<?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-8208561</id><updated>2011-08-21T07:24:50.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stardust*</title><subtitle type='html'>It's a song I first heard when my dad played it, it's the title of a book written by one of my favorite authors - Neil Gaiman, it's NASA's spacecraft that carries my name on microchip as the spacecraft visits Comet Wild 2, it's my fascination with stars and things out there, but more than these...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=114426537966550369' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/114426537966550369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/114426537966550369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2006/04/sick.html' title='sick  :('/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-114326665980573145</id><published>2006-03-24T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T07:38:56.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>one drip at a time</title><summary type='text'>whenever i donate blood, i've gotten into the habit of letting the phlebotomist know these two things:that it's hard to look for a vein where they could safely and painlessly do me a venepuncture. it doesn't matter to me which arm they use, because whichever one they use they'd be faced with the same "challenge" - where the heck's my vein?!? hehe, no, they don't use any expletives. in all but one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/114326665980573145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=114326665980573145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/114326665980573145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/114326665980573145'/><link 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lollipop that he's been promising to give me. his first attempt was a failure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/114317573996664942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=114317573996664942' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/114317573996664942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/114317573996664942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2006/03/sweet-tooths-challenge.html' title='a sweet tooth&apos;s challenge!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-114161907553063423</id><published>2006-03-05T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T06:59:20.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>she's finally coming over!</title><summary type='text'> she's been here in the US since february 25th. with LA as her port of entry, my aunt's fiance fetched her from the airport. original plan was for her to stay over for the night and then to come over to TX. however, my aunt wanted her to stay with her for a while so they could, in my aunt's own words "bond." how could i possibly say to "no" to that? :)so that's where she's been. my daughter, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/114161907553063423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=114161907553063423' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/114161907553063423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/114161907553063423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2006/03/shes-finally-coming-over.html' title='she&apos;s finally coming over!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-113263310180543033</id><published>2005-11-22T12:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T12:03:55.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"honey, i'm home!!!"</title><summary type='text'>blogging from my home country. :)arrived at almost midnight of monday and spent until 6am just chatting the night (day?) away with my sister. also had a reunion with my dear dog chester. yes, MY dog. my sister and nephew better not argue with me on that point! hahaha! norman, carlo, this is the same dog that you gave me right before i left. she's a big girl now, getting on in years but still as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/113263310180543033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=113263310180543033' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113263310180543033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113263310180543033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/11/honey-im-home.html' title='&quot;honey, i&apos;m home!!!&quot;'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-113244353880027007</id><published>2005-11-19T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T17:38:58.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>not yet packed but...</title><summary type='text'>the countdown is now down to hours instead of days!i really need to start packing already!  :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/113244353880027007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=113244353880027007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113244353880027007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113244353880027007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-yet-packed-but.html' title='not yet packed but...'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-113097769980051425</id><published>2005-11-01T06:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T18:28:19.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown to take off!</title><summary type='text'>it's finally november!  a few more days...  just a few more days!  :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/113097769980051425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=113097769980051425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113097769980051425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113097769980051425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/11/countdown-to-take-off.html' title='countdown to take off!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-113069843655085105</id><published>2005-10-30T12:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T13:01:32.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wow!</title><summary type='text'> sculpted from a live tree. just took my breath away!  really.  some people just have the talent, and i'm glad they show off their gift to those like me who can only ogle in admiration! a shame that i don't know who the artist is. would have given proper credit had i known.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-113035011387989210</id><published>2005-10-26T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T04:03:44.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm brewing trouble... i think</title><summary type='text'>uhmmm...look at what i managed to conjure from my cauldron.a coach sent this e-mail to all faculty members:-----From: KPSent: Tue 10/25/05 6:32 PMSubject: Varsity vs JVBasketball GameTeachers,Please allow students who have purchased a ticket to attend the Varsity vs Jr. Varsity boys' basketball game at 2:30PM on Thursday, October 27th. The game will be held in the main gym. Tickets will not be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/113035011387989210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=113035011387989210' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113035011387989210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113035011387989210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-brewing-trouble-i-think.html' title='i&apos;m brewing trouble... i think'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-113027611291065317</id><published>2005-10-25T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T22:58:22.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just one of those days</title><summary type='text'>this stems from a training that our AP (Asst. Principal) wanted us to attend. it's a training for the AP (Advanced Placement) science teachers, of which i am one. we were first informed of the training last august. i was interested in it because the group that was giving it is known for giving great workshops. however, the training was to be on a saturday, so i immediately informed the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/113027611291065317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=113027611291065317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113027611291065317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113027611291065317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-one-of-those-days.html' title='just one of those days'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-113020371457184873</id><published>2005-10-24T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T20:32:02.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the truth, and nothing but!</title><summary type='text'>after consuming one whole bottle and about three capsules of guaifenesin, i'm breathing a lot easier! mucous has thinned out and i'm now able to expectorate. i think i may have taken more than what's recommended. (read again: i finished off a bottle, and some, over the weekend! weheheh!) but what the heck, i feel better and that's what counts!i'm not taking any medication anymore, but i'm making </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/113020371457184873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=113020371457184873' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113020371457184873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113020371457184873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/10/truth-and-nothing-but.html' title='the truth, and nothing but!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-113002119315866530</id><published>2005-10-22T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T17:49:12.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chocoholics, rejoice!</title><summary type='text'>giddy with delight  to read news like this! woohoo!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/113002119315866530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=113002119315866530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113002119315866530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/113002119315866530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/10/chocoholics-rejoice.html' title='chocoholics, rejoice!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112989408445628716</id><published>2005-10-21T06:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T10:41:33.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>simply awesome!</title><summary type='text'> isn't that pic just so amazing? this pic is featured in National Geographic and is one of the winners of the 2005 Visions of Science Photographic Awards. go view the rest of the gallery here. the cancer cell is literally creeeeeepy. also, see if your view of salt and pepper will change after seeing the pic in the gallery. as for me, i know i appreciate these spices now more than ever!on a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112989408445628716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112989408445628716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112989408445628716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112989408445628716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/10/simply-awesome.html' title='simply awesome!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112978359190730076</id><published>2005-10-19T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T17:06:36.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>evidences of physical deterioration</title><summary type='text'>been sniffing and coughing. knowing me, it'll take a while before i'm relieved of these, especially the cough. already, my rib cage hurts when i cough. also my throat. been devising ways to reduce lecture time so as not to overtax my vocal cords.however, tomorrow's going to be a challenge. the first class i meet during tuesdays and thursdays has always demanded a lot from me that i come out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112977908087080474</id><published>2005-10-19T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T00:03:18.