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  <title>Sleep eludes</title>
  <subtitle>Are you keeping me awake?</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-01-06T11:52:02Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:42525</id>
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    <title>Moving</title>
    <published>2008-01-06T11:52:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-06T11:52:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Because I've hated my username for god knows how long, I've made a new one to go with the New Year New Everything theme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, add me up: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_bitofglass' lj:user='bitofglass' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bitofglass.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://bitofglass.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bitofglass&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I'll see you there.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:42387</id>
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    <title>thinking positive.</title>
    <published>2008-01-02T07:26:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-02T07:28:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(a day late, but what the heck. happy thoughts go a long way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the new year be filled with good juju!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy wishes and dreams for everybody. May we all find something (someone?) that inspires us to keep living and dreaming and creating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year like every other, but the infallible capacity to hope for better things makes it feel like things &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; turn out for the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this time. :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:42129</id>
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    <title>Goal</title>
    <published>2007-12-30T08:04:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-30T08:04:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Certainly, I have not written enough. This year, this year. This year is about to end and I have not written enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This repetition, to assuage my guilt? I call myself a wordsmith. Hardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend -- now he is a true writer. I am glad to be caught red-handed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The self to beat then. I have thirty-two hours.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:41904</id>
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    <title>Greetings</title>
    <published>2007-12-25T13:09:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-25T13:09:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case I won't have access to a computer later on, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WONDERFUL NEW YEAR TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy yourselves. :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:41707</id>
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    <title>buzz</title>
    <published>2007-12-20T17:00:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-20T17:00:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Home from XXXmas party, year 2! We shifted venues&amp;nbsp;-- Pam's house now. But still, it was loads of fun. Food, drinks, and dance. We even had a chocolate fountain, beat that! And we were almost complete (again).&amp;nbsp; Not bad. :D&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health Sci Christmas party tomorrow! I hope people go, coz I worked really hard on it.&amp;nbsp;And there's "free" food and drinks and a raffle stuff. The Converse bag is really cute... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my presents. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts. There's still some alcohol left in my system. I hope&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;wake up in time tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;=O&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:41315</id>
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    <title>Harried</title>
    <published>2007-12-19T13:45:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-19T13:47:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The lightning strikes are not over. I am sick with fever&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;STILL I shall&amp;nbsp;PARTAY! Hahahahahaha! *defies kidlat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Last few harried days before Christmas break! Must rush rush rush!&amp;nbsp;Speaking of harried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should check&amp;nbsp;out Annie's blog entry about a little book called Very Short Stories for Harried Readers. It's over &lt;a href="http://applesred.livejournal.com/1898.html"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess reason for shameless plug. (Anne and&amp;nbsp;I will be glad to tell you.) :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:41046</id>
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    <title>so, lately</title>
    <published>2007-12-17T16:22:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-17T16:22:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Epic fails come nicely packaged in threes:&lt;br /&gt;1. gold bracelet go bye bye&lt;br /&gt;2. dry cough and sore throat say hello&lt;br /&gt;3. something related to that bracelet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini fails also come giftwrapped as a set:&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;weekend pwn&lt;br /&gt;2. bit lip&lt;br /&gt;3. pox&amp;nbsp;scare&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will have to tread softly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*offers libations and blood sacrifice to the&amp;nbsp;kidlat gods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlucky streak stop naaaaa. I'll be nice. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:40899</id>
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    <title>Choice</title>
