<?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-13769418</id><updated>2012-01-02T13:46:18.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangely Ordinary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-3176922422049538241</id><published>2008-01-28T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T19:25:42.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>murakami's dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5FEhbsuRSE/R5247J5XnbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PcyCAebDJo8/s1600-h/wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5FEhbsuRSE/R5247J5XnbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PcyCAebDJo8/s320/wind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160484074444791218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finish reading this book and although it was really confusing, as usual, but it was also really beautiful.. reading this was like a dream... surreal, exciting, confusing and mysterious.. i love murakami's writing because you get the chance to be thrown into different situations you would not expect and the characters he introduces are very3x interesting.. what i really love about this book is that each character has his/her own story, its like reading 4-5 novels in one book.. murakami takes you to places you would not dreamed of..&lt;br /&gt;im planning to join a book club here in my area and im really hoping this book will bw discussed on the next meeting w/c im very excited about coz it will be my first..&lt;br /&gt;by this book, ive been certified a murakami fan.. hope to read more of his works in the future..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-3176922422049538241?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/3176922422049538241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=3176922422049538241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/3176922422049538241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/3176922422049538241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-finish-reading-this-book-and.html' title='murakami&apos;s dreams'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5FEhbsuRSE/R5247J5XnbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PcyCAebDJo8/s72-c/wind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-3006311496614489718</id><published>2008-01-13T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T11:16:44.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Sessions #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have weird dreams, and this is one of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Characters:&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2 dolphins&lt;br /&gt;2 whales (orcas)&lt;br /&gt;my younger bro&lt;br /&gt;my cousin, apple&lt;br /&gt;and my aunt (who i have not talked to for a very long time bcoz of family issues)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: the place where we used to go swimming when i was a kid (im still a kid =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dream starts with my aunt sitting watching us swimming, me, my bro and my cosuin. a whale then suddenly appeared, and dragged me across the water, and then another whale appeared and they both dragged me. but in this dreams i didnt feel any danger, it was more like im that kid in the movie "free willy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scene changes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was still in the same place, this time there was a low tide and you could see garbage all over the beach. 2 dolphins then appeared, the weird thing is these dolphins were walking in land. then one of them said to me "hey come with me and lets look at some crabs".. so i went with the dolphin and the crab was very3x tiny, and it was blue in color and was just walking around in circles. really weird..&lt;br /&gt;then the other dolphin said, "malibang sa ko" and then my bro said "did2 lng libang kay may green dd2 nga tae"&lt;br /&gt;on this part the place changed into a garbage dumpsite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-3006311496614489718?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/3006311496614489718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=3006311496614489718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/3006311496614489718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/3006311496614489718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2008/01/dream-sessions-1.html' title='Dream Sessions #1'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-117497197565701893</id><published>2007-03-27T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T14:06:15.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>call center</title><content type='html'>i just started my training yesterday as a call center agent and it was quite scary at first but im really confident that ill pass the 1st week of training and the ff weeks of cors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta run... ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-115935588933209910?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/115935588933209910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=115935588933209910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/115935588933209910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/115935588933209910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/09/follow-me.html' title='follow me'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-115820843391877151</id><published>2006-09-14T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T12:33:54.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>greatness=goodness</title><content type='html'>i have this weird feeling that im gonna be known someday. i feel like im destined to do greatness. by greatness i mean doing good things, helping people. i dont know i just feel like in the future, im gonna be doing something humanitarian and im gonna be one of the frontliners. i always feel like i have such a big responsibility in easing the problems of the world. and i'd feel guilty whenever i watch TV and see poeple suffering.&lt;br /&gt;i told my brother about his and he said to me that my intentions are not pure because i just wanna be famous. i told him that yes, it would be a big help to be famous. i mean you cannot preach the truth about the suffering world if our just gonna hide and be "anonymous".&lt;br /&gt;these days people need waking up for we are surrounded with materialistic temptations. most of the poeple now are blind eventhough u see reality everyday. the streetkids, war, hunger, poverty, etc. and yet we seem to not care. we look in the other direction where the pretty flowers and the trees grow.&lt;br /&gt;everyday on TV  we see these politicians saying what is right and what should be done, pursuing things that has no defenite future. its a shame that GOD has given them great skills and yet they use it to put a president down instead of giving all their energies in easing a country's hunger for "silence". this is a cycle and it will happne again and again and again unless someone puts an end to this.&lt;br /&gt;yes, someday im gonna do something........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-115820843391877151?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/115820843391877151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=115820843391877151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/115820843391877151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/115820843391877151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/09/greatnessgoodness.html' title='greatness=goodness'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-115815678933587925</id><published>2006-09-13T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:13:09.