<?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-13051409</id><updated>2011-07-13T17:39:12.138+10:00</updated><title type='text'>[û] watchin the moon rise [û]</title><subtitle type='html'>the sun sets in the west glittering the bay with shades of indigo in the frame,, but this is what's in my back.. i watch as the blue color blankets the clouds with stars that shine.. and a yellow orb unwinds</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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be happy forever&lt;br /&gt;Not one day passed by without me thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;In times of pain together we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Kindness and care are what you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is stay by you're side for eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is where you will forever stay&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help missing you every single day&lt;br /&gt;You being happy with me is what I always pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times you will feel cold and alone&lt;br /&gt;Readily I will help if you cant make it on your own&lt;br /&gt;Time can surely change everything&lt;br /&gt;Except the bond we had since the beginning&lt;br /&gt;Good times and bad i'll be you're wolf in a sheep's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Always by your side, I'm right here waiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-2800796706199753070?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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innocent boy waiting to be touched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will get touched&lt;br /&gt;and played and fooled&lt;br /&gt;i don*t want it to be&lt;br /&gt;please let him free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he wants to be&lt;br /&gt;touched toyed and fooled&lt;br /&gt;poor handsome guy&lt;br /&gt;left at the same place where he stood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this other guy&lt;br /&gt;who seems to befriend me&lt;br /&gt;said i was the one&lt;br /&gt;who he wants to be with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care&lt;br /&gt;all i want is&lt;br /&gt;that image that they share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they all see me&lt;br /&gt;as some best friend material girl&lt;br /&gt;who no one could love &lt;br /&gt;more than a friend or so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one could say they love me&lt;br /&gt;because im not that kind of girl&lt;br /&gt;i always smile at all faces&lt;br /&gt;and make them happy as they were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i make there frown upside down&lt;br /&gt;i could listen to them saying all they want&lt;br /&gt;but they can never see beyond that line&lt;br /&gt;they know fate could not intertwine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im thankful at least&lt;br /&gt;one friend believes in me&lt;br /&gt;time will just passs by&lt;br /&gt;some one will come to make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want this friend to be happy&lt;br /&gt;cause he knows the real me&lt;br /&gt;he was there when no one came&lt;br /&gt;he was there, simply untamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he tamed me, i tamed him&lt;br /&gt;we are both in the same situation&lt;br /&gt;where we are lifeless within&lt;br /&gt;he has found what he wants, i haven't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank god for an answered prayer&lt;br /&gt;cause he came at the exact time&lt;br /&gt;to be my friend the one who will always be there&lt;br /&gt;giving me smile, hope and laughter to share...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;- ang magandang samahan - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sapagkat lagi na lang &lt;br /&gt;nag-aalinglangan. &lt;br /&gt;wala naman karapatan &lt;br /&gt;para pagdudahan &lt;br /&gt;ngunit hindi mapigilan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magdalawang isip &lt;br /&gt;tumingin sa &lt;br /&gt;iba't ibang mukha &lt;br /&gt;ng senaryo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko rin maipalagpas &lt;br /&gt;ang aking pagmumuni muni &lt;br /&gt;na sana ako na ang babaeng perpekto &lt;br /&gt;para sa kanya - para sa iyo -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam ko na mahal niya ako - mahal mo ko -&lt;br /&gt;sapagkat &lt;br /&gt;totoo ako sa sarili ko &lt;br /&gt;ngunit tila unti-unting &lt;br /&gt;nababahiran ang aking &lt;br /&gt;tiwala sa sarili &lt;br /&gt;ng mga salita &lt;br /&gt;mga boses &lt;br /&gt;nagsasabing &lt;br /&gt;hindi nararapat &lt;br /&gt;ang aming pag-ibig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko rin malaman &lt;br /&gt;kung talagang pag-ibig na &lt;br /&gt;itong nadarama. &lt;br /&gt;siguro ay tama sya.. &lt;br /&gt;pag-aaral muna &lt;br /&gt;ngunit nawawalan ng saysay &lt;br /&gt;ang bawat pagsikat ng araw &lt;br /&gt;tuwing hindi ko sya naiisip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tila hindi ko mapansin ang kagandahan &lt;br /&gt;kapag hindi sya nakitang ngumiti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit ba nagdadalamhati ang langit &lt;br /&gt;kapag ninanais. &lt;br /&gt;hindi ba makuntento &lt;br /&gt;ang langit na binababoy &lt;br /&gt;ng isang katauhan ang &lt;br /&gt;perpektong likha ng panginoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro nagdadalamhati &lt;br /&gt;ang langit sa lupa &lt;br /&gt;sapagkat hindi nito &lt;br /&gt;nadadanas ang &lt;br /&gt;masaktan at ang masiyahan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit unti-unting nasisira &lt;br /&gt;ang lupa ay tanggap niya &lt;br /&gt;ang mga pagkakamali ng mga nilalang &lt;br /&gt;- tanggap niya ang kanyang kahinaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit ba ikaw ang langit? &lt;br /&gt;bakit mo ba ako minamahal? &lt;br /&gt;huwag ka ng lumuha sa aking harapan&lt;br /&gt;sapagkat binibigyan mo ako ng pag-asa. &lt;br /&gt;- pag-asang pumapatay sa akin - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang pag-asang &lt;br /&gt;nagsasabi na tayo pa rin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit ang ating mga labi ay hindi na maipagdidikit. &lt;br /&gt;kahit ang ating mga mata ay hindi na tatanaw. &lt;br /&gt;kahit ang ating mga kamay ay hindi na magtatagpo.&lt;br /&gt;kahit ang ating mga sarili ay malapit na.. masira.&lt;br /&gt;kahit hindi na mag-iisa ang ating mga diwa &lt;br /&gt;- at ating pag-ibig -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasasakal ako&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko maisip na ikaw ang magiging kabiyak ko&lt;br /&gt;hindi &lt;br /&gt;hindi talaga tayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na..&lt;br /&gt;wag ka ng umiyak&lt;br /&gt;lagi tayong magsasama&lt;br /&gt;ngunit kahit kailangan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi mag-iisa&lt;br /&gt;ang langit at lupa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113214031172759829?l=kg6.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113084419775694527</id><published>2005-11-01T20:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:23:17.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'>escalator.tip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/1132/1600/grf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/1132/320/grf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was on the escalator&lt;br /&gt;i look around&lt;br /&gt;see this sea&lt;br /&gt;this sea of people&lt;br /&gt;who are passing by&lt;br /&gt;walking around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do they really know where they should go&lt;br /&gt;i dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;i feel like walking to this abyss which is the crowd&lt;br /&gt;i want to run away&lt;br /&gt;all i want to do right know is what i like&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the passion&lt;/span&gt; --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the hospital a lot of times right now&lt;br /&gt;this cage was sucking me&lt;br /&gt;like a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt; was present only worse&lt;br /&gt;it was an invisible corpse passing by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up locked in that &lt;strong&gt;--cage--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for like over night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up around something something in the morning&lt;br /&gt;only to find that it is&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; ice-cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ice cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i stood up&lt;br /&gt;it was normal again in temperature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;something is haunting me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is invisible&lt;br /&gt;is it essential to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it essential to feel this weakness that covers me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went outside of that cage for sometime&lt;br /&gt;and went to an even bigger cage&lt;br /&gt;or what i call a market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see the different images&lt;br /&gt;that mirror the soul of this earth&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to understand&lt;br /&gt;putting on this mask&lt;br /&gt;trying to accept this trend&lt;br /&gt;this so called wave&lt;br /&gt;trying to impress others&lt;br /&gt;when we cant even find contentment inside&lt;br /&gt;why do we need to walk this road&lt;br /&gt;and find that we dont belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or at least we think we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this feeling keeps on moving me&lt;br /&gt;when i feel closed or suffocated&lt;br /&gt;i stand and walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walk&lt;br /&gt;walking has given me this sense of security&lt;br /&gt;it is kind of odd to think that walking&lt;br /&gt;could really burn a lot of calories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i have to do right now&lt;br /&gt;is burn some weigh&lt;br /&gt;burn some energy&lt;br /&gt;burn my desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to find that spark&lt;br /&gt;that flame&lt;br /&gt;i will light it up again&lt;br /&gt;to see the things that i use to have&lt;br /&gt;to be on the go&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be a sloth anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weakness is killing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to fight myself&lt;br /&gt;some how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was my color&lt;br /&gt;but when added with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it ends up with who i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-- orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;intellect when added with passion&lt;br /&gt;gives happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need those materials&lt;br /&gt;i hope you could just buy them in a store&lt;br /&gt;ill save all the money ill have&lt;br /&gt;to just buy that passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need it&lt;br /&gt;badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill go down this escalator&lt;br /&gt;and wait for you to come&lt;br /&gt;and pass me by&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113084419775694527?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113084419775694527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113084419775694527' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113084419775694527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113084419775694527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/11/escalatortip.html' title='escalator.tip'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113042969305984045</id><published>2005-10-28T01:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T02:37:48.246+10:00</updated><title type='text'>only.with.the.heart</title><content type='html'>hear me now.hear my voice.speaking the words of love.betrayed and died.how lucky you are.just open your eyes and see.anxiety.then faithless you*ll be.just fall on me.there*s no other answer.i*ll catch you.just fall on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act 3 scene 5 line 165&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;juliet &lt;/b&gt;[kneeling]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;hear me with patience but to speak a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i*m hanging in the air&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn me! wala na akong nagawang tama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don*t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;it seems what i do &lt;br /&gt;doesn*t make any sense&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;b&gt;him&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- to me --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me wonder &lt;br /&gt;do the words &lt;b&gt;i&lt;/b&gt; speak&lt;br /&gt;make him feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this ways&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt;" is a strong word&lt;br /&gt;but please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;..patience..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear me now&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;[the rain keeps on falling]&lt;br /&gt;[to cleanse the earth]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is getting cold&lt;br /&gt;i feel &lt;font color="BLUE"&gt;darkness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can*t find enough words&lt;br /&gt;to express &lt;i&gt;how i feel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about what you are doing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another year is yet to + &lt;b&gt;end&lt;/b&gt; +&lt;br /&gt;and another will + &lt;b&gt;begin&lt;/b&gt; +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;samhain&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -- will come --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when it does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be contented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just about the earth&lt;br /&gt;but with &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be patient&lt;br /&gt;i need to find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act 3 scene 5 line 239&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;juliet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;speak'st thou from thy heart?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard this song from the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'll be the fire that keeps you warm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it made me think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i really miss him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee width="3%"&gt;----------------------- &lt;b&gt;evs&lt;/b&gt; --------------------&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could talk to someone&lt;br /&gt;and at least not feel&lt;br /&gt;i*m talking to &lt;b&gt;air&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he makes me feel special&lt;br /&gt;cause he wants to know about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;b&gt;talks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;talk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just have this weird feeling&lt;br /&gt;when i heard the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it made me think about him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and made me write somethings&lt;br /&gt;random &lt;marquee width="25%"&gt;&lt;font color="BLUE"&gt; ideas words phrases images pictures stories poems languages&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt &lt;font color="ORANGE"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;INSPIRED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;this energy &lt;b&gt;filled&lt;/b&gt; me up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;font color="RED"&gt;need&lt;/font&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;-- badly --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - passion - - &lt;br /&gt;- - how i wish to have that spark once more - - &lt;br /&gt;- - give me another chance - - &lt;br /&gt;- - i*ll prove you what i*m worth - -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113042969305984045?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113042969305984045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113042969305984045' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113042969305984045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113042969305984045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/onlywiththeheart.html' title='only.with.the.heart'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113034614107947307</id><published>2005-10-27T02:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T03:19:03.586+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to know yourself better</title><content type='html'>Get to know yourself better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really &lt;i&gt;hiding&lt;/i&gt; your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll &lt;b&gt;probably&lt;/b&gt; still love you if you learn to be yourself with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not looking merely for a boyfriend - you are looking for your &lt;b&gt;life&lt;/b&gt; partner. Perhaps you should be more &lt;u&gt;open-minded&lt;/u&gt; about who you &lt;b&gt;spend&lt;/b&gt; time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the &lt;b&gt;right&lt;/b&gt; person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. &lt;br /&gt;You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; will stop you from trying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most &lt;u&gt;AFRAID&lt;/u&gt; of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you &lt;b&gt;CANNOT&lt;/b&gt; control. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you show your anger to &lt;u&gt;cover&lt;/u&gt; up how you feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your &lt;u&gt;TRUE&lt;/u&gt; self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. &lt;br /&gt;People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your &lt;b&gt;heart&lt;/b&gt; rather than your &lt;b&gt;head&lt;/b&gt; needs to solve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You desire a love that will last &lt;b&gt;forever&lt;/b&gt;. You are quite serious about finding this type of love, and that's why you think carefully about the men that you meet before deciding whether you could really love them. You don't just develop a &lt;b&gt;crush&lt;/b&gt; on someone overnight: you look at a person's personality and other aspects of their life before deciding to form an attachment. If a guy doesn't meet your expectations, you would rather be alone. Your love has to be perfect. Be careful though, you could be missing out on some worthy relationships because your standards are so high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright and Cheerful&lt;br /&gt;You are always &lt;i&gt;cheerful and charming&lt;/i&gt;. You never get too serious with people when they're around, but when you are alone, you think &lt;b&gt;carefully&lt;/b&gt; about what they have said. That's because you don't want anyone to see you being too somber. Your personality means you have a lot of friends and you are often the center of attention. Many people who fall into this category become &lt;b&gt;artists&lt;/b&gt; and movie stars, perhaps fame could be yours in the future as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is He The One For You?&lt;br /&gt;Success Rate In Relationships: 68%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship is moving forward. Just don't trip over.&lt;br /&gt;You and him would be typical young lovers. It would not be all sweet and romantic if you got together, sometimes you would argue or get confused, but those elements would only make your relationship more exciting. At the moment you are probably assuming that he likes you, but sometimes you might not be so sure. Don't worry, you can be sure that he also feels the same way. When both of you sense special feeling towards each other, your relationship is certainly growing. What you should do is try to express your feelings a little more and learn more about him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113034614107947307?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113034614107947307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113034614107947307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034614107947307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034614107947307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/get-to-know-yourself-better.html' title='Get to know yourself better'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113034505529235156</id><published>2005-10-27T02:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T02:44:15.296+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/Picture70.