tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56399852011-04-22T07:31:48.153+08:00chronicling my life as if anyone caresMarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.comBlogger891100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1161582929231676412006-10-23T13:51:00.000+08:002006-10-23T14:00:24.203+08:00

On Hiatus. I'm working on a complete overhaul of this site. Probably switching to Wordpress so I could add categories and all. And I'm planning to be one of those bloggers who blogs about every news item of interest and not just about my personal life. If all goes well, it'll be up and running by mid-december. Oh well, until then.

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September 28, 9:07 am: Woke-up expecting a hot breakfast and coffee instead I found out that there's no power in the whole area. "What's going on?," I asked my mom "There's a huge typhoon passing by". I want to kick myself for not listening to the news. My mobile phone beeped loudly indicating that it has low battery juice left. Great, just great. 10:34 am: Having sat in our couch, staring

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I had it coming. I did not pay attention in class and did not study well enough. Our group project in Quality was a joke, having done for just a week instead of the ideal month-long research period. I'm usually absent on my Ethics class and when I'm not, my mind flies to the vast spaces of the universe because the lectures are extremly boring. It's no surprise that it will come to this. But...

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And it is over. My internship that is. 240 hours of part programming, part designing and part staring at a blank screen all day. I got 4 grand which I did not expect because I always thought they don't give allowances. The whole thing was alright, not great, but OK. The people are nice, the location is perfect and all but I would not want to work there if they asked me to, which they did, just

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Perfect timings, you wish they'd happen more often, right? Last Friday, a couple of friends invited me to go hang out and watch a movie after work. I decided to cancel since I'm flat-out broke and I only had enough for my fare going home. So I compose my message ready to send then suddenly, my OJT supervisor said "Mark, you can get you're allowance upstairs. It's ready." My eyes lit up like a

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September, you know what that is? The start of the Christmas season!!! Woo hoo! Have I mentioned how much I love Christmas? The whole thing--gifts, carols, you name it. Some malls last year got into the september-is-the-start-of-the-christmas-season thing by playing Christmas songs over their speakers, I wonder if they'll do it this time. I'm looking forward to seeing that huge yellow light

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It's supposedly the middle of the cold season here in our part of the world and this particular night feels like noon on a summer. I was trying my best to sleep comfortably and the power went out all of a sudden. I glanced out the window and the whole block has no power. Now, there's literally no wind brushing against my skin. Perfect, just plain perfect. It's OK, I wouldn't be able to sleep

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1156684140214853852006-08-27T20:07:00.000+08:002006-08-27T21:14:22.453+08:00

Are you a fan of talk radio? Me neither. But there's something about podcasts that got me hooked. Maybe because you can listen to it whenever you want and best of all they're free. What? You're not listening to podcasts? Go out of that cave you're hiding and download iTunes and start subscribing. You don't even have to have an iPod to listen to them--they'll work fine played over your computer's

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There's a monster inside of me that needs to be fed every freakin' minute. That's why I will probably gain a gajillion pounds by the end of the year. Whenever I'm at home I feel that I need to be munching something, a donut, a sandwich or whatever. A couple of months ago, it was OK, I work out three times a week so there's balance. I had to quit gym because I need to be a bit practical and the

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1156522264810034012006-08-25T23:35:00.000+08:002006-08-26T00:11:04.823+08:00

I can hear the loud sound coming from the TV over at my parents' room. A local TV show is "dramatizing" the life of the one-million peso winner of the Philippines' version of Deal or No Deal. We usually have that show on the background during dinner and almost every time I get into an argument with my dad on when's the right time to deal or not. See, that's when I realize how different am I with

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1156260163420618832006-08-22T22:50:00.000+08:002006-08-22T23:22:43.433+08:00

I'm getting really worried. It's no secret that this term will be my last term and I'll be finally out of college after being delayed for more than a year. My dad knows that when I ask him for tuition money next week then it will be the last and he does not need to worry about it ever again. My mom is already browsing for cheap plane tickets because our plan is to spend a couple of months in San

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So, I haven't posted an entry in quite a while, that's because this past few days has been quite a routine lately and becoming really boring. I'm halfway in completing that 240 hours required for the internship and I couldn't wait for the day that I don't have to wake-up early anymore. Things are going well with my project, having discovered a JavaScript library called Scriptaculous. Basically

