<?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-7794664</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:41:19.950+08:00</updated><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>NOELpunx</title><subtitle type='html'>my name is noel... but who am i? where do i come from? what am i doing here?

these are the questions i ask myself... these are the questions i seek to conquer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-7787781433290510217</id><published>2008-05-24T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T05:53:58.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clarification</title><summary type='text'>this is just to clarify that the blog entry before this one is not my own.  i forgot that i had cross posts activated with my blogger accounts.  after two years a friend of mine surfaces and decides to catch up and me telling my friend about this "logbook" site.  i already took out the cross posting between these blogs just to keep all the posts where they should be. :-)sorry for any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/7787781433290510217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=7787781433290510217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/7787781433290510217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/7787781433290510217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2008/05/clarification.html' title='clarification'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-5246569596637471807</id><published>2007-05-25T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T18:08:06.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost in the nakaw world</title><summary type='text'>there was a time when i was happily biking on the streets of dubai.one fine evening, after work,  i found it not where i left it.6 months of togetherness.  me and my bike. it's time to really say goodbye.and like a pet that died, i'll get a new one or two.  soon.  let go and move on.  secret to life.  shhh...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/5246569596637471807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=5246569596637471807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/5246569596637471807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/5246569596637471807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2007/05/lost-in-nakaw-world.html' title='lost in the nakaw world'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-540549470283284397</id><published>2007-05-18T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:52:26.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delle cose incomprensibile</title><summary type='text'>magari avendo un ideale mi ha datto tanta sfida di far crescere il mio standard nella vita. magari veramente, credo che potrei fare una differenza, di creare una utopia nel mondo nel campo dell'urbanismo.  alcune giorni fa, c'eranno delle cose che non posso capire al lavoro.certo che tutto quello che credo di fare per creare degli spazi belle non e' possibile di realizzare senza la approvazione </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/540549470283284397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=540549470283284397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/540549470283284397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/540549470283284397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2007/05/delle-cose-incomprensibile.html' title='delle cose incomprensibile'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-5718366915792742808</id><published>2007-05-13T05:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T05:55:03.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>holyweek 2007</title><summary type='text'>its been one "heaven" of a holy-days during the holy week.  sheer happiness.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/5718366915792742808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=5718366915792742808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/5718366915792742808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/5718366915792742808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2007/05/holyweek-2007.html' title='holyweek 2007'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-2625922680225720358</id><published>2007-05-11T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T18:27:42.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kish Trip Round 2</title><summary type='text'>*this is my long overdue Kish Report5 months in the city of superlatives.  No fixed source of income yet but the prospects were many.  Nonetheless, I was entitled (by force of law) to my second trip to the famous exit island of Kish in Iran.No matter how sad the isle’s stories were, I remembered how peaceful my first exit experience was.  This time I wouldn’t be making the same mistake of keeping</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/2625922680225720358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=2625922680225720358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/2625922680225720358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/2625922680225720358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2007/05/kish-trip-round-2.html' title='Kish Trip Round 2'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-116491738502417314</id><published>2006-12-01T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T04:09:45.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fast paced november</title><summary type='text'>it is filled with events... before i know it... or rather before i finish this blog it is already the first of december.so what did happen?kicked myself out of my former office (also termed as resigned)went to kish (again)did my second round of job hunting (see last post)found a job (cool one)and a very fast paced timeline at work.yeah, now im working as an urban designer.  signing the contract </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116491738502417314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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mindcome herecome hereim gettingsmittenif only i couldif only i couldif only i couldget youto come herebe here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116318387311969219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=116318387311969219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116318387311969219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116318387311969219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/11/be-here.html' title='be here'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-116299901148917422</id><published>2006-11-08T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:16:51.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arbeitslos</title><summary type='text'>today is my official break from work day.  ive visited a lot of companies that ive just heard of but they seem pretty interesting.  as of press time, there was a positive response.  we'll see where this will go tomorrow, as tomorrow, i will still visit a couple more companies.  must... be... aggressive!!!despite this aggressiveness with the plan of action for the rest of the week, i experienced </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116299901148917422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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this month.  i dont know about your tagboards but the one i initially had wasnt showing up anymore (or at least here in dubai).  and the ones that we have (had) always asks for a password thingy... uncool.  i dont know elsewhere.  anyway, i decided to switch it with a cooler one.  it worked for a couple of days but then  it seems to be blocked again... cripes!  i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116203066313289833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=116203066313289833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116203066313289833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116203066313289833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagboard.html' title='the tagboard'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-116179054718999192</id><published>2006-10-25T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:35:47.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ramadan kareem</title><summary type='text'>Eid Mubarak! (Blessed Festival!)This marks the end of Ramadan and in muslim countries, this signals a very big celebration.   (this can be juxtaposed with our Christmas celebration). For us who belong to the private sector, we had 2 days off from work as opposed to a week-long holiday for government employees.I was only thinking of spending the holidays at home studying, which also means spending</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116179054718999192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=116179054718999192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116179054718999192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116179054718999192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/ramadan-kareem.html' title='ramadan kareem'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-116178709622184128</id><published>2006-10-25T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:53:34.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>autograph of a respected artist</title><summary type='text'>my sister recently touched base with cynthia alexander and she said it was a blast. it is her story so i wont put that here but she was able to bring my insomnia CD and i want to share with all of you what she wrote to me.in case the script is illegible, it says, "Noel, we shall find we shall discover what is ours we shall recover, MALAYA! Cynthia Alexander" Astig, diba? Punx!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116178709622184128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=116178709622184128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116178709622184128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116178709622184128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/autograph-of-respected-artist.html' title='autograph of a respected artist'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-116142317896663542</id><published>2006-10-21T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:32:59.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You think you have problems and cannot solve them?</title><summary type='text'>I was sulking about certain events in my life, the state of dubai and it's rents, work, homesickness, lovesickness, what not...yes, yes, for those who know the depths of my being, we know that we know what this is... but it still helps to see something concrete, to be inspired, as a sign of our times, that there is hope despite the feeling of the world crumbling down.watch these two videos:in one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116142317896663542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=116142317896663542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116142317896663542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116142317896663542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-think-you-have-problems-and-cannot.html' title='You think you have problems and cannot solve them?'