<?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-37730887</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:22:17.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody's Home</title><subtitle type='html'>Just come back again. Everybody's out right now.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-6303899436172301631</id><published>2007-03-16T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T04:11:42.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just came back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So much has happened in such a short time, and I couldn't keep up.&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/37730887-6303899436172301631?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/6303899436172301631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=6303899436172301631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/6303899436172301631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/6303899436172301631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-hate-ust.html' title='Just came back.'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-8615164826947612387</id><published>2007-02-21T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T08:35:10.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy</title><content type='html'>Just this Tuesday (Feb 20), I finally got to read a poem publicly--at the Conspiracy, at Visayas Ave. It's a bar, and it holds Poetry nights. I read the poem i just posted, and I wrote it last year but revised it just last week to make it worth reading publicly. Thanks Mel, Ron, Moki, and April! They helped me in revising my poem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-8615164826947612387?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/8615164826947612387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=8615164826947612387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/8615164826947612387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/8615164826947612387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2007/02/conspiracy.html' title='Conspiracy'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-3780112241498424739</id><published>2007-02-21T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T08:25:00.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wash 'n Wear</title><content type='html'>He blinks, his eyes widen—surprised that he would see us here. She is just about to eat her dinner, and I’m still waiting for mine. It’s nine, and we’d just com from class; the class which he teaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She blinks, and then she sees him there, a table away—no longer in the pictures posted on a site. No longer would she wonder how he would be like wearing a t-shirt and jeans. She’s here with him—outside the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see him then. He smiles, and she and I smile back. He then stands up, I blink and he’s at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She touches the rim of the glass on her lips, and looks at me; I take a napkin to wipe the mayonnaise off my lip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-3780112241498424739?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/3780112241498424739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=3780112241498424739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/3780112241498424739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/3780112241498424739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2007/02/wash-n-wear.html' title='Wash &apos;n Wear'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-349574235549649530</id><published>2006-12-11T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T23:27:21.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My current frustration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Memories may beautiful and yet what's too painful to remember, we simply choose to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-349574235549649530?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/349574235549649530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=349574235549649530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/349574235549649530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/349574235549649530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-current-frustration.html' title='My current frustration'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-2837364403129991167</id><published>2006-12-06T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T08:54:11.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Majority Representatives of the Philippine Lower House=GARAPAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Napakagarapal ng Administration Representatives. It is clear how desperate they try to cling to their power. They just changed the House rules to fit their interests. &lt;strong&gt;This is an attack to the very foundations of our Democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Just so that everybody knows, binago ng Lower house ang house rules na nagsasabi na kahit anong bill na ipapasa ng Lower house, dapat dumaan sa Senate, at pagbotohan ng House of Representatives at Senate separately, needing at least ¾ of the Senate and the Lower House—of each House, for it to be passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang ginawa ng Lower House ngayon ay binago nila ang House rule na iyon. Meaning, the Bill for charter change need not go through a separate voting by the Senate. Meaning, even without the Senate’s approval, the bill, if approved by the Lower House, will push through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano ang implication nito? Why doesn’t the Lower House want the Senate to vote on the bill separately? SIMPLE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Senate is dominated by the OPPOSITION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is suicide for the house bill if it goes through voting in the Senate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the Administration want CHA CHA (Charter Change) badly to begin with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charter Change means prolonging the term of the incumbent public officers. A possibility of postponement of the coming elections is there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Administration is desperate because it knows fully well that after the Elections, a lot of the candidates that are pro-administration will not win. This means that the number of Administration Representatives in the Lower House and in the other key governmnet positions will almost surely be significantly cut. &lt;strong&gt;If the numbers tip in favor of the Opposition, GMA may very well be impeached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-2837364403129991167?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/2837364403129991167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=2837364403129991167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/2837364403129991167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/2837364403129991167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/12/majority-representatives-of-philippine.html' title='Majority Representatives of the Philippine Lower House=GARAPAL'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-7184237286414568353</id><published>2006-12-03T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T03:02:07.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad indifference.</title><content type='html'>It's really sad how people can be so indifferent in the face of a calamity. Typhoon reming didn't hit Manila, but it did Bicol. This is all i can say for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-7184237286414568353?