<?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-29135237</id><updated>2011-09-11T01:58:54.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>building a mystery</title><subtitle type='html'>what's inside of a dazed and confused mind</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29135237.post-117048998776440428</id><published>2007-02-03T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T07:19:27.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Dad's Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/1600/873453/pics_0117_026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/320/372127/pics_0117_026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this morning, I am going to smile when I see your face and laugh when I feel like crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry and pick you up and take you to the park to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off, and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be when you grow up, or second guess every decision I have made where you are concerned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won't stand over you trying to fix them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born and how much I love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch and count all the stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this evening, I will snuggle beside you for hours, and miss my favourite TV shows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for this evening when I run my finger through your hair as you pray,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given. I will think about the mothers and fathers who are searching for their missing children, the mothers and fathers who are visiting their children's graves instead of their bedrooms. The mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms watching their children suffer senselessly and screaming inside that little body And when I kiss you goodnight I will hold you a little tighter, a little longer. It is then, that I will thank God for you, and ask him for nothing, except one more day.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-117048998776440428?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/117048998776440428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=117048998776440428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/117048998776440428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/117048998776440428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2007/02/dads-poem.html' title='A  Dad&apos;s Poem'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-117048837341357753</id><published>2007-02-03T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T15:39:33.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fund Raising for the Roofing of the HVMES  School Stage</title><content type='html'>The HVMES Parents-Teachers- Community Association (PTCA) has launched a project for the construction of the school stage roofing and gymnasium. For those who are not familiar with the stage, it is the open space between the main building and the home economics building. It was built in the early 80's and since then being used for school functions and programs. But usage is limited and very much dependent on the weather. Practically, it cannot be used at noon time when the sun is up and it's too hot; long programs (recognition and graduation exercises) are usually held at night when it is a bit cooler. But rain is also an issue. A couple of times, graduation ceremonies were stopped because of rain, continued the next day at the town's cultural center!Estimated cost for the construction is 1.5M Pesos. The good news is that the municipal government is offering to shoulder half of the cost! The school has done raffles and fund raisings to supplement the funds offered by the government, but of course 750K is still a sizable amount.&lt;br /&gt;         The school needs financial help from all of us to make the project happen.Bank accounts were setup exclusively for this project. Donations need not be big. Any amount that our means allow will do; every Peso counts!When you remit, please notify and email the project coordinators (email addresses below) so that receipt of funds can be confirmed and accounted for.Construction is to begin asap. The hope is that it will be ready for the upcoming graduation ceremonies this April. The success of the project is very much dependent on our generosity. Let us show our support and make this worthwhile project happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Bank Account Details&lt;br /&gt;Bank Name : Philippine National Bank&lt;br /&gt;Bank Branch : Batac Branch&lt;br /&gt;Bank Account Name : Hilario Valdez Memorial Elementary School&lt;br /&gt;Phil. Peso Account# : 3085302468US Dollar Account# : 701684-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Coordinators Email Addresses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.f534.mail.yahoo.com/ym/Compose?To=hvmes%40yahoo.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;hvmes@yahoo. com&lt;/a&gt; - Mr. Rogelio Asiao, Principal &amp; Mrs. Norma Duldulao,&lt;br /&gt;Teachers' Association President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.f534.mail.yahoo.com/ym/Compose?To=cav103059%40yahoo.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;cav103059@yahoo. com&lt;/a&gt; - Mrs. Celia Verano, Faculty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.f534.mail.yahoo.com/ym/Compose?To=elenalagadan%40yahoo.com.ph" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;elenalagadan@ yahoo.com. ph&lt;/a&gt; – Ms. Elena Lagadan, Faculty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Please help in spreading the word and forward this email to other alumni and others who might be able to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-117048837341357753?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/117048837341357753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=117048837341357753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/117048837341357753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/117048837341357753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2007/02/fund-raising-for-roofing-of-hvmes.html' title='Fund Raising for the Roofing of the HVMES  School Stage'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-117048756585372595</id><published>2007-02-03T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T15:26:05.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh.... What's Up Doc?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/320/26121/409391331l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I miss the story time with the kid. Abidi abidi says Porky and Bugs would stare at the pig and blurts out " Eh..... what's up Doc?" hehehe... Senti-mode na naman ako... palagi naman di ba? heheehe... Malapit na pala birthday nya, on the 13th..... Can't believe, he'll be 4 then... Whew.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Time to make him an ading.... hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-117048756585372595?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/117048756585372595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=117048756585372595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/117048756585372595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/117048756585372595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2007/02/eh-whats-up-doc.html' title='Eh.... What&apos;s Up Doc?????'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-116820881130243584</id><published>2007-01-08T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T18:24:50.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Na Naman!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, it's monday.... and im late again... arrrrrgh. Sinong may kasalanan? Yung alarm clock? hinde. Matagal ng wala ng battery yun... Yun cellphone ko na nag alarm naman sa tamang oras? hinde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nag alarm nga sa tamang oras e. Na snooze ko lang naman. 3 times. hahahaha sarap kasing matulog e... Lalo na't katabi mo mahal mo... haaaaaay... lunes na lunes e.... corny ko na naman.. Kasalanan ko talaga kung bakit ako na late.. haaay...  Pero masarap e.. teka... paulit ulit na lang a..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nung saturday, nanood kami ng....... Enteng Kabisote.... hahahhaha request ni Kid e... ayun, natulog lang ako sa sine..... pag uwi namin, di na naman ako kinausap ni Kumander... haaaay... Nung Sunday, hmmmm... natulog maghapon... nyahahahaha.. then nagsimba @ 6:30 Pcm... tapos kumain sa Floring's bbq... sa tabi ng shopwise... Sawap ng BBQ nila.. Next time, try ko yung chicken chicharon nila. Ano yun? kaya nga susubukan next time para malaman e.. hahaha lunes na lunes, anggulo ng utak ko..... Late kasi e. Pero masarap talaga malate. Haaay, umiikot na naman. Tama na nga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-116820881130243584?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/116820881130243584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=116820881130243584' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116820881130243584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116820881130243584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2007/01/late-na-naman.html' title='Late Na Naman!!'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29135237.post-116647578467571003</id><published>2006-12-19T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T05:03:04.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laoag Airsoft Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Join Now!Contact Dondon Verano :+639279967203&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/1600/607667/LAT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/320/769807/LAT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-116647578467571003?