<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:55:30.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of thoughts and occurances</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-111778708168314225</id><published>2005-06-03T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T01:24:41.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seduced by the dark side</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/orangejooz/darth-larry.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pika found this on M&amp;M's site and told me about it. hahahaha! thought i'd just share. ang cute e, plus he's orange. did some minor editing, like putting in a background and reflections. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOW BEFORE DARTH LARRY!!! hahahhhahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-111778708168314225?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111778708168314225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=111778708168314225' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/111778708168314225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/111778708168314225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/seduced-by-dark-side.html' title='seduced by the dark side'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-111035041343096436</id><published>2005-03-08T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T22:40:13.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogthings</title><content type='html'>CHARMER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: The Charmer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/charmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a master at intimate conversation and verbal enticement.&lt;br /&gt;You seduce with words, by getting people to open up to you.&lt;br /&gt;By establishing this deep connection quickly, people feel under your power.&lt;br /&gt;And then you've got them exactly where you want them!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRAINS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/seducerquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 35% Left Brained, 65% Right Brained&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/rightorleftbrainedquiz/"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRAIN GENDER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 46.67% Female, 53.33% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both sensitive and savvy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/genderbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASSION COLOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Passion is Orange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/orange-passion.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sex life is driven by your wild fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;For you, sex is a dramatic performance where you are the star.&lt;br /&gt;And you love putting on a wild act for your lover, trying to top last night's show.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you enjoy the actual sex is irrelevant... it's all about putting on a good &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/colorpassionquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Passion?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELEMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Element Is Fire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your passion and emotion are as obvious as the brightest flame.&lt;br /&gt;You make sparks fly, and your passion always has the potential to burst out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are exciting and creative - and completely unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes exercise control, and sometimes you let yourself go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends describe you as sensitive, spirited, and compulsive.&lt;br /&gt;Bright and blazing with intensity, you seem mysterious and moody to many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/elementquiz.html"&gt;What's Your Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISCES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;font-size: 14pt;'&gt;You are &lt;b&gt;73&lt;/b&gt;% Pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/pisces.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/astrologyquizzes.html"&gt;How much do you match &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your zodiac sign?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-111035041343096436?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111035041343096436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=111035041343096436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/111035041343096436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/111035041343096436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/blogthings.html' title='blogthings'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-110843442314263118</id><published>2005-02-15T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T21:38:40.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UP FAIR</title><content type='html'>thanks to mick for the info. kita-kits tayo dun friends! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UP Fair 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Monday)&lt;br /&gt;The UP ALPHA SIGMA FRATERNITY&lt;br /&gt;presents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUV A-FAIR&lt;br /&gt;(not your ordinary valentine concert)&lt;br /&gt;February 14,2005, 6 pm.&lt;br /&gt;UP Sunken Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring:&lt;br /&gt;Parokya ni Edgar&lt;br /&gt;Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;Sugarfree&lt;br /&gt;Urbandub&lt;br /&gt;Spongecola&lt;br /&gt;Cambio&lt;br /&gt;Imago&lt;br /&gt;The Youth&lt;br /&gt;Twisted Halo&lt;br /&gt;Blue Ketchup&lt;br /&gt;Milk 'N' Money&lt;br /&gt;Hale&lt;br /&gt;UP Bands and many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets @ 60 Php each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;FAIRSTER 2&lt;br /&gt;February 15, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;featuring the exclusive performances of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.O.T. &amp; Rivermaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urban Dub&lt;br /&gt;Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Break Island&lt;br /&gt;Brownman Revival&lt;br /&gt;Hale&lt;br /&gt;Stonefree&lt;br /&gt;6 Cycle Mind&lt;br /&gt;Cambio&lt;br /&gt;Imago&lt;br /&gt;Sugarfree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE-FLOWING Lipton Iced Tea starts at 7 pm. [ayos&lt;br /&gt;diba!