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/Picture70.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the quiz: &lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=8445"&gt;"What kind of eyes do you have? (with pictures)"&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img1.zenhex.com/quiz2/8445/res4.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moonlight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have moonlight eyes.  Moonlight is the color of mystery.  Your eyes symbolize your ability to see yourself as others see you.  You have finesse for letting other people know what you think.  You have a soothing and calming ability that you may or may not know about.  You have the awesome ability to draw a person's negative energy out and replace it with a positive energy; the world needs more people like you.  Some words to describe you:  patient, self-controlled, perseverance, insightful, reflective, understanding, serene, and caring. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113034505529235156?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113034505529235156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113034505529235156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034505529235156'/><link rel='self' 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-- i mean with pau's camera -- it seems hard to move on when you know somethings would never be the same &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113034432674739666?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113034432674739666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113034432674739666' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034432674739666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034432674739666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-picture-taken-during-trip-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113034423395115874</id><published>2005-10-27T02:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T02:30:33.970+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/salamin---1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/salamin---1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mirrored image -- this is me pau ate marg joi from left to right im the one holding the camera&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113034423395115874?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113034423395115874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113034423395115874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034423395115874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034423395115874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/mirrored-image-this-is-me-pau-ate-marg.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113034418491470930</id><published>2005-10-27T02:29:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T02:29:44.920+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/april%20te%20marge%20dorope%20gwen---1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/april%20te%20marge%20dorope%20gwen---1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van mates -- cute right? -- this was at petron somewhere in the north luzon expressway&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113034418491470930?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113034418491470930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113034418491470930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034418491470930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034418491470930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/van-mates-cute-right-this-was-at.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113034414132336808</id><published>2005-10-27T02:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T02:29:01.330+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/3M.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/3M.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3m --- catch a falling star -- there is annie pau and me -- looked haggard?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113034414132336808?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113034414132336808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113034414132336808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034414132336808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034414132336808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/3m-catch-falling-star-there-is-annie.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113034406753398390</id><published>2005-10-27T02:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T02:27:47.543+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/gwen%20kevin.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/gwen%20kevin.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and kevin -- this was after the swimming at night -- when he "SURPRISED" us&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113034406753398390?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113034406753398390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113034406753398390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034406753398390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034406753398390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/me-and-kevin-this-was-after-swimming.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113034404805327063</id><published>2005-10-27T02:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T02:27:28.116+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/townes.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/townes.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our class -- somehow i hope that the glass of our friendship will be filled with happy moments -- and less bitterness&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113034404805327063?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113034404805327063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113034404805327063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034404805327063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113034404805327063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-our-class-somehow-i-hope-that.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113024946133732199</id><published>2005-10-25T23:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T00:11:01.353+10:00</updated><title type='text'>water.dripping</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;scene 1:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; underneath the mushroom seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you see the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;--dripping&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[falling down] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the earth*s breast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the wind continues howling&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears began &lt;b&gt;POURING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;feel&lt;/b&gt; them&lt;br /&gt;sliding down my suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see the images&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;blurring slowly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washing away&lt;br /&gt;the faces &lt;b&gt;- the masks -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being &lt;i&gt;cleansed&lt;/i&gt; by the heavens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God &lt;b&gt;help&lt;/b&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[stand up]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could corner the ground&lt;br /&gt;gaining on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CRUSHING&lt;/b&gt; my sole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly approaching&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;b&gt;chained&lt;/b&gt; cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opened to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closed to the eyes - those eyes -&lt;br /&gt;stabbing me slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;killing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;scene 2:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;approaching - inside the caged court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could feel the tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;- heaven sent -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flowing down&lt;br /&gt;+ slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the orb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ kick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mirror gently forms&lt;br /&gt;below me - sanity knocks -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why couldn*t they understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can*t hear myself&lt;br /&gt;i hear the torned soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those characters&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;leeching&lt;/b&gt; my being -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are crying&lt;br /&gt;they aren*t happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do they look happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- fake -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are playing this &lt;h6&gt;rules&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- illusional -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ kick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[follow the orb]&lt;br /&gt;crushed || underestimated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planted seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;STOP&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can*t anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch me --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113024946133732199?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113024946133732199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113024946133732199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113024946133732199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113024946133732199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/waterdripping.html' title='water.dripping'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113008075042543731</id><published>2005-10-24T00:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T01:19:10.466+10:00</updated><title type='text'>three.instances</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;walking down the road&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stared at the sky&lt;br /&gt;-- couldn*t find a &lt;b&gt;reason&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i existed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another year has passed&lt;br /&gt;a moment of reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn*t but think&lt;br /&gt;did i do something good&lt;br /&gt;something to help the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;need&lt;/b&gt; to be better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; be &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but perfection limits people&lt;br /&gt;perfection sets limitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gives a cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the free spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- of the universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in front of an image&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;illusions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unknown&lt;br /&gt;unspeakable&lt;br /&gt;undefine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why couldn*t i &lt;b&gt;write&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++limited words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couln*td keep myself from pondering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i this shallow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn*t i think of something more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can*t i create poems&lt;br /&gt;why can*t i express myself&lt;br /&gt;why can*t i play this beat&lt;br /&gt;why can*t i speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn*t listen&lt;br /&gt;-- tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never though i would end up this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isn*t me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;above the roof&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[tears falling]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how should i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it like to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[rain pouring]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this how to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;--could you hear the music&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| no ||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;--emptiness--&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;imagine the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;then the music &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;STOPS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you caught his eyes&lt;br /&gt;he stares at you&lt;br /&gt;-- could you sense emotions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| no ||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;--nothing--&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;imagine he places his arms&lt;br /&gt;around you&lt;br /&gt;moves you closer &lt;br /&gt;places his hand&lt;br /&gt;in your cheeks&lt;br /&gt;-- could you notice his touch&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| no ||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;--vacuum--&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i*m starting to fall for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i*m just &lt;br /&gt;a &lt;i&gt;dream&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you*re &lt;br /&gt;the dreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i envy you +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[rain stopped]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can*t understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[tears drop from you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;phone call&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[first conversation]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|-do you think he*s angry&lt;br /&gt;|+no &lt;br /&gt;|+he*s still happy&lt;br /&gt;|+why?&lt;br /&gt;|-i*m doubting&lt;br /&gt;|-he wouldn*t talk to me&lt;br /&gt;|+no chance&lt;br /&gt;|+we*re just a bit&lt;br /&gt;|+haggard&lt;br /&gt;|-thanks&lt;br /&gt;|-glad to here about it&lt;br /&gt;|+need to go back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[second conversation]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|" i*ll talk to you&lt;br /&gt;|- no thanks&lt;br /&gt;|" he loves you&lt;br /&gt;|- you can*t understand&lt;br /&gt;|- i won*t talk to you&lt;br /&gt;|" ?&lt;br /&gt;|- you wouldn*t understand&lt;br /&gt;|" he loves you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promise me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the time comes&lt;br /&gt;when that time &lt;b&gt;comes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you*ll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--listen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thoughts &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to tell you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what you*re worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to the world&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an answered prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gift of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i*m not yet mature enough&lt;br /&gt;to give my everything&lt;br /&gt;-- to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i*m sure of one thing&lt;br /&gt;-- i have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can*t speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to say&lt;br /&gt;-- i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can*t&lt;br /&gt;not now&lt;br /&gt;not ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when august ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i could talk to &lt;b&gt;HIM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to be sure his &lt;u&gt;safe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i could be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- in your arms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113008075042543731?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113008075042543731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113008075042543731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113008075042543731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113008075042543731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/threeinstances.html' title='three.instances'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113006329065662354</id><published>2005-10-23T20:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T20:28:10.733+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/iMAagE_13_06_.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/iMAagE_13_06_.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect + i hate that word + you say i*m perfect + the irony is that perfection gives me limitations + you're lucky + you make mistakes + it is because of mistakes you learn + you could dream + you could make it a reality + me? + you say im perfect + but im just a dream + i could never be real &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/perfect-i-hate-that-word-you-say-im.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-113006600882484733</id><published>2005-10-23T19:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T21:13:28.836+10:00</updated><title type='text'>how.is.it.like.to.feel</title><content type='html'>i*m confined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it like to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you're dancing to the music&lt;br /&gt;the music is so loud&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the music &lt;b&gt;STOPPED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;out of the picture&lt;br /&gt;you see that one person&lt;br /&gt;you're world suddenly stops&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then soft music sings to your ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the music is like a violin&lt;br /&gt;whispering the vibrations to your heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he &lt;b&gt;PUTS&lt;/b&gt; his arms around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the touch is like heaven's gate&lt;br /&gt;opening at your very feet&lt;br /&gt;light shining through you&lt;br /&gt;the warmth of the sun glowing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theh he places his hands on your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the gesture is like the cello&lt;br /&gt;playing harmoniuosly with the violin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world revolves around and him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;how does it feel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can*t feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thoughts &lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;i think i*m in love with you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go outside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-113006600882484733?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/113006600882484733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=113006600882484733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113006600882484733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/113006600882484733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/howisitliketofeel.html' title='how.is.it.like.to.feel'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112981212755363187</id><published>2005-10-20T22:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:42:07.