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day I try calling you and end up not doing so because I don't want you to feel as if I'm bordering obsessed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how often I find myself thinking about asking you to just stay at my place so I can see you everyday but at the same time knowing that there's a possibility that like these things I mentioned, it might scare you away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how confused I am lately I don't know whether to follow my own instinct of just sticking it out with and for you, or follow my friend's advice of just forgetting about it and move on to the next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how writing and posting this is the only avenue for me to get this off my chest because I'm afraid that if I say these all to you, or even in small doses, you'll think I'm a freak and that I'll scare you away and that you'll run?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2516373904975660653</id><published>2012-01-04T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:50:07.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walking</title><content type='html'>interestingly enough, your hand fits perfectly into mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-2516373904975660653?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2516373904975660653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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of the autumn leaf that you are, in fact, as the fog gives way and the rays of the sun beaming on the edge, ready to jump - about to jump - in 5, 4, 3, 2...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-8909393645387866239?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/8909393645387866239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=8909393645387866239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8909393645387866239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8909393645387866239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/12/5-4-3-2.html' title='5, 4, 3, 2...'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-1317927464718525125</id><published>2011-12-27T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T22:20:55.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Baaaah.</title><content type='html'>That moment when the phone beeps and you want it to be from the person you want it to be and you brush off the thought to spare yourself a moment of both excitement and anxiety and you see the phone and it really is from the person you wanted to hear from the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-1317927464718525125?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/1317927464718525125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=1317927464718525125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1317927464718525125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1317927464718525125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/12/baaaah.html' title='Baaaah.'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2097742604035327835</id><published>2011-12-27T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T00:41:43.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>nighttime</title><content type='html'>what has become of me? in the light of recent events, what has it (not knowing exactly what "it" is) molded me into?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like the silent and careful fluttering of a small butterfly hovering on a lonely flower in the middle of green fields on a hot midday sun. the early morning dew has evaporated from the earth and gives off a solid, pungent smell.  quietly, a mirage is forming in the distance as the soil dries up fast. what is the vision? is it a sea? a pond? a lagoon? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet, the small butterfly, not knowing where else to go, gently settles on the flower and dutifully sucks up its sweet nectar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-2097742604035327835?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2097742604035327835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=2097742604035327835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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seed that was lain, watered, nurtured, and let out in the sun. Not hopefully one day its vines slowly and surely creep up the very same spade that was used to dig its soil. Not hopefully one day it constricts its own roots and kills the very source of its own life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-969778945897927247?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/969778945897927247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=969778945897927247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/969778945897927247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/969778945897927247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/12/seed.html' title='Seed'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-3941509164517855217</id><published>2011-12-19T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T20:31:18.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>nip/tuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzKyFUmbleA/Tu8uZL4pgLI/AAAAAAAACD4/cSYnzYGaCts/s1600/Golden%2BRatio%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzKyFUmbleA/Tu8uZL4pgLI/AAAAAAAACD4/cSYnzYGaCts/s320/Golden%2BRatio%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687815864614224050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imperfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eyes too high. Nose misaligned. Lips are thick. Chin too small. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emotional instability, insecurities, fears, self doubt not included. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How's your imperfection?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-3941509164517855217?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/3941509164517855217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=3941509164517855217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3941509164517855217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3941509164517855217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/12/niptuck.html' title='nip/tuck'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzKyFUmbleA/Tu8uZL4pgLI/AAAAAAAACD4/cSYnzYGaCts/s72-c/Golden%2BRatio%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-3730443480168311153</id><published>2011-11-14T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:56:34.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>undone</title><content type='html'>I'm totally clueless as to what I'm doing. Work bores me. The idea of training does not bring that much excitement as before. I do, however, enjoy it &lt;i&gt;while &lt;/i&gt;I'm in it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm uninspired. I want to write, I want to draw, I want to take pictures. I'd like to immerse myself in art, in literature, in music, in movies but there's nothing inside me that pushes me the same way as before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maraming araw at gabi na rin ang lumipas na gusto kong gumawa ng bagay na ikagugulat kahit ng sarili ko. Pero parati ko na lang piniling magbasa na lang sa kama at itulog ang panandaliang pagpukaw ng loob. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kailangan ko yata ng bagong mga kaibigan na mapagshe-share-an ko ng mga bagong gawain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O baka kailangan ko lang ng love life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero, sabi ko nga, di ko alam ang ginagawa ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-3730443480168311153?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/3730443480168311153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=3730443480168311153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3730443480168311153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3730443480168311153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/11/undone.html' title='undone'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-945778136509168147</id><published>2011-11-11T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T21:42:51.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>In other news...</title><content type='html'>... you're exclusively dating someone na pala. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-945778136509168147?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/945778136509168147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=945778136509168147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/945778136509168147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/945778136509168147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-other-news.html' title='In other news...'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-6661200407098567123</id><published>2011-11-10T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T00:22:53.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>dear you</title><content type='html'>You know, I've been really out there. I mean REALLY out there. Sometimes going out of my way to just be out there. &lt;div&gt;There are good ones. There are so-so-there's a possibility ones. There were surprises, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still I come home with nothing. I'm still hoping, though, life. Be kind please. Be generous. I know I deserve it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6661200407098567123?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6661200407098567123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6661200407098567123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6661200407098567123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6661200407098567123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-you.html' title='dear you'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-4576651604224661201</id><published>2011-11-01T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T18:30:25.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason mraz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Jason Mraz</title><content type='html'>I finally saw him perform live (and intimately, albeit in front of a very huge crowd). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome. Just awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sang his new song, I Won't Give Up, and everyone just kept quiet and took it all in. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_KId5R_f-YI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-4576651604224661201?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/4576651604224661201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=4576651604224661201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4576651604224661201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4576651604224661201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/11/jason-mraz.html' title='Jason Mraz'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_KId5R_f-YI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2006083257638937408</id><published>2011-10-31T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T00:55:11.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>What if...</title><content type='html'>... I needed to do what I did because want to. Does that make me a bad person? =P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... A random person you knew is somehow connected to you. Is it still random?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... A good time suddenly hit you back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... The Jason Mraz concert is just so freaking AMAZEBALLS? LIKE ZOMG! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-2006083257638937408?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2006083257638937408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=2006083257638937408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2006083257638937408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2006083257638937408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-if.html' title='What if...'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2575085509322374880</id><published>2011-10-28T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T02:52:11.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nikon d60'/><title type='text'>Meanwhile in Boracay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6045/6286925250_7d2efb4f94.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="Skim" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-2575085509322374880?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2575085509322374880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=2575085509322374880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2575085509322374880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2575085509322374880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/10/meanwhile-in-boracay.html' title='Meanwhile in Boracay'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6045/6286925250_7d2efb4f94_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-1986461544973092806</id><published>2011-10-27T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T15:53:33.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts'/><title type='text'>Veintiocho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6098/6285647020_2b01ce73f6.jpg" width="420" height="500" alt="28" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&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/7461744-1986461544973092806?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/1986461544973092806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=1986461544973092806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1986461544973092806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1986461544973092806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/10/28.html' title='Veintiocho'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6098/6285647020_2b01ce73f6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-3214828366284806273</id><published>2011-09-27T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T01:29:11.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>of old town glories</title><content type='html'>I was watching a movie when a familiar sound, no lyrics, suddenly played as background. As the movie plays, I keep a mental note and the lyrics, unknowingly memorized by heart, kept  playing on my head. Suddenly, it dawns on me. I'm in this old town. For an hour (or more, perhaps) I was back again in that old town. The movie title couldn't have been more perfect: Love and Other Impossible Pursuits. As with the song.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hometown Glory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I’ve been walking in the same way as I did&lt;br /&gt;Missing out the cracks in the pavement&lt;br /&gt;And tutting my heel and strutting my feet&lt;br /&gt;“Is there anything I can do for you dear? Is there anyone I can call?”&lt;br /&gt;“No and thank you, please Madam. I ain’t lost, just wandering”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Round my hometown&lt;br /&gt;Memories are fresh&lt;br /&gt;Round my hometown&lt;br /&gt;Ooh the people I’ve met&lt;br /&gt;Are the wonders of my world&lt;br /&gt;Are the wonders of my world&lt;br /&gt;Are the wonders of this world&lt;br /&gt;Are the wonders of my world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I like it in the city when the air is so thick and opaque&lt;br /&gt;I love to see everybody in short skirts, shorts and shades&lt;br /&gt;I like it in the city when two worlds collide&lt;br /&gt;You get the people and the government&lt;br /&gt;Everybody taking different sides&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Shows that we ain’t gonna stand shit&lt;br /&gt;Shows that we are united&lt;br /&gt;Shows that we ain’t gonna take it&lt;br /&gt;Shows that we ain’t gonna stand shit&lt;br /&gt;Shows that we are united&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Round my hometown&lt;br /&gt;Memories are fresh&lt;br /&gt;Round my hometown&lt;br /&gt;Ooh the people I’ve met&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Are the wonders of my world&lt;/p&gt;&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/7461744-3214828366284806273?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/3214828366284806273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=3214828366284806273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chronicles'/><title type='text'>fx chronicles</title><content type='html'>It's funny how those five notes from a text message alert from an old phone I had bring forth a sudden gush of memories.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's happening, life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-5267386385530532519?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/5267386385530532519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=5267386385530532519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>dusk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;It is of longing and wanton remembrance that I am lost in this wonderfully hellish memory of you tonight.&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/7461744-581417159723518086?