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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>..All things bright…and random…</description><title>The Dweeb Diaries</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @sarcasticautumn)</generator><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>THAT AWKWARD MOMENT WHEN..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So lately, I’ve been hearing the phrase “That awkward moment when ….”. and its kinda becoming a trend. Even my fave Youtube star, Ryan Higa made an off the pill rant about it and believe me, he’s really funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Anyways. I decided to go with the trend and well, listed some situation where that expression could be applied..i dunno..most of this things happened to me&amp;#8230;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when I farted and thought nobody heard it.. Or smelled it but really, somebody did.. and I know”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when I saw my crush staring and waving at me.. so I waved back only to realized that he’s staring past me…so uncool”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when I cracked a joke and no one laughed.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when I confidently flaunt my newly acquired dress and then saw somebody wearing the same exact dress. And that somebody turned out to be a real stunner. WTF”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you are speaking in front of the class. Nuff said”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when the love of my life actually approached me and talked to me. And we stared at each other, lost in our own worlds.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you woke up and realized that the previous statement just happened in your dreams. Pathetic.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when everyone in the class is in their black protest shirt and you are the only one wearing&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;yellow. Worst, it’s the color of the guy they are &lt;/span&gt;against with.”&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you are trying to dodge the death glares of your classmates for wearing a yellow shirt”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you are laughing so hard, you drooled and tried to cover it but to no avail”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you are alone in the room and you are pretending to be a KPOP star. Dancing and air-guitaring and stuffs and then your friends walked in. And you look like a thief caught.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you have your goodbyes but you walked in the same direction” (Ryan Higa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you are cheering your lungs out and the moment you screamed so hard, the noise in the gym lowered down and your shrieking voice echoed around the big hall.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when y&lt;/span&gt;ou are walking by your crush and you tripped. Right there in front of him.”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;#8220;That awkward moment when you tried to save face telling your crush&amp;#8230;see how i fall for you?..after you tripped right in front of him&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you and your friend went shopping and you both grabbed the same piece of clothing.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you just wanna fart but something has come with it. If you know what I mean.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when the teacher points at you and you have to answer the question on a certain page but you didn’t listen to a single word he has been lecturing.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when a stranger approached you and asking if you could donate to their charity. Whatever”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when I bought and ice cream and a street urchin begs for it. But I didn’t want to give it so the street urchin ended up chasing me around the whole town plaza. True story.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when the guy being linked with you walked by and your kid brother shouted ‘boyfriend ni ate!’ on the top of his lungs, even pointing at the guy”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you flaunt your gaming skills to your friends but ended up being beaten by a mere kid. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you took a left and the person going towards you also took a left, so you took a right, and he also took a right.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when a person talks to you and you talked back but you have been secretly thinking who the heck is he.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when your friend called you a different name and cant decide if you would correct it or not.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you called somebody a wrong name. and been told of it later.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you are about to say something in front of a crowd but bailed out in the middle of the sentence and ran away.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you are singing with the music in a very feeler way in public but realized that you have your earphones on.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you are a contestant in a singing competition but when you look at the crowd you started crying in front of the microphone and stormed off the stage. Another True story.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;“That awkward moment when you are confident a lot of people would like your facebook status only to find out that it doesn’t even get a single like. Ouch”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;That awkward moment when im about to end this post coz I don’t have any more awkward moments to post. Only, I don’t know how…………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10469795759</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10469795759</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 23:17:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>To Infinity and Aveyond: Ean's Quest Game Review</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So recently, I happen to have stumbled upon this certain site which download full version of some pc games for free (yep..i didn’t paid&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a single buck..how cool is that?.. mwahaha)..and my attention was caught by a game there; its called Aveyond 2: Ean’s quest…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So I downloaded the game and start playing and as they the rest is history. i kinda love the game so I decided to write a review about it..even if im not really a professional game reviewer. but I thought, .what the heck? so here it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Oh&amp;#8230; before that , I just wanna say that I have tried the first installment of the game which is Rhen’s quest way long back… nottin much.. just a trivia.. if you even care.. well….