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'>what.is.happening.to.me</title><content type='html'>okie &lt;br /&gt;i had my birthday done already&lt;br /&gt;and i think things aren't easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think it isn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know&lt;br /&gt;what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm paranoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i think of stuff i can't explain&lt;br /&gt;stuff which are unreasonable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;what is the real cause of my arrival&lt;br /&gt;why did i set foot in this emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it to see you under that bridge&lt;br /&gt;is it to be by your side&lt;br /&gt;is it to catch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no other answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please catch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112981212755363187?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112981212755363187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112981212755363187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112981212755363187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112981212755363187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112964698292115091</id><published>2005-10-19T00:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T00:49:42.943+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/anne%20ako.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/anne%20ako.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.dlsu.test&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112938977274451687?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112938977274451687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112938977274451687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112938977274451687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112938977274451687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/napapalingon-tuwing-ikay-dumadaan.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112921571516434940</id><published>2005-10-14T01:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T01:01:55.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/gwen.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/gwen.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me... nung foundation.. cute ko no?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112921571516434940?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112921571516434940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112921571516434940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112921571516434940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112921571516434940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112921547045031897</id><published>2005-10-14T00:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:57:50.450+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/gwenjeona.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/gwenjeona.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bestfriend&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112921547045031897?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112921547045031897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112921547045031897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112921547045031897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112921547045031897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-miss-my-bestfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112921523754419445</id><published>2005-10-14T00:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:53:57.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/paula.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/paula.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normal day po iyan! bag ko ung orange&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112921523754419445?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112921523754419445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112921523754419445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112921523754419445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112921523754419445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/normal-day-po-iyan-bag-ko-ung-orange.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112904149221854429</id><published>2005-10-12T00:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T00:38:12.223+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/b4%20field%20demo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/b4%20field%20demo.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito before field demo -- adeek kami sa pic -- putol nga lang si nalang -- :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112904149221854429?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112904149221854429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112904149221854429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112904149221854429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112904149221854429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/ito-before-field-demo-adeek-kami-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112904144671483259</id><published>2005-10-12T00:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T00:37:26.723+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/640/harotz.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/7392/320/harotz.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the foundation day ito -- nasa rum kami ni sir bangayan kasi he is so kind -- nandito ang mga proof na masaya ang foundation namen -- go townes&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112904144671483259?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112904144671483259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112904144671483259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112904144671483259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112904144671483259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/during-foundation-day-ito-nasa-rum.html' title=''/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112826422805319509</id><published>2005-10-03T00:14:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T00:43:48.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file test</title><content type='html'>aalis na si kenneth mamaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys for makin this weekend so memorable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang walang camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the best memories aren't mean to be captured..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from candy mag..&lt;br /&gt;Totally sweet, that’s what you are. You’ve always been known to have a kind heart. You never leave home without a smile that lights up your face as well as the lives of those around you. Like Smallville’s Lana Lang, you’re warm and loving. You’re always ready to lend a hand and a shoulder to cry on, and share a hug with anyone who needs it. Calm and collected, your serenity is one of the most beautiful things about you. Boys are attracted to your down-to-earth attitude, and gal pals think you’re the most understanding chick on the planet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boulder High&lt;br /&gt;You can't understand why couples baby talk or why your friends are so into their crushes. Give your Romeo a chance to prove himself and maybe you'll realize that love is a great adventure—pet names, heartbreaks, second chances and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the ultimate Alterna-Babe! You’re a girl who sticks to what you love, but you never get tired of trying out a multitude of things! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your quota of dreaminess is above average, and the fantasies in your sleep are mild compared to the flaky ones that flash on when you’re wide awake! If you’re stuck in class with a teacher droning on and on about tapeworms, you tune out and flip to another channel in your head for a romantic dream about your favorite celeb. Why not translate some of your dreams into action, like making a fan site online? Remember, you don’t have to “dream the impossible dream” to be happy. You can try for the possible ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Negotiator &lt;br /&gt;You know what you’re after, and you’ll do just the right amount of pulling and pushing to get it. That’s how you ended up with the best Internet schedule — by proving you needed the after-school slot more than your sister did. You don’t look at other people as adversaries — you’d rather find middle ground and make a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doormat Queen &lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of the term “Express yourself”? While some may throw a fit over an unjustified failing mark, your course of action is probably inaction because you’re afraid of losing your Ms.-Sugar-and-Spice-and-Everything-Nice rep. Keeping your feelings all bottled up is unhealthy, honey. You’re bound to explode and it’s scary to think of how you will react when you finally reach the end of your tether. Be honest with your feelings. Start by voicing out your opinion on small matters. People around you may be surprised or even unappreciative of the change, but in the long run, expressing what you truly feel will definitely do you a world of good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survey..&lt;br /&gt;pic one&lt;br /&gt;sunrise or sunset?&lt;br /&gt;sunrise&lt;br /&gt;sun or moon?&lt;br /&gt;moon&lt;br /&gt;cloudy or windy?&lt;br /&gt;windy&lt;br /&gt;sunny or rainy?&lt;br /&gt;rainy&lt;br /&gt;summer or winter?&lt;br /&gt;winter&lt;br /&gt;spring or fall?&lt;br /&gt;fall&lt;br /&gt;blue or red?&lt;br /&gt;blue&lt;br /&gt;pink or purple?&lt;br /&gt;pink&lt;br /&gt;black or white?&lt;br /&gt;no comment&lt;br /&gt;shorts or skirts?&lt;br /&gt;skirt&lt;br /&gt;polo or tshirt?&lt;br /&gt;tshirt!&lt;br /&gt;sporty or smarty?&lt;br /&gt;smart&lt;br /&gt;celphone or computer?&lt;br /&gt;computer!&lt;br /&gt;school or work?&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;me or you?&lt;br /&gt;ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie tulog mode na ako..&lt;br /&gt;saket paren paa at balikat ko!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112826422805319509?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112826422805319509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112826422805319509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112826422805319509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112826422805319509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/file-test_03.html' title='//file test'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112826422048544379</id><published>2005-10-03T00:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T00:43:41.956+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file test</title><content type='html'>aalis na si kenneth mamaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys for makin this weekend so memorable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang walang camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the best memories aren't mean to be captured..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from candy mag..&lt;br /&gt;Totally sweet, that’s what you are. You’ve always been known to have a kind heart. You never leave home without a smile that lights up your face as well as the lives of those around you. Like Smallville’s Lana Lang, you’re warm and loving. You’re always ready to lend a hand and a shoulder to cry on, and share a hug with anyone who needs it. Calm and collected, your serenity is one of the most beautiful things about you. Boys are attracted to your down-to-earth attitude, and gal pals think you’re the most understanding chick on the planet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boulder High&lt;br /&gt;You can't understand why couples baby talk or why your friends are so into their crushes. Give your Romeo a chance to prove himself and maybe you'll realize that love is a great adventure—pet names, heartbreaks, second chances and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the ultimate Alterna-Babe! You’re a girl who sticks to what you love, but you never get tired of trying out a multitude of things! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your quota of dreaminess is above average, and the fantasies in your sleep are mild compared to the flaky ones that flash on when you’re wide awake! If you’re stuck in class with a teacher droning on and on about tapeworms, you tune out and flip to another channel in your head for a romantic dream about your favorite celeb. Why not translate some of your dreams into action, like making a fan site online? Remember, you don’t have to “dream the impossible dream” to be happy. You can try for the possible ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Negotiator &lt;br /&gt;You know what you’re after, and you’ll do just the right amount of pulling and pushing to get it. That’s how you ended up with the best Internet schedule — by proving you needed the after-school slot more than your sister did. You don’t look at other people as adversaries — you’d rather find middle ground and make a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doormat Queen &lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of the term “Express yourself”? While some may throw a fit over an unjustified failing mark, your course of action is probably inaction because you’re afraid of losing your Ms.-Sugar-and-Spice-and-Everything-Nice rep. Keeping your feelings all bottled up is unhealthy, honey. You’re bound to explode and it’s scary to think of how you will react when you finally reach the end of your tether. Be honest with your feelings. Start by voicing out your opinion on small matters. People around you may be surprised or even unappreciative of the change, but in the long run, expressing what you truly feel will definitely do you a world of good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survey..&lt;br /&gt;pic one&lt;br /&gt;sunrise or sunset?&lt;br /&gt;sunrise&lt;br /&gt;sun or moon?&lt;br /&gt;moon&lt;br /&gt;cloudy or windy?&lt;br /&gt;windy&lt;br /&gt;sunny or rainy?&lt;br /&gt;rainy&lt;br /&gt;summer or winter?&lt;br /&gt;winter&lt;br /&gt;spring or fall?&lt;br /&gt;fall&lt;br /&gt;blue or red?&lt;br /&gt;blue&lt;br /&gt;pink or purple?&lt;br /&gt;pink&lt;br /&gt;black or white?&lt;br /&gt;no comment&lt;br /&gt;shorts or skirts?&lt;br /&gt;skirt&lt;br /&gt;polo or tshirt?&lt;br /&gt;tshirt!&lt;br /&gt;sporty or smarty?&lt;br /&gt;smart&lt;br /&gt;celphone or computer?&lt;br /&gt;computer!&lt;br /&gt;school or work?&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;me or you?&lt;br /&gt;ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie tulog mode na ako..&lt;br /&gt;saket paren paa at balikat ko!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112826422048544379?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112826422048544379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112826422048544379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112826422048544379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112826422048544379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/10/file-test.html' title='//file test'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112808787778106935</id><published>2005-09-30T21:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:44:37.803+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file day september30</title><content type='html'>++see: my permit sa lasalle&lt;br /&gt;++hear: ung tv sa baba.. sana'y wala ng wakas&lt;br /&gt;++touch: ung keyboard&lt;br /&gt;++smell: ung pawis ko tae baho ko!&lt;br /&gt;++taste: french bread!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe napakasaya ng araw na ito para sa aken....&lt;br /&gt;sobrang daming nangyaring significant na nakakatouch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nag-umpisa ang araw ko na nagising ako ng 430&lt;br /&gt;at natulog ako ulet&lt;br /&gt;at nagising ako ng 530&lt;br /&gt;at nagjogging ako&lt;br /&gt;at nagonline ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinausap ko si jolenz&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pati sila mike.. grabe nakakamiss pa la sila..&lt;br /&gt;at namimiss den nila ako.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;ligo...&lt;br /&gt;at ayun.. nasa skul ako..&lt;br /&gt;at inallow ako dalhin celphone ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey!&lt;br /&gt;grabe bait nung guard sa pearl inallow ako mag pass kahit sarado pa sila.. pinatakas nila ako infairness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nakapasok ako na inde nakauniform!&lt;br /&gt;bait nung guard grabe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ayun..&lt;br /&gt;masaya naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praktis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at praktis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks sa mga tao!&lt;br /&gt;sa mga picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture buddy - ruvie&lt;br /&gt;nana marie!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;anna lea..&lt;br /&gt;paula..&lt;br /&gt;mOink..&lt;br /&gt;nica..&lt;br /&gt;mikel...&lt;br /&gt;jj..&lt;br /&gt;pauli..&lt;br /&gt;diego..&lt;br /&gt;jeona..&lt;br /&gt;TOWNES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go panalo tau! yes! 41-37..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dehydrated ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at di ako kumain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaya..&lt;br /&gt;tapos pumunta kami lasalle ni anne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dun kami nagdate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ambait ni ejay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appreciate ko na sya sobra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nakita ko si penpen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wafu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at si paul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyutie... nashare nia na sa ken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bait den nung mga people sa pila..&lt;br /&gt;nakikisama sila sa kabangag ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bait ni dimmie&lt;br /&gt;at ung ma ma sa xerox machine&lt;br /&gt;pati ung babaeng taga st scho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bait nila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pati ung babae sa computer shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pati si moink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pati ung babae sa processing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ung mga tao sa lasallle......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mad..&lt;br /&gt;ej david..&lt;br /&gt;kath..&lt;br /&gt;lai..&lt;br /&gt;penpen..&lt;br /&gt;paul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe feel at home pa ren ako sa inyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks kay &lt;br /&gt;nina..&lt;br /&gt;jose..&lt;br /&gt;lawrence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lab u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you god for my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112808787778106935?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112808787778106935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112808787778106935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112808787778106935'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayroong kasabihan na kapag napakaganda na ng takbo ng mundo ay malalamang mong ikaw lang ang panira rito.. parang napapasin mo na ikaw lagi ang nakakaperwisyo sa buhay ng iba at ikaw ang nagiging panira.. parang siguro kung wala ako kaya nila. or siguro kung wala ako mataas ang grade nila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi na ako part ng kahit anung banda.. isa lang ang naging banda ko ever at sana maging loyal ako kc nakakakonsensya den pa la sya.. sapagkat napakasupportive nila pero ako naman masyadong nag-aasume.. kailangan hayaan ang ibang tao makadiscover sa iyo at manahimik sa isang tabi.. so what kung marunong ako? magaling ba ako? hindi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakasabay ko pa ren si patrick kahit todo iwas na ako.. nakakalungkot naman dahil parang hindi na namin kilala ang isa't isa ngunit mas maganda ng ganun.. kahit papano..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wag mo na ako kausapin.. naiinlove ako sayo.. nasaktan mo na ako dati.. at alam ko masasaktan mo ulet ako.. kaya please.. sorry invisible ako sa iyo.. patawad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina napagtanto ko na napakapanira ko sa mundo.. biruin mo napakacrab ko in a way na feeling ko dahil saken kaya sila bumabagsak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiiyak na ako.. sana makaiyak ako sa balikat mo.. kaso nasa bahay ka at nasa bahay den ako.. in short magkaiba tau ng bahay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe.. nakakalift kahit papano ng spirit ang ice cream.. ok lang! hay basta kailangan kong sumaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list to do before i die:&lt;br /&gt;.. go to africa&lt;br /&gt;.. help people&lt;br /&gt;.. act in a theater &lt;br /&gt;.. plant a tree&lt;br /&gt;.. swim in the dead sea&lt;br /&gt;.. have a house &lt;br /&gt;.. do the wire connections&lt;br /&gt;.. finish my course&lt;br /&gt;.. see a comet&lt;br /&gt;.. serve God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapag nagawa ko na iyan.. pede na ako mamatay.. hay buhay.