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/581417159723518086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=581417159723518086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/581417159723518086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the strength of the tiger’s&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And the seeming innocence of a child's,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Look upon the lines of my face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The crow’s feet that &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Stretches into my temples –&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Eyes that were once &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In hopeful anticipation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And the old laugh lines beside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My mouth that has grown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Weary, and tired, and wasted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You, whose gentle slope of the shoulders&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ironically, radiates permanence, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For a minute, feel my arms&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Down to my fingertips&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Its strength now uncertain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Now suspicious. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of nothing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Of everything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You, whose hair so badly I want to get a whiff of&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Even just for a moment – &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just a fraction of eternity &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To run my fingers down to your neck&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And pull you in&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For just a fleeting, maybe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stolen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kiss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wrap me, too, in your embrace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Until I memorize the feeling of &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your mysterious hand through my knowing hand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I shall become you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And you shall become me,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And us, one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You, whom I have not seen,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whose hands I have memorized, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whose kiss I have tasted, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whose eyes, I have only imagined,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Find me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&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/7461744-348300426692211792?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/348300426692211792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=348300426692211792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/348300426692211792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/348300426692211792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/09/to-my-lover.html' title='To my lover'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-6890650873728673945</id><published>2011-09-06T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T00:11:44.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"The water in my stream may have changed many times, but the reflection of the moon and the stars remains the same."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Rumi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6890650873728673945?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6890650873728673945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6890650873728673945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6890650873728673945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6890650873728673945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/09/water-in-stream-may-have-changed-many.html' title=''/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-6030724914998051050</id><published>2011-09-04T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T14:35:31.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>sad sunday</title><content type='html'>So I just found out that my friend Patty's two-month old daughter died last Thursday. I still don't know what the cause is. It's just sad, we were talking about her daughter a few weeks ago. &lt;div&gt;I can't even begin to imagine how that is for Patty - for her family. I just pray that they be strong in this very sad time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're going there later. What's happening? In a month I've been to two wakes. Both are too young to die. Then again, we absolutely have no idea when our time is. So, before I pass on to the other life, let me tell you how much I love you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;And to my special someone, I know you're out there, I hope we meet before that day comes. o__0&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6030724914998051050?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6030724914998051050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6030724914998051050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6030724914998051050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6030724914998051050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/09/sad-sunday.html' title='sad sunday'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2422403336729914969</id><published>2011-08-26T18:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T19:00:16.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pocketful of sunshine'/><title type='text'>Life on the road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nice to be back home after almost a month of traveling for work. I love that I get to places I've never been to. It just took its toll on me after a month of doing it -- laundry, time, social life, &lt;strike&gt;lovelife&lt;/strike&gt;, not to mention the sheer exhaustion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I tried scoring myself on how much of the Philippines I've been to again and I got a C+. Mababa pa rin pala teehee! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55WwNYsiBOA/Tld7lFed4HI/AAAAAAAACDM/qRLrzHoI7AQ/s320/philmap.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645116534987546738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/"&gt;http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In other news, I'm so glad to be alive after that fastcraft trip from Sorsogon to Masbate. Ayayay! The sea was so rough that a lot of the luggage and even the TV inside the seacraft fell from its place. I was literally yanked off my seat quite a number of times, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I shall never go to Masbate again during the rainy season. And if I really need to, there's always the plane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In hindsight, the trip was good. I was able to book a case, at the very least. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7461744-2422403336729914969?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2422403336729914969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=2422403336729914969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2422403336729914969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2422403336729914969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-on-road.html' title='Life on the road'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55WwNYsiBOA/Tld7lFed4HI/AAAAAAAACDM/qRLrzHoI7AQ/s72-c/philmap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2879137594592156268</id><published>2011-08-23T09:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T09:35:21.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pocketful of sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><title type='text'>Bicolandia and everything in between</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;So I'm here in Naga waiting for Chris to come back from the airport. In a few hours I'll be in Legaspi City. Then Sorsogon then Masbate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just came from Zamboanga City and Clark last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wonder where life takes me next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's tiring but I'm just trying to take it all in and enjoying it altogether. I almost forgot to mention that I was in CWC yesterday. I wasn't able to wakeboard but at least I've seen the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;So this is me making lemonades after life throws me lemons. Besides, I know I'll miss doing this eventually and wish I'll be as busy when the humdrum of office work takes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Until then, ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-2879137594592156268?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2879137594592156268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=2879137594592156268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2879137594592156268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2879137594592156268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/08/bicolandia-and-everything-in-between.html' title='Bicolandia and everything in between'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-6431459959264739673</id><published>2011-08-10T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:21:43.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pocketful of sunshine'/><title type='text'>This is why I work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been stressed and exhausted before. Pero parang ngayon lang ako nalunod ulit sa work. Stress to the maximum. And just when I thought I wasn't doing anything right, this text comes along:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Sir Bry, this is _____ po from Batch 38... Sir thank you nga po pala kanina. Natouch po ako. Sir kinakabahan po ak osa revalida hay. Sa inyo ko lang po sinabi sir. Sana makapasa at makaya po. Good night Sir Bry. Mamimiss namin yung 3 weeks na nakasama namin kayo. We love you Sir Bry the best ka talaga, very approachable ;("&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this is His way of telling me, "It's okay to be tired, son. You're doing a good job!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Lord. Thank you. I just always have to remind myself that I'm blessed. This is more than enough. Okay na sakin ang maka affect at maka-inspire ng one single soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6431459959264739673?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6431459959264739673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6431459959264739673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6431459959264739673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6431459959264739673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-why-i-work.html' title='This is why I work'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-7816949719706365042</id><published>2011-07-20T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T23:34:40.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;I don't feel good. It's not exactly helpful to say it out loud, but I just don't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-7816949719706365042?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/7816949719706365042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=7816949719706365042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/7816949719706365042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/7816949719706365042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-6589892787155543735</id><published>2011-07-19T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T00:01:38.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Floating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-AqlfiHDHjZA/TiRY3BWhajI/AAAAAAAACBs/fj5zEb2zFK0/Floating_img_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-AqlfiHDHjZA/TiRY3BWhajI/AAAAAAAACBs/fj5zEb2zFK0/Floating_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="180px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's exactly how I feel right now. It's just not happening. I want to walk again. Or maybe run. I feel like I'm in suspended animation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6589892787155543735?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6589892787155543735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6589892787155543735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6589892787155543735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6589892787155543735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/07/floating.html' title='Floating'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-AqlfiHDHjZA/TiRY3BWhajI/AAAAAAAACBs/fj5zEb2zFK0/s72-c/Floating_img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-6113507899402836675</id><published>2011-07-02T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T21:44:26.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chronicles'/><title type='text'>scars</title><content type='html'>When they said that "scars are beautiful," I think they meant it figuratively. 'Cuz how can scars from a major surgery because you ate too much fat be beautiful? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, 2011. What a year. And you're only halfway done! First time to get hospitalized and operated on -- a major surgery at that. I don't even know if I can type it correctly: laparascopic cholecystectomy. Yeah, that one where they had to remove the gall bladder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, I've got the video, you wanna watch? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doc says I've to come back to him in a week to remove the dressing. He also said that I can do anything with the bandages on, anyway. I can even take a bath. Meh. I dunno.  I hope my clean freak doesn't hit me in the coming days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all for now. I'm quite buzzed by the meds and this bloated (more like distended) tummy I have. It's kinda hard to move. Though the doctor said it's best for me to move to remove the unwanted air.  Oh well, I'm babbling again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6113507899402836675?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6113507899402836675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6113507899402836675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6113507899402836675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6113507899402836675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/07/scars.html' title='scars'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-5483632105632573366</id><published>2011-06-25T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:49:54.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='globe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='globe broadband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='globelines'/><title type='text'>GLOBE</title><content type='html'>No doubt you offer one of the best products in the market. I also appreciate your efforts to reach out to your customers as demonstrated in social networking sites such as Facebook and Twitter.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, it is in the service process and the delivery of it that you fall way below benchmark, at least in my experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been a loyal customer for almost a decade -- prepaid, postpaid, broadband, and landline services. For years, too, I'm encountering the same problem with my broadband. But what appalls me more is that you insist on solving this problem with THE SAME remedy for years. It has become so bad (and recurrent) that I've already memorized the script and the process by which your technical support representatives offer a solution. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is probably shooting to the stars, but your claim at being the best in the industry and for the clients you serve will only be a reality IF and WHEN you do TOTAL PRODUCT SERVICE DELIVERY and deliver TOTAL CUSTOMER SATISFACTION, which obviously, I am not experiencing with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-5483632105632573366?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/5483632105632573366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=5483632105632573366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5483632105632573366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5483632105632573366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/06/globe.html' title='GLOBE'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-4471337637552374610</id><published>2011-06-03T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T23:33:12.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>the ghost</title><content type='html'>I glanced over my shoulder for no more than a solitary heartbeat when I saw your ghost. A deluge of emotions ran through every vein in my body -- neither sadness nor happiness, neither regret nor yearning. The emotions were just emotions -- crude, overt, raw. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt naked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stood frozen, rooted to the ground with only my eyes following the vestiges of your soul. It was after that same solitary heartbeat that I gained freedom from my emotions' solid embrace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes followed you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until you were lost amongst the crowd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was then that I knew that the ghost exists and the past is not dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-4471337637552374610?