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Yes… the review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;SYNOPSIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So the game revolves around Ean Okho.. yeah… the name’s weird but he’s an elf so that explains it.. he lives in elfwood somewhere in the land of Vale… One night he dreamt of a strange frozen rain.. its just snow.. but in their generation..such thing doesn’t exist… well they did.. but.. it kinda disappeared so the next day, he went out and was so surprised that the whole village was covered in that frozen rain. Like that wasn’t strange enough, her best friend, Iya Tiki (yep, another weird elf name) was missing and what’s more stranger is that no one in the village remembers her… not even her own mom. So Ean went to talk to some village elders and they said that he should go see the Elder Oak. So this Elder Oak happened to be a tree.. that talks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;After their brief conversation, he was told to go to the Land of Man… which for the elves is just part of their mythical folklore. So he went there and his adventure began. Actually as the game progresses, Ean learns that the Snow queen has taken Iya as her adopted princess. But the queen has evil plans. He stole Iya’s spirit and now Ean and Iya must undertake a journey to take em all back. The only way to take those spirits back is to get the blessing of the nymphs.. So there. The whole objective of the game is to get the spirits back and just defeat the boss. Which is the snow queen. Or is she?&amp;#8230;Want a spoiler? Nah.. I won’t give one..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;GAMEPLAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;The game is an RPG kind of game which means it is not a platformer (platformer games are like, the Mario brothers game).&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The controls are pretty easy. You only use the arrow pads to move your character around and the spacebar to interact with people and objects. Escape button is used to access the Menu tab where you can view your inventory, character status and skills, your quest, character profiles and other stuffs including the saving and loading options. Unlike other RPG games where you need to be in a certain place or you have to touch a certain object before saving your game, Aveyond 2 allows you to save almost anytime, anywhere… which is pretty nifty… &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;except on some special cases. The movement of the character is kinda slow though. I mean, your character can’t run so it just moves on its walking phase, which is annoying when you’re trying to run from the monsters. You can also see the monsters here. They don’t just pop out of nowhere unlike other games such as the Pokemon series or the Golden Sun games, whatever. The monsters are pretty hard to beat too, that is if your character is not high in level. So leveling up is sort of a must in this game. By leveling up you can learn some handy spells which can totally own the enemy, Woohoo! Although leveling up is kinda hard and can get really boring sometimes, it actually adds to the thrill and challenge of the game. Another challenge here is finding the coolest most awesomest weapon for your character. Some just lay around the wilderness or in the caves but most of the time, you get your weapons and armor in the cities. The cities also offer side quests which are easy enough. Completing these side quest gives you cool stuffs and its excitibg that way. Over-all, the game is pretty good. The plot development is also one of the factors why you sort of feel that you have to finish the game and the plots fine. So out 5, I give the gameplay 4 points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;GRAPHICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;The graphics are in a 2d form. It’s not in a really beautifully cool graphics in a 3d form, like in Ran Online or in Crossfire although these games are not really relevant to Aveyond 2. Anyway… The graphics are in the usual good ol’ fashion way. Though the color is more vivid and bright and are actually sort of detailed. It doesn’t hurt the eyes. I mean, its finely drawn. It’s like playing a GBA game on PC. Although GBA roms are now becoming the trend. Whatever. Animation? Im not really good with this stuffs but for me, it’s good. You could actually see the character walk and not just slide across the ground. That would be kinda creepy. The game locations or the places like the wilds or the cities are very detailed. The designs are just brilliant and every town has its own sort of theme. Like, there’s a town there called Candar. So this is the town of love and you could actually see hearts and just feel the love through the whole city. They also make use of the world map concept where to reach each city and the wilds, you have to travel to the world map. The world map isn’t as detailed as the exact game location but it is beautiful enough. The character’s clothing and the games equipment are also brilliantly designed. The concept for the weapons are really cool. Anyways, out of 5 I would also give the graphics 4&amp;#160;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;SOUNDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;The sounds used all through out the game are series of instrumental music. What I like about it is that the music is really relevant to the place you’re in. Like if youre in a cave, the music shift into a darker tone. I like it. But the music are like annoying sometimes. I mean, even if it differs from place to place, all you hear is just the same tune all over again. So if you happen to be in a place for a long time, the same music would play all along and its kinda annoying. But still, credits to the composers for the game’s music. Still, out of 5, I would just give em 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;REPLAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;The game is exciting the first time. If you try to play it again, the excitement is still there. The only difference is that you may get a bit bored sometimes. But what’s cool when playing it again is that you already know the wheres and the whats of the game so you could easily beat the game. That’s all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So there. The game’s cool actually. But before trying this game out. I recommend that you try the first installment first. Aveond: Rhen’s Quest. So that you wont be lost on some characters. The 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; installment takes place 3 generations after the first and some places are different but you may encounter some characters that have also appeared on the first aveyond game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So if you are interested. I have copied the link below. I don’t know if it still works, the link I mean. But it enabled me to download the game for free. So it’s already the full version which means it don’t have trial anymore. So ,Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/FaYhWWAi/Aveyond_II_Eans_Quest_-_Full_V.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/FaYhWWAi/Aveyond_II_Eans_Quest_-_Full_V.