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      Today for my quiz in Computer Sciences (yeah, I'm a Health Sci major and I have a Com Sci class), I had to hack into a Yahoo! mail account. It was a new, unused account that my teacher had just set up solely for the purpose of being hacked into. (But it was a legit email account nonetheless.) The first to hack into the account would get 10 points. Everyone else gets 7 points by default.        My teacher, Sir Coronel, never actually specified a method to use, and my classmates and I have never received real hacking lessons. But people managed to hack the account anyway. (Micha and I came really close, but were out-hacked by Garri and Dia.)       It's surprisingly easy. Sir Coronel made it easy on purpose, but the whole point of the exercise, I think, was to show how vulnerable we really are online. You have to be really careful about the things you say on the Internet.        After the quiz, Sir...

          I went to Syagit 2012 last night, and I only have one non-blurry picture to show for it:          For those who don't know, syagit is "scream" in Bisaya. I don't mean to say that to "syagit" is to "scream in Bisaya." The Tagalog counterpart of syagit is sigaw, and its English counterpart is yell, or shout. You get the picture.          But that's not important. Syagit 2012, the event, is a fiesta away from home for people who are from Cagayan de Oro and are now in Manila. It happens every August, during the actual fiesta of CDO. And it's always organized by UP Kagayhaan, which is this org in UP for people from CDO. Pretty specific, right?          On the plane coming here I sat next to this girl named Christine (or is it Khristine, or Karen) and we actually spent the whole flight talking. (It was the first time I'd ever had a real conversation with a stranger o...

Hi. Yes I know it's been ages since I last upated (nearly a month ago), but I'm making up for that with this long, picture-filled post about my day today.  I'm in CDO for the long weekend, and today just so happened to be my lola's birthday! To celebrate, the Capinpuyan family made an hour-long drive to my Uncle Mike's poultry farm in Alubijid. I've been to poultry farms before, and as much as I love getting to play with little chicks, I hate the smell and heat that comes with those visits. Today, luckily, I was in for a wonderful surprise. Uncle Mike and Tita Binky live in a home made out of container vans. I thought it looked really simple on the outside, but once I stepped inside, I was just amazed. Everything looked so shiny and new. And air-conditioned at that. There was even an HD TV and a PS3.  The food was so yummy too. I shouldn't have filled up on all those mini-burgers (goodbye healthy eating).  I spent the rest of the aftern...