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/4471337637552374610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=4471337637552374610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4471337637552374610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4471337637552374610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/06/ghost.html' title='the ghost'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2100226823672887779</id><published>2011-05-28T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T13:54:10.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Updates for no one</title><content type='html'>Went to Cagayan de Oro and Davao for work.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CDO - Hyperacidity attack at 3 in the morning, really bad hotel, construction outside my room, ac is hella noisy, really old bed and pillows, no hot water, got flu in the middle of training: worst training experience ever because of those things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MNL - Rushed myself to the ER again a day before I depart for Davao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DVO - Spent the first night in the hospital, they wanted to admit me for 48 hours, had to say no naturally, trained the morning after, good hotel, good food, good weather. It was smooth sailing after the first night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makati Med - Filed a leave last Friday, to finally have myself checked. Initial finding of the Gastroentorologist was Acid Peptic Disease. Ulcer. Advised to have endoscopy but paperworks got in the way. Specialist will only be available until Wednesday. I couldn't take a leave next week. Will settle for Saturday for the procedure. Hoping it doesn't hurt. Nurse assured me I was gonna be put to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom is coming back home. Not sure exactly when. Lots of bilin. I'm sure 1/4 lang maalala niya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Saturday today. Raining. Hard. Will sleep in this afternoon. That's after a good night's rest last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, the evaluations for my CDO and DVO training are overwhelming. I guess this is really my passion. I'm happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-2100226823672887779?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2100226823672887779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=2100226823672887779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2100226823672887779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2100226823672887779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/05/updates-for-no-one.html' title='Updates for no one'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-3554959221478214668</id><published>2011-05-12T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:54:14.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>trolling</title><content type='html'>Well, not really. Just browsing some friends over at Facebook and found this from one of my former classmates in DLSU, Nestle.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Love is that quiet certainty, that final decision, that we will spend our lives together, whether we get married or not, whether we become great or not. It’s not I-need-to-be-with-you, but simply, I am with you, not right now, not even right here in this world, but forever, in that soul place beyond the reach of the world’s problems and questions and influences.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always have admired her writing skills. These are just perfect lines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And no. It has nothing to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-3554959221478214668?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/3554959221478214668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=3554959221478214668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3554959221478214668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3554959221478214668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/05/trolling.html' title='trolling'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-5992128640283959392</id><published>2011-05-02T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T23:24:55.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>questions and nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Be patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; the questions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do not now seek the answers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; which cannot be given you because y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ou would not be able to live them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;. And the point is, to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; live everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it,&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; live along some distant day into the answer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;- Rainer Maria Rilke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;I remember posting this on my fridge back in college and having memorized it, too, by heart. It's a great quote.&lt;/span&gt;&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/7461744-5992128640283959392?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/5992128640283959392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=5992128640283959392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5992128640283959392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5992128640283959392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/05/questions-and-nostalgia.html' title='questions and nostalgia'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-3363019121286041096</id><published>2011-04-28T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T22:23:18.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>tonight i'm giving in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fine. Papatulan ko ang gabi at ang mga bagay na tumatakbo sa isip ko.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember you telling me that I no longer smile as much as I did the first few times we've been together. You said that I worry too much. That I think too much. Maybe I did that time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I still want to be with you that time. But the not knowing part of you not telling me the entire truth bothered me. Even with the little things kasi, you lie about it. When you told me that, I was already at a point where I feel as if I no longer know you. As if I was unsure about the things you say about yourself, about how your day went, about how you spent your week. Yes, the time you told me that, it was true -- I was no longer smiling the way I usually did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It wasn't always like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I gave you my complete, unabashed, untainted trust when we first met. Yeah, maybe I found you a little arrogant at times, but I completely believed in you. Even when I was fighting the feeling of not giving in to your promises of forever and not ever being apart starting then, you know, I know and I can't deny that I actually did. Too much in fact that I gave in completely. I pushed away all the thoughts of "what if's" that was gnawing through my head every time I find myself in solitude and think about those promises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was smiling then. I kept thinking how lucky I was to have found something that's real and that makes me happy. Maybe I was love struck. But who cares? I didn't then. All I knew then was that we loved each other so much we can't do anything to change that. Not even if we tried. I love you and you love me and that's all that matters. Mattered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Strong is the rock that stands steadfastly amidst the lashing waves of the ocean. But strong and magnificent and beautiful as it is, it erodes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So did my trust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish I could have smiled then. I wish I could've just maybe faked one. And then maybe you wouldn't have asked. You wouldn't have told me I wasn't smiling anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe I wouldn't remember it tonight, humid and hot as it is. But you're no longer here. I'm not sure if I still know you. Like how I felt I didn't know you then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-3363019121286041096?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/3363019121286041096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=3363019121286041096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3363019121286041096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3363019121286041096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/04/tonight-im-giving-in.html' title='tonight i&apos;m giving in'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-6715826392586142757</id><published>2011-04-25T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:54:05.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>okay.</title><content type='html'>... so my fuse has gotten shorter lately. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what? fuck off and leave me alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6715826392586142757?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6715826392586142757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6715826392586142757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6715826392586142757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6715826392586142757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/04/okay.html' title='okay.'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-267038939683391862</id><published>2011-04-20T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:23:42.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>my heart</title><content type='html'>is heavy. =[&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-267038939683391862?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/267038939683391862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=267038939683391862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/267038939683391862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/267038939683391862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-heart.html' title='my heart'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2715369011004293117</id><published>2011-04-18T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:12:29.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bruno mars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Late Monday jeezy</title><content type='html'>... uhh, yeah. Whatever that means.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, just saw this tonight. It's flooded my Facebook wall. My love affair with Bruno Mars' music started last year when I heard Marry You.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This, The Lazy Song, is my second most favorite track. I was bumming at my mom's room in Dumaguete doing absolutely nothing and just listening to this when I fell in love with the track. So first this song.  Then this video. Purrfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fLexgOxsZu0?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a feel good song!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-2715369011004293117?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2715369011004293117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=2715369011004293117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2715369011004293117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2715369011004293117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/04/late-monday-jeezy.html' title='Late Monday jeezy'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fLexgOxsZu0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-1538616362586234438</id><published>2011-04-18T11:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T11:13:41.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chronicles'/><title type='text'>Monday randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear lady who sat beside me today, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is not my obligation to give your payment to the driver, no. The act of passing the payment in the jeepney is never an obligation. Rather, a matter of "pagmamagandang loob." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So aside from not saying "paki" or please, not saying thank you makes you audacious and assuming and downright rude. Not to mention the manner in which you literally dropped your coins on my hand (which by that time was already overflowing with other gracious passengers' coins) causing all the coins in it to almost scatter on the floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OK, so you woke up on the wrong side of the bed, as you told the person who called you right after you did that to me. I don't fucking care. It's a fucking Monday morning that we all have to fucking go through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank goodness I wasn't that rude yet to shove all your coins in your cunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. Fuck you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I woke up early today to shut my boss up. Got in the training room at exactly 8 in the morning. Woopee. Yay. FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, weirdly enough, I have lots of energy today. Morning training went really well. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to the coming Holy Week weekend. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-1538616362586234438?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/1538616362586234438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=1538616362586234438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1538616362586234438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1538616362586234438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/04/monday-randomness.html' title='Monday randomness'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-3670984664327416476</id><published>2011-04-17T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T23:06:15.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is a well of all things viral, virtual, and videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wd1cZhQatng/Tar-tkg-5nI/AAAAAAAACBQ/4g9BsZt1jkM/s320/tumblr_lipef3yTx51qiomgyo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596565545810847346" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XeJ9VY230sc/Tar-tg5Xl-I/AAAAAAAACBI/qmIIwJx-0Us/s320/tumblr_lhzg1a4rDC1qaeh1n.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596565544839387106" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yeah, I know. From THAT annoyinglyhorrible music video I'm not even gonna mention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rqy0OweZoYk/Tar-tEfm3NI/AAAAAAAACBA/mFcyvNzUjqo/s320/tumblr_lfv7xhjQru1qaq31ro1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596565537215143122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This sorta looks like my ideal food pyramid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, here's a set of FREAKISHLY AMAZING AND ENTERTAINING cheering videos from Japan. God I love them, I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N5LZMH9mZVU?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEY'RE ALL GIRLS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MAMl6XsOawA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS IS JUST HUMANLY IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IkbEC202hYg?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH. MY. GOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a more serious note, I just did something new yesterday. Check this out. Can you guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QE6zBcf5MiA/Tar-uYG_MwI/AAAAAAAACBY/NKUmG3Dnj-Q/s320/walkathon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596565559660458754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So refreshing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-3670984664327416476?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/3670984664327416476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=3670984664327416476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3670984664327416476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3670984664327416476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/04/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wd1cZhQatng/Tar-tkg-5nI/AAAAAAAACBQ/4g9BsZt1jkM/s72-c/tumblr_lipef3yTx51qiomgyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-8826232419743798187</id><published>2011-04-14T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:40:30.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Found this on the beach.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGtKhSZ8XBA/TacFmQjk59I/AAAAAAAACA4/ZZjxn4ko4OE/s320/208807_10150155864494268_500099267_6478288_3252821_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595447216868485074" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Funny conversation:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me: “Miss, where can I buy bottled water?