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.4shared.com/file/FaYhWWAi/Aveyond_II_Eans_Quest_-_Full_V.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10469561331</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10469561331</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 23:10:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Math-EMO-tics</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Since time immemorial, MATH has been my sworn worst nemesis. I despise it, it hates me…the feeling is mutual….We are just like, water and oil…we just can’t be together…I know you feel that way too..unless you’re a freaking math genius…and hey..if you are…your not welcome to this post…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Anyways… the world seem to connive against me….It made essential the thing I hate the most….So now..I’m being tortured by math…it’s like the Hitler of my existence…My very own Pontius Pilate..Gosh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Im no math geek…I admit I suck with numbers…I couldn’t even do the whole operational processes easily..And this makes me feel bad..It makes me feel dumb..and the feeling sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Hay..di ko alam kung ano ang meron sa Math..Mahirap&amp;#160;?..Napaka…Halos yata kalahati ng buong student population ng Philippines eh hate ang math..baka nga hanggang 75% pa eh…Ibig ba sabihin nito eh bobo ang mga estudyanteng pinoy pagdating sa numero, na bobo na sila in general?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Hindi rin..it doesn’t imply that if you totally suck with math then you are dumb..Hindi ako makakapayag..hindi matanggap ng aking mind na bobo ako..dahil lahi kami ng mga geniuses! (song on the background “You are the only exception”..nang-aasar??!”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;I tried to dissect what is there with math that students like me hate. Di ko kinaya..andami pala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Naiinis talaga ako sa math..anhirap kasi..andaming formulas to memorize..andaming complex ways to solve a certain equation..eh ilang gig lang ba ang brain memory ko? Ni hindi ko nga ma-process ung ibang info’s. Alam ko ganun din kayo&amp;#8222;,hate nyo din ang math….alam ko…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Sabi ng mama ko..kung kaya nga ng iba..ba’t di ko kaya..Aba’y sabi ko malamang, hindi naman ako sila..iba naman ung iba kesa sa akin..Yan ang problema sa saying na yan..It implies that we are all equal in skills..na ang capacity natin lahat, pare-pareho…Eh kung ganon, eh di sana lahat tayo pare-parehong mayayaman..kasi para mo na ding sinabi nun na kung kaya nga ng iba na yumaman, bat di mo kaya?..Pero hindi naman ganun eh..It is not life’s principle…yung iba talaga may mas kakayahan kesa sayo….sabi pa nga eh, you can’t make someone better off without making the other worst off (econ yan..see? mas may alam naman ako sa econ kesa sa math..)….pano pa nagkaroon ng magagaling sa math kung kaya rin lang naman natin silang tumbasan…kaya nga there is the better and the…not..so..better..but I declare that im with the ‘better’ people!!..gifted ako eh..special child….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;I know math is important..it’s essential in our everyday lives..a world without math is like a world without life….ang akin lang naman….masama ba ma-frustrate sa math????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;May sort of phobia na yata ako dyan eh…I mean,as in pinupukaw ng math ang ibat-ibang emosyon sa loob ko…mas lamang nga lang yung takot..bakit??..interasado ka ba talaga??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Well, ganito kasi yun..di man ako isa sa mga dedicated student talaga na every night nagsusunog ng eyebrows, yoko pa ding i-disappoint ang mga magulang ko..i love them a lot..although most of the time..it doesn’t show…at..feeling ko kasi, once na , ma-disappoint ko sila, hindi na nila ako love….talaga! ganyan ang drama ko sa life..childish na kung childish..mangi-alam ba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Anyways..Dahil nga I suck at math…ayun…ung probability of me disappointing my parents is so high na..pero kahit anong gawin ko…wala pa din akong ma-gets sa math…kaya yung takot ko tuloy&amp;#8222;nadoble na….as in to the 10000000 power na sya…or kung ano man ang term para dyan&amp;#8222;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Sabi naman ng pinsan ko…sa isip ko na kasi daw agad na ayoko sa math..kaya parang wala daw talaga akong matutunan..it’s all on the brain lang daw….parang mind over matter chorva….bahala sya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Pero..I tried to like Math…I tried to like it to the point na parang inu-uto ko na lang sarili ko,..I tried to look past our differences and just tried to focus on the subject itself..But..you cant teach the heart to love….love is earned…it is not a thing that is learned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Kaya nga hanggang ngayon…Math is still haunting me…WTF!..bakit pa kasi kelangan matutunan ang mga higher math nay an eh…konek nyan sa marketing??..Kung simple solving naman…Para san pa ang calculator??&amp;#8230;bakit kelangan pa nating hanapin ang mga x and y..and derivative…at ang x…at..y..at iba..pa…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Hay…di naman halata na ayaw ko sa math….sino ba may gusto nito??..mga 1 out of 1000 siguro…di nga lang ako kabilang dun…dun sa mga MATH-inong mga tao…kasi ..member na ako ng Tropang math-EMO-tics….mga taong walang ginawa kundi mag-emo na lang sa math…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Ayoko ko na!..Tama na! Ipaglaban ang karapatan ng mga kabataan!..tutulan ag budget cut!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;FTW…………………………………ano raw?????..hay…wiiiiiiiiiw…..boom!&amp;#8230;sabog!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10233821498</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10233821498</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2011 03:18:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Life of A Socially-Challenged</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;im not the most ‘social’ person in the world…im not friendly…like..at all…I just go all awkward and uneasy whenever im with unfamiliar faces…I also suck at making conversations which just makes matters worst..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Im not a snob..but..people always get the wrong idea..Well..Can’t blame them. though…I give them no reason to believe otherwise..Im usually a jolly person..I honestly talked a lot..that is, if im with people im really comfortabl with..i have a whole arsenal of crazy antics with me..things that are weird, childish, sometimes gross…the bottom line is…I am actually quite fun to be with…I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;But..It’s like I have this split personality thing going on…As much as I am stupid and vocal and just being me with those people im really comfortable with…it’s sort of the contrary whenever im with strangers or even people that im not comfortable with…I rarely talk…I cant maintain eye-contact..I stutter…I become all awkward…and conscious..and I hate the feeling…It’s like…im totally clueless on how to interact with new acquaintances…I go all poised and I dunno..im just afraid that they might judge me or something….