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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

congratulations!


After weeks of tedious brainstorming and writing, four days of rigorous practice and hours of laughter and fun, we have finally presented our play for History 16 entitled "Children of Fortune" hours ago (1.30-2.30 pm) in the Gonzaga Exhibit Hall!

Thank you's to the people who helped us with this---the extras and the techie teams.

Congrats Aly, Sheens, Cara, Alfonso, Sam, Amante, Jan, Nina, Rap, Chris, Tot and Ben! Job well done, guys! :)

For pictures: my multiply.

Monday, September 24, 2007

oh yeah!


To all ateneans! One big fight!
Laughtrip pero ayos!
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(Background Music)
We stand on a hill
Between the earth and sky
- "Song For Mary," Fr. James Rueter SJ

Chapter One: Before The Storm

Fr. Bienvenido Nebres SJ was just finishing the day's work when Harry Potter, a senior of the Ateneo de Manila, burst into his office.

"Fr Nebres!" Harry shouted

"Harry!" a surprised Nebres said. "I thought you were out of school destroying the horcruxes to kill Lord Voldemort."

"That's what I wanted to tell you. I discovered that there are two horcruxes here in Ateneo itself. Voldemort has enlisted the help of the De La Salle University and the University of Santo Tomas. They are coming."

"Don't worry, Harry." Nebres said "You know for a fact that Ateneo-- its teachers and students -- are more than capable of defending our Loyola campus. We will hold them off while you search for the horcruxes and destroy them. You will need this." He waved of his wand and out of the air appeared a sword. "The sword of St. Ignatius." Nebres said. "Powerful enough to destroy the two horcruxes."

"Thank you, Father" Harry said. And with that, he sped off to find the last two things which protect Lord Voldemort.

Nebres then waved his wand once more and this time, four people appeared in his office. "Marlu, Rudy, Toby and Joey. The school is in danger"

Nebres then explained the situation to the four Deans of the Ateneo de Manila University.

"I want you to assemble all remaining students in the college covered courts. We must evacuate the freshmen through Marikina. The sophomore, junior and senior students may stay and fight if they want to. Next, I need you to assemble all the teachers, both part time and full time."

Without a word, the four deans Disapparated and went on with their tasks. Nebres too Disapparated back to the Jesuit Residence and briefed the Society about the impending attack.

Fr. Adolfo Dacanay was the assigned to lead the Jesuits to battle "My team is ready to fight anytime anywhere. We will crush them!"

"Excellent." Nebres said

After a few minutes, Nebres, the four Deans and some members of the faculty and administration gathered in Xavier Hall to discuss the battle plan.

"The School of Humanities can summon mythical creatures to help defend us." Marlu Vilches said "The English Department professors are summoning creatures from Dante's Inferno and Greek Mythology as we speak. The Filipino Department is summoning all the manananggals and white ladies from the haunted trees on campus"

"The Philosophy Department" interjected Fr. Ferriols "is summoning creatures from Meron pond right now. Those rascals will soon feel the wrath of Meron! Magiging WALA silang lahat! Konsepto lamang sila!"

"Now is the time to test the newest chemicals and inventions from our SEC laboratories." Toby Dayrit said, "The Department of Environmental Science professors are enchanting the trees to life right now. We will purge them with the help of Mother Nature."

"I have just received a call from MVP" Rudy Ang said "Reinforcements from Makati are coming soon."

"My apples and sunshine are ready to fight as well" Tim Gabuna said. "Go CERSA!"

"I have just finished briefing my school. The Department of History is ready to fight. The Western history professors led by Dave Lozada and JoEd Tirol are summoning the three hundred Spartans and soldiers from the World War II to fight. Fr Bulatao and the Department of Psychology are locked inside the SocSci Conference room right now. They will use their psychic powers to toy with our enemy's mind."

"I have roused the athletes also." Norman Black beside Ricky Palou said. "They are ready to put up One Big Fight with their super strength."

A voice interrupted them. "I KNOW YOU ARE PREPARING TO FIGHT! You are no match for us! I have allied myself with the La Salle brothers and the Dominicans of UST. You cannot win against me, Jesuits. Push the limit! Animo Spirit! Give us Harry Potter and the sword of St. Ignatius and we will let you live! We will even let you win some of the games."


