<?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-6213782</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:47:45.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nonsense</title><subtitle type='html'>wag mo tong basahin kung tingin mo may sense ka.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-115683213143047670</id><published>2006-08-29T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:39:26.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tattooed on my mind</title><content type='html'>i guess ive been listening too much to Sitti's Cafe Bossa album. well, for a guy like me who's into soothing, coffee shop songs its really a no-brainer how i come to love her rendition of tattooed on my mind... aahhh.. i just cant get you out of my dreams... oh and yeah, she has other songs too.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, first term is over, and the first accounting module is over.. its hard to say whether im glad its over or what since there's more to it than what is usually heard by people.. ok, i wont miss the 5 hour lectures and i wont miss the weird exams but il miss having to study just one subject and il miss having classes only during morning.. and of course il miss my friends, especially the classmates i had during the financial modules (c34 if im not mistaken) and those who were my clasmates right from the very start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is of course lots to look forward to for me this term break.. one is the improvement of my relationship with my dvd player.. im already done with prisonbreak's first season, and now im trying to put a mix of movies and tv series but a single day is just not enough for everything i want to watch.. another thing that im looking forward to is the bunch of orgwork i have to do.. from contacting schools for the young economists convention to looking for sponsors again to coming up with a program for my org's 30th anniversary party.. oh yeah, and my dad's coming home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my break did start last week so im supposed to have done a lot of things already. well i did and it started with a mall of asia stroll-until-your-calves-get-their-own-calves with pearle, an overnight at madel's place with mads, henry, migs, sarah, maybs, jamie and jonathan (cool place, lots of singing too but without the booze) and a night out with noemi, bolz, evann, bo, grant, their frends who i forgot the names at greenbelt.. see, im having fun.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took hundreds of years to form a strong nation,&lt;br /&gt;it took thousands of years to evolve civilizations,&lt;br /&gt;and it took millions of years before man walked the earth...&lt;br /&gt;but it took me just a second to realize how wonderful you really are,&lt;br /&gt;and it would take me a billion years to forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know you're tattooed. on my mind, you're tattooed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-115683213143047670?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/115683213143047670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=115683213143047670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/115683213143047670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/115683213143047670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2006/08/tattooed-on-my-mind.html' title='tattooed on my mind'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-115379223750309066</id><published>2006-07-25T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T09:50:37.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eternal sunshine of the spotless mind</title><content type='html'>i just watched eternal sunshine of the spotless mind on home video, and here are some nice quotes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! &lt;br /&gt;The world forgetting, by the world forgot &lt;br /&gt;Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! &lt;br /&gt;Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes like this, there's a girl who got his guy removed from his memory after a fight, then this guy knew about what happened and applied the same procedure of removing his girl from his mind.. aryt, its weird and i have to watch it again to really understand what happened.. basically, if you knew that the one you love wanted to forget you completely, it will hurt a lot.. but if you really think about it, forgetting only means removing all the wonderful memories you had together and if you really have feelings for someone then you have to move on with that person in your past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the story the guy ended up running away from the memory erasing light with his girl.. and they met again in real life, so its like they got back again together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes were suspended for a second time which allowed me to post here in my very updated blog. there's not much happening aside from the dinner last week with my high school friends at mangan (never eat here.) and the after finals get-away with our modfin friends wherein we watched lady in the water then timezoned our way back to sanity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its such a shame were not going to be classmates with our new found modfin friends for the last two modules.. im going to miss them a lot, they're the happiest bunch of people i've met in a long while.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;migs and i rode a taxi home after the getaway last friday. its quite interesting how drivers share their lives to complete strangers. the driver of the taxi was a former employee in cityhall.. he worked for a councilor and he resigned from his position because he was witness to the misdeeds of his boss.. he was also being used as a cover man so he decided to get out.. what he does now is drive the taxi after the shift of their family taxi driver so he can have some money.. he was earning twice as much per day driving a cab than working for a corrupt official plus his conscience doesnt bug him anymore.. and all of these he told us when we asked if he drag races (he drove really fast and really smoothly).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heaven is not a far place. at least not when i see you smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-115379223750309066?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-115158915501152812</id><published>2006-06-29T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:36:00.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not myself</title><content type='html'>its pretty weird what school can do for you. im currently under the modular system for my accounting major subjects. its a 5 hours a day, 5 days a week course but you take only one subject at a time with each subject ending after two weeks. add the different principles you have to study and the problem sets that are needed you get a whole different view of the world where everything has a present value and recognition is important. i barely passed my first two modules and currently taking the third one so hopefully i breeze through everything with the help of someone from above.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy how things turned out for my org and our sponsors. we had our recruitment this past week and we were able to get a decent number of new people. also, we gave away lots of stuff including havaianas slippers which generated quite a buzz in campus and everything went well. i do hope the following Economics Organization activities would be successful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life can be weird sometimes. there are a lot of coincidences in this world that you can come up with but find out its all meaningless. my friend mia told me of what she thought about coincidences like how everything seems all knit up but its all in our minds. there may be a lot of things that seem to coincidental that it affects the way we think but these things often are meaningless and it is just us who put meaning in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an illustration: i have two good friends who have names starting with AN, their birthdays are sept 9 and nov 11 (9/9, 11/11: same digits for month/day), they have brothers who have the same name, they like butterflies and they have almost similar email addresses in yahoo.. i might have seen similarities but everything was made up by my thoughts.. all of these 'coincidences' would not have been brought up if someone did not really pay attention to it.. coincidences create imaginations for us to ponder upon which in effect disrupts our way of seeing things the right way.. the point is each detail can be a coincidence when we think about how we want things to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there may be certain situations and certain things which are destined to act in a certain way.. these things are meant to be that way and is more of a product of fate than coincidence.. its coincidence when you think about it and you realize something, its fate when it happens right in front of you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-115158915501152812?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/115158915501152812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=115158915501152812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/115158915501152812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/115158915501152812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2006/06/not-myself.html' title='not myself'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-114789226827005288</id><published>2006-05-18T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T02:57:48.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun is Out</title><content type='html'>short post - life stuff (not inquisitive stuff.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three more summer days and its back to school for me. this was one summer i really tried to enjoy because i know how short it was and how tough times are ahead. hmm, i had a decent summer with the annual subic thing, the team building, the playing with my nephew, watching cartoons and just bumming around. it could have been better, but what the heck, there's more to life than summer breaks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was busy with my org this summer, with all the meetings and all the work that needs to be done. although i am still not satisfied with how other people are working, nevertheless, i cant blame them since it is summer and i myself has not given my very best.. i think our org still lacks that driving force to push us all forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i miss all my friends. if i can only have another month il spend it to going out and texting and all that sort of thing. its really hard when you're older, you have more worries and more things to do. how i wish i was a kid again and just play around and watch pokemon reruns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i don't know what i feel, its just i am under a spell everytime i catch her smile when nobody else is watching"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-114789226827005288?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/114789226827005288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=114789226827005288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/114789226827005288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/114789226827005288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2006/05/sun-is-out.html' title='Sun is Out'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-114275187182889407</id><published>2006-03-19T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T15:04:31.