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-116102991665579861</id><published>2006-10-17T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T04:18:36.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Der Geburstag von Malaya</title><summary type='text'>note: this is a birthday greeting, a bit public but, nonetheless a greeting!Salam malays!!! Maligayang kaarawan po. :-)  We have solved one of your Oplan Malaya, at least it is on the way. :-)  Again, my best wishes for today and the year ahead of you, may you always recognize God's graces!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116102991665579861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=116102991665579861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116102991665579861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116102991665579861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/der-geburstag-von-malaya.html' title='Der Geburstag von Malaya'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-116064818825724720</id><published>2006-10-12T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T18:16:28.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gniggolb no peek</title><summary type='text'>  ?oynin kohub agm gna ab olugan ,ona o.thginot su htiw erew ehs hsiw yllaer i ho .uoy ot pu lla sti  .gniyonna ylnialp osla dna ,gnitseretni ,ynnuf eb dluoc ti  .yas i tahw fo esnes ekam ot evah tsuj uoy  .hsirebbig gnirettu i ma rehtien  .egaugnal rehtona ni gniklat ton mi  .yad noitarbelec a eb dluow yadot  .ti demrifnoc noitasrevnoc s'thgin tsal  .luos ym setavitpac ecarg dna htgnerts yht  .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116064818825724720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=116064818825724720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116064818825724720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116064818825724720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/gniggolb-no-peek.html' title='gniggolb no peek'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-116040775873991765</id><published>2006-10-09T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T17:41:08.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a unique creek mystique (edited)</title><summary type='text'>My Princess, how art thee?Thy illness does suppress me.Please make yourself better,Otherwise you'll get a dolphin sweater.Since I was out last night,And I saw the skyline's twilight,Memories from the past it did incite,Oh gosh, when will we unite.It seems that alwaysYou are in my thoughts and my craze,From Sundays to Saturdays,From cafes to sundaes.I could only curse the waitWhen will it set </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116040775873991765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=116040775873991765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116040775873991765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116040775873991765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/unique-creek-mystique-edited.html' title='a unique creek mystique (edited)'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-116038933767121339</id><published>2006-10-09T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T18:22:18.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who needs the rain?</title><summary type='text'>i did.  but now, seemingly, I don't need the rain's ambience for me to make a blog post or to write a poem.  I found out that I really just need a sufficient amount of inspiration to jump start my internal happiness or excitement, sorrow or guilt.In the recent past, I have again been meeting with friends, making real communication and spending quality time with them.  it is a good thing that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116038933767121339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=116038933767121339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116038933767121339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116038933767121339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/who-needs-rain.html' title='who needs the rain?'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-116030200935025283</id><published>2006-10-08T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:50:58.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more of freitag etc...</title><summary type='text'>the Mall of the Emirates mimicry of Milan's shopping centre."I just called... to say... dot AT.some more from the beach... oh so relaxing... if only there was...  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116030200935025283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=116030200935025283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116030200935025283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116030200935025283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-of-freitag-etc.html' title='more of freitag etc...'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-116021804304097175</id><published>2006-10-07T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T18:47:23.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day that was Frei (Freeday)</title><summary type='text'>It was a full Friday.  I thought I could catch up with my bed since I spent little time with it for the past few days, sometimes because of anxiety and other things.  But I had filled up my diary for the day since I woke up til the time I closed my eyes.I went to meet with Kaiser and family, it was good to see familiar faces again. Myself and Karl at the entrance to Children's City at Creek </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/116021804304097175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=116021804304097175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116021804304097175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/116021804304097175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-that-was-frei-freeday.html' title='the day that was Frei (Freeday)'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115979757124312491</id><published>2006-10-02T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:59:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks stan</title><summary type='text'>you're the man.  if it wasn't for your influence since the arch 60 series (introduction to urban planning and design), i wouldn't be doing what i am doing right now.  and partly i wouldnt be where I am now.  i knew right then that I wanted to become an urban designer apart from being an architect.  remember our "emotionally professional" talk at the conference room of manosa?  yes, slowly im </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115979757124312491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115979757124312491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115979757124312491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115979757124312491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/thanks-stan.html' title='thanks stan'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115979658066262973</id><published>2006-10-02T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:04:12.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whew!</title><summary type='text'>at long last... i can live normally again.  i thought i couldn't get it.  everything, earthly speaking, would be ok now...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115979658066262973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115979658066262973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115979658066262973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115979658066262973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/10/whew.html' title='whew!'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115960534360941279</id><published>2006-09-30T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T16:35:43.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ode to the sea</title><summary type='text'>oh sea, take my troubles awaylift me by your gentle breezebring me to where people do not betrayto you oh sand so fine,tread the worries from my backwith the water's coastlinesea, oh sea, do you see meall these lies and empty promisesbeing used, clearlybut your water, keeps coming back to the shoretherefore so must I, be strongnever to give up, as my Mentor.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115960534360941279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115960534360941279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115960534360941279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115960534360941279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/09/ode-to-sea.html' title='ode to the sea'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115960370485991566</id><published>2006-09-30T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T16:08:24.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop the world</title><summary type='text'>All the world's a masquerade, made up of fools and philosophers, were it to rain on our charade, all washes away, except for our true colors.  if we forget yesterday, we're bound to repeat it tomorrow.  It's not too late to start today, better off safe than sorry.  do unto those as you would do to yourselves. please stop the world from spinning 'round, we need more feet to walk in one another's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115960370485991566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115960370485991566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115960370485991566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115960370485991566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/09/stop-world.html' title='stop the world'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115885231676837056</id><published>2006-09-21T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T23:25:16.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation, books, and the start of a new life</title><summary type='text'>Most of the Filipinos in Dubai are going on vacation!!! How come?!  Most of the Europeans had their time last summer.I also would like to get mine except that I just started to work (technically speaking).  I have been here for 3 months and a week now and I am thinking of getting some time off from work this winter, that would be most wonderful.I haven't had a decent vacation this year!!! Waah!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115885231676837056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115885231676837056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115885231676837056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115885231676837056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/09/vacation-books-and-start-of-new-life.html' title='vacation, books, and the start of a new life'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115885100048642459</id><published>2006-09-21T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T19:01:15.