<?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-9212262953604683170</id><updated>2012-02-04T13:49:46.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping out</title><subtitle type='html'>in faith</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212262953604683170.post-6377774648157761749</id><published>2009-01-02T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:49:51.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>My resolution(S) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lead at least one person to Christ this year, i would say save someone but only God can save someone i can only lead someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finish the four Gospels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm i got a 2.88 GPA, one C and a RP report pending for my rwsA class everything else A and Bunch o B's... oh well ill do better hahah like i always say... SERIOUS THOUGH "REAL TALK!" hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-6377774648157761749?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/6377774648157761749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=6377774648157761749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/6377774648157761749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/6377774648157761749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-124841100084943379</id><published>2008-12-31T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:43:35.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doxology</title><content type='html'>Doxology was found in 2008 during the summer break. &lt;br /&gt;As a dancer in my morse all male team i was able to find a nack for dance. Being that i am christian and believe what i believe, i understand that having this gift must be used for the Glory of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth leaders proposed that the youth would do a dance as a special number for the Church's anniversary. Why a dance? because everyone ALWAYS does a song and sings and it gets boring and common. When the youth went out to meet at the rag's pad, we had a meeting and talked about the time that it would take and most importantly what kind of dance we should do. In the end, i decided to take the initiative and actually start choreographing dances. Please note: i have never choreographed before. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone agreed and i was put into a high position cause i was the one that knew the dances and how to teach besides adrian nievera who had more dance experience but considering he just wanted to be in the dance, i used him to be an example for those with lesser experience. Time flew and most of the practices were outside my house, it was really cool i dont kn ow if it was fun considering the time that we had, and the amount we had to learn. I went from random/funny Adrian to serious/business adrian. haha ask anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a sermon i was skipping through the bible and in romans there was a this title called doxology. I immediately bookmarked it and decided to look at it later after service. Doxology, wow that sounds really cool haha. I looked it up on wikipedia and dictionary.com and found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/SVvJx2V609I/AAAAAAAAAEo/cPXjnJ4BbIc/s1600-h/doxology.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 102px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/SVvJx2V609I/AAAAAAAAAEo/cPXjnJ4BbIc/s320/doxology.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286040445887632338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/SVvJxeaaiDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/eS4iavbgB_0/s1600-h/doxologydef.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 67px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/SVvJxeaaiDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/eS4iavbgB_0/s320/doxologydef.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286040439464036402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this really cool, as if God revealed it to me. Like foreal its crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every practice we would hang a little while waiting for eveyone to come, then we would ALWAYS start with a prayer which i LOVE so much. Digressing... in my all male dance team at school before a big performance we would pray, but all i hear them pray about is how to make us not nervous and how to not mes up and the dances are all vulgar and not for God. So i felt wrong while praying with them. I guess this is how people see praying, they use God in hard times and ask for help that is irrelevant. -_- sad.. but in doxology its always for God! Jesus Music only! And i love how we are opening a vessel of dance for the youth to get involved in! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we are going to do another Doxology medley dance combined with mira mesa, it will be hard because its more people and its for a different place, and this time: were not in vacaTION. :( But we praise God cause we know that by positioning ourselves for miracles, souls can be saved :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-124841100084943379?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/124841100084943379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=124841100084943379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/124841100084943379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/124841100084943379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/12/doxology.html' title='Doxology'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/SVvJx2V609I/AAAAAAAAAEo/cPXjnJ4BbIc/s72-c/doxology.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212262953604683170.post-2872517861617227094</id><published>2008-12-16T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:06:08.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>final</title><content type='html'>my last final is tomoro! just got to do TWO ESSAYS BEFORE 6:45 AHHHHHHHHHHH ok no more procrastinating. God is Good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-2872517861617227094?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/2872517861617227094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=2872517861617227094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/2872517861617227094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/2872517861617227094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/12/final.html' title='final'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-2286016612975818217</id><published>2008-12-05T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:42:00.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out the shirts!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/STlxX-2y2QI/AAAAAAAAADg/VREHulTqJes/s1600-h/asasa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/STlxX-2y2QI/AAAAAAAAADg/VREHulTqJes/s400/asasa.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276373095264999682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO OOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really going to try to get it for the church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we get 16, the price per person will cost $18.22 each | $291.52 total &lt;br /&gt;if we get 32 the price per person will cost $14.82 each | $474.24 total &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/STl10ePCCnI/AAAAAAAAADo/esAq6v_fHIw/s1600-h/newlogo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/STl10ePCCnI/AAAAAAAAADo/esAq6v_fHIw/s400/newlogo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276377982771006066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 people $28.49 each | $170.94 total &lt;br /&gt;16 people $15.14 each | $242.24 total&lt;br /&gt;20 people $13.62 each | $272.40 total &lt;br /&gt;32 people $11.24 each | $359.68 total&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-2286016612975818217?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/2286016612975818217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=2286016612975818217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/2286016612975818217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/2286016612975818217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/12/check-out-shirts.html' title='Check out the shirts!!!'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/STlxX-2y2QI/AAAAAAAAADg/VREHulTqJes/s72-c/asasa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212262953604683170.post-3380297845314610744</id><published>2008-11-28T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:37:50.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework Hater</title><content type='html'>Thats what i am. Except i rarely use the word hate. I really learned to stop saying that. anyways today is Black Friday and i am on my bed surrounded by schoolwork -_- h how i wish i could just buy a fireplace, put it in my room, then just toss the stuff inside. thatd be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its thanksgiving break and everyone says ther gonna do hw, but they end up doing it on the day before. I really REALLY need to change that about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im starting to find people on blogspot, and this Blogspot aint as private no more. people are reading this. hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H E L L O E V R Y O N E W H O C A R E S A B O U T M Y T H O U G H TS H E L LO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna start writing poetry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;From the once called forests of the lands afar,&lt;br /&gt;lies a beast &lt;br /&gt;who sleeps&lt;br /&gt; until the day of war,&lt;br /&gt;now this creature is the only last of its kind&lt;br /&gt;Seeking revenge&lt;br /&gt; for the ones who cursed his mind &lt;br /&gt;planting mines &lt;br /&gt;to keep everyone away&lt;br /&gt;From the things he fears &lt;br /&gt;will draw the evil clay&lt;br /&gt;forming molds of the beholder&lt;br /&gt;Heat transforms colder&lt;br /&gt;But thats all the norm screaming&lt;br /&gt;come&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-3380297845314610744?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/3380297845314610744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=3380297845314610744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3380297845314610744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3380297845314610744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/11/homework-hater.html' title='Homework Hater'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-502762770152450707</id><published>2008-11-28T17:56:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:56:51.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>It was alright, got to jam and stuff and see ian. I am thankful for everything really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-502762770152450707?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/502762770152450707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=502762770152450707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/502762770152450707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/502762770152450707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-7444139304938723186</id><published>2008-11-24T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:16:49.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksmas</title><content type='html'>its almost Thanksgiving, but im thinking more about christmas. haha but isn't everybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Sunday since last last sunday, my dad decided it would be good for us to study the bible one chapter at a time. Of course the human side of me was like, UGHHHHH my time, BORING right? But the real me was like HOW COOL! i get to pracitce working in bible studies, i get to leran about Great and Mighty God, and most of all i will be able to get lcoser with my family. The order of who takes charge during the studies goes as follows: Me, Jeff, Jarell (he's this week i cant wait to see what hes going to do) mom (im excited about her too ^_^) and lastly my dad (he's like pastor status so he's good haha) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so far my chapter i learned about the geneology of Jesus Christ how he was the son of many such as the great King David and the Ever Famous Abraham, but born from the virgin Mary and the Holy Spirit. Informed through a Dream Joseph has this constatnt communication with God IN HIS DREAMS! how cool is that like God sends angels INTO his dream?! WTCRAZY! haha thats cool, then it goes into the three wise men and how they disobeyed King Herod who was afraid of jesus' birth cause he was to rule above him. But Jesus sends more angels to Joseph's draems and Jesus escapes harm. =] YAY Baby Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really procrastinating on my dirvers license. My brother got it before me! eeeee! Oh well, im practicing and i keep almost killing the people im driving with -_- but ill get better. I would say why i havent gotten it yet, but by saying it..hold up ima go eat something TBC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-7444139304938723186?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/7444139304938723186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=7444139304938723186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7444139304938723186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7444139304938723186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksmas.html' title='Thanksmas'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-348081505490694936</id><published>2008-11-17T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T08:48:33.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ab samahan</title><content type='html'>I think i am going to name my Blog. hmmmmmm... i will name you G429!!! haha iono. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear G429,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok to AB samahan was a crazy day. I am part of this club called abscope and itsd basically this outreach program and where freshman in college actually get the oppurtunity to be staff members. So as soon as i got to ab samahan around 730am i realized how many people were there. I didnt have my clothing and i had to find some guy who was selling the volunteer shirts. When i got it, i was immediately helping out near the registration desks. Simply just regulating. I was the volunteer that the kids were scared of cause i kept yelling and really challenging them haha. I had my scissors that day but they were more of a display than for use. But i was going to cut some wristbands if people started giving me an attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright i think the biggest contribution i did was handling the HUGE lines. The first time was for lunch and it turned out t hat people could not handle it. EVERYONE was just too NICE to say anything thatll do anything or TOO mean that once they yelled, people still would not do anything. It was hard for people especially the leaders. Its the worst feeling to say something, be heard, then be ignored. UGHHHHH but i took a mintue and thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission: single file line&lt;br /&gt;Problem: Too many kids&lt;br /&gt;Resources: bunch of volunteers with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what i thought of doing was cutting the line. holding up the flow. If i just keep yelling at them, yeah they know they have to be in a single file line, but that doesnt really let them know how. By cutting the line and holding the flow i was able to let the group thats close to the food go and slowly transform the huge mob into a single filed organized line. I was soooooooooo happy =] haha i feel like a loser control-obseessed person but who cares. My abscope director said what i had to do and i did it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next line for the talent show was complete chaos, and i felt really embarrased. But i took charge and me being the first-year had people who were 6th years asking me what they could do to help, or listeniong when i directed them to do something. I FELT SO COOOL! you know? I realized i didnt carry myself as someone who was just helping, i carried myself as someone who knew what he was doing knew how to do it, and was unmovable. No one asked me if i was a first year, they just wanted organiztion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the last line, ohhhh man. The line for the dance. I knew it. I was prepared and i knew what to do. Ok. They specifically called me out and i ran to the door where the dance entrance was. They told me what they needed did some communication and then i made my plan. It was 15 minutes or so before the talent show was over and some volunteers headed towards the dance area to secure and be ready. I basically told em the plan i nwas going to make. I made a path and made sure the mob would be NOWHERE enar the entrance. First there would be the mob near the steps, THEN the fat line taht kind or curved and stopped. I stopped it there and from there people would divide into two lines. Of coruse i would stop them everytime the last line which lead to the entrance of the dance got full, that way, people at starbucks could come and go and we would not be as botherslome as we would be. OHHH MNNN its sooo coool to see your plan just be successful I rememebr right before the kids came i was so excited to see if it would work! And thank God it did =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i know its jsut lines but it was a HUGE difference that really eased alot of stress for people. I was really glad how well it turned out. |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the dance, well iono. I kind of quit dancing. Like last year. My last dance was prom. I used to SWANG like there was NO TOMRORO! i would get freaky and just grind on ALL THE CHICKS! i was good no doubt. like foreal if you were a girl, you would have fun dancing with me cause i could follow the girls from top to bottom, i could even lead them where to go and take control. It was so SEXY! Even my friends would compliment me and man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that i look back at it. ITs reall;y disgusting, i got really good at something REALLY disgusting. Sex with clothes, i looked like everyone else. MY friend told me why she doesnt dance like that, i was actually trying to convince her to dance so i could dance with her but she told me, "its just weird, besides, your not gonna dance like that when your older or with your family." And i started thinking of those cute dances daughters do with their dads and i am like. Your totally right. What has dancing become? It was really disgusting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when i went into the dance i just saw alot of people freaking and last year me and my friend would just go up on random girls and just dance. NEVER got rejected. I could have done it again and i had a few friends that would have, but this year, i jsut joined my other friends and raved. Sure it felt klind of lame, but i didnt do the nasty. I didnt do waht i usaed to do and most importantly i was dancing, having fun =] no grinding this year just enjoying my time with some friends. it was really cool! i even got to go on stage. the best part was when they started playing techno and everyone had the glowsticks up. haha my friends glowstick exploded on him hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and seeing michelle speak was really a new perspective of her for me really cool Proud of ya! =D I had a workshop but i did not do as well cause i wasnt really doing a motivation speech but a expereince kind of thing. but wow that wass cool seeing yuh! oh and i SAW PJ!!! MANN i miss those guys. YOU TEMEC KIDS ROCK! and ALBY you dance really well man! not like you guys will see this anyway BYE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-348081505490694936?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/348081505490694936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=348081505490694936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/348081505490694936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/348081505490694936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/11/ab-samahan.html' title='Ab samahan'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-2856965847142992743</id><published>2008-11-17T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T08:15:15.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership</title><content type='html'>I got it! You got it? Theres three types of people in this world. Followers, Leaders, and nobodies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaders: People who start something and take control over an idea. People who have a goal mission or dream that they try to accomplish. People who you can listen to and look up to. Bold, courageous, Creative. Think on the dot, are the least to give up. Always thinking of new ideas, and are inspired by the ones around them or by what they learned. People who believe in something and keep going. Those who take charge when in chaotic times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Warren G. Bennis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The most dangerous leadership myth is that leaders are born -- that there is a genetic factor to leadership. This myth asserts that people simply either have certain charismatic qualities or not. That's nonsense; in fact, the opposite is true. Leaders are made rather than born."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Winston Churchill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The price of greatness is responsibility."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followers: Servants, teammates, brothers, people whop you can depend on. People who believe. Those you can count on when your in doubt. Support, build. Those who multiply and back you up. People who give themselves up to obey, trusting. Trustworthy. Faithful, dependent. Those who folllow  without cease due to conviction. Flexible (like willing to change), eccentric. All around, useful, humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"“True leadership must be for the benefit of the followers, not the enrichment of the leaders.”"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"“The Bible promises us that Jesus will return to take His faithful followers with Him to live with Him in His glorious presence forever. Everyone else will be left behind to face God's wrath and judgment. If Jesus were to return today, do you know if He would take you with Him to heaven?”" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobodies: The "cool" people who dont make a difference, they just work within the box and do what everyone else is doing. They basically just take up space because they can not find a better reason to live than to live for the time-being. pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America there is an American Promise to achieve on our own. To depend on our own. But Jesus has a different mindset. He wants us to humble ourselves by becoming servants and depending on him. Its so hard to be a christian in America, but we gotta shine for him you guys. Its not all about getting what you can for yourself, but getting what you can to benefit the kingdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. my knees keep popping everytime i sit and straigten them out. =[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-2856965847142992743?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/2856965847142992743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=2856965847142992743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/2856965847142992743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/2856965847142992743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/11/leadership.html' title='Leadership'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-4235835532981372910</id><published>2008-11-13T09:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:30:57.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many girls</title><content type='html'>There are so many girls that are at sdsu that dress very provactively. And i am coming back from the retreat trying to work and be aware of myself. I always catch myself looking at girls in ways that are wrong YES ITS LUSTING but im a guy and we all do that. But now that i am trying to change it, i catch myself looking mroe at the ground because every girl that passes by looks like a MODEL with cleavages and everything!!! Gosh these girls need to find selfrespect and disconnect from this world. There are better ways to get attention and diluting mens eyes to your body parts is just EVIL !Since the first day i came here, just a bunch of gitrls that look like they are from the movies! and better yet they are live right in front of me!! I am out of the filipino culture and into America! Land of Diversity and what not. you know in intervarsity, i do not look at the girls the wrong way, and thats how i like it =] I feel more comfortable no distractions, and everyon has respect for themselves and most importantly God. gosh. . . this is going to be soooooooooo hard. But God give me strngth, if you said it is not right, im going to do my best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 2:15-17 Love not the world, neither the things that are in the world. If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lust of the eyes&lt;/span&gt;, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world. And the world passes away, and the lust thereof: but he that does the will of God abides forever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen, so many things in that passage im working on but God thank you for revealing to me. Wish me luck on my day to day passes. UGHHHHHHHHHHHH i can do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-4235835532981372910?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/4235835532981372910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=4235835532981372910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/4235835532981372910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/4235835532981372910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-are-so-many-girls-that-are-at.html' title='Too many girls'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-3769894641426294018</id><published>2008-11-12T04:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T04:50:15.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catalina Island</title><content type='html'>Soul Food&lt;br /&gt;Its basically a retreat for  this christian  in SDSU&lt;br /&gt;When i got to go it was cool cause it cost around $125 but i only had to pay $40 and the people would do scholarship for me =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before we got to the seaport i was riding with Aaron and Juliann those guys are pretty rad. Well Aarons a bit cooler cause he plays music and Juliann is the new guy, haha i WAS the new guy until he showed up. well turns out we got to the seaport which is the ship paralel to an airport, we were an hour early. AS soon as i got in there were a grip of people but i jumped right in and met alot of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was cool was that everytime i met people i gave them high fives. And if you know me i give manly high fives. Everyone remembered me cause of it. haha it got dark then we finally got onto the ship. it was kinda wobbly but i chilled upstairs and got to meet more people and hifive more people as well. There was a small group singing then i joined and it was bomb. I then went to the main deck then the bottom floor. when i went back up tot he top i met even more people ans some random guy came up to me asking if i was Adrian Mique and he asked if he could talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all " am i in trouble?"&lt;br /&gt;he said noa nd introduced himself as Chris W.