<?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-3676082232032549383</id><updated>2012-02-14T23:21:55.785+08:00</updated><category term='ethics'/><category term='tcgplus'/><category term='media'/><category term='sharings'/><category term='arrmanddc'/><category term='funny'/><category term='news'/><category term='boystown'/><category term='contests'/><category term='the bourne legacy'/><category term='topics'/><category term='ghostcam'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='itsmorefuninthephilippines armanddc'/><category term='art'/><category term='manny pacquiao'/><category term='jeremmy renner'/><category term='updates'/><category term='pgma'/><category term='photos'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='filmpolice'/><category term='philippines'/><category term='valentines'/><category term='ebook'/><category term='hollywood'/><category term='pornography'/><category term='job'/><category term='novel'/><category term='ladiesman'/><category term='issues'/><category term='tips'/><category term='apps'/><category term='family'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='new year'/><category term='he said she said a truth'/><category term='dating'/><category term='ronald llamas'/><category term='boxing'/><category term='mailsack'/><category term='justin bieber'/><category term='college life'/><category term='romance'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='the other side'/><category term='spongebob squarepants'/><category term='armanddc'/><category term='exclamations'/><category term='7 deadly sins'/><category term='photography'/><category term='the bangable college'/><category term='politics'/><category term='geeksland'/><category term='rants'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='government'/><category term='a day in the life'/><category term='blog'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='sopa'/><category term='life'/><category term='literature'/><category term='original short story'/><category term='armandddc'/><category term='android'/><category term='opinion'/><category term='armanddc blog introduction get-to-know'/><category term='pain'/><category term='mall'/><category term='modeling'/><category term='quirky'/><category term='corona impeachment'/><category term='pledge'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='love'/><category term='writing'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='brand'/><category term='money'/><category term='morality'/><title type='text'>iAmArmandDC</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-2365385758518567547</id><published>2012-02-14T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T23:21:55.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><title type='text'>I Knew There is to Know About 'Valentines Day'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;(A Day in the Life &lt;/i&gt;episode)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmoMy_xwBcg/Tzp67Mx7nUI/AAAAAAAAA9o/3anabVL5dF4/s1600/valentines-day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmoMy_xwBcg/Tzp67Mx7nUI/AAAAAAAAA9o/3anabVL5dF4/s400/valentines-day.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;©Lena Miller Photography, www.lenamiller.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;HELLO EVERYONE! ArmandDC here, I've enjoyed things tonight. And I knew there is to know about Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invariably and inevitably, Valentine's is a date that some will enjoy and someone will not. The same principle that applies in a squirrel could love the fresh forest air, however a creature with gills would not. As a prominent thought that spreads through the SMS world goes, Valentine's Day could be special to some, but to others, it is &amp;nbsp;nothing but of a slow-paced Teusday that will certainly pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to the school today. Excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a part of me that desired to cut class; if that event will come, then I won't share the day with my friends, so I said 'no' to myself. Myself agreed without hesitation. There was one dude from my class who brought a&amp;nbsp;bouquet of flowers with him and slid it to the arms of a girl whom he, I assume, likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they say V.D. (Valentine's Day) could also refer to S.A.D. (Singles Awareness Day), it is true. At some moments of that time, I found myself aware that I am single. For a long time. Long time. Long time. Long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving emphasis in my mind that I am single for a very &lt;i&gt;long &lt;/i&gt;time, I felt the state of being alone. I have a date--my mom. Still, I felt alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day passed, I went back home to get ready for my supposed 'date' with whose person's womb I was in sixteen years ago. I sat beside the railings of the king of the Manila roads and then saw couples being all lovey-dovey. There weren't ginormous stuffed toys; fancy-looking bouquets; not even a piece of letter. They were just together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden thought struck me. Wait a minute Mr. Einstein, I don't have to have a date! For Pete's sake I felt utterly stupid to be such a slowpoke to get this thing pop in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's isn't really about having someone romantically special by your side. Like Christmas, Valentine's is a date of which people are all-smiles and tries not to be a son of a bi-atch. I guess, aware of how much cliched this sounds, Valentine's is all about love. Simply. Regardless if you're alone, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Valentine's, for me, came really good, I learned to give ways. And I will repeat: There is to know about 'Valentine's Day'. If you didn't knew it by today, then try next year! Kiss and hug! --A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-2365385758518567547?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/2365385758518567547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-knew-there-is-to-know-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/2365385758518567547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/2365385758518567547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-knew-there-is-to-know-about.html' title='I Knew There is to Know About &apos;Valentines Day&apos;.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmoMy_xwBcg/Tzp67Mx7nUI/AAAAAAAAA9o/3anabVL5dF4/s72-c/valentines-day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-5282451553120861202</id><published>2012-02-07T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T16:37:15.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><title type='text'>Maternal and Paternal Boundaries.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;(ArmandDC's 'A Day in a Life' episode)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything in the world is a system, then even the top of the food chain &lt;i&gt;must &lt;/i&gt;follow a handful of rules. Even God followed a system to give us salvation. His son had to float down, luminous light behind Him--glaring, on earth and then crucified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oPoz6jnpXi4/TzDicLD_weI/AAAAAAAAA8o/bAlJQRMTqd0/s1600/autumn,child,green,helsinki,leaves,paint,parent,photography,road,walking,white-00801526af8d8364ffc6fc9d720093a9_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="341" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oPoz6jnpXi4/TzDicLD_weI/AAAAAAAAA8o/bAlJQRMTqd0/s400/autumn,child,green,helsinki,leaves,paint,parent,photography,road,walking,white-00801526af8d8364ffc6fc9d720093a9_m.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, parents &lt;i&gt;must &lt;/i&gt;have boundaries to take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the catch, I asked my mom about writing this article, and she asked for a low-key however serious tone. Real-life parents could chance to read this, she explains. Well, to those who reads my blog and are waiting to the fun post, then this is not your day just yet. This post is intended to expose the boundaries that parents must consider through harmonious relationship with their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For children that believes that they have the whole world, parents must be there to guide them. However, parents doesn't&amp;nbsp;necessarily&amp;nbsp;have 'guidance counselors' at their resume, hence, many would hurdle to find balance between discipline, and choking of their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children often get suffocated each time they feel like they're cheated--especially their privacy. Without the note of deciding for them of what should they get, or what should they do, violating their privacy is one of the major sins a parent can do. However, I do not mean that a parent shalt free the children to the extent that the principle of guidance slowly fades away. There must be a fulcrum placed sharply in the middle between two circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a friend of mine, who has a boyfriend. Right now. She had a past relationship and admits that she hasn't moved on from it. She is very open to her family about all things love, maybe because she doesn't really know how to deal with it easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she meets a guy, let's name him Dan. Dan and Jules (my friend) seemed to be okay right at the start. However as days pass by, Jules realizes that she doesn't have anything more than friendship to offer to Dan and still loves the past guy. Learning how stupid she was upon agreeing to be Dan's girlfriend, Jules find herself torn between Dan and her family--who were completely supporting the couple, to the extent that they dictate Jules every move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jules, as a result, seeds a sting of loneliness, maybe hatred--that I don't know--to her parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, the couple is still a couple and Jules is complaining about the situation because Dan reports every fuss that they are on to her family resulting Jules' family to nag matters out. Jules is pissed by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That moms and dads is what I meant about dictating children what to do. If they are at the right age, like Jules, then let them have a pinch of liberty and let them decide on their own. It's a burden to learn that children have issues about their parents, so I oblige the parents out there to take effort and have a beautiful lifetime with their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss and Hug. --A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-5282451553120861202?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/5282451553120861202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/maternal-and-paternal-boundaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5282451553120861202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5282451553120861202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/maternal-and-paternal-boundaries.html' title='Maternal and Paternal Boundaries.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oPoz6jnpXi4/TzDicLD_weI/AAAAAAAAA8o/bAlJQRMTqd0/s72-c/autumn,child,green,helsinki,leaves,paint,parent,photography,road,walking,white-00801526af8d8364ffc6fc9d720093a9_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-6667949721635558204</id><published>2012-02-05T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T23:21:22.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 deadly sins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spongebob squarepants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><title type='text'>The Bikini Bottom Sinners.</title><content type='html'>I am a fan of western toons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember myself as a child watching episodes of that cartoon wherein a duo of cat and mouse do chase scenes without even a bullshit reason into the gag reel. A blue-toned pussy (realizing how green and PG-ed that would sound to others) and a brown-colored mouse stars in Tom and Jerry. However, I also like eastern products that names: Mojacko and Doraemon, two creatures that even up to now, I don't know the physical organization is, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQzlTS-zl7Q/Ty5IHK75mgI/AAAAAAAAA8M/bvnOcnZ71qM/s1600/Spongebob-Crazy-Fan-Art-spongebob-squarepants-3268024-1316-760.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQzlTS-zl7Q/Ty5IHK75mgI/AAAAAAAAA8M/bvnOcnZ71qM/s400/Spongebob-Crazy-Fan-Art-spongebob-squarepants-3268024-1316-760.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To date, the most famous and OSMEST (that means 'awesomest', for the sake of non-slangers) toon goes to &lt;b&gt;Spongebob Squarepants&lt;/b&gt;. And to a recent conversation with a college friend, I learned that in an interview Stephen Hillenburg confessed that he based the 7 main characters on the 7 Deadly Sins. And the list now starts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ar34KLOxkxk/Ty5IEBUf2CI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PdfNOtqDeow/s1600/sponge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ar34KLOxkxk/Ty5IEBUf2CI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PdfNOtqDeow/s320/sponge.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSDiQLWnYvk/Ty5HvzOw2WI/AAAAAAAAA78/nZHBSRydHRo/s1600/spongebob-characters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSDiQLWnYvk/Ty5HvzOw2WI/AAAAAAAAA78/nZHBSRydHRo/s320/spongebob-characters.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sloth -- Patrick Star:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sloth is simply the act of being lazy; and it wouldn't take a genius to figure out that Patrick is such a couch potato. He lives under a rock, and is known for doing 'nothing' in his life. Making him a clear evidence to the deadly sin basis.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wrath -- Squidward Tentacles: &lt;/b&gt;Squidward hates his life--mostly because he's pissed in events that his clarinet-playing is mocked by the barnacles of Bikini Bottom, which happens most of the time. He hates Spongebob, and is angry most of the time. Wrath involves feelings of anger. He's a pissed-off squid. CAUTION.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greed -- Mr. Krabs: &lt;/b&gt;Greed is obviously Mr. Krabs. He greeds of money, and he greeds of money. And then after that, he greeds of money, even more. He even dreams about a dollar and dimes. He sings about it too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Envy -- Plankton: &lt;/b&gt;The minature species is envious of Mr. Krabs because of the success of Krasty Krabs. Throughout the show, almost every episode he's in, he's determined to steal the secret formula for Mr. Krabs' Krabby Patty. Envy involves feeling of desire of someone's own property.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Glutony -- Gary: &lt;/b&gt;Overindulgence of food is gluttony, and though we seldom witness symptoms, Gary proves it. In one episode, Spongebob leaves his house for a week, and Gary, left, unfed, feeds on Spongebob's things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pride -- Sandy the Squirell: &lt;/b&gt;Sandy is a proud west settler who engineered a dome that showcased a tiny part of Texas underwater. She decides to be proud of her being land-dweller, and brags it off to the sea creatures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lust -- Spongebob Squarepants&lt;/b&gt;: Spongebob isn't the 'lusty lusty' kind of creature. But check your&amp;nbsp;vocabulary&amp;nbsp;because 'lust' in fact refers to 'excess of feeling love among others'. With that said, Spongebob becomes a clear candidate for lust.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder almost 5 years of my life of how in the world is Spongebob such a huge hit to the kids and kids-at-heart. Now I partly understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's probably because in each of the main characters, we relate somehow, the sins that the characters do, will somehow relate to ours in real life. It's a clever move by the toon makers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though Spongebob Squarepants is based from sins, I believe that Tom &amp;amp; Jerry is still the best! Kiss and Hug. --A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-6667949721635558204?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/6667949721635558204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/bikini-bottom-sinners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/6667949721635558204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/6667949721635558204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/bikini-bottom-sinners.html' title='The Bikini Bottom Sinners.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQzlTS-zl7Q/Ty5IHK75mgI/AAAAAAAAA8M/bvnOcnZ71qM/s72-c/Spongebob-Crazy-Fan-Art-spongebob-squarepants-3268024-1316-760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-4935488553999015671</id><published>2012-02-04T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T12:32:19.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladiesman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><title type='text'>3 Don'ts During a Valentines Date. #LadiesMan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NckMboya4Js/Tyy0fcl6bqI/AAAAAAAAA7k/hqRufBOQwhY/s1600/184742_1286050007397_1714588937_506027_7283704_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NckMboya4Js/Tyy0fcl6bqI/AAAAAAAAA7k/hqRufBOQwhY/s400/184742_1286050007397_1714588937_506027_7283704_n.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valentines, this year, is something I'm not most excited about. It's simply because I am alone. And whether you babble about reasons I shouldn't be alone or ways I won't be alone this Valentines, (will you shut it please?), it won't do a thing. I'm okay being alone. And I don't intend to start to sound not okay about it, like I am sounding right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this year is sloppy for me. Unlike the few previous years. In experience, I've came up with 3 major sins that one guy can do during a Valentine's Date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't Look Sloppy&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;-- As guys, we always want to give our dates to have the best that they can get. Plus, we're taking our loved ones out, and we want things to be special. We want the night to be special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first want to look good--at least, presentable. Looks doesn't matter, yes, you can assume. But do it for yourself, click here to learn about the need to look good. BUT do not over-dress to the extent that your girlfriend will fade to the background. Girls doesn't want to feel background degree, and wants you on your own time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They don't want to feel insecure each time other women take a quick glance at you. Find that balance that you will walk on where you look nice, without 'outdressing' your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also try to have extra pocket money, if ever the both of you decides to go grab a bite, or go to someplace special. It's really good to have some back-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Don't Open Up Unsettled Matters &lt;/b&gt;-- You are lucky enough to have your date with you on the date: February 14th. If you're with your girlfriend, avoid opening up matters that may cause stress and worse, fuss. Remember that tonight is a special night. Don't be utterly stupid and open up matters that will break the happy vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls doesn't want to hear about your ex. Girls doesn't want to hear about past intimacies and the girls you fantasize of. Remember that in this special night, your lady wants your full mind, attention, and heart. And as gentlemen, you are pretty much obliged to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Don't Fake It!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;-- There are some guidelines I've shared but remember that these are not rules. If there was one rule, it is: 'It doesn't matter what you wear, what place you're at or how much is the food you are munching with her; being you, and being real, and giving your real safe, and not faking it, is rather the most important thing in any kind of date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that this is a special night (I finally am realizing that I am utterly&amp;nbsp;repetitive&amp;nbsp;of how much special a Valentines Date is) and it's your obligation to make her feel special like the night. But also keep in mind that special must be genuine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take these quick tips by yours truly and you're good to go. See you in a flash! Kiss and Hug! --A.&lt;span id="goog_593557251"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_593557252"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-4935488553999015671?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/4935488553999015671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/3-donts-during-valentines-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/4935488553999015671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/4935488553999015671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/3-donts-during-valentines-date.html' title='3 Don&apos;ts During a Valentines Date. #LadiesMan'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NckMboya4Js/Tyy0fcl6bqI/AAAAAAAAA7k/hqRufBOQwhY/s72-c/184742_1286050007397_1714588937_506027_7283704_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-8260796558517398223</id><published>2012-02-02T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T19:00:23.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><title type='text'>Job Description.</title><content type='html'>I came home after a boring first-half of the day, and then a fun other half of karaoke-ing and watching: 'Chronicle'. A film of which I've reviewed of such a tight schedule, &lt;a href="http://thefilmpolice.blogspot.com/2012/02/fun-to-sinister-chronicle.html"&gt;that is right here&lt;/a&gt;, so click away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K69YF_LqO6Y/Typq2SFkiPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Px_4Sfz5eQM/s1600/job+description.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K69YF_LqO6Y/Typq2SFkiPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Px_4Sfz5eQM/s400/job+description.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before singing our lungs out that seemed to take so long as&amp;nbsp;Mesolithic&amp;nbsp;Age, we went to one of the Filipino students' hub, McDonald's. Ronald's restaurant, I prefer to call McDo that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronald's offers a lot of tasty food that when you eat for five consecutive days, you'll end up hospitalized, learning that your digestive system is completely burnt, or if not, dead. Yes, dead. And if you try to read it again, the text won't change. It happened to some avid Ronald's muncher. He died. Such an idiot. (This is serious thing that happened in reality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered three plates of McFillet, and I hope that I call the damn meal right. McSaver Meals it says on the menu. We made our decision because our pockets contained limited money--the McSavers Fillet costs 50. Pretty affordable if you'd buy some Krispy Kreme that will just heighten your hunger instead of washing it off. We also made the cashier punch in: Two Burger McDo, a regular order of fries, that had way too MSG, rumor has it, and a pair of Coke for the two ladies. We were five people determined to eat something addictive. Two girls, three boys--and the answer is yes, we find something addictive. And its thanks to the MSG or whatever chemical they used, rumor has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't understand is why people bother eating in these chains; given the fact that they have knowledge of the rumor. Is it the Ronald statue/mascot in front of the entrance door? Is it the MSG? (because if it is, then it had to be tagged: 'prohibited food') Maybe it is the workers that are so friendly that they have to say 'good afternoon, ma'am/sir' everytime you pass by them as though you were deft and didn't heard them say their chant. Well, Jollibee had great workers too. And KFC had way better meals than McDo has (personal opinion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, is remote from liking Coke. It scrambles her intestines she claims. Therefore, she asks us if there are available water to drink. A friend responds, 'yes' and then soon calls on a 'Dine-In' crew. And then asks for a glass of water. My Coke-hater friend, replies back: 'Should it (getting water that is merely 10 steps away from us) be self-service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other friend, seemed to dive an eyebrow and then fly the other, looking mad, said: 'It's their job, hon. Don't think about it.'