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1154400112398067552006-08-01T10:06:00.000+08:002006-08-01T10:45:12.363+08:00

I ride the MRT everyday at the Taft station and every time I find it funny that there are loads of people falling in line in the counter where they can just walk straight to the functional ticket vending machine and be riding the train in 5 minutes. Don't they have enough change or are they just afraid that the machine's gonna eat them? Ironically, once I'm done with the machine, there are

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1154231953532236362006-07-30T11:29:00.000+08:002006-07-30T11:59:13.606+08:00

I haven't been blogging that much lately because I get so caught up with work. Yeah, that stupid non-paying internship. Actually, it's not really that much stupid because I love it which is really weird because I thought when I resigned from work then that's the last time I'll ever do PHP/MySQL again. My project is huge, something that I wouldn't be able to complete in a month, and I'm the sole

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1153662286612025132006-07-23T21:38:00.000+08:002006-07-23T21:53:40.323+08:00

It was fun while it lasted--bumming around the house, nothing to do but sit on the couch, watch tv and eat a boatload of junk foods. Now, it's back again to a world filled with alarm clocks, those little devils that snatch you from heaven and takes you to a cold freezing shower. Why, you might ask? I started my internship. I have decided to go with Solar Entertainment just to get it over with

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1152706255213095902006-07-12T13:18:00.000+08:002006-07-12T20:10:55.216+08:00

I loved the first Pirates of the Caribbean movie which surprised me because I thought it's going to be boring and I just watched it for Keira Knightley. Having said that, there's no doubt I would be excited to watch Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest, perhaps even more than Superman or X-Men. So I woke up early this morning, ate my breakfast and head on over to Mall of Asia to get tickets

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1152705974531292882006-07-05T20:05:00.000+08:002006-07-12T20:06:14.543+08:00

I thought looking for an internship gig at any company would be easy. After all, in most cases, you're offering free labor to those company moguls which also gives them the right to tell you to make them coffee. Anyway, as much as I would love to tinker around with the coffee maker and staple tons of papers together all day, I need to find a company that will actually ask me to do something

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1152120529927717872006-07-03T23:46:00.000+08:002006-07-06T09:37:55.583+08:00

I had my fair share of bad, no, horrible weekends so it just seems natural that The Powers That Be would grant me a nice perfect one. It all started when I wake up saturday morning and found out that there's fresh brewed coffee on the pot, hot breakfast on the table and the morning paper. While sipping my coffee, I just realized that when I go online and log on to my school's website then there

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It's raining!!! Yay! I'm so happy again. I'm here in SBC at Rockwell because I have a presentation at school later at 7pm. Bad time to pick a table outside the store, huh? Anyway, the project I'm about to submit will be the last for this stupid hell term. Yep, I've upgraded the term "hell week" to cover the whole term because it is what it is. They usually spread out all hard subjects in a year

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I'm glad this week is almost coming to an end. It's been hell dealing with 4 programming projects, all of which will put a heavy weight on my final grade when they release it two weeks from now. I don't care how high or low I get, just as long as it's above the passing mark. So far I get favorable responses from my professors. One of them actually took my mac and show this game I made using

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1150369801908413752006-06-15T18:31:00.000+08:002006-06-15T19:10:01.966+08:00

Am I the greatest son or what? See, I overheard my dad telling my mom that he wants to watch an IMAX movie but couldn't do so because he thinks the ticket admission price is too expensive. He's so damn curious that he's always asking me what's it like watching an IMAX movie which I find funny because who else do I get the money from to watch that IMAX movie? Well, anyway, father's day is coming

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1149996266600815542006-06-11T11:00:00.000+08:002006-06-11T11:24:26.656+08:00

Arghhh...I hate being broke! It's just that, I am so not used to asking my parent's money for everything. I miss the daily caramel macchiatos, the almost unlimited supply of Slurpees and eating out at expensive restaurants just because "I can". I know, I'm such a spoiled brat but it kills me everytime I go to malls, passing by Apple Center and not being able to say "I'll buy it on payday." Why

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1149766205814197022006-06-08T18:10:00.000+08:002006-06-11T00:22:13.700+08:00

