>2004-08-03T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T17:52:42.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ara? @_@</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://manila.morehotels.com/edsa-shangri-la,-manila-map.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/shangri-la.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleek, new national flag or smartass road map?&lt;/a&gt; Your guess is as good as mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109152495197296649?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109152495197296649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109152495197296649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109152495197296649' title='Ara? @_@'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109083246124701893</id><published>2004-07-26T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T17:01:01.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I laughed</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/churchsign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://evilchaos.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; silly goose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109083246124701893?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109083246124701893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109083246124701893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109083246124701893' title='I laughed'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-109077718060829928</id><published>2004-07-25T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T01:45:05.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dome my Asstro</title><content type='html'>I slept a lot today.&amp;nbsp; I sleep when I'm depressed.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I just had too much of a high Friday night and now I'm coming down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Or maybe Cuneta Astrodome&amp;nbsp;just had horrific enough feng shui to ruin the rest of my weekend despite a splendid high.&amp;nbsp; If I get forced one more time to attend one of these book-publicity-stints-in-the-guise-of-a-Bible-conference conference, I will have to shoot myself.&amp;nbsp; I slept through half the damn thing on&amp;nbsp; a janky ass cramped&amp;nbsp;seat, and the other half&amp;nbsp;I spent&amp;nbsp;playing&amp;nbsp;bowling on&amp;nbsp; my cellphone (game sounds off of course...new high score:181).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And I am quite curious to know who’s grand idea it was to name it “Astrodome?”&amp;nbsp; The place&amp;nbsp;looks &lt;b&gt;nothing&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;like a dome nor does it even remotely resemble anything celestial.&amp;nbsp; Also, what is &lt;i&gt;up&lt;/i&gt; with their hotdogs?&amp;nbsp; You would think that 50 years under American occupation would have been enough time to effectively pass on the fine art of hotdog serving to the Filipino people, but no.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;As if the fact that they were deep-fried in stale grease was not&amp;nbsp;enough, they didn't have mustard!&amp;nbsp; AMF! I don't think I will do homework tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-109077718060829928?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109077718060829928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/109077718060829928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109077718060829928' title='Dome my Asstro'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108991572521653218</id><published>2004-07-16T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T02:31:27.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feh...Kaka.</title><content type='html'>Once again, I find myself pulling a Chemistry-and-Physics-Final-Lab-Report Typing Marathon™.  I never learn!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to NOT see sunrise at least one friday this term!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108991572521653218?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108991572521653218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108991572521653218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108991572521653218' title='Feh...Kaka.'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108985968776581822</id><published>2004-07-15T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T10:49:13.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badu badu bop bum di dum dum di dee</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/Erykah%20Badu/erykah_badu.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And then she arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Like daybreak inside a railway tunnel,&lt;br /&gt;like the new moon,&lt;br /&gt;like a diamond in the mines,&lt;br /&gt;like high noon to a drunkard,&lt;br /&gt;Sudden...&lt;br /&gt;She made my heart beat in the now, now time signature,&lt;br /&gt;her skin a canvas for ultra violet brush strokes.&lt;br /&gt;She was the sun's painting,&lt;br /&gt;she was a deep cogniac color,&lt;br /&gt;her eyes fall like lights along the new city,&lt;br /&gt;her lips pursed as if her breath was too sweet and full for her mouth to hold.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mos Def, from Jill Scott's &lt;i&gt;Love Rain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she sings damn well too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108985968776581822?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108985968776581822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108985968776581822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108985968776581822' title='Badu badu bop bum di dum dum di dee'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108971159718969687</id><published>2004-07-13T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T00:19:02.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason enough to update</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/VVS.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAH!  Why my blog??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's not that I've been lazy.  Really!  Its just that lately I have lost all ability to finish any goshdarn post I start.  I have twelve drafts saved on my posting tab!  I'm burned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this blog just needs a new title.  I haven't really been living up to my Ragnarok fiend persona.  It's been three straight weeks since I last played :) I'm so proud :) (and no, Phillip, not that kind of &lt;i&gt;straight&lt;/i&gt; hehehehe).  *sigh*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could use a few suggestions. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108971159718969687?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108971159718969687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108971159718969687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108971159718969687' title='Reason enough to update'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108860699203802882</id><published>2004-06-30T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T22:49:52.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaresound™</title><content type='html'>Da bombest online radio station ever. 'nuff said.  Back to homework ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108860699203802882?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108860699203802882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108860699203802882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108860699203802882' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flaresound.com/&quot;&gt;Flaresound™&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108841482324584093</id><published>2004-06-28T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T17:27:03.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do vegetarian Lasallistas survive on Taft Avenue?</title><content type='html'>Do they even exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know. Please :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108841482324584093?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108841482324584093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108841482324584093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108841482324584093' title='How do vegetarian Lasallistas survive on Taft Avenue?'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108798434108097159</id><published>2004-06-23T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T23:50:38.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karlo's Top 9 Hoarded SMS (so he can finally delete them and free up some phone memory without feeling withdrawal symptoms)</title><content type='html'>9.  From Jonas:  The stars don't move in the sky, the summer hour is like any other summer. But the boy walking ahead of you--if you don't speak up, he'll never be the one. -Sandro Penna, "The Stars Don't Move".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  From Edz:  Hayo na't dimugin ang bato mong puso&lt;br /&gt;Sa pait ng aking luhang tumutulo&lt;br /&gt;Nang ang mailap mong awa'y nang umamo&lt;br /&gt;Sa walang hangganang tapat kong pagsuyo. -History book daw? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Well, at least they're now counting. It's still boring, the only thing that made my day so far was your text. (Secret nalang 'to k?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  From Jonas:  For we lose not only by death, but also by leaving and being left, by changing and letting go and moving on. -Judith Viorst &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Jonas:  Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love. -R.M. Rilke... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  From younger bro:  totoo ba na ang mgnda &amp; gwap0 mhna sa isfeling end grammers? may gas! Did dey sure? Wat d0es dey pr00f? its hurts t00 me! I am n0t beleif of this! D0es u? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  From Nina:  HI CUZIN! JST WNTD 2 TEL U, N CASE U DIDNT KNW, ME GETING MARIED TDY. WSH U WERE HIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Hahaha u know this is also dificult 4 me. Leting go someone u love. But thats life. Kaya give me a smile :) a real 1. (Wala ng pakialaman hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Jonas:  I would like to be the air&lt;br /&gt;that inhabits you for a moment&lt;br /&gt;only. I would like to be that unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;and that necessary. -Margaret Atwood, variations on the word sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108798434108097159?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108798434108097159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108798434108097159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108798434108097159' title='Karlo&apos;s Top 9 Hoarded SMS (so he can finally delete them and free up some phone memory without feeling withdrawal symptoms)'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108747571734718112</id><published>2004-06-17T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T20:38:45.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How glam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/affliction/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/affliction/f.png" title="I am Syphilis. Don't Screw With Me, Or I'll Give You Dementia." alt="I am Syphilis. Don't Screw With Me, Or I'll Give You Dementia." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/affliction/"&gt;Which Horrible Affliction are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;A Rum and Monkey disease.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you're syphilis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transmitted by direct contact with one of your infections (usually through unprotected sex), you're one nasty STD! In your initial stages, you cause sores, usually on the genitals or in the rectum, but that's only the delicious beginning. Later on, you'll cause a rash, and then slip away ... but you won't be gone. No no, my friend. You're far too cunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll still pass yourself on to anyone the poor soul you've infected has sex with (anal, vaginal or oral), and you'll start to erode their muscles and nerves! In fact, you'll eventually lead, if left untreated, to malcoordination, blindness, paralysis, dementia and then death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's not all - if you infect a pregnant women, you'll also be passed to their child! A single shot of penicillin will kill you, but shhhhh .. I won't tell anyone if you won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Found this through &lt;a href="http://antediluvian.blogspot.com/"&gt;Podi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108747571734718112?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108747571734718112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108747571734718112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108747571734718112' title='How glam!'