<?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-31120582</id><updated>2011-04-19T17:08:44.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aphotemed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aphot3m.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31120582/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aphot3m.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Aphotem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144565413316828612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h274/aphotem/untitled.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31120582.post-115486820595411433</id><published>2006-08-06T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T05:49:03.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Quezon at ang Matatag na Republika</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my loooooooooooooong piece...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I started practicing it last july 27(thursday)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the contest will be on August 7(that's monday!)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine a 10-day time limit to practice that piece? (10 days because aug.6 is my UPCAT)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well then, wish me luck!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pilipino’y natulog sa mahabang panahon. Walang naririnig, walang nalalaman. Nagmula sa kawalan, nakikita’y kadiliman. Lumuha ang bayan, buong lungkot na ini-luha ang kawawang kapalaran sa lupain niyang kawawa. Ang bandilang sagisag niya’y lukob ng dayong bandila; Pati wikang minana niya’y busabos ng ibang wika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula sa mahimbing na pagkakatulog, nakita ang liwanag. Narinig ang panaghoy ng mga pusong nagdurusa’t nasa kadiliman. Tinig na nagmamakaawa’t umaasang sa likod ng ulap ay may sisilay na liwanag. Liwanag na gagabay sa bawat Pilipino tungo sa tunay na pagsasarili at paglaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daan-daang taon na ang lumipas… Henerasyon sa henerasyon… Iniluwal ang isang Manuel Luis Quezon, ang unang Pangulo ng Pamahalaang Komonwelt noong taong Labing-siyam tatlumpo’t lima (1935) hanggang Labing-siyam apatnapu’t apat (1944), na ang minahalaga ay ang pagsasarili ng ating Republika. Isang tunay na estadista, itinuring na pinakadakilang lider na Pilipino, pinakamatapang, sinasabing isang Political Genius at hiyas ng ating lahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinipon ni Quezon ang lakas ng mga ilustradong Pilipino para magkaisa sa pakikipaglaban. Itinatag niya ang Triumvirate na “Quezon, Osmeña, Roxas” para sa iisang layunin. Sa pamamagitan ng Tydings-McDuffie Law ay nabigyan ng pahintulot ang mga Pilipino na magdaos ng Kombensiyong Konstitusyonal noong taong Labing-siyam tatlumpo’t apat (1934). At sa makasaysayang eleksiyon noong Noyembre Labing-lima, taong Labing-siyam tatlumpo’t lima (Nov. 15, 1935) ay nahalal na Pangulo si Manuel L. Quezon sa ilalim ng pamahalaang Komonwelt. Pangunahing layunin ng kaniyang pamahalaan ay ang pagtatanggol sa kalayaan ng estado at katarungang panlipunan. Hiningi niya ang pamatnubay ni Heneral Douglas MacArthur bilang tagapayo ng sandatahang lakas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinangunahan niya ang pagkakaroon ng Pambansang Depensa kaugnay ng pagnanais niyang maging matatag ang ating Republika, paghahanda para sa digmaang darating at pagpapahayag din na kaya na nating ipagtanggol ang kalayaan ng ating Republika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsesyon niya ang maitaguyod ang Katarungang Panlipunan kaya’t kinilalang “Ama ng Katarungang Panlipunan”. Pinangunahan ang bansa tungo sa hangad na pagsasarili. Dumanas ng di-birong hirap upang ipakipagtunggali ang katwiran, ipakipaglaban ang karapatan at ipagsanggalang ang tunay na katarungan ng kaniyang kababayan. Si Manuel Luis Quezon ang nagpasimuno upang tayong mga Pilipino ay makapamuhay ng malaya sa sariling bayan. Hindi siya natakot sa yaman at kapangyarihan ng mga Amerikano upang ipaglaban ang ating kasarinlan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layon niyang mapalayas ang mga higanteng walang karapatan dito. Kababaya’y makaalpas sa tanikalang gumagapos sa ating pangarap at karapatan. Lumabas sa hawla na ikinandado ng mga Kano na sa ating likod ay nagsamantala, nakapasan at nakaapak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inidolo at minahal ng bayan. Nasa kanyang panunungkulan ang isang bantayog ng pangarap, nasyonalismo at demokrasya na para sa Pilipino at tanging sa Pilipino lamang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinangaan din siya sa buong daigdig sa kanyang matapang at matatag na ideyalismong, “Mabuti pa ang gobyernong malaimpiyerno na pinalalakad ng mga Pilipino kaysa sa malalangit na pinalalakad ng mga dayuhan”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagpupunyaging magkaroon ng Wikang Pambansa, tinaguriang “Ama ng Wikang Pambansa” ang Pangulong Manuel Luis Quezon. Naniwala siyang ang puso’t diwa’y nangangailangan ng iisang wikang makapag-uugnay sa buong kapuluan. Hindi ba’t wika ang puwersang dadalisay sa ating kamalayang pamabansa. Kaya ang pagpapatibay ng ating wikang pambansa ay naganap noong Hunyo apat,taong labing-siyam apatnapu’t anim (jun. 4, 1946) na kasabay din ng pagbibigay ng kalayaan sa Pilipinas ng mga Amerikano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malinaw kay Quezon ang dapat patunguhan ng ating Republika. Kalayaan mula sa mga Amerikanong humahawak ng kapangyarihan. Pinatunayan niyang kaya ng Pilipinong pamahalaan ang ating sariling Republika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa panahong ito, nabuksan ang mga mata ng mga Pilipino mula sa pagkakatulog. Dati’y