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko ng mabuhay ng payapa.. at sana wala ka na doon.. sapagkat hindi ko maiisip na nandoon ka pa ren sa buhay ko.. ayoko na maging close tayo.. nasasaktan mo lang ako lalo.. at sana.. sana.. di na kita makita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inner voices - baby girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times wen i luk in ur eyes&lt;br /&gt;i see the love that we share&lt;br /&gt;i see the joy in time&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't see the feelings you hide&lt;br /&gt;and now you're saying gudbye&lt;br /&gt;coz your love has died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre-chorus:&lt;br /&gt;and all i can think i bout you&lt;br /&gt;the way u say u love me too&lt;br /&gt;and everytime i close my eyes &lt;br /&gt;i see your face&lt;br /&gt;my love can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;and you can never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;baby girl &lt;br /&gt;why dont you come back to me&lt;br /&gt;why dont you love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;baby girl &lt;br /&gt;you know i still care for you&lt;br /&gt;you know i will love you forevermore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times wen i luk in ur eyes&lt;br /&gt;i see the love that we share&lt;br /&gt;i see the joy in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't feel what you tried to hide&lt;br /&gt;and now you're saying gudbye&lt;br /&gt;coz your feelings has died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat pre-chorus&lt;br /&gt;repeat chorus 2 times&lt;br /&gt;repeat pre-chorus&lt;br /&gt;repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakoko.. aha.. i miss my bandmates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pS.. well skul is.. wala.. wala akong pake.. wala naman ginagawa and everything.. may test lang sa little prince at di ko pa nababasa.. wahaha.. pasaway ako masyado..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay naku.. gwapo ni pj.. love ko na si pj.. pati si lyndon mabait sila eh.. magiging close kami ni evan.. at magpapaturo ako kay bubu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa girls naman.. ok den.. masaya den sila.. magtatambourine daw kami nila candice sa foundation day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan sa foundation..&lt;br /&gt;.. tambourine&lt;br /&gt;.. field demo&lt;br /&gt;.. layas na ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakoko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans ko lately..&lt;br /&gt;sep 30 date namen ni anne&lt;br /&gt;oct 02 simba! duh!&lt;br /&gt;oct 05 bday ni noreen / play&lt;br /&gt;oct 07 foundation day&lt;br /&gt;oct 09 bday ni step dad&lt;br /&gt;oct 11 test sa english&lt;br /&gt;oct 16 family gimik.. haha&lt;br /&gt;oct 18 bday ni pearl&lt;br /&gt;oct 19 umpisa ng test&lt;br /&gt;oct 20 bday ni ada&lt;br /&gt;oct 21 bday ni paula&lt;br /&gt;oct 22 field trip&lt;br /&gt;oct 23 play sa paco&lt;br /&gt;oct 24 outing ng townes&lt;br /&gt;oct 26/28 calvin&lt;br /&gt;oct 27 bday ni 3xa&lt;br /&gt;oct 31 ubernyt sa men&lt;br /&gt;nov 01 bday ni maxinne&lt;br /&gt;nov 06 bday ni anne&lt;br /&gt;nov 18 mymp.. araneta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112774151107128281?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112763781067008942</id><published>2005-09-25T16:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T19:16:17.216+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op me myself and the world</title><content type='html'>++mood: masaya ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++see: the red bear bank ko&lt;br /&gt;++speak: sumasabay ako sa kahit pa! wahahha&lt;br /&gt;++hear: kahit pa at ung tunog nung electric fan&lt;br /&gt;++touch: yellow pad paper.. baket hawak ko?&lt;br /&gt;++smell: insenso.. cinnamon.. wakoko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++last song syndrome: kung wala ka - hale&lt;br /&gt;++last song played with: eagle's wings - church&lt;br /&gt;++last song listened at: kahit pa - hale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday pJ! grabe pj i wish you all the love in the world. at sana maniwala ka na may nagmamahal sau at isa na ako doon.. haha.. pero seriously love ko si pj kc ambait bait nia ang everything..&lt;br /&gt;nakakatouch kc siya ung parang nakakonvince kay chan namaghanap ng ibang drummer and everything.. infairness ambait talaga ni pj! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time kong kumain sa turo turo nung saturday.. at nakalimutan namin si manalang.. di kc kame makalapit dahil strong wind.. haha.. joke lang.. naforgot lang talga namen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagpraktis sila jeona nung sat den enden ayun.. di daw sumulpot si roc.. asar nga daw sila eh.. maganda and everything.. kulang na lang drums.. yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako na ay member ng band nila jayjay! yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tumawag si bernard sa bahay! nice! hehe! friends pa ren kami.. tested by time paren! solid.. haha syempre, ako pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute ni lyndon kaso parang wala syang selfconfidence and ever.. at masaya ako kc kahit papano napapasmile ko sya.. haha nakakatuwa pa la ako.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy debut mad.. sayang di ako nainvite.. pero ok lang.. masaya daw pero ok lang.. ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe antagal namen sa jolibee.. nakamaraming cheesy fries na kami and everything di pa ren kami umaalis.. grabe nakakaumay ang cheesy fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tumugtog ako sa simbahan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss na ako ni arianne... kakatouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last days na ni kenneth sa pinas.. mamimiss kita kenneth.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bat lahat ng tao pumupunta ng usa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ginawan ako ng poem ni emjay! yiheeeeee.. masaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masarap ang feeling sa aming family dahil mabait sila sa aken and everything.. todo support sila sa ken.. awwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakanood ako ng avatar.. ang adek ko na infairness.. aaantabayan ko talaga un as if promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di makakapunta sila ejay kath sa foundation day and everything kc may class pa sila eh hangang 1130 and everything un noh so .. di talaga sila makakaattend.. hay di nila makikita ang performance ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakareerin ko ung battle of the bands now that i am happy with my bandmates.. sorry paula sa abala and everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks po sa townes.. unti-unti na akong nafefeel at home.. nung una hindi kc may gap at barriers and everything pero ngaun unti-unti kong naeenjoy ang section na ito.. mahihirapan ako magcollege&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di pa ako napapasa ng lasalle form.. haha tamad ako.. hehe.. pero kaya un! ako pa.. sa up nga last minute pa eh.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. ansaya mabuhay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magdadate kami ni anne sa friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pupunta ako sa band practice sa sabado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grades ko nga pa la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90 physics [ninety lang.. putek.. epal!]&lt;br /&gt;89 english [bait ni mam correa...]&lt;br /&gt;85 analytic geom [whew! nasa bingit ako ng kamatayan!]&lt;br /&gt;87 filipino [buti pa kay ginoo.. nakaka 89 ako]&lt;br /&gt;00 makabayan [wala kc eko!]&lt;br /&gt;00 eko [wala nga di ba?]&lt;br /&gt;87 elektronics [sheeet pasa ako! ty God n sir bangs!]&lt;br /&gt;88 pehm [haha.. bagsak pa naman perio ko]&lt;br /&gt;88 homeroom [pano nagkagrade to? wala kami homeroom ha]&lt;br /&gt;85 ad chem [buntis hangin kc.. hehe]&lt;br /&gt;92 comp sci [shet! ty sherwin..!]&lt;br /&gt;85 finite MATH [asa pa ako math yan eh]&lt;br /&gt;91 french [di ba bagsak ako sa test? la pa ko ntbuk]&lt;br /&gt;00 humanities [haha.. sana maka.. 89 ako]&lt;br /&gt;00 cat [seperate pala un shet!]&lt;br /&gt;00 average [kulang pa ng grades tae! ehhe]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ni mama ok lang naman daw.. kc first quarter pa lang.. syempre ok lang bagsak bagsak sa pirst quarter since madami pang quarter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaso wala n ako gana pag p6... huhu.. 90 lang recitation ko.. asar naman.. i deserve more naman di ba? duh! pero ok lang den.. kopya na lang ako dis quaRter wakoko.. dali lang naman ngaun eh.. concepts and chuva! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey! i couldn't wish for anything more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i could still give this up.. all of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even you.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.. yes nakamove on na ako kahit papano.. isa ka ng parte ng magagandang memories na nagpapalakas sa aken kapag nasa bottom ground na ako.. thanks so much. i still love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112763781067008942?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112763781067008942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112763781067008942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;at nakuha na ung CD ng PROM.. huwaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe come to think of it nakakaiyak sya&lt;br /&gt;parang masyadong na treasure at naapreciate ko every minute of my life&lt;br /&gt;at masaya mabuhay sobra as in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaso here is the deal&lt;br /&gt;i think i am fallin for some guy na loyal paren sa mahal nia&lt;br /&gt;at ayun ang problema. i mean sana forever loyal na lang ako kay kris pero parang human instinct na na ganun eh. sa bible nga polygamus halos lahat. hay hindi ko na alam.. tapos ang masakit pa doon ay kaibigan lang talaga ang turing niya sa akin forever.. as in.. feeling ko nga walang chance na maging MU or something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malapit na ang pasahan ng form sa lasalle at wala pa akong picture&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.. evil..&lt;br /&gt;ako nga pa la ay isang sour na tao..&lt;br /&gt;kc sinigang favorite ko haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onga pa la i need to be nice to people&lt;br /&gt;because life is too short to be wasted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are my plans so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sept 24.. bday ni pj! at ni kath! townes&lt;br /&gt;sept 29 bday ni bernard&lt;br /&gt;sept 30 pasa form sa lasalle [last minute ulet :P]&lt;br /&gt;oct 01 lalabas kami ni anne&lt;br /&gt;oct 05 bday ni ren tapos may play&lt;br /&gt;oct 07 foundation [putek!]&lt;br /&gt;oct 09 bday ni stepdad&lt;br /&gt;oct 17 bday ni emer.. bat ko to nilagay?&lt;br /&gt;oct 19-21 periodic test na. washu!&lt;br /&gt;oct 20 bday ni ada&lt;br /&gt;oct 21 bday ni paula&lt;br /&gt;oct 23 play sa paco catholic&lt;br /&gt;oct 24 bday ni joi&lt;br /&gt;somewhere here may gimik ang cherry red.. haha&lt;br /&gt;oct 31 haloween party sa men ata[??]&lt;br /&gt;nov 01 bday ni maxinne &lt;br /&gt;nov 06 bday ni monalee&lt;br /&gt;nov 18 araneta mymp&lt;br /&gt;nov 21 anniversary ni mads at bernard&lt;br /&gt;tapos nagbabalak ako sumama sa choir ng don bosco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ok pa naman kami ni jeona kaso di lang lagi nagkikita..&lt;br /&gt;at bago na phone number namen&lt;br /&gt;at tutugtog ako sa foundation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lang.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112747542262728006?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112747542262728006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112747542262728006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112747542262728006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112747542262728006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/09/file-me-confessions.html' title='//file me confessions'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112635849604984065</id><published>2005-09-10T23:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T23:21:36.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file after.10.years.ago</title><content type='html'>++feel: agrh! conscious..&lt;br /&gt;++mood: i want ice cream... gimme..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file week s.. madami&lt;br /&gt;ganito ang nangyayari sa buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;1. nangdlsu seminar nung september 3&lt;br /&gt;2. kumain ng maraming itlog so chug! sabog.. allergy..&lt;br /&gt;3. narerealize ko ng masaya sa townes.. pero di paren ako comfortable&lt;br /&gt;4. nakilala ko na si kaloy at si tomas leonor&lt;br /&gt;5. nachismis ako dito sa annex 45.. at nasolve na sya&lt;br /&gt;6. wala na kaming maid..&lt;br /&gt;7. wala na ren akong respect sa p6 teacher namen&lt;br /&gt;8. wala na akong kinakain..&lt;br /&gt;9. magaling magbasketball ang townes&lt;br /&gt;10. napaiyak ako ni emer kc masama sya&lt;br /&gt;11. epal ni jean canares..&lt;br /&gt;12. away bati kami ni ejay pero bati na kami&lt;br /&gt;13. away kami ni eron&lt;br /&gt;14. naaasar na ako sa dalawang tao&lt;br /&gt;15. masaya naman buhay ko.. kahit wala ka...&lt;br /&gt;16. kinausap ako ni denver&lt;br /&gt;17. magdadate kami ni anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok? ung lang muna.. wala akong masyadong maiisip eh.. hehe.. angbitter ko na talaga..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112635849604984065?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112635849604984065/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112497924706756153</id><published>2005-08-25T23:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:14:07.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file oaf self.analysis</title><content type='html'>++++mood: ansaket&lt;br /&gt;++++feel: masaket pa ren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++listenin: i-you by bamboo&lt;br /&gt;+++++doing: wah!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf self.analysis&lt;br /&gt;im confused.. i cant find myself within me.. it is like i got the wrong body... and when i come to think about it i really cant define love.. i cant define it.. it hurts so much.. i cant define art.. i cant define myself... i feel so alone.. i know i have friends and they are there for me.. but it is just.. i cant find who i am.. i seems the world has turned topsy turvy.. im becoming vain.. im turning bitter.. i dont wanna be like that.. i want to love.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file itfig reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;we had so many memories together.. &lt;br /&gt;i cant count the times you made me happy cause you always did.. &lt;br /&gt;i cant count the times you made me cry cause you always wiped my tears.. &lt;br /&gt;i cant count the times you caught me cause i always fell..&lt;br /&gt;i cant count the times you made me secure cause you held me in your arms..&lt;br /&gt;i cant count the times you sang to me cause you let me sing my heart out..&lt;br /&gt;i cant count the times we walked together cause you always carried me&lt;br /&gt;most of all&lt;br /&gt;i cant count the times i said i love you cause you always told me i dont love you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf pg&lt;br /&gt;nagiiwasan tau.. ayoko ng ganito.. ayokong mawala ka dahil magsisisi ako.. ayokong mawalan ng kaibigan na tulad mo dahil lagi kang nariyan bumabantay kapag tulog ako.. at umaalala kapag may sakit ako.. sana nga lagi na lang akong may sakit para alalahanin mo ako.. kaysa naman ok ang pangangatawan ko pero di mo naman ako pinapansin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file music bamboo i-you&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno what love is..&lt;br /&gt;why does this song kill me so bad..&lt;br /&gt;it is like it penetrates but bombards the blood flowing within me&lt;br /&gt;underflame.. dont be afraid.. nothing stronger.. nothing stronger than the soul reviving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf mean&lt;br /&gt;huwaw... anggaling ng bamboo.. may puso.... grabe anggaling nila..&lt;br /&gt;naasar ako doon sa ate ni nek nek.. sino ba un si mean.. feeling masayado as if naman maganda siya or what.. yuckster.... salbahe pero kahit na... feel nia naman... tapos epal daw sponge.. as if naman.. baket magaling ka ba kumanta.. wala kang karapatan sabihin na panget ang bamboo.. gusto mo saksakin kita.. ha.. samahan ko pa ng sabunot tpos ishave ko kilay mo.. kapal mo naman.. as if maganda ka.. yuck.. comp sci daw.. feel mo naman.. alam mo ba kung ano ang visual c++ hindi di ba? kc BOBO ka! TANGA! yabang mo! kaya nga mean name mo eh kc you are MEAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf jean&lt;br /&gt;grabe tama bang buhusan ako ng ketchup kahit di ko birthday.. alam mo bang 15 times kong shinampoo ang buhok ko bagop mawala ang scent ng ketchup.. ha? ha? inde naman sa personallan pero feel mo naman nakakatuwa.. tama ba un.. at wag ka nga maligo kapag wala kang dalang towel.. baka may thingie pa sa hair mo.. maalaga ako sa buhok no.. di katulad mo.. &gt;:P asar ka naman.. at wag mo nga ako daganan kc nabubuilt ang pressure sa face ko.. di ka ba makapaghintay? epal mo.. antaba taba mo pa naman.. wala akong laban sau noh! duh.... waistline mo 45!!!!!! wenk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf pg&lt;br /&gt;nakita mo ako na magulo hair ko&lt;br /&gt;pero ok lang.. kelan ba naging maayos..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file bf anne&lt;br /&gt;huwaw close kame... going strong pa ren kami ni anne.. si anne pa.. sana wag maggive up si ureta sa kanya kc mabait nman si anne eh.. naaalala ko pa na sila ung close tapos ngaun sila pa ung nagkakagap.. sayang friendship nio.. no friendship is worth giving up.. that is all i know.. yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl twns tle&lt;br /&gt;huwaw.. nakapasa ako sa flourescent fixture 40 watts....&lt;br /&gt;i mean sa connection... ako na gagawa ng aming lighting sa bahay... go gwen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl twns&lt;br /&gt;ok naman sila.. hehe... maliban kay jean...... at kay emer.. tae galunggong ka....! feel mo naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl twns demo.p6&lt;br /&gt;huwaw ang yabang ng mga tichers na iba..&lt;br /&gt;baket p6 major si sir.. hindi english..&lt;br /&gt;at kaya kau pumunta para hanggaan si sir..&lt;br /&gt;dahil anggaling galing nia naman talaga magturo..&lt;br /&gt;parang feeling nio diyos kau para magjudge ng tao&lt;br /&gt;pero mas marami pa kaung mali..&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH...&lt;br /&gt;OKI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl dlsu-ccs&lt;br /&gt;pumunta sila ejay, jolenz at kath sa masci..&lt;br /&gt;nakita na nila ang pool&lt;br /&gt;where you can walk over water..&lt;br /&gt;wenk....:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[û] files [û] 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++comment ko&lt;br /&gt;andami kong natype.. pagod na ako.. at i-you pa ren pinapakinggan ko..hehe.. ayus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112497924706756153?