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;That’s why im often called rude…and that’s why a lot of people are awkward with me..whenever I talk with them, I cant really look them in the eye…what can I do??..im just too shy to do it!..but apparently, they would hold it against me and call me rude…arent they the ones rude??&amp;#8230;whatever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;I also don’t smile a lot..that’s why some would actually think of me as ‘suplada’ or arrogant…im not….its just that…I think it is kind of weird if you would actually walk down the street with a smile plastered on your face&amp;#8222;,with no apparent reason..baliw-baliwan..ganun??..And whenever I pass by somebody I know….i would revert my eyes somewhere and pretend not see him or her…I know it looks rude and unpolitely but…I have this reservation that they might not smile back if I smiled at them…im just shy..too shy…And besides..im afraid to embarrass myself..and whenever I talk with people im not comfortable with…I almost always end up embarrassing myself….I always ran out of words to say…or etc…That’s why..most of the time..i distance myself from other people…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Im a loner, alright..i only got few friends..and most of them are kids ways below my age line…yah..pathetic..i know…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;That’s why…My friends are important to me..aside from my family..they are the force that actually stops me from giving up..it my sound cheesy…and so not me…coz..im not a showy kinda person..i am still quite reserved even with the best of my friends…I may not show them…but I do care..and im actually scared if they would turn their backs on me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;That’s why im not showy..and&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I may even seem to ignore them..and at times I do…I could also be so unaware and careless about their feelings but that is just a defense mechanism..Everyone of us does have..in a way or another anyway….Im just so afraid to share &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;all of me with them…because..im afraid to be hurt if those people whom I learned to trust would actually turn their backs on me….that’s why I always reserve a part of me…..a part that belongs to myself and myself alone…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Anyways..how did it ever went to that???..im talking about being socially-challenged here…Wtf…I got carried away…whatever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So…if you knew some people who are arrogant or a snob…don’t judge them,..there is always two sides of the story…what you feel or observe is just the half of it…what may seem in the surface isn’t really what it is inside…Not all people are Ms. Friendship…some of ‘em are like the opposite..Actually..if you know some people who are like me…you should actually reach out to them.&amp;#8222;,they might feel a whole lot awkward..and so would you…but..people like me just needs some push for us to interact normally..you should actually be insistent to the point of annoyance…I think this is what we need…for you to make us feel welcome…that you would not judge us whatever …It you could be this annoying person…you could actually help people like me…or sort of like me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So……..that’s all I guess………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;..AaaaaHhhhhhh!!!!..i need friends!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10233803837</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10233803837</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2011 03:17:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Melancholy of the Lost</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Have you ever felt alone&amp;#160;? Have you ever felt like there’s nowhere to go?? Have you ever tried seeking for who you are and what’s your worth? Have you tried finding a place in this world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Wala lang..I just asked…Bakit? May angal?..Isa pa palang tanong..Nagtagumpay ka naman ba? I mean..nahanap mo naba ang lugar mo dito sa mundong ibabaw??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Ako kasi..di pa…Kainis nga eh..Dyahe..ayoko ng ganitong feeling….pa-down eh..Nakaka-emo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Na-realize ko kasi na mahirap palang mabuhay kung di mo alam kung ano ang purpose mo..para kanino ka ba nabubuhay?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ano ba talaga ang papel mo sa mundo?..Saan ka ba talaga lulugar..san ka ba patungo? (parang tinagalog ko lang yung tanong sa taas ah…ang galing!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Kung di mo din alam ang sagot sa mga tanong na to eh di cool! May kasama ako..good for you&amp;#8222;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Naiinis lang ako..kasi feeling ko..nakasakay ako sa bangka in the middle of the sea na wala man lang sagwan…nakalutang lang..at tutungo kung san man dalhin ng agos..wow..cinematic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Mahirap talaga lumugar kung di mo alam kung san lulugar at lalo na kung di mo alam kung ano ba lulugaran mo..We have this nature to seek for a place where we belong&amp;#8222;for a place where could find our worth…ang problema..para ka namang nag-treasure hunting nun….anhirap…di mo alam kung it exist or it doesn’t…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Ako nga…di ko pa din sya nakikita..kaya nga feeling emo ako eh..kasi..even if at times I feel that I belong…mas lamang pa din yung times na hindi….insensitive man ako sa mata ng lahat…sensitive talaga ako sa totoo lang…konting criticism lang…wasak na ang tagpi-tagpi kong confidence..yung tipong tinamaan ng mga nangangalit na angry birds..kafoow!..basag agad.. magaling lang talaga ako magtago kaya di halata…kaya nga takot ako sa mga recitation nay an eh…Anyway…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Lagi ko hinahanap yung lugar that would make me feel that im of worth..i tried looking for it in the company of my friends..pero….i cant totally say that I found it…Kasi kahit feel ko nakita ko na..para pa ding hindi..minsan nga..feeling ko..i don’t really belong..na saling-pusa lang ako..nag-emote ba?!!&amp;#8230;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Hay….di ko alam kung ano gagawin ko…wala akong definite na plano…di ko alam kung ano mangayayari sa future…di ako sure sa lahat ng bagay..in short..lutang talaga ako..lutang na lutang…di ko na nga alam kung anong gagawin ko sa buhay ko..di ko pa alam kung ano ba talaga halaga ko?..aminin mo..ganyan ka din..di ba..di ba??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Alam mo ba yung feeling na wala naman talagang nagke-care sayo?..yung minsan…gusto mo na patayin ang self mo malaman lang kung may makaka-miss sayo..kasi nga diba..malalaman mo lang na mahalaga ang isang tao kung wala nga ito…pero…..hindi ko naman iniisip magpatiwakal..bad yun…although on second thoughts..pero wag na….muna..pero..stupid kaya…eh kung patay na ako..pano ko pa malalaman kung may naka-miss sa akin??..di ako ganun Katanga….