<?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-30680993</id><updated>2011-07-26T04:31:28.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30680993.post-8026309765292679862</id><published>2007-06-30T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T16:51:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: At The Same Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All of Dan's excitement subsided after he transformed back to normal. He still does not know how to transform into his alter-ego or revert back to his normal form. He felt tired all of a sudden. His body could not bare all the extra energy recieved from the transformation. He lay down flat on the bed and fell asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dan woke up in the middle of the night. He heard a familiar voice screaming:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Stop following me! Leave me alone! Stop! I didn't mean it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dan looked through his window. He knew this person screaming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's his childhood friend Chino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chino is a loner. He spends almost all his time alone, listening to music, and adoring his pet iguana named Troy. The only person Chino speaks to is Dan, whom he knew for almost 10 years now. They are both in Achitecture, and both are planning to be in the same architectural firm. The rarely argue, in fact, Chino never even makes enemies, because he never speaks to anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This made Dan very curious. This was the first time Dan heard Chino scream, and it's also the first time he saw Chino running for his life. Dan opened his window, removed the grills, and started climbing down the fire hatch. As he stepeed out of the final step of the ladder, an officer bumped into him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Bossing, &lt;/em&gt;what's the problem here?" Dan asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Kid, it's best you stay away from police matters, we are after a juvenile who was allegedly the mastermind of the Ateneo Chemical Lab Explosion, so get out of the way and go home!" Replied the officer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This made Dan even more curious, and at the same time, nervous. So nervous that his temperature was beginning drop. Dan was feeling cold. It was as if he was submerged in a pool of ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The officer asked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Kid, are you okay? Let me bring you to the nearby health center! You don't look well!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dan replied, "No...I'm okay, you can go ahead, i'll be coming...back...home..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The officer left,and continued on chasing down Chino. Dan was left on the pavement, still shivering from the cold as his temperature still continues to drop. Dan was beginning to hallucinate,and once again, began seeing double, triple and quadruple. Dan knew that he was mutating again. Wanting no one to see what he has become, Dan used his remaining amount of strength to crawl behind a trash dump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dan's exoskeleton was forming again, and he became vermillion in color. The helmet spouted, and he became Ipisman once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Ugh, not now! I need to find Chino!" Said Ipisman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ipisman used his brand new wings to fly out of the area. He used his super-vision to track down Chino. In a matter of seconds, Ipisman found Chino hiding behind a couple of trash cans in a tight alley. Ipisman flew down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Who are you! I didn't want the Chem Lab to explode! Leave me alone...or else!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Screamed Chino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ipisman, still surprised of Chino yelling, replied, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Chino, I know you, you would not do such a thing...or did you? Tell me Chino! I need to know!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ipisman knew that the explosion had something to do with his mutation. He would really want to know what happened, but Chino persisted on telling it's not his fault. Ipisman then drew a blade from his arm, unconciously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;No! I don't want to hurt Chino! What am I doing?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;You are weak Dan, this is how to draw some answers! You need to threaten him a little, you see!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;No! Stop it! Stop!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Hmph! You don't need to see this if you don't want to! Get lost!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And Ipisman took absolute control of Dan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chino started to tremble with fear, as Dan's alter ego took over and pointed the blade on Chino's head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Don't kill me! It's NOT MY FAULT! LEAVE ME ALONE!", Chino yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The place suddenly began to heat up. The steel garbage cans Chino was lying on began to melt. Something's not right, Ipisman thought. He looked at Chino, and was shocked to see steam bursting out of Chino's pores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"It's not my fault! I told you to leave me alone! Now you're just pissing me off!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Uttered Chino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A bright light suddenly engulfed the alley. Just before Ipisman knew it, Chino disappeared and a mysterious figure appeared infront of him, pointing a blade, this time in Ipisman's head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"How does it feel to be in my place? Not so good eh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Who...are you? Where's the other kid?&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"You're dumb. Don't you see?! Chino and Troy are now one!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ipisman was shocked. It was not Chino he was facing anymore. It was pale, green, and had a tail. His hair resembles that of Chino, and standing near him would be enough to make you tremble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"That explosion killed Troy, but I got something better!