. A friend seconded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I said to myself, isn't their job is to serve people, and not get insulted and scolded? I never had the chance to scoop in to the conversation. Well, I guess, I won't do it to other employees the next time. WE ARE ALL DIFFERENT PEOPLE ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not in their job description to have their prides un-heightened. I guess I learned a morale thing today! WHOOPIE! 12 days before Valentines! &lt;i&gt;May date na ba kayo?!! Ako wala eh.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kiss and Hug. --A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-8260796558517398223?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/8260796558517398223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/job-description.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/8260796558517398223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/8260796558517398223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/job-description.html' title='Job Description.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K69YF_LqO6Y/Typq2SFkiPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Px_4Sfz5eQM/s72-c/job+description.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-5307031234978303143</id><published>2012-02-01T11:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:20:14.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sopa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mailsack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corona impeachment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><title type='text'>Corona's Impeachment; SOPA; and Blogging Tips. #MailSack</title><content type='html'>I, today, yes, do open some notes that you guys been sending me. And today, we open our mail sack to speak impeachment, copyright and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FdmLo1d6j_w/TyivIMogjgI/AAAAAAAAA60/PTMPTKftE0k/s1600/corona_globalpost_com_216657687.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FdmLo1d6j_w/TyivIMogjgI/AAAAAAAAA60/PTMPTKftE0k/s400/corona_globalpost_com_216657687.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dude made it possible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hey iAmArmandDC! I like your blog especially your post about the new slogan for DOT campaign. I mostly agree to your thoughts. Now I want to ask you what are your thoughts about CJ Corona's impeachment, SOPA and if I were to start blogging, what things would you recommend." &lt;/i&gt;--Mr. Random Asker.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well, gratitude. The e-mail sender made contact via &lt;a href="mailto:armanddc@gmail.com"&gt;armanddc@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;, if you guys have things to say too, then go ahead and hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start the post systematically. Following the sequence: CJ impeachment and then SOPA issues, and then blogging tips, yes? Good. Keep reading now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CJ Corona's Impeachment&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;from the start, I believed that would be a looooooooonggggg process. I figured that it would take you to read this blog post 60 million times before the impeachment reaches a verdict. This thing apparently happens when two forces of the government hit the same spot from different places. It's a long procedure, people would babble about stuff that most Filipinos would hurdle to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to the thought, why does the senate assume that Filipinos are ALL English proficients?? They think that Pinoys are understanding English as though they are pocket-dictionaries that you can buy for 200 pesos over the bookstore. Yes they &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;understand. But complex words are out of an ordinary Filipino's English vocabulary. I can admit too, there were a couple of words that I had to fetch the meaning out of the handy, dictionary. Which then brings me to a thought: the government &lt;i&gt;must&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;fetch every Filipino, a dictionary. Just in case insensitive English-speakers smother the citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the impeachment, my thoughts? I personally think that the SALN thingy isn't really the case here. And if in any way, direct or indirect, whether did Corona slid government money to his own pocket or not, us puzzled about it, and continuing to keep looking for answers, won't be able to bring back the 'corrupted money'. Hence, I would say: If the people believes that Corona starts not to be an effective Chief Justice, then impeach! That's it. Find a better one. Hurdle to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOPA&lt;/b&gt;. I strongly disagree to the issuance of &lt;i&gt;Stop Online Piracy Act&lt;/i&gt;, though, not completely disapproving. As an independent-publishing body, I don't have the resources to create my own material (for example: audio clips for videos, sound fx specifically; stock images for prints) therefore, what I do is dive into the pool of stock audio clips and stock images. And if SOPA thinks that that minute action is already an act of piracy, then what SOPA ultimately does is barricading a process that outputs one's creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ma6jNzgOvvY/TyivFTpDzqI/AAAAAAAAA6o/ajll2z-8Tew/s1600/stop-sopa-pipa.800w_600h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ma6jNzgOvvY/TyivFTpDzqI/AAAAAAAAA6o/ajll2z-8Tew/s400/stop-sopa-pipa.800w_600h.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My explanation isn't clear, but what I would like to say: There are people that uses copyrighted materials to give honor to the material itself, or if not, to make something creative out of it. And I don't see the problem with that. SOPA doesn't need to be strict to the extent of which littlest actions are forbidden. It's suckage. I vote 'no' for it, but I strongly respect the works of the original owners of a material. And everyone else should respect one another. World peace. &lt;i&gt;May masabi lang eh! HAHAHA.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would ask me &lt;b&gt;a brief and efficient way to start blogging&lt;/b&gt;, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFEnZhBE4ls/TyivHc1moaI/AAAAAAAAA6w/2shnobLcug4/s1600/blogging-collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFEnZhBE4ls/TyivHc1moaI/AAAAAAAAA6w/2shnobLcug4/s400/blogging-collage.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choose a platform: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogger.com/"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wordpress.com/"&gt;Wordpress&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://typepad.com/"&gt;TypePad&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choose a topic that you believe you know more about. For instance, I have a movie review blog wherein I post movie reviews of films that I've watched time-to-time. I already have a number of readers. ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn the universal language. Just the basics. And your local language too. Check your grammar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be informative and useful to others. Write in your thoughts, only your thoughts, do not&amp;nbsp;plagiarize.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know a little about web basics.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love what you do. Anyway, you'd fall in love with it eventually.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sorry if that's all I have for you guys for now, make sure to hit me via e-mail if you want to ask something. See you all guys! Kiss and Hug. --A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-5307031234978303143?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/5307031234978303143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/coronas-impeachment-sopa-and-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5307031234978303143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5307031234978303143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/02/coronas-impeachment-sopa-and-blogging.html' title='Corona&apos;s Impeachment; SOPA; and Blogging Tips. #MailSack'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FdmLo1d6j_w/TyivIMogjgI/AAAAAAAAA60/PTMPTKftE0k/s72-c/corona_globalpost_com_216657687.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-9027688079583407795</id><published>2012-01-28T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T16:58:27.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ronald llamas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>We've Had Enough of You!: The Ronald Llamas Pirated DVD Issue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YVPfbeSwK1c/TyO2AOZhGfI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/iJLjD2Q-gtE/s1600/Ronald-Llamas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YVPfbeSwK1c/TyO2AOZhGfI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/iJLjD2Q-gtE/s400/Ronald-Llamas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at this guy. Isn't he looking so happy and enthusiastic? Yes, he is. He's Ronald Llamas; the president's political adviser who seemed to go beyond boundaries! Not that he actually points out which girl is the best for P-Noy whether Liz Uy or Shalani (a choice that is sadly too Mission: Impossible) or whether which hotdog brand to choose, but rather he went too far by doing ridiculous stuff that awfully makes the people hate him even more and take him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hsdrrRsWuZk/TyO1-Yg4nYI/AAAAAAAAA6I/bRRDoUH7zFY/s1600/llamas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hsdrrRsWuZk/TyO1-Yg4nYI/AAAAAAAAA6I/bRRDoUH7zFY/s200/llamas.jpg" width="156" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfect for a clean headshot.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Seriously dude, you got time for doing these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you got some sharp&amp;nbsp;auditory&amp;nbsp;and photographic memories, then congratulations,&amp;nbsp;smooch&amp;nbsp;in to the bunch, because we are chanting: "After fire-arms, now piracy!"; "After fire-arms, now piracy!"; and ohhh... I'd be repeating that for 28 hours. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question that would ponder in my mind is what event would Llamas use his fire-arms? To kill some 'spitter'; or a 'tank', or maybe a 'boomer' in a real-life 'Left 4 Dead' round? Seriously.. ANYWAY BACK TO THE ISSUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently a photo leaked over the triple w, featuring a bald-headed, good-looking, government official, buying in total amount of P2000 worth of pirated DVDs and indirectly voting for video piracy!! Take a look at this snap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBBDmU68I1E/TyO183FWR6I/AAAAAAAAA6A/gYfYsRKk198/s1600/ronald-llamas-pirated-dvd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBBDmU68I1E/TyO183FWR6I/AAAAAAAAA6A/gYfYsRKk198/s400/ronald-llamas-pirated-dvd.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear God! Show this government official some grace and ray down Your Light of Mercy!!! Seriously dude, you really have to go this far??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note: in any form, or position; once an individual becomes part of the government, one must be a role model. And this slaps directly to your face! BOOM! And with these actions, listing: ownership of AK-47 and a bunch of other firearms, and now this, purchasing of illegally produced Video Discs, Ronald Llamas is certainly NOT being a good role model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Government is government after all! To Mr. Llamas, GET OUT OF YOUR POSITION. Dead serious. It would save more shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I'm tired. I'll watch Carl from Jimmy Neutron. At least 'Llamas' in that show are cute and cuddly and nice creatures! Peace out! Kiss and Hug. --A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-9027688079583407795?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/9027688079583407795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/weve-had-enough-of-you-ronald-llamas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/9027688079583407795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/9027688079583407795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/weve-had-enough-of-you-ronald-llamas.html' title='We&apos;ve Had Enough of You!: The Ronald Llamas Pirated DVD Issue.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YVPfbeSwK1c/TyO2AOZhGfI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/iJLjD2Q-gtE/s72-c/Ronald-Llamas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-1564484342999576722</id><published>2012-01-26T18:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T18:26:48.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geeksland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><title type='text'>3 Ways to Take Advantage of the Internet. #geeksland</title><content type='html'>I, as an avid user of the internet believes that tomorrow is always better than yesterday--so yes, you can assume this early that I believe internet is an enticing innovation of which you can do loads of things. Sure, there are a handful of&amp;nbsp;negativity&amp;nbsp;that Internet brings, but if Internet is used, collectively, in a right manner, then things are easier, fun, and informative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the same pacing as a thriller novel, for the sake of non-bookworms, this refers to 'fast', technology is sure to run like the wind. Hence, us slowpokes must be able to go with this fast-pacing era. A reason why, I came up with a three-pronged approach to take advantage of the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-67INNByP9aQ/TyEpWMQcc3I/AAAAAAAAA5g/dEQjOFoKClg/s1600/blog-post.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-67INNByP9aQ/TyEpWMQcc3I/AAAAAAAAA5g/dEQjOFoKClg/s400/blog-post.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. GATHER INFORMATION. &lt;/b&gt;With the use of internet, sharing of information to the world becomes easy as pie. Hence, gaining information is at the same ease too. In any form of resource, be it a blog, forums, or websites, internet sure is a tube-like pathway of information that simplified the process of sharing information. However, with the easiness of publishing information to the triple w, information becomes less reliable. So my tip would be to browse through the internet and take information ONLY to those reliable URLs. Some places were you can get reliable information are: &lt;a href="http://wikipedia.org/"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://yahoo.com/"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://google.com.ph/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet sure is an innovation that is most helpful to students, who find it hard to browse over the ginormous space of the city library to accomplish their assignments. So go ahead and take a click to be one, closer, to getting as much information, that are helpful, to in fact you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. EARN. &lt;/b&gt;Business-mindedness is dominant to such a huge market like the web. Hence, there are prodigies that took risks and pioneered online business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a handful of ways that could make you money online. One for instance, is through blogging. Blog, to its general definition, is a journal-like space on the internet, where you can post anything to your accordance. And, if your content, you believe, is interesting enough, you can publish advertisements and then, advertisers will pay you money. Another is through, online selling: sellers find a way and a marketplace in the internet. About billions of people go to the internet everyday, hence, a huge amount of potential buyers is in it. There are a lot of other ways, and most are in this &lt;a href="http://onlinemoneybuzz.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. SPEAKING OUT. &lt;/b&gt;Making the most out of the internet is sure making a list. And an addition to that list is &amp;nbsp;"speaking out".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the internet, you can in fact speak out what's on your mind, of course considering "responsible posting". Responsible Posting kind of resemble greatly to "responsible journalism" wherein your posts must be relevant, or if not, should not hurt other individuals in any aspect. STANDING STILL FOR THINGS YOU BELIEVE IN, is now possible in the internet too. There are petition-sites that enable one to create their petitions and share them to the world. Speaking out is fun, and it is possible through social networks: &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blogger.com/"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet is sure a sly innovation--and us people, who live with it must not live with it alone. We must take advantage of the privilege of having this great tool. So click, type, and bombs away. Kiss and hug. --A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-1564484342999576722?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/1564484342999576722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/3-ways-to-take-advantage-of-internet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/1564484342999576722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/1564484342999576722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/3-ways-to-take-advantage-of-internet.html' title='3 Ways to Take Advantage of the Internet. #geeksland'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-67INNByP9aQ/TyEpWMQcc3I/AAAAAAAAA5g/dEQjOFoKClg/s72-c/blog-post.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-2618666656037784812</id><published>2012-01-24T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T18:51:23.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geeksland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><title type='text'>Facebook COVERS #geeksland</title><content type='html'>In the not so far future, a guy named Mark Zuckerberg will convert your original Facebook Profiles (well, technically, the modified 'we're-finally-used-to' one) to a fancy looking almost-looking-like-a-personal-blog-interfaced Facebook Timeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-irayhGpdHp0/Tx6MbxejdLI/AAAAAAAAA4w/kZGYcGjAwSo/s1600/cover05.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="143" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-irayhGpdHp0/Tx6MbxejdLI/AAAAAAAAA4w/kZGYcGjAwSo/s400/cover05.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In as much efficiency that it would offer, &lt;a href="http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/10/updates-new-facebook-profile-modeling.html"&gt;some of which I already posted in this blog entry&lt;/a&gt;, the new Timeline feature by the top social network also offers an easy-to-customize cover (more of like a banner) that is well, with sufficient cleverness and novelty, put on top of your profiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you followed my posts from the past, you'd learn that I pre-ran the feature using a trick, &lt;a href="http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/10/updates-new-facebook-profile-modeling.html"&gt;another thing I also presented on the post I mentioned above&lt;/a&gt;, and I got to say, it's pretty cool. It simply organizes your Facebook activity, plus adding a feature of personalizing&amp;nbsp;translated through of course the Facebook Covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some examples are the following and of the one that is at the top of this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KlGv0SATjAQ/Tx6McvpNkUI/AAAAAAAAA44/Ad3uuLAUvmg/s1600/302232_1548528929206_1714588937_780780_1059575737_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KlGv0SATjAQ/Tx6McvpNkUI/AAAAAAAAA44/Ad3uuLAUvmg/s400/302232_1548528929206_1714588937_780780_1059575737_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xxv7GjUqowE/Tx6MgLJUJfI/AAAAAAAAA5A/p-OSrnBh6Nk/s1600/388558_1582118808932_1714588937_804504_1762609594_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xxv7GjUqowE/Tx6MgLJUJfI/AAAAAAAAA5A/p-OSrnBh6Nk/s400/388558_1582118808932_1714588937_804504_1762609594_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmMDsq_IE9g/Tx6Mg9V-akI/AAAAAAAAA5I/ofDix08tZxE/s1600/394088_1786481037860_1714588937_892855_1712275168_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="141" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmMDsq_IE9g/Tx6Mg9V-akI/AAAAAAAAA5I/ofDix08tZxE/s400/394088_1786481037860_1714588937_892855_1712275168_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_BMwN_WyJ-8/Tx6Mke_eu8I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Jgi3jiaHwuY/s1600/cover04.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_BMwN_WyJ-8/Tx6Mke_eu8I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Jgi3jiaHwuY/s400/cover04.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with that said, I am &amp;nbsp;to announce that I am glad to do Facebook covers to you people's requests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Facebook Timeline will sure get negative words, well, my say? We'll all be blabbing about it of how it sucks and then will love it eventually. Kiss and hug,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-2618666656037784812?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/2618666656037784812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/facebook-covers-geeksland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/2618666656037784812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/2618666656037784812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/facebook-covers-geeksland.html' title='Facebook COVERS #geeksland'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-irayhGpdHp0/Tx6MbxejdLI/AAAAAAAAA4w/kZGYcGjAwSo/s72-c/cover05.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-128966931439074073</id><published>2012-01-19T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T12:38:28.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exclamations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>The Hand Sanitiser Dispenser.</title><content type='html'>Once again back to ArmandDC's 'A Day in the Life' blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I2By9R2qgqU/TxeVv20sxCI/AAAAAAAAA3s/0tl6fdKvdBA/s1600/498821541+copy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I2By9R2qgqU/TxeVv20sxCI/AAAAAAAAA3s/0tl6fdKvdBA/s400/498821541+copy.