tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57051057797302944172011-11-28T07:15:26.884+08:00I am finally going to open upTheo Jrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13345103942394998329noreply@blogger.comBlogger351100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5705105779730294417.post-57944929919974726532010-10-15T10:18:00.002+08:002010-10-15T10:37:16.073+08:00

Wala pa ako nagagawa sa appendices xDKelangan nga ba talaga mga iba dun?And hindi pa pala naayos ung format nya.Illustrations.doc - Floor Plan and Topology illustrationsI.doc rhian.docStructured Cabling.doc - Main Dountitled.jpgzairyl.doc

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UncertaintyRiver of tears,Covered in dust.Eyes twisted, unsureConfused and in pain.Green yet black,Blockade of thorns.Fading darknessOr blinding light?Cold winds,Shivering fright,Brings blessed rain,Or ugly tempest?

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This weeks the sports fest of the college I am attending and all of the students are assigned a team to participate in and most of the students are given certain events and activities to do for the sake of our team.Among the members of our team, I was one of the three persons assigned to create a banner. Well, I had no choice but to submit a sample to our team advisers and I thought I might as

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Days In My DarknessIt was as if just yesterday,When in the darkness I dwelled.When chaos upturned each day,And when emptiness drowns me.It was yesterday's dawn,When I wished for death,When I loathed my own life,When I hated each moment.Yet it was also yesterday,When an unexpected light came my wayWhen darkness was left in the shadows,When my fears were cast away.It was just last nightWhen instead

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LonelyWalking down this road of damnation,Trying to trudge the street of redemption.It was fourteen days since I touched your silky skin,I'm so lonely you within that I could just scream.This isn't a poem of sweet wine,Simply my feelings expressed in rhymes.This isn't to please anybody,But to express the sadness residing in me.I'd rather hear your soft whisper or angry screams even,Than be shut

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DreamerI'm a dreamer without a dream. I don't try to talk with the moon, nor do I live in a world of my ideals. I am the dreamer that envisions the reality. Call me crazy, but all I want do is pour my heart out, even if it leaves me al exposed and vulnerable. You don't have to trust what I say, I've lied through life so many times. All I am asking is you try to read my hearts contents and judge

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Devil's GuiltI am feeling guilty,for questions so nutty.I ask for the impossible,causing unnecessary troubles.Your consciousness sprained,heart crushed in pain,I am nothing but selfish,a devil's personification in flesh.This may be my shortest poem ever. I just wanted to express my thoughts right now.

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A Strange EulogyHe was a fine friend,some of my troubles he mend.He is my night's companion,both as bother and minion.Now he is gone,I realize what he has done.He wanted attention,so he chose death's detention.I had never realized,that you were such a prize,until you won't breath,until I can't feel your heat.It may seem strange,to make a eulogy's page,for a thing to top,and most of all, a

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I wrote the following letter to a local newspaper, Sunstar, in our area. I never thought that they would publish it as an article, as my purpose was just to call their attention. But just a day after I wrote the letter, on August 1, 2009, Sunstar published my letter in the column "Speak out".The following is the exact words on the article:AMA First Before SLUGOOD day to Sunstar. I have just read

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This is a poem I dedicate to my loved one, who I fondly call my baby.My ResolveI want to see your elusive eyes,I long for your very smile,the sweet smell of your skin,your hair of black satin.My life is because of you,You reside in my heart, that's true.Without you, I will be gone,without your love, I am undone.So even if I defy my destiny,even if life's against you and me,I will try my very

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To keep track on my posts, I just created a new directory located on the top right side of my blog. The links there redirect to a post where links are posted.

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Here is a list of the posts where I incorporated my own drawings.My Dog Sketches

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Here is a list of essays and opinions I have created.My First Local Newspaper ArticleSelfishnessKeepingmyChangesPleasure's IllusionFreewill and SocietyCalvin and Hobbes - 1 Television LearningPhilippines EDSA 2 - Looking Back into HistoryI Survived - Suicide DocumentaryDreamerAMA '09 Sports Fest: Blue Spartans Banner

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Here is a list of all the poems I have posted here.My Resolve - dedicated to my babyDevil's GuiltThe Strange EulogyBeautymyDreamDark AngelMy TrialHurtStraying from the lineMeme's are FloodedWorker's PlightPath to InsanityDays In My DarknessLonely

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Again, I don't know what is in her mind. She teases me then leaves me alone. She says something sweet and the next second she doesn't say anything at all. She always leaves me hanging.I call her my baby, yet I feel like I am not treating her that way. I had been careless. A baby's laugh is heaven yet a baby's cry is hell and we've both seen hell so many times. Even this distance between us is a

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I feel so lonely. I am living yet I am so dead. I am incomplete, a lifeless doll waiting for the end, without a purpose. That is how I feel right now, alone and miles away from the one I love.I had known her for more than a year now. Yet, I don't know anything about her. Still, I feel so attached to her. I don't know what she is thinking and I don't really know how she feels, yet I am believing

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For months, maybe even years now, I've been living a carefree life. I've lived denying the truths and facts that are right before my eyes. I've been living a life without a goal, a life without meaning. I have always thought that this is where life stops and I have known everything I needed to know.But to think that I had been so wrong. There is so much more in life. There are so many things to

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BeautyBeauty, what is beauty?Is it a girl filled with pity?Is it a lady in sorrow,that on her cheeks, tears flow?Should she be fair,that everyone just stares.Fair, what is fair?Is it simply white, or a face that's rare?Is beauty a field of flowers?or the sound of rain showers?Is she a young girl or mother nature?Is beauty born with or grown and nurtured?But what I do know,is that your beauty will