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Staff: “ Sir you can buy it in Meaty Mart.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me: “Is it far?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Staff: “No sir, just a few meters away from the hotel. You can also try Sweet and Sassy.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me: “Okay, thank you!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ten minutes and a tricycle ride after, a sign greeted me: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mighty Mart Grocery&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overheard in the gym:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Guy 1: “Pare kanina ka pa text ng text dyan eh, buhat na!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Guy 2: (Walks toward the equipment, still texting) “Teka pare, pera ‘to eh… Aanhin ko ang magandang katawan kung wala naman akong pamasahe bukas.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hahaha, nahulog ko tuloy yung buhat ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_____&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The God of Small Things... like reading&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't finish my book. Ugh. It's a bit harder than I thought. And I thought it's gonna be another fast read. Wrong. There are some parts of the book that read like a normal narrative. Then suddenly, without warning, it changes, as to how to call it, I don't know. The only thing I know is that it changes. Quite frequently. And that's where I become blank. It's just after reading two pages more that I'll notice that it just doesn't make sense to me. So I go back all over again. I can just put it down and read another book, but I don't want to lose whatever &lt;strike&gt;patience&lt;/strike&gt; momentum &lt;strike&gt;patience&lt;/strike&gt; I still have left. The last time I did that, I never went back to read the book again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So there. I hope I finally finish this na. It's been a month already for a book that's not that thick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-8826232419743798187?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/8826232419743798187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=8826232419743798187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8826232419743798187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8826232419743798187'/><link rel='alternate' 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type='html'>work.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have very little time for social life and usually i'm with my closest friends. it's not bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's not good either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for my love life lang naman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. another useless post from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-3117807784464594477?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-7343783432794445608</id><published>2011-03-23T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T23:15:03.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>of people and infatuation and life as it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPcCocTaYS8/TYoN6Z9C2uI/AAAAAAAACAw/cD08GrEBiac/s1600/door.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's strange. these people.&lt;div&gt;they like me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't like them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they don't like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we both don't like each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we both (...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still waiting for the last piece. why can't it just be easier?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fine. i want a love life na. weirdly enough, i had that realization in the middle of my busiest work schedule. nice, bryan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm moody. i can be an ass. i sometimes play mr. know-it-all. i'm sometimes perverted. and gross. i fend for myself. yes, i'm independent. i need no strings. i have no need to prove myself. for now. i'm eclectic. i abhor labels. i enjoy labels. i'm ironic. i'm sometimes a masochist. and also a sadist. i can be with myself without feeling by myself. i'm a loner like that. i'm thoughtful. i can be sweet. i want to hold hands. maybe show some public display of affection. i like pet names. i think i'm attentive. i'm keen. sometimes emotional. and sensitive. i'm loving. i love deeply. i'm a bit naive. sometimes love blinds me. i wear my heart on my sleeve. i love without reservations. like neruda, i love without knowing how, or when, or why. i love unconditionally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knock and the door shall be opened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are you there yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt; LE &lt;b&gt;SIGH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPcCocTaYS8/TYoN6Z9C2uI/AAAAAAAACAw/cD08GrEBiac/s320/door.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587293584757021410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7461744-7343783432794445608?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/7343783432794445608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=7343783432794445608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/7343783432794445608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/7343783432794445608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/03/of-people-and-infatuation-and-life-as.html' title='of people and infatuation and life as it is'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPcCocTaYS8/TYoN6Z9C2uI/AAAAAAAACAw/cD08GrEBiac/s72-c/door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-4874259352250692152</id><published>2011-02-27T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T23:57:15.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Hello from the Netherworld!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don’t exactly remember when I started reading again. So far and unexpectedly this year, I have this somewhat insatiable need to read. I’ve read The Rule of Four, A Thousand Splendid Suns, a host of Dan Brown fast reads such as The Lost Symbol, Deception Point, and currently, Digital Fortress, in a matter of two months. Just this week, I satisfied the urge to buy new books (Angelology, The God of Small Things) because I’m almost done with the last of my Dan Brown. Surprisingly, I haven’t touched any John Grisham, yet. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This, however, isn’t about my reading list. I just remembered to visit this old and dusty blog and realized that I haven’t been blogging, well, for the longest time. I’m still blaming twitter for it when I’m almost used to making do with the 140 character limit on my thoughts. Aside from the fact that I can flood the web with my unsolicited updates anytime with my phone, I haven’t seen the need for me to vent out anything that requires more than the 140 character limit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Obviously, this is merely a repository of all my ramblings and thoughts about whatever that comes to mind and my so-called universe – which I think is quite unfortunate. This means that I haven’t been in touch with myself for the longest time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In any case, I’ve just seen a movie and there was a line uttered by one of the characters there that told me to &lt;i&gt;“just surrender in the moment.”&lt;/i&gt; I shall try that very soon. I must write everything I see now. Maybe bringing a notebook and a pen should also help.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello blog! I shall see more of you! I’m going back to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cebu&lt;/st1:place&gt; in two weeks and you shall hear from me then, too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ciao! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-4874259352250692152?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/4874259352250692152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=4874259352250692152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4874259352250692152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4874259352250692152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello-from-netherworld.html' title='Hello from the Netherworld!'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2083915678014923808</id><published>2011-01-31T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T21:51:36.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adele'/><title type='text'>fanboying</title><content type='html'>Dear Adele,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Bryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-2083915678014923808?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2083915678014923808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=2083915678014923808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2083915678014923808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2083915678014923808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/01/fanboying.html' title='fanboying'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-1421879604403145334</id><published>2011-01-17T19:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:41:08.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>The Riddle of the Castle on a Cloud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe this is the sort of moment when riddles have an afterglow of their own, a wisdom that illuminates the edges of experience when nothing else can. In a world where half of the villagers always lie and half of them always tell the truth; where the hare never catches the tortoise because the distance between them shrinks be a never collapsing infinity of halves; where the fox can never be left of the same bank of the river as the hen, or the hen on the same bank as the grain, because with perfect regularity the one will consume the other, and nothing you can do will prevent it; in that world, everything is sensible but the premise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A riddle is a castle built on air, perfectly habitable if you don't look down... And if I accept its existence, then the foundation is set and the impossible castle can be built. The rest is just mortar and stones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-- p.364, The Rule of Four&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-1421879604403145334?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/1421879604403145334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=1421879604403145334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1421879604403145334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1421879604403145334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/01/riddle-of-castle-on-cloud.html' title='The Riddle of the Castle on a Cloud'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-5718497348562622939</id><published>2011-01-16T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T23:06:04.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>i once believed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was thinking just now about how i believed everything you said to me two years ago. at first i was hesitant to see what you have for both of us because it was all too big and i, being the cynical and practical one, couldn't -- wouldn't want to look at the picture you were trying to paint. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;eventually, however, i started to see the little images of us in the future. slowly, yet surely, i was able to appreciate the colors you were trying to paint, the yet abstract picture you were trying to show. and i was there, slowly walking towards your proud painting... standing, gazing at its vivid hues, its tiny complexities, its profundities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as time progressed and as i began to focus my sight on other things, i have unwittingly seen the wholeness of it in my peripheral vision. there it was in its marvelous glory -- still all colorful, complex, profound... abstract. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;there never was that painting. it was crumbling when i saw it. it was a mess -- a huge, ugly, crumbling mess that i once believed to be a beautiful work of art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the thing is, in my quiet time, i still think of that beautiful mess. thinking that maybe, if only that could have been true, how wonderful it is be looking at it everyday. to have always stood in awe in front of it. to have been experiencing the wholeness of it and appreciating it every single day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that's all i have now. a thought, a figment of a memory that once was that i once believed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7461744-5718497348562622939?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/5718497348562622939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=5718497348562622939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5718497348562622939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5718497348562622939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-once-believed.html' title='i once believed'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-3755197337107574605</id><published>2010-12-31T13:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:39:32.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year-end'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dear 2010,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know whether to like you or hate you. But a lot of changes for me happened during this year. I ended a three-year career and moved on to another company. New faces are met. While I have to say goodbye to some. New friendships are also forged. Lies ended a love affair. New boundaries are being crossed. Lesser introspection, stopping, and thinking, and more focus on moving forward. Travels with friends came easy, too, this year. Old friends are still friends and bonds are stronger than before. More time with family. Another chance of being part of a family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess that's just how it goes, 2010, no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I wanna share, ultimately. My status in Facebook and Twitter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message" &gt;Forget starting over. Forget making new promises you know you'd break in the end. Forget all the hurt, forget all the sorrows, forget all the heartaches. Instead, continue to build a happy life for yourself, continue to make amends, continue to forgive, continue to love, continue to forge new friendships, and continue &lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;to tread new waters. In 2011, CONTINUE TO BE A BETTER YOU. Cheers my friends! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Bryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&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/7461744-3755197337107574605?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/3755197337107574605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=3755197337107574605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3755197337107574605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3755197337107574605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-8179546563652374919</id><published>2010-11-23T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:51:19.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>can't think of a title and another "random" as a title will make this blog even worse so i'll go for what i said -- can't think of a title</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:356.25pt"&gt;It’s weird seeing you again. I don’t know if it’s because seeing your face takes me back to that dark past or I’m just not the same anymore. Either way, I’ve already said my piece and I’ve already drawn the lines – lines that I will keep uncrossed for both our sakes. Because I’m done playing the game and I’m done playing the victim. You can screw up and I won’t be there for you to blame. Yes, I guess we can be friends for now. Know, though, that I don’t keep friends who lie and deceive and scheme. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:356.25pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:356.25pt"&gt;In a matter of days, my two kakampi in HR will be transferred to another department. Now all the heads are from the competing company. Next year, you can call it the *** microcosm outside *** office. That sucks, ha. Don’t even get me started with their salaries. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:356.25pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:356.25pt"&gt;Christmas is very, very near. I’m suddenly torn whether I want a new bed or a semi-badly needed new phone. Whatevs. I’ll know when I’m about to buy. Though… the room sure needs some upgrading. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:356.25pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:356.25pt"&gt;I’m slowly bringing myself into a world that is new to me. I wonder how it goes. For now, I’m quite enjoying it and to some level, I’d say I feel much better when I’m lost in that world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-8179546563652374919?