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because the going is far</title><summary type='text'>Theme song of the moment!I'll Be ThereEscape ClubOver MountainsOver TreesOver OceansOver SeasAcross the DesertI'll be thereIn a whisper on the windOn the smile of a new friendJust think of meAnd I'll be thereDon't be afraid, oh my loveI'll be watching you from aboveAnd I'd give all the world tonight,To be with youBecause I'm on your side,And I still careI may have died,But I've gone nowhereJust </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115885100048642459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115885100048642459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115885100048642459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115885100048642459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/09/because-going-is-far.html' title='because the going is far'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115876254494994599</id><published>2006-09-20T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:29:04.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOE</title><summary type='text'>this is a long overdue post.  but thanks to bok purge,  i can post them now!this is my first time to visit the mall of the emirates.  an enormous mall, although not yet the biggest.  it boasts of many things which I will indicate now.when we first arrived, we went window shopping and we saw some famous personalities.this is the predator my pet  this is me compared to you! dont ever size me up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115876254494994599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115876254494994599&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115876254494994599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115876254494994599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/09/moe.html' title='MOE'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115876122177151700</id><published>2006-09-20T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:07:01.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>water fun</title><summary type='text'>Here in Dubai, in the midst of the desert, you'll always find lots of water features to entertain every single soul, young and the not so young.here is a sample as we were having a trip at the Dubai Marina with the arkiboks. Most of these water features are synchronised with sound, lots of light play and the water effects vary infinitely to amaze you endlessly.You'll be surprised if after this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115876122177151700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115876122177151700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115876122177151700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115876122177151700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/09/water-fun.html' title='water fun'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115876090149062424</id><published>2006-09-20T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:01:41.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday buddies</title><summary type='text'>here are two of my sunday buddies.  naughty but cute.  just like me.Alyza on the left and Bap on the right</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115876090149062424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115876090149062424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115876090149062424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115876090149062424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/09/sunday-buddies.html' title='sunday buddies'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115867846961258873</id><published>2006-09-19T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:08:04.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kish Kish mo sa Passport</title><summary type='text'>I went to Kish Island in Iran last Friday because my visa expired already.   If the country sounds dangerous, I don't blame you.  It is media's fault.  But I'll do my share in letting the world know what it is really like.Kish Island is a free zone.  Literally anybody can stay there as a tourist without visa for 14 days.  As it is, the island became famous for the "exodus" of visa run individuals</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115867846961258873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115867846961258873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115867846961258873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115867846961258873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/09/kish-kish-mo-sa-passport.html' title='Kish Kish mo sa Passport'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115434168959928735</id><published>2006-07-31T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:28:09.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delays</title><summary type='text'>unfortunately, some of my investments have to be postponed.  especially the idea of going back to biking, which is quite fine since it is really hot.  but my legs are really aching for some pumping pistol action.next month maybe my dear.this can wait... i think.  terno pa naman sa bag ko.schade talaga!!!  non `e il tempo giusto.  un po' di pazienza ci vuole.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115434168959928735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115434168959928735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115434168959928735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115434168959928735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/07/delays.html' title='delays'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115423427590268310</id><published>2006-07-30T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T12:37:55.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trash</title><summary type='text'>just a quickie post...it really sucks! i cant get over the fact that almost everybody here in Dubai doesn't care about their environment.  people leave their rubbish anywhere they want.  how stupid of these people.be it locals, indians, pakistanis, even fellow kababayans. sheesh...i hope the government do sanction the culprits as much as they do for the other filthy crimes, maybe a fine of AED </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115423427590268310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115423427590268310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115423427590268310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115423427590268310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/07/trash.html' title='trash'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115261419434410408</id><published>2006-07-11T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T18:11:33.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-dubai</title><summary type='text'>While walking last night, I was telling a friend how everything that's taking place in my life seems like a dream.  Dreams start from somewhere and it is always good to dream, yet remaining in touch with reality.Early this year, I dreamt of accomplishing things without any time frame in mind.  There was the meeting in Loppiano, Italy for architects in the Focolare, then there's an immense desire </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115261419434410408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115261419434410408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115261419434410408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115261419434410408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/07/pre-dubai.html' title='pre-dubai'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115244041370249622</id><published>2006-07-09T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T18:20:13.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delayed stories</title><summary type='text'>the last post was april.  sheesh... i wouldn't bore you with stuff that has accumulated cobwebs.  Bulletpoints would be enough.  (photos will be uploaded soon*)*subject to availabilityKILOMETERSTONESfor the past 3 monthsCORNERSTONEI finally finished my only project in my home city.  Check it out, it is at the corner of the main artery of Tagaytay and Ligaya Drive (the road going to Talisay).  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115244041370249622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115244041370249622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115244041370249622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/115244041370249622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/07/delayed-stories.html' title='delayed stories'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-115237119258233965</id><published>2006-07-08T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T23:06:32.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will wake up soon</title><summary type='text'>hello friends and dear ones...my spring/summer hibernation will soon be over.  all the transfers, trips, and movements have been done and somehow the dust particles and the floating stuff have almost settled.you will be hearing more from me.till the next.this is noelpunx from dubai temporarily signing out.salam!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/115237119258233965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=115237119258233965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114457421264960522</id><published>2006-04-09T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T17:16:52.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gatas ng kalabaw</title><summary type='text'>oh well, since im at it, id better write it down now. as a kid, i enjoyed the gatas ng kalabaw (carabao's milk) together with the kesong puti,every saturday morning, my nanay would always go to the town market to replenish all our resources at home.  at random intervals, she would buy gatas ng kalabaw.  it comes in a bottle of coke (12oz) and stuffed with banana leaves at its mouth, which then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114457421264960522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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puti, kalabaw na maitim, gatas ay maputi...have you guys seen the chain of stores along the Sta.Rosa - Tagaytay interchange?  these kesong puti stores.  they're selling Pinoy dairy products.  ansaya!  i've rediscovered the joy of eating kesong puti.  drinking carabao's milk and soya milk.eating kesong puti has imprinted a very specific experience in my childhood.  i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114457213708500744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114457213708500744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114457213708500744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114457213708500744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/04/kesong-puti.html' title='kesong puti'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114361211049224039</id><published>2006-03-29T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T14:01:50.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.. never wanted to anyway</title><summary type='text'>You Failed the US Citizenship TestOops, you only got 4 out of 10 right!Could You Pass the US Citizenship Test?