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My DreamI went through a hard test,crossing a lush forest,parrying teeth of beasts,and dodging sting of bees.From the main road I strayed,I forged my very own way,then I found an unending line,that led me to your very mind.But the wounds I had will heal,when your soft skin i can feel,when you soft smile shines,and when your heart is mine.Oh, I will look for you,so my dreams can come true,that

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This is my first attempt on acrostics. So I would appreciate criticisms and comments. Thanks.Prompt # 1 DANCINGDangerousActions andNever endingCommotion.ImpulsiveNew moves, nowGone...Prompt # 2 JAMJoy swelling,Aching forMagical motions.Prompt # 3 THRILLERThoughtsHaunting theRiddledInsides.Lounging andLumbering in anEmotionalRide.Prompt # 4 SMOOTH CRIMINALShadowsMovingOn andOverThe law.Hungering

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Dark AngelAre you the dark angel,Who came to this world to mingle?You came to see the world.To me, it is hazy and blurred.Where will you go now,You who's dark as crow?Take me with you,I'll follow no matter where you go.Will you be amused,or simply be confused?For I am a man in the dark,waiting for you to leave a mark.Are you the one people hated,Or are they simply amazed?I will follow you with

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My TrialI tried to reach the light,and I didn't gave in without a fight.But in life, I am lost.Without you, I am but a ghost.Further in the darkness I slide.With rules, I can never abide.Life crushed my spirit,I am tried to my very limit.Everytime I make a step,I slip further into the depths.A man can't fight his nature,especially that I am a dark creature.But in the face of failure,I want to

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HURTPain, why are you inside me?From you, why can't I flee?My blind heart, you're crushing to dust.With the wind, you make it rust.Tears within me won't come out.Pain and love, both bold and in doubt.Heavy heart pulls me to the depths.I can't cry but my heart wept.For more, I had longed for.But love, what do you have in store?More pain, to drown me with tears?Or joy, so my soul can cheer?I'm

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Most men pursue pleasure with such breathless haste that they hurry past it. — Soren Kierkegaard Life is an illusion. It may sound ironic, but that is the phrase I live with. It can have many interpretations and many applications. The quotation of Soren Kierkegaard sparked my mind to remember an application of the phrase I live with, which explains some of my actions.Pleasure is something that

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Well, we are given freedom for the last 30 minutes from our FreeElec3 - Advanced Web Design and Program to do whatever we want and I decided to use it to write on this blog. I just have to write something about the discussion we had earlier on another subject.Society Can Either Make or Break YouThe new professor have an interesting way of presenting the lecture and ideas. Unfortunately, I wasn't

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I've always strayed from the line. I don't conform to norms. Though, it is not my intention, I sometimes look at things differently. If life would be compared to a race while following a straight line, I would be looking sideways and straying on the sidewalks. Sometimes, this is the reason I finish last. And sometimes, it is the reason that I can take shortcuts and finish early.a line have an

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Well, on my last hour, I was thinking of posting some poetry and participate in meme express' daily prompt and Simply Snicker's Poetry Prompt. Unfortunately for them and me, the prompter is flooded and the prompt will be released on Wednesday. So, with no prompt to work with, I think I will just create a poem for this situation.here i sit,looking for some witto create a comforting wordbut without

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This is the first day of school for this semester. Honestly, I don't like to go to school again. I am not against school in any way, it is just that sometimes i am bored by the lessons. Sometimes, or most of the times, they are like reviews of my self study sessions and when I am trying on new codes.But honestly, I want to change my attitude about school. Before, I was thinking that I know

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After 24 hours of packing, 8 1/2 hours of travel, 6 hours of sleep, 3 hours of enrollment I am finally sitting in front of a computer with an internet connection.Well, just wanted to post something while I am in school and it may take some time before I get my own internet connection at me boarding house. And i will be posting more when I have the time.

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I've decided to post Calvin and Hobbes Comics each week. I will be posting the one's I've liked and the one's that have some meaning in my life.I don't know if William B. "Bill" Watterson II really intended Calvin and Hobbes to have such deep meanings about life. After all, Calvin and Hobbes' characters are six year olds, and probably the target market is younger people.Well, here is my first

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Worker's PlightI toil for gold,but what's in sight?Nothing but moldand dust in flight.Each time i swing,pickaxe hits a stoneand I'm wishingto see my home.Each morning startsin my love's songs.But left my heartwhere it belongs.So I salutethose at the top,who plays the flutewhile we don't stop.I hope I am not too late for submitting this poem. I just learned about Simply Snickers and The Meme

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Path to Insanity-jethro08 a.k.a. Theo JrWith tears, i try to find,the roads of laughter in mind.Each path i take,my heart always breaks.Each course I will climb!But with aching foot and limb,I will but retire with regret.In the end, is this all I get?I have tried words.I even painted birds.Every craft i tried.But I guess my brain is just fried.But who else to blame,for i am going insane.And in

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I've never been in a protest before. Nor have I ever thought of joining one in the near future. Up to this point, you may not understand why then I am writing a post about EDSA2. But let me explain the reason on my post.I was reading a post in Weekend Wordsmith and their prompt is Protests. Ideas struck my head. I have had been long wondering a lot of things about protests. There had been many

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I had been fascinated by the world of art years before. It had always been at some point a stress reliever and a medium of expression for me.I've started on pencil and/or charcoal sketches. I also tried doing colored paintings but I just can't get a good painting together. I later discovered that, unfortunately, I have mild color blindness. I can't see some shades of red and green, which

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I am watching the suicide documentary from I survived, and I just can't help but to see myself in the person being interviewed. His name is Brian and he have attempted committing suicide two times.When he described his background, I felt like I was looking at a mirror. We are both active and doing good at school. We both know how to make friends. We both know how to look happy to everyone else,

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