Guess what? I got a new phone! It's a Motorola RAZR V3x and it's black and beautiful. That's me holding up the phone in a mirror and taking it using the phone's internal camera! Hee hee. After using Sony Ericsson phones since the beginning of Sony Ericsson, I hate Motorola's UI. And the keypad are hard to use as it's impossible to not look at it while texting because you always accidentally

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1149605692019439512006-06-06T22:39:00.000+08:002006-06-06T22:58:26.706+08:00

I am freaking exhausted. Tuesdays aren't suppose to be this stressful but this one is different. It all started when Paul came over to our place and woke me up at freakin' 8am to return my XDA. I asked him to bring it to his office last night to sell it because I badly want that RAZR V3x. Good thing he brought that Egg McMuffin that I asked, yummy! Anyway, the day went on with another extremely

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Blogs really are for insomnicacs, aren't they? I got up from bed because I kept tossing and turning not being able to rest my eyes shut. This has been swirling in my head for the past few days now and I can't stop being worried. For the past few weeks I'm in a point of contentment, nothing is bothering me and no one is runing my life. I actually feel happy because I know I have a goal and for

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1148486543217636362006-05-24T23:53:00.000+08:002006-05-25T00:02:23.400+08:00

Perfect moments, don't you just love it? I'm sitting here at good 'ol McD on the North Building of SM Mall of Asia with a nice breezy weather and a good view of the huge globe, eating my McNuggets and fries. No wi-fi yet so I'm gonna upload this when I get home though I did detect an access point with an SSID of "SSM MOA" and I was able to connect by guessing the password. So much for wireless

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1148227483680116432006-05-21T23:20:00.000+08:002006-05-22T00:04:43.760+08:00

Just got back from the new SM Mall of Asia and my feet are numb! If you're living under a rock, you probably didn't know that today is the grand opening but I doubt that because it's like the whole Metro Manila is in that mall! I never expected that crowd to be that much because that place doesn't have an MRT station. The opening of this new mall means that I'll probably be hanging out in

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1147794369401997172006-05-16T22:52:00.000+08:002006-05-17T00:09:57.560+08:00

Ginny, I hate to tell you this but I saw someone much hotter... She's gorgeous!!! Look at all the things that you don't have... She even has all the holes that I need... And finally, she has the brain to accompany that hot bod... Lucky for you, Ginny... I don't have the money to afford her just yet so you'll still receive all

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I haven't had sleep in 36 hours. All because of two stupid case studies that I have to do for 2 stupid subjects. I know, I used to love programming before but "Theory and Design of Operating Systems" or "Modeling and Simulation Theory" are both useless now if I'm gonna be a pilot. Unless the plane's computer all stopped working and my co-pilot goes "Mark, quick! Make a new program that is similar

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1147504524760707472006-05-13T15:12:00.000+08:002006-05-13T15:15:24.770+08:00

Have I already mentioned how much I love rainy weather? The mere sound of rain dropping on the roof and hitting our windows makes me all giddy and happy. Summer is over at last, I hope. Can we have storms for at least once a week? OK, I couldn't even be more insensitive to the people in the provinces suffering whenever there's one. I'm quite the opposite when it comes to rain, I actually love

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I'm getting my backpay on Monday...yay! I'm getting a new phone. Though I love my trusty white SE Z520i, I had to let it go because I had to pay my credit card bills that time and I didn't have any money. Good thing Paul bought it even though my selling price is somewhat high for used phone. I'm in a huge dilemma now because I don't know what to get... will it be: Sony Ericsson K608i Pros: -

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1147073065057713362006-05-08T15:01:00.000+08:002006-05-13T00:47:38.273+08:00

There's still hope in the world, that PLDT Tech support guy that I talked to solved my problem. I'm now plugged-in again, wirelessly...woo hoo! I miss you Sydney Bristow, the women of Wisteria Lane, the doctors of Seattle Grace Hospital and the gang from Newport. Downloads galore! You know what, my dog is just psycho. Watch this shocking video footage...