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this one I grimace to announce that I encounter one of those "hand sanitiser dispensers" that you see today in malls, of course cleverly put right before you reach the comfort rooms. So we went to SM City Manila, right after a day of departmentalized exams of subjects: Trigonometry and National Science. And that moment I felt my hands were filthy, you know touching everything with germs here and there. Hence, I rushed through the bathroom and noticed this good-looking dispenser and tried it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands were all filthy, after rushing under the rain, touching trees, grasping to rusty poles, and hovering my hands to some spots were dirt is sure there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dispenser was the same as to the tissue dispenser. It has, of course, one of those holes were you insert your coin -- this one costs you 1-peso for it to work -- and that knob you have to twist. Of course, you'd have to hover your hand below the nozzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I willingly inserted my peso coin, and put my hand below the nozzle, and it sprayed a bit. Just a bit. A scarce amount of hand sanitiser. I was expecting for more. No more. No more hand sanitiser for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sad. Like silly kind of sad. And then I giggled alongside my buddy, Kim. It was sure a people-gatherer and money-maker scheme by the management to earn petty amount of cash. I figured what if I just spent my peso coin by tossing myself a candy, that would throw in greater satisfaction. What if I just gave it to the needy? I would have something bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That my friend, is the power of business-mindedness. I never thought of Filipinos THIS business-minded. Like too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why'd I posted this thing? Probably nothing. It's more of a need to expose how too business-minded malls in the Philippines are. Or rather a feeling that I don't want you guys to get fooled by this attractive machine. If you don't want to waste your peso coin, or instead desires to spend your "piso" to something of more worth, then take my tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Buy your own hand sanitiser. It'd cost you like 20-pesos to 50, but I'm sure it would last longer than a squirt. Just a squirt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for this post. If you want to do some banging, do it via &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ArmandDC"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/ArmandDCyungTOTOO"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="mailto:armanddc@gmail.com"&gt;e-mail&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-128966931439074073?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/128966931439074073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/hand-sanitiser-dispenser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/128966931439074073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/128966931439074073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/hand-sanitiser-dispenser.html' title='The Hand Sanitiser Dispenser.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I2By9R2qgqU/TxeVv20sxCI/AAAAAAAAA3s/0tl6fdKvdBA/s72-c/498821541+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-3822210372556586709</id><published>2012-01-14T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T12:40:12.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geeksland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghostcam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='android'/><title type='text'>My Ghost Camera. #Geeksland</title><content type='html'>In the recent memory, I find myself strongly refusing the existence of ghosts. But then I find these photos on my phone. These photos are not edited. No way digitally generated or anything as such. You be the verdict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NzTxtvfjusI/TxEDrDfbsTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/x6vWkXVvB-c/s1600/492415524+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NzTxtvfjusI/TxEDrDfbsTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/x6vWkXVvB-c/s320/492415524+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qLSBoPNbiwU/TxEDs0IHeZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/sg7-prx09R4/s1600/495467707+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qLSBoPNbiwU/TxEDs0IHeZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/sg7-prx09R4/s320/495467707+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HjgmsNmJTNE/TxEDpVePmDI/AAAAAAAAA3M/byvZw1glz4Q/s1600/495469004+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HjgmsNmJTNE/TxEDpVePmDI/AAAAAAAAA3M/byvZw1glz4Q/s320/495469004+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I end this post here, you might believe that these photos are genuine, yes? Then I want you to believe that these are fake. Because they are. And how did I do it? Using GhostCam™, a fun Android app that enables you to generate a picture featuring a poltergeist as your subject. And there's more, you can do it in a jiffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a fun app so I thought I'd share it. (AND IT'S TOTALLY FREE) And there's no way that I am affiliated by the app developers and/or getting paid to blog it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to get this app, you are required to have an android phone and an internet connection. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://market.android.com/details?id=com.insasofttech.GhostCam"&gt;GO TO THIS LINK AND DOWNLOAD THE APP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you when I see you, enjoy this app. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-3822210372556586709?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/3822210372556586709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-ghost-camera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/3822210372556586709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/3822210372556586709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-ghost-camera.html' title='My Ghost Camera. #Geeksland'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NzTxtvfjusI/TxEDrDfbsTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/x6vWkXVvB-c/s72-c/492415524+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-3421114816531926874</id><published>2012-01-11T09:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T18:57:58.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itsmorefuninthephilippines armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pledge'/><title type='text'>'It's more fun in the Philippines' - My Pledge to Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CAYUsSyaQFE/Twzqnzq4WMI/AAAAAAAAA2s/0DJbIvkCc-U/s1600/DOT02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CAYUsSyaQFE/Twzqnzq4WMI/AAAAAAAAA2s/0DJbIvkCc-U/s400/DOT02.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"It's more fun in the Philippines". The slogan, in my understanding, translates the color of our culture--something we must be proud of. Culture, is again, in my understanding, is the only thing left to our country that is not going to be taken away by burglar government officials and other fiendish creatures in human form. And regardless it being allegedly copied via Switzerland's 1951: "It's more fun in Switzerland", the new tourism slogan, in my opinion, reflects the vivid colors of our nation just right. At least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand why Department of Tourism chose their slogan, not thinking about whether they stole it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTkxHkm2SqU/TwzqjnpvUkI/AAAAAAAAA2U/VQEuIJq-t6c/s1600/status-updates-more-fun-philippines.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTkxHkm2SqU/TwzqjnpvUkI/AAAAAAAAA2U/VQEuIJq-t6c/s400/status-updates-more-fun-philippines.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bxNaIKKn4JA/Twzqg0fE-RI/AAAAAAAAA2M/VAaE0le1uw8/s1600/getting-upstairs-more-fun-philippines.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bxNaIKKn4JA/Twzqg0fE-RI/AAAAAAAAA2M/VAaE0le1uw8/s400/getting-upstairs-more-fun-philippines.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i19CAKIMNRI/Twzqonz5XcI/AAAAAAAAA20/TrDEROUPR9I/s1600/enhanced-buzz-15975-1325936664-19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i19CAKIMNRI/Twzqonz5XcI/AAAAAAAAA20/TrDEROUPR9I/s400/enhanced-buzz-15975-1325936664-19.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A storm would ravage an entire remote Filipino town. People would lend a ton of their collective helping hand, and salvage those who are in need. And then after that, we'll be smiling and laughing. Economic crises approach our country, we still find ways to flash that smile. These are the things that make the Philippines a fun country--of course beside the colorful festivals, the friendly people and stunner nature spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I believe, 'It's more fun in the Philippines'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3VHjsndwc0/TwzqqqY8nPI/AAAAAAAAA28/pHPu9YY0-NM/s1600/enhanced-buzz-16279-1325936615-18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3VHjsndwc0/TwzqqqY8nPI/AAAAAAAAA28/pHPu9YY0-NM/s400/enhanced-buzz-16279-1325936615-18.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But a question would ponder. 'Is a slogan enough to drive tourists to our country?' I don't think so-- Okay, yes. But very minimal. A potential consumer wouldn't buy a box of candies if he doesn't know the candies are complete in quantity. This is an exemplification of tourism to our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a netizen-approach: "You won't drive traffic to your blog, if your blog isn't really good". What I meant about this, is that we must first (Government and Citizens, hand in hand, Jesus, that is my dream to happen, even just once) fix what's the content of our country--political&amp;nbsp;issues, social issues--and then we move on to promoting it. Terrorism is mainly the reason why tourists require themselves of gut to come here, and us are responsible to make them feel comfy and secured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, these issues doesn't necessarily stop the fun and happiness of the country--we are courageous and happy people. :) that's something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is too throbbing to think that some people would make fun of the campaign instead of appreciating the efforts of our public servants. Photographs are proofs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6Ta7NohLKs/TwzqkSyzMnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/OtdCeSuE2nE/s1600/A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="375" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6Ta7NohLKs/TwzqkSyzMnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/OtdCeSuE2nE/s400/A.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4dMqReCi-0/TwzqlUl96PI/AAAAAAAAA2g/D83jgn23uNs/s1600/C_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4dMqReCi-0/TwzqlUl96PI/AAAAAAAAA2g/D83jgn23uNs/s400/C_m.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fVz0pTtoyWA/Twzqex5WojI/AAAAAAAAA2E/iChObQfR_2Y/s1600/enhanced-buzz-24792-1325944923-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fVz0pTtoyWA/Twzqex5WojI/AAAAAAAAA2E/iChObQfR_2Y/s400/enhanced-buzz-24792-1325944923-4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It isn't the government's duty, not only the government, to make a change within the country. Citizens and government is like an intimate relationship: it is give and take. Mean, one must do his/her part for the benefit of our beloved, Philippines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And with this post, I hereby announce that I strongly refuse to make fun of the campaign and will instead help the country to become its better, instead of blabbing about what the government should do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I &lt;i&gt;pledge&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;--A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-3421114816531926874?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/3421114816531926874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-more-fun-in-philippines-my-pledge.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/3421114816531926874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/3421114816531926874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-more-fun-in-philippines-my-pledge.html' title='&apos;It&apos;s more fun in the Philippines&apos; - My Pledge to Help'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CAYUsSyaQFE/Twzqnzq4WMI/AAAAAAAAA2s/0DJbIvkCc-U/s72-c/DOT02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-4735697468015483482</id><published>2012-01-10T19:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T19:49:36.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hollywood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jeremmy renner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the bourne legacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Jeremy Renner brings "The Bourne" Series to Manila, PH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indiewire.com/static/dims4/INDIEWIRE/8f94af1/4102462740/thumbnail/485x341%3E/http://d1oi7t5trwfj5d.cloudfront.net/b5/882530152411e18472123138165f92/file/Jeremy-Renner-Join-Bourne-Legacy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://www.indiewire.com/static/dims4/INDIEWIRE/8f94af1/4102462740/thumbnail/485x341%3E/http://d1oi7t5trwfj5d.cloudfront.net/b5/882530152411e18472123138165f92/file/Jeremy-Renner-Join-Bourne-Legacy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I figured the recent side-kick of Tom Cruise via &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefilmpolice.blogspot.com/2011/12/mission-imposible-ghost-protocol-film.html"&gt;Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Jeremy Renner is here in the Philippines, I literally jumped on my seat out of excitement. Renner stars in the fourth installment of the hit "Bourne" series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pride, brushed through my system once I learned that Manila was the production's choice in their location of the film. Meaning, we don't get to pay the production to get featured; unlike other countries that would pay a pinch of ka-ching to get featured in a mainstream big-screen produceral. We beat Jakarta and was chosen by the production of the film and it just makes me happy. [Smiley]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a snap of two girls with lead-star Jeremy Renner. Photo credits to &lt;a href="http://candifier.com/"&gt;candifier.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x22IjERYLLg/TwqE69J4-eI/AAAAAAAASPE/DQL5XcP-0n0/s1600/Jeremy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x22IjERYLLg/TwqE69J4-eI/AAAAAAAASPE/DQL5XcP-0n0/s320/Jeremy.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbc-eup3_WI/TwqFDRAQSLI/AAAAAAAASPM/mFv2cNS3jpI/s1600/securedownload-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbc-eup3_WI/TwqFDRAQSLI/AAAAAAAASPM/mFv2cNS3jpI/s320/securedownload-6.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow marks the first day of shooting and their first destination: San Andres, Manila. The cast and crew are said to stay on-location for 4 days. Government eases to support the process for the success of the film--MMDA already blocked some roads, though very minimal for the convenience of our other Filipino friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really excited about this film and stirring as an added ingredient to the mix is lead-female: Rachel Weisz . And with the success of the first trilogy, I am more than half-certain, this film is going to be a critically good movie. And, must you &lt;a href="http://thefilmpolice.blogspot.com/"&gt;check my movie review blog&lt;/a&gt; once in awhile for updates about the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for dropping by. Make sure to check back some other time. :)) --A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-4735697468015483482?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/4735697468015483482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/jeremy-renner-brings-bourne-series-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/4735697468015483482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/4735697468015483482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/jeremy-renner-brings-bourne-series-to.html' title='Jeremy Renner brings &quot;The Bourne&quot; Series to Manila, PH!'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x22IjERYLLg/TwqE69J4-eI/AAAAAAAASPE/DQL5XcP-0n0/s72-c/Jeremy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-4131760962503759772</id><published>2012-01-07T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T11:30:41.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the bangable college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><title type='text'>5 Underrated Things that Help You Study. #TheBangableCollege</title><content type='html'>We don't want to be drawn to only things bangable, do we? Of course college is a phase that is a reflection to our resumes, as professionals in the future. A reason why, I believe, one must consider studying sacred, if, only if, you want to have that first job, rolling like the Rolling Stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tmcrd7ITPm0/Twe4IAX3g9I/AAAAAAAAA0k/F9padvuWhnY/s1600/DSC04385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tmcrd7ITPm0/Twe4IAX3g9I/AAAAAAAAA0k/F9padvuWhnY/s400/DSC04385.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We study using our mind and a handful of handy tools like a pen, and with the technology's pacing like a cheetah, we now use Internet and PC's. With this being said it is not surprising to see some tools fading away from your school supplies list to buy every semester beforehand. That's why, I came up 5 underrated tools that will ultimately help you study your way to your success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Highlighters &lt;/b&gt;-- We cannot rely fully on the Internet. Almost half of the things you find on it are false informations, so the resort we always want to visit, with credible information is that filthy little thing on the Library's shelf. Yes. Books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_L1c7W4a-Uk/Twe5FEYqmQI/AAAAAAAAA08/ALMacHuzK_s/s1600/DSC04391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_L1c7W4a-Uk/Twe5FEYqmQI/AAAAAAAAA08/ALMacHuzK_s/s400/DSC04391.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fWGVf5be_oQ/Twe4ysXxOYI/AAAAAAAAA00/Bv58W1kYTE8/s1600/DSC04390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fWGVf5be_oQ/Twe4ysXxOYI/AAAAAAAAA00/Bv58W1kYTE8/s400/DSC04390.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And like the Internet Browsers, you can bookmark too, the information that you want to save. Using highlighters. These tools come in handy in highlighting important details and eases you to review before an exam. With over 20 pesos to spare, highlighters are good buys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Friction Pens &lt;/b&gt;-- An innovative fellow invented a pen called: "Friction Pen". It is an actual pen, with an actual ink, only it can erase its ink through a scientific event called: "friction". Rub that typo error! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k9LS9VIUzDY/Twe4eCtF2AI/AAAAAAAAA0s/XmLt0Ep906I/s1600/DSC04386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k9LS9VIUzDY/Twe4eCtF2AI/AAAAAAAAA0s/XmLt0Ep906I/s400/DSC04386.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friction Pens are perfect for Accountancy students especially when filling out worksheets in which you can't really have erasures and can't really have a dirty paper. Also, these comes helpful during exams when the professor insists the ever annoying: "Erasures mean ERROR!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Sticky Notes &lt;/b&gt;-- Reminders? Assignments? Homeworks? Or motivations? Write them in a sticky note, paste the sticky note on the refrigerator, or on your notebook and you're good to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qbxXEZ9tWsE/Twe5XnwznbI/AAAAAAAAA1E/PyUOH2jKfcU/s1600/DSC04393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qbxXEZ9tWsE/Twe5XnwznbI/AAAAAAAAA1E/PyUOH2jKfcU/s400/DSC04393.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxfTHfe5njM/Twe5o6ER0BI/AAAAAAAAA1M/K6xKO2Q8J1Y/s1600/DSC04394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxfTHfe5njM/Twe5o6ER0BI/AAAAAAAAA1M/K6xKO2Q8J1Y/s400/DSC04394.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sticky Notes help people who constantly forget school agendas especially assignments and project's due dates. It comes handy to motivate, remind, and help a student to study at the best they can be. So stick that memo to your "to-buy-list", now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z28W9GOd1kI/Twe6DPFg14I/AAAAAAAAA1U/XolrEHW2HMc/s1600/DSC04399+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z28W9GOd1kI/Twe6DPFg14I/AAAAAAAAA1U/XolrEHW2HMc/s400/DSC04399+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTvShILrXUn-32UuWUJjkppaIZ9DaKo-t4oXOxidB08ao3IHX4tw21puuSutQ" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTvShILrXUn-32UuWUJjkppaIZ9DaKo-t4oXOxidB08ao3IHX4tw21puuSutQ" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Notebook &lt;/b&gt;-- Sometimes, when the studying gets messy, a complete collection of notes come handy. And where do you write in your notes again? Oh yep, in a notebook. So make sure you have a notebook and pen on hand everywhere you go inside the school premises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Scientific Calculator&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;-- If you ain't a math whiz, then calculators are good choices! Get to solve equations that would take you minutes to solve in just a few press of the buttons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You didn't see those coming, did you? These are things that considered "omit-able" in your study, but actually, these are good help for you, so take note of some of these, and be the best bangable student to bang the bangable College with flying colors! --A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-4131760962503759772?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/4131760962503759772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/5-underrated-things-that-help-you-study.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/4131760962503759772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/4131760962503759772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/5-underrated-things-that-help-you-study.html' title='5 Underrated Things that Help You Study. #TheBangableCollege'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tmcrd7ITPm0/Twe4IAX3g9I/AAAAAAAAA0k/F9padvuWhnY/s72-c/DSC04385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-4811769032834863906</id><published>2012-01-04T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T12:04:57.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><title type='text'>Bring it on, 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Abqy1UlOzoI/TwPL-zMpTsI/AAAAAAAAAzs/FVYnlMSSemg/s1600/DSC04342+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Abqy1UlOzoI/TwPL-zMpTsI/AAAAAAAAAzs/FVYnlMSSemg/s320/DSC04342+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2011 had its ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ups are counting: A lad of a height, brings home the 4th place in the recent major worldwide pageant. A singer makes it to Hollywood, became a gleek, and now is a recording artist bringing home ka-ching! A boxer gets to defend his belt, disregarding the controversies of his win. And a country that stayed lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A raving disastrous typhoon, destroyed people's shelters, lives, and futures. Fiendish controversial killings; that shatteringly is said to be done by family members. And the rising issues of corruption and electoral sabotage continue to rise. The country is still lurked by evil. Sad. These are the downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 may be a pleasure to some, but to others not, but bottomline, life must continue, and the only way to continue is to move forward. That's why, without being cynical, we have to celebrate another year He allowed us to live for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we celebrated ours. I want to find out how you did yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gGHQ5FXgaoQ/TwPLRwc3ZJI/AAAAAAAAAzE/PXK9i_CnAps/s1600/DSC04287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gGHQ5FXgaoQ/TwPLRwc3ZJI/AAAAAAAAAzE/PXK9i_CnAps/s320/DSC04287.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1rTgJnwjEfA/TwPLZ5Et6QI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xP91vaTd9sg/s1600/DSC04291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1rTgJnwjEfA/TwPLZ5Et6QI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xP91vaTd9sg/s320/DSC04291.