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112497924706756153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112497924706756153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112497924706756153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112497924706756153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/08/file-oaf-selfanalysis.html' title='//file oaf self.analysis'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112468499321976216</id><published>2005-08-22T12:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T14:57:34.366+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op comedy.of.manners</title><content type='html'>++mood: what is my mood? i dont know.. im wearin a mask&lt;br /&gt;++feel: I feel the sweat going down my cheek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++listenin: stay - cueshe&lt;br /&gt;++++++doin: cleaning somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file op comedy.of.manners&lt;br /&gt;the world is a stage and we are the actors and actresses.. sort of funny well it isnt .. we were gifted with a role to portray during the play.. and sometimes this role means a sacrifice... and it limits the capacity to do something more.. unless the actor is developing.. or the director of the play alters the script.. &lt;br /&gt;comedy of manners isnt an exaggeration of the |mannerism| of the social climbers. Once you are invited to a function there is a requirement to bring a mask with you.. this mask enables the character to hide behind the truth.. whats noticeable is the repetition of the sarcastic smiles published by the characters.. every one knows it is all fake.. just a circle that would soon vanish when the eraser touches the surface of the paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file midl&lt;br /&gt;today is a full moon.. too bad I didnt have a camera with 1000x zoom.. is there any yet? The pictures worth a million thoughts are never taken by a camera.. quite disappointing but it is how life is.. I plan to make my space during new moon.. and have a thanksgiving ceremony every esbat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl twns&lt;br /&gt;I am going to pass after all.. all I need is to pass the following by Tuesday which is tomorrow.. project in finite (mam asked me to revise it.. wenk!) project in comp sci(with the so-called kalandian).. project in social (im thinking about something I dont like.. and its bugging me) the noypi assignment(I havent done a single speck of the wicked homework.. wenk!).. and I should pass the recom letter to the guidance.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl dlsu-ccs&lt;br /&gt;there will be a conference(I mean the real thing ok? Not ym) on September 03, 2005 which starts around 8 in the morning.. I am expecting it to be whole day process. . how I wich to see my friends from the university.. I am excited.. to see them… not the java stuff.. wenk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file cg Ateneo..&lt;br /&gt;we went to Ateneo.. and Ateneo is big! I mean big trees.. :D anyways.. big talaga mga puno.. tapos automatic ata ang kamay ko at naaliw ako sa mga  halamang nasa floor.. I mean sa ground.. well ankyut naman talaga nila.. at nakaipit na ang mga halaman sa libro ko na analytical geometry.. hay... Ansaya.. doon  na pa la si therese nag-aaral.. psycho course niya eh.. ako gusto ko theater arts.. hehe.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file op reason&lt;br /&gt;everything happens for a reason.. and the reason why I went there was to experience first hand.. the feeling of social climbers doing all there sarcastic things in the party.. Id rather be the musician playing my heart out.. than a person eating salad and drinking white wine.. unhappy.. uncontented.. and feeling alone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112468499321976216?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112468499321976216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112468499321976216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112468499321976216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112468499321976216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/08/file-op-comedyofmanners.html' title='//file op comedy.of.manners'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112419696177589831</id><published>2005-08-16T20:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T22:56:01.780+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op ?</title><content type='html'>++++++++mood: masaya&lt;br /&gt;++++++++feel: im happy shalalala.. it so nice to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++downloadin: hello picassa&lt;br /&gt;++++listenin: bamboo -- alpha beta omega&lt;br /&gt;++++++++doin: nothing.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file op myself&lt;br /&gt;anu nga ba at ang lakas ng topak ko ngaun.. &lt;br /&gt;hay ewan ko ba..&lt;br /&gt;last song syndrome ako lately.. &lt;br /&gt;asar... ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file lpp through the dark&lt;br /&gt;Traveling through the dark I found a deer&lt;br /&gt;Dead on the edge of the Wilson River Road&lt;br /&gt;It is usually best to roll them into the canyon&lt;br /&gt;That road is narrow; to swerve might make more dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the flow of the taillight I stumbled back of the car&lt;br /&gt;And stood by the heap, a doe, a recent killing&lt;br /&gt;She had stiffened already, almost cold&lt;br /&gt;I dragged her off, she was large in the belly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My finger touching her side gave me the reason&lt;br /&gt;Her side was warm, her fawn lay there waiting;&lt;br /&gt;Alive still, never to be born&lt;br /&gt;Besides that mountain road I hesitated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car aimed its lowered parking lights&lt;br /&gt;Under the hood purred the steady engine&lt;br /&gt;I stood in the glare of the warm exhaust turning red&lt;br /&gt;Around our group I could hear the wilderness listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought hard for us all –my only swerving – &lt;br /&gt;Then pushed her over the edge into the river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl twns&lt;br /&gt;hay.. naku.. grabe..&lt;br /&gt;wala kaming ginawa.. &lt;br /&gt;halos wala kaming class....&lt;br /&gt;it was very nice..&lt;br /&gt;well sort of..&lt;br /&gt;anu ba ito.. nakakaasar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl dlsu-ccs&lt;br /&gt;hay naku nakakaasar&lt;br /&gt;natapos ko na den ang mga recollection lettter&lt;br /&gt;at natutuwa ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file music sponge&lt;br /&gt;naeexcite ako sa linggo&lt;br /&gt;ui.. sponge...&lt;br /&gt;paautograph... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++Self comment&lt;br /&gt;ako pa la gagawa ng compilation ng chuva sa english&lt;br /&gt;go english hehe.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112419696177589831?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112419696177589831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112419696177589831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112419696177589831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112419696177589831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/08/file-op.html' title='//file op ?'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112400770269847610</id><published>2005-08-14T16:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T18:21:42.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op alone</title><content type='html'>++mood: no comment&lt;br /&gt;++feel: desperate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++doin: downloadin freestyle so slow&lt;br /&gt;+hearin: Kung Wala Ka -- Hale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file music freestyle&lt;br /&gt;after 10 years since i deleted so slow in my pc..&lt;br /&gt;nadownload ko na sya ulet.. yihee.. celebrate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file op bahay&lt;br /&gt;hay.. walang tao sa bahay ngaun&lt;br /&gt;at gutom na ako..&lt;br /&gt;kc walang pagkain sa ref&lt;br /&gt;ak2ali meron kaso .. YUCK.. ayoko..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. maarte..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file itfig memories&lt;br /&gt;hay cant seem to knw how to forget&lt;br /&gt;that smile in your face.. please tell me&lt;br /&gt;so i could move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to know &lt;br /&gt;how to live without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;you are my source of life&lt;br /&gt;my source of will&lt;br /&gt;but please detach me &lt;br /&gt;from the power that is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file music hale kung wala ka&lt;br /&gt;natapos na ang lahat&lt;br /&gt;narito pa ren ako&lt;br /&gt;hetong nakatulala&lt;br /&gt;sa mundo&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko maiisip&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko makikita&lt;br /&gt;mga pangarap ko&lt;br /&gt;para sayo&lt;br /&gt;para sayo&lt;br /&gt;OoOoOh hindi ko maiisip kung wala ka &lt;br /&gt;OoOoOh sa buhay ko&lt;br /&gt;nariyan ka pa ba&lt;br /&gt;di ka na matanaw&lt;br /&gt;kung meron madaraan&lt;br /&gt;pasulong&lt;br /&gt;OoOoOh hindi ko maiisip kung wala ka &lt;br /&gt;OoOoOh sa buhay ko&lt;br /&gt;sundan mo ang paghimig na lulan&lt;br /&gt;na aking pinagtatanto&lt;br /&gt;sundan mo ang paghimig koOoOoOh hindi ko maiisip kung wala ka &lt;br /&gt;OoOoOh sa buhay ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[û] collection of files [û] 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++ self comment&lt;br /&gt;wala na talaga akong magawa.. humph!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112400770269847610?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112400770269847610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112400770269847610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112400770269847610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112400770269847610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/08/file-op-alone.html' title='//file op alone'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112393496349503723</id><published>2005-08-14T13:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T23:51:54.543+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op pagdududa</title><content type='html'>special request..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;ERON -- pinakaweirdong tao sa mundo&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++mood: masaya.. kaso malungkot&lt;br /&gt;++feeling: wah.... ah.... anu nga ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++listenin: aNg pAg-iBig KoNg itO -- mOonStAr88&lt;br /&gt;+downloadin: yahoo messenger version 7.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++memo: maganda ako sa picture ngaun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file op pagdududa&lt;br /&gt;anu ba talaga itong buhay na ito.. ako ay nababagot.. hindi ko alam kung baket ako nagkakaganito.. nakakaasar na kc eh.. parang feeling ko lalong gumugulo ang buhay ko.. dahil pinapagulo ko sya.. parang kahit gusto kong makawala eh mas lalo ko pang pinoposas ang sarili ko sa mga kandena ng aking pagkalungkot.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file op thoughts&lt;br /&gt;i deserve to be happy. but i cant.. i just cant..&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt happen within.. i cant seem to smile with my heart&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to find my self.. the girl i was before..&lt;br /&gt;and still in the abyss of this ocean&lt;br /&gt;i find you looking back staring at me&lt;br /&gt;hoping i could disappear in those sea &lt;br /&gt;the sea where i could submerge&lt;br /&gt;where i could feel the warmth of your love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file bf jeona&lt;br /&gt;huwaw.. wala lang kaming ginawa &lt;br /&gt;kundi kumain ng masarap na pancit kanton ni nanay pressy, magphotoshoot na naman na 100 pictures sa cel ni liezl [it rhymes] at magwrestling sa mouse na hindi namin alam kung baket namin&lt;br /&gt;pinag-aawayan.. i thank god na meron akong bestfriend na tulag ni jeona.. na tulad niyang memorize na ang aking pagkatao.. ang babaeng nagsasabi ng katotohanan sa akin kahit masakit.. at ang babaeng umaaway sa akin kapag sobra na ako.. parang kaming yinyan.. pag masyado nang mataas ang lipad ko eh hahatakin niya ako&lt;br /&gt;para malaman kong tao pa ren ako at kailangan ako'y nasa lupa..&lt;br /&gt;dahil hindi ko kayang lumipad ng wala sya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf evs..&lt;br /&gt;go evs.. kaya mo yan..&lt;br /&gt;pinublish ba daw sa blog.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf denver&lt;br /&gt;hay.. papunta punta pa sa bahay&lt;br /&gt;tae naman.. as if naman.. feeling nia naman&lt;br /&gt;nakakakaasar.. feeling naman nia na...&lt;br /&gt;hay perwisyo ka talaga sa buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;so what kung may gf ka.. tinatanong ko ba&lt;br /&gt;epal mo.. ayoko sayo... ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file music cueshe ulan&lt;br /&gt;lagi na lang umuulan &lt;br /&gt;parang walang katapusan&lt;br /&gt;tulad ng paghihirap ko ngayon&lt;br /&gt;parang walang humpay&lt;br /&gt;sa kabila ng lahat ng aking pagsisikap&lt;br /&gt;na limutin ka hindi pa rin magawa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file music cueshe ulan op&lt;br /&gt;oo nga di pa ren kita makalimutan kris&lt;br /&gt;baket ba ang hirap mo kalimutan.. naaalala ko pa nga ung mga chat naten tuwing gabi.. parang wala ng bukas.. ang mga conversation na ten na sobrang tagal kahit may test pa kinabukasan.. at ang mga panahon na hinayaan mo akong umiyak at pinahiran mo ang aking luha ng saya.. kahit ano talaga gawin ko eh ikaw pa rin laman ng puso.. please naman.. nasasaktan na ako.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file bloggy&lt;br /&gt;huwaw na tapos ko na ren ang mano mano kong blog.. &lt;br /&gt;grabe ang div code.. nakakainlab..&lt;br /&gt;at all thanks to jeona.. kc mahal kita.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[û] collection of files [û] 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***self analysis..&lt;br /&gt;huwaw ayoko na talaga.. wala lang.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112393496349503723?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112393496349503723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112393496349503723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112393496349503723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112393496349503723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/08/file-op-pagdududa.html' title='//file op pagdududa'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112377777008279070</id><published>2005-08-12T17:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T02:29:30.106+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op confusion</title><content type='html'>+++++mood:confused.. cant you see on the title?&lt;br /&gt;++weather:rainy.. i can feel the rain drippin on my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++trip:stare at you eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file op confusion&lt;br /&gt;why did he say those words&lt;br /&gt;those three words&lt;br /&gt;which made me stare at my pc&lt;br /&gt;and think for a while&lt;br /&gt;maybe he didn;t look into the keyboard..&lt;br /&gt;or maybe like he said&lt;br /&gt;he was just sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;what is happening to me&lt;br /&gt;im so confuse&lt;br /&gt;do you really love me&lt;br /&gt;or you are making me used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file music cueshe&lt;br /&gt;infairness i like there music&lt;br /&gt;i just downloaded more of their mp3s.. &lt;br /&gt;and i think im gonna give up and buy the album itself..&lt;br /&gt;especially their song ulan..&lt;br /&gt;huwaw..&lt;br /&gt;kakakilabot.. u can feel it comes from the heart&lt;br /&gt;as in straight from the heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file music bamboo&lt;br /&gt;im so hooked sa hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;i mean naririnig ko na sya b4&lt;br /&gt;pero anggaling eh&lt;br /&gt;u can feel the sense and the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;u know the emotions&lt;br /&gt;and you can feel the intensity&lt;br /&gt;it says it all&lt;br /&gt;"kasi mahal kita"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf pg&lt;br /&gt;wuaw&lt;br /&gt;nakita ko sya at parang tumigil mundo ko&lt;br /&gt;parang for 5 seconds eh nagrevolve ang buhay ko sa mata nia&lt;br /&gt;ung mga matang bumibihag sa aking pagkatao&lt;br /&gt;at ang mga mata nagbibigay pag-asang mamahalin nia ako&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung sinasadya nia&lt;br /&gt;ang mga sulyap na aking nakikita&lt;br /&gt;pero alam ko naman ang katotohan&lt;br /&gt;imposibleng maging mahal ko sya&lt;br /&gt;imposible nga ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl twns&lt;br /&gt;bonding sessions sa mcdo&lt;br /&gt;nung wednesday&lt;br /&gt;mejo ok naman sila&lt;br /&gt;ako lang naman ang hindi&lt;br /&gt;hay&lt;br /&gt;i feel like they cant have room in my heart&lt;br /&gt;because i wont let them in&lt;br /&gt;baket pa?&lt;br /&gt;eh maggagraduate din naman&lt;br /&gt;mas mahirap maglet go sa buhay high school&lt;br /&gt;kung tulad mo ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl tests&lt;br /&gt;huwaw grabe&lt;br /&gt;manual ko ung comp sci&lt;br /&gt;mas ok na ung mapagod ang kamay&lt;br /&gt;kaysa utak&lt;br /&gt;kc pag kamay may nabuburn na fats&lt;br /&gt;eh sa utak&lt;br /&gt;pwede pang mag burn out ang fuse&lt;br /&gt;ahrgh..... system shut down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file bloggy&lt;br /&gt;naayos ko na sya&lt;br /&gt;kaso nga lang&lt;br /&gt;eh para sa 1024 x 768 lang maganda&lt;br /&gt;kc nag-ooverlap siya eh&lt;br /&gt;asar.....&lt;br /&gt;pano ba itong buhay na ito&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na&lt;br /&gt;maliit ang pc screen ko&lt;br /&gt;wah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf ian&lt;br /&gt;huwaw.. knight in shining armor&lt;br /&gt;takte.. grabe&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko binili ang pera ko ng pagkain&lt;br /&gt;pero thanks na ren sa lift&lt;br /&gt;at please&lt;br /&gt;wag nio na po ipagpilitan si denver&lt;br /&gt;sa aken&lt;br /&gt;may buhay na ako..&lt;br /&gt;at ayoko na na maging parte pa sya nun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf denver&lt;br /&gt;ipagpatuloy mo ang hindi paglabas ng bahay nio&lt;br /&gt;maganda na kc buhay ko &lt;br /&gt;please lang wag ka na manggulo&lt;br /&gt;ikaw lang ang perwisyo eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf me&lt;br /&gt;i am seeing the light&lt;br /&gt;it is in front of me&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the light&lt;br /&gt;it is slowly absorbing me&lt;br /&gt;i can touch the light&lt;br /&gt;the heat is burning me&lt;br /&gt;it was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file itfig&lt;br /&gt;i love you kris&lt;br /&gt;pero hanggang doon lang&lt;br /&gt;i need you para may hugutan ako ng emotions&lt;br /&gt;i need to feel that love..&lt;br /&gt;that tragic moments&lt;br /&gt;and i want to thank u&lt;br /&gt;u are my source of emotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[û] collection of files [û] 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++self comment&lt;br /&gt;sleep na ako.... ZzZzZz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112377777008279070?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112377777008279070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112377777008279070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112377777008279070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112377777008279070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/08/file-op-confusion.html' title='//file op confusion'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112282625805121655</id><published>2005-08-01T17:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T02:10:58.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op 1148.na</title><content type='html'>+++mood: swinging.. pendulum style.. &lt;br /&gt;+++feel: depressed.. uncertain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++chat: anne, jeona, dabbay, paula, anna, kasher, mad, ian&lt;br /&gt;+++stat: finish ko na 2 kill.. ulitin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+music: cueshe' , my chemical romance&lt;br /&gt;+++nos: 5 new mp3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file festival&lt;br /&gt;pumunta kami at bumili ako ng magandang necklace..... &lt;br /&gt;ang kyut kaso nasira ko agad.. &lt;br /&gt;pero dont wori aayusin ko naman sya eh.. &lt;br /&gt;somehow.. &lt;br /&gt;baket bead craft naman den ako ha.. .&lt;br /&gt;hindi lang pangelectronics.. charing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf denver&lt;br /&gt;shet angulo gulo mo&lt;br /&gt;pwede ba hilingin kong magdisappear ka&lt;br /&gt;as in poof..&lt;br /&gt;parang crunch time sa thesis&lt;br /&gt;na magiging coco crunch ka.....&lt;br /&gt;tapos ipapakain kita kay tommy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf jz&lt;br /&gt;hay kahit ano ginagawa nia&lt;br /&gt;hindi nia pa ren kayang iadmit na mahal nia na talaga&lt;br /&gt;at kahit aminin nia..&lt;br /&gt;gusto niang tuluyang mawala&lt;br /&gt;at sa  paraang iyon&lt;br /&gt;napalitan ng suklam sa kanyang puso....