Chapter Two: More Help

The Ateneans ignored the warning and instead began to prepare for the impending battle. A few minutes later, the voice shouted for a second time:

"I can see you are not listening! It is such a pity. What happened to your Prayer for Generosity? Give me Harry Potter and the Sword of St Ignatius. Give without counting the cost, you always say! You have until midnight. I also call on all students of La Salle Greenhills and La Salle Zobel. It is not too late. Come and join us. Convert! Repent!"

Fr. Dacanay, interrupting his briefing with his exorcists turned and said "The idiot is taking the prayer out of context. Besides, St Ignatius also said to fight without fear of being wounded. And we will do just that."

Three figures -- two women and a man -- suddenly appeared. "We are from the Department of Sociology and Anthropology" said the man.

"Ricky Abad!" Fr. Nebres exclaimed.

"I brought with me our Department Chair Bopeep Saloma-Akpedonu. And this is Czarina Medina, one of our newest lecturers. We apologize for being late. We were preparing our I-bombs."

"I-bombs? What are I-bombs?" Nebres asked.

"Ideology bombs. Once they detonate, they will spread false consciousness in the area -- the La Salle brothers and the Tomasians will think they are winning. It is all false really. We will use their pride against them."

"Excellent. Excellent." Nebres said. "And here comes Andrew Ty and Mark Escaler for the Department of Communication."

"Yes!" Escaler said "we will infiltrate their communication processes by adding "noise" and ambiguity between the message relay of the sender and the receiver so orders can be reversed and thwarted!"

"The creatures from my horror films are coming!" Andrew Ty said. "We will use them to our advantage!"

"Father President! Some people are coming!" somebody shouted.

Some five hundred people then Apparated out of nowhere. Wearing either red or white shirts, they marched towards Nebres. A young man then stepped forward.

"We are from the University of the Philippines." said the young man. "For years, our academic communities have built a strong relationship with each other. We have shared professors. We went to rallies together. We have had our differences. Yes. But in the end, our similarities and accomplishments outweigh our differences... We are here to help! We are honored to fight with Ateneo once more!"

Cheers and applause errupted from all sides.

"Let's make baka! Don't be takot! Let's make baka! Don't be takot! Let's make baka! Don't be takot! Let's make baba from the hill" the Ateneans cheered

Five minutes to midnight.

The School of Humanities stood with their mythical creatures summoned from the Classics, and the haunted trees and the gigantic swamp creatues from the Meron pond.

The John Gokongwei School of Management with their reinforcements from Makati, along with Venus Ibarra, Ricky Pilar and other professors.

The School of Science and Engineering with their mysterious inventions and weapons. The gigantic trees in the campus now walking sluggishly by their side.

The School of Social Sciences with their unique yet powerful defensive weapons; the Psychology Department ready for the psy-war.

The Ateneo Professional Schools ready to defend their Loyola-based counterparts; the two fraternities in the Law School forging a temporary alliance.

The Alumni, the D.A. (Dalandan's Army), led by Benjie Laza and Mon Cualoping.

The statues of Tomas More, Horacio dela Costa, the Blue Eagle come to life.

The students from U.P.

Two horcruxes left.

Now all is still, where Loyola's colors fly.


Chapter Three: One Big Fight

Midnight.

There was a burst of light emanating from the sky, brighter than the moon and the stars. What seemed like a horde of fireflies turned out to be arrows. Thousands of arrows. Tips on fire.

The arrows struck the Blue Eagle Gym. The oldest building in the University. The symbol of their athletic pride. Now aflame.

Toby Dayrit tossed a beaker of water to the burning building. He pointed his wand at the beaker now mid-air and shouted his spell "Magis." The water transformed into a surf huge enough to douse the fire. The Blue Eagle Gym was safe.

The archers outside roared their disappointment. But they shot again, this time targeting the Erenchun soccer field where some of the Ateneans were camped. Nebres pointed his wand at the arrows raining from the sky and shouted his incantation "Cura personalis" and the thousand arrows turned into bubbles.

The Ateneans cheered. The first two attacks of the LaSallians and the Tomasians have been thwarted.

"You have had your fun, Ateneans." a voice boomed. "Now it is time to get serious."

Darkness suddenly enveloped the University. The enemy had sabotaged their electricity. Immediately all the Ateneans took out and flickered their wands, "Lux in Domino" they chanted. Light emanated from all the wands.

The illumination came just in time as suddenly a stampede crushed the fences between Gate 2 and Gate 2.5. The Ateneans have realized the magnitude of their danger: it was not just the LaSallians or even just the Tomasians they were confronting; the other schools were there as well. A thousand green archers were riding the backs of the giant tigers of UST. Charging with them were the giant tamaraws and a hundred warriors whose bodies were painted red war paint. Above, falcons were soaring in the sky.