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>closed eyes</title><content type='html'>i was watching this documnetary on the discovery channel about this bdhist boy who meditated for 10months without food and water. he was just sitting under atree, eyes closed and staying in the same position for 10mos. staying in the same position for 2 hours is a  pain how much more 10 months. ill die just by this alone. its a given fact that no water within 3days will definitely kill you. and this boy was doing this for 10mos. 10mos!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;before the boy started meditating he said to his brother that he wants God, Himself, to teach him. people were saying the blue light was seen on the boy's forehead and that his body burst into flames.&lt;br /&gt;the weird thig is the boy vanished after 10mos of meditating. just vanished into this air, with no traces of his whereabouts. he's not been seen eversince..&lt;br /&gt;i think this proves the fact that God exists in all form. in jesus christ, in allah, in buddha, etc..&lt;br /&gt;i believe in all religions because each human being has a different level of spirituality. and that each of these religion satisfies that craving. all religions are the same, for all of them points towards doing good. although some has interpreted their beliefs in a voilent way.&lt;br /&gt;i believe that there is salvation in every one of us. and that Gos is everywhere..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-115097678905022804?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/115097678905022804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=115097678905022804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/115097678905022804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/115097678905022804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-penis-name-is.html' title=''/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-114701749468981992</id><published>2006-05-07T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:58:14.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O_o</title><content type='html'>behind the curtain is a show waiting to be performed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-114701749468981992?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/114701749468981992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=114701749468981992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/114701749468981992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/114701749468981992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/05/oo.html' title='O_o'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-114588584393309322</id><published>2006-04-24T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:55:15.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><content type='html'>two things i hate being human, its FEAR AND LAZINESS...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-114588584393309322?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/114588584393309322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=114588584393309322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/114588584393309322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/114588584393309322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/04/blank_24.html' title='blank'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-114300516401662329</id><published>2006-03-22T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T13:30:59.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-rustrated!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;U-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;understated!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rap!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;K-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ick me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-114300516401662329?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/114300516401662329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=114300516401662329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/114300516401662329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/114300516401662329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113956520754768311</id><published>2006-02-10T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:53:27.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's up with the world????</title><content type='html'>I really get pissed off when I see my fellow lasallians ignoring these street chilcren... cant they give at least 1peso of their baon???? i mean what's 1peso to a lasallian???? well some of them say "ahay kaluoy.." but it just ends there.. and then they go on with their lives as if these children will go home into a warm home with food on their stomachs.. it is heart breaking for me bcoz their is such a thing as compassion and i dont see it.. we are more than lucky to be able to eat more than 3x a day and sleep on warm beds.. these children will go home to nothing and eat our shits straight from the ground.. they will die with nothng on their minds but hunger and ignorance which is very sad.. they will go on with their lives, feeling lucky that they have eaten a piece of bread for the day while we complain about how the chicken is not cooked enough or how the pork has more fat than our asses..&lt;br /&gt;its a sad realization from the supposed to be growing intelligence and awareness of teens today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their's another thng.. some will give u reasons like "if we give something to these poor,homeless, ugly children then then will depend on us".. but the question there is who will they depend on????&lt;br /&gt;nothing but us.. they have no education, no proper upbringning and the last is we ourselves will not give them hope that their's a light somewhere in the dark streets.. that their is a future for them and the bad news is we are running out of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should do more....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113956520754768311?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113956520754768311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113956520754768311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113956520754768311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113956520754768311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/02/whats-up-with-world.html' title='what&apos;s up with the world????'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113953852254710238</id><published>2006-02-10T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T10:28:42.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waaaaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>wow! a classmate shared her experiences with me yesterday and by golly she thinks kinda like me. i cant believe that there are people who thinks like me..&lt;br /&gt;i really should meet more people..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113953852254710238?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113953852254710238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113953852254710238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113953852254710238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113953852254710238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/02/waaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='waaaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113888131892106701</id><published>2006-02-02T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T19:55:18.