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf kp&lt;br /&gt;he never liked her from the start&lt;br /&gt;he is just sweet&lt;br /&gt;maybe that is why she fell&lt;br /&gt;cause she thought that they could be&lt;br /&gt;but it was all just a lie&lt;br /&gt;a big fat white lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file op love.kills&lt;br /&gt;yes love can decieve.. &lt;br /&gt;i pity those people who believe love can last forever.. &lt;br /&gt;in the next life you can't even tell..&lt;br /&gt;if your gonna be inlove or not&lt;br /&gt;if you'll be born out of shame&lt;br /&gt;love lights up the fire&lt;br /&gt;but it can easily ask the wind to blow&lt;br /&gt;and kill the life within the fire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file responsibility&lt;br /&gt;grabe...&lt;br /&gt;computer society&lt;br /&gt;yag [na wala namang ginagawa]&lt;br /&gt;tapos ngaun&lt;br /&gt;ngaun&lt;br /&gt;ngaun&lt;br /&gt;youth org&lt;br /&gt;andami ko nang pasan...&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na....&lt;br /&gt;resign...&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;ayoko ng responsibility&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko freeedom..&lt;br /&gt;happinessss..&lt;br /&gt;chuva&lt;br /&gt;tae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file op diploma&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko na magtapos ng hsl&lt;br /&gt;kc wala den naman kwenta ang math&lt;br /&gt;kung magtheater ka di ba&lt;br /&gt;totoo naman eh&lt;br /&gt;anu un ikokompute mo ung acceleration ng voice mo&lt;br /&gt;ak2ali meron den&lt;br /&gt;kaso sa props na un&lt;br /&gt;eh pano kung artista ka lang..&lt;br /&gt;ak2ali gusto ko director&lt;br /&gt;ok kinakain ko salita ko..&lt;br /&gt;busog na ako..&lt;br /&gt;bURP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file op crush&lt;br /&gt;so wat kung crush ko sya&lt;br /&gt;he is just my crush&lt;br /&gt;that is the line&lt;br /&gt;his different from kris&lt;br /&gt;far different from kris&lt;br /&gt;and he is not significant in my life&lt;br /&gt;eventhough he is yakult&lt;br /&gt;i mean so wat if he has live microorganisms&lt;br /&gt;what if that microorganism has a delicate function in nature&lt;br /&gt;would you choose technology over nature..&lt;br /&gt;me...&lt;br /&gt;i'll cross that bridge when i come to it..&lt;br /&gt;if ever i come to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file bloggy&lt;br /&gt;template change.....&lt;br /&gt;change template&lt;br /&gt;ahrgh!&lt;br /&gt;kailangan ko na ito mabago...&lt;br /&gt;pano ba magkaroon nung side scroll&lt;br /&gt;anu ba ito&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na.......&lt;br /&gt;wah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[û] collection of files [û] 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++self comment&lt;br /&gt;tinatamad ako eh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112282625805121655?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112282625805121655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112282625805121655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112282625805121655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112282625805121655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/08/file-op-1148na.html' title='//file op 1148.na'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112247379069270326</id><published>2005-07-28T15:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T00:42:45.070+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op after.10.years</title><content type='html'>*****mOod: pUzzLed?!?! mAsAyA.. mALuNgkOt.. miXed eH&lt;br /&gt;**feEliNg: cuTe... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**yM chAt: jOlenz, pAuLa, leA, jeOna, mOnaLee, dabbay, ed, eJay, dRew&lt;br /&gt;**yM MaiL: 105 new messages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*riD sTat: nAsA 1/2 ng 2 kiLL a MockIngBird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf self&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngaun ko lang iedit ang akin template.. &lt;br /&gt;putek.... &lt;br /&gt;paano ko ba babaguhin itong template na ito na may orange pa ren.. &lt;br /&gt;think think think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf bp&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel nia hair nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file op tampisaw&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaya sumugod sa ulan na walang payong&lt;br /&gt;yumawid sa baha na hindi napasukan ng tubig ang sapatos&lt;br /&gt;tumawa ng malakas sa gitna ng daan&lt;br /&gt;maramdaman ang pagpatak ng ulan..&lt;br /&gt;at sana sa pagbuhos ng tag-ulan&lt;br /&gt;ika'y kasama magpakailanman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf bp&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di bagay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf lb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti di kinakarma.. &lt;br /&gt;ak2ali wala naman talagang karma..&lt;br /&gt;pawang katotohanan lamang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file music cueshe.smb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woaw.. &lt;br /&gt;gwapo lead guitarist nila.. &lt;br /&gt;yiheeeee..&lt;br /&gt;grabe ung americano kinareer lahat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf denver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang gulo mo putek..&lt;br /&gt;buti maglalaho ka na sa buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;sana..&lt;br /&gt;kulang na talaga jigsaw ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file lpp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPI BDAY WENDY.. &lt;br /&gt;sixteen ka na ba o seventeen..&lt;br /&gt;basta brian pa ren.. &lt;br /&gt;yiheeeeee.... &lt;br /&gt;considered as PROSe ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl twns&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woaw.. hair ko na windang.. pero okie lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl dlsu-ccs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woaw.. ate mads di tau nagkita.. sana safe ang yin yang ko..&lt;br /&gt;sentimental value chuva..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file me gateway..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woaw.. &lt;br /&gt;ala america&lt;br /&gt;kaso madami vacant..&lt;br /&gt;mahal kc eh.. &lt;br /&gt;i mean ung renta&lt;br /&gt;sa space..&lt;br /&gt;di ko nakita si cori..&lt;br /&gt;sayang pamasahe.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file lpp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is prose poetry.. &lt;br /&gt;consider math rules in english.. kei?&lt;br /&gt;*******ed is my crush********&lt;br /&gt;*****chan looks like ed******&lt;br /&gt;******chan is my crush*******&lt;br /&gt;*********(:P cOrnY)**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl dlsu-ccs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i miss u na people...&lt;br /&gt;grabe.. miss ko na cherry red&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na mga away namen ni ejay&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na mga kanta ni ada&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na mga kwento ni nina&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na mga message ni dominic&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na mga times with emman&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na mga talks with lariza&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na mga sessions with chekai&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na mga moments with jerry&lt;br /&gt;si carlo.... ah miss ko na ren un....:P&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na mga orange team...&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na mga facis......&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na gox....&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na..&lt;br /&gt;miss ko..&lt;br /&gt;miss..&lt;br /&gt;mis..&lt;br /&gt;mi..&lt;br /&gt;mentally illl..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;pero seryoso miss ko na talaga..&lt;br /&gt;lahat ng mga nangyayari..&lt;br /&gt;sa aking buhay..&lt;br /&gt;nOong buwan ng abril&lt;br /&gt;taong 2005......&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/yellowsummer.gif" alt="sUmmEr cAmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf bp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panget....&lt;br /&gt;i mean it reflects me..&lt;br /&gt;di sa ken bagay buhok nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf self..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madami pa ren nagmamahal sa ken..&lt;br /&gt;dont giv up gwen&lt;br /&gt;kip on going..&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/cheer.gif" alt="G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/cheer.gif" alt="w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/cheer.gif" alt="E"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/cheer.gif" alt="n"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file p.s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute ko no?&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;pero seryoso.. &lt;br /&gt;cute ako.. &lt;br /&gt;haha..!&lt;br /&gt;diary ko..... &lt;br /&gt;wer r u na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl tle.math&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/todaysclass.gif" alt="mOre ChAlk pLease.. PeNs dOwn.. StARt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. x+y+5=0&lt;br /&gt;3. mdpt is (4,2) since 2y=x&lt;br /&gt;4. 3x-4y-18=0&lt;br /&gt;5. 4x+3y-26=0 [perpendicular kc.. so negative reciprocal]&lt;br /&gt;6. 9 &lt;br /&gt;nakalimutan ko ung number 1 pero nasagutan ko paren&lt;br /&gt;at oo nga pala.. &lt;br /&gt;masaya ang electronics.. &lt;br /&gt;kumikitang kabuhayan.. :P&lt;br /&gt;mAY peNcil Na AkO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[û] total collection of files [û] 17&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112247379069270326?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112247379069270326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112247379069270326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112247379069270326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112247379069270326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/07/file-op-after10years.html' title='//file op after.10.years'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/th_yellowsummer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112204320746422304</id><published>2005-07-23T15:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T00:40:07.473+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op fake.smiles</title><content type='html'>//file op fake.smiles&lt;br /&gt;i cant see myself the way i use to be.. i use to laugh with my heart but i now laugh with my breath.. i used to smile with sincerity but now i smile with my teeth.. i used to kiss with love but now i kiss with pain.. i cry with my heart and wipe by my fears.. i try to stay calm but my mind is incomplete.. maybe im just problematic.. i am just makin them on my own.. but i just cant understand.. the feeling to disown.. my soul walks fast.. but my body walks slow.. please dont leave me with a past.. and a future unknown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf self.pysho&lt;br /&gt;di ko maintindihan sarili ko.. napakagulo na ng aking mundo.. di ko namalayang wala na.. ang pag-ibig na totoo.. bakit ka ba lumisan.. sa aking tabi.. kailan ko ng kaibigan.. makikinig sa aking labi.. di ko alam aking gagawin.. sana'y iyong sabihin.. sarili ko'y di kayang abotin.. kahit itanong mo pa sa akin.. ang ihip ng hangin.. nagbibigay bigat sa akin himbing.. isang tulog na sa aking nagdulot ng masamang tingin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf pearl0015&lt;br /&gt;di sya sumama sa bamboo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file spe cg&lt;br /&gt;epal bamboo.. grabe di natuloy di ko tuloy nakita si ira... hay naku... bahala na.. tama si pearl.. grabe galing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file bf&lt;br /&gt;narito si jeona sa bahay.. uvernyt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf denver&lt;br /&gt;buti ka pa may bago na.. ako wala pa.. stick to kris pa ren.. grabe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file llp castles of clay&lt;br /&gt;please dont pretend u dont care.. &lt;br /&gt;please tell why you're standing there.. &lt;br /&gt;in the waterfall of my eye.. &lt;br /&gt;under the light of the sky.. &lt;br /&gt;please tell me why you're alone.. &lt;br /&gt;tossing sands under the stone.. &lt;br /&gt;why do you build a castle out of clay.. &lt;br /&gt;when summer is just in may.. &lt;br /&gt;i see the life in your smile&lt;br /&gt;catching the grin for a while&lt;br /&gt;why are you under the storm&lt;br /&gt;when you could be at home&lt;br /&gt;please tell me your goodbye&lt;br /&gt;if you dont want to talk or try&lt;br /&gt;just keep going to your path&lt;br /&gt;in abyss of your wrath.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf denver&lt;br /&gt;epal mo! i hate u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf jk&lt;br /&gt;katakot ka daw.. mumu.. natakot si barok.. shet umiyak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf maj&lt;br /&gt;sana nayakap kita kahit sandali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anlayo ko na sa aking sarili di ko na alam aking gagawin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl tle&lt;br /&gt;haha.. epal ni sir bangayan.. ikaw talaga foster ang engot mo.. yeah right.. sbi mo eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl july22&lt;br /&gt;ah.... mp3 ni paula.. haha.. di ako nakinig grabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl cat&lt;br /&gt;tanga ko talaga.. d ko namalayan kung nsan un hairnet ni rei.. epal ko talaga..... shet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112204320746422304?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112204320746422304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112204320746422304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112204320746422304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112204320746422304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/07/file-op-fakesmiles.html' title='//file op fake.smiles'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112160751291167689</id><published>2005-07-18T14:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T23:53:37.226+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op life.support</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf Denver&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasalamat siya at nililigawan mo sya.. kala nia.. next tym masasabunutan ko na sya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf Denver.ulet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least naman di ko na kailangan ng make up para meron magkagus2 sa aken.. kahit nga magulo buhok ko may nagkakagusto pa ren sa aken.. eh ikaw.. shet feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file stil migs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks sa pagtatanggol mo sa aken sa babaeng binunburan ng make up.. shet.. kaso migs ang stick.. bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf pg0011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama nga.. mejo mahilig sya magsmile.. and so.. sulet pa ren eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file swt basketbol.ncaa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe natalo ang mapua ng pcu.. Letran na lang tapos tuloy tuloy na yan hanggang finals.. pcu na.. go Letran!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf pearl0007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute sya.. haha.. narealize ko lang mejo lately.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file bf Jeona&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay si papa.. masarap talaga ang ulam papa.. at next tym di na po ako uuwi ng gabi nanay presy.. nga pa la ate merci musta ung kasal.. hay Miguel namiss ko kakulitan na ten chuva.. tren tren bus bus.. hay.. ate gwen.. Liezl kaya pa yan.. kau talaga si Sandra tignan mo.. at Jeona.. tama na kamera… finish na photo sessions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl sma.chad&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay chad di ka pumunta.. nieexpect pa naman "kita".. haha gumawa ba daw ng issue.. pwera biro.. akala ko talaga pupunta sya.. kaso may practice.. hay ineexpect ka pa naman talaga ni katherine.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file bf Jeona.ulet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send mo ung pics na ten.. unfair.. haha.. LOCKER is EVIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file bf anne&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay grabe unchanging paren tau.. grabe 10 yrs na ata tau di nag-uusap pero no change pa ren.. at alam mo naman nand2 lang ako para sa iyo.. hahanap kita ng puppy na kyut.. grabe.. at sana maresolve na ung kay tin.. oo nga.. mixed emotions.. tama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file swt vlleybal.mervs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay mervs.. nahatak pa la kita sa volleyball.. nice.. lets play…. Grabe no.. hay adik sa paghabol ng bola.. si barok champ di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf arian0003&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay arian di mo naman sya kailangan eh.. en besides nand2 pa ako.. haha.. baket tuturuan ka ba nia sa math.. at oo nga.. lahat nga ng tao eh inaaway nia.. hayaan mo in the future pati si dense eh magsasawa na sa ugali nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl dlsu-ccs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay namiss ko kau.. grabe.. emman nina.. iluvu.. sa sem break ha.. swimming.. cherry red pa ren.. hay sana magkabati na kami ni ejay.. di ba.. para masaya tau lahat.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf pg0013&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo nga.. di ka talaga palma.. at taga st.benedict ka.. pero e2 pa ren masasabi ko.. ang gwapo mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file lpp el.fili&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pano kaya at maging mongha ako.. I mean pano kung di maging kami ni kris at ayoko na sa tunay na mundo.. tama magmomongha ako.. oh di ba.. ala maria clara.. yiheeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf Denver &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kc ikaw eh.. naiiyak na ako sa cd na ito.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf Denver.nanaman&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay sadya bang nagpapamiss ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file lpp quote&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heart is in the left side of the body maybe that is why it isn’t always right? [Jeona.. l300? Remember????]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf lb0013&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay mo nga si mr un di ba.. eh pano.. shet si bp karibal! Sauce naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf lie0025&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha haba nga ng hair mo.. sorry mejo bad 3p kc eh.. wrong timing ka.. haha.. kita mo ba si pg? Gwapo ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl twns&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel I don’t belong.. LIFE SUPPORT.. naks hale.. go champ.. hay sarcastic na ako putek.. ayoko maging plastik tao ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl fire.drill&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ambobo putek ano kaya un..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl ulan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sino di mababaliw sa ulaaaaaaaaaaa--aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan? Ayan nagkasipon tuloy.. haha.. sayaw kc ng sayaw eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl tle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ha.. kala ko rush Pwede naman pa lang 2 be continued.. pero ok lang masaya pa naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf lb0016&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama ka mejo tahimik mode muna ako.. mejo lie-low para di masyado mapuna.. kc life support na ako eh.. putek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file stil buk.fair&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clamshell 2 buk fair.. ganda kaso wala ako pera…. Huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file p.s&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pano maproprove ng babae na babae sya… kc sa lalake hahalikan nia lang eh.. yuck putek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf pg0015&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GWAPO MO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file swt vlleybal&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe nakakainspire magvolleyball. Madame kc kalaro eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file [movie code] f4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. nakalimutan ko ung code.. hehe.. fantastic four. Shet! hay putek corny! Pero gwapo kc si chris evans.. hay kris.. shett!