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114361211049224039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114361211049224039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361211049224039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361211049224039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha-never-wanted-to-anyway.html' title='haha.. never wanted to anyway'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114361119733882013</id><published>2006-03-29T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:46:37.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>building cities, thats definitely what id like to do</title><summary type='text'>Your Brain's PatternStructured and organized, you have a knack for thinking clearly.You are very logical - and you don't let your thoughts get polluted with emotions.And while your thoughts are pretty serious, they're anything from boring.It's minds like yours that have built the great cities of the world!What Pattern Is Your Brain?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114361119733882013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114361119733882013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361119733882013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361119733882013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/building-cities-thats-definitely-what.html' title='building cities, thats definitely what id like to do'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114361073589222282</id><published>2006-03-29T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:38:55.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just where i am</title><summary type='text'>You Are 28 Years OldUnder 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.30-39: You are a thirtysomething at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114361073589222282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114361073589222282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361073589222282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361073589222282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-where-i-am.html' title='just where i am'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114361054281602191</id><published>2006-03-29T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:35:42.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true true</title><summary type='text'>How You Are In LoveYou take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.You tend to give more than take in relationships.You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.How </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114361054281602191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114361054281602191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361054281602191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361054281602191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/true-true.html' title='true true'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114361038481757449</id><published>2006-03-29T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:33:04.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i still want to design cities!!!</title><summary type='text'>You Should Get a MFA (Masters of Fine Arts)You're a blooming artistic talent, even if you aren't quite convinced.You'd make an incredible artist, photographer, or film maker.What Advanced Degree Should You Get?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114361038481757449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114361038481757449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361038481757449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361038481757449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-still-want-to-design-cities.html' title='i still want to design cities!!!'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114361023172322576</id><published>2006-03-29T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:30:31.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im done wih  math 54  duh</title><summary type='text'>You Passed 8th Grade MathCongratulations, you got 9/10 correct!Could You Pass 8th Grade Math?still i didnt get it all correct.   probably the statistics question. hahaha...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114361023172322576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114361023172322576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361023172322576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114361023172322576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-done-wih-math-54-duh.html' title='im done wih  math 54  duh'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114360993658482580</id><published>2006-03-29T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:25:36.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever - id rather have a mustang</title><summary type='text'>You Should Drive a Saturn SkyYou're sleek and smooth, and you need a car to match your hot persona.Besides, sometimes you want your top up - and sometimes you want it down.What 2007 Car Should You Drive?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114360993658482580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114360993658482580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360993658482580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360993658482580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/whatever-id-rather-have-mustang.html' title='whatever - id rather have a mustang'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114360982684065372</id><published>2006-03-29T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:23:46.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but i still get a double espresso with an extra shot</title><summary type='text'>You Are a FrappacinoAt your best, you are: fun loving, sweet, and modernAt your worst, you are: childish and over indulgentYou drink coffee when: you're craving something sweetYour caffeine addiction level: lowWhat Kind of Coffee Are You?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114360982684065372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114360982684065372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360982684065372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360982684065372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/but-i-still-get-double-espresso-with.html' title='but i still get a double espresso with an extra shot'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114360954752153752</id><published>2006-03-29T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:19:07.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as how they should be</title><summary type='text'>Your Eyes Should Be BrownYour eyes reflect: Depth and wisdomWhat's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heartWhat Color Should Your Eyes Be?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114360954752153752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114360954752153752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360954752153752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360954752153752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/as-how-they-should-be.html' title='as how they should be'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114360941836882004</id><published>2006-03-29T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:16:58.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think im in the wrong field or so they think</title><summary type='text'>Your Scholastic Strength Is EvaluatingYou are great at looking at many details and putting them all together.You are talented at detecting subtle trends, accuracy, and managing change.You should major in:StatisticsSpeechConflict studiesCommunicationFinanceMedicineWhat Should You Major In?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114360941836882004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114360941836882004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360941836882004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360941836882004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-think-im-in-wrong-field-or-so-they.html' title='i think im in the wrong field or so they think'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114360920955892918</id><published>2006-03-29T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:13:29.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im as cold as steel</title><summary type='text'>Your Love Element Is MetalIn love, you inspire and respect your partner.For you, love is all about fusing together for one incredible life experience.You attract others with wit and a bit of flash.Your flirting style is defined by making others want and value you.Greatness and optimism are the cornerstones of your love life.You may let go too easily, but you never get weighed down by your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114360920955892918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114360920955892918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360920955892918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360920955892918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-as-cold-as-steel.html' title='im as cold as steel'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114360900673240830</id><published>2006-03-29T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:10:06.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>under-experienced crap</title><summary type='text'>Your Dating Purity Score: 78%You are an under-experienced dater.This doesn't mean you're unexperienced - far from it.It just means that there's a lot of romance left to discover!Dating Purity Test</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114360900673240830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114360900673240830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360900673240830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360900673240830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/under-experienced-crap.html' title='under-experienced crap'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114360888022062539</id><published>2006-03-29T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:08:00.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should be?!? :-)</title><summary type='text'>You Should Be A PoetYou craft words well, in creative and unexpected ways.And you have a great talent for evoking beautiful imagery...Or describing the most intense heartbreak ever.You're already naturally a poet, even if you've never written a poem.What Type of Writer Should You Be?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114360888022062539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114360888022062539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360888022062539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360888022062539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/should-be.html' title='should be?!? :-)'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114360839408137628</id><published>2006-03-29T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T12:59:54.