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P1kESDlyScY/TwPLf0hXiUI/AAAAAAAAAzU/qSxX6omPK4M/s1600/DSC04300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P1kESDlyScY/TwPLf0hXiUI/AAAAAAAAAzU/qSxX6omPK4M/s320/DSC04300.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hFrs_51vT_g/TwPLuU22Z_I/AAAAAAAAAzc/Nke7607g4CY/s1600/DSC04301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hFrs_51vT_g/TwPLuU22Z_I/AAAAAAAAAzc/Nke7607g4CY/s320/DSC04301.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyC1S4QF4dA/TwPL5Jhom0I/AAAAAAAAAzk/oU3v96H2ks8/s1600/DSC04315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyC1S4QF4dA/TwPL5Jhom0I/AAAAAAAAAzk/oU3v96H2ks8/s320/DSC04315.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tm3TxRgeZh8/TwPMZKfY2dI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ldg-VMq57Jw/s1600/DSC04349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tm3TxRgeZh8/TwPMZKfY2dI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ldg-VMq57Jw/s320/DSC04349.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-69fwYsdhJzo/TwPMqx4csvI/AAAAAAAAA0E/smGm8RINR7k/s1600/DSC04353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-69fwYsdhJzo/TwPMqx4csvI/AAAAAAAAA0E/smGm8RINR7k/s320/DSC04353.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YFJ8jj24cXk/TwPM7v7KEOI/AAAAAAAAA0M/_iGNxkcbJrU/s1600/DSC04363+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YFJ8jj24cXk/TwPM7v7KEOI/AAAAAAAAA0M/_iGNxkcbJrU/s320/DSC04363+copy.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LKMU7GCTYJs/TwPNJRS9rrI/AAAAAAAAA0U/qDR2E4QYIMg/s1600/DSC04366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LKMU7GCTYJs/TwPNJRS9rrI/AAAAAAAAA0U/qDR2E4QYIMg/s320/DSC04366.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OlpoIb2OB1g/TwPNbkydSfI/AAAAAAAAA0c/zhfMbsAIFj4/s1600/DSC04371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OlpoIb2OB1g/TwPNbkydSfI/AAAAAAAAA0c/zhfMbsAIFj4/s320/DSC04371.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I only shared photos that are telling stories; these basically told how we spent it. And it spelled, low-key, but of course, special. It was real fun. C'mon, help the brother out: tell me YOUR story. -A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-4811769032834863906?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/4811769032834863906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/bring-it-on-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/4811769032834863906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/4811769032834863906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2012/01/bring-it-on-2012.html' title='Bring it on, 2012'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Abqy1UlOzoI/TwPL-zMpTsI/AAAAAAAAAzs/FVYnlMSSemg/s72-c/DSC04342+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-8727464141523435317</id><published>2011-12-28T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T18:47:14.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrmanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas snaps. #PHOTOGRAPHY</title><content type='html'>Christmas Day. Over. The season. Ain't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to some places, finally out of my home this season, and I was walking with my compact camera (take note, these photos aren't taken with an SLR camera, so pardon the crisp in some parts), and then took some pictures I thought that would be somehow look photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6aj8Xynbeo/TvrtmSxtTCI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4_P4jw75LE4/s1600/sweet_tooth__by_armanddc-d4kftik.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6aj8Xynbeo/TvrtmSxtTCI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4_P4jw75LE4/s320/sweet_tooth__by_armanddc-d4kftik.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sweet Tooth."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SY59OrFeBAs/Tvrs3l5riDI/AAAAAAAAAxo/UPXp3q-yUHA/s1600/GO.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SY59OrFeBAs/Tvrs3l5riDI/AAAAAAAAAxo/UPXp3q-yUHA/s320/GO.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sinkhole to the Gingerbread House"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A8cqWNJ9vDs/Tvrrs9wNzjI/AAAAAAAAAxg/OBFqqxuHPtM/s1600/bloody_little_vengeance_by_armanddc-d4kfrmk.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A8cqWNJ9vDs/Tvrrs9wNzjI/AAAAAAAAAxg/OBFqqxuHPtM/s320/bloody_little_vengeance_by_armanddc-d4kfrmk.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;"Bloody Little Vengeance"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-yu6bjPazs/Tvrux0HmunI/AAAAAAAAAx4/SwE4yErhjF4/s1600/hit_the_lights__by_armanddc-d4kfs6h.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-yu6bjPazs/Tvrux0HmunI/AAAAAAAAAx4/SwE4yErhjF4/s320/hit_the_lights__by_armanddc-d4kfs6h.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hit the Lights"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope you guys liked the pictures. :)))) I'd end the post right here, so I'll see you when I'll see you. Nerds, A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1725995286"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1725995287"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-8727464141523435317?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/8727464141523435317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-snaps-photography.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/8727464141523435317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/8727464141523435317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-snaps-photography.html' title='Christmas snaps. #PHOTOGRAPHY'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6aj8Xynbeo/TvrtmSxtTCI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4_P4jw75LE4/s72-c/sweet_tooth__by_armanddc-d4kftik.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-2914586643905488422</id><published>2011-12-26T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:53:00.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday #PapaJesus!!</title><content type='html'>It's a day after-Christmas. I honestly can feel the festivity fading a way in a little-scale-by-little. Music turned down to quiet. Faces turned down to usual. I proved to myself: Christmas is a one-day festivity, and a four-month long celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertinent to the post, "Christmas Rush. Family First. This Christmas", me and my family decided to celebrate it low-key. We went to church, went to see our relatives, of course, a little give-and-take of &lt;i&gt;aguinaldo&lt;/i&gt;, and finally going off to the cinema. Here are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmWmBPtvbHc/Tvk8kFmMW1I/AAAAAAAAAuA/-Be4lu8BiBE/s1600/DSC04167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmWmBPtvbHc/Tvk8kFmMW1I/AAAAAAAAAuA/-Be4lu8BiBE/s400/DSC04167.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XvkCn77h4rY/Tvk5VNhBJnI/AAAAAAAAAtI/1S2A0vp2RkQ/s1600/DSC04058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XvkCn77h4rY/Tvk5VNhBJnI/AAAAAAAAAtI/1S2A0vp2RkQ/s400/DSC04058.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_hWtIWvvh5w/Tvk-LoOKBwI/AAAAAAAAAug/y-ROcxhdC1Y/s1600/DSC04197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_hWtIWvvh5w/Tvk-LoOKBwI/AAAAAAAAAug/y-ROcxhdC1Y/s400/DSC04197.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SycZXcRlHPw/Tvk-lUJ4HHI/AAAAAAAAAuo/xjnCFY2L5r4/s1600/DSC04200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SycZXcRlHPw/Tvk-lUJ4HHI/AAAAAAAAAuo/xjnCFY2L5r4/s400/DSC04200.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tKI6nZIb2a4/Tvk-928RSII/AAAAAAAAAuw/C9jhU3uu2b0/s1600/DSC04201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tKI6nZIb2a4/Tvk-928RSII/AAAAAAAAAuw/C9jhU3uu2b0/s400/DSC04201.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This Christmas became low-key. Just with the folks, chillin' around. No hang-outs, nothing out of the ordinary. But, there is, something special. It is spending the birthday of our Saviour with the people I love the most--my family. I hope you guys had a happy Christmas! Happy birthday #PapaJesus! A nerd: --A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_754470742"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_754470743"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-2914586643905488422?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/2914586643905488422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-birthday-papajesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/2914586643905488422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/2914586643905488422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-birthday-papajesus.html' title='Happy Birthday #PapaJesus!!'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmWmBPtvbHc/Tvk8kFmMW1I/AAAAAAAAAuA/-Be4lu8BiBE/s72-c/DSC04167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-175996444912790252</id><published>2011-12-24T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T23:32:16.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><title type='text'>Christmas Rush. Family first. This Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JE9O1w8aRcc/TvXolQ-LkkI/AAAAAAAAApU/GgDJGtg3lm0/s1600/DSC04040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JE9O1w8aRcc/TvXolQ-LkkI/AAAAAAAAApU/GgDJGtg3lm0/s400/DSC04040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to SM North Edsa to run some last-minute errands for Christmas. Me, to bring home a pair of jeans, and a cozy cardigan; my mom, grabbing her monthly doze of Pond's facial cream; and the rest, just to join and get some family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I urgently and suddenly posting this? 'Tis the post to remind you that Christmas isn't about friends, it isn't about your crushes either. It's not about, for the girls, that good-looking jock of your school, and for the boys, that scorching hot&amp;nbsp;seat mate&amp;nbsp;of yours neither your young fine lady professor. Christmas, besides sharing your blessings to other, which I figured the major essence of the season, is about to give back the love your family had given to you, achingly by simply joining them in this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There came a time when I used to choose to be with friends instead of the family during Christmas. It was something I, and my gut, whirled inside me out of guilt, will regret in the years of Christmas seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is meant to just remind everybody, that Christmas is a day to share love and laughter with your families, and make it a day unforgettably happy for your mom, your dad, and brothers and sisters. Besides that, I am to share some pictures I took during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jUnSuKaqVT0/TvXp-CqzrJI/AAAAAAAAApw/_7sErY8rZNc/s1600/DSC04002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jUnSuKaqVT0/TvXp-CqzrJI/AAAAAAAAApw/_7sErY8rZNc/s320/DSC04002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom taking a quick snap.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5nJtEMH7CYE/TvXqgtf78cI/AAAAAAAAAp4/xbXPU-pvOOA/s1600/DSC04003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5nJtEMH7CYE/TvXqgtf78cI/AAAAAAAAAp4/xbXPU-pvOOA/s320/DSC04003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sky garden has great lights --Mom&amp;amp;Dad&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kBmWCr8vVLQ/TvXpSt6uaWI/AAAAAAAAApg/01tKuz6XBT4/s1600/DSC03997.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kBmWCr8vVLQ/TvXpSt6uaWI/AAAAAAAAApg/01tKuz6XBT4/s320/DSC03997.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ate&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and my niece inside the van.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SC-0now4ZBc/TvXpnw4iznI/AAAAAAAAApo/oinAbDj59UE/s1600/DSC03999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SC-0now4ZBc/TvXpnw4iznI/AAAAAAAAApo/oinAbDj59UE/s320/DSC03999.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My niece, &lt;i&gt;Jelai&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;striking a pose, or something. I don't know.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xKnHAjuI-w/TvXq3kQEZFI/AAAAAAAAAqA/Pf76bJ1uwqw/s1600/DSC04021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xKnHAjuI-w/TvXq3kQEZFI/AAAAAAAAAqA/Pf76bJ1uwqw/s320/DSC04021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My nephew. I just figured I have no pictures of me!&lt;br /&gt;I took all of them, didn't had the chance to have one.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SPELLING "SUCKAGE!" Hahaha.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The architecture inside of, and the view by &lt;b&gt;SM North Edsa&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;is stunningly relaxing. It's a plus factor that I was with my family that time. It was like a piece of the clouds in the sky right beneath my feet. I love being with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3086-49Rqp0/TvXsLs12zaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/EqIMl2FBSDk/s1600/DSC04004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3086-49Rqp0/TvXsLs12zaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/EqIMl2FBSDk/s320/DSC04004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T_Uu1-DZc88/TvXtNFEITiI/AAAAAAAAAqc/xsBobO7S3SI/s1600/DSC04023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T_Uu1-DZc88/TvXtNFEITiI/AAAAAAAAAqc/xsBobO7S3SI/s320/DSC04023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYSAwrjpYfQ/TvXtpqkYzrI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kkXkD2OE-dw/s1600/DSC04024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYSAwrjpYfQ/TvXtpqkYzrI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kkXkD2OE-dw/s320/DSC04024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some photos I took I believe looked like a photo with a story. Let me know what you think of the following. :"&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWxbkwhSkz8/TvXvkiErYPI/AAAAAAAAArA/cNX474xm5e0/s1600/DSC04033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWxbkwhSkz8/TvXvkiErYPI/AAAAAAAAArA/cNX474xm5e0/s320/DSC04033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-42xCPFOLuXA/TvXvLY65MlI/AAAAAAAAAq4/s4LUzTIgkf8/s1600/DSC04015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-42xCPFOLuXA/TvXvLY65MlI/AAAAAAAAAq4/s4LUzTIgkf8/s320/DSC04015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2Jf-xZF68o/TvXu39qbQeI/AAAAAAAAAqw/-zbCpUwPATQ/s1600/DSC04008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2Jf-xZF68o/TvXu39qbQeI/AAAAAAAAAqw/-zbCpUwPATQ/s320/DSC04008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;30 minutes left on the clock. Christmas will be&amp;nbsp;officially&amp;nbsp;right there by your seats by then. Be wise, and be witty and choose to spend it with your family. Because after all, families are the least treasured, but the most essential and lovely part of your shitty life. Hugs and kisses, A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-175996444912790252?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/175996444912790252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-rush-family-first-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/175996444912790252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/175996444912790252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-rush-family-first-this.html' title='Christmas Rush. Family first. This Christmas'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JE9O1w8aRcc/TvXolQ-LkkI/AAAAAAAAApU/GgDJGtg3lm0/s72-c/DSC04040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-3956868379813933806</id><published>2011-12-12T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T11:04:19.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmpolice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Updates -- Photoshoot and TheFilmPolice</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcqmmqgsyew/TuVlonitu2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/3OVc5AAp3E0/s1600/386383_2315208443187_1338740650_2058144_1571157251_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcqmmqgsyew/TuVlonitu2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/3OVc5AAp3E0/s320/386383_2315208443187_1338740650_2058144_1571157251_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What up 716 and douches?! I'm back with another "updates" post. What I will be blabbing about today is about my October shoot which is obviously a late post, and about my movie review blog, that is finally fully functioning. That is triple F's so stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been following me on Twitter since the spooky month of October, I've been talking about in the social network site about a shoot I am excited to work on, as a model. My enthusiasm is above normal because the theme is "pre-nuptial" which means we get to &amp;nbsp;go cute and flirty and all kinds of stuff. I mean there would be no pressure on us to be hi-fashion or modelesque in any of the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado, I present to you &lt;i&gt;some &lt;/i&gt;of the photos from the shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Model: &lt;/b&gt;Armand DC and Kathleen Pearl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Photographer: &lt;/b&gt;Harold Cruz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GIrjp88xwPM/TuVliOpOo2I/AAAAAAAAAmM/aEu8uUFlkEU/s1600/376080_2315205483113_1338740650_2058137_1395550712_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GIrjp88xwPM/TuVliOpOo2I/AAAAAAAAAmM/aEu8uUFlkEU/s400/376080_2315205483113_1338740650_2058137_1395550712_n.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-du9BIEnJnpU/TuVljjmFjbI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_GR1BfByWMk/s1600/377955_2315206043127_1338740650_2058138_1995678929_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-du9BIEnJnpU/TuVljjmFjbI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_GR1BfByWMk/s400/377955_2315206043127_1338740650_2058138_1995678929_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ds7YVoz-oyo/TuVlk6lbFtI/AAAAAAAAAmc/IxKHENPc27o/s1600/380062_2315207483163_1338740650_2058142_580120810_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ds7YVoz-oyo/TuVlk6lbFtI/AAAAAAAAAmc/IxKHENPc27o/s400/380062_2315207483163_1338740650_2058142_580120810_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nPu0xW7gtJI/TuVlmJokN0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/YlZ3xPycs8g/s1600/380515_2315206723144_1338740650_2058140_1027298156_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nPu0xW7gtJI/TuVlmJokN0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/YlZ3xPycs8g/s400/380515_2315206723144_1338740650_2058140_1027298156_n.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t6v82roTkSk/TuVlnHAMAaI/AAAAAAAAAms/ZK1nBF46MhI/s1600/386271_2315207123154_1338740650_2058141_1126355168_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t6v82roTkSk/TuVlnHAMAaI/AAAAAAAAAms/ZK1nBF46MhI/s400/386271_2315207123154_1338740650_2058141_1126355168_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rs1ZwzpJe70/TuVlp1BME9I/AAAAAAAAAm8/wJzL4QlgJIY/s1600/390749_2315208883198_1338740650_2058145_238999693_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rs1ZwzpJe70/TuVlp1BME9I/AAAAAAAAAm8/wJzL4QlgJIY/s400/390749_2315208883198_1338740650_2058145_238999693_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From modeling, to blogging, I am glad to hereby declare that my months of tweaking and posting, my movie blog is finally published and out there. It's freakin' functioning already, so if you want the most fearless movie reviews in and out of Hollywood, then go to &lt;a href="http://thefilmpolice.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FILMPOLICE&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-3956868379813933806?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/3956868379813933806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/updates-photoshoot-and-thefilmpolice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/3956868379813933806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/3956868379813933806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/updates-photoshoot-and-thefilmpolice.html' title='Updates -- Photoshoot and TheFilmPolice'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcqmmqgsyew/TuVlonitu2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/3OVc5AAp3E0/s72-c/386383_2315208443187_1338740650_2058144_1571157251_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-5793675105338570853</id><published>2011-12-10T09:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:29:21.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boystown'/><title type='text'>BoysTown: BOYFRIEND FASHION, and the NEED TO LOOK GOOD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dude. Brother. I am back once again, as I turn to you some of the most delicious fashion finds that are perfect for a date, a movie night, or just a casual day feeling mushy with your girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In this post, we are going to talk about how to be fashion-forward for your girlfriend. 'Tis not really the most important thing to do, but it matters, at least for her. It is better to be safe than sorry, so whether you're a modern nerd, going geek, rocker dude, the swagger type, or the classy cutie, you're in on today's &lt;b&gt;BoysTown&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OPENING WORDS first. I know that some of you guys aren't in to summing up clothes, dressing like "wow", and you're more of the "I'll wear things that I am comfortable to wear--jersey and shorts" kinda guy. I know your pain guys, and in as much as the grief that I would feel if you guys would continue that, I'd be just whooping in your minds and shout a little something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"GROW UP. Grow your fashion-sense up a notch! I've been there and its fun being fashion-forward. Take it from me." Let's define "fashion-forward" then. My personal definition of fashion-forward is not the typical sense of the word (keeping with fashion trends), but instead I prefer to define fashion-forward in my own words, as one person trying to look at his or her best without being skeptical to take fashion risks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You too can be fashion forward, but first, let us understand why do we have to "look our best".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE NEED TO LOOK GOOD.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why is looking good essentially needed? Well, take it like this: You have a girlfriend, and your girlfriend is surrounded by good-looking males. By that scenario, it becomes your responsibility to at least look as good as the boys around her. This vaguely implies that as her boyfriend you must satisfy her and make her happy at least by your looks--ignoring the fact that "looks" isn't all the factors of love and relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another factor is in your work. Some companies require applicants to have "pleasing personality", and some companies even if they admit it or don't, looks for applicants who seek ways to look good. Also, in your social life, you need to look good to gain more self-confidence and to be more confident in facing different kinds of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lastly, and more importantly, you do it for yourself. It is your responsibility to not let go of yourself to be socially, emotionally and physically effective by yourself and to the world. Therefore it is a need. And you, as a person, has the responsibility, not to deprive yourself of that certain need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOYFRIEND FASHION.