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh.. ok..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/1600/Erap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/320/Erap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The past is a pest....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113888131892106701?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113888131892106701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113888131892106701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113888131892106701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113888131892106701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/02/ahh-ok.html' title='ahh.. ok..'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113819391801181336</id><published>2006-01-25T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T20:58:38.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>donnie darko</title><content type='html'>after watching donnie darko all i can say was "what the fuck is this movie?"&lt;br /&gt;its a compliment by the way..&lt;br /&gt;the bunny man really scared me its like i know him.. shiver,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from what i understand about the film, its about the concept of destiny and time travel..&lt;br /&gt;if things are pre-decided by God or a higher being then what are the purpose of choices?&lt;br /&gt;if we could time travel then could we really change what we want things to change and still have the possiblity of sannity in the present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally i dont think that time travel is possible.. it is stupid.. pasts are things that already are left by time itself and the future is a thing that has not yet been made and time has no knowledge of what it is.. time is the present..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand what im saying, honestly,, hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so confusing especially for thinker like me..&lt;br /&gt;but i do believe that that is the whole purpose of existence..&lt;br /&gt;if one would ask the most intelligent person in the world what life is all about or what is destiny, im sure that person would not be stupid enough to answer it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113819391801181336?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113819391801181336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113819391801181336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113819391801181336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113819391801181336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/01/donnie-darko.html' title='donnie darko'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113741995193670355</id><published>2006-01-16T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T21:59:11.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disturbing#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/1600/barney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/320/barney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i dont know.. there's is something disturbing about this pink dinosaur..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113741995193670355?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113741995193670355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113741995193670355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113741995193670355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113741995193670355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/01/disturbing1.html' title='disturbing#1'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113741975762195820</id><published>2006-01-16T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T21:55:57.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an idea</title><content type='html'>i just got this idea to post things that i find disturbing, strange, stupid or idiotic..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113741975762195820?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113741975762195820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113741975762195820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113741975762195820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113741975762195820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/01/idea.html' title='an idea'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113725601141543775</id><published>2006-01-15T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T00:26:51.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relax</title><content type='html'>smoke..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113725601141543775?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113725601141543775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113725601141543775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113725601141543775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113725601141543775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/01/relax.html' title='relax'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113695410187716392</id><published>2006-01-11T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:35:01.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let me go!!!</title><content type='html'>let me go &lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to&lt;br /&gt;discourage me&lt;br /&gt;but give me hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur a headache&lt;br /&gt;ur a cake&lt;br /&gt;ur a pain&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... ur heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113695410187716392?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113695410187716392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113695410187716392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113695410187716392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113695410187716392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/01/let-me-go.html' title='let me go!!!'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113618692080843176</id><published>2006-01-02T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T15:28:40.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guildmates!!!</title><content type='html'>elo there mates!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/jlx84/Tantra2006010122-58.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113618692080843176?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113618692080843176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113618692080843176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113618692080843176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113618692080843176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/01/guildmates.html' title='Guildmates!!!'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113618496507292832</id><published>2006-01-02T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T14:56:05.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiesta pics</title><content type='html'>here is some of the pics taken during the fiesta. laki ng ilong ko dit0.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;thanx ajie for the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/jlx84/Picture_1001.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/jlx84/Picture_1014.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113618496507292832?