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Kaya…like everyone else..no choice ako…life must go on…malay ko ba naman kung along the way eh biglang magka-lightbulb at malaman ko na kung anong sagot sa aking mga answer..este question pala..kaya kayo rin..dont give up….kung feel nyo lost kayo..tandaan nyo….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;mas lost pa din ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;kaya magpasalamat kayo!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10233745404</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10233745404</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2011 03:12:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Frugality sucks...yeah it d0es..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So I was strolling at the mall this morning and I passed by this store selling digital cameras. I know little about them but im pretty sure that they are quite the latest models. And a particular model there caught my attention. Its colored blue and I didn’t care about anything else. So I excitedly rushed to the window and see if how much that camera does cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So I looked for its price tag, luckily it has one of this string thing-y attached to a square-ish piece of paper with its descriptions and stuffs together with the price. And my eyes grew wide at the sight of its ridiculously insane price. 15,000Php (Its roughly $334).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;What the fudge! I know that prices are now on its all time high (kinda) but 15000Php for a small digital camera is way too expensive! You could even buy a notebook (and by notebook I mean those mini laptops, not the notebook we use in schools) for that price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;But I just can’t blame the manufacturers though. As businessmen their primary goal is to gain profit and they just did what is expected of them. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So I walked away, disheartened by the fact that I could never buy that piece of technological wonder. Well, even if its like 3000Php, I couldn’t still buy it. My mom would definitely give me a sermon of a lifetime I did. So I just walked away with head down low and in a very em0 way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;I just sighed. Why am I not blessed financially as others? Hey, im not really complaining about my social tier. I mean, im kinda lucky that my parents could afford my basic necessities and more. Still, there are just times when I cant help but feel envio&lt;/span&gt;us with those people my age who can have practically every material luxuries they wanted.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Studying in another city, I need to live in allowance. I could splurge and indulge myself in some small things but I could never have the freedom to buy anything I want. We aren’t rich so I actually need to consider stuffs before buying a single thing (Well, its not been the case when I have learned the concept of “Asset”. For a time, I just bought everything I want coz In my mind they are assets..whatever). My mom taught me to buy only essential stuffs but of course, im just human. I also want some luxuries in life. I also want to go with the trend. I also want to have the latest gadgets or to have the coolest clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;But of course I can’t have that. We’re not financially adept for my worldly material desires. That’s why I cant wait to have a good-paying job. I want to earn a lot and if I have saved enough….I will have my own business..And that will happen 5 years after I graduated….Because, get this….when I turn 25, Im gonna be the richest woman in the country…..so you better watch out!!&amp;#8230;Mwahahahahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10233583824</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10233583824</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2011 03:00:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Why do we have runny nose and smelly feet. Shouldnt it be the other way around?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;nope! aside from it sounds totally douche-y….come on! runny feet? smelly nose?..they just cant be..they would just cancel each other’s effects..so it is better for them to stay that way…does my answer makes sense to you?…yeah…it doesn’t make sense to me either… whatever..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10160146742</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10160146742</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2011 06:02:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>What do you think is the coolest anime ever?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;..I got a lot of Anime Faves..but so far..here are my TOP 5..in no particular order..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. Special A&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. Ouran High&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. Maid Sama&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. Yamato Nadeshiko&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5. TOradora&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;..there are actually alot of em…but these 5 are the ones that first came to my mind..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10120905572</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10120905572</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 04:54:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Wedding Wag Na Lang?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;..Habang naglalakad ako sa Sinehan ng SM Iloilo….may kung anong espiritu yatang pumasok sa ulo ko kaya naisipan kong manuod ng movie……kahit pa 200 lang yung dala kong pera at for 2 day consumption ko pa sana yun..(wala akong magagawa..mahirap talaga ang buhay ni Juan dela Cruz..at impulsive sya..true story)….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Nakita ko agad ang Poster ng Final Destination 5….papasok na sana ako…pero di pa pala ako nakabili ng ticket…muntik pa tuloy akong masita ng guard…buti na lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Papunta na akong ticket booth nang maisip ko ang isang bagay…The local cinema is dying..minsan na nga lang sa isang taon kung gumawa ng pelikula ang mga pinoy producers na hindi kasali MMFF…I need to support the local film scene…It is my duty as a filipino to do so….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Pero pa-echos ko lang talaga yun….dahil….naunahan na ako ng takot..anscary kaya ng FD series tapos manonood pa ako na ako lang mag-isa..hay…eto ang mahirap pag single ka…wala kang mahila sa oras ng kagipitan…At isa pa..ayokong ma-trauma ulit…Nung manood kasi ako ng Final Destination 1..as in tumatak sya sa mind ko nang bonggang-bongga..halos one week din akong muntik nang magkulong sa bahay…Talo ko pa ang may mga phobia dahil sa takot ko….