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/116647578467571003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=116647578467571003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116647578467571003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116647578467571003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/12/laoag-airsoft-team_19.html' title='Laoag Airsoft Team'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-116639913580124848</id><published>2006-12-18T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T07:45:35.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hardest Thing I've Ever Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/1600/183029/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/400/621771/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-116639913580124848?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/116639913580124848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=116639913580124848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116639913580124848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116639913580124848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/12/hardest-thing-ive-ever-done.html' title='The Hardest Thing I&apos;ve Ever Done'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-116612608344438464</id><published>2006-12-15T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T04:36:11.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Scientific Inquiry into Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/1600/483745/DSC03234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/400/99724/DSC03234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Kid with Santa  at MOA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1) No known species of reindeer can fly. BUT there are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified, and while most of these are insects and germs, this does not COMPLETELY rule out flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;2) There are 2 billion children (persons under 18) in the world. BUT since Santa doesn't (appear) to handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish, &amp; Buddhist children, that reduces the workload to 15% of the total - 378 million according to Population Reference Bureau. At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, that's 91.8 million homes. One presumes there's at least one good child in each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Santa has 31 hours of Christmas to work with. This is due to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth, assuming he travels east to west (which seems logical). This works out to 822.6 visits/second. This is to say that for each Christian household with good children, Santa has .001 second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down the chimney, get back into the sleigh and move on to the next house. Assuming that each of these 91.8 million stops are evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false but for the purposes of our calculations we will accept), we are now talking about .78 miles/household, a total trip of 75.5 million miles; not counting stops to do what most of us must do at least once every 31 hours, plus feeding &amp;amp; etc. So Santa's sleigh must be moving at 650 miles/second, 3,000 times the speed of sound. For purposes of comparison, the fastest man-made vehicle on earth, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles/second. A conventional reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles/hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;4) The payload on the sleigh adds another interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium-sized lego set (2 lb.), the sleigh is carrying 321,300 tons, not counting Santa, who is invariably described as overweight. On land, conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 lb. Even granting that "flying reindeer" (see #1) could pull 10 TIMES the normal amount, we cannot do the job with 8, or even 9 reindeer. We need 214,200. This increases the payload - not counting the weight of the sleigh - to 353,430 tons. This is four times the weight of the ocean-liner Queen Elizabeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) 353,000 tons travelling at 650 miles/second creates enormous air resistance. This will heat up the reindeer up in the same fashion as a spacecraft reentering the earth's atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer will absorb 14.3 QUINTILLION joules of energy. Per second. Each. In short, they will burst into flame almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them, and create deafening sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team will be vaporized within .00426 of a second. Meanwhile, Santa will be subjected to centrifugal forces 17,500.06 times greater than gravity. A 250-lb Santa (seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of his sleigh by 4,315,015 lb. of force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;If Santa ever DID deliver presents on Christmas Eve, he's dead now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-116612608344438464?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/116612608344438464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=116612608344438464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116612608344438464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116612608344438464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/12/scientific-inquiry-into-santa-claus.html' title='A Scientific Inquiry into Santa Claus'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-116612577617324707</id><published>2006-12-15T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T03:51:07.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to be Annoying</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Drum on every available surface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Remove every line of someone's file except the entry for alt.sex.fetish.hamster.duct-tape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sing the Batman theme incessantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Staple papers in the middle of the page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ask 800 operators for dates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Produce a rental video consisting entirely of dire FBI copy warnings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sew anti-theft detector strips into people's backpacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hide dairy products in inaccessible places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Write the surprise ending to a novel on its first page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Specify that your drive-through order is "to go".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Set alarms for random times.Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of "Beeeep Bip Bip Beeeep Bip..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Buy large quantities of mint dental floss just to lick the flavor off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Order a side of pork rinds with your filet mignon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Instead of Gallo, serve Night Train next Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Leave your Nine Inch Nails tape in Great Uncle Ed's stereo, with the volume properly adjusted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Publicly investigate just how slowly you can make a "croaking" noise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Honk and wave to strangers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dress only in clothes colored Hunter's Orange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Change channels five minutes before the end of every show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tape pieces of "Sweating to the Oldies" over climactic parts of rental movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wear your pants backwards.Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and simply eat their complementary mints by the cash register.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Begin all your sentences with "ooh la la!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rouse your roommates from slumber each morning with Lou Reed's "Metal Machine Music".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Leave someones printer in compressed-italic-cyrillic-landscape mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ONLY TYPE IN UPPERCASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;only type in lowercase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dont use any punctuation either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Buy a large quantity of orange traffic cones and reroute whole streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pay for your dinner with pennies.Tie jingle bells to all your clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Repeat everything someone says, as a question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Write "X - BURIED TREASURE" in random spots on all of someone's roadmaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Inform everyone you meet of your personal Kennedy assasination/UFO/ OJ Simpson conspiracy theories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Repeat the following conversation a dozen times: "Do you hear that?" "What?" "Never mind, it's gone now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Light road flares on a birthday cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wander around the restaurant, asking other diners for their parsley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Leave tips in Bolivian currency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Demand that everyone address you as "Conquistador".