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>failed attempt</title><summary type='text'>i was in a training yesterday which ended at 3:30pm. knowing that the session would end early, i've planned the night before to watch the movie version of gaiman's MirrorMask, which, according to the schedule, would start at 4:45pm. my plan was to attend the training, then drive over to the main office to secure some papers, then finally go see the film.things were going smoothly until... i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112977908087080474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112977908087080474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112977908087080474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112977908087080474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/10/failed-attempt.html' title='failed attempt'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112958712314101043</id><published>2005-10-17T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T03:04:24.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blooper!</title><summary type='text'>what i meant to say:take out your worksheet!what i actually said:take out your workshit!hahaha!!!poor kids, i could tell they were reigning in their laughter. the class erupted in laughter only when they heard/saw me laughing at myself!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112958712314101043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112958712314101043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112958712314101043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112958712314101043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/10/blooper.html' title='blooper!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112950347825613717</id><published>2005-10-16T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T17:57:59.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>too much relaxing...now it's time to cram!</title><summary type='text'>the four-day weekend is about to end.  school once again starts tomorrow.i just finished watching 20th century fox's robots - such a fun fun movie to watch that i'm tempted to buy the dvd version of it. hmm...meanwhile, i have to finally face the truth: that the leaning tower of paperwork will topple if i don't attend to it. need to fix it just so.yep, i create my own stress!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112934322975758834</id><published>2005-10-14T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T21:32:35.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>finding time to relax</title><summary type='text'>it's been one moment of stress after another and so last tuesday, i decided to take a break and went to barnes &amp; noble to soak up on books. when at b&amp;n, starbucks is so hard to resist. therefore, i indulged in two of what i consider to be relaxing moments. there was work the following day yet i went home late that night and didn't even care that i did. :)whenever i go to b&amp;n, i make the rounds of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112934322975758834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112934322975758834' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112934322975758834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112934322975758834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/10/finding-time-to-relax.html' title='finding time to relax'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112901348336244331</id><published>2005-10-11T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T17:21:00.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>victor</title><summary type='text'>i think you're my new favorite teacher.victor said that when he saw me gasp with recognition at his magic cards. it was the first time since i've been here that i've seen anyone in school with these cards. it turns out that in that class, three of them are magic players. after class, victor asked permission to bring the rest of his stack to class. of course i said yes, with the provision that he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112901348336244331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112901348336244331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112901348336244331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112901348336244331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/10/victor.html' title='victor'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112788925400232835</id><published>2005-09-27T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T01:37:20.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>recalling the experience</title><summary type='text'>finally got to read those posts i made while i was "on the run" and i saw how horrible i was at texting! yeah, for those who asked, those were posts made with and sent through my cell phone.i evacuated galveston when i left for work last wednesday, sept 21st. i was in school but didn't hold classes. instead, my tv was on the news the whole day. when school let off, i went back to galveston and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112788925400232835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112788925400232835' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112788925400232835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112788925400232835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/recalling-experience.html' title='recalling the experience'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112754160970101938</id><published>2005-09-24T00:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T01:00:09.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>safe, sound, and sated</title><summary type='text'>what would normally be a 3.5-hour trip took 36 hours!  finally arrived in tyler, texas and was able to take a bath, brush my teeth, sleep (wonderful sleep!!!), and eat (my first decent meal!).there's no T-mobile signal here in tyler, so my phone's of no use, but they have internet so i'm still connected, but it's a dial-up so i shouldn't hug the phone line.meaning: gotta get off.  just wanted to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112754160970101938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112754160970101938' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112754160970101938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112754160970101938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/safe-sound-and-sated.html' title='safe, sound, and sated'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112741935411737418</id><published>2005-09-22T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T15:02:34.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in traffic</title><summary type='text'>The tired sleepy hungry bloging-while-drivhng birthday cejebrant Rita evacuee still plodding along in 108F heat. I'm so so so thred.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112741935411737418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112741935411737418' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112741935411737418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112741935411737418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/stuck-in-traffic.html' title='Stuck in traffic'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112741280246367531</id><published>2005-09-22T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T13:13:23.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still running away</title><summary type='text'>More than 13 hours on the road yet we're not even halfway to where we'll be safe from Rita,s wrath. I'm tired and I'm hungry. Stations are running out of gas. I hope imy gas lasts.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112741280246367531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112741280246367531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112741280246367531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112741280246367531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/still-running-away.html' title='Still running away'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112739023001117498</id><published>2005-09-22T06:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T06:57:10.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Red means stop. I've been on the road for seven hours to get away from  Rita, but as you can see roads leading out of Houston are gridlocked. Looks like I'm cejebrating my birthday on the road.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112739023001117498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112739023001117498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112739023001117498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112739023001117498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/red-means-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112731247389289711</id><published>2005-09-21T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:54:53.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still on rita</title><summary type='text'>rita is now a category 4 hurricane and definitely has its eye set on texas.galveston has ordered its first ever mandatory evacuation. there are three levels of evacuation: level A areas need to be evacuated by 6pm today, level B areas by 2am tomorrow and level C areas by 12nn tomorrow. i live in a level A area. not only that, the house is built by the bay and it's highly likely that the place </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112731247389289711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112731247389289711' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112731247389289711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112731247389289711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/still-on-rita.html' title='still on rita'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112720734722039112</id><published>2005-09-20T03:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T04:17:11.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tropical storm rita</title><summary type='text'>scary. we're being asked at this point to voluntarily evacuate galveston. my uncle even called just to tell me to evacuate and to not return until rita is way past texas.after hurricane katrina, this is to be taken seriously. and so in the middle of the night, i started packing some clothes and documents.the florida keys is already being evacuated. i wonder how my relatives over in florida are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112720734722039112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112720734722039112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112720734722039112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112720734722039112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/tropical-storm-rita.html' title='tropical storm rita'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112720860261718634</id><published>2005-09-19T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T04:34:42.