"YOU FOUL THINGS, noh?" somebody from the Ateneo crowd shouted, charging at the stampede; it was Tessa Rosana "How dare you attack us, noh? You don't know who you are dealing with, noh? TAKE THIS, noh?" She hit her gong with all her might. A powerful sound wave spread throughout the area knocking a hundred archers and animals out.

"Haha anoh?" she triumphantly yelled.

And so the other Ateneans started counterattacking as well. David Lozada and his 300 Spartans. The ROTC cadets. The mythical creatures of the School of Humanities. Dalandan's Army.

Ricky Abad and the Department of Sociology soon deployed their Ideology Bombs prompting some of the LaSallians to cheer instead of fighting. They cheered, "strawberry shortcake nananananana." instead of "Recticano! Recticano". This allowed some of the Ateneans to easily knock the LaSallians out.

Somewhere near the Covered Courts, Norman Black was briefing his team, "Nonoy. I want you here. Chris, here. Jai, there. Alright? Any questions."

"Aaaaah! GOD DAMN IT!" a raspy voice screamed. It was Joe Lipa, former coach of the Blue Eagles, who arrived with the contingent from UP. "Just charge! Attack them! Now!" And so they did.

The LaSalle brothers and Francisco of UST were outside, watching the battle, waiting for their turn to strike.

A handful of LaSallians were found trotting back to their base.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?" Francisco yelled.

"You told us to retreat!" the archer said.

"You idiot! That's just Escaler and Bulatao toying with your minds! Go back! That's it! I am joining the battle!"

She then stepped forward lifted her two arms and shouted "Tiger Power! Raar! Tiger Power! Raar!" The LaSalle brothers thought she had lost her mind. But then she suddenly transformed into a giant tigress, twice larger and fiercer than the ordinary tigers. Seeing their comrade ready and willing to fight, the LaSallians cheered.

"HOY!" Goldie the Tiger roared "NO CHEERING DURING BATTLE! NO CHEERING!" Then she advanced.

Her first target was Fr. Dacanay who was busy exorcising some of the archers and paralyzing them.

"FATHER! Behind you!"

Quickly, Dacanay whirled and performed his own counterattack "Expellus Inferius" blasting her into the middle of the Erenchun field, knocking her out.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" The La Salle brothers shouted upon seeing their comrade down. "It is time we even the score."

The earth began to quake. And out of the night came a gigantic robot. It was DLRT; the LaSallians had transformed and brought the LRT-1 which passed Taft Avenue into a robot.

DLRT was making quick work of the Ateneans and their creatures-- crushing the mythical creatures here and there, tossing the trees brought to life by the Department of Environmental Science.

"Let us not lose hope!" Nebres said. "We are after all committed to hope."

"Now is not the time to talk about GK, Father!" somebody said.

"I am not talking about GK. I am talking about SECtor."

He pointed his wand the Science Education Complex. The building shook and assembled itself into a robot. SEC A was the head and the torso. SEC B became the left arm and leg and SEC-C became the right.

"Mang Freddie!" Nebres called.

"I am ready, Father!" shouted Freddie the man in charge of Escaler Hall which has now become the control room SECtor.

"Attack, Freddie! One Big Fight."

DLRT was no match and quickly collapsed under the strength of SECtor.

"Fr Nebres!" Harry Potter appeared. "Two horcruxes have been destroyed!"

"Animo La Salle!" "Animo La Salle!" "Animo La Salle!"

There were screams of terror. The LaSalle brothers had entered the battle. They were using their most dangerous spell: The Animo LaSalle â€" the Killing Curse!


Finale: The Animo Wand

Ateneans were dropping dead left and right. The Animo La Salle curse was unblockable. Some of the more veteran teachers provided extra defense and protection to the students but most of their efforts were futile.

Dacanay and his Jesuit team however managed to stun a few archers.

Victory however seemed far-fetched. Francisco had been revived from the Stunning Spell by Dacanay. Back in human form, she was battling Jai Reyes, Kirk Long and Chris Tiu at the same time. While the players were certainly skillful, Francisco was able to block all spells launched by the Blue Eagles.

Francisco pointed her wand at Chris Tiu and shouted "Animo La Salle!" But the curse missed him by an inch.

"Not Chris Tiu you BIATCH!" somebody shouted; it was Achoot Cuyegkeng. "Out of my way! Out of my way! FRANCISO'S MINE!"