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Push all the flat Lego pieces together tightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At the laundromat, use one dryer for each of your socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;When Christmas carolling, sing "Jingle Bells, Batman smells" until physically restrained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wear a cape that says "Magnificent One".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;As much as possible, skip rather than walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stand over someone's shoulder, mumbling, as they read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finish the 99 bottles of beer song.Leave your turn signal on for fifty miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pretend your mouse is a CB radio, and talk to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Try playing the William Tell Overture by tapping on the bottom of your chin. When nearly done, announce "no, wait, I messed it up", and repeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Drive half a block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Name your dog "Dog"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.Inform others that they exist only in your imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ask people what gender they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Reply to everything someone says with "that's what YOU think."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lick the filling out of all the Oreos, and place the cookie parts back in the tray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cultivate a Norwegian accent. If Norwegian, affect a Southern Drawl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Forget the punchline to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a "real hoot".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Routinely handcuff yourself to furniture, informing the curious that you don't want to fall off "in case the big one comes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sculpt your hedges into anatomically suggestive shapes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with a can of Lysol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Deliberately hum songs that will remain lodged in co-workers' brains, such as "Feliz Navidad", the Archies' "Sugar" or the Mr Rogers theme song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;While making presentations, occasionally bob your head like a parakeet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lie obviously about trivial things such as the time of day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Make beeping noises when a large person backs up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Leave your Christmas lights up and lit until September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Change your name to John Aaaaasmith for the great glory of being first in the phone book. Claim it's a Hawaiian name, and demand that people pronounce each A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chew on pens that you've borrowed.Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to avoid the appearance of ignorance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wear a LOT of cologne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ask to "interface" with someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Listen to 33rpm records at 45rpm speed, and claim the faster speed is necessary because of your "superior mental processing".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sing along at the opera.Mow your lawn with scissors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At a golf tournament, chant "swing-batatatatatata-suhWING-batter!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with prophesy".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ask the waitress for an extra seat for your "imaginary friend".Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn't rhyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ask your co-workers mysterious questions, and scribble their answers in a notebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mutter something about "psychological profiles".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Incessantly recite annoying phrases, such as "sticky wicket isn't cricket."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stare at static on the tv and claim you can see a "magic picture".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Select the same song on the jukebox fifty times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scuff your feet on a dry, shaggy carpet and seek out victims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do not add any inflection to the end of your sentences, producing awkward silences with the impression that you'll be saying more any moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Never make eye contact.Never break eye contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Construct elaborate "crop circles" in your front lawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Construct your own pretend "tricorder", and "scan" people with it, announcing the results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Give a play-by-play account of a person's every action in a nasal Howard Cosell voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Holler random numbers while someone is counting.Make appointments for the 31st of September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Invite lots of people to other people's parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-116612577617324707?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/116612577617324707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=116612577617324707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116612577617324707'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/320/578649/booo%26lilboo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dade, umuli ta pay a"&lt;/em&gt; Daddy, akyat pa tayo..... Sabi ng boi ko nung pumunta kami sa baguio. Tatlong bundok na yata naakyat namin, enjoy na enjoy pa rin ang boi ko sa kaka stroll namin.. Siyempre nga naman, di siya napapagod e. hehehe E ako, kulang na lang lumabas dila ko't makita ngala ngala ko... pero enjoy pa rin ako, basta kasama ko boi ko at masaya siya.... masaya na rin ako...  boooo, umili ta pay a....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-116578406735110624?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/116578406735110624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=116578406735110624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116578406735110624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116578406735110624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/12/dade-umuli-ta-pay.html' title='Dade, umuli ta pay a'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-116578323357676850</id><published>2006-12-11T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T07:35:14.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Post na Hindi Miki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/1600/959701/wendell2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5092/3096/320/599388/wendell2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan po ang post na di na miki. Sa tinagal tagal na bagong post dito sa bahay ko, napanis na yung miki sa baba... hehehehe wala lang trip lang... tsaka me acces na ulit ako diyo sa ofis... yehey!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-116578323357676850?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/116578323357676850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=116578323357676850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116578323357676850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116578323357676850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/12/ang-post-na-hindi-miki.html' title='Ang Post na Hindi Miki'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-116094481920938855</id><published>2006-10-16T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T08:13:25.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batac Miki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/miki.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/miki.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;One of our Town's Pride:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATAC MIKI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procedure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garlic&lt;br /&gt;ground pepper&lt;br /&gt;oil/butter&lt;br /&gt;1/2 kilo dried miki noodles&lt;br /&gt;1/2 kilo chicken breast (boiled and shredded)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 kilo batac chicharon (bagnet)&lt;br /&gt;patis (fish sauce)&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;chicken stock&lt;br /&gt;achuete (red coloring, mixed in with hot water and salt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Boil chicken breast in 1 liter of water for 30 minutes or chicken is already well done. Take out chicken, reserve the liquid for stock.&lt;br /&gt;Shred the chicken breast, set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Saute garlic in oil or butter until golden brown, do not overdo it. Next, put the ground pepper and chicken. Cook for a minute or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pour patis to taste, cook for a minute or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pour achuete mixture, cook also for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pour in chicken stock, boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Put miki noodles, cook till noodles are done. Do not over cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Top it with ilocano chicharon (bagnet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Serve hot. Perfect with puto and suka ti sili.