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>black vs white</title><summary type='text'>yesterday, a portion of the 10:30am mass was dedicated to commissioning the catechists for this year. it was the first time that i saw the rest of the catechists - there were about 20 of us that were called. nice.then after mass, i sat in (again) as fr. bill did session 2 with the kids. deacon sam was in the hospital due to a recent open heart surgery. anyway, it turns out that i cannot as yet be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112720860261718634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112720860261718634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112720860261718634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112720860261718634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/black-vs-white.html' title='black vs white'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112678527477723179</id><published>2005-09-17T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T20:59:58.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day!  *sigh*</title><summary type='text'>i have one class i don't really care about. i would even go as far as to say i loathe seeing that class. don't get me wrong, not everyone in there is bad, but the class as a whole is bad. but this entry is not about that class. it's about one of the classes i do care about. or used to care about would be more appropriate. at least, as of this writing.you see, last wednesday (september 14th), from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112678527477723179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112678527477723179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112678527477723179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112678527477723179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-day-sigh.html' title='what a day!  *sigh*'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112698346926737677</id><published>2005-09-11T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T19:05:20.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still teaching, but switching gears somewhat</title><summary type='text'>after mass today, i met with gina in the parish hall. she's in charge of the faith formation and youth ministry of the parish. i had a short interview with her and to make the story short, i am now a volunteer catechist for the church's youth ministry. *choir chorus sings*day 1 of the catechism class started today, but since i barely got in, i sat in instead while deacon sam handled the class. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112698346926737677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112698346926737677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112698346926737677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112698346926737677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/still-teaching-but-switching-gears.html' title='still teaching, but switching gears somewhat'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112690468011408618</id><published>2005-09-11T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T12:42:45.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet!  :)</title><summary type='text'>during one of val's regular visits to my classroom, she said this with a pouty face:i'm having an alcoriza withdrawalhaha! i love that girl! :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112690468011408618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112690468011408618' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112690468011408618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112690468011408618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/sweet.html' title='sweet!  :)'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112678532693248861</id><published>2005-09-11T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T10:51:48.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pumpkin replaces zeus</title><summary type='text'>september 9th was when i got pumpkin. pumpkin is my new car - a 2006 toyota camry LE of a color referred to as 'desert sand.' (where do they come up with such color names?)yeah, zeus had to go. the noises coming from i-don't-know-where make my drive uncomfortable.so here i am, loving the drive that pumpkin gives me. yepyep, i love my pumpkin! :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112678532693248861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112678532693248861' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112678532693248861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112678532693248861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/pumpkin-replaces-zeus.html' title='pumpkin replaces zeus'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112678536982795056</id><published>2005-09-11T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T06:08:51.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>labor day weekend</title><summary type='text'>after my first saturday session (september 3rd) at the newcomer's academy, i went over to mila's apartment which was only two blocks away from the school. it's been some time since we've spent time together and rather than immediately going back to an empty house, i decided to accept her invitation to join her and amir at a couples for christ (CFC) session later that evening. mila and amir are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112652476908781637</id><published>2005-09-11T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T06:48:02.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>newcomer's academy</title><summary type='text'>certain people have been urging me to apply at the newcomer's academy. apparently, they're in need of a biology teacher. this school is another HISD school whose clientele are kids relatively new to the country, who are just beginning to learn english as a second language, who are a bit older than the average high schooler, and who are either working or are taking care of family during the day. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112652476908781637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112652476908781637' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112652476908781637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112652476908781637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/newcomers-academy.html' title='newcomer&apos;s academy'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112678491809475655</id><published>2005-09-11T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:37:39.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>teacher maan  :)</title><summary type='text'>ever since i can remember, my daughter has always wanted to be a teacher. she's in her practicum year now and has been telling me stories about her own adventures in the classroom.that's her in the pic in her "teacher" outfit. :)here's the rest of what she sent last august 28th. i should tell you, the captions in the pic are her own.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112678491809475655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112678491809475655' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112678491809475655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112678491809475655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/teacher-maan.html' title='teacher maan  :)'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112678408604829184</id><published>2005-09-11T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:36:04.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jovi's visit</title><summary type='text'> jovi is a former student from back in the philippines. he's studying in oklahoma and decided to drive over to come visit me here in galveston. awww... on average, that's over 8 hours of driving, one way! i had him as visitor from august 19-21. here are a few pictures. yeah, only a few. i should really have taken more, like when jovi was dead-to-the-world-asleep from his long drive. oh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112678408604829184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112678408604829184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112678408604829184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112678408604829184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/jovis-visit.html' title='jovi&apos;s visit'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112652300935801979</id><published>2005-09-11T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:25:14.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>school starts once more!</title><summary type='text'>august 15th was when we officially started school, but unlike those other school years that i've spent in this school, this year, everyone officially learned what subjects they were teaching on the same day that we started school!!! we received our roster also on the same day, and so not only didn't we know what we were teaching, we also didn't know how many kids would be in our classroom! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112652300935801979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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houston, week 2</title><summary type='text'>week 2 of HU-LINC's exploring houston workshop happened from july 25 to 29, 2005.this time, the places we went to visit were actually found outside of houston. these are the places we went to, arranged in the sequence at which we visited them: pearland's police station, for a lecture and demo of the use of the radar gun. i got my chance to "ride" a harley! i can finally scratch that off my wish </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112650928772735373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112650928772735373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112650928772735373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112650928772735373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/exploring-houston-week-2.html' title='exploring houston, week 2'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112652121723489458</id><published>2005-09-11T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:29:01.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jerey's painting</title><summary type='text'>last july 24, 2005, this text message came from my brother, jay-ar: "Gawa to ni jerey. Nagpe-painting session kc sila ni lei e. Dis is a 9x10 oil on canvas monochrome artwork from a full color pic. Galing ni jerey no?"and of course this proud mom can't help but display her son's work! :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112652121723489458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112652121723489458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112652121723489458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112652121723489458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/jereys-painting.html' title='jerey&apos;s painting'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112347567520042331</id><published>2005-09-11T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:28:00.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a slew of updates  :)</title><summary type='text'>it's been about a month and a half since i've updated this blog, and i'm feeling "frantic" that there are all these things happening in my life that i haven't properly chronicled. and so, as a last ditch effort at remembering the events since the last update, i've resigned myself to just writing snippets of those events instead of journaling my thoughts about them. better than nothing. :Pbesides,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112347567520042331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112347567520042331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112347567520042331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112347567520042331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/09/slew-of-updates.html' title='a slew of updates  :)'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112552893138678104</id><published>2005-08-31T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:26:26.