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"I wanted to make Troy live forever by altering his genes, but instead, I caused a deadly chain reaction that blew up the Chem Lab. When I woke up, Troy was gone. I stood up, looking at my feet. They were different. They were green and scaly. I hurriedly rushed out of the remains of the lab and ran as far as I can. I looked at myself. I am one with Troy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The story made all things clear. Chino caused the explosion, which turned both of them that way, and it hapened all at the same time. It was a curse they had to bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Enough of this, now you know how I feel! I feel...exhilirated! And be proud, because you are the first one to try the fire of Dragon Katol!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Katol opened his palm, and concentrated his energy on it. Fire suddenly bursted out. He pointed on Ipisman, and blasted a heat wave, which rendered Ipisman out cold. Katol felt the PNP coming. He figured they must have seen the bright light when he morphed. He concentrated energy in his feet and blasted away, out of sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dan woke up in a hospital bed. He could not remember anything that hapened the night before. He could not remember Katol or anything that happened to him. All he remembered was taking to Chino, and fighting for control with Ipisman. Dan lied down on his bed again, tired from the moprhing process. He took a newspaper and read the headline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Explosion in Quezon City; 1 Wounded, Origin still unknown" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30680993-8026309765292679862?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/8026309765292679862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=8026309765292679862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/8026309765292679862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/8026309765292679862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2007/06/chapter-3-at-same-time.html' title='Chapter 3: At The Same Time...'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30680993.post-8513522068313601207</id><published>2007-06-29T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T09:23:25.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ipisman V.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i135/betablizk/ipisforblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i135/betablizk/ipisforblog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i135/betablizk/ShadedIpis.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/30680993-8513522068313601207?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/8513522068313601207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=8513522068313601207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/8513522068313601207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/8513522068313601207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2007/06/ipisman-v2.html' title='Ipisman V.2'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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-30680993.post-7525090391480856942</id><published>2007-06-29T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T19:26:06.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By Popular Demand,</title><content type='html'>I am finally digging up this blog from its grave, and I'll start posting once again after a long hiatus. I have also proof-read my latest posts, and re-editted my header pic, (finally) so it's less hassle for the people who fix the wrong grammar in their minds. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30680993-7525090391480856942?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/7525090391480856942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=7525090391480856942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/7525090391480856942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/7525090391480856942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2007/06/by-popular-demand.html' title='By Popular Demand,'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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-30680993.post-2626417851994607720</id><published>2007-02-14T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T19:29:13.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAPTER 2: ipisMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucbM1_w62_c/RdLlVIzedaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ExDcop53THU/s1600-h/ipisman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031335885029668258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucbM1_w62_c/RdLlVIzedaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ExDcop53THU/s320/ipisman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The heat subsided. Dan felt something acting up deep inside his bowels once again. He knew something was not right. He began to recall what had happened in the past, that made him this way. He flashed back Ateneo, his lessons, his friends, his teachers, the chemistry lab, a couple of suspicious characters, his job, McDonalds, slipping in a puddle, eating a cockroach, waking up home..."wait." He suddenly blurted out. Chemistry lab, a couple of suspicious characters, a cockroach that caused abnormal bowel movements... "Something IS not right" he figured. He fixed up the pieces, and he formed a conlusion. The cockroach he ate was radioactive. He remembered visiting the chemistry lab to examine the architectural design of the place. As he strolled across the narrow pavements of the lab, Dan was amazed on what he saw. A cockroach, yellow in color, was flying around a small cage. Dan veered his head closer to the cage to be able to see more of this creature he had never seen before. He was amazed. This cockroach was agile, unlike any other cockroach he saw. It was strong, so strong that when it beats it wings, it creates shockwaves that was distributed inside the cage. He was awestrucked. Dan read the nameplate on the cage. "Cockroach Beta 1.7, specimen #82, UNSTABLE! Keep away from outside..." As Dan was finishing reading the plate, two unfamiliar faces then barged in the lab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"GET OUT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE! THIS IS TOP SECRET INFORMATION YOU ARE DEALING WITH!