    <published>2007-12-12T13:00:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-12T13:01:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I realize blogging about school all the time is a terrible waste of words.&amp;nbsp;What puny little lives do we&amp;nbsp;have?&amp;nbsp;We forget we have choices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to liven things up a bit, I decided to be&amp;nbsp;sabaw aaaaaall day. Just for the heck of it. It was fun. For hours and hours, I didn't have to care about being proper or smart or responsible. I just ate lots of chocolatey things and was loud and&amp;nbsp;happy. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I altho became&amp;nbsp;Ethpanyol for an hour. (Thilencio, indio! No edukathyon?&amp;nbsp;You&amp;nbsp;ithupido!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And burst into cheeze the whole afternoon! Outdated love songs are teh bomb. Ethpecially when thung with thrangerth. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Teeeelll meeee....where did I go wrooong? What did I doooo to maaake you change your miiiind...completely?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeee judo tomorrow! :D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:40680</id>
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    <title>Never put off</title>
    <published>2007-12-10T15:24:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-10T15:24:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I had this one liner running in my head the whole day yesterday. It sounded good as the start of a short story. Now if I could only remember what it was.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is... *forgets*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:40291</id>
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    <title>rewards and things</title>
    <published>2007-12-06T14:36:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-06T14:36:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My life this past week&amp;nbsp;has been chem chem chem.&amp;nbsp;And now,&amp;nbsp;prelab over. Postlab over.&amp;nbsp;Problem set over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the grand finale: Org chem exam 1 over. (*happy jig!*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is like swimming in the ocean. Light-headed. Tireless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body&amp;nbsp;knows no limits.&amp;nbsp;There is just&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going on museum field trips and&amp;nbsp;ice skating&amp;nbsp;with the block.&lt;br /&gt;giving adorable kids piggyback rides during Blue Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;fussing over choir practices that&amp;nbsp;neither Meow nor I&amp;nbsp;am suited for.&lt;br /&gt;learning judo&amp;nbsp;moves, getting&amp;nbsp;them right, laughing at grapevines.&lt;br /&gt;running,&amp;nbsp;stretching, growing out of breath to right music at the track oval.&lt;br /&gt;helping out the Sumilao farmers the night before the exam,&amp;nbsp;choosing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the mind is rational. Reason says sleep now, and I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. We deserve it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:39970</id>
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    <title>smack that</title>
    <published>2007-11-29T16:47:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-29T16:47:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Akon&amp;nbsp;concert.&amp;nbsp;I loves. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with a weird group though. Two really young friends of the family I had to look after. My younger brother. Three guy cousins who've only known me as a nerd since forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, how often does Akon come around Manila, taking his shirt off, willing people to dance...?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly. Not the time to be shy around the cousins. Dance and scream away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, weird half-coup attempt by Trillanes today. Tanks and tear gas and breaking down Manila Peninsula. And curfew.&amp;nbsp;(And my running shoes dying on me on the track oval.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at the stroke of midnight. I'm just your regular cinderella, I suppose.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:39535</id>
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    <title>Defeat</title>
    <published>2007-11-21T13:23:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-21T13:23:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Too tired to even make this entry any bit artsy. Defeated by glassware and fragile crystals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to six hours of&amp;nbsp;burnt fingers&amp;nbsp;and wrong instructions and things that won't crystallize. Failure. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Off to soak and scrub&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;cucumber melon body wash, and warm warm&amp;nbsp;warm water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:39395</id>
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    <title>people watching people</title>
    <published>2007-11-18T04:38:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-18T04:38:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I sat behind this young family during mass today. Dad, little sister, mom, brother,&amp;nbsp;and yaya, in that order.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching them&amp;nbsp;made me sad. I could tell the girl&amp;nbsp;was both mommy and daddy's little treasure, while the&amp;nbsp;brother sat closer to the yaya than his mom. He was watching his sister sit on his&amp;nbsp;papa's lap and get loving little pats&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;mom. All he got&amp;nbsp;was a sharp glare from the&amp;nbsp;waxy mom (with the perfectly groomed eyebrows) when he accidentaly knocked his water bottle&amp;nbsp;to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching him kiss&amp;nbsp;the yaya first during the sign of peace&amp;nbsp;was the&amp;nbsp;saddest part of all.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:39097</id>
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    <title>So far</title>
