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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>A self-absorbed college student who is fond of cheesecakes.</description><title>A Wee Bit Personal</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @bogartini)</generator><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a057dfb6d795792076571ae00f972506/tumblr_mm8z0sPUBo1spjn7ao1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/49918680745</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/49918680745</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 14:27:42 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Dove hired a forensic artist to draw how women see themselves...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XpaOjMXyJGk?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dove hired a forensic artist to draw how women see themselves versus how others see them - the results are moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/48102511595</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/48102511595</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 13:00:38 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3980349792ab3f046c41a0d68bf59fa8/tumblr_mg6ewu70xF1ry6msio1_400.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/48032182196</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/48032182196</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 18:12:51 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>So far, this summer has been pretty boring. All I did was to watch Fairy Tail (which is a very good...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So far, this summer has been pretty boring. All I did was to watch Fairy Tail (which is a very good anime by the way) and to contemplate whenever I&amp;#8217;m left alone in the house. The same, repetitive cycle just seems to make me feel so unproductive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The loneliness our home brings without almost anybody but my grandfather and cousin consumes me, just like what darkness does to a room once it&amp;#8217;s light has been taken off.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways, I shall stop dramatizing about all of these shit I&amp;#8217;m feeling. I guess all I need right now is someone to talk to, which is another problem, to be honest. I assume this is because I constantly keep myself away from people. This is due to the poor treatment most people have given me way back in elementary and high school.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But in return, I feel so lonely and so empty. As if I have no idea what more can I do with my life. &lt;span&gt;Oops. Okay, I shall go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/48031823656</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/48031823656</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 17:59:14 +0800</pubDate><category>sorry :))</category></item><item><title>Lord, bakit po ang gwapo ni Mikael Daez? :(</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Lord, bakit po ang gwapo ni Mikael Daez? :(&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46841633730</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46841633730</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 2013 20:06:17 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Me: seriously though its time to pull my shit together&#13;</title><description>Me: seriously though its time to pull my shit together&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me *7 months later: seriously though its time to pull my shit together</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46664193857</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46664193857</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Mar 2013 19:43:02 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Talent shows right now.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/de3f2d099565ae75af26ac5e41090d37/tumblr_mkep5jXGCG1qjubsmo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talent shows right now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46571643104</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46571643104</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Mar 2013 13:12:55 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>I’ve come to eat you.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7972d096fe3809428b80ba7318734e30/tumblr_mkctydbm7B1qjubsmo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve come to eat you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46485691438</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46485691438</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Mar 2013 13:01:25 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>My boredom right now signals how bored I will be this coming summer. Pssh.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My boredom right now signals how bored I will be this coming summer. Pssh.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46315986255</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46315986255</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Mar 2013 12:41:08 +0800</pubDate></item><item><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_46315559331" src="http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46315559331/audio_player_iframe/bogartini/tumblr_memg97yQnZ1rhvqsc?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fbogartini%2F46315559331%2Ftumblr_memg97yQnZ1rhvqsc" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="85"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_memqkmpXCs1qdex8a.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46315559331</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46315559331</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Mar 2013 12:34:27 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>there is a difference between people who are smart and people who get good grades</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is a difference between people who are smart and people who get good grades&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46315084404</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46315084404</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Mar 2013 12:27:29 +0800</pubDate><category>true</category></item><item><title>So my young, little bitch (Martina) is pregnant. I actually think of it as an early and unwanted...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So my young, little bitch (Martina) is pregnant. I actually think of it as an early and unwanted pregnancy because it seems that only half a year has just passed since we adopted her from a neighbor. Too bad she got into sex that early (I think she was raped too).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways, our household feels apprehensive right now for she kept on scratching the ground as if she&amp;#8217;s signaling that there&amp;#8217;s this desperate need to find a shelter for her puppies. And the bad thing is, our kitchen might become a mess if she inevitably goes into labor while waiting for her food. That would not be nice.