&lt;br /&gt;He basically invited me to emcee with him for the whole weekend. and i excitedly said yes. But check this out, he is a writing/math major and graduated colege 6 years ago, why did he choose me? i am a first year in college and first time going to catalina! the thing is, i prayed for this oppurtunity and God provided. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lessons were basscally as follows&lt;br /&gt;1: Listen to Gods Voice&lt;br /&gt;2: Be dependant on God&lt;br /&gt;3: Live an Adventure&lt;br /&gt;4: understand the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute i listed up four..bnut the weekend was 3 days! YESSS my friends, i was on the island for four days why??? cause God wanted to teach us how to depend on him by actually setting us up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday night we were suppose to leave but the waters became unstable around the isalnd. and back at LA where the seaport was at, the waves reached 35 feet!! CRAZY everyone was excited and so was i. I really felt God was moving amogst us and we were really living an adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing was that the worship leader is gpingt o take me under her wing so i am going to learn alot from her. I really thank her and thank God and i am really excited to learn. When we (her name is Audrey) jammed together our voiced really blended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write A GRIPLOAD but thats about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what in the key of F are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;"check check check check norris."&lt;br /&gt;"oo ooooooooooooooo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i stopped talking to her. i dunno what might happen. but right now i am offcially single and not looking, i think ill try fixing it but i really do not know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-3769894641426294018?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/3769894641426294018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=3769894641426294018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3769894641426294018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3769894641426294018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/11/catalina-island.html' title='Catalina Island'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-5782862548039166376</id><published>2008-11-03T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:21:29.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well, im losing it</title><content type='html'>My, starting good habits, are fading away. And i got to take a step back and look at what i need as a person and as a christian. I will start reading my bible again i believe it has been 5 days since then? but back then like 5 months ago i would have been "5 days? wow so much!" iono but i really feel bad and i want God to tell me more about him so i can worship him for who he truly is =] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school is a bit struggling so i got to stop that. And to my only reader, who only came here once, Michelle i hope you are careful with what your doing. You are a really cool person and need more people like you in the youth. The right guy will come to you soon so do not look for him, God will provide you with someone great =] So learn more about him. I thinkn you are one of my favorites in youth just cause your so outgoing and friendly, and know wasap. haha iono. THIS BETTER CHEER YOU UP! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to need more time cause im getting TOO involved with school AND IM ONLY A FRESHMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staff member of abscope. &lt;br /&gt;INTERVARSITY MEMBER&lt;br /&gt;JIL youth&lt;br /&gt;SChool with EIGHTEEN CREDITS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima be late for class PEACE OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-5782862548039166376?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/5782862548039166376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=5782862548039166376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/5782862548039166376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/5782862548039166376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-im-losing-it.html' title='well, im losing it'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-7205739966615825173</id><published>2008-10-29T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:54:51.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father knows best</title><content type='html'>i (word thats more than like but not love) angel =] Shes soo selfless and patient. Im sorry i keep doubting you. Your great =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha im really doing well, my brother Jeff is a true blessing and i thank God for him. He saved me from my old habits. Of course i wont be changed overnight but i got to work hard at changing my habits. My Bad HAbits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;Late Phone Calls.&lt;br /&gt;Not Checking Planner.&lt;br /&gt;Getting TOOO involved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grades arent doing to well. i just didnt do one of my essays and then i missed a test. -_- whats wrong with me? Lord i pray for guidance and remove this spirit of bad habits. Thanks for always listening and being there when i need you. I dont lust you God, i Love you and i accept all that you do for me. Good or Bad, Father knows best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-7205739966615825173?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/7205739966615825173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=7205739966615825173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7205739966615825173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7205739966615825173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/father-knows-best.html' title='Father knows best'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-4473641404828105104</id><published>2008-10-25T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:30:41.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauve</title><content type='html'>For God has loved me in a way that i can not understand. He loved us so much that even though we do not deserve to go to heaven God gave his own son so that we may have the chance to be born Again. Thank you lord for your spirit and son and your gracce and mercy. For a love like yours is unmatchable and i can not go on being loved by you if i can not love others in the same way. For how i am loved, for who i love, determines how i nlove. And God you are Love so in that very respect give me wisdom and dont let my lust get in the way of my desire or decisions. Thank you for the wonderful lesson last night. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-4473641404828105104?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/4473641404828105104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=4473641404828105104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/4473641404828105104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/4473641404828105104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/lauve.html' title='Lauve'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-3067492576305317824</id><published>2008-10-24T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:26:14.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>I have lost my phone and i usually call angel about every night. This week for the first 3 or two days i just forced my self to sleep, then i lost my fone so i had no choicen but to just sleep. I think i had a dream about talking to her o the phone? weird. IM SO WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been sucha blessing to me, spiritually for the most. At first she didnt catch my eye, i really didnt like her at all. She was that girl who thought she could play music and i thought i was better. But after re encounter i sat with her on the bus and we talked. I got to know her more, i was open to her and i saw her. I was sitting right next to her. I got her number and started calling her from time to time. I enjoyed our talks and i enjoyed getting to know her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there were things going in my head, that i cant say here. but its just tough. i have done things for her that really raised my standards. I once sang in a quartet to serenade her for valentines day. Something i have never ever ever done before. I just do all these things for her and i could not stop thinking about her. She would answer questions about God for me and when i call she wouldnt even talk she would always listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno whats up with me now but i dont think of her anymore. Not as much as i used to. For the same reasons that stopped me back then. I think it is because we are really different? i told her to wait for me, and i told her i think she should be my first. But i also told her that im sorry that i am like this. And i also told her to please understand. Im picky for a reason because i know what i want but i just cant explain it. Shes there everything that should be good in a person is there shes not like all the other kids in this generation shes out of this world. But theres things that make me iffy and i dont know if i want that iffyness in my life with someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel bad and i dont feel good. I am just thinking this through. I am attending intervarsity and yes there are girls, there are pretty girls but i havent got to know them so i cant say that i like them. I dont think i like anyone. again. =[ or maybe i am being analytical. im sorry im sorry imsorry. Im just confused and iffy. I dont think God talks about relationships or boyfriends or girlfriends, just wives. Weird ey? so what do they do? i dont know. This will pass by and i wont even remember this but i dont know, its like im forcing myself to think about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the good side, Me and God are becoming super buddies. And i know more about the bible and im elarning super faster than ive ever done. Teach me more than just your word God Speak to me, speak &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-3067492576305317824?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/3067492576305317824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=3067492576305317824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3067492576305317824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3067492576305317824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmmmm.html' title='Angel'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-8562052506855221199</id><published>2008-10-23T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:23:31.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a test</title><content type='html'>and i have not studied once again, i got tot get my priorities straight. I am using God as an excuse for education which is definately a bad thing. So i think ima have to get off the computer but thats how i do hw? What am i suppose to do?! ughhhh God give me guidance and shine your light upon my path so i can walk in your direction. Father give me peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-8562052506855221199?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/8562052506855221199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=8562052506855221199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/8562052506855221199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/8562052506855221199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-test.html' title='i have a test'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-7026763143831037868</id><published>2008-10-21T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:13:05.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming events</title><content type='html'>soooo last night, i went to a talent show and i was with the intervarsity crew. They cool, but the Apsa and AB samahan and frats and sororities had WAAAAYYY more spirit. I wanted to go all out  but was not sure if our group was going to beat. But im sure everyone had the same mentality. =[ oh well. Anyways in between the shows they had this dance off and saw my friend cv dance. he was pretty good and thought i could od it. Unfortunately i afile =[ what a way to waste my humiliation, but i am kinda proud i went up it was an oppurtunity that i took and i didnt lose anything and Intervarsity was repped =] WOOHOO IV! JESUS! hahaha they were like playing club music and paul and i were like rapping for God. And then the other groups would dooo cheers like AAAA BBBBB!!!! then the rest of their group would be like SA MA HAAANNNNNNNNN!!! ALL LOUD with spirit. And then paul joked saying JEEEEEE SUUUUUUUSSSSSSS!!! and then i started cracking up. It was weird, cause we should be able to do that. hahhaa i mean not that its not allowed but its not "cool" This world that we live in, this generation were going through really got their priorities and interests mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today this afternoon, i was the spokesperson for IV's fashion show group, turns out i did good cause i was funny? but i analyze myself and downgrade a GRIP! but i was just helping out so im stilll glad. I realize that all the leaders are like seniors fourth years and Mina Nelson and I are the only really active freshman which makes us the COOOLIEST! B] Oh and congrats to my lil bro who got his license today. I prayed for ya. I am kinda sad he got it before me but its ok. I want to say that my excuse was because i was busy during the summer 6 weeks dorming at sdsu and during school, musicals, dance taems, President of choir, bible club! mannn it is alot compared to jeff buuuuuttt... he got it first fair and square. Congrats again. Lalallaa I saw michelles Blog today and it inspired me to write today as well =] Hi Michelle! lest be blog buds haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i learned how to fix the JIL website =] Thanks Josie! And theres a new vid for the CYNyoutube i hope it gets more noticed so people will know Jesus is Lord and more people will come!