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113618496507292832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113618496507292832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113618496507292832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113618496507292832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/01/fiesta-pics.html' title='Fiesta pics'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113614782388837283</id><published>2006-01-02T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T04:37:03.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New years resolution!!!</title><content type='html'>my new years resolution a.k.a things to accomplish in 2006:&lt;br /&gt;1) finish learning japanese, ect...&lt;br /&gt;2) be more enthusiastic&lt;br /&gt;3) less thinking, more action&lt;br /&gt;4) continue exercise routine&lt;br /&gt;5) learn to play the guitar&lt;br /&gt;6) write one short story&lt;br /&gt;7) if possible publish one literary work in the school paper&lt;br /&gt;8) value friends more&lt;br /&gt;9) study more&lt;br /&gt;10) be more thankful&lt;br /&gt;11) rekindle relationship with God&lt;br /&gt;12) forgive slowly('',&lt;br /&gt;13) forget wisely (",&lt;br /&gt;14) be more calm&lt;br /&gt;15) question more, less expectations&lt;br /&gt;16) be more responsible&lt;br /&gt;17) be more loving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113614782388837283?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113614782388837283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113614782388837283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113614782388837283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113614782388837283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='New years resolution!!!'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113394179991060301</id><published>2005-12-07T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T04:49:15.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A blind song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BLIND MAN MUSICIAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a man on a wasteland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eyes filled with sand &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;strumming the strings of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sounds cut like a knife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it echoes through space&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as of glides with grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reaches even the heavens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the clock strikes at 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the wind blows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the grass grows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sky cries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a crow flies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the musician sees God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hearts no longer sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a sound on a string&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can make the world sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113394179991060301?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113394179991060301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113394179991060301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113394179991060301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113394179991060301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/12/blind-song.html' title='A blind song'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113240972124351919</id><published>2005-11-19T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:15:21.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback" rel="tag"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113240972124351919?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113240972124351919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113240972124351919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113240972124351919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113240972124351919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/11/haloscan-commenting-and-trackback-have.html' title=''/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113232331681166337</id><published>2005-11-18T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T22:48:43.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyuuga Hinata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/1600/lovehinata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/320/lovehinata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NarutoFever.com Love Compatibility Test for Guys:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your results are in! If you don't already, you'll eventually feel a need to protect the timid and seemingly fragile heir to the Hyuuga clan. Her struggle to change herself to be stronger touches you and you want to help her. You love the way she blushes and want to hear her whisper your name and play with her finger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hyuuga Hinata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Successor of the Hyuuga clan, shy and timid, your one true love: Hyuuga Hinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rivals:&lt;/strong&gt; - Uzumaki Naruto. Hinata idolizes only Naruto. You gotta beat the crap outta Naruto and makes sure he stays on the floor and then make a speech about how you'll never give up before Hinata will finally look at you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113232331681166337?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113232331681166337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113232331681166337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113232331681166337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113232331681166337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/11/hyuuga-hinata.html' title='Hyuuga Hinata'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113222711123006089</id><published>2005-11-17T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T22:54:10.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am gaara(yeah!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/1600/i-am-gaara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/320/i-am-gaara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naruto Personality Test: Which Evil Naruto Character Are You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your results are in! You're not very stable up there and you're quite a psychopath. But you weren't always like that. Long ago, you innocently searched for love but people feared you as you could not control the power in you. You lost all hopes of receiving love when even your most precious person tried to assasinate you... Now living only for yourself, you are Gaara of the Sand. Oh yah, your best friend is probably a gourd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gaara the Metal Worker &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In real life you have a great affinity with sand and metal. You love the beach and loved playing with sand since young. You like building sand castles at the beach and most possibily you might be a gourd maker when you retire. You are also likely to be in the construction industry or you will be involve with metal works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likely occupations: (Metal Worker) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metal worker&lt;br /&gt;Construction related&lt;br /&gt;Gourd maker&lt;br /&gt;Sand trader&lt;br /&gt;Gourd Artist&lt;br /&gt;Psychopath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GAARA!