Francisco laughed. " You are no match for me! I am the greatest servant of the Dominicans! What's gonna happen to your Loyola Schools after I kill you?! What's gonna happen to your Blue Eagles after I kill Chrissy?"

"You will never touch any of our students again!!" Cuyegkeng said.

Francisco laughed. And with her unerring skill as jack-of-all-trades professor Cuygekeng sent a Stunning Curse at her opponent. The curse hit her squarely on the chest, knocking her out once more.

"Enough!" Harry shouted. "Voldemort! Where are you? You have been using the LaSallians and the other schools to come after me. Where are you?"

"I am here, Potter." a voice hissed. The voice came from Bro. Armin.

"Brother Armin?"

"No! I am Voldemort! Armin is my past, present and future. See?" he wrote the word Armind then with a flicker of his wand the word became Voldemort.

"I don't get it." Harry said

"Ako rin!" an Atenean said.

"Ha? Can you make ulit?" another one shouted.

"How did Armin became Voldemort?"

"Bai, nalibog na ko!" A Cebuano Atenean shouted.

"Bah! Never mind! Anyone knows the LaSallians can't spell. So anyway, I stunned Armin a few days ago and using his name and face I used the school and all the other schools to come and find you!"

"But you are too late. I destroyed all the horcruxes"

"No, Potter. I win. You see, while I was Bro. Armind. I was able to find the long lost and most powerful wand in the entire world-- the Animo Wand! And you will be its first victim!"

"Are you kidding me, Tom?" Harry said "Don't you get it? The wand chooses the school. The Animo wand does not belong to La Salle! It belongs to the Ateneo."

"No! You are the fool! The LaSallians have been cheering Animo La Salle for such a long time. The LaSallians truly own the wand and since I am a LaSallian for now, I own it. Die Potter die!"

"But you see, Riddle, you did not review University histories. If you did, you would know that the Ateneans used Animo Ateneo first. And they still use it now. There is even a website right now named AnimoAteneo.com . The Ateneans have reclaimed Animo Ateneo!"

Silence.

"So. It comes down to this isn't it?" Harry whispered "Does your wand know that its original owner still values it? If it does, I AM THE TRUE MASTER OF THE ANIMO WAND!"

Voldemort points his wand at Harry who in turn has prepared for the final duel.

"ANIMO LA SALLE!" Voldemort shouted.

"OH! GET. THAT. WAND!" Harry shouted.

The curse rebounded and hit Voldemort instead of Harry who caught the Animo Wand with his other hand. Cheers from the Ateneans and even some La Sallians, who realized that they were duped were all around.

That morning both Ateneo and La Salle forged a cease fire, a temporary one because the next day was the Ateneo-La Salle basketball championship. Francisco who was revived after hours of being stunned by Dacanay and Cuyegkeng decided to lift the "No Cheering!" rule during time out. However, she still flinches whenever Dacanay (or any Jesuit for that matter) would approach her.

There were however, a group of La Sallians who disagreed with having a cease fire. They believed that the death and defeat of Voldemort was unfair so they decided to file a protest. This was later junked due to lack of merit.


Epilogue. Nineteen years later.

It was the day of the ACET.

Harry Potter was accompanying his son Ben.

"Dad! What if I fail the ACET and end up in DLSU?"

Harry looked at his son and said "Bienvenido Adolfo! You were named after two of the most powerful Jesuits in the country. One of them is a good friend of ours. In fact he was the one who officiated our marriage."

"But... but... so what if I DO fail the ACET and end up in DLSU?"

Eh di bobo ka talaga! Harry thought. But he didn't say that. "But we will still love you as our son!" Harry said. "Alright. Your test starts in a few minutes. Make us proud. One Big Fight."

Happy 19th birthday, boyps! hehe.





Happy birthday to you, my baby.
sarangheyo.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

lovers' poem


Nothingness was incurred
the moment
that we knew
we were swimming
in the dark waters of uncertainty.

We partook of the murky waters
when we defied the high ones
and took it our way.
Consolation was at hand
when we held each other above reason.

But do you realize that

You have me bound
and scared stiff
of what you might do
or not do
when my soul bleeds out
nothingness into the earth?