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_4RxzmuX7Ks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_4RxzmuX7Ks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-7026763143831037868?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/7026763143831037868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=7026763143831037868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7026763143831037868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7026763143831037868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/homecoming-events.html' title='Homecoming events'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-5677488971892074743</id><published>2008-10-20T12:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:11:00.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>college</title><content type='html'>its getting serious and i must keep up and keep on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-5677488971892074743?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/5677488971892074743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=5677488971892074743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/5677488971892074743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/5677488971892074743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/college.html' title='college'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-8737514409851921070</id><published>2008-10-15T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:05:36.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy</title><content type='html'>God never ceases to amaze me. Ok so lemme break it down. I have to wake up an hour and a half before my class starts. 30 minutes to ge raedy. and at 8:00 have to be at the trolley to get to sdsu by 8:45 in which my class starts at 9:00 See i was late tody and left the house at 8:11 and got on the trolley at 8:15. so i am indefinately late. But as soon as it started, in 10 minutes i am already on the green line. The ride was so fast but i sincerely beleive that it was God working. Its so amazing and i Praise God for that! woohoo never cease to amaze me. I was 10 inutes early today. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-8737514409851921070?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/8737514409851921070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=8737514409851921070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/8737514409851921070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/8737514409851921070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/crazy.html' title='Crazy'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-4922623644039432578</id><published>2008-10-14T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:31:18.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jarell Mique</title><content type='html'>Yes its my little brothers 14th Bday so this is for him!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Bday lil bro hope you like the uke and i hope your realize how big God is in your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-4922623644039432578?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/4922623644039432578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=4922623644039432578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/4922623644039432578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/4922623644039432578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/jarell-mique.html' title='Jarell Mique'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-3267647702483568108</id><published>2008-10-12T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:42:59.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About to study</title><content type='html'>Oh no my special litttle blogspot! Dont die i will water you today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 1st and foremost!&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GOD!&lt;br /&gt;you really outdid yourself this time by providing someone to pick up the phone for me. I mean i lost it at SDSU! not like in highschool where i could go to the lost and found and its likely to be there. NO SDSU is like 12 Morse High schools and there are diferent departments. But despite that God made a miracle and this is just sooo crazy. Lord God i will praise you in the STORMS! Only in problems can god create miracles. So praise him in your problems (storms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay soooo The youth actually made this song which sounds lie two bridges.&lt;br /&gt;Angel showed me this really cool way of playing the piano to fill the empty spot that always bothered me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth is pretty chill, my smallgroup is like me my bro and k. mark who talk and the other dudes bsides justin is quiet. &lt;br /&gt;And i want to buy his uke but im not sure how much it costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday service&lt;br /&gt;Our monthly focus is servanthood.&lt;br /&gt;Somethings that stick out&lt;br /&gt;-more leadership books that servant books&lt;br /&gt;-Jesus called himself nothing and came to earth to serve&lt;br /&gt;he did not choose where to serve he served in all areas that God provided him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving is a privelege &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure there are other people better than you but God chose you. It is a privelege. Moses was the worst public speaker but God &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;chose&lt;/span&gt; him to Lead the israelites out, God chooses the people you least expect. We must consider our abilities as ways to serve God. Because to serve is a privilege and we must NOT lose our priveleges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-3267647702483568108?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/3267647702483568108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=3267647702483568108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3267647702483568108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3267647702483568108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/about-to-study.html' title='About to study'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-1662258920834252585</id><published>2008-10-08T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:30:16.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phone =[</title><content type='html'>My phone is going to die. It lost its way and i have no idea where it is. Though i am in this current predicament, God will make a way. Thank you lord for this situation for only in problems can you show miracles. =D As i have learned from Job, I will accept your blessings AND your trials.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-1662258920834252585?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/1662258920834252585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=1662258920834252585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/1662258920834252585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/1662258920834252585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/phone.html' title='phone =['/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-5610593071425370756</id><published>2008-10-06T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:10:06.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome God</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ODrgDw8r2k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ODrgDw8r2k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude i sooooo want to do this skit. Ima send it to Kuya Z to see if he can recreate the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome God-           Eden's Bridge, &lt;br /&gt;Awesome God-           Hillsong United, &lt;br /&gt;Returns A King-        300 soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Fever Dream-           300 soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Lead Me to the Cross-  Hillsong United,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 girls &lt;br /&gt;4 guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking...&lt;br /&gt;Abi Raga&lt;br /&gt;Andang&lt;br /&gt;*Dian   &lt;br /&gt;*Janell&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;Alrene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Chris &lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey&lt;br /&gt;Adrian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-5610593071425370756?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/5610593071425370756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=5610593071425370756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/5610593071425370756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/5610593071425370756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/check-this-out.html' title='Awesome God'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-1296153410019676866</id><published>2008-10-03T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:54:59.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intervarsity</title><content type='html'>These cats are so nice =D they give me more comfortability in being Christian. Met a couple more guys and these other chicks. I have a bad problem, when i meet alot of people on a certain day its hard for me to remember one of them. haha. Well i met this guys named JC Julius Caesar navaro? iono but turns out he's my kuya Marks Friend. How cool is that? They used to do cell group and they go way back. He lives near me and after intervarsity, everyone like goes out to eat and hangs out all the time. Kinda weird reminds me of XI but its pretty cool! get to know people better. God is not a common subject though but i made it. I followed up on John and when we prayed and what not. It's really cool. I met this other guy named Paul the lead singer of the worship team, and i met Sarah this girl who always wears a clipboard hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;LIST TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John: Guy i prayed with&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: First Friend&lt;br /&gt;Beau: First person i met&lt;br /&gt;JC: First filipino friend&lt;br /&gt;Paul: Lead worship leader&lt;br /&gt;Drew: Theatre class guy&lt;br /&gt;Minsy?: Freshman girl like me =D&lt;br /&gt;Who else ... &lt;br /&gt;OH the military guy who i totally diss but i think im going to go to his bible classes now. Its always before Intervarsity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are really nice. I hope to get more involved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being Christian is not an attribute, It's a lifestyle." =D haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-1296153410019676866?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/1296153410019676866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=1296153410019676866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/1296153410019676866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/1296153410019676866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/intervarsity.html' title='Intervarsity'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-7114440006821440150</id><published>2008-10-02T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:24:31.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods Favor Pt II</title><content type='html'>sooooo i really didnt mention this earlier cause i was really embarrassed about it. I had a test, 1/4 test in the semester and i chose not to study for it. Well i tried in the trolley and it really didnt work out. It was a tuesday 3 weeks ago and i was not in the mood. I prayed earnestly for answers and provision and Gods grace and i really did not get anything. Turns out it was one of those tests that are like, man i should have studied a little more. Cause it looked so easy! if only i knew a couple of things AHHHHHHHHH. but then today. We were learning about probability and i did not study either. I was dozing off cause i have like this stye like thing but you cant see it in my left eye and i just could not see so it was really hard for me to take notes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gave up and dozed. Then i woke up in time right be4 the quiz when the teacher was saying. &lt;br /&gt;"alright, anyone want to try replacing their grades with any of these?" &lt;br /&gt;He held out a stack of tests from 3 weeks ago that people have not picked up yet. &lt;br /&gt;"its easy. if you pick a grade higher you get that grade, if it is lower you get a lower grade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See there were a couple things running through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. These people who have not picked up their test have been gone. They have been absent so what more if they took that test. I have been to every calss except one and they beat me already by a day, at least. So who knows if they got a good grade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Someone picked up their test today for being absent after 4 days of class, he had an 85.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i got a 70. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i raised my hand and found out i was the only one who did. everyone was like. ohhhhhhhhh i woke everyone up cause of the excitement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on up" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i got up you could hear the classmates giggling &lt;br /&gt;and this one Latina softly saying, "don't do it.." as i passed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this was an opportunity and this test was something i was not proud of. I had to do something. While i was trying to maneuver myself out of the isle, as if it was at a movie theatre, the teacher was shuffling about 6 tests in his hand. I could feel everyone hoping/guessing/excited for what i was doing. It was pretty cool. Then i chose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flipped the test and saw an 80. Wasnt bad definately better. But man an 80! thats ten points higher! Thats waaaay better than a C. As i walked back to my seat, i wuickly turned around saying, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, you don't know my name?!" everyone laughed.