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the people yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh, um, i'm sorry. I was just here to examine the architectural design of the Chem lab. I was looking around..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan replies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hmph. Nonetheless, get your face out of here. &lt;em&gt;Marami pa kaming gagawin...na hindi dapat makita ng ibang tao...&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan hurriedly rushed out of the room, in fear of what the two might do to Dan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yes! that cockroach I ate, must be the cockroach I saw in the..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan dropped on the ground, grasping his stomach. He began seeing double, trpile, quadruple, until suddenly he began seeing distant objects, and also bacteria. He began hearing things he had not heard before, like the eerie screams of the insects, and the yells of bats. He was sweating cold liquid out his body. His skin was discoloring, turning into a vermillion as he continued on grasping his stomach in pain. He grew a thick shell in his chest, arms, and legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Uurrrkkk...whats happening...WHAT'S HAPPENING!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He sprouted wings in his back. It flapped conituously as Dan's pain continuously rises, until suddenly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The pain stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan stood up, wondering on what's hapening. He began walking around the house. It had a different feeling now. He doesn't feel the constant pain when he walkes on his calluses. He does'nt feel tired after jogging around. He felt like a new man. He walked around, and stopped on a mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He wondered who he was looking at. It wasn't that ordinary, average guy he's had seen through the mirror for all those years anymore. It was an alien-like creature, with a helmet, similar to a cockroach's. It was yellow and had wings, and it had an exoskeleton, fiery enough to scare even the toughest of SWAT teams. This "alien" was Dan now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Unstable...so this was what it meant. I'm one with the cockroach now..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"I am...IPISMAN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30680993-2626417851994607720?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/2626417851994607720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=2626417851994607720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/2626417851994607720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/2626417851994607720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2007/02/chapter-2-ipisman.html' title='CHAPTER 2: ipisMAN'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucbM1_w62_c/RdLlVIzedaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ExDcop53THU/s72-c/ipisman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30680993.post-117126979171695787</id><published>2007-02-12T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T16:50:31.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilot Ipisman Comic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i135/betablizk/IPISDan.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i135/betablizk/Ipisman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Click here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As promised, I bring to you the pilot comic of my own Ipisman series. If you guys have read the posts on my old blog, then you would'nt be too far away. For those who didn't, this would be a nice opportunity for you to know the story. This story revolves about Dan, the main character. He became Ipisman after eating a Bio-Roach, which happened to escape because of 2 fools who sabotaged the Ateneo Chemistry Lab. Ahh, just read it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry i couldn't put the comic in the site. It was way to big for my blog space to handle. I'll just put a link here, But I'll put a little previews! Look down:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="401" alt="" src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i135/betablizk/IPISDan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is Dan. The Hero.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="244" alt="" src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i135/betablizk/ectophaseactivate.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is Dan transforming to Ipisman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cool huh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30680993-117126979171695787?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/117126979171695787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=117126979171695787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/117126979171695787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/117126979171695787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2007/02/pilot-ipisman-comic.html' title='Pilot Ipisman Comic!'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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-30680993.post-117103244941966579</id><published>2007-02-09T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T16:35:17.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big-eared Rat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a group of intelligent animals, all of which handle the business around their biosphere. they are being led by a peculiar creature, a duck. She was loved by all, and her little helpers did all they could to get her happy. The duck's most loved assistant was a rat. This rat was not cute in appearance, actually, he had a pair of large ears, and each ear was big enough to cover a whole cake saucer. This appearance nver changed the ducks look on him. They had a lot of good times together. They enjoyed their work, gathering up tiny bits of facts all around their surroundings, interviewing the small animal life, the ants, bees, and crickets, to the large ones, the tigers, lions, and eagles. They were very successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The duck had a superior. She was an ancient lizard, who lived for hundreds of years. She walked upright, as