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May booth ang portia sa may AS pwede kayong bumili ng&lt;br /&gt;tickets doon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE UP SIGMA BETA SORORITY PRESENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SISFIRE 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;featuring:&lt;br /&gt;kitchie nadal&lt;br /&gt;sugarfree&lt;br /&gt;sessionroad&lt;br /&gt;moonstar88&lt;br /&gt;sponge cola&lt;br /&gt;kamikazee&lt;br /&gt;cheese&lt;br /&gt;itchyworms&lt;br /&gt;imago&lt;br /&gt;17:28&lt;br /&gt;cambio&lt;br /&gt;brownman revival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus&lt;br /&gt;FREE WALL CLIMBING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP Fair 05 @ the UP Sunken Garden.&lt;br /&gt;February 17, 2004 @ 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets are at Php75.00. Contact jewell @&lt;br /&gt;09163424578 for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one night, turn away from reality...&lt;br /&gt;For one night, surrender yourself to music and&lt;br /&gt;madness...&lt;br /&gt;For one night, just let your mind go, drift away, and&lt;br /&gt;escape to SchizoFAIRnia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, February 18, marks the biggest gathering of&lt;br /&gt;bands ever assembled in celebration of the&lt;br /&gt;much-awaited UP Fair slated on Feb. 14-19. Entitled&lt;br /&gt;SchizoFAIRnia, the Friday Fair Night will deliver&lt;br /&gt;total insanity with a rich lineup of fun and music.&lt;br /&gt;Fortified with the strength of FORTY rock and&lt;br /&gt;alternative groups, SchizoFAIRnia is sure to shake the&lt;br /&gt;Sunken Garden of UP Diliman as the following bands&lt;br /&gt;lead the pack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUGARFREE &lt;br /&gt;SPONGECOLA &lt;br /&gt;SLAPSHOCK &lt;br /&gt;SANDWICH &lt;br /&gt;6 CYCLE MIND&lt;br /&gt;POP FILTER &lt;br /&gt;IMAGO &lt;br /&gt;CAMBIO &lt;br /&gt;URBAN DUB &lt;br /&gt;RAZORBACK&lt;br /&gt;WUDS&lt;br /&gt;GREYHOUNDZ &lt;br /&gt;THE JERKS&lt;br /&gt;MAYONNAISE &lt;br /&gt;BROWNBEAT ALL STARS&lt;br /&gt;RADIO ACTIVE SAGO PROJECT &lt;br /&gt;MILK &amp; MONEY&lt;br /&gt;ITCHYWORMS&lt;br /&gt;BLUE CATSUP&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE &amp; LEMONS&lt;br /&gt;JUAN PABLO DREAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gates open at 5 PM. Tickets are only P80 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-110843442314263118?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110843442314263118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=110843442314263118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110843442314263118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110843442314263118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/up-fair.html' title='UP FAIR'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-110817788693091543</id><published>2005-02-12T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T19:11:26.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BASTUSAN NA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/kjwan-kjwan.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got myself a copy of KJWAN's debut album yesterday amidst vehement protests of my sleep-deprived mind.. not that it thinks that the album is not worth it, but because he is worried about the financial backlash the said purchase might inflict. i'm glad to say though the album didn't disappoint. marc's vocals compliment the raw, powerful guitars, the rythmic bass and the stylin' drums. early faves include "someday" and "drizzle". of course, who could ignore "boomerang" and "daliri"? aw yeah! i recommend this album to EVERYONE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASTUSAN NA! \m/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-110817788693091543?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110817788693091543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=110817788693091543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110817788693091543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110817788693091543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/bastusan-na.html' title='BASTUSAN NA!'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-110733180148968633</id><published>2005-02-02T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T00:10:01.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came across this site, and i saw this. i laughed my ass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Know You're Addicted to Photoshop When...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=left bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 10pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the world with one eye and stock images with the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked what the primary colors are, answer "RGB"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the urge to 'fix' poor quality images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start teaching your significant other to use this "evil" program and in the space of one afternoon convince them it's at least only quasi-evil in the face of PSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ramble about a breakthrough in the piece you're doing to people who have no idea in hell what you're talking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ponder the meaning of existence without layers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never leave the house without a digicam and notepad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drop something and your brain tells you automatically "Ctrl-Z! Ctrl-Z!". When you realize it won't work, your brain tells you "Ctrl-Alt-Z! Ctrl-Alt-Z!" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You're getting dressed for something important and you look in the mirror and realize you would look so much better if you could just tweak the levels a little and apply a slight gaussian blur. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;You stop on the street to rant about cheesey effects that should not be on professional posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scream out fonts as they appear on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have dreams in "glowing edges" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're standing by the ocean and wondering who used Ocean Ripple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to Photoshop. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/addicted.html"&gt;Get Your Own Addicted Meme Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cool things for your blog at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings&lt;/a&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/7902036-110733180148968633?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110733180148968633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=110733180148968633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110733180148968633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110733180148968633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/came-across-this-site-and-i-saw-this.html' title=''/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-110618591442310390</id><published>2005-01-19T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T17:51:54.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>resolutions....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. QUIT SMOKING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - been puffin' the cancer sticks for 5, 6 years now.. i think it's about time i stop, dontcha think? every year the life expectancy of an individual decreases, and i don't need anything ta shorten it. i said i'd quit by the time i'm 25. i'm 24 and my birthday is on march 7, so.. =]&lt;br/&gt;&lt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/orangejooz/graFx/10942673_l.gif"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. STOP LATES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - i hafta admit. i am not a morning person. but, being late an hour or two for work is inexcusable. got ta find a way to wake up early. prob is, i have trouble sleepin' at night, so when i finally doze off, it's 2, 3 am (which leaves me 2-3 hours of uncomfortable slumber). nice no?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3. ADAPT A HEALTHIER LIFESTYLE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -  i have been bitchin' and pinin' and complainin' about not having a "respectable lookin'" bod. it's about time i get down to the business of seriously workin' out. i plan to jog, lift weights, and play basketball or badminton more often. i also plan ta have a balanced diet. summer's comin' up. lol&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/orangejooz/graFx/oblehehehe.jpg"&gt;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4. KEEPIN' IT COOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - i know, i have gone a long way from the larry of old, who's always off brooding in a corner somewhere. the larry who would shout at anyone who would dare confront him. i tried ta curb my anger, but i still feel it sometimes.. it's not something i'm proud of. it has brought nothing but pain for the people i care about.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5. BE MORE CREATIVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -  sometimes i think i don't utilize my free time well. i mean, it's great that i sleep in, or watch TV the whole day. i just wish i could do more productive stuff, like sketch, which is my real passion.. maybe paint a few portraits or abstracts.. go out of town for a few days or so.. read a good book. learn to play the guitar and piano better. write stuff. fix my room.  i dunno. =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;6. MY BETTER HALF&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - take care of sweepea more. 'nuff said.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/orangejooz/graFx/kami-ni-sweepea-blard.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there ya go. some things that i definitely need ta improve myself. friends, if you have any more suggestions, you are all welcome ta post replies. have a great day all! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-110618591442310390?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110618591442310390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=110618591442310390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110618591442310390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110618591442310390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2005/01/resolutions.html' title='resolutions....'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-110353069106786236</id><published>2004-12-20T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T00:18:11.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the holiday rush</title><content type='html'>went to tutuban yesterday with kitty, kel, kabbie, jackie and perry. the place was packed, you could smell what everybody had for lunch.. the day before. we got there around 3, and we went home 10:30 (can you say "shopaholic"?) kitty and i just bought gifts for some friends, and for each other. i got a lot of neat stuff for a bargain! quite tiring, yes, but fun nonetheless. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/me-and-sweepea-xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas and a happy new year all!!! mail me yer presents, ok? imma be waitin' for it. enjoy, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-110353069106786236?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110353069106786236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=110353069106786236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110353069106786236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110353069106786236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/12/holiday-rush.html' title='the holiday rush'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-110300375083544951</id><published>2004-12-14T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T21:55:50.