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that we fully understand the need to look good for our lovers, I am now ready to serve he main course. Dudes and Bros, go on and have your pen and papers ready, because this is one hell of a list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. THE MODERN NERD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is a reason why we call it the "modern nerd". With modern means trendy, fashion-forward, and hip. Let me tell you that you need to dress up representing your personality, so if you feel like you're not the nerdy type, skip this one and choose anoher. Same goes with the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Modern Nerd tops it all with of course the nerdy glasses! I usually find a plain shirt (or a genius&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;statement shirt) , the typical denim, with some sneakers, adding a pair of glasses so nerdy, fashionable. In this archetype, keeping it simple is genius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Check these items I find online. Just to give you a hint of how your look should be built.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14406391_40_a?$cat$" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14406391_40_a?$cat$" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/15359383_41_a?$cat$" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/15359383_41_a?$cat$" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.painfullyhip.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/rebelbanner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" src="http://www.painfullyhip.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/rebelbanner.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7ondemand4.scene7.com/is/image/Camper/17976-004_L?JGIyY19saXN0JA==" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://s7ondemand4.scene7.com/is/image/Camper/17976-004_L?JGIyY19saXN0JA==" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.painfullyhip.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/woodenbuddyhollyglasses.thumbnail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.painfullyhip.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/woodenbuddyhollyglasses.thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. THE GOING GEEK.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/317662_253027601413137_234577426591488_630604_679175113_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/317662_253027601413137_234577426591488_630604_679175113_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Above is a photo from ETC's weekly produced show called: "etcetera". This is a great example of the geeky look. Add a touch of our handy necktie, over a nice and clean blue long sleeves and you're good to go. The key here is to pull off your true geeky side!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. THE ROCKER DUDE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectism.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/bandofoutsiders-leather-harrington-jacket-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://www.selectism.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/bandofoutsiders-leather-harrington-jacket-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This usually centers around the leather jacket. One common example is band shirts under a black leather jacket all jazzed up with some bling of the dog tag, and a fitted dark-toned denim. But in our example's case, the model rocks it with a red polo under, and a brown leather outside. Rocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. THE SWAGGER TYPE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the&amp;nbsp;category&amp;nbsp;I used to fall into. If you are the sneakers kind of guy, then all you need to do is add a swagger jacket to the equation, and then bam! You're just ready to a mushy movie go out. Behave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are some essentials to choose from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.limitemagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/swagger-studded-wool-stadium-jacket-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://www.limitemagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/swagger-studded-wool-stadium-jacket-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.highsnobiety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/trilly-truly-swagger-lupe-fiasco-stadium-jacket-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://www.highsnobiety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/trilly-truly-swagger-lupe-fiasco-stadium-jacket-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://swaggerjunky.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Monsieur-Lacenaire-Teddy-Knitted-Alpaca-Varsity-Jacket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://swaggerjunky.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Monsieur-Lacenaire-Teddy-Knitted-Alpaca-Varsity-Jacket.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. THE CLASSY CUTIE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The style is all about fitted tux. Here is one more from "etcetera" airing several times a week on ETC channel 9, Philippines. (I don't get paid to write this, just sayin')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383999_253028671413030_234577426591488_630614_917727554_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383999_253028671413030_234577426591488_630614_917727554_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope you buddies find a way to be fashion-forward for your girl. Give it a try, plus, styling means more time with your girlfriend. Style yourself up, now. Follow these tips. See you when I see you. --A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-5793675105338570853?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/5793675105338570853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/boystown-boyfriend-fashion-and-need-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5793675105338570853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5793675105338570853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/boystown-boyfriend-fashion-and-need-to.html' title='BoysTown: BOYFRIEND FASHION, and the NEED TO LOOK GOOD.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-9099149993576319699</id><published>2011-12-07T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:31:37.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='original short story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he said she said a truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>He said, She said. --A truth. (Original Short Story)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-scaAkmjvZ8w/Tt7v-dgYnvI/AAAAAAAAAlk/uao_uE_Mpg0/s1600/He+said+she+said+cover.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-scaAkmjvZ8w/Tt7v-dgYnvI/AAAAAAAAAlk/uao_uE_Mpg0/s400/He+said+she+said+cover.png" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Official short story cover for He Said, She Said&lt;br /&gt;by ArmandDC.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Discover how much pain a guy could hold on to, just so he could prove his love so endless. A truth that women must understand. The lack of words to come out their men's cold-sored mouths is what will leave them apart. Words that never had the chance to come out from his man, a truth that never had the chance to be free. Those things will leave a man scarred, left bleeding. Worst case scenario, bleeding, forever.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She said:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She disappeared to the room, feeling the weight of the drama. She tossed her bag on the bed, and then looked the pure white clouds and the pale blue spaces in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;What a beautiful day is today, she realizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;What she could not understand is how beautiful the day was, and yet she was not happy. It was an artistic view, as though a canvas colored with pretty pastels of shades of blue and white as the sky, golden yellow as the light of the sun, oak brown as the bald mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;What happened was a tragedy, a fatal downhill with her emotions, perfectly contrasting the wonderful scenery outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Five minutes ago...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;"Are you breaking up with me?" She said, tears are forced to pull back to her eyes so the inevitably&amp;nbsp;out bursting&amp;nbsp;of emotions will somehow be handled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Why won't you answer?!" She raised a voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The guy stiffened, still silent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"What about us, huh? What about all the things we've done!?" She says with an argumentative tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The guy bowed down his head, and then looked up to the sky. "I'm sorry."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She could no longer hold on to her feelings, and the sudden meltdown went fast forward. "You know what, if this is what you want, then fine! It's your loss, goddamn it. And for Pete's sake, don't ever see me again."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"I....". The guy finally said a single-word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;They were at a garden, the greens of the grass were perfect as a color could be. She watched them move as the wind dictates them too, amazed, for two seconds, she had shifted attention, then realized that emotions flowed and reflected to her continuous flow down of tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The guy could no longer speak a word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She was greatly exasperated by what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Tears were heavy enough to not stop flowing down to her porcelain face. She was too hurt. As though a puppy, which lost its collar. She lost who she was, she realizes, going back through memories he had with him. There were times that she knew to herself that she loved him out of pity, but those were just short times. And now she realized how she loved them truly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She remembers telling it to her &lt;i&gt;barkada&lt;/i&gt;--peer--and be jokingly laughing about it. Something that she always regret and in the first-place skeptic to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She was too weak to still stand in front of him so she disappeared to her room. Taking steps so aching. She had to come up to end the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He said:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I remember the times that I've been with her. They were so precious, I am certain that it is to myself. I never really knew, why it felt half good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Is it because I feel she doesn't feel the way that I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I loved her very much. So I will be devastated to know that it's true. So I didn't bothered to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Is it because of the way we kissed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Because of my love for her, I never knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I loved her with all my soul. That's what I knew. Until one night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Friday night. Lindsay's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Lindsay is both our friend, to her, her bestfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She couldn't make it to the party so she asked me to go by myself. Lindsay would be pissed if one of us isn't going to make it to her birthday. We have been planning to visit her all year since college graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I entered the house. A number of our friends were there. Jo, Kim, and Seth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Lindsay got drunk, I knew that she was going to be all-out that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;We played spin-the-bottle, to clarify: without doing dares, just truth.&amp;nbsp;I spun the bottle first and the bottle pointed toward Lindsay.&amp;nbsp;I was the one to ask her, but I didn't know what to ask. Out of the blue, a question murmured out of my might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; "Tell me something we don't know."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; "I'll tell you something you don't know! Your girlfriend, just agreed to be with you out of grief." She says as though drunk for an age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; My heart throbbed, and as though stopped beating because of the pain barricading its attempts to. With my dismay, there was nothing that I could do but disappeared out of the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; It took 5 months for me to end the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;And on that day...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; "Hey.." I phoned her. "We should talk."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; There was sadness in my voice and I knew that she knew, so she was forced to respond. "Okay."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; We met in the place we first met--at the park. Children were swept out already because it was 5 already. The playground is empty. My heart is empty. Or rather it is occupied by love, sadness, anger and devastation all collide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; She appeared at the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I was studying her face, learning how she was beautiful that day. It was such a pretty face, a pretty face that on the contrary, left such a hideous pain inside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; "Why won't you answer?!" She says with an argumentative tone. It was only by then that I realized that she was pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I was caught by the moment. I could not say the word. Only a single word sprouted out of my&amp;nbsp;drought-ed&amp;nbsp;lips. "I....". And then after that, I could no longer say anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The moment she left to head out the park, only I had the courage to mutter: "I don't need your grief... I-I still love you though, goodbye."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I realized that the things we left unspoken, leaves a permanent scar. Kept permanent, unless we learn to let the words flow. I loved her very much. It is the end of the road. There will be no point of letting the words flow. I'd rather not say anything to her... as I would only mean harm to her. I don't want her to feel guilt on her side. I'd rather stay scarred, all my life, than wound the one I love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She said: &lt;/b&gt;He said nothing when I said I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He said: &lt;/b&gt;She doesn't know that my pain won't let me to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She said: &lt;/b&gt;He opened his eyes while kissing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He said:&lt;/b&gt; I was trying to see if she had her eyes opened too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She said:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;I said I missed him, but he changed the topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He said:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;It hurts and insults me to say that I miss her so much, which is true, given the fact that I will miss her all my life if I let her go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She said:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;I turned my back, he never stopped me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He said: &lt;/b&gt;I have my whole heart wanting to hold her back in my arms, but I was too scared to be hurt by her once more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She said: &lt;/b&gt;He said goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He said: &lt;/b&gt;It will hurt me forever, so I said goodbye. For the both of us. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;=======================================©ArmandDC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kids, remember that mini-novel I am working on? &lt;b&gt;The Other Side?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I shrunk it to a short story, and this is what we have. This is my first one, so please go easy on me. I hope you guys like it!! --A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-9099149993576319699?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/9099149993576319699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/he-said-she-said-truth-original-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/9099149993576319699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/9099149993576319699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/12/he-said-she-said-truth-original-short.html' title='He said, She said. --A truth. (Original Short Story)'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-scaAkmjvZ8w/Tt7v-dgYnvI/AAAAAAAAAlk/uao_uE_Mpg0/s72-c/He+said+she+said+cover.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-7659042109025851549</id><published>2011-11-28T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T17:22:07.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Updates -- Mr. CAE and Writing.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I'm friggin' back. I just have to say that I didn't win Mr. CAE but I have some pretty cool photos for you guys!! Below are some pictures from the pageant. Click away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjC1Fvn34Tk/TtMPTEq7OMI/AAAAAAAAAkU/HurTBcwmWbI/s1600/380165_242817609115788_111425805588303_693144_307141003_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjC1Fvn34Tk/TtMPTEq7OMI/AAAAAAAAAkU/HurTBcwmWbI/s400/380165_242817609115788_111425805588303_693144_307141003_n.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_SIVpYbGbOo/TtMPQypXPpI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DNdnQiC68kg/s1600/316045_242817535782462_111425805588303_693142_2132895630_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_SIVpYbGbOo/TtMPQypXPpI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DNdnQiC68kg/s400/316045_242817535782462_111425805588303_693142_2132895630_n.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yOIZVutppk/TtMPNrb0aLI/AAAAAAAAAj8/TPoetrmmdKc/s1600/307751_242817585782457_111425805588303_693143_380781285_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yOIZVutppk/TtMPNrb0aLI/AAAAAAAAAj8/TPoetrmmdKc/s400/307751_242817585782457_111425805588303_693143_380781285_n.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j8kCiFsidac/TtMPMDl5yBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/v5bRw3Yw5FA/s1600/304034_2412295304165_1154754921_32187809_148120479_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j8kCiFsidac/TtMPMDl5yBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/v5bRw3Yw5FA/s400/304034_2412295304165_1154754921_32187809_148120479_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sazdl1yLk8/TtMPPeBi-UI/AAAAAAAAAkE/VY0XfW7QAic/s1600/311751_2412266303440_1154754921_32187769_253037402_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sazdl1yLk8/TtMPPeBi-UI/AAAAAAAAAkE/VY0XfW7QAic/s400/311751_2412266303440_1154754921_32187769_253037402_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys are following my posts, you would know that I started writing a mini-novel titled: "The Other Side", but I decided to redo everything, and ended up with a new title of a new length: &lt;b&gt;His Scribbles - The Other Side of the Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;Production of the read is right on the 6th chapter out of 20. I hope this turns out good. Below is a preview of the novel, the first full chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;a href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/73971477/His-Scribbles-The-Other-Side-of-the-Story" style="-x-system-font: none; display: block; font-family: Helvetica,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 12px auto 6px auto; text-decoration: underline;" title="View His Scribbles--The Other Side of the Story on Scribd"&gt;His Scribbles--The Other Side of the Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;iframe class="scribd_iframe_embed" data-aspect-ratio="0.772727272727273" data-auto-height="true" frameborder="0" height="600" id="doc_82939" scrolling="no" src="http://www.scribd.com/embeds/73971477/content?start_page=1&amp;amp;view_mode=list&amp;amp;access_key=key-1j5jbkqk8w7m7tgqdv8g" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;(function() { var scribd = document.createElement("script"); scribd.type = "text/javascript"; scribd.async = true; scribd.src = "http://www.scribd.com/javascripts/embed_code/inject.js"; var s = document.getElementsByTagName("script")[0]; s.parentNode.insertBefore(scribd, s); })();&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-7659042109025851549?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/7659042109025851549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/updates-mr-cae-and-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/7659042109025851549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/7659042109025851549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/updates-mr-cae-and-writing.html' title='Updates -- Mr. CAE and Writing.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjC1Fvn34Tk/TtMPTEq7OMI/AAAAAAAAAkU/HurTBcwmWbI/s72-c/380165_242817609115788_111425805588303_693144_307141003_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-3347867046456698571</id><published>2011-11-19T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T23:03:39.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin bieber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='topics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues'/><title type='text'>On Young Dads. (Justin Bieber's issues, and the real life)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.zenfs.com/en_us/News/USWeekly/1321645770_mariah-yeater-justin-bieber-article.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://media.zenfs.com/en_us/News/USWeekly/1321645770_mariah-yeater-justin-bieber-article.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mariah Yeater, 19&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;on the left, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Bieber&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;allegedly fathering a child to Yeater&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;You know kids, there are times that we regret our&amp;nbsp;decisions&amp;nbsp;because we didn't thought of it more than twice or thrice. We do things without thinking the consequences the future might have in store for us for doing it. Well kids, let me tell you, its time to take our maturity up a notch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;There are certain issues that rooted from immature acts and lack of responsibility. And today, one issue that falls into that category is what we are going to be talking about. Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pre-marital sex is the primary reason, realizing how "pre-marital" and "primary" resemble in sound, of early pregnancy among young women, and early paternity among the males.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;One issue hit the hot spot of news within the big apple (New York City), and stole the limelight of controversies and faced directly to the Biebs, allegedly fathering a four-month old (now is roughly five) baby, to a teenager of the name: Mariah Yeater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Yeater, claiming having intimate moments at backstage of Staples Center after a JB concert. Justin waited a day or two and responded with a &amp;nbsp;"Don't know the woman", in an episode of Extra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Justin added that after his concerts, he&amp;nbsp;immediately&amp;nbsp;goes to his car, so the allegations are proved by him, wrong. The public also learned that Yeater, also pointed a finger to an early guy, and the same guy, stated Yeater only wants the money. Justin's girl, Selena Gomez, remained mute about the issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LbPQtMesVmw/TrvcO-A8cOI/AAAAAAAARLs/vSRiaexmNro/s400/Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LbPQtMesVmw/TrvcO-A8cOI/AAAAAAAARLs/vSRiaexmNro/s320/Poster.