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-116094481920938855?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/116094481920938855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=116094481920938855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116094481920938855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/116094481920938855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/10/batac-miki.html' title='Batac Miki'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-115979813769134635</id><published>2006-10-02T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:14:25.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baguio trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Recent Pictures at Baguio City&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;09.18.06&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Drummer Boi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/eumir4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/eumir4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hug ka man la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/eumir3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/eumir3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Attaboy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/eumir2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/eumir1.jpg"&gt;Eumir and Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/eumir1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Morning Glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/eumir5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/eumir5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115979813769134635?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115979813769134635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115979813769134635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115979813769134635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115979813769134635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/10/baguio-trip.html' title='Baguio trip'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-115758298087346573</id><published>2006-09-07T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T17:01:34.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Habits of Spectacularly Unsuccessful People</title><content type='html'>7 Habits of Spectacularly Unsuccessful People &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(MY COMMENT: This is an interesting takeoff of Stephen Covey's highly successful book "7 Habits of Highly Effective People". It does offer valuable advice. Enjoy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING! If you want to have a fantastic life, never engage yourself in these 7 deadly habits that incompetent people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 1 - They Think, Say, &amp; Do Negative Things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. They see problems in EVERY opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They complain that the sun is too hot. They cursed the rain for ruining their plans for the day. They blame the wind for ruining their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think that everyone is against them. They see the problems but never the solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every little bit of difficulty is exaggerated to the point of tragedy. They regard failures as catastrophes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They become discouraged easily instead of learning from their mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They never seem to move forward because they're always afraid to come out of their comfort zones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 2 - They Act Before They Think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They move based on instinct or impulse. If they see something they like, they buy at once without any second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they see something better. They regret &amp; curse for not able to take advantage of the bargain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they spend &amp; spend again until nothing's left. They don't think about the future. What they're after is the pleasure they will experience at present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't think about the consequences. Those who engage in unsafe sex, criminality, and the like are included in this group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 3 - They Talk Much More Than They Listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want to be the star of the show. So they always engage in talks that would make them heroes, even to the point of lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oftentimes they are not aware that what they're saying is not sensible anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people advise them, they close their ears because they're too proud to admit their mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In their mind they're always correct. They reject suggestions because that will make them feel inferior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 4 - They Give Up Easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Successful people treat failures as stepping stones to success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incompetent ones call it quits upon recognizing the first signs of failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, they may be excited to start an endeavor. But then they lose interest fairly quickly, especially when they encounter errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they go &amp; search for a new one. Same story &amp; same results. Incompetent people don't have the persistence to go on and fulfill their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 5 - They Try to Bring Others Down To Their Level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incompetent people envy other successful individuals. Instead of working hard to be like them, these incompetent ones spread rumors and try every dirty trick to bring them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could've asked these successful ones nicely. But no, they're too proud. They don't want to ask advise. Moreover, they're too negative to accomplish anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 6 - They Waste Their Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know what to do next. They may just be contented on eating, getting drunk, watching TV, or worse, staring at the blank wall with no thoughts whatsoever to improve their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's perfectly fine to enjoy once in a while. But time should be managed efficiently in order to succeed. There should be a proper balance between work &amp; pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 7 - They Take the Easy Way Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are two roads to choose from, incompetent people would choose the wider road with less rewards than the narrower road with much better rewards at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't want any suffering or hardship. They want a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What these people don't know is that what you reap is what you sow. Efforts &amp; action will not go unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only they would be willing to sacrifice a little, they would be much better off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Successful people made it through trials &amp; error. They never give up. They are willing to do everything necessary to achieve what they aspire for in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the Author:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that you can attain anything your heart desires? I'm telling you, you can! Rene Graeber uses and teaches will power and mind control for more than 10 years. Visit his website and learn how to unleash your full potential of your mind - just visit http://www.will-power-mind-control.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115758298087346573?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115758298087346573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115758298087346573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115758298087346573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115758298087346573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/09/7-habits-of-spectacularly-unsuccessful.html' title='7 Habits of Spectacularly Unsuccessful People'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-115397096431303657</id><published>2006-07-27T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T03:31:16.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Diary</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on getting wasted.&lt;br /&gt;Like an angel transformed&lt;br /&gt;into a monster howling&lt;br /&gt;in silence; scaring you&lt;br /&gt;away. I will be tipsy.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just be tipsee.Thee-pissy.&lt;br /&gt;Deep sea. Tip-synchronized.&lt;br /&gt;Murmuring with my eyes&lt;br /&gt;shut. Dreaming without&lt;br /&gt;sleeping. Slipping..Waking&lt;br /&gt;up with a throbbing head&lt;br /&gt;heart - head - pounding.&lt;br /&gt;I still plan on getting wasted.&lt;br /&gt;Not drunk, not intoxicated.