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113222711123006089?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113222711123006089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113222711123006089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113222711123006089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113222711123006089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-gaarayeah.html' title='I am gaara(yeah!)'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113167317793354251</id><published>2005-11-11T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T09:47:51.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wild imagination</title><content type='html'>enrolling in la salle is really a pain in the ass. last monday i was supposed to add a few subjects but the line in the registrar's office was longer than edsa. if i had the mind of alley mcbeal i would imagine the students in line to be like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some students would be lying on the ground dead. some would beg for water on passing students. some would just be skin and bones. and some would even melt in heat. the people in the registrar's office would be devils guarding the gates of hell, laughing while saying "next please"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how i would have imagine it.. isnt that a good scene for a comedy??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113167317793354251?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113167317793354251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113167317793354251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113167317793354251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113167317793354251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/11/wild-imagination.html' title='wild imagination'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-113152050935345040</id><published>2005-11-09T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T15:15:09.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem</title><content type='html'>this poem is quite cheesy. free to laugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reach for the Stars"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run and Run to the edge of the world&lt;br /&gt;See the universe coated with gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dive and swim on the ocean of stars&lt;br /&gt;Taste meteors like chocolate bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hop and skip on the planets so bright&lt;br /&gt;burning in the darkness, shining on the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conquer the universe, reach up high&lt;br /&gt;dont cry dont cry, go ahead and fly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-113152050935345040?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/113152050935345040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=113152050935345040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113152050935345040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/113152050935345040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/11/poem.html' title='A poem'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112782476670352671</id><published>2005-09-27T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T20:39:26.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a thought..</title><content type='html'>hu cares if some people doesnt know how to speak english properly or pronounce words right.. i mean Indian people speak english in a different way. they speak through their noses but when we hear them speak english we just say "that's weird but its ok. their Indian.." its ok for foreigners to speak english in a weird way but when we hear our "kababayans" speak poor english we judge them in a degrading manner. where's the logic in that?? hu gives a shit if i pronounce "love" as "lab" or "food" as "pud".. we're filipinos. we have our own ways on doing things.. speaking good english does not make a person higher that everyone else.. i mean we are all equal. we shit the same thing. we have all problems as heavy as the world and we die.. im not talking only about speaking english here but in general. im just so disapponted in people sometimes when they talk about other people's weaknesses as if they dont have garbage in their backyards. i remember my polsci teacher, he said "dont throw mud on other people. whether u hit ur target or not, u still had dirtied ur hands". and its true.. if we see ourselves judging other people without any basis then we should stop ourselves and look in the mirror and see if we're made of gold. unfortunately we're not. just flesh,,, the same as evryone else..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112782476670352671?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112782476670352671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112782476670352671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112782476670352671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112782476670352671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-thought.html' title='just a thought..'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112756024450413829</id><published>2005-09-24T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T19:11:36.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waking life(movie)</title><content type='html'>im a big fan of movies, esp movies with sense and esp those movies that make no sense but actually makes sense. confusing? well, waking life is just like that. beside the visual stimulation which i find very satisfying, the movie is all about intelligent talk. its very philosophical and deals with how real life is. is it just a dream or the dreams we have is the real thing? this is one of the best movies ive seen in the past years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of my favorite dialogues in the movie. read through it:&lt;br /&gt;1st Woman: [This part of the conversation is kind of faint] Time just dissolves with these quick moving particles that are swirling away. Either I'm moving fast, or time is, but never both simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt; 2nd Woman: Such a strange paradox. I mean, well technically, I'm closer to the end of my life than I've ever been. I actually feel, more than ever, that I have all the time in the world. When I was younger, there was a desperation, a desire for certainty, like there was an end to the path and I had to get there.&lt;br /&gt; 1st Woman:  I know what you mean, because I can remember thinking, oh someday, like in my mid-thirties maybe, everything is going to just somehow gel and settle, just end. It was like there was this plateau, and it was just waiting for me and I was climbing up it. When I got to the top, all growth and change would just stop, even exhilaration. But, that hasn't happened like that, thank goodness. I think that what we don't take into account when we're young is our endless curiosity. That's what's so great about being human.&lt;br /&gt; 2nd Woman: Yeah....Well, do you know that thing Benedict Anderson says about identity? &lt;br /&gt; 1st Woman: No.&lt;br /&gt; 2nd Woman: Well, he's talking about like, say, a baby picture. So, you pick up this picture of this two-dimensional image and you say, "That's me." Well, to connect this baby in this weird little image with yourself living and breathing in the present, you have to make up a story like, "This was me when I was a year old, and then later I had long hair, and then we moved to Riverdale, and now here I am."  