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>internal command</title><summary type='text'>use labor day weekend to update blog! :)internal complaint: eck! XP</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112552893138678104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112552893138678104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112552893138678104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112552893138678104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/08/internal-command.html' title='internal command'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112192069796384261</id><published>2005-07-24T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:23:29.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>exploring houston, week 1</title><summary type='text'>i've been in a workshop since monday, and this workshop has kept me away from chatting, blogging, and reading HP6! that statement, however, is not a complaint because i enjoyed the workshop for a variety of reasons: field trips. we visited three sites: the pasadena crime lab, houston community college's air conditioning lab, and houston fire department's training academy. i learned a lot at each </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112192069796384261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112192069796384261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112192069796384261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112192069796384261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/07/exploring-houston-week-1.html' title='exploring houston, week 1'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112163891619811624</id><published>2005-07-17T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:19:55.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>an agonizing wait...  :)</title><summary type='text'>carla and raymond came over yesterday to use the internet at home, she had some research work to do for her homework and needed high-speed internet access. when they arrived, they also had with them the materials for a panini feast, complete with sangria! we had our feast as a late afternoon snack - our way of breaking away from homework (carla's reason), jobhunting (raymond's), and reading (mine</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112163891619811624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112163891619811624' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112163891619811624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112163891619811624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/07/agonizing-wait.html' title='an agonizing wait...  :)'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112131755489538288</id><published>2005-07-15T01:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:17:05.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>these are MUSTS!!!</title><summary type='text'>i absolutely must see these movies!!! i don't usually gush when it comes to movies. no matter how much i love a movie, i prefer to wait for it on blockbuster because it's not much fun to watch a movie when you have no one to discuss it with afterwards. it also doesn't help that there's nobody here who shares my interest in animation and musicals. can you believe it? i still haven't seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112131755489538288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112131755489538288' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112131755489538288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112131755489538288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/07/these-are-musts.html' title='these are MUSTS!!!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112135270947507094</id><published>2005-07-14T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:15:22.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rollercoaster news</title><summary type='text'>after the high from yesterday's news come today's sudden plunge from the news that leah, my sister-in-law, is in the hospital due to dengue.it was over the weekend that i received news that she hasn't been feeling well. but it was only last night that i started becoming restless. i couldn't keep still; whatever it was i was doing, my thoughts kept going out to her. my tension waasn't relieved any</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112135270947507094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112135270947507094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112135270947507094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112135270947507094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/07/rollercoaster-news.html' title='rollercoaster news'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112129384111591294</id><published>2005-07-13T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:13:00.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>giddy with excitement!</title><summary type='text'>we usually start school early so that we could have a week of thanksgiving break. (i know, i know, it's still summer break and already my mind's anticipating another break!) anyway, back to my story: since thanksgiving is not celebrated in the philippines i find it hard to really get into the proper mood for this annual event. however, something just came up that makes me look forward to this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112129384111591294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112129384111591294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112129384111591294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112129384111591294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/07/giddy-with-excitement.html' title='giddy with excitement!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112130169784769105</id><published>2005-07-09T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:11:44.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>come hungry</title><summary type='text'>after re-claiming zeus, i had lunch with husband and wife team, tes and jun, at ocean palace, a chinese restaurant located in the bellaire area of houston. we had dimsum for lunch. the food was yummy! heavy on the tummy, but easy on the pocket.on our way out, i took some pictures of the water lilies that littered the fountain in front of the restaurant. i'm posting one of the pictures here. i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112130169784769105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112130169784769105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112130169784769105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112130169784769105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/07/come-hungry.html' title='come hungry'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112084640245140124</id><published>2005-07-08T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:09:22.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a good day to wake up to!</title><summary type='text'>first of all, it's a friday. that alone is good reason to wake up happy, never mind that i'm on summer break anyway. :)second, i received an e-mail from the support team of my printer. with the help of EC i found out that the power supply of my printer needed to be replaced. i asked the support team if they could send me a replacement item and their response was "We will be happy to replace your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112084640245140124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112084640245140124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112084640245140124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112084640245140124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-day-to-wake-up-to.html' title='a good day to wake up to!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112056185495363938</id><published>2005-07-04T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:06:56.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday, today, and tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>my uncle caught a fish and three crabs yesterday. free dinner! we're on top of the food chain!fishing is one of the popular sports here in galveston, but i don't think i'll ever indulge in that game. i can't stand having to wait until the fish bites. i'm impatient...in this and in many other ways.***i donated blood today. every time i do this, the neophyte phlebotomists have a hard time looking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112056185495363938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112056185495363938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112056185495363938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112056185495363938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/07/yesterday-today-and-tomorrow.html' title='yesterday, today, and tomorrow'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112034416387674096</id><published>2005-07-02T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:05:29.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>laaazy day</title><summary type='text'>i woke up at a little past 11am today. i wonder what my uncle must think of me! hehe!then, at past 12 noon, i got on the net and gave permission for CL to be on my ym list, at which point his name popped up as online! oh wow! so of course i started chatting with him, what else was there to do?while chatting, CL discovered the smileys and the audibles, and started playing around with them. yes, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112034416387674096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112034416387674096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112034416387674096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112034416387674096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/07/laaazy-day.html' title='laaazy day'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112034214094053789</id><published>2005-07-01T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:04:00.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i have company</title><summary type='text'>my uncle arrived a few hours ago. well, if we go by dates, then he arrived yesterday, close to midnight. he called as he was leaving san antonio, and that call was my saving grace. imagine me as dash incredible, or as the flash. i was a blur of a cleaning woman! ahaha! whew.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112034214094053789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112034214094053789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112034214094053789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112034214094053789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-have-company.html' title='i have company'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-112015628386424039</id><published>2005-06-29T18:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:02:31.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yipeeee!!!!</title><summary type='text'> i always get something from the mailbox, everyday that i go there, there's always a bunch of envelopeS to sort through. however, what i get is mostly junk mail, or bills, or magazines, or... well, you know what i mean. nothing to get excited about.but i eagerly zipped open this envelope i received today! personal mail! from back home! individual letters from my kids! with pictures to boot! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112015628386424039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112015628386424039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112015628386424039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112015628386424039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/yipeeee.html' title='yipeeee!!!!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-112000162317747933</id><published>2005-06-28T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:52:23.