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-from a pexer named Jersee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115397096431303657?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115397096431303657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115397096431303657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115397096431303657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115397096431303657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/07/dear-diary.html' title='Dear Diary'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-115334318409423792</id><published>2006-07-20T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T05:06:24.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumper Sticker</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Bumper Sticker Should Be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatbumperstickershouldbeonyourcarquiz/sticker-2.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass, gas, or grass - no one rides for free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatbumperstickershouldbeonyourcarquiz/"&gt;What Bumper Sticker Should Be On Your Car?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115334318409423792?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115334318409423792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115334318409423792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115334318409423792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115334318409423792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/07/bumper-sticker.html' title='Bumper Sticker'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-115334310203488272</id><published>2006-07-20T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T05:05:02.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Your Band Name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C8C8FF" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Band Name is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E9E9FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/bandnamegenerator/band.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Barnyard Pickles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/bandnamegenerator/"&gt;Band Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115334310203488272?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115334310203488272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115334310203488272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115334310203488272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115334310203488272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-is-your-band-name.html' title='What Is Your Band Name?'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-115334283175563186</id><published>2006-07-20T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T05:00:31.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of Food are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#98FB98" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chinese Food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CAFBCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/chinese-food.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exotic yet ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;People think they've had enough of you, but they're back for more in an hour.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Food Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115334283175563186?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115334283175563186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115334283175563186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115334283175563186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115334283175563186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-kind-of-food-are-you.html' title='What kind of Food are You?'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-115231019192774022</id><published>2006-07-08T06:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T12:16:01.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rhoan, eto na po....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GETTING TO KNOW YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Wendell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Country:&lt;/strong&gt; Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birth Place:&lt;/strong&gt; Batac, Ilocos Norte, home of the great dealers, este leaders pala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birth Date:&lt;/strong&gt; May 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zodiac Sign:&lt;/strong&gt; Taurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any siblings?:&lt;/strong&gt; Dalawa… Two girls [manang Arlene (+) and adding mimi, unico hijo.. im a middle child, and I think I have the middle-child syndrome…LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Schools:&lt;/strong&gt; Hilario Valdez Mem. Elem. School (Kinder: Best in Math.. nyahahaha), MMSU Science High School, Mapua Institute of Tech&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Motto: &lt;/strong&gt; Two heads are more than one….. nyahahahaha…seriously… With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;           Pedeng hanggang ditto na lang? hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GETTING TO KNOW YOU MORE!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(sige na nga….)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe yourself:&lt;/strong&gt; Im a wanderer in a wrong city. A down-to-earth-as-one-could-be. A wannabe-good father and a husband. Just a small speck who enjoys life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Food: &lt;/strong&gt;I’m food addict… and I can cook… not just simple dishes…. My mom, adores my kare-kare and my wife fell in love with my tuna spaghetti…. Fave food ko? Pinikpikan, calamares, empanada, ilocos longganisa, dinengdeng, pinakbet, crabs shrimps, baby back ribs… siyef, naglalaway na ako… basta madame pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Drinks:&lt;/strong&gt; Apple juice…. Red Horse Extra Strong Beer…Gin Bulag, Emperador, Tequila… lashenggo ‘to! Itaas mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Movie:&lt;/strong&gt; Scent of a Woman, Bourne Series, Godfather series, any movie with Al Pacino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Actor:&lt;/strong&gt; Morgan Freeman, Al Pacino, Matt Damon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Actress:&lt;/strong&gt; Keira Knightley, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000170/"&gt;Milla Jovovich&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Song&lt;/strong&gt;: One by U2 (original version) A letter to elise by the cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likes:&lt;/strong&gt; totoong tao, marunong makibagay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/strong&gt; Posers and wannabes… dapat ako lang ang wannabe… mwehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chumboys:&lt;/strong&gt; brokeback? Ano ba ibig sabihin nito? Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chumgirls:&lt;/strong&gt; hmmmm… one woman man ‘to!! (ganun ba ibig sabihin nun? Pakshet, inaantok na ako…it’s 10 minutes to 6 in the morning here…. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A LITTLE PERSONAL!&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUWAT? Hindi pa ba personal mga nasa taas? Hehehe… sige na nga…. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First crush: &lt;/strong&gt;Seatmate ko nung nasa grade four ako…AYOKONG BANGGITIN NAME NYA (baka feeling nya mahaba hair nya… bwahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When/where did you meet:&lt;/strong&gt; nung grade four ako… sa school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was your first kiss:&lt;/strong&gt; d ko maalala e.. andami nila e, sabay sabay.. jowk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was your first bf:&lt;/strong&gt; BF? Huwat? Ok, baka GF…. Hehehe as in na first, mapafling man o serious? Sino nga ba?...... &lt;a href="javascript:void(0);"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; next question please…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe your first bf:&lt;/strong&gt; guapo? Nyahahaha….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When/where did you met:&lt;/strong&gt; Sa store na malapit sa bahay nila, pinabili sya ng suka, d pa magkaparehas tsinelas nya… Hoooooo&lt;a href="javascript:void(0);"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you still together:&lt;/strong&gt; Misis ko? Parang ayaw na nya sa akin e…. Pero ako, mahal na mahal ko yun…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If not why:&lt;/strong&gt; G@go kasi ako e….. Insensitive na nag eego trip…. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be, sika lang ditoy biagko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do have any plans to get married:&lt;/strong&gt; Kasal na po kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you love/like him:&lt;/strong&gt; Ipinaglaban nya ako inspite of…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you plan to have kids:&lt;/strong&gt; 2nd baby is on the drawing board…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many:&lt;/strong&gt; dalawa lang, may boi na kami kaya girlaloo na lang….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What have you learned from the circle of life: &lt;/strong&gt;Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness… desiderata…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115231019192774022?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115231019192774022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115231019192774022' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115231019192774022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115231019192774022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/07/rhoan-eto-na-po.html' title=''/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29135237.post-115229086126422240</id><published>2006-07-08T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:51:56.