<?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-37247312</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:13:50.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams and visions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37247312/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dreamsandvisions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148149280666387499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37247312.post-116310462539398727</id><published>2006-11-09T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:37:05.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on application, exams, and black and white</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;on application&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a queue and i was applying for something that is not certain... and a guy tells me that my pictures are ready to be picked up but i didn't see the actual pictures for some reason. it was an organized queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;on exams&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was taking an exam, along with other people. it was a weird exam. one that has flash cards made of brown manila paper and you have to write down what principle is being shown on the paper... sort of like a flash card exam. one remarkable item in the exam was, "what do you call the principle when two fighters (sort of like wrestlers) each stand on a pole and fight?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i'm reminded of the art items i've seen on art attack. specifically, the art where you have to trace a drawing and pierce another paper using a pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i also recall mrs. lee being in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;on black and white&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mauie and fraulie and i were off to lunch. there was this restaurant, not a very classy one, and we went in to grab some food. before we sat on the table, we headed to the rest room to have our hair tied to a pony tail! i don't know why we had to but we just did it. i was alone in the rest room, the 2 girls had to go to another rest room. i went to one cubicle and locked the door from the outside. there was another person in the other cubicle 'cause i heard a flush. when i was done tying my hair, i went out. and saw mauie and fraulie with pony tails too. mine was not that fixed, though. oh, i call it black and white because mauie = white and fraulie = black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37247312-116310462539398727?l=dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com/feeds/116310462539398727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37247312&amp;postID=116310462539398727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37247312/posts/default/116310462539398727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37247312/posts/default/116310462539398727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-application-exams-and-black-and.html' title='on application, exams, and black and white'/><author><name>dreamsandvisions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148149280666387499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37247312.post-116301689166317694</id><published>2006-11-08T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T12:14:51.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on various events</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on mike's mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;mike's mom appeared to be dean's mom - she was even smoking. their house is on the 2nd floor, made of wood. we went up their house and we found his mom (who is dean's mom) smoking and playing solitaire on a bench. we proceeded to his room and made out. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the fort and getting lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;it was not certain if i'm working the fort area. but i was about to go home. i know i was headed home but i don't know my way and i'm lost. :( i was asking for directions and i can't remember if i found the right way.&lt;br /&gt;another scene was not in the fort but i was lost too... asking for directions and it started to drizzle. i didn't get wet. there was a sign on a van byut i don't remember (starts with L).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;on lola felicing's niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lola felicing's niece, the girl who used to sell chicharong bulaklak in front of our gate, is now the city mayor... appears to be las piñas, and i was asking for some help or assistance over something. and she was glad to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37247312-116301689166317694?l=dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com/feeds/116301689166317694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37247312&amp;postID=116301689166317694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37247312/posts/default/116301689166317694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37247312/posts/default/116301689166317694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-various-events.html' title='on various events'/><author><name>dreamsandvisions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148149280666387499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37247312.post-116293271306325558</id><published>2006-11-07T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T12:51:53.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on apple and a broken printer</title><content type='html'>apple and i are a couple! LOL! i'm not sure if the setting is in school or in the work area. looks a lot like the house in novaliches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to print something but the printer is not working and i don't know how to make it work... and the people are somehow pressuring me to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple is almost laughing at me. there's this guy who was helping me out but i don't know him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the printer was fixed, my "print job" didn't seem to get through the print queue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37247312-116293271306325558?l=dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com/feeds/116293271306325558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37247312&amp;postID=116293271306325558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37247312/posts/default/116293271306325558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37247312/posts/default/116293271306325558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-apple-and-broken-printer.html' title='on apple and a broken printer'/><author><name>dreamsandvisions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148149280666387499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37247312.post-116284203729939721</id><published>2006-11-06T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T11:40:37.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on earthquakes and tsunamis</title><content type='html'>mom and win and i are in an unfamiliar place. there was a big earthquake and we did not run for shelter. we just waited for the earthquake to finish. we didn't anticipate a tidal wave but there was a man who shouted "tsunami" and he ran away, along with the other people who struggled to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there wasn't enough time to run to a higher ground. so i instructed mom and win to hold on to a stair railing... and hold on to one another... and we waited for the impact. and there it was, only it wasn't violent. we took a deep breath and felt the water rush. it was a peaceful sight. everyting was serene and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few minutes, the water hasn't subsided yet so i told ma and win to wait while i go to the surface. and i swam towards the surface...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37247312-116284203729939721?l=dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com/feeds/116284203729939721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37247312&amp;postID=116284203729939721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37247312/posts/default/116284203729939721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37247312/posts/default/116284203729939721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-n-visions.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-earthquakes-and-tsunamis.html' title='on earthquakes and tsunamis'/><author><name>dreamsandvisions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148149280666387499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