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>meme #2</title><summary type='text'>a wormhole from rocky1. reply with your name and i will write something i like about you2. i will then say what song/movie/icon/etc reminds me of you3. if i were to apply an o'clock to you, it would be...4. i will try to name a single word that best describes you5. i'll tell you the most memorable moment i've had with you6. i will tell you what animal you remind me of7. i'll then tell you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/112000162317747933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=112000162317747933' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112000162317747933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/112000162317747933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/meme-2.html' title='meme #2'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111993398922365227</id><published>2005-06-28T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:51:47.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>meme #1</title><summary type='text'>tagged by mahar: bookstotal number of books owned.i dunno. too many! books are part of my treasures and i've bought, been given, and have "inherited" several throughout the years. credit to my being a bibliophile goes to my dad. just as he used to do, i need to have a book whereever i go!last book i bought."life expectancy" by dean koontz, "london bridges" by james patterson, "the da vinci code" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111993398922365227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111993398922365227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111993398922365227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111993398922365227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/meme-1.html' title='meme #1'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-111984911332535734</id><published>2005-06-26T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:45:01.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what i've been up to</title><summary type='text'>like i said previously, i got my paco back last thursday. but i haven't had time to play with it because...when PSV learned that my baylor internship didn't push through, she gave me work as trainor. wednesday last week, i co-facilitated with her in a training for principals. we did a repeat of that training last friday. i like working with PSV because we understand each other's work ethic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111984911332535734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111984911332535734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111984911332535734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111984911332535734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='what i&apos;ve been up to'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-111967163915848256</id><published>2005-06-23T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:42:40.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm baaaack!!!</title><summary type='text'>finally got my laptop back!i gave it to the tech people thursday last week, and i could have picked it up the following day!!! so why didn't i??? well, since they called me to bring paco to them to replace the part that needed to be replaced, i wrongly assumed that they'd also call me when they were done servicing it!so i waited... suffered through a weekend with no net!when i couldn't stand it, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111967163915848256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111967163915848256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111967163915848256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111967163915848256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-baaaack.html' title='i&apos;m baaaack!!!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111886174253946246</id><published>2005-06-15T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T22:56:48.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>did they read my mind?</title><summary type='text'>i just received a call from HISD's service technicians telling me that they now have the part to service my laptop.what? i've been using a defective one? ahahaha!!!anyway, instead of meeting up with BE, i'll be dropping off my laptop in school today so they could service it.i wonder if i can borrow LL's laptop again while mine is being serviced. have to go plead, else i'd have no net! that can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111886174253946246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111886174253946246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111886174253946246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111886174253946246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/did-they-read-my-mind.html' title='did they read my mind?'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-111879618882260211</id><published>2005-06-14T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T22:01:21.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seagulls galore!</title><summary type='text'>IG, CG, and PR came over to visit and we went for a walk along part of the length of seawall boulevard.  the kid in red shorts was feeding the gulls and it's a sight to see them flapping, gliding, and swooping down.  a very relaxing walk.  haven't had that in a while.  i'm slowly learning to appreciate having been pulled out of the program.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111879618882260211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111879618882260211' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111879618882260211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111879618882260211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/seagulls-galore.html' title='Seagulls galore!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111879281980516424</id><published>2005-06-14T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T22:57:15.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>time for some good news!</title><summary type='text'>enough with the bad news already! in no particular order, here are good things that happened after friday:1. i don't like to cook. i'd rather eat than be in front of the stove or oven preparing food. thus this is a big deal for me: the spaghetti, baked spare ribs, and baked flounder that i cooked for my friend AM's birthday celeb last sunday were hits, especially the ribs! i still hate to cook! :</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111879281980516424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111879281980516424' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111879281980516424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111879281980516424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/time-for-some-good-news.html' title='time for some good news!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111877975882983258</id><published>2005-06-14T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T15:13:20.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>printer problem!!!</title><summary type='text'>with time on my hands, i want to tweak my blog's template, however i can't print out the html codes for it! there's something seriously wrong with my printer!!! it can scan with no problem, but whenever i try to print something out, it won't even feed on the paper! i've tried several times to uninstall and then to install it again. no go. all the cables and plugs are properly in, but it keeps </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111877975882983258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111877975882983258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111877975882983258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111877975882983258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/printer-problem.html' title='printer problem!!!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-111859014568874820</id><published>2005-06-10T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T14:45:31.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chronicles of a bad day!  (afternoon narrative)</title><summary type='text'>when i got the loaner car, i then proceeded carefully on to baylor. on the way over there, i started to redirect my thoughts by leaving the incidents of this morning behind and focusing instead on what was ahead of me. it was a way to de-stress.upon parking at the brown lot of the medical center, i saw the metro shuttle that would take me to BCM and so i hurried towards the waiting shed and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111859014568874820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111859014568874820' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111859014568874820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111859014568874820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/chronicles-of-bad-day-afternoon.html' title='chronicles of a bad day!  (afternoon narrative)'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111859007543386038</id><published>2005-06-10T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T20:22:42.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chronicles of a bad day!  (morning narrative)</title><summary type='text'>my poor zeus. all banged up. :(this happened around 8am today when i was on my way to the medical center. i just got off beltway 8 and was about to enter highway 288. traffic on the feeder road was start-stop. i saw the brake lights of the toyota truck in front of me go on, so i stepped on my brakes too... except that my foot slipped from it and hit the nearby accelerator!!! WHAMMMMM!!!!!!the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111859007543386038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111859007543386038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111859007543386038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111859007543386038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/chronicles-of-bad-day-morning.html' title='chronicles of a bad day!  (morning narrative)'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111858907492227021</id><published>2005-06-09T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T08:44:03.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>playing with bacteria</title><summary type='text'>we "played around" with E. coli today.in the morning, we opened up the bacterial plasmid and then inserted the gene to make it flourescent. i enjoyed being able to guide FM through the whole process: from making the gels to setting up the plates for incubation. it's been a long time since i've done any work involving bacteria. at least the skills and techniques to handling and preparing them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111858907492227021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111858907492227021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111858907492227021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111858907492227021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/playing-with-bacteria.html' title='playing with bacteria'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-111829095939878453</id><published>2005-06-08T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T10:18:45.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's wednesday already?