So, it takes a story that's actually a fiction to make you and the baby in the picture identical....to create your identity.&lt;br /&gt; 1st Woman: And the funny thing is, our cells are completely regenerating every seven years. We've already become completely different people several times over, and yet, we always remain quintessentially ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112756024450413829?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112756024450413829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112756024450413829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112756024450413829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112756024450413829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/09/waking-lifemovie.html' title='waking life(movie)'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112722101923317543</id><published>2005-09-20T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T20:56:59.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants...</title><content type='html'>im very much pissed of the quality of local tv shows today, esp the soap operas. for example in abs-cbn if they were promote a new soap opera they would rave about it saying how good it is or how they worked hard on it to make it look great but it just turns out to be just a piece of crap. example of this would be "kampanerang cuba". i thought that it would be "ok" under wen deramas direction but it turns out to be just another of his mediocre shows. its so obvious that the production was not given enough financing. the costumes are just bad and the set design is really3x bad. what they should do is study first the finished product if it would look ok on tv and then if evrything is believable then thats the time the show is aired. i know that the philippines is not that advanced but come on,  the hunch on a huncback should not move around like it was made of water or something.. and btw, directors here need more imagination and writers need a kick in the head for writing scripts with over-used plots. stop with the cheesy romance flicks, its bad enough to have john lloyd and bea everynight on the tv..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112722101923317543?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112722101923317543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112722101923317543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112722101923317543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112722101923317543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/09/rants.html' title='Rants...'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112558398291308824</id><published>2005-09-01T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:13:02.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forbidden fruit..</title><content type='html'>im very much dissappointed in this particular person. shes not the girl i used to know. i cannot believe that she had let go of her values and her sense of self. when i look at her its not anger anymore i feel but pity. pity for the person that she has become. she has become insensitive and close minded. although i cannot expect her to be the person i want her to be but i just want her to feel what other people are feeling so she can make decisions more clearer to her. love has become her poison...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112558398291308824?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112558398291308824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112558398291308824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112558398291308824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112558398291308824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/09/forbidden-fruit.html' title='forbidden fruit..'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112514183732005461</id><published>2005-08-27T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T19:23:57.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It begins</title><content type='html'>it has begun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112514183732005461?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112514183732005461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112514183732005461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112514183732005461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112514183732005461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/08/it-begins.html' title='It begins'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112271718902616018</id><published>2005-07-30T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T18:48:46.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout</title><content type='html'>check out this new layout. i just copied this template from a site. i forgot the name. il post it here later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112271718902616018?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112271718902616018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112271718902616018&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112271718902616018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112271718902616018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-layout.html' title='New layout'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112212455649716565</id><published>2005-07-23T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:15:56.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple but true</title><content type='html'>i have a friend, shes an old woman, and one time i asked her "why do problems never seems to go away?". and she replied "coz we're not dead yet." how true..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112212455649716565?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112212455649716565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112212455649716565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112212455649716565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112212455649716565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/07/simple-but-true.html' title='simple but true'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112212365795820965</id><published>2005-07-23T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:00:57.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>secretly scheming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/1600/349381727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/320/349381727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i did not take the longer road. a person really needs my help right now but i cannot do anything coz im not yet financially productive. one day i will have my say in everything... it may take 5 or 10 years but i will have my the final words.. there is a great part of revenge in me and great pity on some people. i cannot be too good right now. maybe in the following months ill be reasonable but not right now. words are sharper than a newly bought knife, and that should always be taken into consideration..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112212365795820965?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112212365795820965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112212365795820965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112212365795820965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112212365795820965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/07/secretly-scheming.html' title='secretly scheming'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112159417587022784</id><published>2005-07-17T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T17:56:15.