tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64717012651433494532024-02-19T17:30:01.677-08:00Theory of Vial Relativity and other PerksWaste land of thoughts. Nursing. Nothings. And my Delusional Quest for World Dominationchahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-45273403286838529492012-11-07T18:34:00.000-08:002012-11-07T18:40:03.082-08:00The Awkward Silence
Awkward Silence. The brief suspension of sound brought about by uncomfortable situations. (Definition by me)
For me, stepping inside a lift is a peaceful experience because I know that I am a few floors away from home. Boarding with other people is a different story. There are 3 situations: you are the speaker, you are the listener or you are alone and you don't to talk and the other one chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-29606919494558059352012-09-05T09:42:00.000-07:002012-09-05T10:11:10.337-07:00That Cat...
I love cats. My family and I adore them. Anyone who knows me well is fully aware of it. We have two cats at home: Chiyo and Evil. They live a very fulfilled life with us. We provide shelter, food and love. In return, they kill pests and spare us from their paws as they continue their lives under our roof.
Cats are natural hunters. It may be a stray or a house cat but it will find a way tochahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-61652349384721363742012-08-25T10:44:00.000-07:002012-08-25T10:44:13.483-07:00Winning Badges
Caution: Severe addiction on collecting Foursquare badges, highly expected.
This is my current addiction: collecting Foursquare badges. To start with, Foursquare is a social network based on locations. You get to create a your own profile, meet people and discover places. I started my addiction last January 2012 when I got my first smartphone. I downloaded the app when my sister encouraged chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-24765294746364552122012-08-04T02:08:00.001-07:002012-08-04T04:04:05.738-07:00If it isn't Best, it's still Good
Nutella prounounced as “NEW-telluh”.
Upon learning the correct way to say it, I realized that my whole
life was a lie. In a different light, life must go on and that new
jars must be consumed.
I saw the big jar of happiness after
washing the dishes. I reminded my little brother that our Nuttela is
not best anymore. He said that even if it isn't best, it's still
good. Good point! I will chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-68900689253766307622012-07-28T11:06:00.001-07:002012-07-29T18:58:02.850-07:00Going Green
Our home is made up of happy people,
noise and rubbish. When it comes to happy people, there is no doubt
about us, the inhabitants. Noise, yup, it is also us. As for the
rubbish, well, we are just sentimental people that we refuse to throw
some things. Don't get me wrong but we are not like the families in a "Clean House" show. We are not exactly hoarders but we love buying chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-76034685912381023122012-07-28T04:38:00.000-07:002012-07-29T18:54:08.647-07:00Food and Travel
Lately, I analyzed the posts in my blog with the highest rate of readers. Food and travel pulls more readers than any other topics I wrote. To think, I always wanted a separate blog for travel and food.
Food
Travel
Truth and Controversies
College and High School Experiences
Personal Experiences
I am not a frequent traveler but I was blessed with the opportunity to roam a little. It all chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-39783371735182092562012-07-17T09:28:00.000-07:002012-07-17T09:28:27.385-07:00Of Libraries and Bee-o-tchy Women
I published a blog entry on my multiply
account about what libraries never run out of: beeotchy librarians. I
don't mean to generalize them but it is as if they follow me at every
library I visit. I do admire them in a way because of their vast
knowledge on the system of organization of books and some are exposed
to different kinds of reading material that they know a lot of
things.
chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-11242588200037548602012-07-03T01:21:00.000-07:002012-07-03T01:40:57.444-07:00Books: From Loathe to Constant Love
(All by myself by Celine Dion.. in
3..2..1)
When I was young, of course not as the
song goes, I am not really interested in reading books. I am quite
not sure why. One of my undisputed theory is trauma. Severe mental
injuries due to teachers who pull the hair near your ears if you
don't pronounce the word right. I even remember the segregation
tables wherein we are classified accordingchahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-29849380074436197832012-06-29T12:52:00.000-07:002012-06-30T07:12:20.465-07:00Convincing... Like a Sir
This is the actual essay that i have written in moodle regarding the grade that I deserve. This blog also appears in Multiply. If anyone of my college friends and classmates remembers "Erick", then it is possible that you know what I am writing and talking about. This is just one of the essays that I took a lot of thought into it. However, being a grammar nazi that I have become, I chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-32807219578954405852012-06-28T15:48:00.001-07:002012-06-28T15:50:26.978-07:0050 Things Every High School Student Must Do
Nothing serious. These are the things any high school students should do before they graduate. Some of which were derived from my past high school experience. Most of these are things I did and few were things I wish I did. Nevertheless, a little rebellion won't hurt because it is an interesting part of life that sooner or later you will be proud of.
Embrace your chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-29713438459882856232012-06-28T13:58:00.000-07:002012-06-28T13:58:04.564-07:00Bikini Clad Ladies
Let's talk about something different. Since the summer sun
has been dethroned by the gustly winds of the typhoon season, this is the best time to talk about the Bikini Clad ladies. I
believe that since the sun burns healed, focus will be attained. Many
times when I strike whilst the iron is hot, people get to call me
names and stuff. Plus, people don't listen too.
Summer. Ah yes, chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-24700537901585020012012-06-23T07:53:00.000-07:002012-06-23T11:28:02.014-07:00MakeUp?
People say that makeup, other than diamonds, is girls' best friend, but not me. You see, when my makeup mixes with my facial oil, sweat and bacteria, it becomes a nuisance. Skin irritation would soon follow and since I feel weak when parts of my face is itchy, naturally, I scratch it. I also forget the fact that I am wearing it, Thus, I would wipe my face. If I am wearing an eyeliner, I chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-30556630745260240952011-09-29T23:10:00.000-07:002011-09-29T23:10:26.633-07:00That Witch!This witch appears in front of Cardinal Santos' Cafeteria whenever Halloween is approaching. Sometimes this witch freaks me out because she is close to being human. I tell you her hair is nylon-y stiff and if you touch her, it feels like its err human-y.
but honestly, I kinda miss it. It would probably appear soon.
Love,
CHAchahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-41531761946546295372011-09-29T06:06:00.000-07:002011-09-29T06:06:44.405-07:00Being Evil Is Not So Bad After AllI am a person. Not perfect and also not a PUSHOVER.
Way back at the age of dinosaurs (college), I always have an indirect way of explaining myself and providing evidence that my ass is not a pushover. It was very effective. It was blogging.
Simply put, for the people who remembers Miss Butt crack: When the sections were reshuffled and I fortunately dropped on hers. Wow, first impression about chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-20590973739329277292011-09-29T04:04:00.000-07:002011-09-29T04:04:07.676-07:00Writing AgainHellew.
It was the month of June when I last published a blog entry. I kinda lost the appetite to write because of a lot of things (I'd rather not enumerate because it sucks.). However, after reading my last post, I missed writing down things that may not be beneficial to others or whatever. I found out that the reason why I write is simply because I love to write. I'm suurry bloggy I forgot chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-59845505562489102072011-06-13T09:48:00.000-07:002011-06-13T09:48:34.956-07:00School Days
I hate to say it but I kinda miss going to school. It gives you a reason to wake up in the morning. It forces you to shake your snooze hangovers and it transforms you into your decent-old-self. School, it teaches you to be innovative in creating sneaky nap positions during class. It keeps you busy every night, err, busy with school work, that is.
School is fun. We meet friends and enemies. We chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-77013511387943689892011-06-12T08:49:00.000-07:002011-06-14T00:07:07.920-07:00I Want to Thank My SponsorsI should be paid for the Ads. Hahaha. You owe me!
Who would you thank after all these years?
1. E-jim
Open 24 hours to serve our printing needs. The place always stinks like feet but I tell you, at the crack of dawn, students from different universities would line up to have their documents printed. Thanks E-jim, without you, a freakin’ case study would cease to exist.