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Impact</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, i took my worst exam of the term on Econometrics. I was prepared, i know the formula but it just was not right for me. In the first exam, my mistakes were on the theory part, essays and definition, so i decided to study hard on that part.. When the exam paper was shown to me, for the first time ever it was all problem solving, i choked.. I spent twenty minutes flinching, it was forty minutes left when i started to answer the problems. I was so shaken that time I dont feel confident in any of my answers. I am really sad with what could be the results but who knows? I just wish i can take that exam again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read earlier that every failure is a success, i hope i wont make the same mistake overr again and i hope to do well in my next exam. I swear i'd do better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so happy last night during Impact Goes Pop, it was an event I helped organize as a marketing head which deals with company sponsorships and the like. I was so glad my friends were there. I felt really proud and i saw the worth of 3 months of stress. Impact was a concert for the benefit of an NGO in Montalban, Rizal. It was the first big event I was part of boasting top bands and 8 30-liter kegs of beer. I'm so happy its over and i'm just so happy to see it push through after months of hardwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank all the people who got me into impact, Nel Bam Amabel Rizel, those who helped me in more ways than one, Mela Greggy Rex Jules Angelica, those who helped during and prior the event, FEDS and Friends, to Joke Society and my Blockmates, for supporting the event and to God for keeping me upright throughout all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you see the worth of a long time's work, you'll definitely be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much to this post. I'll try to post a better entry on my free time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-114275187182889407?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/114275187182889407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=114275187182889407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/114275187182889407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/114275187182889407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2006/03/deep-impact.html' title='Deep Impact'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-114050478055293568</id><published>2006-02-21T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T14:53:00.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skyline Pigeon, Fly!</title><content type='html'>'It's just why am I born with all of these? Why can't I be just like anyone else? Why can't I just be normal like everyone else?...' - Clark Kent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I am not feeling well.. It may be because of the burn in my right hand from cooking meat in the pan, or maybe its because of the stress that comes with trying to land sponsors for an event that's 2 weeks from now, or maybe its the tiring hours i spent studying my major subjects for the midterm exams, or maybe its trying to do all this things at the same time, or maybe not. Maybe it's because of something else, something much more important than any event or any exam or any frying pan. Maybe, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all of these just comes with all the fulfillment i get from joining my org, getting good exams and having a good lunch. I cannot say I am okay with what is happening around me. Everything would have been better if things were normal but I guess i am at fault since I was the one who saw the wonder in her eyes. it's hard especially with a burned hand and a heavy heart to think of these things. im not sure what i should do. all i know is that i'll continue to do org stuff, review for quizzes and continue burning my hand.. and for the rest, i'll just ask God.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me take this opportunity to invite everyone to Impact: Rivals at Peace, the Ateneo-Lasalle Benefit Concert/Party. This will be held in Bluewave, Diosdado Macapagal Ave. on March 4. Urbandub and Imago would be there and a dance showdown between ateneo, dlsu and csb would take place. limited tickets will be available later this week @ the campus grounds of the participating schools and are priced at around 200pesos inclusive of food and drinks. tag me if you want to reserve tickets or if you want tickets but dont know where to get one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next post would come up sooner, i promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why skyline pigeon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was once a skyline pigeon, i didnt know how he looked like since this story was made up long ago.. all i know is that this skyline pigeon has something to do with the guy who was living in the skyscraper where the skyline pigeon would always kill his time. one time, when the pigeon was by the window of the guy, the guy tied a piece of paper in the pigeon's leg and asked for the bird to fly straight up and deliver the message to the person that the bird will meet on the top of his flight.. so then the skyline pigeon flew straight up.. then he flew higher and higher until he had wing cramps.. he flapped his wings but couldnt fly any further.. the bird struggled for its life until finally he hit and fell to the ground.. the bird was hurt and when it opened his eyes he saw a lovely girl.. it was the veterinarian from the ground floor.. the girl then opened the letter, she smiled when she saw what was written.. it said 'this bird came a long way to deliver this message, he endured great fears, different frustrations on his way up only to find out that you were down here. this bird may be hurt, but he is feeling wonderful while your reading this because he knew that all his hardship were not lost when you gave your smile..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just made this up right now.. i hope no pigeon-lover was offended..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nonsense- it is not romance when a guy tries to give you a beer.. -nonsense-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-114050478055293568?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/114050478055293568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=114050478055293568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/114050478055293568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/114050478055293568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2006/02/skyline-pigeon-fly.html' title='Skyline Pigeon, Fly!'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-113677244257260478</id><published>2006-01-09T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T10:08:15.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some stuff</title><content type='html'>"The skillful employer of men will employ the wise man, the brave man, the covetous man and the stupid man. For the wise man delights in establishing his merit, the brave man likes to show his courage in action, the covetous man is quick in seizing advantages and the stupid man has no fear of death." -the art of war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you work hard for a couple of days, staying in school late or doing work at home until 3am, you'll be frustrated with negative results.. this happened to me and some of my friends in our project for marketing.. after working like there's tomorrow, we end up getting the lowest score.. we didn't get to defend the project well and we had problems with the prof.. i dont want to say anything anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess some people wouldnt want to be impressed, some find ways not to and some just can't be pleased. life's like that, people are different and all we can do when we feel lost is take a moment to relax (breathe in, breathe out) and pray that the moment be over fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the year of the fire dog, much like the year of the hotdog. starbucks still no stock of their planner and i want to plan now, how can i plan without my planner? coffee perhaps.. i'd miss peppermint hot chocolate.. i'd miss the cold december nights (that didnt sound nice), id miss the lights in school, i'd miss the year that was, i wont miss marketing, i'd miss conan o brien and 'who's line is it anyway', i'd miss my mom when she goes to australia this month, i'd miss bumming around, i'd miss bumming when im bumming around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-start of nonsense- if you want to buy pirated cds, go to harrison plaza.. there's nothing authentic in that area of the city.. cant wait for the new superman movie and the da vinci code.. narnia is showing at last, after all the filmfest crap that didnt feature indies.. im currently reading the art of war.. im thinking of joining the army after i become a wrestler.. my nails are long.. this is nonsense.. i killed roaches last night, they were living in the different areas of the sink.. the empty coffee jar had baby roaches, the slider had 4 pregnant roaches and the grinding stone thing seemed like a maternity hospital of roaches.. yuck.. baygon worked.. they got dizzy.. success for the exterminator.. -end of nonsense-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your face gave me joy,&lt;br /&gt;your smile gave me peace,&lt;br /&gt;your hands gave me security,&lt;br /&gt;and your being in my life gave me my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-113677244257260478?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/113677244257260478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=113677244257260478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/113677244257260478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/113677244257260478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2006/01/some-stuff.html' title='some stuff'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-112896593993582955</id><published>2005-10-11T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T01:38:59.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia</title><content type='html'>there are things in this world that no matter how much you wish for it, no matter how much you pray for it, it can never be yours. these things often are those which matter to us most and not having them really affects the way we think, act and feel. God may really have His way of having an adventure for each one of us to partake. certain challenges and experiences that could make or break our faith in Him. still, whatever he wishes must be done, and as human beings we have the right to be sad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is hard to know the reality that something is out of your reach. that something you're willing to give up everything to will still not be yours. life wouldn't be as fun without those moments when we look back and see for ourselves those circumstances that we come to regret. i dont know which of these two quotations serves well, what do you think? (1) &lt;em&gt;although the whole world is against you, it still wont harm you if you try&lt;/em&gt; and (2) &lt;em&gt;sometimes you have to realize that not everything you set yours eyes on can be yours&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is really hard to let go of things that you come to love. you wouldn't know which things you should do and which things you have to live out. although people still try to persevere despite a lose-lose situation, you cannot take that passion of a person away from him, in the same way as you cannot keep a person from loving another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may just be inches from me,&lt;br /&gt;but still you're miles apart..&lt;br /&gt;you might want to do away with me,&lt;br /&gt;even when i just want another start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon, stephanie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-112896593993582955?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/112896593993582955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=112896593993582955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/112896593993582955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/112896593993582955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2005/10/insomnia.html' title='insomnia'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-112874334480870653</id><published>2005-10-08T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T11:59:07.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighter Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Somewhat Machiavellian&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;here's a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicolo Machiavelli was a great thinker from the past. He wrote of things about power and how people react to it in general. Power I think, is what makes this world go around. It is people who has power who ends up on top, even through unethical means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to a more lighter topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Serious Dating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/serious-dating.