Friday, September 21, 2007

radically idiotic


I was terribly in the need to urinate when I went up to SEC B third floor for my compa ana lab class, so after I placed my bag inside the room, I immediately ran to the comfort room at the end of the corridor. Unfortunately, it was locked, so I had to prolong the agony of my distended bladder. I ran down two flights of stairs to the second floor, and immediately went inside the comfort room. I automatically went for the first cubicle from the sinks (it's my habit to go for the cubicle nearest to the door in every bathroom, because by experience, it's always the cleanest), but it was in use, so was the one next to it. So I charged to the third one.


This is what I immediately saw upon entering the cubicle. I found it weird and a bit freaky, but because my bladder was like a water balloon being thrown around, I took no heed and immediately unfastened my pants and sat down like a princess. I'll deal with it after my distended bladder would resume its empty state. When I was finished with my business, I saw something in the corner of my eye. I turned my head to the right wall of my cubicle and what I saw nearly made me fall off the toilet seat.

I know it sounds stupid, but it scared me shitless (no pun intended. I was there to urinate, remember?). The first thing I saw was the handprint, and in my head, I was expecting to see a bloody white-clad girl looking at me above the cubicle next. My initial shock dissipated when I was able to digest the writings with the handprint.

The Ateneo administration is going implement a dress code policy/guideline effective this summer, and this sudden implementation generated a lot of comments---ranging from quiet protests and curses to outrageous cussing and debates among students---especially from those whose 'uniforms' to school constituted of flip-flops, tank and sleeveless tops, tops with plunging necklines and backlines (if there is such a term) and shorts.

For students it was irrational, and it doesn't affect our learning in anyway, but the administration won't hear anything of it. They're pissed over the alarming number of students who go to school in 'pambahay' themed outfits (think board shorts paired with a sando) which in their view (or in any adult's point of view) is not proper. More disturbing for them is the fact that more girls are discovering short (and I mean short) skirts and shorts (think sexbomb shorts or pekpek shorts as people call it) and tops with plunging necklines.

Though I personally am against wearing pekpek shorts to school, I love wearing the non-pekpek ones, especially on PE days when it's too heavy to bring denim pants in your bag for an hour and thirty minutes of travel time and when it's too hot for pants. I personally haven't seen guys walking around in sandos and boardshorts, but girls in pekpek shorts I have seen. I just thank God that those girls don't have to commute home like me. They set a standard on the length of shorts and skirts that's acceptable--if you put your arms to your sides, the length of the garment must reach your fingertips. This is fine for me, just as long as they don't totally ban shorts. This length is considered too long and too manang by many. Hey, are you people disfigured or something? God created your proportions. Try putting your arms to your sides and you'll see that it's still about three inches above the knee. It's the balance between decency and shortness. Blow up the admin office when they say that your knees should be fully covered up to your ankles, but this? COME ON.

What about of sleeveless and tank tops then? The question everybody poses here is why ban this? The plunging necklines I can understand, but the sleeveless and tank tops? COME ON. There are sleeveless and tank tops that are decent, and girls wear this because it's too hot outside, or it's fashionable. It's irrational to ban this because showing your arms and the skin around your shoulders in garments is not in anyway indecent, unless you live in Afghanistan.

Moreover, maybe the reason for the tank top wearing is also why people wear slippers to school. Furthermore, it's a hassle to wear shoes at times. Slippers, you just slip `em on and go. But as many adults say, why wear slippers to school? It's pretty much like wearing a shirt-jeans ensemble to the inauguration of the president of the Philippines or an extreme comparison, going to church clad in your underwear. You are terribly under dressed for school if you go in your slippers, they say, at least go in strapped sandals. They have a point in this...damn it.

My mom always stressed that she hates to see students going to school in slippers and/or shorts. It makes her feel like we're slacking off. But we really wear these things because we are comfortable in it; well, at least in my perspective. If the adults in the administration take comfort for slacking off, or worse, indecency, then what we have here is a clash of definitions.

Back in the cubicle, I chuckled and looked around somemore. I turned to face the door.


Red fingerprints at the door and its lock. I mentally cursed myself in my head for touching the door without taking notice of the things on it. It was then I realized that I didn't know what the red things were yet. First I thought it was candle wax, but I scrapped it because candle wax would not dry up that cleanly on a wall, even a thin layer of it. It would crumble sooner or later. Paint? Could be. So I chuckled again, and left the cubicle. I went back to lab and took my blockmates to the cubicle for a look-see. I was really interested on the fact that somebody took it this far, but my excitement turned to disgust when somebody asked "Regla ba yan?"