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;By The Waters Edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;One of 75 Original Poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;By David W. Atherton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am into many things,&lt;br /&gt;many worlds,&lt;br /&gt;I accept the powers given to me&lt;br /&gt;from many different beings. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not deny the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;nor do I deny the Ancients.&lt;br /&gt;I bow before no one,&lt;br /&gt;for this is my own sacred realm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If what I choose is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;then why must I have the ability to choose?&lt;br /&gt;If those I lead should not follow,&lt;br /&gt;then why must they have the ability to walk? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If what I create should not be felt,&lt;br /&gt;then why must man have a heart?&lt;br /&gt;If I am not to own this world,&lt;br /&gt;then why was I put here to begin with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is my sacred realm, I do not ask you to bow.&lt;br /&gt;Just respect the world around you&lt;br /&gt;and feel my loving power. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are here to hurt the innocent;&lt;br /&gt;I assure you,&lt;br /&gt;my guilt will eat your heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are here to feed on the weak;&lt;br /&gt;my strength will in time devour you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are here to take from the poor;&lt;br /&gt;my riches will bury you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are here –&lt;br /&gt;for anything other –&lt;br /&gt;than the love of my art –&lt;br /&gt;leave now –&lt;br /&gt;before your soul is forever lost.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115229086126422240?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115229086126422240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115229086126422240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115229086126422240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115229086126422240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/07/by-waters-edgeone-of-75-original.html' title=''/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-115177413617245841</id><published>2006-07-02T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T09:36:35.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah Right!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/chances_winning_arg.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/chances_winning_arg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115177413617245841?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115177413617245841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115177413617245841' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115177413617245841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115177413617245841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/07/yeah-right.html' title='Yeah Right!'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29135237.post-115108775489419727</id><published>2006-06-24T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T14:17:27.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scientist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/chris-blue-1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/chris-blue-1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115108775489419727?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115108775489419727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115108775489419727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115108775489419727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115108775489419727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/06/scientist.html' title='The Scientist'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-115059590731169030</id><published>2006-06-18T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T10:51:57.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOBODY MAKES IT BETTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;How to make an authentic Batac Empanada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/normal_empanada%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/normal_empanada%2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;roll it baby!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/normal_empanada%2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/normal_empanada%2002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ginisang balatong and grated papaya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/normal_empanada%2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/normal_empanada%2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;eeeer.... where's the longganisa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/normal_empanada%2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/normal_empanada%2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; as simple as that! heavenly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/normal_empanada%2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/normal_empanada%2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;malasado ba o well done?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/normal_empanada%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/normal_empanada%2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;VIOLA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/normal_empanada%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/normal_empanada%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pictures courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.ilocano.org"&gt;www.ilocano.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115059590731169030?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115059590731169030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115059590731169030' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115059590731169030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115059590731169030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/06/nobody-makes-it-better.html' title='NOBODY MAKES IT BETTER'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29135237.post-115043808266039702</id><published>2006-06-16T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T14:08:02.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITAAS MO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got this somewhere.... di ko na matandaan... Sa mga kasamang mahilig tumagay, itaas nyo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/beer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/beer.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BASED ON YOUR SUNSIGNS YOUR EXPECTED BEHAVIOUR AFTER YOU GET DRUNK !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ARIES :&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style Impulsive Aries people like to party and sometime sdon't know when to call it a night. Their competitive streak makes them prone to closing-time shot contests. They're sloppy, fun drunks, and they get mighty flirty after a couple tipples. Getting Aries people drunk I sa good way to get what you want out of them, should other methods fail. Aries can become bellicose when blotto, but they will assume that whatever happened should be forgiven (if not forgotten) by sunrise. They can be counted on to do the same for you -- so long as you haven't gone and done anything really horrible to them last night, you sneaky Gemini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TAURUS&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style Taurus prefers to drink at a leisurely pace, aiming for a mellow glow rather than a full-on zonk. Since a truly intoxicated Taurus is a one-person stampede, the kind of bull-in-a-china-shop inebriate who spills red wine on white carpets and tells fart jokes to employers, the preference for wining and dining (or Bud and buddies) to body shots and barfing is quite fortunate for the rest of us. This is not to say thatthe Bull is by any means a teetotaler -- god, no. A squiffy Taurus will get, er, gregarious (full of loud mouth soup, some would say) and is extremely amusing to drag to a karaoke bar when intoxicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GEMINI&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style Gemini's can drink without changing their behavior much-- they're so naturally chatty and short-attention-spanned that it's just hard to tell sometimes. They can amaze you by conversing with finesse and allusion, then doing something to belie an extremely advanced state of intoxication, like puking in your shoe. Gemini's possess the magic ability to flirt successfully (and uninfuriatingly, which is very tricky) with several people at once. They like to order different cocktails every round -- repetition is boring -- and may create a theme (like yellow drinks: beer, sauvignon blanc and limoncello) for their own amusement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CANCER&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style Cancer is a comfort drinker -- and an extra wine with dinner or an after-work beer or six can be extra comforting, can't it, Cancer darling? Like fellow water signs Scorpio and Pisces, Crabs must guard against lushery. Cancers are brilliant at ferreting out secret parties and insinuating