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file op close.up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay angganda nung song grabe.. kakakilig.. sana naman eh.. hay basta,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file itfig phone.cal&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe kilala paren ako ng kuya nia.. that is what matters pero at least nag-usap kami kahit mejo 10 minutes lang.. mejo understandable kc may pasok da next day at 10 pm na ako tumawag.. haha.. pero wat matters is nakausap ko sya.. at feeling ko naman eh masaya sya sa buhay nia.. sana naman ay tuloy tuloy na.. kc masaya ako kung san ka masaya! Yiheeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file p.s&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diary ko nasan ka na.. Ayoko na ng pad paper.. mapupuno na sya!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;panget si EMERSON DIONISIO! PANGET&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112160751291167689?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112160751291167689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112160751291167689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112160751291167689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112160751291167689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/07/file-op-lifesupport.html' title='//file op life.support'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112137340685287550</id><published>2005-07-15T21:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T06:36:46.856+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op intermidi8.pad.paper</title><content type='html'>//file oaf pearl0001&lt;br /&gt;first observation ko sa kanya. she is quite amusing. that is why she and kris are close friends. take not pearl and i has the same birthday and pearl also had a crush on kris. she is only a year older than me. so im young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file itfig jealousy&lt;br /&gt;hay jealous ako kay pearl buti pa sya nakakausap nia si kris.. hmph! jealous ako talaga. i mean.... wah! oo na kasalanan ko na.. it is all my fault.. gaga kc ako eh.. mahal ko nga pero di ko masabi.. stil a universe away ka pa ren.. kris! putek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file bp0007&lt;br /&gt;may mp daw sya. yeah ryt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf pearl0002&lt;br /&gt;sana marealize nia swerte sia friend nia si kris.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl p6.rum&lt;br /&gt;hay malamig sa pwesto ko... masarap matulog.. so sad.. mejo maganda lesson kaso nadadala ako ng antok.. ZzZZzZzZzZzZzZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf pc0002&lt;br /&gt;2log.. soreeeee di pa la.. nakahiga lang.. sa bag.. ay rewind, umiglip pa la sya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file CRB0013&lt;br /&gt;fanny fan.. cute.. yellow na may orange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file stil simple smile&lt;br /&gt;tama si maxinne sulet ang smile pag minsan lang.. kakainluv.. pero ayoko na mainluv.. ansaket kc eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf panaginip0003&lt;br /&gt;2log sa p6 rum.. GALUNGGONG.. e2 2log talaga.. promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file bp0006&lt;br /&gt;yeah right. i dont belong with u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file ulam.at.kanin&lt;br /&gt;si kanin unang nakalagay sa plato. tapos nung nilagay na si adobo.. nag-usap sila. gusto kc ni kanin si adobo maging kasama sa kutsara.... kaso nabastos si kanin nung tinanong ni adobo kung ilang ulam na ba nakasama mo.. grabe.. hay sayang.. bagay pa naman adobo at kanin.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf rods0004&lt;br /&gt;151 text messages pa lang.. go go go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf pearl0003&lt;br /&gt;tinatawag nia akong ate.. nice.. pwede pwede.. ok naman sya eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf pg0003&lt;br /&gt;haha.. public ka na ngaun.. gwapo mo! epal.. black paypay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file stil shoulder&lt;br /&gt;masarap maramdaman na may masasandalan ka.. na hindi magtatanung kung baket ka umiiyak at kung baket tila naaantok ka.. masarap sumandal sa mga balikat na kahit di mo pa masyado comfortable eh sumasalo sa iyo.. at tamang tama ang timing ng katamaran mo sa pagsalita.. thanks ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf denver&lt;br /&gt;bahala ka.. i hate u.. ansama mo.. pero mas masama ako sa iyo..&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.. pakshet.. s2pid lies.. sawa na ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file music bamboo&lt;br /&gt;see u on friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl english&lt;br /&gt;hay may reporting.. 10 yrs na.. di pa ren kami nagrereport..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl di.ko.kakausapin&lt;br /&gt;si ajhon, si manalang, si bubu, si pj, si emerson.. haha.. bahala kau.. beh.. pero sauce naman.. as in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf rods0005&lt;br /&gt;can rodine wait? 20 days na lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf rods0006&lt;br /&gt;kakatunaw text ng nanay mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf rods0007&lt;br /&gt;yehey natapos ko na text messages..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf rods0008&lt;br /&gt;bagay sila ni mima.. kyut sighting sa quad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf mima0004&lt;br /&gt;mima.. kyut.. kakaaliw sya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf pg0004&lt;br /&gt;sasayaw mo kaya ako kung may prom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf lb0005&lt;br /&gt;yikeeeee.. mr.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf lb0007&lt;br /&gt;ay di na si b1 at b2.. ok lang.. straight guy dapat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file hsl tle.task&lt;br /&gt;accomplishedddddd....... wahuuuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file oaf pg0005&lt;br /&gt;thanks sa ace hardware.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//file p.s &lt;br /&gt;wah na ako matype.. nawawala diary ko.. kaya padpaper muna.. diary!!! wer r u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112137340685287550?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112137340685287550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112137340685287550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112137340685287550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112137340685287550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/07/file-op-intermidi8padpaper.html' title='//file op intermidi8.pad.paper'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112099054690496526</id><published>2005-07-11T11:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T21:59:39.183+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file oaf people.oa</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file mlb hale da.day.u.said.gudnyt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me as u are&lt;br /&gt;push me off the roof&lt;br /&gt;the sadness i need this time to be with you&lt;br /&gt;im freezin in the sun&lt;br /&gt;im burnin in the rain&lt;br /&gt;the silence im screaming callin out ur name&lt;br /&gt;and i do reside in ur light&lt;br /&gt;put out the fire with me and find&lt;br /&gt;yeah u lose the side of ur circles&lt;br /&gt;that's what i'll do if we say gudbye&lt;br /&gt;to be is all i got to be&lt;br /&gt;and all that i see and all that i need this time&lt;br /&gt;to me the life you gave me&lt;br /&gt;the day you said goodnight&lt;br /&gt;the calmness in ur face&lt;br /&gt;that i see through the night&lt;br /&gt;the warmth of ur light is pressin unto us&lt;br /&gt;you didn't ask me why&lt;br /&gt;i never would have known&lt;br /&gt;oblivion is falling now&lt;br /&gt;if u could only know me&lt;br /&gt;like your prayers at night&lt;br /&gt;then everythin between you and me will be alright&lt;br /&gt;she's already taken&lt;br /&gt;she's already taken&lt;br /&gt;she's already taken me&lt;br /&gt;the day you said goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file sOp cg pic music hale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/filemusichale.jpg" alt="//file music hale july01"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf am0008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krs didn't see am.. and krs is worrying since am is really falling for aa.. wen everyone knows that aa is a total jackass.. and besides aa is so called loyal to kb.. if u know what i mean.. krs is now worrying that is am really falled.. aa will not catch am. pc is now also worried.. i mean krs just shared it to pc.. but it is way obvious.. al is now also worried but is just laying low.. jz on the other hand has a lot more problems but jz said am aint dumb enough to fall.. am is just being blind to the truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf db0001&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first file regarding db.. db is now in the stage of fallin for fg.. well many people thinks so.. the people says that db never acts that way among people.. and i think fg may have noticed it.. i dont know but i think fg is starting to get the picture.. fg is so low in pace when it comes to love.. but fg thinks that fg is not ready for commitment.. that is why fg turned oo down.. ok ok.. db also has a delayed trust with fg.. so wen they will be beaus i think that nothing will work out the way it should be.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf mom0002&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is the first but i want it to start with number 2.. mom is now in the process of blaming krs for everything krs does. even the slightest mistakes krs does is a huge hole in the net.. st01 is also in the process of destroying the wholesome relationship between mom and krs.. poor mom and krs.. wen will their relationship ever be stable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file music m.y.m.p. op&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u know the goodbye song? it is good.. and juris is a sweet dear.. she is pretty humble even though she has gone a long way now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf bp 0002&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this file can be classified also in //file sOp abc&lt;br /&gt;you know what i mean.. bp is now an ass. anyways bp just send a msg to the yg.. so dumb.. putek.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl sma reunion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mejo nagkaroon ng conting reunion sa sma.. pero hindi sa personal aspects.. mejo sa conference ng ym naman.. nandun sila ces, joms, len, jacq, caren, chad, jamil, rosanna... sorry sa di ko namention.. at marami den naging topic.. mejo masaya naman sila eh... so tawa na lang tau.. si rj nga pa la nasa neuva ecija na.. grabe anlayo.. hay.. anu ba itong buhay na ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file bf pic0089&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/filebfpic0089.jpg" alt="jeona and me"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute namin ni jeona noh???? eto ung panahong kami ay pumunta sa isang lugar at kaming mga candy girls at napadpad sa robinsons.. tapos itong pic na ito ay sa harap ng kameraworld sa may pedro gil wing.. nariyan nga si ejay noong mga panahong iyon dahil cinocourt nia paren si vida noon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file faq&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;ul&gt;//file -- start ng file ko..&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;week [date] -- happening ng week&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;oaf [code] -- observation among friend&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;sOp [] -- some organizations n projects&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cg  -- candy girls&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;li&gt;abc  -- anti bp club&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;li&gt;hf  -- haribon foundation&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;li&gt;yag  -- young artists guild&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;li&gt;dlsu.sc.ccs  -- summer camp people&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;itfig [words] -- if the feeling is gone [kris]&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;li&gt;hsl  []  -- hi-skul life&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sma  -- st. marys academy&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;li&gt;twns  -- townes batch 06&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;li&gt;clvn  -- calvin batch 05&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;li&gt;rf  -- rutherford batch 04&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;swt [sports]  -- sports wise talks&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;op [topic]  -- opinion about a topic&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;li&gt;dis [issue]  -- dangers in the street&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;music [band]  -- music life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;mlb [band] [s]  -- music lyrics bundle of songs&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;li&gt;bf [number]  -- bestfriend thingies&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;li&gt;llp [title]  -- literature prose poetry&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;crb [number]  -- comfort room blubs&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;li&gt;stil  -- simple things in life&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;li&gt;www  -- world wide web&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;li&gt;p.s  -- pahabol sana&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;li&gt;midl -- magick in daily life spells.. thoughts to ponder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come pa yan mga codes na yan.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file p.s nga.pa.la&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICA stands for Now In College Admission Process..&lt;br /&gt;Go JOms!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112099054690496526?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112099054690496526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112099054690496526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112099054690496526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112099054690496526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/07/file-oaf-peopleoa.html' title='//file oaf people.oa'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112099858492321584</id><published>2005-07-11T05:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T22:29:44.930+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file lpp feelin.subside</title><content type='html'>while the moon takes the sky &lt;br /&gt;into her gentle light.. &lt;br /&gt;the feeling of hurt &lt;br /&gt;is deprived inside.. &lt;br /&gt;my hopes are low &lt;br /&gt;the faith cant grow.. &lt;br /&gt;i cant remember &lt;br /&gt;how far did i go.. &lt;br /&gt;how did i leave &lt;br /&gt;the memories we made. &lt;br /&gt;how can i see &lt;br /&gt;the past youve create.. &lt;br /&gt;how can i know &lt;br /&gt;how to love once more.. &lt;br /&gt;when you've stolen the key &lt;br /&gt;to door of my soul.. &lt;br /&gt;i want to stop myself&lt;br /&gt;from stumbling once more.. &lt;br /&gt;but i cant teach the heart&lt;br /&gt;to understand or to know..&lt;br /&gt;my mind wants to picture&lt;br /&gt;the image of you..&lt;br /&gt;but i cant&lt;br /&gt;cause ive forgotten&lt;br /&gt;the things that you do..&lt;br /&gt;i want to see ur face.. &lt;br /&gt;ur same sweet smile.. &lt;br /&gt;those eyes which glimmer &lt;br /&gt;in the mid summer night.. &lt;br /&gt;the arms in where&lt;br /&gt;i cried when i fall..&lt;br /&gt;the hands which told me&lt;br /&gt;to stand up and fight no more..&lt;br /&gt;the back that carried&lt;br /&gt;my body when i cried in the corner&lt;br /&gt;the lips that pressed&lt;br /&gt;to kiss me goodnight..&lt;br /&gt;the image i see&lt;br /&gt;you walking in my life&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could dance &lt;br /&gt;in the lake and sink.. &lt;br /&gt;in to the abyss of ur love.. &lt;br /&gt;into the soul of your kiss. &lt;br /&gt;please ground me now.. &lt;br /&gt;i am flyin so high.. &lt;br /&gt;let me go as this feeling &lt;br /&gt;subsides in my life.. &lt;br /&gt;i feel the pearls leaving the shell&lt;br /&gt;the shell; the cage&lt;br /&gt;which locked them in&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the pearls&lt;br /&gt;running down my cheek&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the hand&lt;br /&gt;catching them from within&lt;br /&gt;i am falling again&lt;br /&gt;i can stop myself&lt;br /&gt;i want to cry in your arms&lt;br /&gt;i want to hold your kiss&lt;br /&gt;i want to die in this life&lt;br /&gt;with you by my side&lt;br /&gt;i want to see the night sky&lt;br /&gt;in the heart of your lips&lt;br /&gt;as we again try to know ourselves&lt;br /&gt;try to know the ones we never knew&lt;br /&gt;try to hope the hope we never could&lt;br /&gt;try to love the love we didn't have&lt;br /&gt;but the clock went pass&lt;br /&gt;the time of in life&lt;br /&gt;when i thought you could be mine&lt;br /&gt;i hope we could hope some more&lt;br /&gt;you said you could love me even longer&lt;br /&gt;but i walked away&lt;br /&gt;from the love you gave&lt;br /&gt;i cant run away from this chance&lt;br /&gt;the chance to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't forget u&lt;br /&gt;cause i cant though i try&lt;br /&gt;but please believe me&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't leave you behind.. &lt;br /&gt;i want you to know&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my soul &lt;br /&gt;i still love you &lt;br /&gt;cause though this feelin subsides&lt;br /&gt;i cant run away from the truth&lt;br /&gt;even though the love's locked inside..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112099858492321584?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112099858492321584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112099858492321584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;hale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay antagal ko na atang hindi tumutok sa internet.. sbi nga nila lahat nagbabago kahit gano mo gustong iretain ung nakasanayan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e2 lang naman ang mga files na aking masasabi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file sOp ABC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the abc project is now continually growin.. it stands for anti BP club.. not bank of the philippines or the usual blood pressure but the black pig.. the dreaded black pig which leads the human race to extinction.. not the black pig species but the black pig person.. i mean the fat assed girl who sits with her tshirt possessing a huge hole she created herself.. ang i mean it in a caring way..&lt;br /&gt;KRs never almost attend since BP was there.. and to KRs most unluckiness KRs sat beside BP in the jeepney.. It was by force and KRs was totally disgusted. POor KRs.. How i pity the chair where BP sat.. it will be forever be embedded by the awful smell BP projects..