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/8179546563652374919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=8179546563652374919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8179546563652374919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8179546563652374919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/11/cant-think-of-title-and-another-random.html' title='can&apos;t think of a title and another &quot;random&quot; as a title will make this blog even worse so i&apos;ll go for what i said -- can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-1207590105079078332</id><published>2010-11-11T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:30:56.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>of purpose</title><content type='html'>thought of the day: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes when you feel like your day has no purpose, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;make up one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-1207590105079078332?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/1207590105079078332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=1207590105079078332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1207590105079078332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1207590105079078332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/11/of-purpose.html' title='of purpose'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-5280653911045446768</id><published>2010-11-04T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T23:41:32.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts'/><title type='text'>of getting back to my passion</title><content type='html'>it started with getting inspired to fold pieces of paper or what is called origami. which, by the way, i thoroughly enjoyed. &lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;[out of topic: i seriously need to go to saizen and hoard as much stuff as i want to. i need company though to make it funner. =) ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, back to my dusty sketchpads and pencils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a while back, i spontaneously bought my first book after a long while. the rule of four by ian caldwell/dustin thomason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been here before and i guess, i'm liking it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* i shall post pictures soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-5280653911045446768?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/5280653911045446768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-5956726352313780283</id><published>2010-11-02T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T01:40:14.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>... creatively</title><content type='html'>I think I've quite mastered the Art of Being Quiet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-5956726352313780283?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/5956726352313780283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=5956726352313780283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5956726352313780283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5956726352313780283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/11/creatively.html' title='... creatively'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-8775461697716114087</id><published>2010-10-24T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T01:13:10.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>it just goes in circles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this week i'm stressed. i'm not even handling a batch this week (and the next batch) but i'm quite stressed. it's as if i'm beginning to feel suffocated. things that i have been trying to forget the past few months are starting to resurface and i'm not ready to face them just yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;they always do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in those now brief yet often moments of solitude i find myself in, they always seem to be breaking out of those compartments i tried to hide them in. and i always seem to catch my breath when they do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;friday was supposed to be something i looked forward to. yet it ended far from what i have planned -- i suddenly felt sad. and alone. and helpless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(i'm still looking for that writing mojo.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i wanted to take a hiatus from this blog thing. less talk, less writing, less thinking, less feeling, less introspection, less emotions... i just read what's on the paper, crumple it, and hide it somewhere i won't remember. gibberish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kelan ba dadating? medyo naiinip na ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;makikita din kita. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-8775461697716114087?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/8775461697716114087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=8775461697716114087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8775461697716114087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8775461697716114087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-just-goes-in-circles.html' title='it just goes in circles'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-1541960517602431493</id><published>2010-09-27T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:55:57.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>i don't expect you to adjust so quickly. but i hope you are mature enough to know. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm getting good at the un-feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want an honest to goodness mature, stable, honest, forever kind of relationship. i'm done with the games people play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i wonder how it is to be the one leaving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to be brave enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want you to be brave enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-1541960517602431493?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/1541960517602431493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-5372867568069720370</id><published>2010-09-16T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:26:06.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boracay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nikon d60'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>boraemo (bora-emo)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4147/4995502389_f73ede9897.jpg" width="335" height="500" alt="DSC_0217" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-5372867568069720370?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' 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all, i've been left by people for quite a good number of times already. still, though, i think that if and when the time is right, they'll come back. it's the waiting that kills me. it's the not-knowing part that kills me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i digress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;here's what i really want to say: I MISS YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and the sad part is, i can't wait forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-8061552068674339900?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-5272514720080663688</id><published>2010-07-31T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T13:44:07.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>it struck again</title><content type='html'>my hyperacidity that is. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was just planning to watch my series last night when my back began to ache. i knew it too well. that's how my second attack started -- back ache, hurt in all positions, cold sweats, shortness of breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i decided to just sit and wait for it to subside. it started at around 11:30 until i was too tired and went to bed at 5 in the morning with my stomach still hurting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't want to rush myself in the ER this time. i don't have health coverage yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it sucks. and most of all it hurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-5272514720080663688?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/5272514720080663688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=5272514720080663688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>i forgot that last june 28 is my blog's 6th year. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never keeping something up this long for *this* long. to think i'm doing this for nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy 6th year manokchicken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-8877825649856177843?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/8877825649856177843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=8877825649856177843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>what i hate most about brownouts is that my thoughts seem to have a life and a voice of their own -- and a loud one at that. =/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dami kong naiisip. pati yung mga dapat hindi dapat iniisip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sa totoo lang, namimiss na kita. pero kasabay nun yung mga bagay na dapat nang kalimutan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bahala na.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-142849373030866274?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/142849373030866274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=142849373030866274' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='text'>the thing is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;... paulit ulit lang. in a short span of time, balik nanaman sa dating gawi. ayoko na ng ganun. nakakapagod. nakakapagod na rin ni mag-isip tungkol dun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ako na lang lagi ang may problema. ako na lang parati ang dapat magbigay. ako na lang parati ang dapat umintindi. ako na lang ang laging may sayad. ako na lang lagi. there's a lot of "you should have's" or "you could have's."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;this time, i think i know what i want. i'm not sure about the consequences. i think someone will get hurt. the thing is, if i continue with this, someday, someone will eventually get hurt. it's just prolonging the inevitable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;so. for the last time, i'll do what i do best (and you can consider this as the last), it's my fault. i take the blame. i take the responsibility. have a happy life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7461744-6161409147726781644?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6161409147726781644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6161409147726781644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6161409147726781644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6161409147726781644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/07/thing-is.html' title='the thing is'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2944470711692997170</id><published>2010-07-08T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T00:51:37.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='globelines'/><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so, last night, my pc finally broke. i almost killed myself. but it's done a great and noble job of keeping me sane and occupied for the last 8 years. yeah, that's purrty old for a pc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's my boss's first day last monday =/ i dunno what to feel exactly. i just feel... restrained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;globe tech support is really useless. i talked to two tech reps again and both of them were just too giddy to get me off the phone to save their fucking AHT's. it's so freakin easy for them to say we-can-no-longer-do-anything-about-it-so-we'll-send-a-technician-instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and when you ask them when the standard reply is we-don't-have-a-time-frame-just-wait-for-our-call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and when i tell them that no one has ever contacted me they'd go i'd-be-on-top-of-this-sir-i'll-file-this-(really stoooopid)-report-and-follow-this-up-personally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;MY ASS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the second one, i literally had to DIRECT him on how to help me. i was the one with suggestions (being the one who always HAVE TO call them for technical problems) and i managed to solve my own fuckin problem without their help. or their home service technicians. dumb fucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm welcoming the change sa work. dapat nang magpayaman. kung yayaman man ako dito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gusto ko pa, pero pagod na ko. i don't think i CAN anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-2944470711692997170?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2944470711692997170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=2944470711692997170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2944470711692997170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2944470711692997170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/07/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-5953405907591662185</id><published>2010-07-04T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:27:57.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pocketful of sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nikon d60'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>the gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4140/4758156172_c74cd14db7.jpg" width="382" height="500" alt="The Gift" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They say big things come in small packages.&lt;br /&gt;Small package: The gift.&lt;br /&gt;Big thing: The thought, the effort, and the gesture behind the gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with this small token is the video of their messages of thanks (which I have to figure out how to convert so I can upload).&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Batch 26. It's the small things that I love most about this job. Good luck and God bless you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-5953405907591662185?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/5953405907591662185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=5953405907591662185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5953405907591662185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5953405907591662185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/07/gift.html' title='the gift'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4140/4758156172_c74cd14db7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-3052818647677907728</id><published>2010-06-22T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:28:51.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok na sana eh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;kaso maalala ko ulit. kaya sorry na lang =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;kupal ka kasi. ewan ko ba kung anong kinakain mo sa umaga at nuknukan ka ng sinungaling. gago ka, ako pa inuto mo? kung magsisinungaling kasi, taena galingan mo naman. nakakainsulto ang ginagawa mong pang uuto. naman! unang una, hindi ako pinanganak kahapon. parating ka pa lang, umaalingasaw na balat mo sa kasinungalingan mo. taena mo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pangalawa, bobo ka ba at di mo man lang naisip na nag first rule sa pagsisinungaling ay wag kang papahuli? huli ka! oh gago ano ka ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pangatlo, huwag kang plastik. kung gusto mong makipagplastikan, wag sakin, baka ihampas ko bungo mo sa pader. na may bubog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;simula ngayon, puta ka, lahat ng makikita kong kasinungalingan, ipapamukha ko sayo -- ipapakain ko pa sayo hanggang sa magsawa ka sa mga kataihan mong tarantado ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;kung mapikon ka, tara, sapakan tayo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-3052818647677907728?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/3052818647677907728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=3052818647677907728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3052818647677907728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3052818647677907728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/06/ok-na-sana-eh.html' title='ok na sana eh'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-8305574701759595542</id><published>2010-06-20T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:09:43.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done</title><content type='html'>done done done done.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;done done done done done done done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;done. done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry, but i'm done. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-8305574701759595542?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/8305574701759595542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=8305574701759595542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8305574701759595542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8305574701759595542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/06/done.html' title='done'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-4234063968839246759</id><published>2010-06-06T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T03:19:43.