if human, and she was the wisest of them all. The superior then called a meeting. But this meeting was no ordinary meeting. It was an important case regarding an imbalance in the biosphere. The meet was held in the nest of the pidgeon. The pidgeon was a very useful animal, for he is there to help at times when the group feels a lot of pressure. His nest houses a lot of space, big enough for the whole group to fit and stay the night. There, all the group members came and spent the night, working their wits off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The group then started to discuss about the problem of the biosphere. It was highly confidential, and if the information they were talking about hapens to slip, then the whole group's works, files, and the data will be rejected by the Octopus and the Curly Chimp, who were the heads of the bioshpere. The rat, having a relation with the Octopus, started to listen to the conversation. He had a plan to drop the whole group, and start one of his own. Using his big ears, he picked up every bit of information he could from the conversation. he later told the whole story to his superior, the Capibara. The Capibara was furious. He punished the group for the deeds they commited...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The group was startled. They knew that every member had an oath of loyalty to the group, thus everyone will be trusted NOT to release any word about ANY conversation. They held a tribunal regarding this, and one member was found guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Rat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They trusted the rat. The rat disobeyed the rule, to start his own group which will overthrow his old one. He broke his bond with his best friend, the duck, for his own will. He failed to be a good member of his own group where he was loved and respected, even in the way he was. Greed and power took over him, and he also had the apetite for destruction, for the group later found out that the rat was planning to destroy the group base to destroy any work done by them. The rat was punished badly for what he has done. He was exiled to a marsh where anyone who enters, shall never get out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The rat was never heard of...again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30680993-117103244941966579?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/117103244941966579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=117103244941966579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/117103244941966579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/117103244941966579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2007/02/big-eared-rat.html' title='The Big-eared Rat.'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30680993.post-117094129885159076</id><published>2007-02-08T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T21:28:18.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Quiz Bee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"One last time, for old times sake" I said to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; really dont remember the last time I joined a math quiz bee, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont even remember joining a quiz bee in my whole high school life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then came the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was half-late in school. Thh bell rang, and i was rushing to my class. I found out that it was the eliminations for the prestigious Math Quiz Bee. I took the test like i would normally would, and just hope for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My best was not good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got a 6/10, which was 2 points below the top scoer in our class, who got 8/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All hail EJ bagacina. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The next day came, again, half-late. I hurried to my class and in great surprise, i was in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was in a team of three:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AJ Sarmiento (I got 6/10)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luigi Victorio(he got 7/10)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;EJ Bagacina(All Hail. he got 8/10)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It starts tomorrow, from 8 to 10 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lets just hope for the best and watch out for further posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And i'll be posting the pilot comic of my own Ipisman series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome to my WORLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30680993-117094129885159076?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/117094129885159076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=117094129885159076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/117094129885159076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/117094129885159076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2007/02/math-quiz-bee.html' title='Math Quiz Bee.'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30680993.post-117049996817386497</id><published>2007-02-03T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T21:29:55.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem by me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left the Fall,&lt;br /&gt;Escaped the Ball,&lt;br /&gt;Your mourning doll,&lt;br /&gt;Left so small…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying, Weeping,&lt;br /&gt;Then you came,&lt;br /&gt;Asked: “Why Darling?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My dreams disturbed,&lt;br /&gt;You keep calling”&lt;br /&gt;Dazed, awakened, conscience&lt;br /&gt;Hoarding.&lt;br /&gt;My little soul,&lt;br /&gt;Forever dozing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look down, your cold&lt;br /&gt;Sweet heart, sold&lt;br /&gt;To Hades, he has hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, Breathe, each&lt;br /&gt;Smog you Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;He left you in that&lt;br /&gt;Case, set forth beneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape, Escape, please,&lt;br /&gt;Dare to Escape&lt;br /&gt;I am here, waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Till time, to date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you think?