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Thursday morning. Nothing special, just eating my lunch and getting ready for school when all of a sudden I hear the high-pitched, earth shattering voice of my mom, "MARRRKKKK! NANDITO NA YUNG DI-ES-EL!" I almost choked on my food and hurriedly whizzed down several plight of stairs. I almost hugged the PLDT install guy but hesitated because it's highly inappropriate. Thank god after 4 weeks of no

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1146711068113611942006-04-30T22:48:00.000+08:002006-05-07T18:12:18.630+08:00

The song Bad Day by Daniel Powter does not justify this day. Horrendous is more like it. You see, I wanted to go to Splash Island because I haven't been there in a long time so I texted some of my friends if they wanna come. Only 3 made it due because of the short notice, Paul, Liz and her bf, Alex. We took a bus bound to Pacita in Ayala. Pacita Complex was our "bayan" when I was a kid living

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I FUCKING HATE DIAL-UP!!!!! I don't know if it's always been this slow or it's just with PLDT Vibe. Argghhh... give me back my DSL! Please PLDT guys, I'm begging you, come over to our house and install it already! I'm nearly close into killing myself because of this fucking slow connection. I'm suppose to be in a pool right now somewhere in Laguna but my parents attended this 10 hour long

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1145689377656002662006-04-22T14:58:00.000+08:002006-04-22T15:02:57.656+08:00

Here it is, I'm feeling it again. I'm starting to go back to being the old Mark. The old person who's a loner, the old person who is selfish. I started feeling it when I stepped back into the familiar small halls of my college. In there, I was a nobody. You know what, I'm starting to think, maybe it's better this way. In the past years, I grew attached to people around me and then I realized,

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1145688883714848852006-04-20T14:53:00.000+08:002006-04-22T14:57:23.620+08:00

I think I might finish my degree early as expected. My target completion date is by the end of the 2nd term which is on December but due to my eagerness to graduate, I might be able to do it 3 months earlier. I manage to squeeze in all subjects possible in my load for this term. 2 of them is a tutorial class with one in which I am the only student, the rest are really really hard ones with extra

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1145688147684614402006-04-18T14:39:00.000+08:002006-04-22T14:42:27.703+08:00

First day of classes. For normal students, it's the day they've all been dreading for as they will not be able to just stay at home and watch Oprah (OK, maybe the Oprah part is not for the normal ones). Yesterday is that day for Mapuans and the weirdest thing is... I was excited. I really am. After being gone for almost 6 months, I was excited to see the inside of a classroom again, to be with

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1144821595940847222006-04-07T18:50:00.000+08:002006-04-12T14:00:18.003+08:00

Another boring day so let me just say the tidbits... Thanks to my new iPod Radio Remote (this shameless plug is sponsored by Apple. Think Different.) I began to listen to Chico and Delamar's show again on my morning commute. It has a drawback though...I get stared around by people in the MRT and the FX because of my sudden bursts of laughter. I arrived at the office at around 9:30am (that's an

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1144308414548736742006-04-06T15:18:00.000+08:002006-04-06T15:26:54.560+08:00

When I submitted my resignation letter to my employer, I said it's because I'm going back to be a full-time student and when he asked if I am transferring to another work, I said no. I lied. Well, technically I didn't because I did not intend to work in another company while studying but an opportunity came and I said "why not?" Dell has established a call center a few blocks away from our home

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1144076586300389742006-04-03T21:52:00.000+08:002006-04-03T23:09:06.960+08:00

I feel free!!! I really do. I feel giddy the moment I woke up this morning and up until the time I hit my bed to sleep. The reason? I resigned from my work. Yep, paper filed, just doing the mandatory 30-day that is stated on the contract and I'm outta there. No, I will not transfer to another job. I just don't feel like working there anymore, it's that simple. It used to be a company that I love,

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1143706209130068612006-03-30T16:10:00.000+08:002006-04-03T11:06:39.136+08:00

It's amazing how so much can change by just one idea. For the past month I was depressed, not having the will to live anymore. I walk along the streets, wishing a passing car would hit me and I'll be dead on the spot, ending me on my misery. Then this pilot thing came and everything change. I don't want to die anymore, I want to live until I see the day when I'll be a captain of an Airbus A380

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1143546974937182232006-03-28T19:55:00.000+08:002006-03-28T19:56:14.946+08:00