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(84, 85, 89); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Half smile on the outside &lt;/div&gt;Then its gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(84, 85, 89); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(84, 85, 89); line-height: 18px; "&gt;- ivy&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/7461744-4234063968839246759?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/4234063968839246759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=4234063968839246759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4234063968839246759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4234063968839246759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-440754099855043503</id><published>2010-05-30T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T01:28:55.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you just have to ask yourself if what you did is right and if what you did is the right choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-440754099855043503?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/440754099855043503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=440754099855043503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/440754099855043503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/440754099855043503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-1783380213465983566</id><published>2010-05-29T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:21:56.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>rgt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Road Not Taken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Robert Frost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;sorry i could not travel both and be one traveler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7461744-1783380213465983566?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/1783380213465983566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-5978061330646570557</id><published>2010-05-29T14:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T14:44:52.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><title type='text'>techie dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this week, apart from working my ass off, i've been in techie mode.i found out about these, and i want them now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/TAC2B6BWjjI/AAAAAAAAB_w/zExdc-XLvDk/s320/se_vivaz_01.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476577290753576498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sony ericsson vivaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/TAC2Cb9ERBI/AAAAAAAAB_4/8zR-E-5b3Ss/s320/sony-ericsson-vivaz-pro1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476577299862406162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sony ericsson vivaz pro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/TAC2CmxFXdI/AAAAAAAACAA/Audx-TpSyYg/s320/Xperia-10-Mini-Pro-smart-phones.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476577302764936658" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sony ericsson x10 mini and x10 mini pro (with qwerty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/TAC2DEDcNhI/AAAAAAAACAI/fmCGZkQRviQ/s320/satellite-pro-u500-touch-screen.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476577310626559506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;toshiba satellite pro u500&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/TAC2D9LNhYI/AAAAAAAACAQ/3vPLtDCs5kg/s320/nikkor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476577325959972226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 297px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nikkor 50mm f/1.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i gotta save up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7461744-5978061330646570557?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/5978061330646570557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=5978061330646570557' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-3423200744761396386</id><published>2010-05-25T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T23:05:23.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;sorry but &lt;/strike&gt; it still bothers me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i really still can't believe the audacity you've shown towards me. you put me right on the spot -- damned if i do, damned if i don't. and this is not the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;next time, be gentle with words. see, words have this supernatural tendency to either melt or break one's heart. what happened was the latter. this is me being honest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was actually trying to just brush it off -- forget about it but i can't at this time yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i have to strike out the part of me being sorry because this time, i will allow myself to feel what you just made me feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i guess i am too kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-3423200744761396386?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-8427763661439379319</id><published>2010-05-25T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:24:50.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>'di ko maintindihan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;... kung panong ikaw ang nanghingi ng pabor, pero parang ako ang nahihiya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;... kung bakit ang pakiramdam ko, kaya ka lang nagiging mabait eh dahil may kailangan ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;... kung bakit madaling gumawa ng bagay para sa iba, pero pagdating sakin, laging mahirap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;... kung paano ako naging selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;... kung bakit kaya ko pa ring maging mapagbigay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;ewan ko na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;* sorry ha, pero parang ang kapal lang yata&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-8427763661439379319?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/8427763661439379319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=8427763661439379319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8427763661439379319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/8427763661439379319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/05/di-ko-maintindihan.html' title='&apos;di ko maintindihan'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-7308550878070843674</id><published>2010-05-23T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:03:50.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pocketful of sunshine'/><title type='text'>pocketful of sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so last friday, after lunch, i decided to do an activity to prepare them for the long afternoon ahead. usually, it's just a small game wherein the losing group will have to do the consequence as given by the winning group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i decided to digress from that usual ice breaker because i, too, am beginning to get tired of it. what i did was to write all their names on each paper and posted it in front of the class. i instructed them to go in front of the paper as it was laid out in front and write something positive about the person. it took us quite a while to finish and after which, i read it aloud in class and have each of them tell me if they liked what they heard or if anything isn't true about what was written. it was a good 30 minutes spent. after the activity, i proceeded with the afternoon discussion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in the middle of my discussion, i noticed a piece of paper being passed around. i don't normally mind those things during my class because i'm sure as hell they were already on information overload and passing notes could help them regain their focus and, well, refrain from drifting into the oblivion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in the middle of the afternoon, i gave them a 15-minute break so they can rest and do whatever they need and want to do. as for me, i went down to have a smoke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when i came back, i saw a piece of paper in front of me with my name on it and a note to "please read it aloud :)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i froze for a split second. could this be? is this the moment i realize i'm not made of stone? that i have feelings? that i am touched? hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i gave them a smile and said thank you for the gesture. apparently, they also made one for me like i have them do earlier that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;see, those are the small things that make me love my job even more. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and oh, here's what they wrote :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;loves necktie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;male version of miss joy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gwapo oiiis!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kenkoy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gracious&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mortal enemy of RC&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; (one of the attendees i always poke fun of, in a good way, of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cute&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;approachable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alaskador&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;workaholic &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;talented&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sweet (??)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i like his haircut&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-- hehe what hair?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;funny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;marunong mag plantsa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;break na pag nag-weewee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"sige, pabili tayo ng coffee"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"sige, pabili tayo ng sugar"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"sige, paakyat natin yung notes"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"sige, paakyat natin kay clavio"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now, now, now. i know there are things there that made me go "wwwuuut?!" haha but the gesture really touched me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-7308550878070843674?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/7308550878070843674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=7308550878070843674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/7308550878070843674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/7308550878070843674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/05/pocketful-of-sunshine.html' title='pocketful of sunshine'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-129439194830561609</id><published>2010-05-20T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T20:57:35.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>last night</title><content type='html'>yesterday registered the highest temperature in metro manila -- 37.5 C.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i wondered why i was sweating like mother and chugged down one and a half pitchers of water...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish we had a swimming pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-129439194830561609?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/129439194830561609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=129439194830561609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/129439194830561609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/129439194830561609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-night.html' title='last night'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-7577889679353342606</id><published>2010-05-19T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:05:42.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>random still</title><content type='html'>+ my boss is resigning. he confirmed it with me yesterday without fanfare. i wished him well and i told him, "TAE KA." hehe. until they find a replacement, it's just myself in the training and marketing department.  =(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ this week is my first full-on batch training. i'll be handling everything, from start to finish. it's three-week course and whole day training, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ i am welcoming the change. i hope i can do this for a long time. i like what i do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ you and you're half truths. no matter what you say, a half truth is a half lie. period. i'm just taking a step back. i'll let you do your thing and leave everything to chance. that's what this is anyway -- chance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ my credit card debt is still there. masaya nanaman sila. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ i'm looking forward to tomorrow, this weekend, and the rest of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ was able to talk to you today, i still can't figure you out. what the hell are you? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-7577889679353342606?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/7577889679353342606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=7577889679353342606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/7577889679353342606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/7577889679353342606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-still.html' title='random still'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-9035907295228999671</id><published>2010-05-13T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:38:40.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>surprise</title><content type='html'>i guess i shouldn't have heard what i heard.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-9035907295228999671?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-4180112584528265544</id><published>2010-05-07T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:39:04.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gibo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"this monday, i'll go back to being green. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so my facebook status says. why&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; gibo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;? because he doesn't sugar coat issues. he answers them straight to the point in the most concise and sensible way... because he gives the best answers in all the presidential debates i've seen... because he's not selling fantasies -- he gave no super fantastical and hyper unrealistic promises... his plans are clear... because there's no mudslinging and backbiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the way he ran his campaign is just spectacular and admirable. even in the midst of the controversies surrounding his campaign about the support of GMA, or the lack thereof, he remained steadfast and strong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;one of the very few presidentiables &lt;i&gt;na hindi ko ikahihiyang iharap sa mundo at sabihing, "presidente namin yan!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RtAwPgY_ucM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RtAwPgY_ucM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ganun ka-simple.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;tulungan mo ako. lumalayo ang loob ko sayo. ayoko mang mangyari, pero papunta na dun. iparamdam mo sakin na gusto mo ako at kailangan mo ako bilang ako at hindi yung ako na hinubog lang ng isip mo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ako ito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sana sapat na yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;masakit mang isipin, pero nararamdaman ko lang na nandiyan ka sa panahong kailangan mo lang ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-4180112584528265544?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/4180112584528265544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=4180112584528265544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4180112584528265544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4180112584528265544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-5100782960542668663</id><published>2010-05-04T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:52:19.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nikon d60'/><title type='text'>fire in the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4578208218_c5d39d679c.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="lonely city" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lonely city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4578210430_e9a0e3eab2.jpg" width="464" height="500" alt="fireworks" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fire at work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-5100782960542668663?