</title><summary type='text'>last monday was my first day of intern work at baylor college of medicine. it's in the medical center of houston, an area i'm not familiar with. i knew from the news that some roadwork were done last weekend, but i wasn't sure if it would have been done by weekday or if it affected the route i was to take. so i went to houston transtar, a website i recently discovered was out there. it gives live</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111829095939878453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111829095939878453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111829095939878453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111829095939878453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-wednesday-already.html' title='it&apos;s wednesday already?'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-111776947606418026</id><published>2005-06-02T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T23:11:14.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hurricane season comes!</title><summary type='text'>they said that june 1st is the start of the hurricane season. they're right on the dot! this pic doesn't quite show the heavy downpour of rain, but this was taken midday of june 1st and look how gloomy it is. on the other hand, it's a good thing that it came when it did because it gives me reason to stay true to my resolve to refrain from internetting until such time that i'm done clearing out my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111776947606418026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111776947606418026' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111776947606418026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111776947606418026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/06/hurricane-season-comes.html' title='hurricane season comes!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111742271643759413</id><published>2005-05-29T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T22:17:10.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>clean up!!!</title><summary type='text'>no more excuses! i need to clear out my desk! oh, desk? that's supposed to be the dining table! but it's late, so i'll do it tomorrow. (whatever happened to "no more excuses!" ? hahaha!) promise to self: i'll really do it tomorrow. even if there's order in my mess, i still hate clutter! one more time to me: CLEAN UP!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111742271643759413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111742271643759413' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111742271643759413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111742271643759413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/05/clean-up.html' title='clean up!!!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111739593249974038</id><published>2005-05-29T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T14:50:50.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>movie marathon!</title><summary type='text'>finally watched episode 3 of star wars! i like how the story circle is now complete. when the dvd set comes around, i'll definitely buy one for i could never get enough yoda! ewan as anakin may be cute, but yoda is yoda is yoda is cuter! :D don't argue, i won't listen! ;DTD and LL watched the show with me. LL has only seen one other star wars movie, so after the show, TD and i completed the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111739593249974038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111739593249974038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111739593249974038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111739593249974038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/05/movie-marathon.html' title='movie marathon!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111738150143871551</id><published>2005-05-27T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T12:52:06.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a fat reflection</title><summary type='text'>while handing out exam papers, a girl on the first row tilted her head over to me and whispered, "is it true, miss..?" slight pause "that you're pregnant..?"i wanted to laugh out loud at the query, but in deference to the austere quietude that envelopes an exam day, i merely whispered back in answer "no dear, i'm just fat."for several months now, my BMI has been at 25.0, the starting range for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111738150143871551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>today was the last day that we had to report to school - we only had to clear out the classroom, do the clearance form, and then summer break!!!it's been the tradition in school to hand out awards, certificates, and recognitions on this day, usually right after we've had our last lunch together for the school year. service pins. this ranged from 5 years to 35. the awardee for the 35-year pin said</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111738562893965192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111738562893965192' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111738562893965192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111738562893965192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/05/woohoo.html' title='woohoo!!!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111699095199762008</id><published>2005-05-24T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T06:23:05.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rock, paper, scissors</title><summary type='text'>in a post previous to this, i mentioned about the dissection lab and the test that followed that activity. good thing that the test was based on dissection and not on spelling!i had nothing better to do while eight of the kids were doing their test today, so i whipped out the dissection test and started listing the different spellings that the kids have invented for the word "SCISSORS." here they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111699095199762008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111699095199762008' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111699095199762008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111699095199762008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/05/rock-paper-scissors.html' title='rock, paper, scissors'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111559519975794582</id><published>2005-05-22T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T06:21:16.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>zeus gets pampered while i get a belly-shaking laugh</title><summary type='text'>rain is grace; rain is the sky condescending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life. - john updikei've been thanking the rain the few times that it came, no matter how sparse, for the selfish reason that it gave me a lazy way to clean zeus. but i was finally able to give zeus his much needed pampering: oil change, maintenance check, state license update, and finally a car wash with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111559519975794582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111559519975794582' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111559519975794582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111559519975794582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/05/zeus-gets-pampered-while-i-get-belly.html' title='zeus gets pampered while i get a belly-shaking laugh'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111492791285851152</id><published>2005-05-01T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T21:04:43.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mercury rising</title><summary type='text'>there's a restlessness settling in that i almost feel like i have adult onset ADHD. i can't quite focus on any task at hand. i've tons to do and most of them have urgent URGENT deadlines and yet i delay. i start with one then put down whatever it is i'm doing and move on to another. even the books and literature i've been reading are of the anthology type because i can't quite keep still long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111492791285851152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111492791285851152' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111492791285851152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111492791285851152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/05/mercury-rising.html' title='mercury rising'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111493045451629225</id><published>2005-04-29T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T03:43:39.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>two fridays</title><summary type='text'>FRIDAY #1.last week, the freshmen classes went on a field trip. the academy i'm in (business and criminal justice academy) went to the texas prison museum in huntsville. i don't have freshmen classes but i do have a freshman homeroom, thus, i went on the trip with my advocacy class. there were 98 kids in all and only four of us teachers to monitor them. good thing that the kids were generally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111493045451629225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111493045451629225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111493045451629225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111493045451629225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/04/two-fridays.html' title='two fridays'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-111399197782834729</id><published>2005-04-20T03:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T20:27:04.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bits and pieces</title><summary type='text'>i was accepted into the summer internship program at baylor college of medicine!!!the deal with this program is that we, the teachers, apply. up to four students also get to apply under our name. angie, fernando, and valerie applied under my name, and fernando was chosen to pair up with me. there'll be an orientation meeting on may 18th and i'm already excited to know the range of researches that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111399197782834729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111399197782834729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111399197782834729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111399197782834729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/04/bits-and-pieces.html' title='bits and pieces'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-111336351096483024</id><published>2005-04-12T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T23:51:16.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>damien garza</title><summary type='text'>below is a copy of the e-mail i read monday, april 11th (identity protected).  it pertains to the pic  you see above - a memorial to damien garza.&gt; -----Original Message-----&gt; From: Mr. E&gt; Sent: Saturday, April 09, 2005 11:52 AM&gt; To: Ms. L and Mr. C&gt; Cc: Ms. A&gt; Subject: Memorial?&gt; &gt; Ms. L and Mr. C,&gt; &gt; Ms. P has probably mentioned it to you, but there is a (memorial?) on the wall outside Ms. A's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111336351096483024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111336351096483024' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111336351096483024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111336351096483024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/04/damien-garza.html' title='damien garza'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111327473306108198</id><published>2005-04-10T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:30:33.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still in florida</title><summary type='text'>an artist was doing free caricatures in the conference to entice people to stop and look at their exhibit. i only had to sit for 2-3 minutes for this caricature, and all the time i was talking to the cartoonist, dino casterline.i know, i know, i've gained weight!