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;Angelito airs every weekdays, after&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Helena's Promise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on ABS-CBN Channel 2.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Truth or hoax, it is pretty alarming how these kind of issues come up. And what I think is that Yeater is completely lying--not that I'm an "all for Bieber" kinda person--visible in some of the angles of the issue. First, Yeater's history, as said by his boyfie, who was also accused of fathering the child. Another, is the fact that JB won't be able to have sex with her for just 30 seconds if he goes directly from his stage off to his van.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;C'mon, get some things straight Ms. Yeater. What my point is that these kind of accusations, as an average male, I think is too much to handle. And I feel for Justin for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;It's hard to be accused of something you never really had done. But do you know what is more hard? It is to take a stand of the things you have&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;done&lt;/i&gt;. It's hard to be able to take responsibilities to something you never really planned, whether it is too simple, or as too complex, as fathering a child too early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;The feeling is superbly awful. There will be a pinch of pain. There will be a dash of guilt, and a cup of regret. Also, it sums from an ounce of sorrow too. Mix them all together, and you'll get the exact feeling of a young father. (I feel like an expert to this, I don't really know what I'm saying. I'm just writing what I think young daddies would feel).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;ABS-CBN's&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Angelito&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;which premiered Monday, November 11th, is an intelligent soap, tackling a sensitive issue or two about society in all of earth. It stars&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;JM De Guzman&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;as the main protagonist, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Charrie Pineda&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;as the female lead. KUDOS to ABS, for such a wonderful soap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Kids, being a young dad, I am feeling isn't fun. And there is nothing that you can do, except stay responsible, and keep thinking twice of what you're about to do, before&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;actually&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;doing it. So I hope that would leave a mark on your mind. That's it for the night, peace out! --A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-3347867046456698571?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/3347867046456698571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-young-dads-justin-biebers-issues-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/3347867046456698571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/3347867046456698571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-young-dads-justin-biebers-issues-and.html' title='On Young Dads. (Justin Bieber&apos;s issues, and the real life)'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LbPQtMesVmw/TrvcO-A8cOI/AAAAAAAARLs/vSRiaexmNro/s72-c/Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-471289092971869889</id><published>2011-11-19T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T17:44:28.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pgma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='topics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues'/><title type='text'>Nasaan Ka... Gloria? (CANCELLED) -- REACTIONS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatsondalian.com/news_images/152314Gloria%20Arroyo%201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="http://whatsondalian.com/news_images/152314Gloria%20Arroyo%201.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ex-President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;on neck-brace, at NAIA, declined from &lt;br /&gt;her booked flight. Now. Arrested. &lt;b&gt;The brace isn't just convincing, is it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;**credit goes to the owner of the photo&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;If you are dragged to this post by the intriguing title, then you'll be more intrigued by the details that I am going to lay you one-by-one. This is the PGMA issue, ranting by yours truly, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was Tuesday, November 12th, when former Philippine President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo attempted to go out of the country, claiming that she is off for a special operation for her illness if I'm not mistaken has something to do with her spine, which I won't bother to know what is exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, for her. the ex-pres didn't made it through NAIA terminal 1, which happened to be one of the worst airports in all of the world, and now is arrested for her electoral charges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, some of my friends, who happened to be aware about what's happening around the country--not necessarily as much as I do--asked me to write in my thoughts about PGMA leaving the country. So I won't be murmuring about other things and I'll start right now. So read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think that Pres. Arroyo is just making excuses so she would "probably" "be able" to escape her charges here in the Philippines. Chunking the proofs into three small pieces, first is Gloria, if the real reason of leaving is for medical assistance to satisfy her health, and cure her illness, won't be needing to leave the country. There have been certain individuals that claims that an operation just as safe, and effecient could be done, RIGHT HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I believe, Gloria, has a major reason to stay. Another, it is, again, if I'm right, that a citizen is not entitled to leave the Philippines IF he/she has cases filed against him/her. "The law applies to all, otherwise none at all", a quote from the city mayor of Manila. I believe in the essence of equality among the society. Regardless of how powerful you may be, the law must be just as equal as to what law the others are in to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I have watched the news (I apologize for the lack of certain names), some says that in her last operations, President Gloria had been in lesser than fully cured, and repeating what I have mentioned, there are skilled specialists that can do the job perfectly for her to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how the DOJ (Department Of Justice--not that any of you guys don't know this) decided to file charges against current President Noynoy because of the barricading of their dear ex-president to go to Singapore, or anywhere she likes to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this very immature and out of the law. Also, I believe that PGMA is clever enough to assign the members of DOJ, before giving up the seat for presidency in the 2010 elections. She must have foreseen these kind of events happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have a lot of things against PGMA, I still believe, there are at least things she have done for the country. She deserved this space in my post for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Gloria arrested, and behind bars in a special cell, this I don't have to argue no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a democratic country, and people should be free. And this is my freedom, to write in whatever I feel about something and I feel blessed about that. I intend not to insult, or put down any certain individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as there are these kind of issues like this that continue to arise, expect that I will be writing, representing the youth, representing their voices. It's good to sound intelligent, and share my thoughts about an important issue of the country. I'll keep doing this, if you guys want to. Keep posted. --A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-471289092971869889?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/471289092971869889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/nasaan-ka-gloria-cancelled-reactions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/471289092971869889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/471289092971869889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/nasaan-ka-gloria-cancelled-reactions.html' title='Nasaan Ka... Gloria? (CANCELLED) -- REACTIONS.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-5730936545586396246</id><published>2011-11-18T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T19:11:12.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='topics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Staying true to your brand. -- Me as a nerd, and the new blog design!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317830_1616088698158_1714588937_824165_657452091_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317830_1616088698158_1714588937_824165_657452091_n.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rockin' a photo, playing with my suspender&lt;br /&gt;to come up with a good angle.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;What do I mean by the title. It's stay true to yourself. I just simply mean that one must be free and willing to let the world see who he really is. Throw away your&amp;nbsp;skepticism&amp;nbsp;in doing this, throwing away, also the mask that you've tried too hard to hand up, covering your true self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enormous full framed glasses. Crazy and fashion-forward suspenders. Quirky hairstyle. This is the kind of nerd that I feel like been with me forever. A photo to the right is one of me, doing a little sultry pose over there, going for the fashionisto-nerdy guy. This is my identity. A nerd. I've always wanted to learn and always hated to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some of my friends disagreeing, I completely want to clarify that by "nerd" I don't mean that I'm the classic genius kinda type. This early, I shall say it: "no". I am not a whiz kid, or someone who get best grades, not even that kind of guy who swims in a deep sea of knowledge and just enjoy the sea of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with this said, I won't be surprised if like half of you would be running this thought in your heads: "Then why the heck is this skank dude, choose nerd, anyway.. I mean, if he is not a nerd, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that being a nerd isn't all about being the whiz one--you know, the usual, you know everything about Science, and everything and how things work. It's all about your desire to learn new things and that pinch of obsession of not stopping doing it. I believe this, I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say in some of my posts that are meant to inspire people, "breakthrough boundaries", so people will step out of their comfort, and then learn new things and experience things that are a whole lot different. I always want to learn new things. I started out learning to draw when I was like 7, and then I started singing in a little scale by little, in the bathroom, when I was in high school. Post-high school period, I developed this desire and passion on literature. And the learning will never stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning is an attitude. It's not as simple as a noun that we all know it is. To learn things, your heart and mind must be willing to do so, as cliched this sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read a couple of books from fiction to non's. My personal favorite were tragic stories which most of what I've read came from New York's bestselling author, Nicholas Sparks. I also love non-fictions, especially about entrepreneurship and strategies through monetary increase of an individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A book is a collection of pages of information. Take advantage of it. --This is what I did. And I enjoy doing it. Reading books and learning from them is something I can see that I'd be doing for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I saying this, for the chance of you, getting confused? It's because I, as an online personality, have to have my own brand. My own image. So that people will know exactly, or at least get a hint of what they can expect from me. Even in real life, your brand or the real you is seriously important. This is the window to your identity, so if you let the others see the true you, you'll end up with true and loving comrades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To justify my "staying true to my brand" that I have been blabbing about all post-long, I changed my blog design, and switched to a darker background, but still leaving the blue accent, and added a bit of yellow, for comfort to the eyes. Check out the screen capture of my new blog background. Template by Blogger, Simple theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://p.twimg.com/AebuIcKCIAMVQv3.png:large" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="https://p.twimg.com/AebuIcKCIAMVQv3.png:large" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;NEW iAmArmandDC&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Unfortunately kids, that's what all I have for now. I am hoping to see your comments soon! I want you guys to leave your thoughts on what should we talk about next! Love you. Nerds. --A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-5730936545586396246?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/5730936545586396246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/staying-true-to-your-brand-me-as-nerd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5730936545586396246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5730936545586396246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/staying-true-to-your-brand-me-as-nerd.html' title='Staying true to your brand. -- Me as a nerd, and the new blog design!'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-8047407497540889570</id><published>2011-11-17T17:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:26:01.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manny pacquiao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Pac-Man eats Marquez II! My thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know that I am not a boxing analyst or any enthusiast on boxing who knows loads of stuff about the sport. I am writing representing the people who are usually driven by the effects by Pacquiao (also referred to as Pac-Man) and his fights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am representing through this post, Filipinos that are proud among Manny Pacquiao's victories as a boxer, and the good things that comes with them. Like for instance is the "zero-crime" rate inside the metro, and the unity of Filipinos in even just a couple of hours. All watching, and praying for the sweet win of our &lt;i&gt;pambansang kamao&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This fight Manny had with Juan Manuel Marquez II, is completely different to the kind of fight Mr. Pacquiao brings home. It was a dirty little fight, controversial, and blurred with issues of cheating and all other forms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304237_310308568981862_100000081647282_1308351_745862428_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304237_310308568981862_100000081647282_1308351_745862428_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A computer generated image of Pacquiao and Marquez. Found it on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;All credit goes to the owner!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That is our future up there. This fight will never be settled. Juan Manuel will claim for more fights unless this is all cleanly settled. Their last fight was the third in their "film series" as I would like to refer it to. Last time, and the other last time, there was no clear decision of who's the "real" winner, as Marquez always claim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 2004, their battle ended up "draw", setting aside the fact that Pac-Man &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;knock down Marquez for three goddamn times, but the battle went upside down in the middle of the fight. The rest of it was the two,&amp;nbsp;inseparable&amp;nbsp;so the judges called it like that. Back in 2008, their second battle, which happened to be a WBC super-featherweight championship (if I'm not mistaken), where Marquez lost in a controversial split decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People, including Marquez and Pacquiao just won't seem satisfied so they planned another match which happened last Sunday, November 13th. And so the fight happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even before the fight, the two already were lurked by controversies, just left the fight more noise, and more were drawn to it. Marquez,&amp;nbsp;being accused of taking steroids to bulk up and being&amp;nbsp;judged by his absurd and&amp;nbsp;bizarre pre-fight errands, as he drinks his own urine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With those all said, what would you expect with the fight. Controversies. Controversies. And a lit-tle bit more of it! The fight itself was pretty good, controversial but spectacular exchange of blows, but disappointingly, unlike the last two fights, there were no one that was knocked down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are a lot of people that are saying a whole different things, some saying Marquez should have one, some said Manny deserved the win. This only shows the clear diversity of opinions among boxing analysts, and even normal viewers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks to the decision favoring Pacquiao, Manny had successfully defended his title. Plus, there have been allegations against Juan Manuel, stepping on Manny's foot on purpose, for distraction. Personally, I wouldn't buy this allegations against Marquez. This, I think normally happens when two boxers are of different types. Being Marquez and Pacquiao right and left-handed, differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This controversy is going to be talked about a long, long time. The only thing that Pacquiao can do, particularly for this issue to end, is to have a fourth match, or go face Flloyd Mayweather and beat him up, or wait for it (the issue) to noise down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I were to be asked, I don't really care if he did won or not. It's more of a secondary thing--a "bonus" to the fact that Manny Pacquiao has been continuously exerting effort to bring home the bacon and give honor to our &lt;i&gt;Perlas ng Silanganan&lt;/i&gt;. I salute Pac-Man to that. To the issues, damn, it will just fade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am ArmandDC, and this is how I see it. May you have a great day. --A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-8047407497540889570?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/8047407497540889570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/pac-man-eats-marquez-ii-my-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/8047407497540889570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/8047407497540889570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/pac-man-eats-marquez-ii-my-thoughts.html' title='Pac-Man eats Marquez II! My thoughts.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-191725034929785532</id><published>2011-11-14T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:25:35.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the bangable college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='topics'/><title type='text'>5 Tips on Spending Your Allowance Wisely. #TheBangableCollege</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.omflit.com/home/uploads/Image/products/170123100908h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.omflit.com/home/uploads/Image/products/170123100908h.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ang Pera na Hindi Bitin &lt;/i&gt;out now on National&lt;br /&gt;Bookstores nationwide! Grab a copy for 50.00 PHP!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;College life is a far different thing in contrast to other school levels. It challenges an individual physically, mentally, emotionally, and as funny and cliche this would sound, it challenges an individual financially too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's true. The tuition fee. Which would cost you like 10 or 30 gran? (luckily, isn't a problem to me, because I am a scholar) The books which is one of my major expenses right now (start of second semester), will cost you a thousand or two. Gimmicks and indulges must come last. You see, with these loads of expenses it's definitely hard to save even a penny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you look closer to the water, you'll notice that it is clear. It's easy as a cheese. All you need to do is to discipline yourself, barricade your emotions, and think enterprisingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eduardo O. Roberto, Jr.&lt;/i&gt;, Filipino author of the handbook: &lt;b&gt;Ang Pera na Hindi Bitin &lt;/b&gt;generously written some tips on how to spend your budget, and more on how to handle money, so God will entrust you with more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He written the book, which is a money-saver with it's price, 50 pesos, initiating the talk on how being close to God will help you become better managers of money. He used a lot of words from the bible, which were surprisingly connected to the book. A lot of thoughts came from the King Solomon, and they were logical--to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He came up with 7 tips on how to manage your money wisely, but I had it revised for the younger people--college students--so they will be able to handle money intelligently even at a young age. From 7 pointers I narrowed it down to 5. And here are the catches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Save -- &lt;/b&gt;This is the most important thing to know. This takes loads of courage and discipline to do, so I would not feel lower if I couldn't do it in an instant. Saving is one of the fundamentals of great budgeting and wise money spending. Save at most 50% of your allowance. As I've said, time will only bring you to a more disciplined you, so I will say that you can start cutting off 10% from your allowance--and put it in a safety savings account where you can't withdraw it, so you won't get tempted from taking it back to your wallet--then eventually grow your savings to 20% until saving becomes your habit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Give -- &lt;/b&gt;Saving isn't always the case. Honor the Lord for giving you money by sharing it with the ones in need of it. Money is just something lent to us by God, and what He wants us to do with it is to value it and use it in the best way--in the moral and literal meaning. Give away some of your spare coins to the beggars and to the less-fortunate. Giving used books and toys to orphans during Christmas became a habit to me. IGNORE this tip if you will be just doing this because you are expecting something in exchange. Giving is the best treasure. Don't mess with that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stop borrowing -- &lt;/b&gt;IF, just if, you end up having your allowance diminished completely to 0, and you find yourself borrowing from your classmates, then kid, please be alarmed. I would not borrow money which I can't pay. That's that. You won't have to borrow money if you have saved enough for emergency expenses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thinking "enterprisingly" -- &lt;/b&gt;If this is a word, then good. "Enterprisingly" means in a business kind of way. What I meant about thinking "enterprisingly" is that at this early age, youth must be encouraged in engaging to business of any form. I, myself, out of bragging or any sort, started blogging and ghost writing and I have earned a little amount of money--which coincidentally I used in buying my books and other stuff I need for school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Needs and Wants&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;-- Emotions must be controlled. Let's say, one of your classmates invited you to go to Starbucks or let's say Ice Monster for a coffee break (you're tired from doing school work all day). You wanted to come desperately to the point that you came without any spare money and ended up spending your allowance for the whole week. One must understand that the importance of choosing which matters to spend money on is severely important. This is where the "needs and wants" spending system comes in. Allot a bigger part of your budget on the things that are needed for school. This lists the items: books, school supplies, etc. And then the rest shall go to the things that you want to buy for luxury: clothes, game consoles, shoes, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow these 5 tips and I am over-90 certain that you will have your budget fully spent W-E-L-L. This has been ArmandDC ending the post with a warm-hearted thanks for all the comments! Your thoughts are read and I personally think that they are real cool. You guys have such colorful ideas. Thanks again, and make sure to keep posted. --A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-191725034929785532?