themselves on VIP lists -- and, in true Hollywood style, Cancers are never really drunk; instead, they get "tired and emotional" (read: weepy when lubricated). But there's nothing better than swapping stories (and spit) over a few bottles of inky red wine with your favorite Cancer. Even your second-favorite Cancer will do. The sign also rules the flavor vanilla, and you'd be adored if you served up a vanilla vodka and soda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEO&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style Leo likes to drink and dance -- they're often fabulous dancers, and usually pretty good drinkers as well, losing their commanding dignity and turning kittenish. Of course, they're quite aware they're darling -Leos will be Leos, after all. They generally know their limit, probably because they loathe losing self-control. When they get over-refreshed, expect flirting to ensue -- and perhaps not with the one what rung them. But Leo's not the type to break rules even when drunk, so just try to ignore it (try harder, Cancer) and expects a sheepish (and hung over) Lion to make it up to you the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VIRGO&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style Cerebral Virgos are compelled to impose order onto their bender. Their famously fussy quest for purity could lead to drinking less than other signs, sure --but it could also lead to drinking booze neat, to sucking down organic wine or just to brand loyalty. They rarely get fully shellacked -- but, oh, when they do! Virgo's controlled by the intellect, but there's an unbridled beast lurking within, and they let it loose when walloped. It's dead sexy (and surprisingly unsloppy). As one Virgo friend used to declare, "I'm going to drink myself into a low-level of intelligence tonight." A toast to the sub genius IQ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIBRA&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style "I'm jusht a social drinker," slurs Libra, "it's jusht that I'm so damn social?" Libra loves nothing more than to party, mingle and relate to everyone. Whether dipped in favor of Good Libra (with Insta-Frienddevice set to "on") or heavier on the Evil Libra side (they are little instigators when bored), the Scales can really work a room. Charming as they are, Libras are notoriously lacking in self-control, however, which can get them into all sorts of trouble --including wearing their wobbly boots waaaay too early in the evening, flirting with every man/woman in the roomor even blacking out the night's events entirely. Oops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCORPIO&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style Don't ever tell Scorpios they've had enough, for they'll smirk at you and quietly but intentionally keep tippling till they're hog-whimpering drunk, out of 100-proof spite. Scorpios like to drink, and screw you if you have a problem with that. Most of them seethe sauce as something to savor in itself, and not asa personality-altering tool -- though if depressed, self-loathing Scorps seek total obliteration. But generally, they're fascinating drinking pals, brilliant conversationalists and dizzying flirts. They also remember everything -- especially what you did when you were blitzed. Only drink with a Scorpio who likes you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAGITTARIUS&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style In vino veritas -- and, for Sagittarius, in booze blurtiness: When buttered, they'll spill all your secrets and many of their own. Tactlessness aside, Sagittarius is just plain fun to drink with. This is a sign of serious partying (what else would you expect from the sign of Sinatra, Keith Richards, the Bush twins and Anna Nicole Smith?). They're the people who chat up everyone in the room, then persuade the entire crowd to travel somewhere else -- like a nightclub, or a playground, or Cancun. Good-natured hijinks are sure to ensue (including a high possibility of loopy groping; spontaneous Sag is a brilliant booty call).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAPRICORN&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style Capricorn is usually described as practical, steadfast, money-hungry and status-thirsty -- no wonder they get left off the astrological cocktail-party list. But this is the sign of David Bowie and Annie Lennox, not to mention Elvis. Capricorn is the true rock star: independent, powerful and seriously charismatic, not too eager to please. And if they make money being themselves, who're you to quibble? But just like most rock stars, they're either totally on or totally off, and they generally need a little social lubricant to loosen up and enjoy the after party, especially if they can hookup with a cute groupie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AQUARIUS&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style Aquarius and drinking don't go together that well(except for water, that is). They have an innate tendency toward know-it-allism, and if they get an idea while sizzled, they're more stubborn than a stain or a stone. If they're throwing a party or organizing an outing, however, they're too preoccupied with their duties to get combative -- and they make perfectly charming drunks in that case. Fortunately, they're usually capital drink-nursers. They also make the best designated drivers (if you can get them before they start raising their wrist):Aquarius is fascinated by drunk people and capable of holding interesting conversations with soused strangers while sober.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PISCES&lt;/span&gt; Drinking style If you're a Pisces, you've probably already heard that you share a sign and an addictive personality --with Liz Taylor, Lisa Minnelli and Kurt Cobain. Not only do Pisces like to lose themselves in the dreamy, out-there feeling that only hooch can give, but they build up a mighty tolerance fast. Who needs an expensive date like that? On the other hand, they're fabulously enchanting partners, whether in conversation or in crime. With the right Pisces, you can start out sharing a pitcher of margaritas and windup in bed together for days. The phrase "addictive personality" can be read two ways, you know. ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115043808266039702?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115043808266039702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115043808266039702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115043808266039702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115043808266039702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/06/itaas-mo.html' title='ITAAS MO!'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-115033735059920463</id><published>2006-06-15T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T14:47:15.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAILMATE #13528</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/IMG_0010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/IMG_0010.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/IMG_0009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/IMG_0009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/IMG_0006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/IMG_0006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIFE SENTENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO PAROLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just for kicks, hahaha. Literally, i've been a prisoner to this company for a year and 6 months already. Ang saya saya dito.....hehehe Yah, i know, i'm lying. Sana maapprove na yung VL ko na 5 days. Miss u be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/IMG_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/IMG_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-115033735059920463?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/115033735059920463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=115033735059920463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115033735059920463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/115033735059920463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/06/jailmate-13528.html' title='JAILMATE #13528'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-114983570422508974</id><published>2006-06-09T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T00:07:18.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In life, nothing is really improssible.....</title><content type='html'>I have to post this one... it's sooo uplifting....this one was sent to me by jay....thanks jay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If there will come a time when you feel that there's nothing more you can do... think about the snail within the pictures... In life, nothing is really improssible..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/ShowLetter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/ShowLetter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/ShowLetter3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/ShowLetter4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/ShowLetter5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/ShowLetter6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/ShowLetter7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/ShowLetter8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When people say that something is impossible, it often means it is something nobody they know has tried before. Many people have refused to take risks simply because they are afraid of change or they are afraid of failure. Then again, many people long ago said that it was impossible for man to circumnavigate the earth, or to fly, or to walk on the moon. They were right, of course... until someone went ahead and tried. Matthew 19:26 - But Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With men this is impossible; but with God all things are possible. Trust in God......... God Love's you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-114983570422508974?