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111327473306108198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111327473306108198' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111327473306108198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111327473306108198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/04/still-in-florida.html' title='still in florida'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111327395662327699</id><published>2005-04-10T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:28:42.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>an uncommon conference in florida</title><summary type='text'>i was part of a team of 13 teachers from our school that got sent to the ASCD Conference in orlando. it was exciting in that i got the chance to go on an all expense paid trip. the conference happened on a weekend and so when we got back, it was straight to school. we left school april 1st and came back to houston april 5th.prior to the conference, i was resigned to be going around on my own </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111234163757226793</id><published>2005-03-31T21:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:23:32.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>murdered!</title><summary type='text'>i showed to my 1st class for today this big question on Time and asked them what their answer was, and i was hit with their news that terri schiavo died this morning. i couldn't help but tell them that "no, she didn't die. she was murdered! and not just murdered, she was tortured!" for that's what i believe was done to terri schiavo. what makes this hideous is that the court helped do it! proof </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111234163757226793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111234163757226793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111234163757226793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111234163757226793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/03/murdered.html' title='murdered!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111224350503625804</id><published>2005-03-29T22:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:18:06.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>today is the start of something</title><summary type='text'>today would have been a time for me to call home to greet my mom a happy birthday. instead, there's nobody to call. the start of something different. still, happy birthday, mommy!~~~spring break officially ended today. it's back to the grind, back to school, back to work. good thing that at least it's a tuesday, the day when i meet my "B sched" classes. i look forward and don't want to miss my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111224350503625804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111224350503625804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111224350503625804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111224350503625804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-is-start-of-something.html' title='today is the start of something'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-111097608809868641</id><published>2005-03-16T17:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:12:07.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rite of passage  :)</title><summary type='text'>harv said...you need to get pulled over for speeding. it's like a rite of passage. :)~~~that was harv's comment to my 73 on 65 post. well, i'm not happy to report that i got it yesterday morning. i was in a hurry to get to work because i left home much later than usual. jovi, a former student, had this to say when i related the incident to him: "so you'd rather risk your safety than be late for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111097608809868641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111097608809868641' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111097608809868641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111097608809868641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/03/rite-of-passage.html' title='rite of passage  :)'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-111086362501168879</id><published>2005-03-14T22:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:09:33.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>being an absentee mom</title><summary type='text'>from the time zone where i'm at, it's only a little past 10pm of march 14th. however, back home, it's already march 15th...and it's my youngest son's graduation from elementary school. in two days time, my eldest son will also graduate, from high school this time. two sons graduating...with their mom nowhere near. being a single parent, even their dad won't be there. in place of parents, they'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/111086362501168879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=111086362501168879' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111086362501168879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/111086362501168879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/03/being-absentee-mom.html' title='being an absentee mom'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-110907491764630777</id><published>2005-02-23T23:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:53:27.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>all's well that ends well..?</title><summary type='text'>memo i received from my asst. principal:SUBJECT: Standing on DutyOn February 21, 2005, at about 8:20 a.m., I did not observe you standing at your door accepting your students. In order to ensure the safety of our students, monitoring our students passing in the hall is important.Your neglect of duties is unacceptable. When you fail to fulfill the duties and responsibilities required of your job, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110907491764630777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110907491764630777' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110907491764630777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110907491764630777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/02/alls-well-that-ends-well.html' title='all&apos;s well that ends well..?'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-110907457523877243</id><published>2005-02-12T23:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:52:44.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>craft day!</title><summary type='text'>i donated blood again today and the venue was in a health fair at ortiz middle school. since it was their school and their fair, there were a lot of middle schoolers while the blood donation was going on. several of the middle schoolers came up to volunteer as blood donors. had it not been for the purity of their intent, it would have been comical to see the disappointment in their faces when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110907457523877243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110907457523877243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110907457523877243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110907457523877243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/02/craft-day.html' title='craft day!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-110907151755150667</id><published>2005-02-11T10:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:46:41.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>awwww....</title><summary type='text'>i wasn't in school from february 2 to 4 because i was in austin attending this training. it was the first ever training i attended out of houston. pam recommended that i go and even arranged all the paperwork for me. pam is houston isd's secondary science specialist and she's been making me handle some seminars for teachers. the format of the training in austin was such that those who attended </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110907151755150667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110907151755150667' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110907151755150667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110907151755150667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/02/awwww.html' title='awwww....'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-110906856560296188</id><published>2005-02-06T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:44:20.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in the company of...</title><summary type='text'>tita norma, tito rey, and their daughter, paula, are here at home. for a change, there are people when i arrive from work and there's warm food waiting. i even get to bring a substantial lunch baon for school! i like paula because she's such a lively girl who's always on the go! i guess living in new york does that to you. it's a nice change to have people to converse with when i come home.my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110906856560296188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110906856560296188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110906856560296188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110906856560296188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/02/in-company-of.html' title='in the company of...'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-110906561444374205</id><published>2005-01-22T17:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:43:35.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kissing the pig!</title><summary type='text'>in an effort to raise money for the tsunami victims, the school came up with a fundraising activity whereby the students, teachers, and other staff members put in money in a big jar with an administrator's name. the administrator whose jar has the most money at the end of the fund drive had to kiss a pig!there were six jars in all - one for the principal of the school, and one for each of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110906561444374205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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;)</title><summary type='text'>i had a fun and hilarious time with my 7th period class today, but the fun had nothing at all to do with the lesson and instead had everything to do with the deepening relationship i have with this class. anyway, while they were doing their project, they were clowning around too and seemed like small kids running around and after each other and entangling themselves in a heap on the floor. i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110597968347634778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110597968347634778' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110597968347634778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110597968347634778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/01/face-ofevil.html' title='the face of...EVIL?  ;)'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-110540953525332637</id><published>2005-01-10T19:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:39:53.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>#$%*!@#</title><summary type='text'>excuse me while i rant.today has particularly been frustrating in terms of my work relationship with a couple of teachers in the department i handle. there's this project that we've been working on since last november. today is the deadline for the project. i asked them to turn in their work to me friday morning so i could comment on it and i'd return it to 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-110498415784562865</id><published>2005-01-05T19:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:37:11.