Ahhh....a few days ago I was basking in my dreams of being a pilot, researching for flight schools, informing my friends beforehand on my impending exit from the office and arranging a timeframe to finish my Computer Science degree to hop on directly to pilot training. Sadly, it came across a bump in the road, the first one in a very long journey. Philippine Airlines (PAL) Learning Center is

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I am going to be a Pilot. Yep, you've read a right, there's nothing wrong with your vision, I am going to be driving a plane, go to far away places and conquer the sky. See, ever since high school I always thought I'm gonna be a programmer, the one that will discover and write the next big thing in the industry and have a desk job. Now that I got it, it hit me how boring this job is. Everyday, I

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1143019627253329512006-03-15T17:27:00.000+08:002006-03-27T22:16:31.753+08:00

We left Disneyland but the magic doesn't end just yet. Though most people who exit the park went straight to the MTR station, we headed to the Disneyland Bus Terminal to catch a shuttle service to our hotel.     Disney's Hollywood Hotel looks even better at night. The neon blue lights take you back to the golden years of Hollywood. The attention to detail is amazing from the painting of the

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We promised ourselves that we'll get up early today as we want to make the most out of Hong Kong Disneyland but holy crap we overslept! Well actually, I woke up just in time but Ryan was still sleeping. Seriously dude, if you're reading this, you've got some sleeping problem. It's alright though because we managed to be at the Yau Ma Tei MTR station by 10am.     Cutting to the chase...around 20

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[cue alarm sound, "Morning has Broken by Cat Stevens"] I bolted right up and slap my head, "I'm twenty, fuck!" Checked my phone, only a number of people greeted me including my parents. Some didn't, can't say I don't care. As usual, Ryan is still sleeping. Checked my Discover Hong Kong Visitor's guidebook thinking of things to do for today. We passed by the Space Museum yesterday and that looks

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As much as we wanted to explore Macau, we just couldn't leave our hotel bedroom! It's so nice and cozy and we like to get our money's worth. We had a buffet breakfast but the food is crap. We ate it anyway, as long as it's free. Took a shuttle bus to the ferry station around noon as we prepare to go to Hong Kong. We passed by Macau Tower, it's a pity my plan to skyjump on it didn't push through

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Bags packed, passports ready, we're ready to go! Ryan and I arrived around 1:00 PM at the Diosdado Macapagal International Airport (DMIA) which looks like a Bus Terminal without the vendors selling cans of biscuits. Our flight bound for Macau departs at 4:15 PM but we were both very surprised to find out that it is delayed until 8:05 PM. Yep, almost 4 fucking hours. We were made to wait outside,

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We're off to Hong Kong around this time today. I haven't been out of the country for 5 years now and it's a vacation that I've been looking forward to since Christmas. Guess what? I'm not excited. In the back of my head, I keep thinking that once we took this trip, and we arrive back to Manila after a week then it's all over. I will be back to my usual routine, not having a thing to look forward

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Who am I kidding? Nobody cares that I'm miserable. I keep on hoping that if I act weird and show that I have a problem, that they will care, at least one little bit. But nothing, of course, nothing. It's always been that way. I am always alone. I don't bother telling what my problem is because they will never understand. For them, I'm a kid with kiddie problems. I know, i just know. I am alone

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Ginny is sick. Her keyboard stopped working after I had her cleaned. It's the most tragic thing that have ever happened to her. To Ginny: I am so sorry if you feel that I have abandon you! I know I always conveniently forget to clean you when you're so dirty and I haven't bought you that extra memory that I promised but I swear I will make it up to you once you're better. Please do get better

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I need a good dermatologist. Fast. I'm starting to break out again. I know it sounds girly but who cares, I don't want a face full of zits. I have given up going to my derma since it's way too expensive and I believed that Accutane made my acne go away already and I didn't continue the meds since it's way too expensive. I was wrong. Now, these stupid humongous pimples are back in full blast.