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/114983570422508974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=114983570422508974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114983570422508974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114983570422508974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-life-nothing-is-really-improssible.html' title='In life, nothing is really improssible.....'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-114972482655574437</id><published>2006-06-08T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T03:29:55.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever missed someone so bad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/1bigHappyThressome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/1bigHappyThressome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Living alone in the city is soooooo depressing..... Buti na lang me beer, nakakatulog ako ng mabilis. But the problem is, i think i'm becoming an alcoholic. I can't sleep without swigging a bottle or 2 of Red Horse Extra Strong Beer. Gusto ko na umuwi sa amin. Sobrang miss ko na family ko. Lecheng critical wordays yan, di tuloy ako makauwi. Gusto ko ng kunin family ko dito, naghahanap lang ako ng malilipatan. By july siguro. Buti na lang sweldo na bukas, makakainom na naman ako.... hehehehe... Pero konti lang, 10 days straight ako ngayong week na 'to kasi nga nakipagswap ng restday yung isa kong officemate. It's gonna be a stressful week..... Hold on.... Hold on to yourself.....for this is gonna hurt like hell..... Sana mabasa mo to. Sana magtext ka na sa akin.... ambaduy ko....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-114972482655574437?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/114972482655574437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=114972482655574437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114972482655574437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114972482655574437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/06/have-you-ever-missed-someone-so-bad.html' title='Have you ever missed someone so bad?'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-114948765427747252</id><published>2006-06-05T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T07:18:58.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why build a mystery?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/spiderman3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/200/spiderman3a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Building A Mystery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sarah mclachlan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you come out at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's when the energy comes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the dark side's light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the vampires roam you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;strut your rasta wear and your suicide poem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a cross from a faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that died before Jesus came&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're building a mystery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you live in a church&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where you sleep with voodoo dolls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you won't give up the search&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the ghosts in the halls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you wear sandals in the snow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a smile that won't wash away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can you look out the window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;without your shadow getting in the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh you're so beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with an edge and a charm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but so careful when I'm in your arms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause you're working &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;building a mystery &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;holding on and holding it in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah you're working&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;building a mystery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and choosing so carefully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you woke up screaming aloud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a prayer from your secret god&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you feed off our fears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and hold back your tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;give us a tantrum and a know it all grin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just when we need one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the evening's thin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh you're a beautifula beautiful fucked up man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're setting up your razor wire shrine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-114948765427747252?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/114948765427747252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=114948765427747252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114948765427747252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114948765427747252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-build-mystery.html' title='why build a mystery?'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-114929086508415658</id><published>2006-06-03T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T04:12:29.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHICKEN ASS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/ChixAss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/ChixAss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been craving for this for months. Sarap nito with ice-cold beer..... Meron kayang nabibili sa market na puro chicken ass lang? What's the correct term ba kung bibili ka nito? "Manang pabili nga ng isang kilong puwet?" Nyahahaha..... Pisil pisilin.... nice ass.... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-114929086508415658?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/114929086508415658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=114929086508415658' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114929086508415658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114929086508415658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/06/chicken-ass.html' title='CHICKEN ASS'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29135237.post-114920755155045216</id><published>2006-06-02T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T08:04:16.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first mystery</title><content type='html'>First mystery..... That is... I call it a mystery 'coz even&lt;br /&gt;now i just can't just believe i have a very cute boy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/1600/j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5092/3096/320/j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yah i know, i don't have the looks to father this boy.... Maybe it's the combination of his mom's genes and mine..... nyahahaha.. i'll post more pictures next time...... it's interferring with my work....or is it the other way around?  more likely  Momi Joi, may blag na rin ako.... hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-114920755155045216?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/114920755155045216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=114920755155045216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114920755155045216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114920755155045216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-mystery.html' title='first mystery'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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-29135237.post-114920541995129299</id><published>2006-06-02T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T11:36:23.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first post</title><content type='html'>Just got bitten by the blog craze, yah i know i'm way tooooooo late... hehehe nolan just gave me an inspiration to create my own blog... hehehe thanks bro... in the next few day i'll start building " mysteries"....... that's a promise...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29135237-114920541995129299?l=terminalrecluse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/feeds/114920541995129299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29135237&amp;postID=114920541995129299' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114920541995129299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29135237/posts/default/114920541995129299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terminalrecluse.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-first-post.html' title='my first post'/><author><name>wendell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04174670908738486826</uri><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>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