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108730383203095187</id><published>2004-06-15T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T20:50:32.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Azure Dairy</title><content type='html'>I think I like &lt;a href="http://ayzee.blogspot.com/"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt;...but I am afraid. *pokes &lt;a href="http://ayzee.blogspot.com/"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt; with a long stick*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108730383203095187?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108730383203095187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108730383203095187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108730383203095187' title='Azure Dairy'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108718579930439168</id><published>2004-06-14T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T13:09:46.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EAT BULAGA SUCKS!</title><content type='html'>I think I have found a new calling.  Check out &lt;a href="http://eatbulagasucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;eat's blog-o-brilliance&lt;/a&gt; and enjoy his hilarious hate mail chop-chops. View the guestbook and ponder the sheer stupidity of...err...stupid people.  Don't forget to sign the guestbook! I am only sorry I didn't find this site sooner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108718579930439168?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108718579930439168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108718579930439168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108718579930439168' title='EAT BULAGA SUCKS!'/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108660157151815982</id><published>2004-06-07T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T19:45:20.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Bridges Unburned&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading my old weblog makes me cringe! It was so dramatic! So angsty! So opinionated! So much more interesting than this one! I I have therefore decided not to delete it, if only as a reminder of my former wit and mastry of teh English langwij.  You can read "Confessions's" prequel &lt;a href="http://majiquero.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108660157151815982?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108660157151815982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108660157151815982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108660157151815982' title=''/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108581760349083876</id><published>2004-05-29T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T16:22:11.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;GM na scum ako! (I should have voted for Ping!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new low point in my RO gaming career.  As if being a poor blacksmith wasn't bad enough, I got scammed!!!  This is by far worse than getting rares looted by a kukre*.  That, I understand, is part of the game's design. Kukres eat everything in sight by instinct.  Something about being scammed by a fellow player is much more exasperating.  It's the fact that it was done with intent and premeditation that gets to me.  The thought that there are &lt;s&gt;criminals&lt;/s&gt; gamers out there who are out to get their ends by ANY means.  It totally defeats the purpose of mmorpg's--to have fun interacting with thousands of other players.  Exactly why people stop playing when they get hacked.  Oh well, moral of the story is:  look at vending prices before clicking &lt;i&gt;buy&lt;/i&gt;!! derrr  O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kukre -- agile, non-aggressive &lt;i&gt;ipis&lt;/i&gt; of Byalan Underground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108581760349083876?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108581760349083876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108581760349083876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108581760349083876' title=''/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108571270120565460</id><published>2004-05-28T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T13:30:43.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Blacksmith Woes And Joys&lt;/b&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rave: Snap is now a level 62/30 blacksmith with dagger smithing skillz! &lt;br /&gt;He forged his very first elemental weapon... Snap_Argentum's Iceknife! O_o. Well ok, it's not BS resume material, but it's a start :). And, NO, it's not for sale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant: After one week of 3x drop, he is still dirt poor. Worse even, my thara was looted...via kukre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inspired by the same forum thread at the &lt;a href="http://www.shadowmaidens.tk/"&gt;shadowmaidens boards&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108571270120565460?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108571270120565460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108571270120565460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108571270120565460' title=''/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6900150.post-108435367508527130</id><published>2004-05-12T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T17:35:22.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Welcome to Philippine Ragnarok Online&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;============ NOTICE ============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 12, 2004 (05:08PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emergency server maintenance. Please  standby for further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! If &lt;a href="http://www.level-up-games.com.ph"&gt;they&lt;/a&gt; keep this up, I might just have to stick to blogging again, or *gasp* doing something productive! Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6900150-108435367508527130?l=veryverystrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108435367508527130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6900150/posts/default/108435367508527130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veryverystrong.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108435367508527130' title=''/><author><name>Kaloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03901019682622104339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/Forged/My_b0o_grey.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
