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Wednesday, December 06, 2006

DOHA DEFEAT (?)

We suck major ass. Seven days into the competition and still no medals for the SEA Games over-all champs, the Philippines. What's happening here? Halfway into the tourney and there's no sign of bragging rights which our athletes usually brings us. Our last Asead stint delivered us 3 golds and more silvers and bronzes, and there's STILL no sign of our team beating the bar we set four years ago.

The bowling team was a disappointment. Powerhouses C.J. Suarez, Paeng Nepomuceno and Biboy Rivera did not finish standing on the podiums, but instead bowing to surprise champs Malaysia, Singapore and get this, Saudi Arabia.

Although given that Chinese and Japanese tankers would dominate, Molina still gave us a teeny bit of hope by making it into the finals in his sport. Kudos to him. At least.


I was surprised to learn that we have a gymnast. He even made it to the finals of the vault amongst the more or less 300 competitors!

Live life.
Peace out.
We suck.



Entered The Dark Horizon At [9:08 PM] Sharp.

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The Leading Man

The Prologue

"A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort."

-Herm Albright
A symbolism of my new self. I tried to keep a part of the old me intact, but I realized it will ba a foolish thing to do, like a tree trying to grow - and on the process of growing it loses its aged bark, from which a lot of things not to be forgetten should fall and decay. I am growing, and this will be the encounters of my eternal uprising. Take a peek at my life. The Profile


Name: Arch D.
Nicknames: The Math Gunner
Birthday: October 9th
School: Univeristy of the Philippines, Diliman
Zodiac: Libra

The Backstage

Fave Drink: Nescafe Ice
Movie: V for Vendetta
Songs: Chasing Cars
Singer: Snow Patrol, Panic! at the Disco
Book: Atlas Shrugged

Game: Final Fantasy XII

The Supporting

Designer
Blogspot
Blogskins


The Contacts

E-mail:archie.dimaculangan@up.edu.ph
Phone: 09273452510

The Cast

  • mara
  • sara
  • cecile
  • khaye
  • davie
  • angz


  • The Script

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    The Reviews

    • 11/04/06
    • 11/05/06
    • 11/06/06
    • 11/07/06
    • 11/08/06
    • 11/09/06
    • 11/14/06
    • 11/19/06
    • 11/25/06
    • 12/06/06
    • 12/13/06


    • The Theme

        Get Up - Ciara Uh, yeah! Uh, ow! Uh, yeah! Ladies and Gentlemen, Ciara! You said, "Hi, my name is so-and-so, baby, can you tell me yours?" You look like you came to do one thing; set it off! I started on the left, then I had to take him to the right. He was out of breath, but he kept on dancin' all night. Keep tryin, oh baby, but you just can't break the feelin' inside. You know it, and I can see it in your eyes! You want me, smooth as a motha*. You was so undercover, by the way that you was watchin' me. Ooh, the way you look at me I'm feelin' you. I just can't help it, tryna keep it cool. I can feel it in the beat, when you do those thangs to me, don't let nothin' stop you. Mo-o-ove, ring the alarm, the clock is jumpin', now. So get up! I said, "Ciara's on your radio, everybody turn it up!" Spicy just like hot sauce. Careful, you might burn it up. You can do the poplock, ragtime, don't stop. That's the way you gotta get it to make ya body rock. Keep tryin, and maybe, but you just can't break the feelin' inside. You know it, 'cause I can see it in your eyes! You want me, smooth as a motha*. You was so undercover, by the way that you was watchin' me. Ooh, the way you look at me I'm feelin' you. I just can't help it, tryna keep it cool. I can feel it in the beat, when you do those thangs to me, don't let nothin' stop you. Mo-o-ove, ring the alarm, the clock is jumpin', now. So get up!