    <published>2007-11-09T12:56:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-09T12:56:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Went to Singapore, Malaysia, Indonesia, mostly Singapore. Orchard Road lovely shops.&amp;nbsp;Had the&amp;nbsp;best Hainanese and soy chicken.&amp;nbsp;Tandoori chappatis and&amp;nbsp;curried chicken masala in Little India. Raffles City, wonderful notebook and paper shops, among other things. Red Donut delightful,&amp;nbsp;beats Krispy Kreme most days. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impacted molars out. Ouch.&amp;nbsp;Now, no more food. Just a fat face. :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day, met up with Erica, Anne, Meow, and Carla.&amp;nbsp;Watched the Story&amp;nbsp;of Us. Pretended&amp;nbsp;not&amp;nbsp;to get teary.&amp;nbsp;I love Michelle Pfeiffer. Grabbed ice cream from Sebastian's ice cream studio. Mmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School in coupla days. Not too excited, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddest thing, can't yawn. Or sneeze. Lots of ice cream though. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:38837</id>
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    <title>Questions</title>
    <published>2007-10-23T10:39:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-23T10:39:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">To take the NMAT, a bachelor's degree&amp;nbsp;is required to have&amp;nbsp;the following minimum&amp;nbsp;credits:&lt;br /&gt;Biology - 15 units&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - 10 units&lt;br /&gt;Math - 9 units&lt;br /&gt;Physics - 5 units&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've taken these:&lt;br /&gt;Biology - 5 units&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - 10 units (counting this sem)&lt;br /&gt;Math -&amp;nbsp;6 units (including 3 credited)&lt;br /&gt;Physics - 5 units.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone explain to me why&amp;nbsp;I only have 3 more bio units left, but 10 more chem units in the years to come? Does Epi count as Bio? Why is Biochem considered Chem but not Bio? Does Stat count as Math? How about Accounting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking med schools abroad, they require one year each of Bio, Chem, Physics, and Math (calculus/stat). So, if we took Physics&amp;nbsp;for just a sem, does that count as a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geek mode. I just want to do this right.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:38445</id>
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    <title>Rewards</title>
    <published>2007-10-20T06:58:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-20T06:58:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had sembreak planned out. Three, four weeks is plenty of time. I would get my molars out, my contact lenses made, my hair done. I was gonna learn how to drive a manual. I was supposed to see my friends off. (Sorry, Lance.) I was going to catch up with my old friends, hang out with the block. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done any of those. Except&amp;nbsp;for three days in&amp;nbsp;Tagaytay for an HPAIR evsem (which was fun and enlightening),&amp;nbsp;I've just been&amp;nbsp;stuck at home, watching old movies, developing cabin fever. I'm even considering cleaning my room, and that's a sign of something serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot, mom. Really.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:38283</id>
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    <title>Flash</title>
    <published>2007-10-07T05:33:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-07T05:33:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;What do you do when you're&amp;nbsp;a firefly amidst stars? Not&amp;nbsp;just the little pinpricks you see at night, but those huge&amp;nbsp;flaming&amp;nbsp;gas giants that hold the universe together and can&amp;nbsp;easily swallow you whole.&amp;nbsp;Would you cringe at your inadequacy, or&amp;nbsp;giggle like you were high for getting the chance to shine at all?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*criggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals week ahead! Tally ho, little razorblade!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:37955</id>
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    <title>Wish</title>
    <published>2007-09-25T10:39:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-25T10:44:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ateneo's always been going on about holistic formation. Well-rounded students. All those core subjects and whatnot. Years and years of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've forgotten what Whole means. Their dictionary must list it&amp;nbsp;as: Lots and lots of academics. And Theology. And&amp;nbsp;Philosophy. Let's not give them time to write. Or draw.&amp;nbsp;Or read for pleasure. Or&amp;nbsp;watch basketball games. Or&amp;nbsp;have any kind of fun at&amp;nbsp;all.&amp;nbsp;Not without any kind of tradeoff, that is. Leave all that to the orgs. Make them go home when night has fallen. Let's even implement a dress code. Maybe, we'll be able to raise a whole army of habit-wearing eyebaggy zombies who spew Chem jokes and quote from&amp;nbsp;Mark, maybe Matthew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to write. This story's been rotting away in my head for ages, and deadlines have come and gone. So&amp;nbsp;much for that.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:midnight_mystic:37656</id>
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    <title>Avenue Q</title>
    <published>2007-09-23T08:17:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-23T08:17:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Avenue Q. The night&amp;nbsp;started off with bad coffee and an even worse oreo brownie, but the play&amp;nbsp;was awesome. Twisted puppets are wonderful. M01, we&amp;nbsp;should have watched this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annniiiieee, happy birthday! I&amp;nbsp;laughed extra hard for you, and&amp;nbsp;checked out the hot lead (who could really sing!)&amp;nbsp;twice as long. :D Jackass, we need to get together soon. I miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month to go. Go go go go go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>HELP</title>