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/191725034929785532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/5-tips-on-spending-your-allowance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/191725034929785532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/191725034929785532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/5-tips-on-spending-your-allowance.html' title='5 Tips on Spending Your Allowance Wisely. #TheBangableCollege'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-2340267773580940983</id><published>2011-11-11T16:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:26:31.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the other side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>The Other Side [PREVIEW]</title><content type='html'>You guys remember the post: "So, I am writing."? Well, I do. And I remember that I posted it saying that I've been writing some stuff. And now I am ready to share as far as I've got with the writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first of all. I am no pro in writing. I am not a published writer or any literature-wiz--it is better to say that I am a college student who worked on his mind and came up with a story in mind. I am still on the first chapter, and I will release the full version on (.PDF) file as an ebook, free. Please read on, love you, nerds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Other Side.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Official Draft&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;CHAPTER ONE: THE GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;A gasp. It was the only thing that I could physically and visibly do the moment he turned his back. He left me the most minimal words he have ever spoken, and devastatingly, it was the one-word: "goodbye".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;He was a very striking man. I always study his face and it always leaves a thought of how beautiful he was. He is smart too. He had far better grades than I had back in college. He was taking up Economics at FEU Manila, and I was studying humanities at UDM (formerly known as &lt;i&gt;City College of Manila&lt;/i&gt;). It was the time of my life where I actually felt special--college--so I always look back and find a smile drawing on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;But none of those memories will come back to reality. Similar to the lonely truth that I could no longer touch his lips with mine, nor I could caress his arms and limbs. It was--except the fact that I &lt;i&gt;did &lt;/i&gt;let him go--the truth that hurts me the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;I still remember the look in his face and his arms wrapped around me. It always felt warm and I always felt secured. I feel simply safe every time I am with him. And I always loved the feeling. It was one of the few things that I am certain I will miss the most about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;"Jeremy and Diane". We were the news back at the public High School we both went to. We paved our love there. It was &lt;i&gt;Lakan Dula High School&lt;/i&gt;, where the connection linked and most importantly, sparked. It was where I found my first love. A birth of an unforgettable sensation and&amp;nbsp;indescribable&amp;nbsp;feeling. Or more boringly speaking, it was where we first met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;~~~~♥~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Kapag tumaas ang &lt;/i&gt;"demand"&lt;i&gt;, bababa ang &lt;/i&gt;"supply". Can you guys follow?", Mrs. Ferrer's voice was louder than usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;I understood every word she have said except when she tells us about how his husband hurts her so selfishly. At that time, I could not help but to pull up an eyebrow, for I could not understand why does she have to tell us about it. &lt;i&gt;It doesn't have anything to do with the friggin' lesson!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I didn't understood that Mrs. Ferrer needed an outlet of her emotions. I didn't at that time. You could not put a blame on me--I was a kid, back then--because there are some things kids just won't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;I made it to the point where I completely ignored that conflict about Mrs. Ferrer inside my head, and glanced to my right. There was Joel picking on a weaker man. I was greatly exasperated by the things he was doing. But I recall, he was a great man too. One time when a nerd was being bullied, Joel was there to end it, positively for the poor nerd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;Sitting to my left are two girls, Amanda and Savannah. They were the school crushes--dancer is Savannah, and Amanda was the pageant kind of girl--and their dyed-to-brunette hairs were highlighting the creepy wall paint of the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;I saw Mrs. Ferrer walked out the room, therefore my classmates started to crank up some noise. It is very frequent to see this kind of class in Lakan Dula--though I don't really am ashamed to tell people that I belonged here--to prove is Mickey, singing her lungs out, badly out of tune to &lt;i&gt;Breaking Free&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;from High School Musical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We're soari--",&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;she sings confidently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;Soar the fuck up!", Joel yells out of nowhere. "&lt;i&gt;Nakakabobo 'yang boses mo!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;Mickey stops as if hurt. My eyes turned red at Joel, because of what he did. Before I could even confront him of what she did to Mickey--my best friend--Mrs. Ferrer walked back to the room along with a new face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;"Okay, guys", she speaks a little less for her age this time. "&lt;i&gt;Eto si &lt;/i&gt;Jeremy Ceñada. Expected transferee &lt;i&gt;natin galing &lt;/i&gt;Manila Science High School."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;"Hi guys", says the guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;He was tall, and slim. From my view right on the third row from the teacher's table, I am precise that he is very attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is as for as I've got. Keep tuned so you'll be the first to read the full version! :)) -A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-2340267773580940983?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/2340267773580940983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/other-side-preview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/2340267773580940983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/2340267773580940983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/other-side-preview.html' title='The Other Side [PREVIEW]'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-5195677047603180837</id><published>2011-11-09T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:26:55.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ethics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pornography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='topics'/><title type='text'>Talking about PORNOGRAPHY. (tips too! :P)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1W0R8-5DqY/TrnpIcFlklI/AAAAAAAAAik/6OOtdTlhigQ/s1600/pornos.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="325" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1W0R8-5DqY/TrnpIcFlklI/AAAAAAAAAik/6OOtdTlhigQ/s400/pornos.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ArmandDC talking about Pornography.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Now, if you are reading this post looking for something uncensored, then you might want to step back--not because I have a huge pile of it, but--because you won't see anything pornographic in this post, at all. What we will be doing at most is talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine asked me what are my thoughts about pornography. Like is it bad for the children? Is it unethical? Does it make you a bad person, or anything as such? And questions like these will just keep rolling. My personal answer to this is no. A flat no. But before I justify that, I believe I have to define first what is pornography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pornography is the explicit portrayal of sexual subject matter for the purposes of sexual arousal and erotic satisfaction. Now, I have intelligently defined pornography, thanks to wikipedia. Sometimes, you gotta love wiki too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pornos can be of any kind of media. It could be on print, like dirty magazines and other print-outs exploiting sexual subject matter. It could be on video--let's not be underground and take Paris Hilton's spanking vid. It is anything that exploits--exposing rather--sexual activities for sexual satisfaction of another individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Media takes pornography as one of its disadvantages as for media is a widespread matter. Simply, anyone can make pornography and send it to the world with just one click, using internet--a form of media-sharing. DSLRs which are frequently used to take photographs--fashion-forwarded, artistic, or just a simple snapshot--are now taken advantage of capturing pornographic photos and shooting porno footage. Technology as it is, you cannot blame. It is human you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to the question: Does watching/reading pornographic materials make you a bad person? I, as an ordinary Filipino male, already said, no. In connection with our definition of pornography, it is used for sexual satisfactory purposes. It doesn't make you a bad person--as said already in our definition, it is only made for sexual satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, it is better than raping someone and eventually ruin her life. Sexual satisfaction is a physical need, and I believe that depriving yourself from your need--bad, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am not the kind of guy watching it a lot, though I will not be lying if I said I am, sometimes, I came up with some tips for you guys who want to sneak up and get satisfied (I'm starting to sound like a bad-influencing prick, but oh well, this just goes for the humor and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find anywhere that you are alone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep your materials hidden and out of sight by your parents.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Under the bed--is a classic hideout, but--it is where your parents will first look at. Find some other place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are watching on the internet, after, clear our browser's history.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have Google Chrome, then you dude is lucky, hit &lt;b&gt;Ctrl+Shift+N&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to open Google Chrome &lt;i&gt;incognito.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Any site or URL you visit using this is not recorded to your browsing history.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's it, kids. I hope you like this humorous approach of me tackling one sensitive topic. Let me just end it with "This is only my opinion, and I am open for criticisms, objections, and violent reactions if those happen to be yours. Let's just be happy creatures. Shall we?! -A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-5195677047603180837?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/5195677047603180837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/talking-about-pornography-tips-too-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5195677047603180837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5195677047603180837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/talking-about-pornography-tips-too-p.html' title='Talking about PORNOGRAPHY. (tips too! :P)'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1W0R8-5DqY/TrnpIcFlklI/AAAAAAAAAik/6OOtdTlhigQ/s72-c/pornos.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-7707285676910481091</id><published>2011-11-08T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:27:29.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>How to understand PAIN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302376_1574216411377_1714588937_799486_1948276575_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302376_1574216411377_1714588937_799486_1948276575_n.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, holding Sparks's newest novel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The Best Of Me"&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;out now on&lt;br /&gt;bookstores, worldwide!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Great love comes hand-in-hand with great pain. Keeping it simple, millions of people die everyday--and you don't get sad nor hurt by this. But let's say one of your loved ones die, would you ignore their death?? Of course you would be sad and more clearly, you'd be in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a paraphrase of a statement in an interview of one of my fave novelists, Nicholas Sparks. There was a huge barrier that kept me fenced from figuring out how does he understand pain so much, and where he gets his insight on love, and tragedy. But having my own experiences lend me a sword--powerful enough to break that barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was to put these words to mine, I would say: "If you could feel pain, then you could feel love". Again, only proving Sparks's statement correct. Now, why are you reading this entry again? Of course--yes, you want to know how to understand pain. I don't want to spoil you anything different than what you've come here for. So I shall start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain is just a single word. But it is something bigger than a word that is defined in either a Webster's or a psychology professor's handbook and/or textbook. It is a single word that is easily spelled, easily written, and easily spoken, but Lord why and how does it make itself so hard to comprehend. Why is this important is because I believe with pain, barricades the happiness entirely--well, at least most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is important to know and understand better pain. Without connection, I, myself already been with so much pain--I could say without feeling cliched at all, since its true. And I also had hardships through holding on to something--or to someone--but I have managed to set them aside and move on with my life. With my experiences, I came up with &lt;i&gt;three pointers to help you understand pain better&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pain is life.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even in the earliest of days, when God created man--Adam and Eve--there was already pain in life. When Adam and Eve had went against God's will, there had been already pain in Lord's part, and guilt on man's. What I am trying to highlight in this pointer, is that we must understand that&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;pain goes with our lives--&lt;/b&gt;in any form that is possible: love, hatred, guilt, physical pain, etc--and we don't have anything that can stop it. Pain is something that will occur inside you once you allow it to--so my tip: handle pain the best possible way you know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;You feel pain, you a human&lt;/b&gt;. That's it. If you can feel pain, then congratulations brother, you are definitely a creature made by the Lord. You are made out of His love, so as far as the start of this post is concerned, you must be able to feel pain--not that this really connects. This only supports my first pointer, agreeing upon pain is a matter in life. In addition, if you can make sacrifices for let's say love, or whatsoever, then you can handle pain more or less.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pain fades? and think stuffs out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;You don't move on from the pain, you just get used to it. Therefore, pain &lt;u&gt;does&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;fade. And I believe in a prominent thought that: "Time will heal". And it is true. Tried and tested by yours truly, spend some time alone, and let yourself think of some other things really works.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;These three only help you understand pain better. Now for some purposes I still do the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I first find out how the pain started. Is it out of love, like a romantic love? Love for friends? Family? Is it out of the death of a loved one? Is it because of guilt? Is it out of hatred to somebody? Find it out. Search for the source of your pain, so you will be able to fix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, we want to know how are we going to ease the pain. Think for yourself. Can you manage to ease the pain if she is around? If the one you love is by your side? Only this is the least effective, then go. If not, then don't be skeptic not to do so. It is your heart to be mend for God's sake. Not anybody else's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, we have to figure out ways on how to help you ease pain. Time alone is one of the things that I can recommend. But if you still can't, then find some other ways to forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pain is sadly part of our lives. And we won't be able to wipe it out entirely. We just have to understand it better, so decreasing it in a little scale by little, will be easy. Thanks for reading this post, and I hope I made your time reading this worthwhile. :)) -A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-7707285676910481091?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/7707285676910481091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-to-understand-pain.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/7707285676910481091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/7707285676910481091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-to-understand-pain.html' title='How to understand PAIN.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-7849959731731091160</id><published>2011-10-28T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:27:52.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmpolice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>So, I am writing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/316083_1574227291649_1714588937_799531_1559005211_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/316083_1574227291649_1714588937_799531_1559005211_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my friends, from left to right: Mar, Kim, ArmandDC (me), Dominique.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;You guys deserve apologies because I have not been writing for ages--like this really has something to do with my posts. ANYWAY, I want you guys to know that I am writing to you guys in an open computer rental inside SM Manila. It costs me 30 every hour, but worth if I would be able to share my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been planning to watch--change the word "planning" with dying--for the past few days, &lt;b&gt;In Time&lt;/b&gt;, starring the Timberlake and one of my celebrity crushes, Amanda Seyfried. &lt;a href="http://thefilmpolice.blogspot.com/2011/10/seyfried-and-jts-in-time-out-tomorrow.html"&gt;I have been talking about it in my movie review blog, so click here.&lt;/a&gt; Also, I've babbled about how great &lt;b&gt;The Unkaboggable: Praybeyt Benjamin&lt;/b&gt; was, which I am lucky to be one of the first viewers of the film. &lt;a href="http://thefilmpolice.blogspot.com/2011/10/quick-case-unkaboggable-praybeyt.html"&gt;It's one of the most popular posts in my blog, so, click away!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends are actually wondering why am I always in a mall. I am actually rendering Community Service to PLM. To those of you who are amazed by that, don't. I am serving CS to my dear school because I was caught twice violating the University Dress Code, having long hair. It kinda sucks, but I have to complete this if I still want to be fully enrolled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317808_1562251392259_1714588937_790901_65000448_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317808_1562251392259_1714588937_790901_65000448_n.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;IKR!! You have to get used with my face! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;In connection, every time I time out from the office--I am doing office assistance to an office in the University, Center for University Extensive Program to be exact out of the abbreviation: CUES--I have this thing inside me that tells me to go to a mall. And I obviously do. I always go to the mall after my service, and then here I am writing to my lovely readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you guys are following me on Twitter, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ArmandDC"&gt;which is right hiyaaa&lt;/a&gt;, you must know that I have been getting a lot of good reads from this store: Booksale. Nope, I am not getting paid to do this post, I really am just having a really good time swinging by that store. It brought me some good reads like: Gone in 60 Seconds (movie tie-in) for a 30, and "Captives" by &lt;i&gt;Tom Pow&lt;/i&gt; for 55-pesos and so far, they are really good. Imagine, I just had 2 quality books under a hundred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we're on the topic about "sales", me and my friends have been on this "Ukay-ukay" sale which was my first time. I bought a good-lookin' navy blue polo shirt and a light blue sweater, ALL FOR TEN PESOS! Yeah, me too. I couldn't imagine it at first. Haha. Anyway, I think Imma wear this in Star City (my followers know that I will be there Oct. 30th)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the books, I have this idea in my mind that I might write as a short story, or an unpublished novel that I might share you guys through e-books. The title of the soon-to-be-story is "Flip" which is more of a drama and romance kinda read. I poured in some of the things I learned in here, so I think this will feel raw. So I hope you guys will check on that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny because I got a lot of things mentioned in this post and the only connection of this to the title, is that I am now currently writing my story: "Flip". What?! This is my blog, you ain't know better of a title that fit this?! HAHA. See you guys later, lots of love. BOMBS AWAYY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-7849959731731091160?