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/7184237286414568353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=7184237286414568353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/7184237286414568353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/7184237286414568353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/12/sad-indifference.html' title='Sad indifference.'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-765944313519556432</id><published>2006-11-29T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:37:03.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6727/4605/1600/588480/for%20blogging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6727/4605/400/812094/for%20blogging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 'REMING' AS OF 4:00 AM, NOV. 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inq7.net/index_network.htm"&gt;http://www.inq7.net/index_network.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Typhoon Reming will arrive here in Manila tomorrow morning. As I write this entry, it is already pounding Bicol Region--with heavy rains and gusts reaching 225 kph. A week-long power-outage (yet again) is very possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had to go out this morning to stock-up on food and get money from the ATM. Apparently, a lot of people thought of the same thing. There were long lines--kilometric long, at the store and at the bank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am desperate. I can't stand powerless nights anymore--i have papers to finish. I can't stand our phoneline going dead for almost a month. I am really fucking angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-765944313519556432?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/765944313519556432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=765944313519556432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/765944313519556432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/765944313519556432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/11/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-951150373641574565</id><published>2006-11-29T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T06:54:06.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapo in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This is an example of a classic trapo-speak:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;“I almost lost my speakership when I was fighting for Chief Justice&lt;br /&gt;Davide,” he said. He later added: “I did not expect that they would vote&lt;br /&gt;this way now.”&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;                                                                             &lt;strong&gt;-- Speaker Jose De Venecia&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Published on page A12 of the November 26, 2006 issue of the Philippine Daily Inquirer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-951150373641574565?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/951150373641574565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=951150373641574565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/951150373641574565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/951150373641574565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/11/trapo-in-nutshell.html' title='Trapo in a nutshell'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-8680226454960273240</id><published>2006-11-29T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T06:04:27.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking typhoon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i heard a typhoon--Reming--is set to hit Metro Manila. this is really shitty. I hate it. nakaka-inis! why does it have to come now? I have a lot of things to do! and i cant stand a week of powerless/currentless nights! My god! I have to stock-up on food pa, which also means a lot of gastos nanaman. I hate this. Why can't it just go away? let it hit nueva ecija or whatever, but not Manila! nakakainis talaga!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's going to ruin my schedule pa! i am set to watch Hamlet on saturday, the day after the typhoon is expected to hit manila. shet. I have a lot of papers to finish pa. I can't write them without power. to hell with the typhoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-8680226454960273240?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/8680226454960273240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=8680226454960273240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/8680226454960273240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/8680226454960273240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/11/fucking-typhoon.html' title='Fucking typhoon!'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-2241407620124446627</id><published>2006-11-27T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T09:24:59.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going out on a Monday night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6727/4605/1600/653119/DSC01070.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6727/4605/320/252849/DSC01070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; This is me at KFC tonight in Eastwood. A cam-whoring moment.hahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A friend managed to talk me into coming to Eastwood with him to watch a movie. Syempre obviously napapayag naman nya ako. Grabe on a Monday night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6727/4605/1600/765565/%28Photo%29-0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6727/4605/320/402413/%28Photo%29-0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is me and my friend at Fuzion &lt;/strong&gt;naman. Grabe takaw niya talaga. He ate a lot. haha Another Cam-whoring session. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, friends lang kami.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-2241407620124446627?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/2241407620124446627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=2241407620124446627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/2241407620124446627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/2241407620124446627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/11/going-out-on-monday-night.html' title='Going out on a Monday night.'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-6270214312736481384</id><published>2006-11-27T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T08:08:22.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a Cocktail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Of men and Ironies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have stumbled across some interesting things today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The most accurate clock in the Philippines is found in a PAGASA Observatory in UP Diliman! Yes people, it's in UP! the one near CHE and Reg. Apparently, this clock is the most accurate in the whole of Philippines that it defines the PST-Philippine Standard Time. How ironic noh? Consider the fact that Palma Hall has its own time, PHAN has its own time, Math Building has its own time, and apparently, so does the EEE Building! Talk about Filipino Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While thousands of Metro Manila Residents wait for water rations, while thousands of Metro Manila residents stand in line for a bucket of water, apparently, some dam near Manila is always in danger of overflowing, that it releases water every now and then, causing floods in the Nueva Ecija area. Tapos, there have been offers to connect this dam to Anggat Dam, the official water source of Metro Manila, pero MWSS pala isn't taking action. It hasn't for like 13 years! Grabe naman sila. They should think of the residents who, until now, do not have water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An update on a friend's plan of committing &lt;em&gt;dog genocide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;After feeding the dogs with food stuffed with &lt;em&gt;msg-- it turned out to be a failure&lt;/em&gt;, My friend actually tried mothballs naman. Grabe noh! Uy don't get me wrong, she might seem like a bad person, but she really isn't . She's really good. Yun nga lang, she doesn't like getting charged at by big dogs. Anyway, she tried mothballs nga pero apparently, hindi daw kinain ng dogs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;      Now she's telling me she's giving up her mala-&lt;em&gt;cruela de-vil &lt;/em&gt;plan. Dog-lovers out there, rejoice! hindi na raw nya papatayin yung 9 dogs! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A foiled scam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;      Believe it or not, a friend was accused of stealing a mobile phone at an internet shop. Two guys approached him kanina, and asked for the moblile. Of course, my friend couldn't show them anything kasi nga he really didn't do it--what's there for him to give? Anyway, that afternoon, he went to the internet shop and asked around. It turned out that the two guys were lying. So now, we see two scenarios:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The guys made an honest mistake in accusing my classmate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The guys are scamming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;      What is it to be kaya? Here's the catch pa, apparently, these two guys are UP students rin. So much for the &lt;em&gt;mabuhay ang pag-asa ng bayan &lt;/em&gt;line.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-6270214312736481384?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/6270214312736481384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=6270214312736481384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/6270214312736481384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/6270214312736481384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-cocktail.html' title='This is a Cocktail!'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-6206279932045220888</id><published>2006-11-25T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T07:45:45.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Kill a mockingbird... ermm a Dog--DOG-LOVERS, BEWARE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does one kill 9 dogs--&lt;em&gt;labs&lt;/em&gt; all at the same time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Believe it or not, I have a friend who asked me that question. &lt;em&gt;Apparently, &lt;/em&gt;my friend (Lets call her by the name Lissa Mae) already tried killing the dogs. Yes, seriously she did. It's dog genocide, that's what I told her. She doesn't care though, because &lt;em&gt;dogs do not have souls--&lt;/em&gt;that's what she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Back to the question, how does on kill dogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some actually gave good ideas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Feed the dog dark chocoloates (problem: expensive)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Feed the dog with fish--and pray that the fish bones kill the dogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Feed the dog with Racummin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this one totally blew me away! (apparently this is what Lissa Mae did):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;       Feed the dog some food stuffed with monosodium glutamate (msg) &lt;em&gt;commonly found in Ajinomoto&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Yes, too much ajinomoto can kill. Thus, my friend fed the dogs with fish that she stuffed with a lot of Ajinomoto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;       It failed though, the dogs were still alive the next day, not even sick from the MSG. Maybe Lissa Mae didn't put enough ajinomoto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-6206279932045220888?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/6206279932045220888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=6206279932045220888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/6206279932045220888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/6206279932045220888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-kill-mockingbird-ermm-dog-dog-lovers.html' title='To Kill a mockingbird... ermm a Dog--DOG-LOVERS, BEWARE.'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-116438271171996255</id><published>2006-11-24T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:38:31.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day it has been.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My day started out pretty much in the routine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I woke-up at 10:25 am, with my class starting at 11:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was off to school at exactly 11:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got a cab at still around 11:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got to class in time for the attendance sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Attended and listened to the &lt;em&gt;passionate&lt;/em&gt; lecture of my Professor about Shakespeare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ate pancit malabon &lt;em&gt;(strangely, it is called palabok in the canteen)&lt;/em&gt; before my next class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Atteneded my English 116 class, listening to my professor talk, while eating breakfast-lunch--whatever you call it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to the library, finished one essay about Structuralism and F. de Saussure &lt;em&gt;(I have to say this: His logic in how he defined linguistic identities blew me away! It's so beautiful!-In answering where linguistic units get their identities, he rebutted Nomenclaturalism by theorizing that &lt;/em&gt;Linguistic units get their identities from their differences from the other linguistic units in a particular linguistic system--not from something inherent in these units, as what Nomenclaturists tend to believe. F. de Saussure managed to create binary relations out of linguistic units, &lt;em&gt;grabe!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to the org, tumambay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The things below are way out of my routine na. hehe It blew me away!--how things manage to become colorful after starting out as &lt;em&gt;routineful&lt;/em&gt; as it can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Went to Philcoa with Melissa and Mark. Grabe super bonding kami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got to talk about really &lt;em&gt;great &lt;/em&gt;stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What we got to talk about is so interesting that it has to be talked about in my next entry. ;-p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-116438271171996255?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/116438271171996255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=116438271171996255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/116438271171996255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/116438271171996255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-day-it-has-been.html' title='What a day it has been.'