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I was awaken by a friend's text that there might be no work today because of a commotion in Fort Bonifacio. I immediately snatched my laptop and scour for information. Apparently, a military stand-off happened during Sunday night causing Malacanan to suspend classes in all levels this Monday. As much as it would be great if I don't have to come to work on Monday, I am fucking pissed off at all

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Two weeks without a new entry? Well, things have been pretty crazy lately. There are tons that happened within those two weeks but I always get sleepy whenever I bring up Blogger. We finally moved in to our new home in the top floor of our building (I'd like to call it the Penthoushe, hehe) and I'm kinda liking it. We're still not totally settled it because there are boxes everywhere, dust on

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When I arrive at the office on Monday morning, people usually ask "How's your weekend?" and I reply with a very enthusiastic "Pretty good." thinking of the things that I've done or the lack thereof. But really, my weekends usually turn out well as it has become a routine for me. Saturdays are spent at Rockwell either alone or with a friend to watch a movie or just hang around. Sundays are spent

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1139540647492367162006-02-10T11:04:00.000+08:002006-02-10T11:04:07.540+08:00

Why do we all love to pretend? We pretend we are somebody when we're really nobody. We pretend we are alright when we are really not. We pretend we are happy but deep inside we are miserable. We are built to pretend. We are all good actors. God allows us to think it all out before blurting it out. We are designed to say just what we want to say and act what we want to act. It's exhausting. I

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I am so druunnnkkk. Ahahaha... I know it's just midnight but we started early. I can barely type! Ahihihi...I haven't been this drunk in a long time...Woo hoo! What the hell Mark, why are you listening to Sarah Mclachlan? No! I'm listening to Death Cab for cutie! No it's Sarah Mclachlan! You're not making sense! I am soooooooooo drunk........

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I've made my decision. No forces in the world can stop me. I am getting an XBOX 360. See, I've been drooling over that piece of equipment ever since I was blinded by its white shiny casing and green-colored light around the power button. I tell you, it seems like Bill knocked on my door and asked me, "Mark, if we will design the next xbox, what color would you like it to be?" Well, obviously a

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Arghhhh...MONDAY! Don't you just want to hit that stupid fucking word with a pogo stick. I was happy yesterday for a moment and still am when I wake up but when I set foot on that stupid gym it sunk in to me that it is Monday, the start of another very loooonnnggg week. Hold on a moment...did I just mention I was happy? Yes, I am...and it's all because of Maria. Before you think any further...

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I feel numb. I just had the most intentse workout I had ever done in the last few months. Unfortunately for me, intense means adding 5 pounds to my usual weight which isn't really that much. I have a feeling all of those hardwork meant nothing because of what I'm drinking right now. I tell you, whipped creams are evil. It's nice not worrying about anything for a day. I'm spending the rest of the

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Before you continue, this is not a post about a movie I just watched or some idiot picking his nose in public. This is yet another one dramatic entry. I feel insignificant. Now, before you think I'm having suicidal thoughts, I'm not. I think it's the most cowardly stupid thing one can do no matter how small or humongous your problem is. So, you can stop worrying now (ha! like someone is actually

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Living in the past, that's what I have been doing for years now. I keep looking back on the things that happened in the past year, how it affected me in countless ways. I can't sleep as I think about the events leading to where I am right now. if only I could change even just one, how different would my life be. Change is something that I could attest to. If ever someone would write a book or

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OK, why is everyone making such a big-ass deal on this Pacquiao-Morales fight? This morning my dad, who is not a boxing fan, was like "gangway...i'm watching the tv" and I was like "uhmm, they're not showing it until 11am?". And then while I was getting ready to go to church this annoying AM radio announcers was talking about it like it's some kind of huge event. They were like "Pacquiao's chest

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If you're gonna see one movie this week...forget the unnecessary sequel, forget the silly rumor and carry your butts over to a screening of Little Manhattan. Everything is just so perfect from the gorgeous Manhattan scenery to that unforgettable love story. Heck, even the songs used in the movies are all awesome. I was with Abi when I watched this and when the credits rolled, we both said "Ang

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Does this ever happen to you... There's a prospect of something new, something great and probably something that will change your life forever. You think about whatever it is every waking moment. You prepare, you pray every night wishing that everything would come true. In this prayer, you have a perfect picture of what your life would be when the moment you've been waiting for arrives, how

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1137646910767904922006-01-19T12:49:00.000+08:002006-01-19T13:03:46.076+08:00