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46065365202</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/46065365202</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Mar 2013 20:03:30 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>I don’t want hot sauce, I tell the waitress, I want a sauce with a great personality</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I don’t want hot sauce, I tell the waitress, I want a sauce with a great personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/45535975841</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/45535975841</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Mar 2013 07:13:21 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/51545425fd2b658c36591e8be8b9e8fe/tumblr_mfpsegnl211qfrrv2o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/45020650772</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/45020650772</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Mar 2013 21:14:22 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Defying (or conforming to) change</title><description>&lt;p&gt;As the saying goes, the only thing that is constant in this world is change. Just look at our climate these days. When I was a child, the days before summer were all sunny and not as rainy as it is right now. But despite these inevitable changes, here&amp;#8217;s a list of things that I would try hard to maintain and preserve.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;My Blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One should realize that keeping a blog is vitally important to the evaluation of one&amp;#8217;s self. Back reading your previous posts make you realize several things about yourself before- a feat that you cannot just get by sitting on the couch as you watch American Idol.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This blog may not be permanent, for I plan on relocating my blog on other platforms such as word press and the like. But the thing is, I&amp;#8217;ve decided that blogging shall be something that I would preserve as much as possible despite my busy schedule.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;My passion for food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Although my reason for enrolling in the course of Food technology seems to be shallow (I enrolled because I love to make and eat food), I believe this passion I have might fuel my desire to excel in my chosen field. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Keeping this passion may be costly, but I&amp;#8217;ll never stop buying &lt;em&gt;Yummy magazine &lt;/em&gt;and mastering my chosen course until food becomes something of no value. That&amp;#8217;s how I love food. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;My pursuit for continuous learning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well this one&amp;#8217;s hard to maintain. Like any student, I always dread hell weeks and is undeniably happy when summer break comes. I stuff myself with mediocrity when laziness kicks in, and struggles to wake himself out of bed for 7 am classes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But once learning becomes an enjoyable process, I love bathing myself in it. The feeling you get from understanding several things around you not only gives you a sense of self-fulfillment, it also gives you some sort of an idea what you are capable of achieving with your newly acquired knowledge.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Many things come and go, but these are the things I would strive hard to stay with me.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/44448542511</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/44448542511</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Mar 2013 20:07:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Running away from the past</title><description>&lt;p&gt;If you&amp;#8217;re like me, who likes to type his own name on google, you might have encountered some pages you incidentally wrote when you were still young. Those were the days when being a &lt;em&gt;jejemon &lt;/em&gt;was considered cool; and life seemed to be so slow as our dial-up modem. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I found my multiply page, and laughed upon what I saw:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/d8e322663317622097ec7b2067d6435a/tumblr_inline_mj2wxw0rp61qz4rgp.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;My frequent use of ellipsis, and my irrelevant &amp;#8216;hihi&amp;#8217; and &amp;#8216;ehehe&amp;#8217; in between my sentences just bothered me so much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But what bothered me the most was that five years ago, my problems were not as different.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Apparently, the only thing that changed about me was my physical appearance and not my view towards my identity. I remained as this guy who continuously denies himself to avoid rejection in the society; I was still the little kid whose identity lies on what others would say, instead of deciding something for himself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The past can teach you many things, and therefore, is not something that you should run away from. A fragment of my past as written in my multiple page reminded me that change is something that one cannot just wait to happen; instead, it is a personal decision.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, we should learn to stop waiting for nothing. I&amp;#8217;m not saying that we should always hurry without letting time do its part. What I&amp;#8217;m pointing out is, there is a big difference from waiting because you know you&amp;#8217;ve done something, and waiting for some divine intervention without your involvement.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/44446929644</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/44446929644</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Mar 2013 19:17:26 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>As my life progresses in the university, I suddenly find myself searching for &amp;#8216;meaning&amp;#8217;....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;As my life progresses in the university, I suddenly find myself searching for &amp;#8216;meaning&amp;#8217;. My first semester mainly revolved on finding friends, and gaining popularity. But fortunately, I gave up on it. I stopped snapping photos of myself on my phone and laptop, and though I still seek for more friends in the university, I somehow gave up the fact that I&amp;#8217;ll find someone who can turn things around for me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But now, I started finding life&amp;#8217;s meaning in academics. All I&amp;#8217;m concerned this semester was maintaining my current standing, and once again, I feel that I&amp;#8217;m falling short. My first exams were great, but the following exams, I think, were either mediocre or even failing. It just seems that everything I chased for, runs away too far that I can&amp;#8217;t even catch it anymore.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now, I find myself lost in the ideals of the world. Having no idea what I really wanted to achieve, and having no sense of direction with what to do with my life. My confusion with regards to my gender, and my life&amp;#8217;s meaning has further intensified. And unfortunately, I&amp;#8217;ve got no one to help me in discovering the answers to my confusions. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Life seems to be harsh on me right now. It just doesn&amp;#8217;t seem to show for I suppress my problems most of the time. But when will the time come when I don&amp;#8217;t need to do this just to ease the pain?