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Anyways, kaya ayun…Nakita ko na showing pa din yung “Wedding Tayo, Wedding Hindi” kaya din a ako nag-isip pa. Bumili na ako ng ticket at diretso na sa loob ng sinehan……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Pag-upo pa lang sa sinehan..iba na agad yung atmosphere…antahimik….paglingon ko…dun ko lang nakita………walang multo no..feeler naman you….pero ako lang mag-isa ang laman ng whole theater…Nawindang naman ako…pero kiber…keri lang akong naka-upo dun…but I just cant shake the uneasiness..mantaking nyo ba naman..sa pagkalaki-laki ng cinema 1 eh ako lang ang only living lifeform dun…maliban na lang siguro sa mga ipis at unseen bugs na present din at makiki-nood..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Kaya pasalamat ko nang may pumasok na….so ayun..after a moment…nagstart na yung movie…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;So skip ako sa details…yokong maging spoiler…pero isa lang ang masasabi ko…I….was……disappointed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;They market the film as a comedy movie…siguro nga funny naman sya…pero kulang eh…unsatisfied ako..parang hindi worth it yung pera ko…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Napaisip tuloy ako…has the humor level of pinoy comedy films decreased? Kasi…its not really funny…Iba kasi yung natural na nakakatawa sa parang pinipilit maging nakakatawa…Kasi its like, the “comedy” in the movie is different..Parang OA…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;May sense naman yung film…kahit papano..it really depicts the life in the country….pero ang mga scenes na supposed to be funny eh di naman na-achieve ang goal…Even the lines…I dunno if it really what it supposed to be but the lines are so gasgas na..yung tipong..nadinig mo naman na kaya din a sya funny pakinggan..And some lines aren’t even funny at all..yung lines na dapat funny sya, eh hindi eh..Parang yung&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;‘Funny-ness’ ng lines just relied on how Toni’s Character talked. She talked like a parloristang bading and honestly, its sometimes OA kaya instead na matawa ka, hindi na lang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Hey, Im not an expert critique..i just wanna share my opinion. After all, we’re a free country. Im also not criticizing the Actors of the said movie or even the movie itself. But its just sad how the quality of the comedy films dropped. Di tulad nung mga old comedy movies na funny and hilarious talaga. Parang ngayon, dinadaan na lang sa exaggeration funny-ness….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Kainis nga eh..wala pa talagang pinoy comedy film of this generation na nagpatawa sakin ng bonggang-bongga..yung hindi lang ako mapapa-LOL…pero mapapa-ROLF pa..ah ewan…kelan pa kaya magkakaron ng movies na ganun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;..isa lang alam ko&amp;#8230;..gutom na ako&amp;#8230;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10120493853</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10120493853</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 04:18:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Sad Eyes?..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;I remember a guy told me before- “You have sad eyes. Even if you smile, its like your eyes are still sad. Why?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;And it got me really thinking……how? So I remember checking my eyes after I went home from school that day. I cant see it though. I mean, I cant see how my eyes are sad. It seem normal to me. O talagang lang may mga bagay na nakikita ng ibang tao about sa’tin na di natin nakikita sa sarili natin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Its been years since I was told about it but it kind of stuck in my head. Why wont it be? It must have been the most near-movie lines ever spoken to me. I mean, this line is what you can only hear in movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;It actually got me thinking. I mean, im not sad that day that he said those things. Like totally not feeling sad at all. So I was kind of puzzled where in the world did he get that idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Ngayon ko lang sort of na gets kung ano ang ibig nyang sabihin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;The eyes are the windows to our soul. Isang bintana na nagsasalamin ng ating tunay na saloobin. Sinasalamin nito ang mga bagay na tunay nating nararamdaman na kahit tayo mismong sarili natin ay di pa narerealize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Kaya naisip ko tuloy. Yun ba ang totoo kong nararamdaman? Kalungkutan? Sinasalamin ban g mga mata ko ang kalungkutan sa loob ko? Baka. Dati, di ko lubos maisip kung bakit ako magiging malungkot. I have friends that support me. Family that loves me. Okay na ko ron. Pero sila pala yung nagsilbing distraction para di ko muna mapansin yung emptiness nayun sa loob ko. Malalim ba? Wala akong magagawa. Malalim talaga ang buhay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Narealize ko lang kung gano pala ako ka-lutang nung mag-aral ako sa ibang lugar. Yung malayo sa pamilya. Malayo sa kaibigan. Yung tipong anlayo na ng narating mo tapos bigla na lang may nag-restart ng game mo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Kelengan ng bagong mga kaibigan at iba pa. Di naman kasi natin kayang mabuhay ng tayo lng mag-isa..lahat tayo kelangan g at least isang kaibigan sa buhay..No man is an island nga diba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Mahirap pala. Akala ko, independent na ako, di pa pala, feeling ko lang pala yun..Di naman tayo talaga nagiging independent eh. Kahit pa sabihin nating independent na tayo, kasinungalingan lang yun..kasi..on one way or another,.umaasa pa din tayo sa iba…di man natin alam pero we always rely on somebody, or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Siguro nga na nire-reflect ng mga mata natin kung anong sa loob natin. Kasi, kung iisipin ko…kahit naging Masaya naman ako..parang laging may kulang…lagi kong iniisip nun ang mga bagay bagay..anxious ako sa mga mangyayari…eh mas na-magnified pa yun ngayong anlayo ko sa family ko..emo tuloy ako ngayon..yung feeling lost…ewan ko….di ko na alam kung san ako tutungo..di sa nagdadrama ako..ganito talaga ang feeling ko..senti-mode ako eh…walang basagan…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Lahat naman ng tao may kanya-kanyang drama. May kanya-kanyang pelikula…yung iba, mas madami lang publicities kaya mas mabenta..eh pano yung gaya nating small-time lang? konti lang ang sumusubaybay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Teka…pano napunta dun yung usapan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Syanga pala……..nalilito na ako….nawala na yung rhythm ko sa&lt;/span&gt; pagsusulat..este.pagta-type ko pala…teka nga&amp;#8230;wht&amp;#8217;s the difference? dyahe..ansrap na ng pag-e-emo ko eh..andun na eh..feel na feel ko na…pero sabi nga nila…kung saan malapit mo nang maabot ang gusto, bigla ka na lang ilalayo dito..hay ewan ko ba..ang buhay talaga parang life…matutulog na nga lang ako……boring…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10120227195</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10120227195</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 03:56:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;.Its kinda blurry..but i think…it when we went to some sort of a party of something and im like four..