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/7849959731731091160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-i-am-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/7849959731731091160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/7849959731731091160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-i-am-writing.html' title='So, I am writing.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-6147046282485537180</id><published>2011-10-08T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:28:13.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tcgplus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmpolice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Updates -- New Facebook Profile, Modeling, New Blogs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdci5bejWFc/TpA-Yds2PEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/sP3CCH_GxPs/s1600/Untitled-1+copy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdci5bejWFc/TpA-Yds2PEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/sP3CCH_GxPs/s400/Untitled-1+copy.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo montage.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Above is a photo montage of me--well basically my "faces"--that I made using Adobe Photoshop for the new "developer's timeline" of Facebook. If you don't know what I am talking about, take a quick look on &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=1548532009283&amp;amp;set=a.1428725894205.41852.1714588937&amp;amp;type=3"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to redirect you to a photo I uploaded on my Facebook account. With the photo, is a step-by-step process on how to make your FB profile with the same decos as mine.&lt;span id="goog_1086253566"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1086253567"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new Developer's Timeline and/or view of Facebook are actually exclusive for app developer's only. The trick is to create an app using OpenGraph, DON'T PUBLISH IT, and viola, facebook will automatically offer you a different kind of timeline to make your profile sizzle with a new view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/299514_1548532009283_1714588937_780783_1854539484_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/299514_1548532009283_1714588937_780783_1854539484_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preview of the new Facebook "Developer's Timeline"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;Features of the new view is actually pretty good--a nice salvage from FB's bad reputation with regards with the constant interface change. Well, this new view has a lot of good things that will make you want it on yours. It is literally a timeline because as you may see in a picture to the right (screen capture of my current FB profile), there is a live timeline of your posts of the current date way back to the date of your birth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another plus factor, is that the interface is well-organized. Info, media, and other stuff, are all inside the header provided. AND do not ever forget the wall-updates, presented in a decent, neat, and exquisite, module-boxes. If you want to take a peek on how it looks altogether, &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=1548532009283&amp;amp;set=a.1428725894205.41852.1714588937&amp;amp;type=3"&gt;go to this photo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, something about myself now, &lt;b style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I just had a photoshoot today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have been wanting to do real modeling, but I had turned down numerous offers because of schedule-related troubles--I guess you can put it that way. Well, the photos will be released only &lt;a href="http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;, and on my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/AhmadofLaRazaExcellente"&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/a&gt; account so be sure to be tuned in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, I would like to invite you all guys to the two blogs I recently am working on--both of which are still under-construction, but are functioning well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;TCGPlus&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;-- TCGPlus centers in giving you everything about Yu-Gi-Oh! From the gameplay upto the latest news and entertainment, we all got you covered! Go to: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://tcgplus.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://tcgplus.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;FilmPolice &lt;/b&gt;-- You an avid keen watcher of different films? Mind speaking what you think about a movie?! Find out what are the verdict of the "film police" on some of your favorite Hollywood films. if you want to, then &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefilmpolice.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thefilmpolice.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is the way to go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, sadly, that is ALL the time I have for you &lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;, make sure you check back tomorrow here on iAmArmandDC, and some of my other blogs, I might open up a new good read for you all. Stay safe. God Speed. ArmandDC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-6147046282485537180?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/6147046282485537180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/10/updates-new-facebook-profile-modeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/6147046282485537180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/6147046282485537180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/10/updates-new-facebook-profile-modeling.html' title='Updates -- New Facebook Profile, Modeling, New Blogs.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdci5bejWFc/TpA-Yds2PEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/sP3CCH_GxPs/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-8682672968076080897</id><published>2011-07-17T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:28:35.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quirky'/><title type='text'>7 things that will make your College Life a bad-ass!!</title><content type='html'>The very moment I stepped on my right foot on PLM (Pamantasang Lungsod ng Maynila) grounds, it felt, of course, horrifying--well, a part is definitely excitement. New school. New friends. New steps. And whether we like it or not, there will be &lt;u&gt;new fears&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've entered my college life, without knowing a bit of a thing about it... as a result, I felt turmoil of thoughts in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of person that adapts with ease, so for the shortest time I could imagine, I can probably say that I'm pretty used to college life (though I only been on College for months now--still I find myself drawn into the real college life, you know: endless take-home agendas, homeworks, reports, ugh!). And I came up with 7 things that I think will make your college-life &lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miserable&lt;/u&gt;!&amp;nbsp;Bold and underlined, with exclamation point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forgetting to write your name.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;This probably goes for the grade&amp;nbsp;conscious. Well, this could go for everybody... I mean, common sense: If you got no name written in your test paper, or exam sheet, EXPECT NO GRADE! 'Ayt?! Well, I really hesitated in adding this to the list, because no dumb would forget to write his name, but I still wanted to remind you guys, for the sake of the memory-slowpokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Being a ghost.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;You're not just here to study, and get to maintain your grades, this isn't a torture cabin!! It's co-llege-life!! You must become a true human in this point of time. And by this I mean, &lt;b&gt;socialize&lt;/b&gt;, dummy! If you won't get any friends that'll make college enjoyable, then you'll basically find it BO-RING!! And everybody else will think YOU ARE TOO!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coming late.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;College life prepares you to the real world. Some professor's stimuli's are like this: "Once you're here, you've taken one of your last steps towards stepping in to the real world"; or "Get yourself prepared: you're just a meter to reaching your dreams".. It's kinda lame-sounding to me, but it is true, and I've been inspired by those words.. In the real world, &lt;u&gt;being late is a pain in the ass&lt;/u&gt;... that's why this early, you must get used to coming at least on time, or better minutes earlier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drugs. &lt;/b&gt;This is a very sensitive matter. NEVER USE DRUGS. I know, I know, College may be a harsh stage for others, but drugs will never make it less harsh.. instead, it will just make your life, and college, a goddamn harder!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thirsting yourself from Alcohol.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;You are at the right age shawty! It's really not a bad thing if you'll take a few shots, party a little.. you see, this is what I like to call: "Party now, Back on track later" For example: "You know what?! I just rocked that report, and slayed the midterms, I'm gonna party tonight!" You have not to stop yourself celebrate that moment. And once you satisfy yourself, you get back to the healthy things that you do..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ignoring Campus Rules. &lt;/b&gt;No one wants to get kicked out of school (if there's somebody, raise your hands! :DD).. No one wants to get their money wasted because of violating lit-tle campus rules... Pity for your parents's&amp;nbsp;hard work&amp;nbsp;to make you go to College.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Missing the chance to Learn.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Never slip the chance to learn something. I personally believe, that the more things you learn, the better. Why?! Because when you have that broader knowledge, you'll have more things that you will understand with ease. "Breakthrough boundaries" as I always say.. Do not limit yourself into one field, when you think you can venture in other things too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you find this things helpful, well I guess you owe me a favor. And this is what it is: "Enjoy your college life. Learn from it. Take advantage. And end it with flying colors."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all of us, who is currently on their race to the finish line of college life, good luck, and be the best person you could always be. I'm what they call the "boy-next-door" but I'm a deep person too.. so never hesitate to consult your stuff with me too! Catch you guys later. -A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-8682672968076080897?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/8682672968076080897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/07/7-things-that-will-make-your-college.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/8682672968076080897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/8682672968076080897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/07/7-things-that-will-make-your-college.html' title='7 things that will make your College Life a bad-ass!!'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-5182401801134228450</id><published>2011-07-16T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:28:56.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quirky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>If I were to die.. CRAZY IDEAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sB4U8Jzu_OU/TiEBVlMA7rI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/155Mjnb8Zvg/s1600/zombie02.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sB4U8Jzu_OU/TiEBVlMA7rI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/155Mjnb8Zvg/s400/zombie02.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Oohh.. when I die, I'd be a zombie. My funeral will be a pool party! My death will be&amp;nbsp;gory!!" See that photo just above this text?! As I make this drawing, that thought entered my mind.. so I thought this is a must post in my blog :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;CRAZY IDEAS: My death.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My death will be gory. You know the type where I will be hanged in a rusty hook, kept on breathing to catch that tiniest chance of survival. The type where you run for your life, because when you steal a glance at your back, a cannibal is hunting you down... then you will end up, ripped. Bloodbath. Intestines-out, face-smashed. If it's too gory to handle, apologies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I won't die the gory way, I'd like to die when nobody sees it.. I would love to make up a new mystery to be solved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;CRAZY IDEAS: My funeral.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it's better if I'd say, I wouldn't want to be buried... I'd be more happy if I would just be&amp;nbsp;cremated. But before cremation, I would definitely want to donate my body parts--so that way I'd be able to help others (isn't this supposed to be crazy, it sounded like nice and helpful to others).. Anyway, back on track, I want my funeral to be a &lt;b&gt;pool party&lt;/b&gt;.. I mean, it would be unfair to my loved ones, I know, but I want a day where they would celebrate and not despair..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like its the true meaning of funerals right?! To celebrate the death, and all of the things he had done for others!? So if I were to die, I am suggesting a playlist I made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY FUNERAL PLAYLIST:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;2010 (End of the World) -- Jay Sean ft. Nicki Minaj&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.) -- Katy Perry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sexy Back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look at Me Now -- Chris Brown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do it Like a Dude -- Jessie J&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soulja Boy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot N' Cold -- Katy Perry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;b&gt;CRAZY IDEAS: If I were to die...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I die, and never get cremated, but buried, make sure to lock your doors, because &lt;b&gt;IMMA EAT YOUR BRAINS OUT!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***NOTE that I was just kidding in that zombie part.. especially when I mentioned I was gonna eat your brains!! I love you all guys!! Keep tuned-in!! This has been ARMANDDC mwa hugs!! :"&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-5182401801134228450?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/5182401801134228450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-were-to-die-crazy-ideas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5182401801134228450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/5182401801134228450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-were-to-die-crazy-ideas.html' title='If I were to die.. CRAZY IDEAS!'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sB4U8Jzu_OU/TiEBVlMA7rI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/155Mjnb8Zvg/s72-c/zombie02.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-9093299336037529204</id><published>2011-06-22T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:29:22.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armandddc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><title type='text'>DC Art.</title><content type='html'>Art is one of the things that if taken out of my life, I'd be dead seriously dead. You can leave me in an empty room only with a few pick-up sticks...and what I'll do is break them in smaller pieces, arrange them until I create a picture--well, I guess that's what will happen if I actually was left that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I really love art. Why?! If I'm about to define it, I would have to say art is something that lets you create something... then inside is a message you want to send.. then people would create a thousand words from it, until they figure out what your message truly is. That's why I never stopped loving creating such things. And today I will post some that I'm most likely proud of. :"0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2WgeZvs73N0/TgFhoC_2R9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/OhDx7UWWKIE/s1600/ignorance02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2WgeZvs73N0/TgFhoC_2R9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/OhDx7UWWKIE/s400/ignorance02.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ignorance"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bYJdBy2fKG8/TgFi7Rec1II/AAAAAAAAAVE/RLX1gMsbjCo/s1600/helping+hand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bYJdBy2fKG8/TgFi7Rec1II/AAAAAAAAAVE/RLX1gMsbjCo/s400/helping+hand.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Helping Hand"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I also love taking pictures and turning it to look something like photography-ish. :"))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLghil4hxJg/TgFkpW13EpI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Zh40yWhA4zQ/s1600/thief.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLghil4hxJg/TgFkpW13EpI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Zh40yWhA4zQ/s400/thief.png" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Thief"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTbjgUfQUsc/Tf7Ka34EiHI/AAAAAAAAAU8/m1QRUtKZMsA/s1600/inlove.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTbjgUfQUsc/Tf7Ka34EiHI/AAAAAAAAAU8/m1QRUtKZMsA/s400/inlove.png" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"In-LOVE"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IZA93VB8qQ0/TgFmHXV_mLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/tq8O6c61ngQ/s1600/nephew02.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IZA93VB8qQ0/TgFmHXV_mLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/tq8O6c61ngQ/s400/nephew02.png" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Nephew"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;These are some of the creations I made over the year... There are a whole lot more in my gallery. So if by chance you got the extra time, &lt;a href="http://armanddc.deviantart.com/"&gt;please do check my DeviantArt Gallery by clicking here&lt;/a&gt;. Lovelots, -A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-9093299336037529204?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/9093299336037529204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/06/dc-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/9093299336037529204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/9093299336037529204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/06/dc-art.html' title='DC Art.'/><author><name>Armand DC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07693406538142819807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4I6TEckW74/TaaF-JmU_xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hRTADnR07OU/s1600/196273_1316955900025_1714588937_549604_6899930_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2WgeZvs73N0/TgFhoC_2R9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/OhDx7UWWKIE/s72-c/ignorance02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676082232032549383.post-4566672632237949288</id><published>2011-06-20T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:29:39.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armanddc blog introduction get-to-know'/><title type='text'>Anything under the fun sun.. (An introduction)</title><content type='html'>It's actually been a real while since I've written an actual blog entry, in an actual blog. And up to this point, I still don't know If I'm ACTUALLY writing yet. I've ran a lot of different blogs, sometimes, its about games. Its about music. It's about art. But irony is, it ever ain't about myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I decided to run an actual blog (I gotta stop saying "actual" haha) about myself...where I can write ANYTHING inside my bare mind. Share my own thoughts about anything under the fun sun! What inspired me to do this?! I don't have to build a correct structure of my posts... I don't have to check if I'm using the correct grammar, at least, the correct spelling of the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTbjgUfQUsc/Tf7Ka34EiHI/AAAAAAAAAU8/m1QRUtKZMsA/s1600/inlove.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTbjgUfQUsc/Tf7Ka34EiHI/AAAAAAAAAU8/m1QRUtKZMsA/s400/inlove.png" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since this is a post for introduction, I would have to steal the chance of letting you guys know who's behind this keyboard. I might start with a picture. So take a look to the right, its a picture of me, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My full name's &lt;b&gt;Armando B. dela Cruz&lt;/b&gt;. A born-manileño. Manila has been my training ground since I was born..I used to play the guitars, I used to draw things, and I love music for 10 years now and still counting. Tell me about it, all these things might be shown in this blog. I love photography and posing in front of a camera (well, I look amateur tho--the picture to the right I guess is one of those I'm talking about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently taking up &lt;i&gt;Bachelor of Science in Accountancy&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;at Pamantasang Lungsod ng Maynila. College life is a part high school-ish, and a huge part is definitely serious. I'm really an outgoing and an enthusiastic person. I can go wherever I want to go, and do whatever I may wish. I am a real optimist. I look at things in life in their brightest sides possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a true-blooded PINOY. (Though I prefer using English everytime I write blogs since its kind of the "language-that-everyone-uses-and-understands"). My stuff is mostly all kinds of PINOY. I love statement shirts and other stuff. Oh, my birthday's June 21, 1995 if anyone would ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is all I got for you for now. I'm really excited to post my thoughts, let you guys read them and share your own too. I'm really looking forward in making new friends and inspiring people.. Be brave. Be fearless. Let everyone know what you think. Just like what I did. And I... iAmArmandDC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood: &lt;/b&gt;Excited :"&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676082232032549383-4566672632237949288?l=iamarmanddc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/feeds/4566672632237949288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/06/anything-under-fun-sun-introduction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/4566672632237949288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676082232032549383/posts/default/4566672632237949288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamarmanddc.blogspot.com/2011/06/anything-under-fun-sun-introduction.html' title='Anything under the fun sun.. 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