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're not ready to go walking down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you may be ready in a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to date one on one, with a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while chemistry is important, so is compatibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/past-life.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were: A Gorgeous Priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: North Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: The Plague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/"&gt;Who Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm a serious dating gorgeous priest from North Africa.. cool..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-112874334480870653?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/112874334480870653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=112874334480870653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/112874334480870653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/112874334480870653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2005/10/lighter-things.html' title='Lighter Things'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-112730980429396849</id><published>2005-09-21T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T21:36:44.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clocks</title><content type='html'>If I give you a time machine that would bring you sixty minutes into the future in just one hour, would you try it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tend to overlook the things around him. We do not pay attention to the importance of a particular object that we normally see. To illustrate, try to picture yourself everytime you turn a knob of a door either at home or in school. No one ever pays attention to the knob unless it got broke or a door completely lost its knob. You might say that because the knob did not work completely, therefore preventing it from fulfilling its purpose, it gets our attention. When the knob gets replaced again it goes back with the background. Its importance is again overlooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knobs are replaceable. Most things are replaceable. If you miss something that was not there when you were looking for it, you can always replace it with another one, a better one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you took forgranted something that has no replacement? Time can never be brought back again. Time in its most raw form is one of those things we usually waste when nothing is at stake. In the case of exams, we cannot get enough of time. There is no timeout in real life. It has always been a running game for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Gabi na pala.. may quiz pa ako bukas..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, time is something we accept to be irreplaceable. What if we lose and miss someone who we never really cared for until that person is already gone? It is never too late to appreciate what we have right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-112730980429396849?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/112730980429396849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=112730980429396849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/112730980429396849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/112730980429396849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2005/09/clocks.html' title='Clocks'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-112210309958629910</id><published>2005-07-23T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T15:18:19.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confirm and belie</title><content type='html'>when you keep something to yourself, it tend to be a burden to yourself. you may call it your deepest secret, or even a dark past worth forgetting. you have to live with the consequences of your actions and the best thing that you could do can be keeping it to yourself forever. i think that is for people who are weak, the person who doesn't have anything to be embarassed about is an admirable person even when in his confession he loses his reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a secret when passed on to someone is liked handing another person your burden.. it is now your friend's burden to keep that secret to himself. if you tell a person something out of trust, he will be forever engulfed in a ball of reason and conscience. the moment that secret is revealed through him, you wouldn't lose anything anymore, as it is him who loses everyone's trust and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping something to yourself is digging your own grave. the truth will set you free, as they say, and it is better to live with the truth than have a lifetime of lies and guilt. something that you might have done that you think would destroy the way people see you should be revealed immediately to other people. everything would be better that way and the burden will be lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is hard to know who a person really is, as one might have a puzzle trying to know who he really is. some people has only one side. everyone knows who he is and everyone do know everything about him. but some people are different. you do not know who they really are in the same way they do not know who they really are. enigmas walk around us everyday. do not assume you know someone. there is always more to a person than what meet the eyes. what he reveals must be respected. do not desire to know more of people. let them be the ones who reveal themselves. knowing the details of how others live only makes it more difficult for you to know who tey really are. dont shroud yourself in too much mystery as you would be clouded with the truth and it will hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a planet roaming at night&lt;br /&gt;lost in its orbit shining bright&lt;br /&gt;beneath your blankets i try to hide&lt;br /&gt;from the light I reflect that is not mine&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/6213782-112210309958629910?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/112210309958629910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=112210309958629910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/112210309958629910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/112210309958629910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2005/07/confirm-and-belie.html' title='confirm and belie'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-112036470294305990</id><published>2005-07-03T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T12:25:02.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth</title><content type='html'>I worry about the time everything turns out wrong. I always think of what I am supposed to be. People might start doing things wrong, and do what they think as right and end up in despair afterwards. One just couldn't believe the hard facts in life that it may only go against what they are holding on right now and what they are believing. The truth really hurts but after that everything would be great again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caring about people is also hard. You have to be sensitive enough to go about them well. You should always make them smile, make them comfortable and make them feel special to you. People know when you try to make them feel special and when you don't want them to feel that way. But somehow, there is a short thread that holds whatever real feeling you have towards another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to know when one is telling the truth or not. But if you really like someone you will believe in anything that the person tells you. No matter how vague the image is, you try to connect the pieces together and draw out a conclusion that this person is what you think he or she is. Life is full of unexpected twists and turns, and the greatest part of living is how everyone is not who you think they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a speech on tuesday about robots. I hope everything works out fine. I am hungry and tired and sleepy. I cant wait for tuesday. I hope my classmates won't think of walking to intramuros again or going to a place where the crocodiles are made of rock. I want pizza. I had 4 pizzas this week. No wonder my shirts seem smaller. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart i felt something&lt;br /&gt;In my mind i heard something else&lt;br /&gt;The mind is always reasonable&lt;br /&gt;The heart speaks of what is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People follow their hearts&lt;br /&gt;People think of what's in their minds&lt;br /&gt;Whatever path you choose to make,&lt;br /&gt;remember, you own both your heart and mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-112036470294305990?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/112036470294305990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=112036470294305990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/112036470294305990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/112036470294305990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2005/07/truth.html' title='The Truth'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-111985551419501994</id><published>2005-06-27T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T15:00:32.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Smith..</title><content type='html'>the value of something is not in its price tag, not in its outside appearance, not in anything but it is in one's own judgment. you can never know the worth of something until it has served a certain purpose to you. what is worthless to you might be priceless to another person. worth is not even a description of something, it is what you felt or is feeling when something or someone is there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we expect all kinds of things in our life.. we also expect a lot of things from others.. but God gave people freewill so as no one would really control another human being. freewill is vague, actually. it can be related to driving on a foggy road. freewill is actually not one person's will, not even the person deciding for his own. i dont think there is such thing as something we can decide. we always have to look around us. we have to observe what would be the consequence of such actions and decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person you love is in front of you, he/she doesnt know your feelings.. what would you do? is your decision based on your sole interest? what is freewill when you cannot actually exercise it without touching on something else? it must be God's will after all that freewill remains vague and unripe to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually am in the library right now, just finished doing my outline as well as some things needed for english class tomorrow. i'm wishing i've done my math quiz earlier correctly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i came across someone who doesnt have any will of his own.. someone who supresses himself to the things he can get and he can achieve.. pride may be the biggest thing we have for ourselves, but if it is pride which keep you from your dreams, which way are you going to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can neither wait for an actual moment&lt;br /&gt;nor even patient for that precise second&lt;br /&gt;i am begging out of all this longing&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i came to some well-being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-111985551419501994?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/111985551419501994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=111985551419501994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/111985551419501994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/111985551419501994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2005/06/will-smith.html' title='Will Smith..'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-111959232373556100</id><published>2005-06-25T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T15:00:05.