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know what title i will put here...</title><content type='html'>writing about the japanese thing, i remembered that i used to be obssessed with hitler and the nazis.. i watched a lot of movies before about hitler and his oppression on the jews and i did, like japan, hated germany. and i was also a bit obssessed with finding out the life story of hitler and german culture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must be true that the more you hate someone the more you become like them. and im trying really hard not be like them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112159417587022784?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112159417587022784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112159417587022784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112159417587022784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112159417587022784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-dont-know-what-title-i-will-put-here.html' title='i dont know what title i will put here...'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112151872642704736</id><published>2005-07-16T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T17:49:07.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nihongo</title><content type='html'>ive been learning japanese and im now on lesson 10.. 10 days to go and ill finsih the first cd.. i think i might be obssessed with the japanese culture. its really weird because last sem i took up philippine history and i hated japan for the crimes they did in the country.. and now im like trying to be one of them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112151872642704736?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112151872642704736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112151872642704736&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112151872642704736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112151872642704736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/07/nihongo.html' title='Nihongo'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112124676896262777</id><published>2005-07-13T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T17:26:08.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game that is Politics</title><content type='html'>this game of politics this past week has been really exhausting for me. i hav a lot of things to say that i dont know anymore where to start.. i need to clear out my head first before i post anything here about the selfishness of self proclaimed leaders like susan roces and purisima..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112124676896262777?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112124676896262777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112124676896262777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112124676896262777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112124676896262777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/07/game-that-is-politics.html' title='The Game that is Politics'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112124582704735882</id><published>2005-07-13T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T17:10:27.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HP6</title><content type='html'>im really excited about the release of harry potter 6. im short in money this week and the book reservation has an advanced payment of 500. luckily for me my good friend Ge has made reservations for me in manila. thanx Ge. good things comes from unexpected people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112124582704735882?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112124582704735882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112124582704735882&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112124582704735882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112124582704735882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/07/hp6.html' title='HP6'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112021991335593314</id><published>2005-07-01T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:11:53.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is a love ang hate thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/1600/believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/1224/320/believe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this picture is honestly true for most of us. i just dont believe that even the most religious person will question God at some point in their lives. but no matter how much you complain, you forget, you blame and you hate, u will always go back to the person that made you believe in miracles.. u can find more of this here --&gt;&lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://postsecret.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112021991335593314?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112021991335593314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112021991335593314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112021991335593314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112021991335593314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/07/god-is-love-ang-hate-thing.html' title='God is a love ang hate thing'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-112004765983141494</id><published>2005-06-29T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:13:18.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spies and lies</title><content type='html'>a person close to me said that some "got nothing to do" people has been saying some really overly ridiculous things about her. people will just make up stories, some are just plain idiotic and stupid. even if you lock yourself in a house for a year and when the moment you come out the whole universe will be at your doorstep. they will then say that you've been abducted by squid looking aliens and that your head was used in a new sport called squidball(corny). or that you've discovered that you're actually half bear and you went to the mountains to rediscover your lost identity.&lt;br /&gt;of course people will say things about you. in the first place why would you lock up yourself in a house for a year??? anyway, the point is that people are boring and that everything you do will always be under the watchful eyes of demons and the so-called "christ-like" christians. you can never be fully free in this world unless you're dead. a reality not meant to be realized...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-112004765983141494?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/112004765983141494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=112004765983141494&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112004765983141494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/112004765983141494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/06/spies-and-lies.html' title='spies and lies'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-111987087842906969</id><published>2005-06-27T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:14:38.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there are things I really wanna say here but i cannot.. i will just say that my patience for some people is nearing its limit..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-111987087842906969?