It's finally done! markBlog 2.0 featuring 2 all new re-designed sections. Here's a rundown of what's new Home (Blog) -If it ain't broke don't fix it right? I think the old design is perfect that's why I only made quite a few color revisions -markMix is now up and functional. It will feature songs that I think is appropriate to whatever mood I'm in. First song to be featured is Jars of Clay's

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It's one of those days again when I'm feeling all depressed and lonely. I don't know why, well actually, I do know why but this blog has become public to people that know me other than my closest friends so I'd rather not say. Is being 19 still considered a kid? It seems that no one takes me seriously and I freakin' hate it. Is it the way I talk, the way I stand or the way I dress? Or maybe I'm

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I promise I'll post and entry to this blog at least every other day. Really. I realize how awesome it is to look back on my life 1-2 years from now and see how much I've change. Watched Narnia again for the second time today...I'm with Ryan with this one when I say that I want a sword. I checked out one of those hobby shops and the one they have doesn't look as awesome as in the movie. It kinda

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Have I ever mentioned how awesome and brilliant Steve Jobs is? I don't know, he can sell a used toothbrush for a hundred bucks if he takes the center stage and make a Keynote presentation about it. I woke up at 5am today just to watch the Macworld 2006 Keynote webcast. I won't mention the products here because you've probably heard about them already. I'm envious of my boss because he already

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Hey! It's Christmas!!! Typing this while inside the car on the way to the Powerplant Mall to shop (it's my mom's treat ehehhe). We just came from visiting my aunt in Novaliches which has become a Christmas tradition. As much as I want this Christmas to be the best ever, it just can't happen because I have a cold. I was feeling horrible since yesterday and I almost fainted while attending the

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1134030885701250042005-12-08T16:27:00.000+08:002005-12-08T16:34:45.703+08:00

Obviously, this is my first post in a looonng time. I got a Mac! It's a pearly-white iBook G4 and I got it about 3 months ago. I lied about the pearly-white thing, it's now filthy-white :D Guess what? It's thursday and I'm not at work. I figure I take a break since it's finals week in our school and my head is killing me. I'm now doing my homework here at UCC in Rockwell but I ended up pigging

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A month. That's how long I haven't been blogging. A million things happened since then but I don't have the gift of time anymore to divulge all of them. To cut it short, life is good. The school part? Not so much and I couldn't care less. I still wish to enroll next term but I'm taking it slow, maybe just a couple of subjects. I still have a mind-numbing headache until now so I couldn't write

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Guess what? We. Got. The. Job. How is that freakin' possible? Who cares! I am now a full-time PHP programmer at some-company (I don't want to say it yet, I might jinx it ;) ) in Valero Street, Makati. I still can't effing believe it even until now. Then why am I still miserable? Because I am also a FULL-TIME STUDENT at some-school in Makati. I sorted out my schedule with one of my professors and

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It's Valentine's Day and what am I doing here blogging? It's because I've got no plans. Zip. Zilch. Nada. It's a stupid non-holiday anyway so why celebrate it (guess where all the bitterness is coming from). I wanted to ask out somebody when she told me that she also doesn't have any plans for tonight but I just couldn't do it. I am so freakin' stupid. Went to school as usual this morning and

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It's the weekend and I'm having a horrible time. It started yesterday when I'm suppose to meet-up with a friend (if you're reading this, you know who you are...eheheh) and ended up with him cancelling due to 'various conditions he cannot control'. That is after I've went back to our house, faced the rush hour traffic while in a stinky bus, walked from EDSA to Rufino, waited for 3 hours and drank

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1107080318654410322005-01-30T18:18:00.000+08:002005-01-30T18:18:38.653+08:00

As promised, I have a new home on the web! It's www.markcas.com! astig! I found this great deal that Yahoo! Small Business is offering and you can buy a domain for $4.95 so that's just around 280 pesos. Hosting is provided by Marvin's Web and of course still powered by Blogger (better than my own PHP-written blog before ;) ). Stay tuned for more exciting updates like the new markMix...surprise

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Another boring Thursday for me since I stayed home the whole day, writing code for my Java homework. I still don't get this whole classes thing...damnit. I'm loving my iPod day-by-day. I went to the bank and deposit my payment for my new host (gonna register markcas.com soon) and I thought since I'm passing by Nurniza's to drop-off some CDs and get paid in return, I figure I'll just deposit