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night watch</title><content type='html'>one cannot argue the beauty of the stars amidst a dark sky on a moon-less night.. one cannot also argue the wonder it brings to one's senses and to another's insignia.. beauty is a compliment to what the actual self has already.. there is no sense at all to wait for that moment when the clouds cover the starry sky that for once i thought was all mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a month now since the start of classes.. and im in a terrible mishap of requirements and time management.. i have lots of things to do.. review for quizzes.. make a speech.. solve business cases.. this has been my life since the very start of college last year.. i'm getting bloody but unbowed.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. the light that comes with the sun seem to penetrate deeply to our eyes when we look at it.. but by not looking at it, it gives us an instrument for us to see clearly our world.. what is life without color anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday jo! haha.. ur old.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is just no other way..&lt;br /&gt;but i need to find someday..&lt;br /&gt;whatever i am missing..&lt;br /&gt;whatever my heart is losing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i cannot see which way..&lt;br /&gt;or as if you've went away..&lt;br /&gt;i will find what i'm missing..&lt;br /&gt;and i will find my everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=rfl=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-111959232373556100?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/111959232373556100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=111959232373556100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/111959232373556100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/111959232373556100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2005/06/night-watch.html' title='night watch'/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-111916214797820236</id><published>2005-06-20T05:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T14:59:32.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keane, everybody's changing..</title><content type='html'>hmm.. almost always there's something going on in life.. and most of the things that goes on are uncontrollable and out of our reach.. there are a lot of circumstances that lead to something and looking at the things prior to some event will give you what is happening in the present.. momentarily things really change, but in the long run it will be what it really is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendship is something concrete yet, complex.. it is always there, without reason or even without boundary.. but what if there is something in between? what is the purpose of friendship anyways? what is friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's enough pondering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe one month has passed already since our first day of classes.. and the quizzes does go in like paper in a xerox machine.. we had this quiz on mathematical economics.. and it was, to put it in real terms, excruciating.. it is that hard.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was thinking of writing a short story.. i hope some of you guys could give me ideas.. i was thinking of something like what if someone saved your life literally, what will that mean to you? imagine some person save you from getting hit by a car, and he gets injured because of that, what will he/she be to you from then on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the monitor work for my cpu at madison.. the old monitor just cant match the 'upgraded' video card of my cpu that's why i haven't been updating recently.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't dream of anything right now..&lt;br /&gt;you are the only thing that pops up in my head..&lt;br /&gt;i rubbed eyes and you were there..&lt;br /&gt;i closed my eyes, but it seemed i was still awake, beside you in a starry night..&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe the day i first saw you..&lt;br /&gt;i don't trust your dreamer's eyes or your perfect lips..&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe your beauty was true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to look at you closer one day..&lt;br /&gt;your wonder empasses any of the perfections that lie in this world..&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to muster the fact that you had me..&lt;br /&gt;i don't know even if i could tell myself you got me..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the reason to this is my unworthiness to something godly..&lt;br /&gt;or that you are just a dream that i keep on dreaming..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-111916214797820236?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-111586314560892174</id><published>2005-05-13T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T09:59:05.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got my new phone.. yey.. haha.. im happy.. bluetooth.. i got my sister's SE K700i for a price.. i guess its worth it, i never removed that much cash from my account..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, hmm.. school's going to start again and i don't know where to start.. after three terms in college, i don't know how much i still can take.. I'm lucky enough to pass the qualifying exam and be part of the dean's list for the whole year.. this next school year would be focused on economics, that is why im turning myself to math-mode by the time school gets underway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch a movie.. but i dont know who to go with.. and i dont have money.. just twenty pesos.. and that's not even enough for one liter of gas.. i don't pay for gas neither do i have a car.. but there.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished my driving course last week.. i tried driving with my mom once but the engine failed twice.. i have to get myself used with my mom's car.. i used an Altis in my driving lessons.. and its new.. and its clutch pedal is like marshmallow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else.. everything seems in order.. although it is really really hot outside.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my knees are itchy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a new layout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta fly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly fly fly the butterfly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-111586314560892174?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/111586314560892174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=111586314560892174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/111586314560892174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/111586314560892174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-got-my-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-111366969426584193</id><published>2005-04-16T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T00:41:34.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone please please please pray for all of us taking the qualifying exams.. we need all the help we can get.. right now im wide awake nd just taking a break, still have one reviewer to go, then id call it a night and start going through it again tomorrow.. this is it.. i just have to get really prepared and get through this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still having trouble with my acttwoA, especially stockholders equity.. i have to get that or i'll have a tough time with the problems in the exam.. hopefully, i'd be prepared by monday.. i need all the help i can et.. i barely passed my finals.. still, it hurts a lot with all the problem solving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already 1 am got to work on the next set..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those of you who are just bumming around, get an mp3 of Keane's "we might as well be strangers".. its a pretty sad song.. i guess you guys would appreciate it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta fly.. no.. not fly.. gotta pass..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-111366969426584193?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/111366969426584193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=111366969426584193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/111366969426584193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/111366969426584193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2005/04/everyone-please-please-please-pray-for.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-111321324128313262</id><published>2005-04-12T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T17:54:01.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that was fast.. im talking about the internet here in the library.. i know im not supposed to be here, but there's no mass and my pc is still jammed.. anyway.. right down to business..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my qualifying exams is on the 18th.. my course cards will be out by april 15, if i start studying tomorrow for the qualifying and (heaven forbid) i don't get a 2.0 in accounting im dead.. so, im not supposed to think about my grade.. this is what you call pressure folks, when one person is at the thick of the waste can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like school when its summer.. the usual crowd is not there........ yep.... how i love school......... i miss everyone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. if you are somewhere near a record bar, please look for the ost of wicker park.. i'd love the person who can find one.. and another, those who are in the bookstore or going anywhere near one, find me 'crossing the threshold of hope'.. i need it before mother's day.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, much for that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know everyone's bummed.. so let me sing to you.. a song.. that im just making in my mind now.. ahem.. ahem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o its summer.. whee..&lt;br /&gt;the hot sun and c2 green tea..&lt;br /&gt;o yeah its summer, whee..&lt;br /&gt;someone get me something free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it.. gotta fly.. zoom.. skeeeeee.. ka-pow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcdonald's e.rodriguez is alive!! hail the golden bended straw logo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-111321324128313262?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/111321324128313262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=111321324128313262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/111321324128313262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/111321324128313262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2005/04/that-was-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-111296147727750196</id><published>2005-04-09T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T19:57:57.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe im actually posting here.. well. actually since today is the official start of my summer vacation.. although i still need to review for my qualifying exam in accounting.. and pray dearly for my grades in econtwo and accounting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched earlier with some of my friends, my sassy girl.. it was really good, but i really wanted to know that girl's name in the movie.. i wouldnt know how to call her.. anyway.. i tend to wish i was that guy, the girl was super nice.. sigh.. sometimes i want my life just to be a love story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i did today was listen to my keane, john mayer, coldplay and mela's jason mrz cd.. then did some project wherein we translated archie, then watched sassy girl.. im bumming again.. i like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about rebirth.. i hope you could check out my blog this summer.. im planning to make it different.. just place a whole new different ricky in it.. maybe get some stuff uploaded.. and just try to make it finally work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, here's a taste of the next post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... when the love i give returns to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-111296147727750196?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-110370730872319231</id><published>2004-12-22T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T17:21:48.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate comp1ae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i deserve more than 3.0..