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>73 on 65</title><summary type='text'>after an exhausting day, i was on my way home cruising at 73 on a 65-mph stretch of IH-45 when i caught blinking red, white, and blue lights on my rearview mirror (metric, that's 117 on 105 kph). silly me (read that as stupid) merely thought "oh, mr. policeman needs to pass" so without changing speed, i simply moved one lane to the right (i was on the leftmost lane). well, the blinking lights </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110498415784562865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110498415784562865' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110498415784562865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110498415784562865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/01/73-on-65.html' title='73 on 65'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-110465050520412524</id><published>2005-01-01T10:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:35:51.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a reunion...of sorts</title><summary type='text'>thanks to the internet and webcams and microphones, i was able to see and talk to several family members. we talked for about four hours! good thing it was free because the phone bill would have been astronomical! even though we were not physically together, the satisfaction i felt for having seen and/or heard three of my four siblings, my nieces, my nephews, and especially my kids was enough to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110465050520412524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110465050520412524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110465050520412524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110465050520412524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2005/01/reunionof-sorts.html' title='a reunion...of sorts'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-110441441298438983</id><published>2004-12-30T07:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:34:16.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how'd they do that?!?</title><summary type='text'>today's news again mentioned the issue of "humanely slaughtered" meat. they even talked about humane eggs! what's up with that??? just exactly why these two words were combined boggles me! the paradox just screams at you! when you slaughter, can you ever be humane??? sheeeeesh!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110441441298438983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-110442177392123961</id><published>2004-12-29T09:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:33:26.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>foggy day</title><summary type='text'>decided to walk on the shore on this drizzly, foggy day. saw these seagulls on top of these "no swimming" signages and i found it fascinating that all three gulls were rigid and faced the same way, towards the rain.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110442177392123961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110442177392123961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110442177392123961'/><link rel='self' 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places where there was snow because i didn't like the cold! weird weather causing white christmas in southern texas. brrrr! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110441917672100964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110441917672100964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110441917672100964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110441917672100964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2004/12/white-christmas.html' title='white christmas'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-110441216952752554</id><published>2004-12-20T06:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:31:42.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the bibliophile becomes a hermit</title><summary type='text'>on top of the two books i'm already reading on and off (lately, more off than on), i borrowed more books to read for the christmas break.these were the two i already started reading:1. the purpose driven life, by rick warren. this was given to me by my sister. i'm supposed to read one of the 40 chapters every day, but i haven't been following the instructions. i'd read one chapter but am not able</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110441216952752554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110441216952752554' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110441216952752554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110441216952752554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2004/12/bibliophile-becomes-hermit.html' title='the bibliophile becomes a hermit'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-110441724538405098</id><published>2004-12-18T23:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:30:35.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrrr....!!!</title><summary type='text'>i tripped on my computer microphone and messed it up!!! just when i was getting so much use for it! now i'll have to buy a new one! the radio shack near where i live doesn't have something i like. i hate to have to drive all the way to circuit city or best buy because they're so far away! and i know me! if i go there, i'll probably end up buying something other than the mic, or worse, i'll find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110441724538405098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110441724538405098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110441724538405098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110441724538405098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2004/12/grrrrr.html' title='grrrrr....!!!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-110441820707601748</id><published>2004-12-17T10:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:29:27.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation time!!!</title><summary type='text'>wheee! i'm on break already!!! well, yeah, i'm still in school but......i've turned in my fall semester grades (deadline is 12 noon)...i've packed some materials that i'll need for the work i'm bringing home (i'll probably cram this. hehehe!)...i've borrowed tons of books (now you know why i'll be cramming the work! hahaha!)...and i'm just waiting for free lunch (stuff-your face-full season is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110441820707601748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110441820707601748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110441820707601748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110441820707601748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2004/12/vacation-time.html' title='vacation time!!!'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-110293892296739149</id><published>2004-12-10T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:28:18.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>science (versus) AND religion</title><summary type='text'>this conversation snippet happened while i was reviewing my students on mutation.student 1: "is there any good to mutations?"me: "well, among other things, mutation is what drives evolution."student 2: "do you believe in evolution, miss?"me: "i do. now try to see if you can come up with a good follow-up question."(his forehead wrinkled a bit while he thought, but after a few seconds...) student 2</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110293892296739149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>bejeweled night sky</title><summary type='text'>it's been cold lately so the moment i get home, i lock myself in and don't venture out anymore. but last night was a clear night, and though still cold for somebody like me who grew up in the tropics, al least there wasn't any wind chill. that's why i was able to appreciate nature's display last night.the sky was abolutely astounding! with no buildings anywhere nearby, i could see stars </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110261879681484775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110261879681484775' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110261879681484775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110261879681484775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2004/12/bejeweled-night-sky.html' title='bejeweled night sky'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-110232504274864138</id><published>2004-12-08T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:26:02.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Keeping In Touch</title><summary type='text'>when i went home friday, as usual, i brought home tons of work! i had an unusually heavy workload to bring home because i've been absent. sidenote: i took an early thanksgiving break because of my cousin's wedding. then towards the end of the break i had this cough that was so bad i couldn't finish a sentence without being interrupted by bouts of coughing thus i had to be absent again. all in all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110232504274864138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110232504274864138' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110232504274864138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110232504274864138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2004/12/on-keeping-in-touch.html' title='On Keeping In Touch'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208561.post-110170798295695744</id><published>2004-11-28T22:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:24:59.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Firsts</title><summary type='text'>Went to Orlando, FL to attend my cousin's wedding and to spend the rest of thanksgiving break.The wedding went fairly well considering that there was tension between my aunt and her upcoming daughter-in-law a day before the wedding. I was washing dishes and my other aunt and some family friends were also helping out in the kitchen, but people suddenly found something else to do in the dining and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/110170798295695744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=110170798295695744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110170798295695744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/110170798295695744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2004/11/firsts.html' title='Firsts'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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-8208561.post-109797986885542523</id><published>2004-10-16T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:24:19.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personality Type</title><summary type='text'>"...sometimes you do too much for others and become drained physically, emotionally, and even financially. You're not especially good at letting people know what you need. In fact, you try hard to hide when you're feeling bad. That sweet smile goes on your face and no one knows that you're hurting."Eerie. I've been spending my day contemplating on why I "hide" when I'm down, and then this online </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/feeds/109797986885542523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208561&amp;postID=109797986885542523' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/109797986885542523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208561/posts/default/109797986885542523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastalagi.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-personality-type.html' title='My Personality Type'/><author><name>amy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08205683465091513124</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>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