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/43793923559</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/43793923559</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2013 18:01:39 +0800</pubDate><category>okay okay</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/5f8525481d4507b15a0b4a3a1546eabf/tumblr_migksefX8D1qjd31vo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/43643317512</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/43643317512</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2013 21:51:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>My first Feb Fair ever</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Aside from being butt hurt from this &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=4716668193199&amp;amp;set=o.326350678368&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;relevant_count=1&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; I&amp;#8217;ve read on overheard, I can&amp;#8217;t help but feel thankful that I get to study in a university where everyone, as rad as they are, still remains humble and at most times, underestimated by campuses in the city.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Putting those sentiments aside, spending the night with my high school classmates surely is the best way to enjoy it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/977e285d42a2760f55bd2e6c043a5b90/tumblr_inline_mib0f7c0pE1qz4rgp.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;From left to right: Me, Joyce, and Dexter. Trolling at the stairs near Raymundo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;With sore feet we came to Freedom Park&amp;#8217;s wet grass, and saw the large crowd with us. During this fair, I realized everyone&amp;#8217;s welcome to the campus- including &lt;em&gt;jejemons. &lt;/em&gt;Yes, they&amp;#8217;re just all over the place, feeling they have the swag and all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The first thing we went to was the Ferris wheel, infamous for making people scream, wherein fact the ride should be as subtle as the one in Enchanted Kingdom. But it was not. My first ride to that Ferris wheel was filled with screams, draining the air out of my lungs. It was very fast! Almost as fast as the roller coaster! Haha!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/6afbd8e2df8c872e6177cbc76e6f5159/tumblr_inline_mib152Tvpw1qz4rgp.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;From left to right: Joyce, Me, and Kris.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;After that tiring ride, went to a shooting game and unconsciously spent more than a hundred just to win this stuffed toy I&amp;#8217;m caressing on the photo. We named him &lt;em&gt;Feb fair, &lt;/em&gt;as a remembrance of the money we have wasted, and of course, the memories we had for our first feb fair.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well before winning the stuffed toy, we went to Men&amp;#8217;s Dorm (which is by the way, an all-girls dormitory) for their open house event. During normal days, the dormitory&amp;#8217;s security is very strict- not allowing any guys (even the dormers&amp;#8217; fathers!) to infiltrate their haven. So since they have given us the chance to visit our friends there, we milked every minute of our stay there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/fab0d5cfba938f2bd1a423b3f88eaf75/tumblr_inline_mib1juvwVP1qz4rgp.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;From left to right: Dexter, Kris, Me, Joyce, and Elaine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At last! We managed to fit all of ourselves in one picture. Thanks to the random girl who took this!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So after that first night during the Feb Fair, we waited for Friday to witness Silent Sanctuary perform live. And during this day we were also able to meet the two guys I admire on Tumblr. First was Jerard Eusebio, who was recognized by my friend.We were very nervous to say hi to him but fortunately, he was not snobbish as I thought he would be. He was actually very kind! And then we have Sir Daryl Pasion, a professor in UPLB, to whom I said a brief &amp;#8216;hi&amp;#8217;. After those two meetings, I was really on cloud nine. Like seriously.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/5a8234a5b0c4112c9f3cba8a481f90b7/tumblr_inline_mib201f0tx1qz4rgp.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After waiting for hours, we finally heard Silent Sanctuary sing live and it was awesome! But being as cranky as I am, I complained about my back aches and sore feet during that time. Nevertheless, the music&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; compensated for my complaints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So that was it! Although I spent Valentine&amp;#8217;s with nobody else but my classmates, I get to enjoy the things I currently have. I also get to have new experiences like struggling to get through the locked Raymundo gate because we went home way too late from our curfew!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/43215212038</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/43215212038</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2013 17:05:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>A Valentine's with the Inanimate</title><description>&lt;p&gt;If you’re like me, who has decided to spend my Valentine’s with the inanimate, I assume you don’t even know if someone ever thought of spending this day with you. We all have fancied of getting a boquet of flowers from our crushes (well, I presume only girls fancy this) or of eating &lt;em&gt;Ferrero Rocher&lt;/em&gt; chocolates from a heart-shaped, crystal case. And as usual, we always end up getting nothing unless you buy one for yourself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When we think of Valentine&amp;#8217;s day, the infamous boyfriend-girlfriend or boyfriend-boyfriend (let&amp;#8217;s include the girlfriend-girlfriend too) combo comes to our minds. The idea that love can only be witnessed to the ones elaborately expressing it (through cheesy words and gifts) is completely wrong for I believe, Valentine&amp;#8217;s should also celebrate the other relationships that we have.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Friendship should serve as an example. I&amp;#8217;m not talking about celebrating being &lt;em&gt;friendzoned &lt;/em&gt;this Valentine&amp;#8217;s; I would just like to say that the boyfriend-girlfriend relationship is not the only reason to spend our Valentine&amp;#8217;s day. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We all have friends, right? So although we cannot receive some cheesy gifts from them; at least, they can give us the best times of our lives, and the assurance of security- that they would always be there whenever you need them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But if you&amp;#8217;re like me who has stumbled in maintaining such relationship, I guess I know the answer why did it happen. Pride seemed to be so inviting as an answer, but the truth is, I feel I lacked commitment. Like in every relationship, friendship also entails commitment. And without it, the value of your friendship seems to be that of torn paper bills.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Have you ever wondered why do we have to spend this day with the inanimate- like the grass of Freedom park in UPLB, or the cheesecake that I&amp;#8217;m going to buy later? Maybe its because of our lack of commitment. Or maybe our fear of it. Whatever reason you may have, just pass by this Valentine&amp;#8217;s day until you learn doing so. And the time shall come when all of our fantasies shall come to play, in front of our very eyes.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/43071289259</link><guid>http://bogartini.tumblr.com/post/43071289259</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2013 19:30:10 +0800</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