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still failed to make it to the dean's first honors list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas to you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss school already..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-110370730872319231?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/110370730872319231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=110370730872319231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/110370730872319231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/110370730872319231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-hate-comp1ae.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-110246274854141233</id><published>2004-12-08T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T07:39:08.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tragedy is what it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals is 5 days from today.. and for the first day, i have economics and accounting.. second day, math..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have a truckload of things to do as requirements for accounting.. i just hope i could finish everything today.. and do christmas shopping later.. im thinking of still being a dean's lister this term.. and its all up to my finals eam scores..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i went with bonner to be 2 of 3 audience members in angelica's forum for her filipino.. bonner made me laugh the whole time.. here are some of his questions to the unlucky lecturers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) bakit ang pulutan walang kanin?&lt;br /&gt;2) bakit umiinom ung tawag sa pag inom, e pwd namang umiinom ng juice?&lt;br /&gt;3) bakit hindi nlang cla uminom ng shake, e mas masarap un?&lt;br /&gt;4) bakit pangit lasa ng mga iniinom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.. it was fun though.. i enjoyed watching them record their forum on video tape.. that was something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll go make my requirements.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoosh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-110246274854141233?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/110246274854141233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=110246274854141233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/110246274854141233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/110246274854141233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/12/tragedy-is-what-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-110041506310848445</id><published>2004-11-15T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T14:51:03.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so the long hair is gone.. and so are the glasses.. it was a wery long week for me, with sad days, 2.0 equivalent economic test scores, accounting mistakes and something else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was glad the week's over til it got worse and it ended great.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have to enlist our subjects on our own since something came up.. i just hope i can still be with my blockmates or even just joke.. that would be ok.. but it will be sad to see c43 part ways so soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was angelica's birthday last thursday and neil turned 18 exactly last week.. they treated us.. and what else do you think happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly fly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-110041506310848445?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/110041506310848445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=110041506310848445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/110041506310848445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/110041506310848445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-long-hair-is-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109992303215509865</id><published>2004-11-09T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T22:10:32.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt the stars shining,&lt;br /&gt;i felt the wind blowing,&lt;br /&gt;i felt the heaven whispering.&lt;br /&gt;and then it stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the stars i've reached with you&lt;br /&gt;one by one starts to fade&lt;br /&gt;one by one starts to fall&lt;br /&gt;one by one starts to disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the time we first met&lt;br /&gt;the time of our first date&lt;br /&gt;the time you smiled and stared at me&lt;br /&gt;and the time you said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the stars shine upon you&lt;br /&gt;i saw the sunset look right back at you&lt;br /&gt;i saw the whole world in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and i saw everything break apart..&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/6213782-109992303215509865?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109992303215509865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109992303215509865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109992303215509865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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accounting, i'd tell them i had a handicap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have three exams and three projects due next week.. that's the lasalle life.. i just hope there's enough space at the cemetery to do my homework.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't eaten breakfast yet.. i forgot to eat dinner last night.. and i'm waiting for some blockmates to come over for the comp1ae (computer for applied economics) research paper and the accounting business case.. i really don't know why we're asked to do a research paper for comp1ae but what else can i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot i still have to write something about the fiscal crisis.. just had the idea of doing that and then making it part of the paper.. yeah.. tha would save time.. and kilobytes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Joahnna and Carmela don't worry.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109892221634588999</id><published>2004-10-28T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T08:10:16.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is my accounting midterms.. to everybody else who will take the midterms good luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the two ricky quizzes.. please answer them, and just give me your link and i'll answer yours.. thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://connect.tickle.com/test.html?id=7CLcySaV-Fkhy2RG&amp;"&gt; The Easier Ricky Quiz &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://connect.tickle.com/test.html?id=D2488nYAl8JauRRS&amp;"&gt; The Ultimate Ricky Quiz &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109859205882494411</id><published>2004-10-24T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T12:27:38.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>burp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was good.. i went to maybs' party last night.. not actually a party, more of a dinner.. at bubba gump's.. at greenbelt.. last night.. yeah.. i ate a lot.. of course my companions ate more.. i was with caryl, grant, pierre, ann, kit, noemi and jules.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go home to bulacan, jules slept over at the condo, had no time to go home.. we left greenbelt at 11.. and we had no transpo.. we had to take a cab.. i like the cab man.. he was super fast.. and he beat every traffic light there is.. cool.. 60 bucks from greenbelt to taft..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to mass at sto. domingo church today.. no other place i can go to mass since i usually go to our chapel at bulacan.. the church was full of people.. that's all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm jet lagged.. there was a guy at music one yesterday who listened to slipknot for one hour.. i was wishing i can get a to preview the new john mayer cd, as/is.. but the slipknot guy just didn't let go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a keane cd here in my sister's place.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have to study for my midterms.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't bug me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar..&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/6213782-109859205882494411?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109859205882494411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109859205882494411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109859205882494411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109859205882494411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/10/burp.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109844310643889379</id><published>2004-10-23T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T19:05:06.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's evann's birthday today.. he treated us to korean food.. i ate sushi.. which is not korean.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so, the week was okay.. i got a 90 in comath!!!!! haha.. that was math and i got a 90!! yeye.. its a good ending to a lousy week, with me getting my almost decent econ grade.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonner sat on me on the way home.. it maybe termed 'sitting on one's lap' but in that case, that is sitting on someone.. we were eight people in neil's civic.. and bonner had to sit on me, just for us to fit.. it should have been the other way around, but that's life.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thighs hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have some mushy thoughts in my head.. inspired by coldplay.. &lt;br /&gt;How long will she wait for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. if today was my last day to go to robinson's, ill buy something from people are people.. but since it's not my last day, i'll buy next week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.. i have schoolwork.. i need a break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there's always something in this world that is worth a second look, that includes how wonderful you were today and as always.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109844310643889379?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109844310643889379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109844310643889379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109844310643889379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109844310643889379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-evanns-birthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109749242937532983</id><published>2004-10-12T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T19:00:29.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>superman's dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Reeves died today.. how sad.. he was the star of the superman films before and he was paralyzed by an accident in 1995.. he was wheelchair-bound and cannot move on his own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was born september 25.. i was born september 26.. he was superman.. i want to be superman.. it's really sad.. he was a great man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109722984885584176</id><published>2004-10-09T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T18:04:08.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel tired.. this week was frustrating and was a little too pressurizing.. ye.. that's the right word.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had tests all week long.. i understand that the other schools are having their finals this week but what i went through was more than like that.. accounting econonics and mathematics all had quizzes in one week.. whew.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure about my scores in the accounting and comath quizzes.. i was too careless with both tests.. but i do feel good with my performance in econ and relsone.. the poractical test in table tennis was okay.. i just couldn't help but follow-thru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. that's life.. sometime's you get high scores, sometimes you just get even higher ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;optimism is the best thing i can do right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not a fan of compound entries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you guys are wondering why i always blog.. i'll tell you some other time.. right now, i'll rest and have lambchops for dinner.