    <published>2007-09-11T15:10:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-11T15:12:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Actually, it's for SA (socio-anthro). My group needs about 200 takers so please spare a teensy bit of your time to answer this survey. (If you're really really nice, you can answer more than once, just give different basic info. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me happy by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=_2fXpxQZFO7vyf_2f4qENC7RUQ_3d_3d"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me even happier by spreading it to as many people as you can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I really do. :3&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Puddlemuddle</title>
    <published>2007-09-05T15:59:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-05T15:59:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I'd write about my day which was like any other but that would make it even more so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hey, suddenly it's raining. Wash wash wishy wash, come out smelling clean! Tastes like strawberry daquiri, I hope you're not allergic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music to rival the torrent! Dundun, dundun!&amp;nbsp;Dundun, dundun!&amp;nbsp;Skipping beats&amp;nbsp;on the piano,&amp;nbsp;1, 2, 3, 4...and enter!&amp;nbsp;She's a wounded animal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, antiseptic to the rescue! Suture, pace, snip, snap. Now there's a lullabye for a stormy night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a puddle o muddle, to please and befuddle!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Extrapolation</title>
    <published>2007-08-20T08:36:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-20T08:36:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A week off from school and nstp. The gods must be crazy! (I just watched that movie again yesterday.&amp;nbsp;Hee, still&amp;nbsp;laughed&amp;nbsp;my tummy to death :D) Spent said week eating out, eating in, eating out, grocery shopping (I love SnR; they have everything!), eating in, eating out, eating in.&amp;nbsp; Scatter a heaping dungload of&amp;nbsp;sleep and mouldy tv series-es and&amp;nbsp;movies in between, plus podcasts galore, neglected books, and poof:&amp;nbsp;drifting in&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;sinking boat of&amp;nbsp;fat and lazy.&amp;nbsp;:D&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Almighty is funny :D And The Last Mimzy is cute :D And Epic Movie is disturbing :D And Bring It On 3 (with cheerleader from Heroes!) is ditzy :D And tv series-es (3 down, 1 to go!) are looong but squeeful :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I now have three long tests this week. Which I forgot all about.&amp;nbsp;Oops :D I have Extra Dark Chocolate with Raspberry :D</content>
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    <title>Weird</title>
    <published>2007-08-13T15:49:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-13T15:49:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Huh. Someone took all the pictures from my wallet&amp;nbsp;but left everything else behind: money, credit cards, and such. It's really just the bunch of pictures that are missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is&amp;nbsp;very very creepy. O_O &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhooo,&amp;nbsp;we got great feedback from none other than the &lt;strike&gt;mass murderer &lt;/strike&gt;extremely demanding Ma'am Natividad for our Theo report! :D And Sarmie Cach Kata Meowie and I played badminton for absolutely no reason today. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sweet</title>
    <published>2007-08-12T14:06:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-12T14:06:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Happy juju. This weekend has been great. Had great fun with&amp;nbsp;Anne, Sarmie, Kata, Cach, and Meow. It's everyone's birthday! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you, Sir Larry. :D&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Stuff from bored people</title>
    <published>2007-08-11T18:44:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-11T18:46:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="from Gasty -_-"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the 8 facts about [insert your name here], you share 8 things that your readers don’t know about you. Then at the end you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going.&lt;br /&gt;– Each blogger must post these rules first. &lt;br /&gt;– Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves. &lt;br /&gt;– Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. &lt;br /&gt;– At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;– Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I sing at the top of my lungs and try wobbly voices&amp;nbsp;when I'm alone in the car. &lt;br /&gt;2. I have the messiest room you have ever seen; it's dangerous. (Anne can attest to this.)&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to open a book/coffeeshop whose customers don't crease the spines.&lt;br /&gt;4. I lose one ponytail&amp;nbsp;every two&amp;nbsp;weeks, on average.&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;want/ed to join and be active in&amp;nbsp;the Peace Corps, Greenpeace, Red Cross, Habitat for Humanity, PAWS, MV Doulos, Amnesty International, you name it I thought about it. Still do, actually. &lt;br /&gt;6. I still sleep with a huggy pillow&amp;nbsp;I've had since the 3rd grade (and only because the other one broke in half from overuse). &lt;br /&gt;7. ...and I still can't ride a bike. (Thanks for trying to teach me though, Psych group plus Lance.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="from Annie -_-"&gt;1. Story behind your LJ Layout?&lt;br /&gt;It was black, pretty, and music-y. And I think I was feeling depressed poetic that time. And it was free.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Theo reporting. Mass murder, round three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you close the door when you pee?