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Tuesday, June 9, 2009



This one's so funny. I found this game on a certain game site then tried it out for fun. It computes the compatibility rate of two people. To my surprise, this was the result!

Because I thought that that rate was too high, I tried it again with another game with the same functions, and this was the result:



The results were so high that it would be incredible. 95% and 97%? Haha. I honestly want to believe in this, but this is just a game, you know. Imagine if this is true, then... :) Hahaha! So much for mushy thoughts!Ü

Such a childish deed. I remember doing this when I was in high school and elementary. Students are so fund of doing this or other love testing stuff like FLAMES or MASH just so they know if they are compatible with their crushes. (Well, I do both to ensure maximum accuracy. Lol.) Don't come clean, I bet you do these things too.XD

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

search engines are on!

I'm searching. No, scratch that. I have been searching, that is. I have been searching for what I want. I'm not satisfied for where I am at. (I'm talking about my course.) Feeling ko di ko kakayanin ang comsci. This is not for me. I'm not good at this. Para lang sa mga halimaw ang course na to, and I'm not one of them.

Gusto kong mag-shift. But as usual, I'm still not sure. Gusto ko sanang mag-DevCom. I heard that they have a subject about photography. I love photography, kahit wala kaming cam. I love taking pictures in various angles. The only problem that I see if I would take that risk is that I'm not good in writing. Hirap ako pagdating sa pagsusulat. I'm not an inborn writer, so I won't be surprised kung nachachakahan ka sa mga posts ko dito.

Ang gulo. I'm still weighing things up. I'm thinking how would end up if I pursue my current course or if I will pursue my second plan. Pero syempre, I have to consult my parents about it. Besides, they are one's who's spending money for my matriculation.

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Things I wanted to say if you were still listening. Why? What did I do? Is it my skin? My personality? My attitude? Is it because I don'...