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6213782-109722984885584176?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109722984885584176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109722984885584176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;aaaaaaaaaccccccooooouuuuunnnnntttttttiiiinnnnnnngggg hhhoooommmeeeeewwwwooorrrrrkkkkkss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel nonsensical (the state of having no sense) today.. i dont know why.. maybe its because of all the food i ate from the span of 7pm to 12nn.. let me see, i ate pizza, mojos, chicken, chik n fillet, one pc chicken, chips, biscuits, pizza (round 2).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought chuckie in preparation for the 3 quizzes and 1 practical exam i have this week.. i don't do exams without drinking chuckie.. hbjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj &lt;-- that was my sister.. jkgtrtrrirto &lt;-- that was my sister again.. yt ftgougyg &lt;-- i wont let her type anymore.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gub is confined in the hospital, he got fever and his tonsils were swollen.. he didn't looked well even if he was still that active.. he has this dextrose tube i can't bear to see.. my sister is also sick, he was in the same hospital room as gub so mother can take care of both of them.. gub was feeling better and i think they'll be going out a little later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your reading this, stop.. now.. because it's the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hyperbola forever.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109679300794167905?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109679300794167905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109679300794167905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109679300794167905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109679300794167905'/><link 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/&gt;i watched the game with bonner,bolatz,evann and meyla here at home.. the lone antagonist was bolatz who cheered for the tams all the way.. while, evann reacted violently on the behalf of his team, the UE red warriors.. we had a rush watching the game, and that was a real good experience.. we can only dream of being there to see it live!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes might be suspended tomorrow and later tomorrow there will be a party.. i hope joke goes to the party.. that would be really fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to finish all the requirements..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go animo!!!&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/6213782-109655028549705102?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109655028549705102/comments/default' title='Post 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tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've edited the short story i made for english in high school so i can place it somewhere in this site..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you can take a few minutes to read it.. here is the link..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/ragin_ricky/cheese.html"&gt;Of Thoughts and Tears&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would try to upload more of my works in my free time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you like whatever you read there.. i made that during my third year, and i got good feedback from my peers for that story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please read it.. i need your hits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't want the link, just click the Stuff hyperlink at the right side of your screen, in the next window, click cheesy stuff.. that's where i placed my story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really hope you guys can read that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta fly.. slowly..&lt;div 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109636619645676908</id><published>2004-09-29T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T18:09:56.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished the exam day.. we had a long accounting quiz and a practical test for computer, just hope i did well in both exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned 17 last sunday.. and thanks to those who remembered.. life at 16 was nice, still i can't wait to try 17..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lasalle will win this thursday and be the uaap champions once again.. it will be a good fight, and the archers will emerge as winners..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who are intrigued with my hair, i had it cut a week ago.. its shorter now.. but doesn't look good without hair hardening stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the people who periodically read my posts will leave some comments.. its the small link down there.. i don't really know if works, still please do leave comments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we start teaching kids on saturday's cwts.. i hope my tutees will learn stuff, and hopefully i can help them be confident..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want chocolates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta fly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109636619645676908?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109636619645676908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109636619645676908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109636619645676908'/><link 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first day of the second term seems another school year.. new clowns, teachers and subjects.. i enjoyed my econone class with dr.tullao.. i think he really is one of the best profs in dlsu.. comath2 was an improvement from the comath1.. and i feel holy everytime i think of relsone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this could be the last time that i wont have anything to do for this afternoon.. homeworks will come in a frenzy after 2 days.. i just hope i get enough chuckie for all those requirements..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta fly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109506441977934395?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109506441977934395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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the greatest.. for the next term, my block would be with the best.. Dr. Tullao and Ms. Velasco for economics and accounting respectively.. this would be quite a challenge for all of us but that comes with being great.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for school to start.. its funny how we want school to start when we are in vacation while looking forward to a vacation when classes are underway.. that's how life is.. weird.. im looking forward to the start of classes so i can then look forward to its end.. weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished reading Da Vinci Code.. they wrote too much about it that the surprises weren't that much to me.. if you can get a copy of Exclusive by Sandra Brown, try to read it.. its an interesting read and real suspenseful.. if you want ideas about your life, read 'Te of Piglet' the sequel to the Tao of Pooh.. or if you just want to read something, read the tabloids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the anniversary of 9/11.. i want to go to new york.. to see the eiffel tower, and the pyramids of egypt.. they're in new york, right? nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are no more americans in the US open.. Roddick was beaten by Johannson, a promising swede star who also has a good serve, while Agassi was beaten by Federer. I like to see Federer and Johannson in the finals.. although, i really don't care much becauase Federer is finishing the year at no. 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know who to cheer for later in the uaap when Ateneo faces FEU where the loser will have a playoff against the archers for a twice to beat advantage in the final four of the uaap.. chances are, ateneo losing to FEU then again losing to Lasalle in the playoffs and in the final four then beating FEU in the finals.. I soo love my school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for this day.. i hope my phone works right tomorrow in manila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109487847285310734?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109487847285310734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109487847285310734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109487847285310734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109487847285310734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/09/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109461230983901471</id><published>2004-09-09T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T10:58:29.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is ana's birthday everybody.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to greenbelt yesterday with some friends and watched anacondas.. i know we shouldn't have watched it.. the snakes looked liked enlarged worms with scales, and i didn't see real gory killings.. but what the heck, i was with some of my friends so it still is worth it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday is the first day of the second term.. i just hope i can do better than what i accomplished during the first term.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should watch the US open.. one of the games coming up would be federer against agassi.. that would be nice, i want to see federer lose so roddick can win the tourney..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im playing orisinal.. don't bug me.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109461230983901471?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109461230983901471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109461230983901471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109461230983901471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109461230983901471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/09/tomorrow-is-anas-birthday-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109426942594709248</id><published>2004-09-05T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T11:43:45.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's worse than a cold, cough and fever all in one morning?? its having cold, cough and fever while chipping the side of a plate with the nail of your big toe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was cooking SPAM and preparing to eat my breakfast.. the rice was from yesterday so it was somewhat bulky and i tried pressing it down.. the plate then came down from the counter to the nail of my big toe.. yeeoowtch!!! it bled a lot.. and it still hurts.. i saw the side of the plate which hit my nail and it was chipped.. and as of this writing, it still hurts and it still bleeds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plate didn't break, but my nail absorbed all the impact.. it hit the lower part of my toenail and now it has bruises.. it hurts.. and all the while, im still suffering a cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to wash my toenail.. &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/6213782-109426942594709248?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109426942594709248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109426942594709248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109426942594709248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109426942594709248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/09/whats-worse-than-cold-cough-and-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109419174073593571</id><published>2004-09-04T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T11:47:29.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally a pc and a landline..