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cure for boredom part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/trampoline.swf" width="299" height="242" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="000000"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this from missy. hehehe... so cool!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-110300375083544951?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110300375083544951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=110300375083544951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110300375083544951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110300375083544951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/12/cure-for-boredom-part-1.html' title='cure for boredom part 1'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-110195181144693100</id><published>2004-12-02T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T17:43:31.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>better late than nevah!</title><content type='html'>these are our halloween pics! yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v418/theunknownartiste/hallwn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and sweepea photo-op.. she did the marlboro label/logo.. isn't she amazing?  at oo, labas nun wala akong silbi! lol =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v418/theunknownartiste/DSC00921.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from l-r: roel as doc ock, jaja and ajo as mild sevens, bien as winston reds, me and sweepea as marlboros, pika and jd as luckies, and miloy as winston lights. we fawkin' roooock! hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won "best barkada costume", by the way. \m/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-110195181144693100?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110195181144693100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=110195181144693100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110195181144693100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110195181144693100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/12/better-late-than-nevah.html' title='better late than nevah!'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-110126608517402563</id><published>2004-11-23T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T19:14:45.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fashionista brouhaha</title><content type='html'>it's my 7th day here in F&amp;H. this isn't going to be as easy as i thought (well, i never thought it would be anyway, but.) it's one thing ta do all those crazy-ass designs for a friendster/myspace, and another to translate it to something tangible (e.g. shirts).. i feel like my bosses aren't satisfied with what i do. i passed like 15+ designs, and only 3-4 were chosen! now what does that say, right? i really need ta up my game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-110126608517402563?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110126608517402563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=110126608517402563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110126608517402563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/110126608517402563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/11/fashionista-brouhaha.html' title='fashionista brouhaha'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-109990530143702375</id><published>2004-11-08T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T01:32:17.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lesson in self-appreciation</title><content type='html'>whew! been a while since i last posted here.. been tied up with a lotta stuff lately.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off... &lt;strong&gt;I GOT ACCEPTED AT F&amp;H!!! &lt;/strong&gt;passed my resume bout 2 weeks ago. they called me up for an interview days after.. i was so friggin' nervous! i managed ta scrounge up some of my works for a portfolio, and off i went one morning. the office is located in roces, quezon ave. (which is miles and miles away from makati, thank god..) the interview was scheduled for 2pm, and, as always, i was running late. i boarded a cab in monumento, and had ta bribe the driver ta speed up his driving. fortunately, i got there 2:10 (hey, it beats getting to work about an hour and a half late. old habits die hard.. lol) i got to the gate, and patiently waited while the guard buzzed me in. she told me to wait by the gate while miss veron, my soon-to-be-boss who will give the interview finishes up something.. i hurriedly took a stick of lights and lighted it. the smooth nicotine that flowed through my dry throat soothed my frayed nerves a bit. after a while, manang guard told me ta go in. as i opened the door, i saw a lot of people inside.. some of them bill collectors.. others fellow applicants. miss veron greeted me with a polite smile and told me to follow her to the conference room. i cautiously made my way to the door of, careful not to step on any toes along the way. i'm pretty sure the people there could hear my every heartbeat. once inside, i fumbled through my bag for my CD folio (which i did in powerpoint, with loads of help from sweepea) and some of my sample works from XAX.. miss v (as kabbie calls her) motioned for me to sit down, which i did nervously. if she noticed my hands and knees shaking, she din't show it. she got out a copy of my resume and started. basically she just asked me stuff about my present work, what software i use, and my fashion know-how.. now, i don't claim ta be a fashion guru, but i have a *ehem* sense of style, so i guess i did pretty well. she seemed ta like my answers and my folio too, which made me relax. a bit. sir allan, another boss-to-be, came in and looked at my folio, and told miss v. he wanted to interview me too. he was more scary than miss v.. he looked kinda too serious to me.. oh well. i din't expect him ta slap me on the back like an old buddy anyways. my interview with him went well too, i may say. he asked me ta stay for the obligatory exam, which kinda caught me off guard. "kabbie din't say anything bout a test after!!!", i