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird meter... hahaha</title><summary type='text'>You Are 40% WeirdNormal enough to know that you're weird...But too damn weird to do anything about it!How Weird Are You?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114360839408137628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114360839408137628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360839408137628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360839408137628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/weird-meter-hahaha.html' title='weird meter... hahaha'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114360810505169046</id><published>2006-03-29T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T12:55:05.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for a lack of better things to put in the blog, i'll put quizzes instead :-)</title><summary type='text'>Your Five Factor Personality ProfileExtroversion:You have high extroversion.You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends.You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation.Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go!"Conscientiousness:You have high conscientiousness.Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.Most things in your life are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114360810505169046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114360810505169046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360810505169046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360810505169046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/for-lack-of-better-things-to-put-in.html' title='for a lack of better things to put in the blog, i&apos;ll put quizzes instead :-)'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114360518717500040</id><published>2006-03-29T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T12:06:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intra</title><summary type='text'>no post nowadays.  why?  most of the things i communicate are for myself. reflections, examinations of the soul.  i think this is due to the lenten season.  since ash wednesday there was this constant urge to think inwardly for a change. not to serve my ego but to understand where am i going to in service of a united world.  sort of an executive checkup if you will.i beg pardon for those who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114360518717500040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114360518717500040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360518717500040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360518717500040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/intra.html' title='intra'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-114360483887363783</id><published>2006-03-29T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T12:00:38.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGay tay (from @bet) ng Rockista</title><summary type='text'>Galing kay @bet No DrugsRule:List seven songs you're into right now. No matter what the genre, whether [or not] they have words, or even if they're any good, they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs, then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.These are the songs usually (currently)  found in my playlist</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/114360483887363783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=114360483887363783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360483887363783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/114360483887363783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/03/tagay-tay-from-bet-ng-rockista.html' title='TAGay tay (from @bet) ng Rockista'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113725543123697892</id><published>2006-01-15T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T00:17:11.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a delayed sunset</title><summary type='text'>no. not today. just the posting of this photo.  it has long been due (see the beach) but i just received the photo.  it was one of the most spectacular sunsets last year.  there was some mist literally floating in the air just like the auroras in the north pole. just beautiful. i love it. i love you. and my ideal is my only good. everything may pass, but only unity will remain.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113725543123697892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113725543123697892&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113725543123697892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113725543123697892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/01/delayed-sunset.html' title='a delayed sunset'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113699967122067456</id><published>2006-01-12T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T01:14:31.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new sunset</title><summary type='text'>gosh... just when the day is full and you go home to find this outside the house... the very first clear one this year. surprisingly, the moon is shining so bright tonight.  outside it is like having a 10W daylight from afar... with the occassional clouds/fog, it dims a bit, 5W nalang softone pa hahaha....  and the ever present orion is there telling me what month it is during the year.music </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113699967122067456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113699967122067456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113699967122067456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113699967122067456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-sunset.html' title='new sunset'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113694109512599612</id><published>2006-01-11T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T08:58:15.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>opportunity</title><summary type='text'>hi guys, the wife of Sir Stanley contacted me asking for somebody for their office.  maybe you would know somebody to refer to her, or you could be the one! -preferrably male -preferrably with experience in interiors, commercial and institutional projects -versatile (can do planning, drafting, detailing) -not necessarily licensed -for immediate hiring (by the 15th of January if possible, if not </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113667701827727429</id><published>2006-01-08T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T07:39:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glück in jemanden verliebt sein</title><summary type='text'>it feels like Easter but it is just the end of Christmas!just like what the Easter song goes..."... darkness is gone forever, darkness is gone forever!"----i woke up very early this morning, quite unusual for me since i never get up before 8am for about 6 months now. lalo na on sundays because i normally get up by 9.30am again lalo na if i sleep later than 12 midnight. it is refreshing. the fog </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113667701827727429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113667701827727429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113667701827727429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113667701827727429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/01/glck-in-jemanden-verliebt-sein.html' title='Glück in jemanden verliebt sein'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113667596285779392</id><published>2006-01-08T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T07:19:22.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!!!</title><summary type='text'>ang latang pinoy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113667596285779392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113667596285779392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113667596285779392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113667596285779392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2006/01/yes.html' title='YES!!!'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113616886709192974</id><published>2006-01-02T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T10:27:47.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biker's Prayer</title><summary type='text'>lifted from the Firefly Brigade Mailgroup:As we bike through the city streets, the highways and  mountain trails        Protect us Lord from                  spills and  crashes                 trucks and cars whose drivers do not recognize our right to use the  roads                  dogs who like  to bite our shapely legs                 potholes, cracks and sharp objects that flatten our tires</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113616886709192974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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that ishalfway through the daywoke up earlygreeted friendspumped my bike and my father'sstudying deutschrecorded "more today than yesterday" by goldfingerlistening to musicwaiting for a callgonna eat lunch soonnothing to do... woo hoo!the year that will bezweitausendundsechsin zwölf Stundeauf Wiedersehen!Gute Fahrt!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113600471758345272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113600471758345272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113600471758345272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113600471758345272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/12/zweitausendundfnf.html' title='zweitausendundfünf'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113586752715422498</id><published>2005-12-29T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:45:27.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nag "opera" knb</title><summary type='text'>hi guys, recently, i've been browsing through PC World's 100 best products of 2005 and I stumbled upon this new (or at least to me) browser.  It's called Opera.much as i enjoyed using mozilla firefox since the early part of this year.  this browser has its own perks... yeah, more perks and as the review says it loads faster than IE 6 or the Mozilla Firefox 1.0.7 which i am using.  I am still in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113586752715422498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113586752715422498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113586752715422498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113586752715422498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/12/nag-opera-knb.html' title='nag &quot;opera&quot; knb'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113574476068464932</id><published>2005-12-28T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T12:47:53.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>migrating or dual residency?