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got home from manila.. i was supposed to watch a movie but it turned out that i cant because i am sick.. i caught some bad cold and i do think im going to have a fever soon.. but that's ok.. at least i don't have to cope with the uncertainties of course cards anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. my pldt line is broke.. it actually rings.. then when you answer it nothing is on the line.. hang up and it rings again.. magnificent.. i thought i saw pldt guys tinkering with their magic box earlier, so maybe they can fix things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually went to an internet cafe to blog.. it was in netopia for the preceding entry.. their rates is actually per minute so its really cheap because you don't have to pay for your unused time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's more boring than playing games in your pc or watching all the stuff they show in tv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope i get a scholarship for the next term.. that would really be a big prize for me.. or if anyone reading this has money to spare.. give it to me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to watch 'the notebook' i read the novel i think when i was in high school and i liked it.. my other friends who already did watch it told me it was great.. so i hope i can catch the movie next week perhaps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shoulder muscles are aching when i type so i'm going to end it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109419174073593571?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109419174073593571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109419174073593571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just so elated!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeyeye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109411477536681149?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109411477536681149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109411477536681149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109411477536681149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109411477536681149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-did-it-i-made-it-to-deans-list.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109366927449681190</id><published>2004-08-29T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T13:08:48.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>online quizzes... i dont know why im taking all of these..&lt;br /&gt;but these quizzes are suppose to tell you what kind of person you are.. well.. i guess i am telling something with posting all of these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to make me.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=4 width=200px&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffcccc align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:18pt;'&gt;How to make a ricky&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 parts jealousy&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 parts courage&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts leadership&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffffcc&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of lustfulness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="How do you make a 'you'?"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Personality cocktail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which greek god you ask?? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061402949_topstrong2.jpg" border="0" alt="hercules"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hercules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a joke.. harry potter.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz/harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="1"&gt;Which HP Kid Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/smallville_rocks/quiz2.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.geocities.com/smallville_rocks/clark.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're always protecting your friends and relatives. You are an introvert and you keep some things to yourself. You know that you should share some things with friends but you know not to share too much. About love, you don't wear your heart on your sleeve, you're very cautious. Also, when you love someone, it's the REAL deal, you don't just fall for anyone just like that. Perhaps you should stop thinking of the consequences that love has and instead, just ask them out already!&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/smallville_rocks/quiz2.html" target="_blank"&gt;Which Smallville character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sarcasticfish/1051944984_magesclark.jpg" border="0" alt="Clark"&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU ARE CLARK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sarcasticfish/quizzes/What%20Castmember%20Of%20Smallville%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Castmember Of Smallville Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&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/6213782-109366927449681190?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109366927449681190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109366927449681190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109366927449681190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109366927449681190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/08/online-quizzes.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109364995285362944</id><published>2004-08-28T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T07:39:12.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so.. wala na tlga akong magawa sa buhay.. im now staying in qc with my sis.. free internet here and whats good is my chat pa.. mabilis rin.. di tulad ng dlsu dial up na kailangan mo pang sayawan para mag connect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing to do today.. maybe i'll just go find books here and read read read.. and i am supposed to bug some people today.. i might call some of my friends.. dat way i wont be too bored to answer online quizzes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel tired.. its still early.. i shouldn't have woke up but its too cold.. i didn't have a blanket that is why i chose to get up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to masci yesterday and saw some of my friends there.. they had longer hair now.. that's all i can say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow.. you just want to stop.. and you want to undo all those things you did.. but it can't be done.. and you sleep with all these thoughts in your head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was that about..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109364995285362944?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109364995285362944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109364995285362944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109364995285362944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109364995285362944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/08/so.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109356588777608629</id><published>2004-08-27T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T08:18:07.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dum dee dum dum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will really go home later.. since they moved the course card distribution on wednesday and thursday.. do your really think its possible for me to make it to the dean's list?? i only need 51 honor points.. but im a little worried about my introso and my genpsyc.. introso was tough for me, i had low quizzes way back then.. genpsyc, i don't know if the teacher would give me a grade of 3 but i have my +3% since i did my experiments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's still a wild ride towards that goal.. i want to be in the dean's list because i want to get a scholarship.. at least lighten the burden for my parents.. my CAP helps but i am worrying what will happen after i consume all my CAP.. i hope you people can pray for me.. i'll treat you all to a pack of chuckie after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first course card that i would get will be accounting.. if i get a 3.5 in that (i am not using the conservatism principle.. i am optimistic..) that would be great.. i would have room for a 2.5.. but if ever i get 2.5 in accounting.. that's it for my dean's list run.. unless i get a 4 in englone which is not really realistic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i'll go out today.. just to enjoy being in termbreak.. im really not enjoying the break since it seems its just going to be course cards and enrolments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened to my lunch box?? i don't know where it is.. i want to use it during the second term..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta fly.. i am flying with wings (see below for details)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        -=ricky=- &lt;br /&gt;                                    ricky with wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really gotta fly..&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/6213782-109356588777608629?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109356588777608629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109356588777608629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109356588777608629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109356588777608629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/08/dum-dee-dum-dum.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109356825863172880</id><published>2004-08-27T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T08:57:38.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Superhero Tests I took..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage.ntlworld.com/matthew.barr1/superhero/superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Clark Kent, Kal-El&lt;br /&gt;Affiliation: None&lt;br /&gt;Origin: Krypton &lt;br /&gt;First appearance: Action Comics #1 (June 1938)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.matthewbarr.co.uk/superhero/"&gt; which superhero are you? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Superman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wiredhound.com/superhero_test/art/supes_jla.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The prototypical champion of justice and freedom. Yawn. Like the family golden retriever, you're friendly, loyal, and big, but not too bright. You're almost completely invulnerable, but villians know they can hurt you through your friends, and constantly rescuing them is a drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wiredhound.com/superhero_test"&gt; superhero test &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109356825863172880?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109356825863172880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109356825863172880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109356825863172880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109356825863172880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/08/superhero-tests-i-took.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109356699843321820</id><published>2004-08-27T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T08:36:38.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if your wondering which LOTR character i am.. see below.. this was a quiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;table border="1" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mydigitalview/tr_aragorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://geocities.com/mydigitalview/lotr_person.html"&gt;What LoTR Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most like Aragorn. You have strong convictions and you stick to them. Although you are more of a recluse, you are extremely loyal to the few friends that you have. You are very serious about things, but you like having fun. Fame and fortune mean little to you, and you aren't concerned with being popular. Good for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109356699843321820?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109356699843321820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109356699843321820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109356699843321820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/109356699843321820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/08/if-your-wondering-which-lotr-character.