thought. i managed a weak "of course sir". the incessant pounding of my heart suddenly audible again. stay calm. you can do this. sir allan asked me ta make an end-of-season sale poster, men's and women's shirt designs, and a pocket flasher (those cardboard thingies that are sewn on a new pair of pants) i looked at the clock: 3:30pm.. can i finish? sir allan waved goodbye as i got to work. i din't know where ta start! plus, the damn computer kept on hanging at first. and there weren't enough images. or maybe i was just nervous and i had artist's block (hey, it can happen!) i was able ta finish 2 shirt designs for males and females, but i was discontented. i was worried they wouldn't like my work. hell, even i din't like it! i was doin' the poster when i saw miss v.'s head peek through the cubicle. "finished?", she asked in a noncommital tone. i slowly shook my head while doing the best puppy-dog-look i could muster. "all i could finish were the shirt designs miss. pangit pa. pangit!", i blurted out. she gave me a semi sympathetic look and said "you wanna take it home? or come back on monday na lang?" i was relieved! i swear, i heard a choir of angels when she said that. i mumbled a quiet "okay, thanks" and stood up, promising to email the test in a day or two. later on, kabbie told me they were prolly interested because she never saw anyone who was given a test right after the interview, and got to take it home too! despite my apprehension earlier, i felt a tiny surge of confidence. they were interested! hahaha!!! i texted kitty, and the four of us (kab, kitty, me and kel) met up at SM north and watched white chicks (which i din't find at all funny, save for that football player who sang "a thousand miles". crazy.) we enjoyed dinner at KFC after (the salad was absolutely loh-ve-lay!) kel and i picked apart the movie, which he din't find funny as well, while kab and kitty kept defending the movie's merits, if there were any. curiously, both of them found the movie amusing. wuteva. oh well, i figgered. at least they're happy. i would just have to be content with my successful F&amp;H day. =]&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-109990530143702375?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/109990530143702375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=109990530143702375' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109990530143702375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109990530143702375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/11/lesson-in-self-appreciation.html' title='a lesson in self-appreciation'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-109671354508617754</id><published>2004-10-02T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T03:39:05.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still....</title><content type='html'>the clouds on my mind have yet to bid goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crimson wave of anger that overcame me hangs over my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frustration dwells inside my wounded heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears threaten to fall, i push them back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silence is my only recluse, for all has been said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words that come out fall on deaf ears anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see her haunting eyes in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probing, innocent and sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i do? what do i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would she care if i shout "i want to stay"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that's been done, after all that's been said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aching chest screams i love her still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-109671354508617754?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/109671354508617754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=109671354508617754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109671354508617754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109671354508617754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/10/still.html' title='still....'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-109566685604728314</id><published>2004-09-20T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T00:54:16.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O, DO WASTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;had a great day yesterday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        ....we had planned it since last week. kitty and i would watch a movie then get coffee (or vice versa) this sunday. we were supposed to meet up at 2pm with kel, her sister kab, perry and gj. the night before, i had a 10 hour drinking spree with my relatives (i drank from 2pm till 12:30am. i had 15+ bottles. really.) so when i woke up, i had the hugest headache.. i contemplated on staying home and nursing my wounds. when kitty called i asked told her i din't wanna go anymore (sucky, but i was really hung over.. blech.) we talked for awhile, then hung up. a few minutes later, she calls again, this time kab and her mom alternately asked me to get my ass outta bed and go.. who could refuse such a grand gesture, right? i immediately texted all parties concerned.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;        ....3 hours later i was sitting in a carwash with gj, perry and kel, waiting for the attendants to finish drying kel's revo (he said it was too dirty to drive). we had stopped there on the way to kitty's house. after 30 minutes, we were saying goodbye to kitty and kab's mom, finally on our way to eastwood. i brought along the Da Vinci code, a book i borrowed from gj (kick-ass book!), wanting to finish it that day. (i was reading it before the aforementioned alcohol-suicide run) i was certain i could, since we were having coffee later anyways.  