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I know, I know, I haven't been blogging lately since I'm a bit pre-occupied with tons of stuffs. There's writing thesis proposals, laughing at the dorks in American Idol and organizing my music collection. I tell you, correcting ID3 tags of more than a thousand songs...definitely not an easy task. Just watched 3 shows back-to-back-to-back this afternoon and I'll do this thing where I comment

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My iPod is making me spend loads of cash I can't imagine spending before. Yesterday I went from mall to mall looking for solutions to remove the scratches on my 2-week old gadget and I found iCleaner which costs an unbelievably expensive 1500 pesos! It's a small damn bottle for goodness' sakes. Then I bought a clear protector so that I don't have to use my bulky iSkin and it costs another P950!

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My class schedule this term officially sucks. I'm here at home because I have, get this, a 7.5 HOUR BREAK on my MWF classes! Plus I have to move my workout from 10:30am to noon which means more people to hog the equipments. You know what, I'm always wondering how come the people at my gym are big, buff guys whereas beginners like me are almost non-existent? I mean those guys gotta start somewhere

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1104833755752327102005-01-04T18:15:00.000+08:002005-01-04T18:15:55.753+08:00

Hahaha...I thought I'll stop being 'pa-importante' and join the Blogger bandwagon. This way I could post my entries easily and hassle-free without having to pay the bills! Isn't that nice? Anyway, I'll post my real entry later or tomorrow.

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1104809167077459892004-12-16T21:15:00.000+08:002005-01-04T11:26:07.076+08:00

First day of vacation, guess what did I do? Went to Quiapo and check out some DVDs to watch this very short 2-week break. Wasn't able to buy anything though, they're all crap and we all know that there's no way I'm going to buy pirated copies of Prisoner of Azkaban or else I'll ruin my Harry Potter collection ("What a geek"--says the voice in your head). Got the money from my sister last night

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1104809127492027452004-11-29T19:47:00.000+08:002005-01-04T11:25:27.493+08:00

This article got me all excited about the new Gateway Mall in Araneta Center. According to them, some of the cinemas will be open by November 26 so that we could see how nice is it there. Since I practically christened Greenbelt 3 and Shang's cinemas (meaning I'm the very first person to buy a ticket from there), I decided to check go watch a movie even if I've already seen whatever they're

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If you're anything like me, you've probably found yourself going to the nearest Apple Center, pressing your face against the glass window, drooling over the new Macs and their very cool Aqua interface and asking yourself why, why do they have to be so damn expensive? Well, until the time comes when I start earning enough money to buy a Mac, I decided to turn my Windows XP system into one. A

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Ever been so broke you want to sell your soul to the devil? Well, I'm not there yet but this is as close as I can ever get. I use to not care about the money I spend daily at school since my allowance is more than enough but with all the bills that I'm paying this month, I might just have to do anything to make a buck or two. Yesterday, I texted most of my friends asking if they want a mixed CD

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661446181104214613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639985.post-1104808734046029612004-11-16T22:38:00.000+08:002005-01-04T11:18:54.046+08:00

Just saw the 60-second CBS promo of The Amazing Race and it's absolutely amazing! I couldn't be more exciting for tomorrow's premiere. For those who didn't know, the 2-hour premiere starts at 9am on Studio 23. Primetime telecast is at 8pm on AXN and at 8:20pm on 23. I found a 24 season 3 box set from a stall in some store and finished it in 2 days. It's still a great show but I like season 2

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Isn't it nice when you choose to go back to the life you used to live even for just one day? Today, I went back to being a couch potato and watch TV the whole day. We're talking about 8 hours worth of TV-viewing starting with an episode of Lost and topping it off later with the latest episode of The O.C., all thanks to the wonders of a broadband connection, BitTorrent, and a CD burner. And oh, my

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Whew! After days of hardwork, it's finally done! My spanking new site. Since this is my very first entry, I'm going to yak about all the things that you can expect from the all new markBlog: Mobile Cam - It's basically my old moblog from TextAmerica with a revamped design to match my new silver theme. Portfolio - A place where I showcase, ok, boast about my webpage

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