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109350645539278495</id><published>2004-08-27T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T15:57:30.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wonderful.. its raining and my windows are open.. no wonder i always have a wet bed.. anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know why i keep a blog for myself.. first of all.. i dont update this regularly.. second of all.. i dont really have any idea why i should tell everyone what has happened in the past.. third, uhm.. okie.. there is no third reason.. fourth, i think you should check out my friends' blog.. &lt;a href="http://alilbit.diaryland.com"&gt; mela &lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/purple_an"&gt; angelica &lt;/a&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going home.. the next course card day is not until tuesday.. i am still feeling shaky about my grades.. i just hope i can make the dean's list.. then im off to schindler's list.. then the playlist.. then the guestlist.. i need to shut up about this lists..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i really don't feel nonsensical today.. i thought the word "nonsensical" was really not a real word.. but i read this word in some books.. and now i really think this word is really a word.. but it just dont seem like a word..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go out.. it's going to be bonners birthday on the 2nd and ana's birthday on the 9th.. i wouldn't mind getting gift ideas.. just tell me okay.. i dont know how ur going to tell me.. just shout it out loud enough for me to hear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems i am enjoying this after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it.. gotta fly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-109338819822620685</id><published>2004-08-25T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T06:56:38.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>badtrip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who ever thought those things would come up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganito pla sa college, hindi lahat ng tinuturo, un na.. kailangan iba ung pagaralan mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana mka 2.0 ako.. or 2.5.. decent nman un kc ung exam sobrang patapon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-109338819822620685?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109338819822620685/comments/default' 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your life when everything just doesnt fall in the right place.. this is exactly what my day is all about.. we have this presentation for environmental biology.. maganda cia..as in sobra.. pero ang problem, nsa pc ko cia.. nag try me mag burn.. for the first time, pumalpak.. then, i tried connecting to the net para i upload nlng... ayaw... so, hyperterminal.. binulabog pa nmin ung kapitbahay ko.. pero we ran out of time, kc soooobrang slow ng connection... so, dinala nlng namin ung cpu.. ayos.. ok na... cyempre, late kmi.. ang masama pa, dahil walang equipment dun sa room, kailangan nmin balikan ung avr ng cpu ko.. tapos pag balik nmin... ayos!!! hindi compatible ung keyboard... so balik nanaman.. pero sabi ni miss, sa next class nlng nia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready na kami!!! pag on, the pc completely fell apart... wala.. ayaw mag run ng windows... in front of a solid class.. kakahiya... sabi ni miss.. mga 4 nlng daw sa faculty room.. nd ipaaus dw muna sa itc... ewan ko ba sa mga personnel sa mga offices, walang gustong magpahiram ng khit avr man lng... nd monitor, kc kailangan nming ausin ung windows... so punta kmi faculty room ni miss.. wala.. ndi ko na kaya.. nd ndi na rin kya ng groupmates ko... suko na kami... magmamakaawa nlng kami kay miss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyempre naawa c miss... cnu bang ndi maaawa sa mga taong may dala ng cpu at nakapunta sa lahat ng buildings ng lasalle except sports com... well.. ganun ang buhay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what we thought was a one hour class came to be a 5 hour nightmare... di ko na kaya.. breakdown na ako.... i really couldn't have coped up with it if not for my groupmates... cguro kung iba groupmates ko ndi ngyari ung disaster... nd kung wala rin cla cguro, kahit mouse di ko na kayang mabitbit... cla lieann, jo, angelica nd neil... angas... hehe.. mga makaka 4.0 sa envirob nd actonea... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. ganyan buhay... ayos na nman ung pc eh.. nd nasa cd na ung powerpoint... thanks to the staff of rising sun computers... na nag pahiram ng kanilang burner... 150 binayad ko para maayos nd malaman cra ng pc ko... sulit naman... at least ndi sayang pinaghirapan nmin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cguro next time ilagay ko dito ung powerpoint.. imaintain ko n ulit ung blog, kc wala na akong magawang ndi stressful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun lng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck sa finals mga lasallians... go actoneB c43!!!&lt;br /&gt;&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/6213782-109299840583372248?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/109299840583372248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=109299840583372248' title='0 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/&gt;still, college is pretty much the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new people, new hangouts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life would just be perfect if you can have time for everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still figuring out how to have time for myself..&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/6213782-108756488643572702?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/108756488643572702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=108756488643572702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/108756488643572702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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salle.. next week will start my first term, the first of  fifteen terms.. 5 years.. 2 majors.. help me please.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least now i could watch afternoon shows and have 2 hour lunchbreaks.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got my student's license, and with a week to go, i still have time to learn how to drive.. i don't care if I personally don't have a car, I can drive my sister's..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddie gil looks funny, he is a star but he is really funny..&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/6213782-108479044749461460?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/108479044749461460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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I am officially an archer. the color fits too.. now I have, not only a green mind, but also green p.e shorts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had LPEP last friday and saturday, and it was cool. I met my block, (C43!!!) I met new people and i met bonner. I like my section actually because we were happy. hehe. i think the block got real close despite the fact that we were together only for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day was more like a getting to know you.. and a campus tour. the second day was more of being green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i look forward to the start of classes to see how everything will work. i honestly am excited to the first day of classes but after that, the next day i'll look forward to will be independence day and manila day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish things will work out well. and i hope the bonner block wont be as vulnerable as expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like doing this. i think i'l do more of this. this. this. this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;animo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-108437196048899003?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/108437196048899003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=108437196048899003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/108437196048899003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/108437196048899003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/05/frosh-green-leafy-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-108384558517475673</id><published>2004-05-06T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T20:17:31.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayan..bwisit maaga pa akong gigising bukas.. LpEp sa skul.. hehe.. bt b ako nag tytype dito.. tanggal na c george huff sa american idol.. tsk tsk tsk.. galing p nman.. yawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-108384558517475673?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/108384558517475673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=108384558517475673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/108384558517475673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/108384558517475673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/05/ayan.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-108337718474191331</id><published>2004-05-02T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T10:10:43.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mali pa ung oras.. nagawa ko rin.. ayusin ko nlng ung iba.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-108337718474191331?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/108337718474191331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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like it.. i know u wouldn't but please do.. il improve everything come next week.. so keep it here.. ayt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-108337865562296665?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/108337865562296665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=108337865562296665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/108337865562296665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/108337865562296665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-108337678151282840</id><published>2004-05-01T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T10:04:00.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teka nga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-108337678151282840?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/108337678151282840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=108337678151282840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-108324387296739058</id><published>2004-04-29T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T21:08:50.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pinapalitan ko ung title ayaw mabago.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-108324387296739058?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/108324387296739058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=108324387296739058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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starcraft and sims..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala akong masulat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt tym nlng..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-108324343206047128?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/feeds/108324343206047128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6213782&amp;postID=108324343206047128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/108324343206047128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6213782/posts/default/108324343206047128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com/2004/04/hindi-ko-lam-kung-bakit-ako-nag-tytype.html' title=''/><author><name>riki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213782.post-107158241553407693</id><published>2003-12-16T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T21:47:08.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why did i just create a blog?? now i remember.. i was supposed to have a blog for siblingstyle.. and i think il just do that.. any way.. dats it.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6213782-107158241553407693?l=rickyrickyricky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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