we got there an hour later, where lette and pao were waiting for us. i immediately plopped down an empty rattan chair, thumbing through the pages to locate the last chapter i was on (curiously, i don't use bookmarks) they chatted away while i was nearing climax (the book, you idiot!) less than an hour later, i was grinning ear to ear as i set down the book and lighted a ciggie... ah.. that was good.. very good (still talking about the book here!) they were finished with their drinks too, so we decided to check dem theatres. everyone voted, and when the dust settled, "the exorcist" was the clear winner (3 voted for it. the rest said "kahit ano") we went up to buy tickets and guess who was there? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;maxene magalona!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a real knockout, that young lady. i could've sworn i heard perry gulp.. hahahaha! the movie was ok.. though i would have expected more from the vaunted "exorcist" franchise. the premise was good, lotsa potential, but they screwed it up a bit. oh well. it was good for a few laughs and scares. at least we saw maxene. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        ....we headed to fazoli's afterwards, where i had the delicate task of choosing between a chicken/pasta combo or a pizza/pasta one. kitty came up behind me and rubbed my tummy.. reminding me how i had to do something about my increasing girth. that seemingly jolted me back to reality. i settled for the former(boo hoo... ) after an hour of good-natured ribbing, laughter and tummy-filling, we made our way back to kel's revo and went home. we dropped off let at home, then stayed at kitty's for an hour more before we got home. as i plopped down on my bed, dead tired, i felt a smile of contentment in my lips as a thought formed in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-109566685604728314?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/109566685604728314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=109566685604728314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109566685604728314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109566685604728314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/09/o-do-waste.html' title='O, DO WASTE!'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-109540096109952061</id><published>2004-09-17T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T23:02:41.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a. K. A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't you see that i don't mean anything bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't you understand that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does everything have to be like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is what i'm asking too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only want your trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-109540096109952061?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/109540096109952061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=109540096109952061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109540096109952061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109540096109952061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/09/k.html' title='a. K. A.'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-109531665663114177</id><published>2004-09-16T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T23:44:05.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here comes the rain again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/ulan2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been awhile since i wrote here.. i've been so busy recently, that i hardly had time to post new nonsensical(?) stuff. don't you wish you just had more time in your hands? i mean, that way, you can do everything you want to do in a single day! imagine a day being 48 hours long! now that'd be swell! you work 10 hours a day.. then go have gimmick with friends at night.. go home, sleep 12 hours, and still have enough time to go to work! imagine the possibilities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, me and sweepea are doing great.. we just celebrated our 2nd month anniversary. i couldn't ask for more.. she takes real good care of me.. i honestly never thought i could be this happy again since tata, but being with her changed that. love you! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and in other news, i finally got my loan approval! i haven't claimed the check tho.. some stupid matter about my name, but that's another story. imma give some of that money to nanay and tatay, to help with the house renovations.. use some for my own stuff, like things for my new room (yes, after 24 years, i FINALLY have my own room! yeah baby!), some new clothes, shoes.. things for sweepea.. i hafta upgrade my pc too! buy my own TV and DVD player.. hmmm... damn. i haven't seen even a peso of my money yet, but it seems like it's already gone! hahahahahaa... er.... moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... still no word yet on my planned resignation here at XAX.. i haven't finished my resume yet! (still wishing for that 48-hour-a-day thingie...) my officemates? way cool. and funny. my work? creative freedom. my extra-curricular activities? get this. i have yahoo messenger, kazaa, counterstrike in my computer, as with unlimited (well, almost) net priveledges. my pay? lower than james earl jones' voice. i mean, c'mon.. it just isn't enough, considering i live in malabon (for those reading this who aren't in the know, malabon and makati are WAAAAY FAAAAR from each other.) plus, i live off my own money now. no more allowances, hand-outs.. one of the reasons why i miss school.. hehe.. lazy-ass bum.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...earthquake earlier, 3am. while people were talking about it, waiting for aftershocks, i was fast asleep in my bed. kinda like what happened in that monstrous 1990/1991 earthquake. people were panicking, meanwhile i was laughing my ass off aboard a jeep, on my way home from school with a couple of buddies. din't feel a thing. oh well. at least i'm consistent. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be the rain. then again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-109531665663114177?