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. (o_o)&amp;nbsp;Is this a trick question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESCRIBE YOUR: &lt;br /&gt;4. Wallet?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow with red lining and lots of receipts but&amp;nbsp;not so much money. I also have a dirty white leather wallet with emo angsty words in purple all over it.&amp;nbsp;Empty empty empty.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wallpaper on your computer's desktop?&lt;br /&gt;Reddish bluish crab nebulae that have collided somewhere, taken by the Hubble. It's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Background on your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;The original one. Blue with bubble things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Jewelry worn daily?&lt;br /&gt;Small silver hoop earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Where your default icon was taken?&lt;br /&gt;Someone on LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Eyes:&lt;br /&gt;Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Life?&lt;br /&gt;Inching along really slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. House:&lt;br /&gt;Me in the future -- brilliant and (not as) grouchy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Shelter is old, leaky, and definitely Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;12. Doing this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Finish a book, go to a movie, have dinner with barkada, fine tune&amp;nbsp;Theo reporting thing,&amp;nbsp; cram Chi orals,&amp;nbsp;force self to think about ES and SA, start Chem prob set, some other stuff I'm forgetting...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Wearing:&lt;br /&gt;Huge white shirt and my brother's boxers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Wanting?&lt;br /&gt;loads and loads of money. Tickets to concerts and plays. Time&amp;nbsp;to do stuff I want. Snow.&amp;nbsp;Pretty skin. Lots of stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;In front of the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Lily Allen - LDN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Have you ever kissed anyone named John?&lt;br /&gt;My dad's name is Johnny. Does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you smell like?&lt;br /&gt;Lilac and something. Lotion tester&amp;nbsp;from The Face Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Eating?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing at the moment, thank God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Besides your bed, what is your favorite thing?&lt;br /&gt;This is unbearably difficult to answer. Will settle for Copper and the&amp;nbsp;puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you believe in a soul mate?&lt;br /&gt;Mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you sleep naked?&lt;br /&gt;Why, I also comb my hair with a fork and delight in mass murders. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you believe dreams come true?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you believe in miracles?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you burn easily in the sun?&lt;br /&gt;My Ateneo tanline speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you speak another language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;Filipino and &amp;nbsp;Fookien and Basic Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's something you wish you could understand better?&lt;br /&gt;The universe? How God works? Everything, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What did you do last weekend?&lt;br /&gt;NSTP, movie, bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who do you miss?&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I'd say kada, but I just saw them yesterday. But I do miss Cheoky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever been in a beauty pagent?&lt;br /&gt;This face is too precious for commercialization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Orange or apple juice?&lt;br /&gt;Apple apple apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What was the last instant message you received?&lt;br /&gt;From Katie. About me having to act like a ditzy Mean Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Last text message you sent:&lt;br /&gt;Okidoki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Last time you ate a home grown tomato?&lt;br /&gt;Home-grown as in from my home? Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What is the closest thing to you that is blue?&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Chem lab manual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Whose house did you go to last night?&lt;br /&gt;Weh, last night? Mine. I went to Sarmie's in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;Uncle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you like someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Like like? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What do you wear more?&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of jeans (that are starting to rip at the butt) and a black or white shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What is the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Ratatouille!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever heard of the band Our Lady Peace?&lt;br /&gt;Yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Where did you get the shirt you're wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Free from my dad's factory thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Coach Purse or MLB game tickets?&lt;br /&gt;Game tickets! It better be good seats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you believe that you can change someone?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. Nudge the person along, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you want someone you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;Want is such a broad term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Who do you tag?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, whoever is bored enough to answer memes. Gaston for tagging me with that other one. &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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