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/5100782960542668663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=5100782960542668663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5100782960542668663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5100782960542668663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/05/fire-in-city.html' title='fire in the city'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4578208218_c5d39d679c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-1594749767012776930</id><published>2010-05-03T12:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:04:39.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nikon d60'/><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4573287899_f984015e0f.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="memory" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7461744-1594749767012776930?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/1594749767012776930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=1594749767012776930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1594749767012776930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1594749767012776930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4573287899_f984015e0f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-4616139497678305162</id><published>2010-05-02T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:03:43.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pocketful of sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enp'/><title type='text'>last week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i just finished my first two training days last thursday and friday. that just strengthened my belief that teaching/training is my passion. it makes me sweat, it makes me tired, it exhausts me, yet at the same time it fulfills me, it rewards me, and it makes me proud and happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've been training what i'm training now since my prudentialife days. it's just that we don't do an in-depth training of the industry. this time, i have to learn and relearn everything i've known the past years. i need to study and review all the materials in a few days for me to train them effectively in just a matter of days. i actually miss the training i got from my last company where trainers are given months to prepare for just one product. this time, i need to cover 8-9 products in two weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;fortunately for me, i was able to do it last thursday and friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;last wednesday, i was on super panic mode because there was a miscommunication between me and my boss. it was clear to me that i was going to train all the products but it wasn't made clear to me that aside from that, i was to train another module PLUS the sales process module on friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was so anxious last wednesday and i called tin to talk me through what i'm about to do. i thought it was suicide already. good thing tin was able to calm me down and lay down all the facts about what i'm going to do. thanks tin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sometimes when the world seems to run in chaos and you feel like you're in the middle of it, all you need is to have someone to make you see things in perspective AND make you feel that you can definitely do it. for that, thanks tin and macky. macky was there, too, to listen to my rants :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thursday and friday was the best for me. after being exhausted because of the whole day training my boss and i had a short sit down meeting about my performance. he said, and i paraphrase: wow. congratulations! i'm very much impressed. i didn't expect you to train the way you trained given the short time you have to study the materials. it's impressive. keep it up and &lt;i&gt;may pupuntahan ka.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:) as if all the tension went away (my right hip and right thigh still hurt from all the standing and walking haha) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;friday, i went out with my colleagues for a birthday celebration -- still hoping that i finally gain some lunchmates hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;last night, saturday, i went out with my dear barkada. i love you guys so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway, that's my week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(anti-climactic, LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-4616139497678305162?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-54729853526048554</id><published>2010-04-21T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T23:22:28.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>random ulit</title><content type='html'>maybe it's alright to feel this way. i should allow myself to be in this situation para hindi masyadong stressed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seseryosohin na kita. i see a good future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ang tagal ng sweldo. pero most of it, pambayad utang. pero ok pa din.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sa ngayon, 100% ng inis ko, dahil sayo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"ano, tara! game na!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nakakatuwang magka-kras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i have yet to figure you out. if, in any way, i find a hole... ATAAAACCKK!!! lol!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-54729853526048554?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/54729853526048554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=54729853526048554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/54729853526048554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/54729853526048554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-ulit.html' title='random ulit'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-4948697344889934045</id><published>2010-04-20T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T00:20:48.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>i was absent today&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i feel like i made the wrong choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have to give it time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like i'm in a limbo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;nahihirapan na ko sayo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mahirap iwan at kalimutan ang mga bagay bagay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still choose to be optimistic about things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i have to give it time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't entertain those thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-4948697344889934045?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/4948697344889934045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=4948697344889934045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4948697344889934045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4948697344889934045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/04/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-4933283647211342783</id><published>2010-04-16T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:13:11.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>of training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;naisip ko lang, pag trainer ka, di ka pwedeng pikon. di ka rin pwedeng tatanga tanga. at mas lalong di ka pwedeng sumungit. dahil hindi lang isa ang makakalaban mo, taena buong class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pag maingay ang class, di ka pwedeng mag-maldita. wag kang babanat agad ng "i deserve some respect." tae. malamang lahat naman ng tao deserves our respect, kahit sino pa yan. bilang trainer, trabaho mong makibagay sa ugali nila. sakyan mo ang sense of humor nila. talk in their interest. never antagonize a trainee. kung titira ka, i-address mo sa pangkalahatan tapos wag mo masyadong gawin seryoso. maiintindihan na yun ng mga trainees mo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;eh kung bigla kang magagalit, wala na. sira na ang diskarte mo. pati na rin ang interes sayo ng trainees mo. pano pa sila makikinig sayo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oo nga't proseso ang dini-discuss mo. mahaba yan, paulit-ulit, mapalabok, minsan kumplikado, pero hindi ibig sabihin nun, papatayin mo sa boredom ang trainees mo. yung tipong isang pilik-mata na lang ang bumubuka sa mata nila. tae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lalong lalo na, wag kang magagalit pag nagkakaroon ng diskusyon. ibig sabihin, nagtatanong sila sa isa't isa. therefore, interesado silang malaman kung ano man ang sinasabi mo. sakyan mo yun. gamitin mo ang ingay nila sa lalo pang pagpapaintindi sa kanila ng punto ng sinasabi mo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when you work with marketing/sales people, don't expect a boring bunch of people who only speak when spoken, too. tangena hindi yan mga accountants o clerks, no offense meant. mga maiingay na tao yan, madaming iniisip, minsan nagsasalita na bago magisip. trabaho mo bilang tainer ang intindihin ang mga iyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oo, hindi ka trainer. pero pucha, sana naman marunong ka namang makibagay at umintindi. kahit dun na lang.  para yun lang, may drama nang, "i deserve some respect." ay na-leche na.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wala lang. thinking out loud lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-4933283647211342783?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/4933283647211342783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=4933283647211342783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4933283647211342783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4933283647211342783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-training.html' title='of training'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2729701253660933736</id><published>2010-04-05T02:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:36:52.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>have i told you?</title><content type='html'>... that at an age of 26, and in almost five years of working, i was retired twice?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that i still want another beach escapade after being in bohol and zambales in three weeks' time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that i try my hardest to be the bryan you want me to be? and that although it may not seem like it, it still hurts when i remember the things i'm supposed to forget?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that i'm dreading working next week? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that i miss my TDD family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that i desperately need/want a massage but i can't afford it now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that my finances are in the worst situation in years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that i'm thinking of backpacking for a few weeks with no cellphone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that you might have not noticed, but i try to blog less and less? less words, less moping, less feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that i have a backlog of three photo albums for me to upload on fb and multiply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that i beginning to think that &lt;i&gt;this &lt;/i&gt;is not working out and it's not meant for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that i should be sleeping but i find sleeping wasting precious vacation time so i go around looking for stuff to do online and in real life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that i'm on my last straw?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i told you now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-2729701253660933736?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2729701253660933736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=2729701253660933736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2729701253660933736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/2729701253660933736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-i-told-you.html' title='have i told you?'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-8525981098592108545</id><published>2010-03-30T16:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:39:52.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balicasag island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panglao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>dormant. bohol. and some random $#!+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i have been dormant, i know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;there's too many things that happened in the last two to three weeks and i won't even try to be specific about it.  chief of which is our barkada's adventure to bohol! yay!!  first time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;also, there have been a lot of blessings that came my way mid-march. thank you to all those who prayed for me. thanks anton! &lt;i&gt;siya kasi ang isa sa lagi kong napagre-request-an na ipag-pray ako.&lt;/i&gt; and the only thing that i ask of him in his prayers is that He gives me whatever is best for me, that's all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as much as the answered prayers inspire me, of course, there has also been a lot of emotional stress for me. BUT i won't write it down anymore. i feel it's best to leave it in the past. it's quite hard to relive those experiences and write about them. aside from the fact that once i write it all down here, it becomes more real =s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway... sorry for that downer. haha. if your my friend on facebook, i'm sure&lt;i&gt; nasuya na kayo sa mga pictures and videos&lt;/i&gt; :) but for the sake of my blog, here they are :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the things we did:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;rio verde lunch, butterfly sanctuary, chocolate hills, baclayon church, balicasag island, dolphin watching, balicasag snorkeling and fish feeding, bohol beach club dinner, E.A.T. danao (suislide, plunge), beach volleyball, panglao beach swimming. (i think i missed some hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4476051038_cb3448dde6.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="panglao sunrise" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2637/4476039172_78ea8145f2.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="panglao sunrise" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4476040942_d84361c3d3.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="panglao sunrise" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4476041400_1d6302f160.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="virgin island" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4476042272_546def9d1d.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="panglao beach" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4475267433_11a7ebc0f8.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="the plunge" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4476042930_30fdbc3993.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="suislide" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4475270583_2db38b690b.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="the plunge" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2696/4476049944_050daa90e0.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="look who i found!" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol! look who i found in bohol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4475273487_9cb85f5b07.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2228/4476051614_28a15014f1.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="hands" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vsPOKhxfb4Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vsPOKhxfb4Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS IS SOOOOOOOOO COOOOL!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you gotta try this when you go there, i swear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;THE PLUNGE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;a canyon swing adventure attraction mounted over a 200 meter high and 300 meter wide gorge. A person would have to do a 45 meters free fall before being launched on a pendulum swing measuring to a hundred meter diameter. Cable has a maximum working load of 5 tons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;“The Plunge” is the best “fear factor” experience among other adventure activities on offer. One has to literally plunge to an open air where about two seconds, the plunger will all be defenseless, feel nothing and left all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This experience is one great way to de-stress and even make one appreciate life the more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It can accommodate 50 pax in a day. Total experience will just take around 10min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For P700, it is sure worth the experience! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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$#!