2. Mama mia
chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-64383903060296901032011-06-06T08:54:00.000-07:002011-06-06T08:54:03.735-07:00Just Some HobbyI killed time properly. Many people were suggesting that I should sell my creations... If you want to buy, just send an email to: pointguard_28@yahoo.com.
Feng Shui Bracelet
Beaded Ribbon Head Band
Anything-goes Bracelet
Shining Star Brooch
Dazzled Head Band
Kyootie Clip
Custom made notebook covers
Love,Time Killer, Chachahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-84108103396916939242011-06-06T08:26:00.000-07:002011-06-06T19:18:19.458-07:00Million Dollar BoyOmigoodness! Look at what I found in my "UNDER PRODUCTION" blog folder. Written 2-3 years ago probably when I was still in 3rd year college. Hoah, I miss the I'll-Burn-Your-Ass-in-My-blog Era!
One day, I was sitting in my chair. Physically, I was doing nothing but mentally, I was observing a bunch of people at a near distant. What made me stopped my current activity is the appearance of a big chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-12397979234575986322011-06-06T07:49:00.000-07:002011-06-06T08:23:33.744-07:00If You are a Driver of a 10 Wheeler Truck...
If you are:Learn to look at your right and left
Use the designated line for trucks when it strikes 10pm
Call your boss immediately after the accident
Know the basic emergency number
Learn how to write a police report
Apparently, a 10-wheeler truck didn't notice that there are small vehicles at it's side. It didn't also used it designated lane when they turned for the intersection. The side of chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-45089169363060807662011-04-17T09:01:00.000-07:002011-04-17T09:06:59.029-07:00Asia For JapanAsia For Japan
Since the Japan Tsunami tragedy, I have been supporting organizations that aids Japan and the victims of the tragedy. Asia for Japan, I saw this organization at National Geographic Channel Asia. I am blogging about this to help spread the word about this organization. I must confess that I should have done this a bit earlier. But I believe that it is never too late to help. It haschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-47795391922752616302011-04-17T07:40:00.000-07:002011-04-17T07:40:35.013-07:00Nothing SpecialNo really. It's real, there's nothing special here.
But if I flash my famous "evil smile", it turns to something. Don't worry, I won't tell you! Ano ako, bale?
Love,
Evil Bee-otch: Cha
chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-2107108932462727872011-04-11T00:10:00.000-07:002011-04-11T00:11:22.714-07:00Oh CandyWhat if there is a candy tree like this?
or a giant chocolate bar like this?
What if you can have all the Hershey's chocolate in the world?
If all these were possible, I would definitely have dental problems by now. Good Gracious! Two consecutive blogs about food? Man, I have to eat a lollipop or something. And seriously, I miss Singapore and Ate Richie.
chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-13832787024823463992011-04-10T23:38:00.000-07:002011-04-10T23:38:41.525-07:00Nanlilimahid na SarapNanlilimahid na Sarap, yan ang Garrett Popcorn.
Just one of the greatest food that I have tasted. I was in Singapore with my Mom last November 2010 to visit Te Richi. She took us to Sentosa and strolled around. Then, we stopped by Garrett Popcorn Shop. At first, I thought its just a typical popcorn shop where: popcorns are dry, lifeless and sprinkled with iodized salt.
And my chahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471701265143349453.post-29128016368576518022011-04-10T16:30:00.000-07:002012-07-30T13:54:41.004-07:00The "I Love You" Letter
Seryoso, napaiyak ako nung sinusulat ko ito.
Dear Cuz,
Nung kapapanganak pa lang sayo ni Mama mo, di ako pinayagan ni Dadi na bumisita sa ospital. May case daw ng dengue doon at baka ako mahawa. Ewan ko ba kung totoo yon o ayaw lang talaga niya ako papuntahin sa ospital noon. Gusto ko pumunta kase gusto kita makita. Nung bata kase ako, si Mama mo ang nag-aalaga sakin pag nagtratrabaho si Mommychahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846754640396460361noreply@blogger.com