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10120053649</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10120053649</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 03:42:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>s-MALL w0nders</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Malls amaze me. They are just one of the few places in the world where you can find all types of people from all walks of life. I mean, you can find in there all sort of people; from the general unwashed to the members of elite societies. Its like malls are the terminal where different social tiers meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Not only that, malls also seems to cater to all your needs. Hungry? There are lots of fast-food chains to choose from. Or you could just stick to the budget friendly stalls located at the mall’s food court, whatever. Its your choice anyways. Bored? Just a simple walk around the mall cures that. Looking at those stall windows where different awesome products are showcased is already fun. But of course, do that at your own risk. Before you window shop, make sure that you are strong against your shopaholic urges…or if you are really tempted..make sure you have lots of moneys with you. Hah! Malls are frustrating in that way. I mean, whenever im at a mall, I always feel this urge to buy stuffs…but I cant..coz I don’t have any money for it..it just depressed me..urgh!!..Ooh&amp;#8222;Where am I again?..yeah..malls cater to almost all of your needs…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;If window shopping is a very risky idea for you (and by risky I mean you cant handle those urges) then, you can have fun by, watching movies perhaps? Or just go to the malls arcade areas or something. They are sure fun. Or if your kinda lucky, mybe there is an event at the mall or something. Its free to watch which means free fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;That’s why I love hanging out in malls. With or without company, I would go to a mall and just waste my time there. A trip to a bookstore is just so fun and I love how there is a myriad of people passing by each other in the busy mall traffic. I just so love people. I don’t like inter-acting with them though. Im really not a social person. Im more of socially challenged. But I love watching them, observing them. Watching at how they interact. Eyeing their fashion sense. It just much fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;Besides, malls have been a staple part of every person in the city. Come on, who still hasn’t been to a mall? Especially in the city? We go there to spend time. We go there to relax whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;What am I trying to say? I dunno. Maybe, for those who have been lucky to have access to these s-MALL wonders (see what I did there..*wink*), malls are most of the time, taken for granted. You see, even I myself dun know what the heck im ranting about!..I just wanna write how cool malls are then how did I ended up sounding like some sort of a mall-rights activist..whatev…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" xml:lang="EN-US"&gt;I just wanna say malls are cool! And I love hanging there…that’s all…I guess…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10119630385</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10119630385</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 03:11:42 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Confessions of A College Student: Part 1</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ayun. Nagsawa na ako sa kaka-english ko. Mahirap din palang mag-sulat kung di yung mother-tongue mo ung gamit mo..hay…………..Sino ba kasi nagsabi sakin na mag-english?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways, gusto ko lang maglabas ng stress. So ngayon, di ko alam kung anong konek ng pagsusulat sa paglalabas ng stress. Ni di nga sila rhyme pero dahil nagsusulat ako ngaun, kaya yun na yun.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kaya pala ako stress ngayon dahil……..estudyante ka ba? Kasi kung oo, tyak makaka-relate ka. Pwede ring hindi. Di naman kasi tayo lahat pare-pareho. May bagay na stressful para sa isa pero enjoyable naman sa isa. Bat ganun? Bat di nalang pare-pareho yung mga tao? Teka nga, paki ko ba.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;San na nga ba ako? Ah oo. Sa Pilipinas. Pero wala yung konek sa isusulat ko. Pa-effect lang sya.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Balik tayo. Minsan ba sa buhay-estudyante mo, na-feel mo din yung urge na tumigil na? yung feeling na, ayaw mo na kahit pwede pa. teka, angulo. Ganito yun eh. Yung kahit financially, kaya mo naman pero emotionally, parang ayaw mo na (perfect!).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ako, oo. Ngayon, di ko alam kung willing kang magbasa ng mga hinaing (wow, lalim) ko sa buhay. Di eto Bob Ong blogs na maa-amuse ka or Educational essays na may matututunan ka. Isa lang itong simpleng sulat (letter?..di rin..di ko alam ung term eh) na simpleng nagpapahayag ng aking simpleng saloobin (sa paborito ko yung word na simple eh.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gusto ko yung buhay ko, perfect. Sino ba ang ayaw? Gusto ko ring yumaman. Nakaka-relate ka naman siguro dun right? Kaya nga ako nag-aaral, para yumaman. Para mabili yung things na gusto ko bilhin. Kung alam nyo lang kung ilang weeks na puro billionaire na lang ni travie Mcoy yung pinapakinggan ko. Sasabog na yata eardrums ko dun eh. Aminin na natin, lahat tayo gustong grumadweyt para makakuha ng trabaho in the future. Eh para san yung trabaho? Eh di passes para yumaman.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gaya ng isang simleng estudyante, gusto ko din grumadweyt. Kasi nga parangap ko yung yumaman. Pero Kahit pa sabihin ko na nagsisikap ako ngayon sa pag-aaral (weh?..di nga??) para maabot yung pangarap nayun, May time pa din na parang ayoko na. Tinatamad na ako. Gaya ngaun….(May exam nga pala ako bukas no..)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oo na. Di lahat nakakapag-aral kaya dapat kong bigyan halaga na I have the opportunity. Pero di naman lahat ng dapat eh nakakapagpasaya. May mga bagay na kahit dapat at tamang gawin, hindi mo naman ikinakasiya.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gets ko na importante ang pag-aaral. Kung di ko yun alam, tingin mo ba umabot pa ako ng college? Alam ko yun kaya nga kahit hilong talilong na ako sa kaka-aral, gogogo pa din. Pero masama bang tamarin? Mortal sin ba yun? Sino me sabi na kasalanan yun?? Suntukan na lang o!