&lt;br /&gt;As the teacher released a quick giggle, he said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alright alright just write it on your quiz ill give ya your ten points" '&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off, i saw the quiz and quickly recognize it from stats! How cool was that? im pretty sure i did really well, besides its 5 points for taking it and 5 questions each to add to those 5 points. possible 10? im sure i got 4/5 of em right =D I then wrote in bold and big letters at the bottom corner of my quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PLEASE GIVE ME +10 POINTS&lt;br /&gt;~Adrian Mique The guy who picked the test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got to leave early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow it's really cool. God's timing. thas all i got to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-7114440006821440150?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/7114440006821440150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=7114440006821440150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7114440006821440150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7114440006821440150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/gods-favor-pt-ii.html' title='Gods Favor Pt II'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-7119736171623630178</id><published>2008-10-01T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:32:53.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new scholarship im trying for...</title><content type='html'>Pray for me =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a $5000 scholarship and i never did one that requires writing till i saw this. So i decided to give it a shot =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Friend,&lt;br /&gt;the only reason your reading this right now is because I won. No I don’t mean the money, nor this scholarship. This prize that I have won is beyond what I can contain and I must share it with you.&lt;br /&gt; You are here because you need money. For whatever your reason is, or circumstance you’re in, money is getting you down. School seems so pointless to pursue because there is no one to look up to. Media is just portraying people who left school and got “lucky”, people who are the “IT” of today. Sure they’re rich &amp; happy. But are they really living the life? These people you see on TV are the worst examples of success, you need to look at the real world beyond that computer and look at the two people who bought you it. The same people, who bought you clothes when you were cold, fed you your favorite food when you were hungry, and put every effort of love to create you. They did not feed me so that I could grow to beg, buy clothes so that I could steal, they didn’t love me so that I could run away! They did it because they knew I was going to be somebody when I grew up. So what did I win exactly? I won the realization that I have to make my parents proud, to go for what I believe in and let nothing get in my way. Not even money. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-7119736171623630178?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/7119736171623630178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=7119736171623630178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7119736171623630178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7119736171623630178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-scholarship-im-trying-for.html' title='new scholarship im trying for...'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-2741839461884819632</id><published>2008-09-30T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:52:32.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>So like i was saying in the last blog.&lt;br /&gt;I am learning more andmore about the characters of the bible! They are soo cool, i hope i get enough information to pick a favrite =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far i know these guys plus special things about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job Faith&lt;br /&gt;Nehemiah Burden&lt;br /&gt;David Heart&lt;br /&gt;Roman Soldier Faith&lt;br /&gt;Elijah season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my flip camera will be coming in around next week so ill be posting videos here soon woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41XAAJdieUL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41XAAJdieUL.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at that baby! Itll be so easy for me to post vids and update my youtube hooray! &lt;br /&gt;Thanks God! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want one of these shirts too!! i could like secretly spread the word how cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh and i want a shirt like this =D it is pretty innovative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.notcot.com/images/reactee3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.notcot.com/images/reactee3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.notcot.com/images/reactee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.notcot.com/images/reactee2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.notcot.com/images/reactees5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.notcot.com/images/reactees5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click here to check it out!! ---&gt;&lt;a href="http://reactee.com/"&gt;TEETEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-2741839461884819632?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/2741839461884819632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=2741839461884819632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/2741839461884819632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/2741839461884819632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo!'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-5248339097888272099</id><published>2008-09-29T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:06:36.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Matrimony</title><content type='html'>Here i am in this hot dog place. Theres free wi fi and it is close to my class. So i guess i am going to chill here until my class starts. Hopefully Thomas will swing by and i wont be so lonesome. Oh i am kind of in a bad seat. Too late i guess im already settled but the smell of the hot dog smells delicious but the Lord will sustain my fast. Praise God =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, during the weekend i went to a marriage for a family who is really close to ours. Well were not so close but we used to be. They all speak filipino so when i got there i was like, trying to give them the hint that i dont speak filipino but i guess they just dont speak english. haha that was mean sorry iono. The wedding was ok, i was the candle person first in-line.  Scary eh?  Well not really i was more scared of ruining the moment for her because i did not go to pactice. for those who dont know, It's the guy and girl who walk up first to carrying candles down the line to light the 7 candles on both sides. It's not our fault we were late though cause it was last mnute for us. If it was my dedcision i would of definately stayed home. &lt;br /&gt;But i was really blessed to see the ceremony, it was touching. How God was the publisher and finisher of faith and how he was implemented in marriage. I really do not understand how all the homosexuals just want to redefine marriage. It really is silly. It is the first instituition of God, and (digressing...theres a blonde chick that everytime i look up i always catch her eye. Kinda awkward O.o ) anyways, that was the 1st institution in the bible and it combined the man and the woman. &lt;br /&gt;God made woman so that man would not be lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clearly it says in Genisis 2&lt;br /&gt;"It is not good that man should be alone; I will make a companion for him, a helper suited to his needs." vs18.&lt;br /&gt;"God...took one of his ribs...and made the rib into a woman, and brought her to the man." vs 22&lt;br /&gt;"This explains why a man leaves his father and mother and is joined to his wife in such a way that the two become one person." vs 24"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ya go. I pray that the homosexuals will realize what they are doing. They have been giving too much freedom and have created answers on their own rather than those of the wise. Back then, only men had certain jobs and women had the others, why? because it was more suitable for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could get off at this topic but i think ima read the bible for a bit. it'll be cool because it is in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait there are more things. I am telling you this month of prophetic church teaching is craaaaaaaazzzzzzzzyyyyyy. I love the word that God has impressed upon us. Pastor was really good, he basically freestyles through the Holy Spirit and i really want to be able to do that, my only problem is that i do not know enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He taught the church about how that one part in  the bible. About Elijah the Woman and the son. Listen to this, this is great. How Elijah is fed by The Widow at Zarephath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Widow at Zarephath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Elijah is a man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im running outta batt be ak later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neemiah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-5248339097888272099?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/5248339097888272099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=5248339097888272099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/5248339097888272099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/5248339097888272099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/holy-matrimony.html' title='Holy Matrimony'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-8527813093105307136</id><published>2008-09-26T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:09:37.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charisma</title><content type='html'>Last night i decided to go back to the INtervarsity fellowship held at sdsu. I went to the same spot i went tok last weeek and could not find them. I think i circled around campus about 50 times, it was kind of embarrassing bbecause i kept seeing the same people as i was going back and forth and i could not help but thinko about what they thought of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably something like, "that was the seventh time i saw that guy, i think he's lost"&lt;br /&gt;So i asked friends, like this OH this guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEMME DIGRESS.. there's this guy who said hey you! your from youtube. I was like yeah, but inside i was like OHHHHHHHH YEAHHHH!!!!!!!! hahaha, i felt kind of famous and it was weird. I was like who are you? and then he said, oh it's ricky from rickycharms. haha that's his youtube site so go check him out, he is a dancer and he's pretty friendly he wants to collaborate and i said yeah then we departed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways back to what i was saying, i saw him and he asked his friends if they know or can locate where intervarsity is. They said no and directed me towards their office but said the place had nobody in it. It was weird when i was in it, i saw the christian place, located right next to the gay/lesbian/str8 alliance club. Then i thought, wow that's awkward. ahaha. Anyways i went to the hall where they were not at,. the same palce i first went to and these people sitting next to it were like, are you loking for intervarsity, at first i was a little embarrassed but it was ok. I met this guy Beau and he said that intervarsity was being held somewehre else, and he walked me there.  I felt really noob but it's ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wehn we got there people were looking at me cause i was new, it's weird cause i'm the guy at my church who introduces people to the church. Now i see it in a whole different perspective. Anyway, when we got there, we basically did our Jesus thang and worship and praise started. The worship leader and other 4 people (including kajone, 2 other guitars, and a guy who uses falsetto [which i think is kinda weird]) They were leading worship and basically giving new people the jist of what intervarsity is, what worship is, and things like that. It was really cool. Of coursen i am not new to God and thank God everyday for the mornings he wakes me up. But as i was getting into the song, i did not know it so i just looked at the words and tried to follow. In my old church i worship all out and i feel comfortable there. Unlike in intervarsity i did not feel so comfortable. I know this is wrong but i wanted to worship with my hands str8 up and my voice lifted high, since not alot of people did that, i was very discouraged and limited. But though i was limited i felt like i was convicting people. Which is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when pastor Beau invited everyone into a time of prayer for forgiveness or things like that i asked for prayer and the guy who welcomed me offered to pray for me. I said yeah and we went to the back. I told him my situation and after he prayed for me, suprisingly he requested me to pray for him. I am really glad he was convicted and hope God shows more oppurtunities for him to shine like a city on a hill. Lord God have your way upon Intervarsity and make it for your cause. Thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my dad and he seemed proud, and encouraged me to start going more, and i said of course. I was going to ask him but he mentiuoned it first so Praise God. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-8527813093105307136?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/8527813093105307136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=8527813093105307136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/8527813093105307136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/8527813093105307136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/charisma.html' title='Charisma'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-4906190999497643607</id><published>2008-09-24T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:27:48.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake-up call.</title><content type='html'>Okay so i was basically ut on blas and i feel like a big jerk. Today for RWS 92a class, wel in general im the guy who asks the weird questions and ligten up the room, sacrificing myself for their humor while the teacher makes fun of me with some small joke. Well today, i forgot my book for class. The book we need to read in order to pass and we need to bring it everyday! Well i forgot that book and she told us to read a paragraph from it. I change seats and sit next to Mark who has a book. Gracefull he shares with me and i am looking at the teacher. Problem is i can see the teacher. Its ok sometimes if you mess up as long as the teacher doesnt notice or see you. This time, i was in clear view, if you looked in my direction there was no way you would be able to see me. Mrs Goodman said that she has 3 rws classes. 1 that is failing and the other. She says our class is still figuring out which kind of class we are going to be. When she found out another guy forgot his book, she threatened everyone on writing a paper if the mistake was to be repeated. Tottal PRESSURE! GEEEZ. i met this girl and i cant hang out with her because of the status i made. The teacher said that we have to take this class seriously and watch, youll see each other separating as the days pass. Therll be a side that does the work and the class thatll be repeating the cours. Evidently i was the guy that sparked everything and i was basically agreed to be the guy that was on the failing side. A big wake-up call, i have to get on course and prove to her i can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-4906190999497643607?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/4906190999497643607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=4906190999497643607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/4906190999497643607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/4906190999497643607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake-up call.'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-1018151553674546412</id><published>2008-09-23T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:29:08.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Favor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/783/coverwr9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/783/coverwr9.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img219.imageshack.us/img219/8826/withpicturevx7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img219.imageshack.us/img219/8826/withpicturevx7.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img353.imageshack.us/img353/9776/oddsqo0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img353.imageshack.us/img353/9776/oddsqo0.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/7082/iwonwwoooohoooay5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/7082/iwonwwoooohoooay5.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like everything i try to get i get. A pastor once preached over me and blessed me and reconized God's Favor over me. What grace eh? the second picture was what i saw for a long time turned out the breakdancer guy had alot of people who werent members just raising the numbers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-1018151553674546412?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/1018151553674546412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=1018151553674546412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/1018151553674546412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/1018151553674546412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/gods-favor.html' title='God&apos;s Favor'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-2048233891541218049</id><published>2008-09-23T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T18:18:25.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New taste</title><content type='html'>i now have a new acquired taste for all things holy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so addicted to finding the newest songs from hip hop artists such as tpain and Chris Brown and everyone. Of course i listen to them but not as much. For every 100 christian songs i listen to, i listen to one worldly. I really like the direction i am going and it just very convenient and easier to just meditate in the songs words and music =] so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i found the Christian channels on my tv and even though we removed basic cable, we still have the 300+ shows! I just want to be uplifted and not distracted. God is really showing himself through many vessels and forms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is just stuff my dad always encourages me to do such as playing more christian music in the house. He said that i bring the bad thhings in the house, or used to. And it influences the whole household. But now that it's christian everyones happy, and i am positive GOd is pleased. =D The thing i like most is how it influences my little brother Jarell, i notice as he walks around the house he sings alot of hillsong and Israel HOughton, and its pretty cool and very different from the worldly songs. I know it may not be a big impact but he is still young and soon he will mature in Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres this really cool song that i hope the band could learn someday, its called Crazy by Deluge. The worship leader Jonathan Stockstill who i thought was some conservist worship leader who is prolly white and old but turns out  hes a really cool dude. It talks about sacrifice in worship and giving it ALL to GOd. Check the song out, it feels like a matrixy song about some guy who is comtemplating the importance of GOd in his life in some dark porch or something. Or like he is training in some dark scene and then he starts worshiping god all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object allowFullScreen='True' width='300' height='205'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.itsallworship.com/home/DesktopModules/UltraVideoGallery/UltraVideoGallery.swf' /&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='flashvars' value='vId=9&amp;portalId=0&amp;baseUrl=http://www.itsallworship.com/home/DesktopModules/UltraVideoGallery/' /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.itsallworship.com/home/DesktopModules/UltraVideoGallery/UltraVideoGallery.swf' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' allowFullScreen='True' width='300' height='205' flashvars='vId=9&amp;portalId=0&amp;baseUrl=http://www.itsallworship.com/home/DesktopModules/UltraVideoGallery/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make a video to this!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-2048233891541218049?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/2048233891541218049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=2048233891541218049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/2048233891541218049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/2048233891541218049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-taste.html' title='New taste'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-4680819711588154808</id><published>2008-09-22T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:01:05.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no class?</title><content type='html'>So i have a 3 hour break about everyday of my college semester. It's pretty convenient since i am able to sleep at night without staying up for homework and just do it during school. It's a way better environment than at home because at home my little brothers and my parents, once they see me, they always have to say something. -_- i can't work like that unlike in sdsu everyone is doing there own thing so they have no reason to bother you in the first place. Just the sound of computers being typed away at. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i had this essay due today and thought i would make it. Well i had a two hour break today right before the class i needed the hw for came up. I was stressing out because i reread the prompt and really did not like my essay. Ithink i am going to restart it because it is just hideous. I have a problem when it comes to writing i always tend to explain what the author is saying instead of analyzing what the author is doing to prove his point. When i see stuff like that i just get frustrated. But i always just whisper to God to calm me down. &lt;br /&gt;So i finished my esay, well the basics of it and i was fed up with it. So i finally printed it out and rushed to give my xtra credit paragraph to my public speaking teacher, then went str8 to the class i needed to turn in the final essay to. When i got there there was this girl and she was like, isn't class cancelled today? Ad i was like i dont know. I went in the room and no one was there. Then another classmate came by and the girl asked her if we had class and she was like no. She replied with then why are you here? Ansd she said she was just passing by. I was pretty convinced so i left feeling very stressed over nothing and i here i am blogging. ugh. im going to read my daily bread now gbye. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-4680819711588154808?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/4680819711588154808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=4680819711588154808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/4680819711588154808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/4680819711588154808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-class.html' title='no class?'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-3510813825244819221</id><published>2008-09-21T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:01:31.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelea</title><content type='html'>just beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-3510813825244819221?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/3510813825244819221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=3510813825244819221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3510813825244819221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3510813825244819221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/angelea.html' title='Angelea'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-7969225392607639298</id><published>2008-09-20T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T08:53:22.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well youth was last night and we switchd into even smaller groups. I hope we dont keep dividingbcause ima miss out on friendships and stuff. But of course youth is for fellowship but its really about the oppurtunity to seek God. I thought i was in the band already but i guess i was not. A little discouraged i felt like not worshipping and trying to ake Brother D see me but that was not the right attitude. Quickly i rebuked that spirit and worshipped God without hindrance. Thank God for the worship team for buiding that bridge between heaven and earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preacing was good, it was about living in the world but not being of it. I talked alot compared to everyone so i guess its half bad/good but im looking at the glass half full. After service we played a little hackey sack and then Kuya Mark gave me a late birthday present. i was surprised. When i opened it at home it turned out to be a devotional. I am kinda against them because it is like people who God spoke to trying to speak to me instead of me reading the bibe straight up and seeing what God wants to personally tell me yahnoe? But it is a blessing and i am going to read it everyday. Todays verse is acknowledging th Lord's goodness in our lives. Psalm 34:8 &lt;br /&gt;a while back i was going to a birthday party and me and my bros had no birtday present so my dad forced us to buy a present on the way there. My dad then refered to that trip and said that he wants to instill i us a sense of giving gifts. That it is good not only because you give but it tells what kind of people are when it comes to gifts. I thank God for Kuya Mark and Andrea, they really are people i respect and pray for more blessings in their lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K PAYCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-7969225392607639298?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/7969225392607639298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=7969225392607639298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7969225392607639298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/7969225392607639298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday.html' title='A Gift'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-6106854427657446767</id><published>2008-09-19T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:40:09.