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-116426800427938653</id><published>2006-11-22T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T23:46:44.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Issues. Life is full of issues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's the confusion-the worldessness, a loss of words. It's the the taxi with two people inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;at 8pm--he, looking outside; her, feeling his hand. It's the dillemma-the profusion of words, all shouting in the head, the pauses and hesitations in mid-action.  It's the ringing of the mobile left unanswered--he, browsing the tv; her, listening to the ringing that nobody hears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(still unfinished)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--at loss for words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-116426800427938653?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/116426800427938653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=116426800427938653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/116426800427938653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/116426800427938653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/11/issues-life-is-full-of-issues.html' title='Issues. Life is full of issues.'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-116421171917339702</id><published>2006-11-22T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T08:12:14.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know about you, but i think i do know... or do I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's a struggle!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sobra talaga! This is the first time in my entire academic life that I actually had to ask my teacher a question to lbring her back to her line of thought! Super talaga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The subject is about Language theories, and we were discussing F. de Saussure. Anyway, yung teacher ko kasi, she is so sabog, I mean ok lang sana if she were teaching English 10 or 11! Pero kumusta naman, we are studying language theories noh! As in this subject is almost a Philosophy subject, and she can't afford to be sabog! Has she ever taken any units in Education? Grabe talaga. When she's discussing something, wala siyang focus! As in she's all over the place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She knows a lot, that much I know. Pero being able to teach us all she knows about the subject in a systematic way--that is to say that she being able to make us understand the subject well--IS a completely different story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What am I to do? Ang daming readings, tapos ganun pa? Hay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-116421171917339702?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/116421171917339702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=116421171917339702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/116421171917339702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/116421171917339702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dont-know-about-you-but-i-think-i-do.html' title='I don&apos;t know about you, but i think i do know... or do I?'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-116411719213107784</id><published>2006-11-21T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T07:52:09.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Observations</title><content type='html'>UP Harong problems... personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Responsibility issues:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was with my orgmates this afternoon for a meeting. I don't know pero kanina parang ayoko talaga pumunta, maybe it's because I know going there means accepting the responsibilities our President gave me. Kasi ba naman, konti lang talaga yung mga matrabahong dun--I'm not one of them, our Org president does seem to think otherwise though. Hay nakakainis talaga. I already have a lot in my hands--academic stuff--tapos dadagdag pa 'to! I mean, why does he have to make me responsible for the UP Fair thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Another thing pa, kanina, bigla na lang nagsurprise evaluation ng performance sa Academic Festival, I mean how late could it get? Grabe October pa yun! as in ngayon lang mag-aassess nun? Kumusta naman. Grabe talaga. Of course bitter ako kasi I really didn't do my job well, which sort of created a mess. It irritated me how someone in there tried to say that the assessment wasn't supposed to be a time to blame people, pero hello, that's what he did! And although he didn't mention names, I know ako yung pinatamaan niya. I must be stupid if i don't realize that noh. Epal nya ha. Hello, isa rin sya sa naki-gulo dun noh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then again, I deserve the bad assessment, because I did mess things up... big time. Just understand me, I'm bitter, and when I &lt;em&gt;am &lt;/em&gt;bitter, I say bad things. Bitter people are allowed to bitch around naman diba?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I just have to clear this out though--I love my org. :-) I love the people there. Everyone, even the homophobes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-116411719213107784?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/116411719213107784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=116411719213107784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/116411719213107784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/116411719213107784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/11/observations.html' title='Observations'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37730887.post-116411630384623348</id><published>2006-11-21T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T05:38:23.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Blog!--confronting issues, how petty they may be</title><content type='html'>I just decided to make a new blog. A lot of people know about my old blog na kasi. Anyway, I'm facing tough decisions here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    1.   Do I use straight language, or do I code-switch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    2.   Do I make my blog public, that is to say, do I make my friends aware of this, OR not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    3.   Do i post my life and non-sense thoughts here or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I guess i should make it billingual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Maybe I should make this casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Perhaps I should tell my friends about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37730887-116411630384623348?l=frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/feeds/116411630384623348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37730887&amp;postID=116411630384623348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/116411630384623348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37730887/posts/default/116411630384623348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedcomparatist.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-blog-confronting-issues-how-petty.html' title='A New Blog!--confronting issues, how petty they may be'/><author><name>Francis Josef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195900729384788480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1339/1922215713843l1xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