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/109531665663114177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=109531665663114177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109531665663114177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109531665663114177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/09/here-comes-rain-again.html' title='here comes the rain again...'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-109353747055396048</id><published>2004-08-26T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T09:26:03.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh happy daaaaaayyy....</title><content type='html'>...so here i was, back in the office after 2 days of pure bliss (i was stuck at home while 2 super typhoons did the waltz all over the country. all i did was eat, sleep and watch DVD's... ah.. the good ol' days...) i got here around 3:30pm, after enduring the rain and the lack of transportation (who can blame 'em? there was friggin' FLOOD everywhere!!) my boss asked, no, BEGGED for me ta come here (which, by the way was pretty fuckin' LAME! guilt really sucks.. big time!) got here, then started workin' on some things i left hangin'... i don't think i ever took a ciggie break once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...guess what? almost 10 hours later, i'm still here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really LOVE this job. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-109353747055396048?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/109353747055396048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=109353747055396048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109353747055396048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109353747055396048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/08/oh-happy-daaaaaayyy.html' title='oh happy daaaaaayyy....'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-109229080278994635</id><published>2004-08-12T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T01:23:03.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts of a bored individual..</title><content type='html'>1. it doesn't matter what you think, people will always think they know better.&lt;br /&gt;2. no matter what good you do in this world, you will never be compensated fully for it.&lt;br /&gt;3. "everything happens for a reason" = BULL.&lt;br /&gt;4. people will use and abuse you.&lt;br /&gt;5. everything is not black and white. there are a LOT of gray areas.&lt;br /&gt;6. people will lie to you to save you from a lotta hurt. problem being, it'll also prevent you from being truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;7. sometimes strangers are easier to talk to than friends.&lt;br /&gt;8. there's always a choice. always.&lt;br /&gt;9. all will eventually be ok.. not because time heals, but because eventually we forget things.&lt;br /&gt;10. there is no such thing as being "too happy".&lt;br /&gt;11. "if it's meant to be, it will happen" = BULL. it's just something people say to comfort themselves, to try to make sense of things they can't understand.&lt;br /&gt;12. sometimes you get sad for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;13. people change, for better or for the worse. it's up to you if you wanna give them a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;14. smile always. it's contagious.&lt;br /&gt;15. try to give everybody the benefit of the doubt. things are not always what they seem.&lt;br /&gt;16. communication is key.&lt;br /&gt;17. always try to compromise. you can't and shouldn't have your way always.&lt;br /&gt;18. never assume. it'll screw you up.&lt;br /&gt;19. be friendly.&lt;br /&gt;20. life is too short to worry about trivial things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above statements are purely the author's own opinion, and in no way represent the opinions of the general public. feel free ta straighten me out if you feel some entries are wrong in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-109229080278994635?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/109229080278994635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=109229080278994635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109229080278994635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109229080278994635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/08/random-thoughts-of-bored-individual.html' title='random thoughts of a bored individual..'/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7902036.post-109203896662047125</id><published>2004-08-09T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T01:30:46.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/rainydays.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there's something about the rain.. the gentle pitter-patter of water on your windows.. the dark sky hiding the sun.. the constant whistling of the wind.. everything is chaotic and serene at the same time. trees and plants bow before the constant assault by nature.. you see people scurrying around, trying to fight a force, an occurence beyond their control..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;all of this.. all this.. leaves me feeling.. melancholic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;why, you ask? i don't know.. maybe i'm just being melodramatic, like my friends always tell me. maybe it's because whenever rain pours down from the heavens, all i see is the sky, crying.. or maybe i just find symbolism where there is none. who knows, right? and at this point, who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7902036-109203896662047125?l=orangezebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/feeds/109203896662047125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7902036&amp;postID=109203896662047125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109203896662047125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7902036/posts/default/109203896662047125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orangezebra.blogspot.com/2004/08/theres-something-about-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>orange zebra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09856650914580884150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/orangepanda/la-charcoal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