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30680993-117049996817386497?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/117049996817386497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=117049996817386497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/117049996817386497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/117049996817386497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2007/02/poem-by-me.html' title='A poem by me.'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30680993.post-115244208919570090</id><published>2006-07-09T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T21:01:19.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1: IPISDAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA! i'm finally posting episode 1 of chapter 1! WOOOOOOOOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm, i wonder if anyone would actually read this, but i really would wish someone would...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ANYWAYS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before i made this, remember when my scanner broke? (check my last post)...well it caused a chain reaction and broke my printer as well. So the not-so-ordinary dude will usually check what's wrong with it...so i checked what's wrong with it...(that did'nt sound right...haha) I scanned thru all those dusty wires...then..haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was really out of reality for 2 seconds or so when i saw what caused my printer and scanner to break...IT WAS A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;COCKROACH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha, a dead cockroach was jammed between the gears of the printer belt (btw, i use a printer-scanner, in case ur wondering why the cockroach caused a chain reaction..hehe)It was really ironic..hehe...anywayz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LETS GET ON TO CHAPTER 1: EPISODE 1!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i135/betablizk/IPISDan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" height="653" alt="" src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i135/betablizk/IPISDan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once upon a time, in a land not so far way, (probably near the university belt) lived a not-so-ordinary dude, with a not-so-ordinary life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His name is DAN. He's a 20 year-old dude who ran away from home after some incident he had with his family. He was forced to live alone in an apartment near the Ateneo De Manila University, which is also where he went to school. He's taking Architecture there. If you're wondering how does he pay for his tuition, he works in McDonalds as his part-time job. That way, he gets free lunch and also money enough to pay for his college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan is now on his final year in college. He's like so freaked out about it. Little does he know that his way of life is going to change on this final year of his. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a Thursday, and Dan is working in his Lunchtime shift in Mcdo. He was assigned to cleaning duties. He really didn't mind on where he was assigned. For the next few minutes, he was just cleaning up after little fries on the floor, to grains of rice on the table, until some dude spilled some soda on the floor. Without hesitation, Dan went to clean the soda.He was in hurry, since classes are about to resume. He grabbed the mop and quickly walked to the soda spill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On another side of the story, in ateneo, 2 dudes on crack where doing stuff in the Biology lab in the said college. Obviously, anyone on crack would mess up, and so they did. They blew a hole in the wall due to some unstable reaction. All the caged insects escaped, including those that are genetically altered. One of those was a cockroach. The cockroach escaped the campus and was instantly aroused by the air coming out of the vents of ateneo (btw, lemme say it again, im also aroused by this smell...uhhh *drools*). The cockroached found a way into the fast-food chain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to Dan, he was, like is said, hurrying to the spill, until suddenly, he slipped. He fell to the ground on his rump and he screamed in pain, because he had a pimple on his butt. He screamed to the top of his lungs, until a cockroach entered his mouth and was accidentally swallowed. Dan screamed even more and then eventually passed out. The next thing he knew it, he already in school. His friends brought him back, luckily. Dan really did'nt remember on what happened that lunch time. He just lived his life normally, as he used to live his life, until one day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He was in his dorm, when his stomach started to feel bad. He rushed to the toilet and crapped like hell. He was so relieved after doing so...then he felt something weird. After the cocroach was digested, all its genetic materials were able to enter the body of Dan, and eventually clinged to his DNA. He was starting to heat up, and starting to worry... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WOOT WATCH OUT FOR EPISODE 2!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&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/30680993-115244208919570090?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/115244208919570090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=115244208919570090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/115244208919570090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/115244208919570090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2006/07/chapter-1-episode-1ipis-dan.html' title='Chapter 1: IPISDAN'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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-30680993.post-115234454127286367</id><published>2006-07-08T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T19:21:24.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Scanner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Crap.