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>word on the rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So today is Friday which means i got to wake up later than usual since i only have one class. It was pretty chill i accidentally slept with my contacts on though -_- But before i elft for school got a haircut and helped my dad pull in these platforms made of wood to the backyard. if only we had like 30 of them. haha Anyways well i was doing ym usual routine and as i was getting dropped of to the trolley a house had a rock with a bible verse painted on it. It was the verse Isaiah 45:3-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as i got into the trolley i pulled out my bible but it was kinda weird since nobody reads their bible in public let alone in a trolley. But i claim to not be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ashamed of God nor the word and read whenever i ahve to or need to. Anyways, i read my book and disregarded people around me. it says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.c28.com/productimages/guys_hopeneverfails_frnt700%281%29_popup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.c28.com/productimages/guys_hopeneverfails_frnt700%281%29_popup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18565" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; I will give you the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;treasures of darkness&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;     riches stored in secret places,&lt;br /&gt;    so that you may know that I am the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;    the God of Israel, who summons you by name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18566" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; For the sake of Jacob my servant,&lt;br /&gt;    of Israel my chosen,&lt;br /&gt;    I summon you by name&lt;br /&gt;    and bestow on you a title of honor,&lt;br /&gt;    though you do not acknowledge me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18567" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; I am the LORD, and there is no other;&lt;br /&gt;    apart from me there is no God.&lt;br /&gt;    I will strengthen you,&lt;br /&gt;    though you have not acknowledged me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When i read this i was like wow. Lets look into more detail eh? Notice how God uses darkness to describe his riches.  Of course i could not just read those verses. I read within context and also read the begining verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Isaiah 45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18563" class="sup"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; "This is what the LORD says to his anointed,&lt;br /&gt;    to Cyrus, whose right hand I take hold of&lt;br /&gt;    to subdue nations before him&lt;br /&gt;    and to strip kings of their armor,&lt;br /&gt;    to open doors before him&lt;br /&gt;    so that gates will not be shut: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18564" class="sup"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; I will go before you&lt;br /&gt;    and will level the mountains &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=IS%2044-45#fen-NIV-18564a" title="See footnote a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;    I will break down gates of bronze&lt;br /&gt;    and cut through bars of iron. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To his anointed. Many people can recieve anointing but only few are using it correctly. In my church i learned that many people are recieved the anointing but are unable to recognize it or are just ignorant to its truths. The anointing is a gift from God. I am truly not an expert in anything in the bible but i am really seeking God and provision in my life so i may speak the word. The anointing according to John is "living water" It pours from our hearts and rejuvenates us. It is water giving by God to quench our thirst. From this pouring comes everlasting life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well anyways back to the text, God gives this promise to the anointed readers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"This is what the LORD says to his anointed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A promise of riches hidden in the darkness. I dont know about you guys but when i think about darkness i think about, those heartless people in kingdom of hearts. haha anyways, God really spoke to me today and just said that even though at times i do not acknowledge him, he still strengthens us. he even has awards waiting for us hidden in reserve! how cool! He has also given us honor and we must all uphold our honor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well im done for the day and i guess ill chill in the library cause at home my parents might tell me what to do or i wont get anything done. I will probably work on some homework until 4 go home so by that time i can go to youth haha! peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-6106854427657446767?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/6106854427657446767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=6106854427657446767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/6106854427657446767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/6106854427657446767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/word-on-rock.html' title='word on the rock'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-6978146305657868903</id><published>2008-09-18T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:04:32.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>break my spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;Psalm 51&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h5&gt; For the director of music. A psalm of David. When the prophet Nathan came to him after David had committed adultery with Bathsheba. &lt;/h5&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14693" class="sup"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; Have mercy on me, O God,&lt;br /&gt;       according to your unfailing love;&lt;br /&gt;       according to your great compassion&lt;br /&gt;       blot out my transgressions. &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14694" class="sup"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Wash away all my iniquity&lt;br /&gt;       and cleanse me from my sin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14695" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; For I know my transgressions,&lt;br /&gt;       and my sin is always before me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14696" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; Against you, you only, have I sinned&lt;br /&gt;       and done what is evil in your sight,&lt;br /&gt;       so that you are proved right when you speak&lt;br /&gt;       and justified when you judge. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14697" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; Surely I was sinful at birth,&lt;br /&gt;       sinful from the time my mother conceived me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14698" class="sup"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; Surely you desire truth in the inner parts &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+51#fen-NIV-14698a" title="See footnote a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;       you teach &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+51#fen-NIV-14698b" title="See footnote b"&gt;b&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; me wisdom in the inmost place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14699" class="sup"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean;&lt;br /&gt;       wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14700" class="sup"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; Let me hear joy and gladness;&lt;br /&gt;       let the bones you have crushed rejoice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14701" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; Hide your face from my sins&lt;br /&gt;       and blot out all my iniquity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14702" class="sup"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; Create in me a pure heart, O God,&lt;br /&gt;       and renew a steadfast spirit within me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14703" class="sup"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; Do not cast me from your presence&lt;br /&gt;       or take your Holy Spirit from me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14704" class="sup"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; Restore to me the joy of your salvation&lt;br /&gt;       and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14705" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; Then I will teach transgressors your ways,&lt;br /&gt;       and sinners will turn back to you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14706" class="sup"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; Save me from bloodguilt, O God,&lt;br /&gt;       the God who saves me,&lt;br /&gt;       and my tongue will sing of your righteousness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14707" class="sup"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; O Lord, open my lips,&lt;br /&gt;       and my mouth will declare your praise. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14708" class="sup"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it;&lt;br /&gt;       you do not take pleasure in burnt offerings. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14709" class="sup"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; The sacrifices of God are &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+51#fen-NIV-14709c" title="See footnote c"&gt;c&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; a broken spirit;&lt;br /&gt;       a broken and contrite heart,&lt;br /&gt;       O God, you will not despise. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14710" class="sup"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; In your good pleasure make Zion prosper;&lt;br /&gt;       build up the walls of Jerusalem. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-14711" class="sup"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt; Then there will be righteous sacrifices,&lt;br /&gt;       whole burnt offerings to delight you;&lt;br /&gt;       then bulls will be offered on your altar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lord God break my spirit for only you can fix it. Break my heart for what breaks yours. In your hands i commit again my life. Thank you Lord for your word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-6978146305657868903?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/6978146305657868903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=6978146305657868903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/6978146305657868903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/6978146305657868903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/break-my-spirit.html' title='break my spirit'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-3137959450443143349</id><published>2008-09-18T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:05:10.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Legal American</title><content type='html'>Yup i am officially an adult. Though i would argue that i think 21 should be the age for adults. Once every year i have to update my age by 1. And go through a month of trying to remember that i am 18 now. aha. Same goes for the years, when it becomes a new year, people have to think before noting the date and once it hits march it becomes secondhand. What's pretty funny is that since my brother Jeff is born in July 9 and i am in september, that means he and i are the same age for quite awhile which is pretty unique. But since last sunday i am now above him! BWAHAHAHa take that little underling! just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinks i am planning on doing:&lt;br /&gt;getting my license&lt;br /&gt;getting a job&lt;br /&gt;and that's about it really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God for these 18 years that he has really blessed me with. I have really grown from my church and family and friends. I have persuaded my self of the path i will take when it comes to life. And things are holding a different kind of perspective now. In church, i was finally admitted tot he band. I really thank God for that and i just hope he gives me more oppurunities. What i am really praying for right now is exhortation and worship elading and leading. Well many things but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My church is bomb and God is really shining his light on us. The one thing i do not like is how are church is focused on filipinos. i think i might leave the church but i really dont know, whatever God ordains me to do i shall follow. I noticed alot of my christian friends do not really seem christian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians of this genertion who are cool and christian like are usually people who have many friends in church and go to church all the time. Do not get me wrong that is good but it seems they love the church rather than God himself. Seeing all these little kids and people repping Gods name and bible verses they do not even read is really shameful. Sometimes i want to say to them, are you really a christian? stop making us LOOK SO BAD! you are an embarrassment! They are using God to look innocent and pure and kind when really they do not give him any credit. A true believer believes. When you believe something you do not brush it off you take it in and apply it to your life. Believeing is applying a new truth to your life! but who am i to say. I am working on it as well and i know i will live a life holy and acceptable to him. i will watch me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope to take up a job like Mark and Andrea or Sam and Alrene. I have been gifted with alot and hope to move in accordance to the faith. I just want to share the blessings that i have recieved with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humility. humility humility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-3137959450443143349?