ang araw ay natatakpan ng maitim na ulap ngunit ngayon ay ngumingiti ang silahis ng araw. Dati’y gabi subalit ang dilim na nalalambungan ng ulap ay pinawi ng liwanag. “Ipaglaban ang kalayaan at katatagan ng Republika”, sigaw na sa puso’y nagmumula at nagbubuwis ng buhay kung kinakailangan. Ang tilamsik ng dugo ay hindi mahalaga kung ang kalayaan at katatagan ng Republika ang siyang pangarap, kung ang nasyonalismo ang siyang lunggati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabataan… nasa atin ang lakas at katalinuhan. Simulan natin ang pagbabago’t tayo’y maging mga bagong Quezon. Hanapin natin at isakatuparan ang pagbabago. Simulan ang pagbabago sa Republikang Pilipino. Tulung-tulong, kapit-kamay nating balikatin ang mga suliraning ating kinakaharap ngayon. Ang lahat ng ito’y ating malalampasan. Sabay-sabay nating tunguhin at tahakin ang daan tungo sa pagbabagong panlipunan at matatag na Republika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patunayan nating ang mga gawa’t tungkulin na iniwan ni Pangulong Manuel Luis Quezon ay kaya nating gampanan, na ang pangarap ay hindi manatiling isang pangarap lamang. Lumikha tayo ng bagong Republika. Isang matatag na Republikang walang dungis at hindi bulag sa katotohanan. Isang lipunang hindi mabubuwag ng anumang unos at kalamidad. Isang matatag na Republikang Pilipinong buo, puno ng pagkakaisa’t tigib ng pag-ibig sa bawat puso’t isipan ng sangkapilipinuhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(uhm,, I'm supposed to deliver this speech in seven minutes)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&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/31120582-115486820595411433?l=aphot3m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aphot3m.blogspot.com/feeds/115486820595411433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31120582&amp;postID=115486820595411433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31120582/posts/default/115486820595411433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31120582/posts/default/115486820595411433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aphot3m.blogspot.com/2006/08/si-quezon-at-ang-matatag-na-republika.html' title='Si Quezon at ang Matatag na Republika'/><author><name>The Aphotem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144565413316828612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h274/aphotem/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31120582.post-115355161592781784</id><published>2006-07-21T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T00:03:49.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why math?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I arrived at Ateneo, 9:20 am. I was about to attend a seminar in the audio-visual room, Faura hall. To my suprise, I saw mr. miguel karlo de jesus Masci's valedictorian in 2004. Inside the room, they introduced us to a deeper reason why we should Choose math as our course. There were six of us from masci; me, arvin, niño, tam, benjie and jean. The ateneo offers us 3 undergraduate degrees to choose from; BS Math, BS AMF, BS AMC. Each course offers us an edge over the others. The speakers were; PhD's, MS', Bank executives and math major students. One speaker even showed us one of the hand-held facilities that Ateneo offers, it was a simple hand-held device that took shape of a calculator. But wow!, what were the functions of that thing, imagine a casio calculator, it has 800 functions, a grphing calculator has 1500 functions, but that device has an aproximate number of functions of 10,000, imagine that. Somebody also discussed about the jobs we could get in if we graduate as a math major. Commonly, people think that Math majors become teachers. That is a fallacy, only a few number of them enter the field of education. Most of them enter the finance world; working as top executives, consultants, actuaries, all with high incomes. With the aid of the newest technologies, they can visualize and apply the concepts that were once a problem of the early mathematicians. Mathematicians have the edge over the other courses' graduates because they are more educated in solving problems in the finance world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So why math?,, hmm because I love math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31120582-115355161592781784?l=aphot3m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aphot3m.blogspot.com/feeds/115355161592781784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31120582&amp;postID=115355161592781784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31120582/posts/default/115355161592781784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31120582/posts/default/115355161592781784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aphot3m.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-math.html' title='Why math?'/><author><name>The Aphotem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144565413316828612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h274/aphotem/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31120582.post-115304974565313415</id><published>2006-07-16T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T04:48:06.