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was like in the middle of scanning the new Ipisman pics for chapter 1, then i was rudely interrupted by an error in the computer...THE SCANNER BROKE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well anyway, i can't think of anything to blog right now...cuz i was really looking forward to posting chapter 1;episode 1...hehe i guess i have to wait next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;lemme tell u guys a small piece of the story(i sometimes base the story on my daily happenings)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It all begins with a dude who works in the Mcdonalds Katipunan Branch...next to the Kostka school and ateneo..haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like i said, NEXT TO ATENEO...so there' these dudes who's been doing weird xperiments in the bio lab in ateneo, and..yup...they messed up...so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's this genetically altered cockroach that escaped the lab and was attracted to the exhaust of the mcdonalds( i love that smell too btw)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe well that's about for the small preview haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;just watch out for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30680993-115234454127286367?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/115234454127286367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=115234454127286367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/115234454127286367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/115234454127286367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2006/07/broken-scanner.html' title='Broken Scanner'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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-30680993.post-115209869602600293</id><published>2006-07-05T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T19:21:48.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kalaban ng Ipis at Lamok...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm..I usually see the Filipino People as a...&lt;br /&gt;cockroach...a cockroach has the ability to survive even in intense circumstances...&lt;br /&gt;crap man.. I wish i was a cockroach...then I'd be invincible..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tha'ts why I made Ipisman.(Check my last post!) He symbolizes our average Filipinoes, who survive through hard times...but for every person, there will be a destined antagonist...like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;DRAGON KATOL..."tepok ang lamok"...at ipis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4896/3295/320/Dragon%20Katol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I often see this dude as our government...who burns away all our life slowly, burns away all our earnings, and ..uhh you know the deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry for the sad attempt to try to copy Sasuke's Chidori..crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh. Well it looks good anyway...for me...(I don't mind crappy comments about it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh...I think I wanna post a small fiction about the Adventures of Ipisman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess that's all for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/30680993-115209869602600293?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/115209869602600293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=115209869602600293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/115209869602600293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/115209869602600293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2006/07/kalaban-ng-ipis-at-lamok.html' title='Kalaban ng Ipis at Lamok...'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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-30680993.post-115209794488224656</id><published>2006-07-05T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T19:22:09.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet IPISMAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What's brown, hard to kill, and is always there wherever you go?&lt;br /&gt;Eh? Yup, it's the common cockroach.&lt;br /&gt;But now i bring you the next generation of superheroes inspired by the very pest we're talking 'bout... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I BRING TO YOU, IPISMAN!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4896/3295/320/IPIS%20MAN%20BETA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I made this guy up out of boredom, but then, i actually found out a good use of him.&lt;br /&gt;We just studied about the greek homer and hesiod crap, and i read about the satrical dudes...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Just thought of doing something out of it with this guy...&lt;br /&gt;Feel to guess on who i'm striking my following posts to :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way...&lt;br /&gt;Ipisman is a sad attempt to replicate the Mask Rider of our childhood.&lt;br /&gt;Oh the good old days... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel free to copy-paste it and sell it on e-bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30680993-115209794488224656?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/115209794488224656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=115209794488224656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/115209794488224656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/115209794488224656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2006/07/meet-ipisman.html' title='Meet IPISMAN!'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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-30680993.post-115209707880586719</id><published>2006-07-05T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T19:22:28.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOT! BLOGGER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;heh. i got a blogger account hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;...i guess that's all for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30680993-115209707880586719?l=garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/feeds/115209707880586719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30680993&amp;postID=115209707880586719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/115209707880586719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30680993/posts/default/115209707880586719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garahe-ni-aj.blogspot.com/2006/07/woot-blogger.html' title='WOOT! BLOGGER!'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07101723743476512015</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>