</title><summary type='text'>no this is not about going to another country. im referring to moving to another blog. i found one that is quite cool. it doesnt take much effort to customize the page. no heavy language on html needed. all you need is the flair for design and some whacky ideas. downside is it takes time to see all the small tweaks you've made. one every step of the way. upside is it has so much perks built-in to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113574476068464932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113574476068464932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113574476068464932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113574476068464932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/12/migrating-or-dual-residency.html' title='migrating or dual residency?'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113574428611229718</id><published>2005-12-28T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T12:31:26.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mga bata ng pagasa</title><summary type='text'>16" x 20" oil on canvasi hope you are happy just as i am. :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113574428611229718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113574428611229718&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113574428611229718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113574428611229718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/12/mga-bata-ng-pagasa.html' title='mga bata ng pagasa'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113526861792108280</id><published>2005-12-23T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:56:35.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e.rose &amp; keyboards</title><summary type='text'>i missed mr potter in the big screen. such a loser. but amidst all the christmas huha, i saw the exorcism of emily rose this evening. like there was much of a choice. my friends (the gen of the school) already saw the king of kongs last weekend (as if i would watch that myself). but between that and the exorcism, i think i'd pick king kong instead.the film was quite, well, ... ok it was a bit of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113526861792108280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113526861792108280&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113526861792108280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113526861792108280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/12/erose-keyboards.html' title='e.rose &amp; keyboards'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113523187860646674</id><published>2005-12-22T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T14:13:16.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang Pasko ay Pag-ibig</title><summary type='text'>PANAHON NA NAMANMay, may naririnig akong bagong awitinAt may, may naririnig akong bagong sigawHindi mo ba namamalayan?Wala ka bang nararamdaman?Ika ng hangin na humahalik sa atin:“Panahon na naman ng pag-ibig.Panahon nanaman. Aahh.Panahon nanaman ng pag-ibig.Gumising ka.Tara na.”Masdang maigi ang mga mata ng bawat taoNakasilip ang isang bagong sayaAt pag-ibig na dakilang matagal nang </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113523187860646674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113523187860646674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113523187860646674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113523187860646674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/12/ang-pasko-ay-pag-ibig.html' title='ang Pasko ay Pag-ibig'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113506155567194172</id><published>2005-12-20T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T14:52:35.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another thing...</title><summary type='text'>just forgot to include this in the previous post...God is beyond the dimension of time and space, God is also Love; therefore Love is beyond time and space.voila! happiness. :-)  too vague?  well, some things are better felt than expressed in words.oohh... the sun just penetrated a small spot of the thick fog just in front of my room... it wouldnt be out for long so tata for now.  every bit of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113506155567194172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113506155567194172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113506155567194172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113506155567194172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-thing_20.html' title='another thing...'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113505772230547349</id><published>2005-12-20T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T13:48:42.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quickie</title><summary type='text'>last night somebody made a request that i "improve" a certain site development due today.  sad thing is it is for free. stayed up till 3.30am.  nonetheless, i was able to help a person in need.  i am happy.  some loose change wouldn't hurt though.  people are rushing now... everything is being rushed.  end of the year madness... christmas lists... (which i havent started), construction, trips </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113505772230547349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113505772230547349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113505772230547349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113505772230547349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/12/quickie.html' title='quickie'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113498325065790030</id><published>2005-12-19T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T17:07:30.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do</title><summary type='text'>I did do finish the thing that has to be done although i still am doing the things that must be done.to do is such a nice verb.i wish i will not run out of things to do.will post some photos soon. :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113498325065790030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113498325065790030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113498325065790030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113498325065790030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/12/do.html' title='do'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113397090564326515</id><published>2005-12-07T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T23:55:05.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at par with peace</title><summary type='text'>yes.  he has finally reached the next life.  hopefully he's found his peace.i'll continually pray for you my friend.  im sure, life's better with the Maker.'til we see each other again!Par Patacsil, a good friendBorn: December 07, 1977Risen: December 07, 2005</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113341239897397378</id><published>2005-12-01T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T12:50:03.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tri - ath</title><summary type='text'>sayang at late ko na nalaman...i could have joined my very first triathlon, for fun &amp; hopefully finishing the race! 10 days preparation/training before the race day isnt just enough. i could enter the race next year, if i am still here.the only off-road triathlon pa naman ito so halos wala na akong ibang gamit na kailangan.  not unlike the standard race where you need a time-trial/road bikes (aka</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113341239897397378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113341239897397378&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113341239897397378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113341239897397378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/12/tri-ath.html' title='tri - ath'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113335439257650481</id><published>2005-11-30T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T20:39:52.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diagonals</title><summary type='text'>i just shared my experience as a youth with a group of men who like peter and andrew, became followers of jesus.  bishops they are,  around 30 of them from all over the globe with a whole catholic bishops conference of myanmar.it was cool, we were like equals, nothing fancy.  it was spectacular.  then i went to mass with them. mamma mia, just them and a few lay people, 7 of us maybe and im the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113335439257650481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113335439257650481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113335439257650481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113335439257650481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/11/diagonals.html' title='diagonals'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113302518867242505</id><published>2005-11-27T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T01:30:13.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beach</title><summary type='text'>oh yess... at least two days of beach. better than one, and still better than none. about time i get my beach tan. not the tan from staying out on the site too long. hahaha...the building renovation is finally taking it's shape. the "deadline" is pretty near. looks good. promising. the headaches are now finally showing good signs of worthiness. a before and after photo would be most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-113163838606535421</id><published>2005-11-10T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T00:03:43.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>artsy</title><summary type='text'>i like it when the moment just comes to you. right mood, the right setting, the right tools.since i just finished rearranging my room, i had this new room feeling.  brand new.  more space, more movement, more freedom.seeing that i have more blank spaces to fill, i started writing on my cabinet door just like a toddler would.remember how we used to play with hand shadows during power outages?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113163838606535421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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comes in very cheap.ingenious huh...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/113163607745414973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=113163607745414973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113163607745414973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/113163607745414973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/11/had-enough-of-your-family.html' title='had enough of your family?'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112961219990768397</id><published>2005-10-18T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T13:10:02.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gravity</title><summary type='text'>physics explains that the attraction between two bodies is directly proportional to the difference of the body sizes. ergo, who wouldn't be pulled to such a beauty.there's always something to look forward to at the end of the day.  thank God.