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/111987087842906969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=111987087842906969&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/111987087842906969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/111987087842906969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='!!!!!'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-111970577788329367</id><published>2005-06-25T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T21:22:57.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacson's childishness</title><content type='html'>by the way, yesterday in the news, while the senators was interrogating this general(i forgot the name), lacson's cellphone suddenly rang and the ringtone was the "hello garci" tone. it was just very childish for him to do that. it was planned, i think. is that all he can do??? what a shame..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-111970577788329367?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/111970577788329367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=111970577788329367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/111970577788329367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/111970577788329367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/06/lacsons-childishness.html' title='Lacson&apos;s childishness'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-111970541569479379</id><published>2005-06-25T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T21:16:55.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>politics... my future??</title><content type='html'>im very much pissed off of the whats happening in the country, i cant even watch news on  TV. makes me mad everytime i see 'the killer' panfilo lacson, 'the old and the cobwebbed mind' of pimentel, 'please put your husband to rest' sussan roces, the 'what can you do for the country' armida, rez cortez and other actors(who by the way are just acting). all i hear are politicians babbling about how concern they are about the fate of the philippines. concern my ass!!! if they are really concern then they should stop giving people something to worry about cause the philippines has been damned since magellan came to this very unlucky island. i dont know if the the gloria cd is true but i think she did cheat to ensure her win. if she loosed then the philippines will be in the hands of panday and all his minions. he  might have good intentions but its not enough. who will guide him?? the shame of the estradas?? the veteran actors? whom did nothing impressive.&lt;br /&gt;i think all these are just plots of jealous politicians.. the root here is the estradas.. the fatness of erap has clogged his brain. it was his fault why he was shamefully ousted. he mistook running a country for making movies. lucky for him and gloria did not have him electrecuted, for he deserves it. worthless!!! and these poor people who are just blinded by lies and deception. although its their right to voice out their opinions but some voices are just not meant to be heard. people!!! the war is over, marcos is dead, its time to stop fighting and time to come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reading this post makes me want to be a politician. its so weird coz i cant even sleep thinking abuot these things. actually im looking for an activists org. there's not one in my school.  i should just stop thinking about these things..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-111970541569479379?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/111970541569479379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=111970541569479379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/111970541569479379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/111970541569479379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/06/politics-my-future.html' title='politics... my future??'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-111944123660385164</id><published>2005-06-22T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T19:53:56.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shifting Sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shifting Sand&lt;br /&gt;by Caedmon's Call&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I believe all the lies&lt;br /&gt;So I can do the things I should despise&lt;br /&gt;And every day I am swayed&lt;br /&gt;By whatever is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I hear it all depends on my faith&lt;br /&gt;So I'm feeling precarious&lt;br /&gt;The only problem I have with these mysteries&lt;br /&gt;Is they're so mysterious&lt;br /&gt;And like a consumer I've been thinking&lt;br /&gt;If I could just get a bit more&lt;br /&gt;More than my 15 minutes of faith,&lt;br /&gt;Then I'd be secure&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;My faith is like shifting sand&lt;br /&gt;Changed by every wave&lt;br /&gt;My faith is like shifting sand&lt;br /&gt;So I stand on grace&lt;br /&gt;I've begged you for some proof&lt;br /&gt;For my Thomas eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;A slithering staff, a leperous hand&lt;br /&gt;And lions resting lazily&lt;br /&gt;A glimpse of your back-side glory&lt;br /&gt;And this soaked altar going ablaze&lt;br /&gt;But you know I've seen so much&lt;br /&gt;I explained it away&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Waters rose as my doubts reigned&lt;br /&gt;My sand-castle faith, it slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Found myself standing on your grace&lt;br /&gt;It'd been there all the time&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus repeated)&lt;br /&gt;Stand on grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***i got this idea of posting song lyrics from mariah's #1 fan, Mariah Grace***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13769418-111944123660385164?l=johnnski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/feeds/111944123660385164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13769418&amp;postID=111944123660385164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/111944123660385164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13769418/posts/default/111944123660385164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnnski.blogspot.com/2005/06/shifting-sand.html' title='Shifting Sand'/><author><name>johnny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855488592303110039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13769418.post-111935898971160794</id><published>2005-06-21T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T19:56:15.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>math+bad teacher=nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my math teacher doesnt kow the distinction between a math class and an english class. its quite hard for me to concentrate because he goes off to other unrelated and useless topics like how to correctly pronounce "laptop".. he said it should be "laeyptaep" and not "laptop" as is.. whats the use of bragging about an award for being an outstanding teacher if you cant even decide which subject you're going to teach, whether english or math?&lt;br /&gt;my other math teacher just writes his lessons on the board, reads it and its done.. no clear explanation of what the symbols mean.. he just goes on and on and on.. today he asked me whats the meaning of the infinity symbol and i have no answer to give him. it was quite embarassing actually.. now i have to work 4x harder than i like to realy understand it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;
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