+'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4476051038_cb3448dde6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-2274246610961542874</id><published>2010-03-05T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:24:10.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>walker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When I no longer have your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not request your body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your presence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or even your polite conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will go away to a far country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;separated from you by the sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- on which I cannot walk --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and refrain even from sending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;letters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;describing my pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Alice Walker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-2274246610961542874?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/2274246610961542874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=2274246610961542874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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understanding. hindi ko man po maintindihan ng ganap ang lahat ng ito, iparamdam Niyo po sa akin ang pagmamahal na lubos Ninyo. again God, all my plans, I lay them at your feet. Ad majorem Dei gloriam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6768550340617100412?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6768550340617100412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6768550340617100412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6768550340617100412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6768550340617100412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_27.html' title='.'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-5601150953018345310</id><published>2010-02-24T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T01:17:31.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Panginoon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dasal ko po ang patuloy Ninyong pag-gabay sa aking buhay na madilim sa kasalukuyan. Nawa'y Kayo ang magsilbing liwanag sa lahat ng aking tatahaking landas. Turuan Mo po ang sugatan kong puso na muling magtiwala sa pagibig; pagibig na nagpaparaya, mapagbigay, at walang pagiimbot. Hilumin ang mga sugat ng panglilinlang at kasinungalingan. Bigyan po Ninyo ako ng lakas ng loob na magtiwala at magmahal muli. Alam po Ninyo ang dasal ng puso kong nangungulila -- pawiin ng Inyong kamay ang pusong pagal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isinusuko ko na po sa Inyong mga paa ang anumang sakit na nararanasan ko ngayon. Buo ang aking tiwala sa Inyong karunungan at ano mang plano sa buhay ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bigyan din ako ng lakas upang magpatawad ng walang pagaalinlangan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa kabila ng lahat, buong kaluluwa ko pong tinatanggap ang lahat ng pasakit na pinagdadaanan ko ngayon. Anu man ang kahinatnan ng lahat ng ito ay para po sa Inyong kapurihan at kadakilaan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isinusuko ko na po ang buo kong pagkatao sa Iyong kalooban. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amen. Amen. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-5601150953018345310?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/5601150953018345310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=5601150953018345310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5601150953018345310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/5601150953018345310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;... nagiisip ako kung sino talaga ang kasama mo kahit sinabi mo na kung sino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;... nagdududa ako pag sinabi mong gumagawa ka ng mga importanteng bagay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;... nahihirapan akong maniwala sa lahat ng sinasabi mo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;... ayoko nang marinig pa ang mga palusot mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;... hirap akong ibalik ang buo kong tiwala, lalo't alam ko na sa isang iglap, kaya mong baliktarin ang mga sinabi mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;so help me god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-4378004861085488462?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/4378004861085488462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=4378004861085488462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4378004861085488462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4378004861085488462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/02/dahil-sa-nagsinungaling-ka.html' title='dahil sa nagsinungaling ka...'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-7825022458675295757</id><published>2010-02-12T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:54:16.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>di ko alam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;baka kailangan ko nang bumitaw? baka kailangan ko nang baguhin ang sarili ko? baka minsan kailangan ko ng konting respeto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hindi ko alam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;pero alam ko ang dapat kong gawin.&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/7461744-7825022458675295757?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/7825022458675295757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=7825022458675295757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/7825022458675295757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/7825022458675295757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/02/di-ko-alam.html' title='di ko alam'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-1612986068493705755</id><published>2010-02-10T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T23:34:43.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nikon d60'/><title type='text'>ER part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S3LRzdCK8bI/AAAAAAAAB-A/VcwVwpe7E2s/s1600-h/hep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S3LRzdCK8bI/AAAAAAAAB-A/VcwVwpe7E2s/s320/hep.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436638382086877618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-1612986068493705755?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/1612986068493705755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=1612986068493705755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1612986068493705755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ǝpısdn</title><content type='html'>˙ʇıq ɐ dn sƃuıɥʇ ǝʞɐɥs -- uʍop ǝpısdn sƃuıɥʇ uɹnʇ oʇ ǝɯıʇ s,ʇı ǝqʎɐɯ&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;edit: 2-10-10 - and it really went upside down. i rushed myself to the ER for the second time. i blame stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6736939970343147133?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6736939970343147133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6736939970343147133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6736939970343147133'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>diversion</title><content type='html'>dahil naiinis ako tonight, i'll just think about this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TF7iv8imlCs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TF7iv8imlCs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&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/7461744-4890602881127319908?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/4890602881127319908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=4890602881127319908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4890602881127319908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/4890602881127319908'/><link rel='alternate' 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copy of the OS in my computer. my pc feels so clean and new, finally. i hope i can keep this up longer this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to be invisible again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;january came and went so fast. too fast i think that i feel like its helpless roadkill. my gulay. define stressful for a jumpstart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-994326383546108951?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-6002182248193071980</id><published>2010-01-29T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:10:53.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this week</title><content type='html'>i am so spent.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;;-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6002182248193071980?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6002182248193071980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6002182248193071980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-1053488094849813615?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/1053488094849813615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=1053488094849813615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1053488094849813615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/1053488094849813615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/01/next-time.html' title='next time'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-6401913805091805843</id><published>2010-01-24T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:29:36.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>feeling nostalgic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xo3Xd_x_hSk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xo3Xd_x_hSk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre;"&gt;nostalgic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre;"&gt;this has nothing to do with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&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/7461744-6401913805091805843?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6401913805091805843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6401913805091805843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6401913805091805843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6401913805091805843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/01/feeling-nostalgic.html' title='feeling nostalgic'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-3597784622028908011</id><published>2010-01-22T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T00:21:35.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>i really don't understand</title><content type='html'>why you can't give me 100% of the truth.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't understand your pretensions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't understand the hiding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just don't get you &lt;strike&gt;sometimes.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-3597784622028908011?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/3597784622028908011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=3597784622028908011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/3597784622028908011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size: large;"&gt; nanaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ako dahil nagpauto naman ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6421351540864860233?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6421351540864860233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6421351540864860233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6421351540864860233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6421351540864860233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/01/tangna.html' title='tang*na'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-7053003573360663800</id><published>2010-01-20T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:36:55.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>i conducted trainings in galleria today. after buying lunch, the mango shake slipped from my hands and, after attempting to regain my grip, spilled on my tie, polo, pants, and shoes. &lt;div&gt;and it happened in the middle of the mall. fuck. i ran as fast as i can back to the CR in our office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't notice that i was also clutching my phone that time. it was also drenched in mango shake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this evening, before dinner, my aunt told me something about *something* that irritated me so much. buwisit. tangina. puñeta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ito lang, kung may problema kasi kayo sakin, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;SABIHIN NIYO SA HARAP KO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. direcho akong tao. walang kiyeme. kaya sana kayo rin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-7053003573360663800?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-6115344527644930098</id><published>2010-01-18T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:57:42.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>and suddenly</title><content type='html'>.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;it rains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6115344527644930098?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6115344527644930098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6115344527644930098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6115344527644930098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6115344527644930098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-suddenly.html' title='and suddenly'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-138252958667314343</id><published>2010-01-18T01:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T01:23:25.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm back to writing in my journal again. it's nice to feel the grip of the pen in my hands and the texture of the paper while i'm writing everything down. it took me a few days to get back to my handwriting. for quite some time now, i only wrote things for small notes, reminders, and grocery lists. because of that, my hands ached after only the first paragraph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i started reading the manual for bokbok. my gulay, there's still a lot to learn about it. i have yet to take a day off (as if i'm busy) to read and try everything there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i drew again :) might be posting some of those shit again soon. i'm still thinking about it. my next project is to do my portrait in charcoal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's been cold for days now. i like it! thing is, for some reason, ang daming lamok. eh when i'm inside the house, i only wear boxers. ang dami ko tuloy pantal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;for quite some time now, my right ear have been really itchy. it's super clean but it still itches. i'm suspecting that that's the reason. i always clean my ears kasi after the bath and i do the whole shenanigan -- cotton buds plus kutchara hehe. i should see an EENT specialist soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've been trying to go to hidalgo for almost a month now but i can't. either wala akong kasama or yung supposedly kasama ko, ayaw or hindi pwede that day. it's okay naman kasi at least, less gastos.  if ever, i'll be buying a filter lang naman and maybe (praying!!!) that i get to find an excellent yet very cheap speedlight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayoko na magtrabaho. pwede bang humilata na lang at sundin lang ang tawag ng katamaran? pero may pera pa rin ha? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so excited about march. SOOOO excited... and i just can't hide it. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you. i'm praying *this* works out well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-138252958667314343?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/138252958667314343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=138252958667314343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/138252958667314343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/138252958667314343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461744.post-6185337182712154385</id><published>2010-01-11T02:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T02:15:55.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>maybe sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to be selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461744-6185337182712154385?l=the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/feeds/6185337182712154385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461744&amp;postID=6185337182712154385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6185337182712154385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461744/posts/default/6185337182712154385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chicken-sings.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-sometimes.html' title='maybe sometimes'/><author><name>|| manokchicken ||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07128981384286614383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie28mXMYq4Q/S8vwE5pUpwI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vCHV54AfAWU/S220/111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