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112961219990768397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112961219990768397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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fun!  aside from getting a couple of strikes and a couple more of spares during the second round, i wouldn't forget how we were interpreting the scores of one another."essere nulla, per essere tutto" ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112818388204146227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112818388204146227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112818388204146227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112818388204146227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/10/upscale-bowling-scores.html' title='upscale bowling scores'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112814454333020076</id><published>2005-10-01T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T15:25:34.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formless</title><summary type='text'>(please make a mental note that what you are about to read is not based on what the world would normally understand as love.)recently i read a very beautiful article (it is actually a meditation) on how one person should love. it is so super that it has been staying in my head for more than a couple of days and i couldnt think less of it. it is like being in love amplified a hundred times more. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112814454333020076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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very peaceful friday night sans the stress, unruly people, noise, peace of mind at work and with everything else. this is how evenings should be.  then there's the salary for most people. friday night tapos sweldo, sweet. ;-)since most of the people in the neighborhood are out to the beach [that is one unruly crowd], the small city is teeming with serenity.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112808220489293597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112808220489293597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112808220489293597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112808220489293597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-30th.html' title='september 30th'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112791133144255131</id><published>2005-09-28T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T20:48:13.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>praise, compliment or otherwise</title><summary type='text'>it nice to receive a compliment.  earlier today, i read that somebody has this baddest crush on me (and some other things that need to be edited out.).  hahaha... is that bad? probably not, as long as she does not get crushed badly by it.  hehehe...it is interesting what means and measures individuals use to communicate their feelings. but inspite of our communication, media era, there are still </summary><link 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112790975728751340</id><published>2005-09-28T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T20:15:57.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy me</title><summary type='text'>it's overwhelming!!!my life messily organized - cooking meals, cleaning/organizing my messy room (it is normally in order), studying german, biking here and there, catching up on all my pending books to read, studying flash mx, getting my hands on the guitar again, writing my soul, finding time to paint and to compose more poems and songs, a soccer ball that still needs to be kicked, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112790975728751340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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:-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112737630691212480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112737630691212480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112737630691212480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112737630691212480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/09/newest-car-sticker-in-town.html' title='newest  car sticker in town'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112723185419286758</id><published>2005-09-20T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:57:34.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag-gutom</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112723185419286758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112723185419286758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112723185419286758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112723185419286758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/09/tag-gutom.html' title='tag-gutom'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112715301097846036</id><published>2005-09-20T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T02:03:30.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange</title><summary type='text'>somehow i find that each person who blogs would post something about something strange or weird or something like that.mine's like this.  i find it strange that i haven't written any good lines lately although all the necessary tools are in place.rain, solitude, inspiration, time, etc...strange.weird.writer's block?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112715301097846036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112715301097846036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112715301097846036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112715301097846036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/09/strange.html' title='strange'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112713443432287553</id><published>2005-09-19T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T01:39:09.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deine dich liebener</title><summary type='text'>araw ng biyernes, ika-labinganim na araw makaraan ang isang makabuluhang pagdiriwang ng pag-aalay ng sarili sa kapwa.  maulan noon, umihip ang mapaningas na hangin ang paligid. may kadiliman matangi sa iilang ulap na nababanaagan ng kislap ng buwan. lingid sa kaalaman ng marami, nakahimlay sa ilalim ng mga dahon ang mga kulisap, nagpapahinga bago lumayag sa kalawakan ng kadiliman, handang </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112713443432287553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112713443432287553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112713443432287553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112713443432287553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/09/deine-dich-liebener.html' title='deine dich liebener'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112692547540421817</id><published>2005-09-17T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T10:51:15.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kuwes-chon</title><summary type='text'>what do you do if you're all tired body and soul, working relentlessly because something needs to be done and you're at the current end of the work process, then finishing your work just before dawn (after having worked much during the whole day) and waking up after a couple of hours (still considered dawn - even the sun has morning stars still) only to find out that the person you are meeting is</summary><link 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112438650695384773</id><published>2005-08-19T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T01:35:06.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abbandonato</title><summary type='text'>Sentivo una tal solitudine in questo giorni. Sapevo.  Reso conto.  Pero non volevo amarLo subito.  Subito Però! Con Gesù in mezzo si riesce. "Come?", mi chiedi...Anche Lui ha sentito da solo. Pero dov'è sta adesso? Cosí lo seguo...Cosí la vita mia.Che felicità.  Amore vero. Semplice.adDio.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112438650695384773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112438650695384773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112438650695384773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112438650695384773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/08/abbandonato.html' title='abbandonato'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112419203922193190</id><published>2005-08-16T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T11:04:41.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tambuchi</title><summary type='text'>When I was a kid, I had a pillow named Tambuchi. I loved it very much. It was as big as me then. It had pretty cool colors and a very nice pattern. It had a very dark brown pillowcase. I could never sleep without it. I used to do something with the corner ends of Tambuchi with my thumb nail that would eventually make me sleep. I still do now! hahaha...When I started attending school, Tambuchi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112419203922193190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112419203922193190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112419203922193190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112419203922193190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/08/tambuchi.html' title='Tambuchi'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112410807087109515</id><published>2005-08-15T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:23:39.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weltjugendtag 2005</title><summary type='text'>Mga kababayan ko.  Bukas na magsisimula ang ika-dalawampung pagdiriwang ng Pandaigdigang Araw ng mga Kabataan sa Köln, Germany.Sayang. Kung ako sana ay pinagpala ng magandang hanapbuhay na makakapagimpok para sa kinabukasan at makapagipon ng sapat, kasama ko sana ang mga kabataang yaon sa pagdiriwang na ito.Gayumpaman, ako ay masaya sapagkat kahit sa munting paraan ay nakapag-ambag ako sa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112410807087109515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112410807087109515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112410807087109515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112410807087109515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/08/weltjugendtag-2005.html' title='Weltjugendtag 2005'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112367751746627629</id><published>2005-08-10T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T11:05:31.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sono arrivato nel mondo, nel blog, poi la canzone.Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time On a live wire right up off the street You and I should meet Junebug skipping like a stone With the headlights pointed at the dawn We were sure we’d never see an end to it all And I don’t even care to shake these zipper blues And we don’t know Just where our bones will rest To dust I guess Forgotten </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112367751746627629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112367751746627629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112367751746627629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112367751746627629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/08/sono-arrivato-nel-mondo-nel-blog-poi.html' title=''/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112367668616964166</id><published>2005-08-10T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T20:24:46.