A way to find out popped into my head. I took the dipper drizzled with red stuff out to the technicians and asked for some hydrogen peroxide. Girls, you know why hydrogen peroxide (agua oxenada) is effective for removing blood stains in our skirts and pants, right? Blood reacts with it, forming white bubbles.


There it is. Blood.

So the question here now becomes what is the source of the blood? I was thinking menstrual fluid, but it's too sick, too unimaginable, too crazy. But on the flipside, it's very plausible. I also thought it was just paint. Maybe there was a variety of paint that reacts with H2O2. After all, a handprinting booth at the SEC B foyer was in operation the whole day, which could possibly be the source of the paint (only the SOURCE, not the CULPRIT. that's different). After we went back up to the lab to further chop up our cat, school authorities had the CR closed and investigated. Water based paint, they say. I'm tad sure that it's blood you have there. Test water based paint against H2O2. Let me know if I'm wrong.

Two adjectives for the act: radical but idiotic.
To the person (who, I'm pretty sure is a member of the female species): There are other ways to protest if you hate it that much, honey.

Friday, September 07, 2007

dinner on the 25th


Last Monday, September 3, after rounds and rounds of serious shouting, hyperactivity, chopstick pinching, bashing and ennumerating and scrawling the Buddhist 8-fold path on the board, Jan Formalejo (my blockmate), Chris Tiu (yeah, you read it right) and I won the dinner treat at the 25th floor of the Philippine Stock Exchange plaza that Ms. Coo was giving out as a prize. It was also the treat that my prof was giving to her beadles in her classes, so Nyko and Sheena were going with us too.

Sheena, Jan, Nyko and I were sure to go to the dinner on the 5th, but one of us wasn't. Chris said that he might not go with us because his afternoons are full. He was really busy that week, given that he had to train every afternoon to night for the upcoming games in UAAP (Ateneo vs. La Salle is this Sunday already) and he wanted to go see Kobe Bryant that day. Well, he's Chris Tiu afterall.

He had the choice of giving up his slot or joining the winners from the other class for brunch the following week. He seemed to agree to do the latter. Nyko, Sheena and I texted him and asked him what his plan was, then asked him to join us instead. He replied, and he ended up joining us that afternoon (At shempre, kinilig ng sobra si Nyko.).

Never in my college life did I think that I would have the chance to talk and interact with Chris Tiu, but hey...unexpected things like this make life fun. He is really nice and very down to earth. He used to be my crush way back in high school, and now, I proved the theory that crushes disappear after social contact. Talking to him was like talking to everybody else.

I loved Ms. Coo more after this dinner. Because of her stories about her trips to other countries, I was inspired to do the same when I get older. What remains is my concern for the money factor though. I hope I can get rich fast and travel soon. :)

The food was great and we talked about lots of things. Finally, before we left the building, we took a lot of pictures. I'll steal from Sheena or Nyko's multiply when they post them already. I'll share the pics with you guys. :)

Nice meeting you, CJ (the beadle from the other class who joined us)!
Thank you Sheena, Nyko, Chris and Jan for the company!
Thank you Ms. Coo, for the treat!

I hope there are more classes in my whole college life like this.
Maybe someday, if I decide to be a teacher, I'll give a treat like this to my students too...that is if I'll get as rich as Ms. Stephanie Coo. :)

Ms. Coo and History 16 will always be remembered.

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+ benzon fafaboLs + bricci + chacha.cynthia + claudio + daven + desa + dina + gab psychOtie + gab sycophite + g_b + gelynne + geraLd + grace + hazeL v. + hazeL v.2 + ina + ivy sheryL + jamayca + jamie evon + jamiee + janica + hihirit pa si irbeng + jenny + jude + justin + kim.gonzales + kassandra + Loraine + meLa + phimie + pikseLot + raphael + tetet + tetet uLit + toki + vaLen + ziella +

Ateneans
ate ekai + ate maral + ate marian kambal + ate tina + ate tina muli + ate tina: the career woman :) + cara + haizell + josh + kuya kalil + kuya maki + kuya randy + kuya randy.2 + leo + sir ron cruz + sir yol jamendang +

Life and the times of people I dunno
Taga-Makati + Inday +


The eternal twilight

The Kaiserin's Multiply Site + Miles' Deviant art site + Miles and Jericho's blog + People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals + The Blue Eagle's Aerie + The Ateneo Debate Society + The Guidon + The Guidon: Alt+G + Ang Matanglawin + Aisis Sucks(?) + Bulatlat + CNN + Scientian forums +


Exacting your revenge

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