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really don't feel good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;there is a small or rather tiny possibility that no classes will be held tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;that's fine with me, I really didn't dream of spending my money coming to school and leaving without getting anything (aside from a few laughs courtesy of my friends). What's expected for tomorrow?, (TLE) another diagramming exercise, (Physics) aw I forgot to re-write my exercises, (Filipino) I hate this part of the day, (lunch) do the vanity, (math) solve problems that are written on a piece of paper but tomorrow is Rbec day, right?, (Ad. Chem) All-day high with mind-puzzling equations, (English) maybe we'll use our clock once again?, (Humanities) "The Cask of Amontillado" I think I'm prepared for this one, am I?, (Com. Sci) Lectures I prefer, but I presume we'll have a quiz, (Health) a quiz?, an activity?, a report?,, better expect anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;What should I expect?, nothing really. Though I expect to have a simple conversation with somebody, I wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh another thing, Masci has its new principal. I forgot her first name but I expect that things in school would be tter than expected(please not worse, please). Wait, maybe there will be a welcome program tommorow?, maybe not. But maybe there will be a meeting about the MJP's, or a meeting of the coordinating council. Oh well then, I guess I love it when there's no classes for me any not for everybody... I don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;About the title of this post... yesterday, I drank some juice (don't make me describe the contents but I can assure its taste is good ), unluckily it was freezingly cold and what did I do?, I just slept. I woke up this morning with a sore throat, a bad cough and worse, a common cold... I feel better, but I don't feel good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31120582-115304974565313415?l=aphot3m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aphot3m.blogspot.com/feeds/115304974565313415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31120582&amp;postID=115304974565313415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31120582/posts/default/115304974565313415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31120582/posts/default/115304974565313415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aphot3m.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-really-dont-feel-good.html' title='I really don&apos;t feel good'/><author><name>The Aphotem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144565413316828612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h274/aphotem/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31120582.post-115287878775006018</id><published>2006-07-14T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T03:40:33.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of the Caribbean (my first post..)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;haay..,, nanood ako kanina ng Pirates of the Carribean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;maganda naman,, pero nagulat ako sa kinahantungan ng pelikula...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;it started when elizabeth was waiting for william(they were about to get married) , he arrived, but in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;that judge-headed guy told him that in exchange for his and elizabeth's freedom, william must bring back jack's compass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;mean while, jack escapes death (I call it like that because he literally came out from a coffin thrown to the sea), he meets william's father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;who was once known to be dead (he is), he tells jack sorts of things that frightened the crazy captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;william looked for jack on every port and finally he found "the Black Pearl", jack's ship tied to the shore. he begins to look for jack and the crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;he did find jack, but jack is mistaken by the people of the island as a god, and they are about to sacrifice jack by burning him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;(the scenes in this part really entertained me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;well eventually, jack, william and the crew were safe after escaping doom from this island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;William explained his intentions but ended up as a barter for jack's temporay freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;At the "Flying Dutchman",,will is re-united with his dead father, bootstrap bill (did I mention that the crew and the ship itself is made up sea creatures?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;well, I really don't wan't to spoil your watching of the movie itself, but just to give you an idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;the "dead man's chest" is a chest in which davy jones, the captain of "the Flying Dutchman"(a ship which no other ship can match in speed and stealth) and also called the "ruler of the ocean depths",, locked his heart (literally, his live, beating heart). And anyone who gains possesion of the chest (or rather the heart itself), can command davy jones and the "Flying Dutchman".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31120582-115287878775006018?l=aphot3m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aphot3m.blogspot.com/feeds/115287878775006018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31120582&amp;postID=115287878775006018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31120582/posts/default/115287878775006018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31120582/posts/default/115287878775006018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aphot3m.blogspot.com/2006/07/pirates-of-caribbean-my-first-post.html' title='Pirates of the Caribbean (my first post..)'/><author><name>The Aphotem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144565413316828612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h274/aphotem/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