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accomplice ment</title><summary type='text'>antsalap kapag may naakomplis ka.  magaan ang pee ling.  okey sa olrays.  aprub!gayumpaman, marami pa ring mga naka pen ding. mga kailangang i pen sil.  pero okey sa olrays pa rin!pag masaya... hapi ness! pag malong kot hapi ness parin!en hirs mhai hapi peys:en aym a hapi man.  en domani es di peliz aniverzariyo del amore scambievole.tchuss!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112367668616964166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112367668616964166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112367668616964166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112367668616964166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/08/accomplice-ment.html' title='accomplice ment'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-112256530925514602</id><published>2005-07-28T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T23:47:42.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>five questions</title><summary type='text'>Here's my piece.  Thanks Pon for the questions!Now, for the Official Interview Game Rules:1. If you want to participate, leave a comment below saying “interview me.”2. I will respond by asking you five questions - each person’s will be different.3. You will update your journal/blog with the answers to the questions.4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview others in the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/112256530925514602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=112256530925514602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112256530925514602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/112256530925514602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/07/five-questions.html' title='five questions'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-111935762097686664</id><published>2005-06-21T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T20:40:20.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10000</title><summary type='text'>im just wondering when will my blog will reach 10000 (true to self natural) hits.  hmmm....  it has barely reached 20% of that. nuninuninu....present moment nalang.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/111935762097686664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=111935762097686664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111935762097686664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111935762097686664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/06/10000.html' title='10000'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-111935717640264394</id><published>2005-06-21T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T20:34:44.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>books galore</title><summary type='text'>A couple of months ago, in a city far far away like Tagaytay, there was a garage sale. I went in with my bike and I find myself digging in a box full of books. It was a bit of a contrast to what I mentioned before about important things. I was (and still am) in the middle of reading two books (see sidebar) and there I was rummaging through that wonderful box full of books. I asked the owner (now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/111935717640264394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=111935717640264394&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111935717640264394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111935717640264394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/06/books-galore.html' title='books galore'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-111829377048619529</id><published>2005-06-09T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T13:09:30.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more</title><summary type='text'>2 blogs in a day after weeks of stagnation?! hehehe... i guess im starting to feel a certain change.here are more photos taken when i was a week off the pc.when everybody was having tribal tattoos on their back, this is what i hadi also get to stare out blankly to the sea and think of ... nothing. (tanning included)i got to team with my sister for a hand tattoo.  this was at the back of the tryc </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/111829377048619529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=111829377048619529&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111829377048619529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111829377048619529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/06/more.html' title='more'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-111829285561446347</id><published>2005-06-09T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T12:54:15.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><summary type='text'>hmmm.... what's new....a lot.what to divulge? maybe this one...we are preparing a lot for this event in tagaytay. this is about the youth of the focolare.  we would like the world to know who we are and why we are.  i did the invite.  hindi pa final.  funny, it speaks a lot about what's going on in my life.so justof course, everyone is invited.  just let me know, ok.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/111829285561446347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=111829285561446347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111829285561446347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111829285561446347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/06/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-111388701937651875</id><published>2005-04-19T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T13:03:39.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>important things</title><summary type='text'>Lately i've been on to more important things.  I hardly touch the two books that i'm "currently" reading.  It is not that I don't have time to read but I just felt that the books wouldn't really entertain me and my soul as of the moment.  They seem so alien to me.  I guess things that are material really don't matter in this life.So what are these important things? People and their souls.  I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/111388701937651875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=111388701937651875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111388701937651875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111388701937651875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/04/important-things.html' title='important things'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-111319508604968405</id><published>2005-04-11T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T12:51:26.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karol</title><summary type='text'>My blog was a bit silent for the past couple of weeks because of many things.  Mostly due to the load that I have at work and after work. (I also try to have a life after work, you know :p)  I felt compelled to write something about the late Pope and what he represents for me.  At least this I do to pay tribute to him.  May he rest in peace.  After all, while he was still living, he really had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/111319508604968405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=111319508604968405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111319508604968405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111319508604968405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/04/karol.html' title='Karol'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-111145395470514457</id><published>2005-03-22T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T09:12:34.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sonnet 4</title><summary type='text'>la tortaWe've now this process of interactionA certain kind of magic in love's formMixing each one's elements, creationQuantities of which are in uniformI commence with a pinch of flour and yeastYou then add a dash of water and heatFrom us then comes unity none the leastBaking with this distance would be our featIn whatever gusto this cake would takeAn explorable taste one cannot ignoreAll the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/111145395470514457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=111145395470514457&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111145395470514457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111145395470514457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/03/sonnet-4.html' title='sonnet 4'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-111094977899162880</id><published>2005-03-16T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T17:24:58.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overworking &amp; breaking it with norah</title><summary type='text'>This blog has been silent for 2 weeks already.  It isn't that I have nothing to say but there really just isn't much time to sit down and blog.  I was tasked to finish a construction set last week for a "structure".  I have been working on it ALONE for the past couple of months.  I wasn't allowed to work beyond 8 hours then.  But two weeks ago, things started to pile up and time was like platinum</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/111094977899162880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=111094977899162880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111094977899162880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/111094977899162880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/03/overworking-breaking-it-with-norah.html' title='overworking &amp; breaking it with norah'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794664.post-110974035090286018</id><published>2005-03-02T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T13:12:30.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the calling</title><summary type='text'>oo.  tatawag ako mamaya.  o ipa-bukas ko nalang kaya. o huwag nalang kaya.  a ewan.  teka, bakit nga ba ako ang kailangang tumawag? ako ba ang may sasabihin? basta, wag na wag mong sasabihin. read my pouted lips. wag na wag mong sasabihin.  kasi pag sinabi mo yon... pihado akong yun na ang hangganan ng simula't huli.---eto masayang gawin. tumakbo sa salcedo park sa gabi.  kabilang ako sa tuesday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/feeds/110974035090286018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794664&amp;postID=110974035090286018&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/110974035090286018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794664/posts/default/110974035090286018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punxta.blogspot.com/2005/03/calling.html' title='the calling'/><author><name>punx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/nperasmo/noel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