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Normal naman yun sa student diba? And I answer my own question, OO!! Isipin mo naman, simula ng magka-isip ka, puro na lang pag-aaral ang inaatupag mo. Sino ba di magsasawa? Definitely not me! Dahil sawa na ako! (Wag lang sanang mabasa ng parents ko to dahil lagot ako)..naiisip ko tuloy na darating pala yung punto sa buhay natin na instead of education is something we&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;must want nagiging it is something we must have na lang.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Education should be something we willingly do and we should be having fun in the process. Pero sa sitwasyon ko ngayon, Parang nawala na yung “having fun” na part. Yung feeling na napipilitan ka na lang. Badtrip. Sino ba kasi nagpa-uso na yung taong may degree lang yung socially superior. Nakaka-inis na stereotyping yan. Di lang naman maaachieve ang education inside the four-walled room. Kasi ang education, it consist of life itself. At di lang naman dapat aral ng aral ah. Diba nga may kasabihan “All work and no play make Jack insane??&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pero kahit ganun. Kahit tinatamad na ako na parang ayoko ko na, na parang ung limit of my brain approaches the threshold na for insanity, mag-aaral parin ako. Kasi pipingutin ako ng parents ko ng bonggang bongga pag hindi. Ayos din kasi sila kung minsan. Hanep kung makanermon kung di magawa ung assignments, ano ako elementary? Sila talaga ang pandagdag pressure sa pag-aaral. Kung bumagsak ka lang sa isang exam akala mo end of the world na kung mag-sermon eh. Di nga ako bothered, sila pa ung bothered much. Para namang andali ng lessons. yUn ang nakakainis. Kala mo sinong magagaling. Try kaya nilang i-solve yung mga calculus problems? Baka nga wala silang maisagot eh. Hindi kaya madali ang maging estudyante. Sila ang dapat makaalam nyan first and foremost kasi dumaan na sila sa ganitong stage.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pero di ko naman sila masisisi. Parents just want the best for their kids. Kahit nagiging their royal nagger-ness pa sila. Tsaka, yun lang naman ung hinihingi nila eh (yata..)..ang mag-aral tau..ng mabuti..sapat na raw yung kabayaran sa mga paghihirap nila…or so they said to me…kaka-guilty tuloy ang feeling na tinatamad nang mag-aral….Bat ganun??..kahit feeling lang na tamarin mahirap pa ibigay??&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kaya eto ako…basang basa sa ulan&amp;#8222;..walang masisilungan..walang malalapitan..itago mo ako sa lilim ng iyong pagmamahal..hay booring…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ayun. Lutang tuloy ako ngayun…di ako maka-process ng data. Memory ko full na. Kelangan ko pang mag-scan..puno na ng academic virus ang utak ko…baka kelangan ko pang mag-install ng bagong application…pantanggal tamad..at higit sa lahat…..kelangan ko na rin yatang mag-download……ng mga kinain ko kanina&amp;#8222;,…..napasobra yata sila..kaya…off to the lavatory I go!..&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10021643628</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/10021643628</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2011 23:18:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Dweeb oN!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just wanna say that whatever you see posted in here could also be posted in my page in Blogger. They actually have the same blog title which is The Dweeb Diaries..and my blogs (or whatever it is now called) would actually contain the same things, word by word&amp;#8230;.isnt it great??&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lets enrich your vocabs..why Dweeb Diaries?..well Dweeb literally meant &amp;#8220;&lt;span&gt;A person regarded as socially inept or foolish, often on account of being overly studious.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey! Im not saying that im foolish (well, on some occasions&amp;#8230;.i am..) nor that im studious (never did..never will).. but i can actually say that Dweeb is perfect!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I could be socially inept sometimes. Yun eh kung tama yung pagkaka-intindi ko ng inept. Pero the thing is, i am a socially awkward and foolish person (oo na!..foolish na kung foolish!!) and interacting and socializing is really hard for me to do..sometimes&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, sharing my thoughts vocally in person is so hard!. That&amp;#8217;s why, the things i think imma write in this blog thing is about stuffs that my dweeby mind could think&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Insights about the world!!..just kidding!!..but seriously&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So. I would end this entry with this statement (or sort)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Go plunge into the Dweebiness!!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/9990926607</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/9990926607</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2011 06:24:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Bef0re anyThing else.......i say WTT!!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;.before anyone one of you (if there is even a single person aside from me who would waste their time reading this craps) react to my curse-y opening..i will just clear that its not swearing..i just merely wanna say..WTT!!..welcome to Tumblr!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.You see, im not a bloggy person. i dun even know why in the world am i writing here&amp;#8230;but..i do love to write..well, even most of the time, my writings are just nonsense crappy pieces..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, i thought this site is like fb and twitter and other but after checking it, i was like, &amp;#8220;oh! a blogsite&amp;#8221;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I dunno if this blog thing-y will even attract even a single reader (i do hope so. the idea of people reading this is just&amp;#8230;awesome!) but it&amp;#8217;d be great if it would..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I dun know what this blog will even be about. Maybe it will be primarily about my sentiments as a student, maybe some reactions, reviews, whatevs..so just watch out..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;anyway..this concludes my first entry,.,.what, you expect it to be a lengthy piece? dream on!..hahahaha.. im kinda lazy by the time being&amp;#8230;so &amp;#8230;.au revoir mi amigos mi amiga!!..(yeah&amp;#8230;..i dunno if that even makes sense.) &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/9990348325</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/9990348325</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2011 05:37:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"“Kung kaya nga ng iba……

..eH di sila nalang ang guMawa”"</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;“Kung kaya nga ng iba……&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;..eH di sila nalang ang guMawa”&lt;/p&gt;”</description><link>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/9951903059</link><guid>http://sarcasticautumn.tumblr.com/post/9951903059</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Sep 2011 04:35:00 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