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/3137959450443143349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=3137959450443143349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3137959450443143349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/3137959450443143349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/legal-american.html' title='Legal American'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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-9212262953604683170.post-921639588779160198</id><published>2008-09-18T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:46:39.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so far so lo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/SNKTdqQN2nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rR7fm3h7CDg/s1600-h/317902856_741da43c43_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/SNKTdqQN2nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rR7fm3h7CDg/s320/317902856_741da43c43_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247418653607844466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning for me and everything is so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Highschool, everything is so laid back that assignments do not require as much atention because teachers care and will do what they can to help. In college, teachers do not care, your on your own, and you handle what you have to do. No reminders no nothing. There isn't even the luxury of friends who share the same class with you anymore. Why? because not everyone has the same schodule. Some take morning classes others take afternoon or nights. Some only take classes on Mondays wednesdays fridays and others only on tuesdays or thursdays! I take classes everyday and have a 3hour break between two of my classses and that is where i am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met alot of people and they are quite nice, except we can not get to know each other because we all have an agenda, college is not an everyday thing anymore that everyone goes throgh, its a path to succeeding in your career. A path only you can take. Dont expect help from others and dont get in their way. People have things to do and places to see. Different classes or majors. Sometimes i see my friends from highschool and want to say hi but what if they are late to something and i do say hi, they may feel obligated to talk and i might get uncomfortable for them because they want to be friendly but they have things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do not get me wrong, i really like college. Unlike highschool, everyone tried to get into sdsu. Unlike the partiers or druggies or smokers who give up at life, people in sdsu are passed that, sure they still do drugs and smoke but they give priority to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually during my breaks i am either :catching up on homework, sleeping in the library, or in the computer lab. Classes are getting a little more tough so im glad i have this break time, time for myself and school. It also means that i do not have to stay up at night studying or writing an essay unless it was for my first class. The library is quite convenient, no disturbances excluding people whispering on their phone to tell their colleagues where they are. everyone is here for the same reasons. I can not do my homeork at home so i stay until its done at sdsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/8696/schedzb0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/8696/schedzb0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My classes are pretty spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite are my theatre and tfm classes. They are all my kind of people. Right now we are going to work in groups and try to explain a certain problem by acting it out except in geibberish. My group has 1 girl all guys and 1 black guy and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our situation/problem was preparing for battle which to me was pretty vague. All i could think of was the rocky theme and "LETS GET DOWN TO BUSINESS TO DEFEAT THE HANS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was weird. As we were sharing our ideas, people kept competing for the higher voice or control in a polite way so it was understandable but very noticable. Some thought of pretty clever ideas but it was sooooooo weird. For me really cause i usually take control cause my kind of crowd is either too shy to speak up, or just dont care and depend on me. Now everyone is into it! SO COOL! but i kinda doubt our group is going to do so great. They seem to have the mindsets of doing what they are suppose to do, and limit themselves. Why? maybe because they have other classes to worry about, or because thats really what they are made of. I really dont know ima just flow with it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tfm class is every monday so i get home around 7/8! =O i know. either that or get home at 10pm =[. But its so cool! basically i watch movies and talk about the history of film which i am really intertested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to talk about my classes anymore haha. But i sure wish i lived on campus. I know it would be so much easier actually building relationships with people but its all good i understand the $$ situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much to write but ima stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
Adrian Mique&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212262953604683170-921639588779160198?l=adrianmique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/feeds/921639588779160198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212262953604683170&amp;postID=921639588779160198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/921639588779160198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212262953604683170/posts/default/921639588779160198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianmique.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-far-so-lo.html' title='so far so lo'/><author><name>Adrian Mique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13062273382760506337</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqYFi3FQsiI/SNKTdqQN2nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rR7fm3h7CDg/s72-c/317902856_741da43c43_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212262953604683170.post-2842991179317963247</id><published>2008-07-11T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:19:25.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged</title><content type='html'>i got tagged by&lt;br /&gt;Forealsjohn&lt;br /&gt;Jazmine&lt;br /&gt;Angelea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah here goes&lt;br /&gt;Directions:: Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with 16 random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end choose 10 people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don't forget to leave them a comment ("you're it") and to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. Since you can't tag me let me know when you've posted your blog, so I can see your weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)I am a Christian i Love God with all my heart, and im trying to build up my relationship with him so we can intertwine. He's helped my family stay together, helped me in the most craziest times. I can't thank him enough for the things he's done. I tried to run away from it but whats so bad about believeing in him? nothing? it only leads to good things good people good life. God is Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I have no cousins, there all in the phillipines. well except for my ate ellen who moved here like 3 years ago and is now in the eastcoast. it stinks cuhz i dont have a cosuin to hang out with or talk about relationships with yahnoe? i dunno how yall with the big fams do it. But i really wish i could have cousins so i could "mob deep" at partys and throw big parties and stuff. I mean thats not what its all about but its better when there is more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you haven't noticed yet, i do not cuhsss At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont say&lt;br /&gt;F(*#Y&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;SH!*#&amp;amp;^&lt;br /&gt;MotherF(@*&amp;amp;#&lt;br /&gt;DaM(*#&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;A$$089&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any word that you wouldnt want a little kid to say after you say it. i dont even say "stupid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i replace with words like&lt;br /&gt;stinks&lt;br /&gt;gay&lt;br /&gt;bad&lt;br /&gt;crazy&lt;br /&gt;woah!&lt;br /&gt;haha of course its hard, the reason i stopped cuhssing cuhz i didnt want my little bros to catch me when they joined me in middle school, now its just nasty thinking or saying it. =P also because i dont want to say those things to a little kid and they happen to lean it from hearing from me. the generations below are just getting more nastier anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) i think i can do alot of things. i won most talented in senior class =D i use to have this craze about being a renaissance man. Its a person who exces in more than one thing. not only can he do alot, but he is just as good at one of his talents vs a person who only does that one thing. i.e. (id est-that is to say) bob can skate better than tony hawk, and he can sing better than ne-yo but ne yo cant surf i think and tony cant sing. yahnboe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i dont think im great at but im working on right now are&lt;br /&gt;singing&lt;br /&gt;dancing&lt;br /&gt;drawing&lt;br /&gt;sketching&lt;br /&gt;guitaring&lt;br /&gt;pianing&lt;br /&gt;drumming&lt;br /&gt;bassing&lt;br /&gt;ukeing&lt;br /&gt;acting&lt;br /&gt;videoediting&lt;br /&gt;movieing&lt;br /&gt;funnying&lt;br /&gt;inging&lt;br /&gt;poeting&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to learn how to do everything.... EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) i always kiss my mom and dad when they come home. and i always say i love you to them when we get off the phone.  and also kiss and and hug before i rest my sleepy head. awww. haha naw but im glad i do it i see alot of kids they dont even talk to theyre rents. let alone say i love you. take that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) i have never had a girlfriend before. =[  i guess the longer i wait the more special she becomes. whoever she is. i mean ive tried but stuff happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)my favorite food is Bopis this pig intestine thing you cna buy at tita's =D&lt;br /&gt;oh and wings and things!&lt;br /&gt;and mchicken sandwhiches with bbq sauce!&lt;br /&gt;but im really craving some strawberry mango smoothies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) i am very analytical and creative. i think outside while the box is in another 500 miles. get it? got it? good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) i am a memeber of the original 6 syndicate. whom i miss dearly and believe we should reuinite soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) i have a thing against quiet people. hmmm i dont hate them i just wish they wouldnt be so mysterious. like a quiet person isnt really outgoing so you cant get to know them by watching, you always wonder what tthey're thinking and it drives me crazy sometimes. especially with all the random mass murdering. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) i get scared when im in the car in the freeway and we drive alongside the apparatus of an optimus prime sized wehicle. i get scared that something movielike will happen so i get into this position that looks like something is falling on me and im trying to protect my self. and i know alot more people are scared of this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) I still enjoy looking around and just appreciating nature. and as corny as that maay sound it is a fact. i just got my contacts recently and i have been paying alot of attention at the details of the tree's leaves, and the many scattered stars in the sky. they look really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) im down to do anything within reason, i like to take chances. somethimes it s worth getting in trouble. you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)  i dont have many closse friends  but its ok. i wish i had that small like lizzie mcguire posse. you know those three friens that always see each other. i had about two best friends, one in point loma who lived alongside the same neighborhood name is Ken. he's one age older and he and i would always fight. it was cool though he had two lil bros and so did i. we were like a little rascals group playing in the playground or just outisde or n64 starfox and sutff man i miss those days. and my other best friend ian tapang who i grew up with since i was like very its' bits'. He i guess found new interests and drifted away i really miss him alot. but i guess its just going to be me and my two brothers until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) I really thank my parents for actually being the way they are. My dad always would give me random father sont alks and even use God as examples. everything is done out of love and never gets mad for no reason. and my mom always does her best effort to give me and my bros the best she could give. i couldnt ask for better parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)  And for my final act! i mean fact! i cant do a backflip! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/kuyaeyan"&gt;www.youtube.com/kuyaeyan&lt;/a&gt; for my other facts, even though i repeated them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag...&lt;br /&gt;you the reader! for getting this far. haha .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Sincerely,
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