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file dis nappin.101&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u have no celpone and the person beside u is askin 4 it.. be totally indirect in sayin u have no celfone.. this person i knew with the codename.. DL rode by the jeepney.. The gud thing was DL had a friend with a codename PG.. and luckily DL didnt panicked and derived a creative way of indirectly statin DL didnt possess any.. DL communicated with PG in such a way they were using a literary device called FLASHBACK.. so next time, never ride a bus or a jeepney without the calmness in yourself.. and the communication not only with friends but with GOD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file swt volleyball.cons&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u are playin volleyball never drink a whole pitcher of ice cold water after the game.. especially when ur the captain ball. ull end up one week with a broken voice and a sore throat.. soon to be accompanied by a runny nose that u have to chase all the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file sOp unang.hirit&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really a school organization but it is a project.. the most prestigious students of the most prestigious school of the country cannot justify the fact that 10 divided by 1/2 minus 4 is equal to 16.. instead they just proved that when under pressure a smart person would be totally insane.. how odd to not know that it was samuel ong in the issue behind the wiretappin in the latest gma-garci.. and if u know what i mean.. artist have a higher phase to go before they reach the stratosphere's boundary and find themselves suffocating and reaching the ground below.. fake lahat.. hai bahala kau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf am001&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM is now in the stage of deny the fact that AM is falling for AA.. and AM is so pitiful since AA is a heart breaker with no hearts to look for.. AA's mouth is full of flowers which AA give to those who are light and are easy to take.. AA is like a dog begging but the one who walks the owner.. KRs pity AM but KRs cannot find a way to wake AM to the truth.. the power of love is undisputed.. number 1.. but often its power is misused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file op comma.inside&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventhough one is awake.. one cannot really distiunguished the fact from the hallucination.. one can sometimes form images that these images replace the memory of the ones who love them.. the presence of the ones who love them.. it is not enough that the person is in comma and lay in a bed.. it is hard to accept when there is nothing you can do but sit there.. stand up.. awaitin the day.. that from comma.. the person will come back to life and nothin ever happpened.. it is more difficult to enjoy the life you have when deep inside you lock yourslef in your room crying.. what is EVEN more difficult is that if the person in the bed wants to lay forever when the people who look after him wants him to stand up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf swt basketbol.spirit&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a game really matters and u know you've played your part.. you don;t notice the fact that the reason your team is up there all because you had 5 lay ups in the first half of the quarter.. you seem to have grounded yourself and when the 3 points end shot doesn;t go into the ring you feel unappreciate.. i admire bullet a lot since he cried when he saw the ball escaped from the hoop. and i admired him more when i saw him asking for forgiveness to the rest of the team.. bullet has a long way to go in basketball.. and i admire him for stickin to the ground and for humbling himself.. when in fact he is exalted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;//file itfig 1251&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now hold the key to my heart.. it no longer belong to him.. but i know that if fate really meant well.. we would see each other.. and i would return the key to him if that time comes.. i will just watch him as he walks by the corners of the street.. wearing his polo.. and some notebooks in his hand.. when the time is right i wish to whisper my thanks that through him.. i knew how to love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf bf l300.0067&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when JK told KRs she was pretty that no boy in skul noticed that.. it was a fact.. yet KRs only replied that no one deserves the beauty she has.. i was a nice complement.. yet i believe that being beautiful in the outside projects the inside of a person.. one cannot see the beauty in others if one doesn't stop to smell the roses.. beauty is not a mere thought.. beauty is a universal fact.. found in the beheld.. yet unseen by the eye of the beholder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf CRB 0005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRs went out the bathroom in perfectally black and red towel covered in soap and shampoo.. just to answer a friend's call.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file swt UAAP 07op&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maganda cheering ng ust undisputed talaga.. lasalle nanalo sa badminton.. wala na ako masay.. well mejo malakas ang up sa basketball ngaun.. pero feeling ko feu na naman ata magbabag ng first place.. depende kung matalo nila ateneo at lasalle.. un ang mejo malakas lately eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file op msn War.Of.Worlds&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steven speilberg is the best.. you really know the value of family and the ultimate PRO of the SURPRISE ENDING... LOVE YAH ROBBY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file oaf denver 2july&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala masyadong improvement.. ayun usap chuva.. at tinakwil nia ako nung thursday.. buti may patrick pa ako! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige...&lt;br /&gt;bubye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz theres a blue sky waitin tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-112091602113686306?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/112091602113686306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=112091602113686306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112091602113686306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/112091602113686306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/07/file-week-july09.html' title='//file week july09'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-112038669980976762</id><published>2005-07-04T11:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:18:31.906+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file itfig sa.kanya</title><content type='html'>mejo matagal tagal ako hindi nag online at siguro ang masasabi ko lang ay masaya naman ang aking buhay.. kc ineenjoy ko sya ng sobra..&lt;br /&gt;basta masaya ako ok na.. alam mo un..  hindi naman sa wala akong pake sa ibang tao pero so what.. kung ano man isipin nila sa aken eh problema na nila iyon.. y should i bother.. i wouldn't care less..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file swt NCAA 07op&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;masya manood ng ncaa.. at nagpaplano akong papanoorin ko den ang future games nila.. eh enjoy ako doon eh.. tapos gwapo nung aljamal.. si yousef.. kaso sabi ni teo bano daw sya.. pero kyut sya.. haha.. uy kilig! ay masakit nga pa la talaga sa ngipin ang go nuts donuts.. as in.. masaket kaya sya.. nangingilo na ngipin ko! wah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file hsl mejo.bad.3p&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa skul.. wala ako masyado pake sa mapeh.. kc ginisa nila ako noong nagreport ako sa health.. pero ok lang kc enjoy naman.. at least nag-iinteract sila sa aken.. abnormal hallucination.. haha.. at naprove ko na na walang taong mentally healthy.. totally impossible.. since wala naman taong walang frustration di ba.. at lahat ng tao at some point may maladjustments.. naks.. in fairness na aapreciate ko na ang mapeh... sa cat.. well kawawa talaga ung tshirt nia.. i mean ni bp. basta long story.. lawlaw bra.. en if u think na masama ako.. ok lang.. the truth hurts.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;sa compsci finite.. la den ako care.. swerte ako at matatalino mga kagroup ko sa compsci walang ka effort effort.. sa finite.. bobo naman talaga ako sa math at tanggap ko na iyon.. at least i know my weakness at tanggap ko sya.. tsaka first quarter pa lang naman.. tsaka no big duh.. mga ptolemy sila so it is expected na ganun sila.. magulat na lang ako kapag si joms perfect.. di ba? or si jeona? or ako!&lt;br /&gt;sa noype...ah... no comment.. epal sya.. un lang period!&lt;br /&gt;sa social.. free time lage.. pero baka maging math na sya.. sana wag muna.. at if ever pumasok na ung teacher namen tulog time na lang..&lt;br /&gt;sa english... i like ms. correa a lot.. nagigising ako sa kanya.. at parang naiidulge kang makinig sa kanya.. kc syempre.. nakakagulat nga.. hay.. bahala na sa groupings.. if they dont wanna listen that is there problem.. i ll still listen.. doesnt mean na gagawin ko sa kanila un ginagawa nila sa aken..&lt;br /&gt;sa anu pa ba.. humanities.. what is cultured? what is refined.. the point is [i miss jeona] wala namang ganun.. sabi nga ni jeona.. di mo kailangan magpakababa para mareach level nila.. so what i ur crazy// ibig sabihin lang noon eh may sarili kang identity.. at hindi ka normal.. kung ano man ung normal... na un.. ambobo naman kc eh.. leche..&lt;br /&gt;sa physics.. epal ung epal.. alam nio na iyon.. pero di ako galit sa kanila.. that is their instinct.. tsaka for what pa.. wala na den namang mangyayari sa kanila eh.. at least sila depressed sa buhay nila kc ayaw nilang madepress pero depress sila.. eh si jeona gusto niang depress siya so indirectly masaya sia.. the correct term is contented sya.. which is what matters..&lt;br /&gt;sa ad chem.. mabait si mam.. promise.. as in.. pero bisaya talaga sya.. period..&lt;br /&gt;sa math.. mejo nakikinig na ako at may natututunan na ako.. kaso talaga mahirap lang ako makapick up.. at un naman talaga problem ko..&lt;br /&gt;sa french.. huh? uh..... ok lang sya..... tulog powers.. at oo nga pa la.. may inside french dictionary na ako.. kaya mejo ginagago ko na lang ung subject na iyon//&lt;br /&gt;sa tle.. sheeeeeet.. basta pader ako at bumalik na lang sa upuan.. haha.. nakakatawa sya infairness.. la lang.. mejo enjoy ako.. at least di ba.. no problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;//file oaf problems.me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well nagkaroon ako ng problems..&lt;br /&gt;inaasar nila ako kay emerson.. pero di naman problema iyon..&lt;br /&gt;erase erase// bali asar powers ito.. di sya problem..&lt;br /&gt;at epal paren si bp..&lt;br /&gt;nagkaroon ng misunderstanding sa amen ni denver pero ok lang kc friends forever sila ni tommy.. nagkabati pa ren naman kami eh..&lt;br /&gt;si geb.. di binigay ung book//&lt;br /&gt;pero ok lang.. kc so???? haha&lt;br /&gt;si jeona di sumama sa overnyt.. pero ok lang den&lt;br /&gt;kc kailangan ngang ideprieve ang sarili.. asteeeeeg..&lt;br /&gt;so over all wala pa la ako problema.. anu ba ito//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file sOp candy.girls&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay nagovernyt kame kila anna.. ansaya to da MAX..&lt;br /&gt;gwapo ng HALE.. pati ung drummer toner.. haha&lt;br /&gt;kilig ako shet.. gwapo ni CHAMP...... wah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasaya magsimba.. so sort of complete na buhay ko&lt;br /&gt;balance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawawa si abby.. peti ung tshirt.. grabe awawang awa ako sa tshirt na iyon.. sobra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;//file itfig sa.kanya&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at regarding da title..&lt;br /&gt;sa kanya paren ako babalik&lt;br /&gt;kc nasa kanya pa ang susi ng puso ko..&lt;br /&gt;sinarado nia kc ung pintuan kaya walang makakapasok..&lt;br /&gt;tipong ang masasabi ko eh wala ako kung wala sya..&lt;br /&gt;at masaya na ako simply dahil mahal ko sya..&lt;br /&gt;nung narinig ko boses nia sa phone..&lt;br /&gt;parang timugil ang oras at panahon..&lt;br /&gt;at nalaman ko sa sarili ko..&lt;br /&gt;na sya talaga na numpa sa puso ko..&lt;br /&gt;wala akong magagawa kahit di ako muslim..&lt;br /&gt;dahil na sa kanya wala sa aken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nagrhyme sya.... wOOw.. freakHee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang ibig kong sabihin &lt;br /&gt;eh mahal ko pa ren si kris..&lt;br /&gt;ok na ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun..&lt;br /&gt;kahit di man kami maging kami&lt;br /&gt;ok lang..&lt;br /&gt;kc single until i die ako..&lt;br /&gt;it was a promise..&lt;br /&gt;at sana lang kung nasaan man sya&lt;br /&gt;alam nia na may nagmamahal sa kanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont expect anything&lt;br /&gt;as in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kc nga mahal ko sya...&lt;br /&gt;oh yan ha....&lt;br /&gt;inamin ko na..&lt;br /&gt;kris talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//bubye na..&lt;div 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111945123430829157</id><published>2005-06-23T16:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:01:51.443+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file week june22</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;// file june 22&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day today is june 22 and it is a wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;yes a wedensday nanaman.. as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what just happen for the past days.. &lt;br /&gt;let me tell yah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 color="blue"&gt;//file june 18 saturday&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the transition of the days i went outside..&lt;br /&gt;at sa walang magawa si arianne&lt;br /&gt;eh tinakot niya ako dahil ganito iyon..&lt;br /&gt;nakaupo ako doon sa motor ng kanyang daddy dearest.. at ako ay masayang nagkukwento kay denver.. nang biglang tumayo si ariane at hindi ko alam at bigla niyang naovercome ang aking weight at ako ay napatapon sa wall.. sayang di ko na hit.. anyways.. kinapos ako ng hininga at tada... hinika ako.. natakot silang lahat at nagtangkang gisingin ang aking mother pero hindi nila ginising.. gradually, naging normal ang breathing ko at infairness ala lang alala sila sa aken.. touch.. wah! pero nahuli den ako ni mama na lumabas.. at grounded ako for guess what. &lt;h5&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;ISANG ARAW!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;yes one day lang.. bait ng mama ko no.. pero may deal kami no.. indi naman ganun kaluwag si mama.. basta iyon ang nangyari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 color="blue"&gt;//file june 19 sunday&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di nanaman ako nagsimba.. ambad ko naman.. eh kasalanan ko ba hindi naman ako ginising ni mama.. pero matanda na ako dapat kaya ko na gisingin ang sarili ko.. well, hindi naman nag-aalala si densel.. at mejo oks naman.. pero di bumaba si denver.. baket kaya? hay ewan ko ba sa kanya.. anyways// si ariane naman eh nagsosorry sinabi ko na nga na ok eh sorry pa ren ng sorry.. pero anyways.. ang masasabi ko lang eh mejo masaya naman ako ngaun mga panahong ito.. dapat happy man pa ren kahit mejo mejo rapunsel ako.. ngaun officially na seal ang kasunduan namin ni mama.. at ang hindi sumunod eh papalayasin.. ngek! pero syempre kahit panakot. nakakatakot naman talaga eh.. basta un.. at wala akong allowance.. well magkakaroon din naman ako pero on school days lang.. basta alam nio na iyon no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 color="blue"&gt;//file june 20 monday&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mejo ok na kami ni mama.. pero sa baba na ako natutulog ngaun.. syempre ang kapal naman ng face ko kung hindi ko gawin un no.. duh! anyways.. ang weight ko eh 5 kg sabi noong stupid weighing machine.. liliit din yan.. pero kaweight ko lang si paula.. at nagdecrease ang aking height.. from 165 eh naging 164.. anu kaya un.. nagdecrease.. anu yan may osteoporosis ako eh fourteen pa lang ako.. i am only fourteen.. anyways.. sa aking katangahan eh nahulog ako sa upuan ng aming dakilang p6 class.. napakadakila ng class na iyon at hanga ako sa aming teacher na si sir bautista.. at alam mo bang wala naman kaming masyadong ginawa ngaun araw na ito.. biruin mo ba naman eh walang pe.. walang pe at ako ay nagdala ng pe uniform.. alam mo ba un.. excellence forever nga,,. leche.. tapos wala makulit ako today.. di bagay kay rodine ung walang bigote.. mukha syang bakla.. pero sabi nga nia masasanay din daw ako.. anyways di dala ni jeona ang picture so wala pa akong madadag dag sa pahinang ito.... hopefully.. hay jeona.. ireport mo na kasi sa pulis na ninakaw nga nia.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 color="blue"&gt;//file june 21 tuesday&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako ay absent today.. at nagising ako ng 900 am .. filler si tito nuno na cutting ngera ako! duh di ako tulad ng anak nia na ayaw mag-aral.. he leche.. anyways ang akin pang masasabi eh ako ay nagparecopy ng aking 2 by 2 picture para sa UP.. at madami nga pa lang mascians sa Up.. pati nga si karen ng reontgen ay aking nakita.. pati na ren si jesserie na kakarera ni tricia eh nakasalubong ko.. ngunit ang masasabi ko eh napakaswerte ng araw na ito.. kami ay number 39 sa pila at madali kong nakuha ang aking test permit.. ako ay kukuha ng pagsusulit sa araw ng sabado sa ika anim ng agosto sa oras na 6 30 ng umaga sa matayod na infrastructurang nagngangalang SOlair.. malapit lang sya sa university avenue.. ung lang ang ako ay absent.... maganda iyon.. at oo nga pa la.. nakita ko sila edison sa mrt.. pati na ren si gie.. whatever the spelling is.. at ang lalakeng gumising sa aken noong math camp..&lt;br /&gt;at oo nga pa la.. ako ay masaya.. dahil lahat ng tao ay nagkabati ngaun including me and denver.. o di ba.. malupet lang doon eh nabastos ako sa kanya kapatid.. at past is past.. nasabi ko naman ang saloobin ko at siguro naman eh natuto na sya.. hay naku sarah.. better timing next time.. bagong gising kasi ako tapos binad 3p ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 color="blue"&gt;//file june 22 wednesday&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;increase in allowance.. 190 na sya ngaun.. la lang.. at infairness nakakabad3p.. eto lang masasabi ko for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;electricfan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;mentally healthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;sir bangayan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;foot rug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;liar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;free time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;celphone ni anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;nanay ni ana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;constipated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;monalisa ni reichelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;p6, ad chem and math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun na ata ang mga phrases na makakadescribe sa aking skul.. thanks to candice for the advance chemistry table.. to damien for my mathematics homework, to anna lea for the answers in the ad chem paper.. to paula for the 20 pesos.. jeona for my pe notebook.. rei for that remarkable storie.. complete with action and expression.. and for denver.. basta.. kasi mabait kaung lahat.. kaya ako ay nagpapasalamat.. pati pa la kay knick knacks para sa sulatan ever namin dalawa.. at kay densel para sa morning service along the roads of annex45 and hawaii circle.. IDOL pre.. anyways iyon lang ang nangyari sa aking maikling araw... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coin is flipping na..&lt;br /&gt;seven nga eh parang number ko na..&lt;br /&gt;hindi na sya malas..&lt;br /&gt;wala na ngang malas sa aken..&lt;br /&gt;lahat swerte..&lt;br /&gt;di ba....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Enthusiast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  7&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are outgoing and playful - always seeing the happy side to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're enthusiastic and excitable. You love anything new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multi-talented, you do many things well... and find success easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to keep things light with others. Opening up is hard for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/numberquiz.html"&gt;What number are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 color="orange"&gt;//kAra&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111945123430829157?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111945123430829157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111945123430829157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111945123430829157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111945123430829157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/06/file-week-june22.html' title='//file week june22'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111907251253580929</id><published>2005-06-19T05:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:02:17.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file week june18</title><content type='html'>today is june 18, 2005..&lt;br /&gt;and it is a saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happening's for the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial"&gt;.mOndAy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i had no classes today which meant i was stuck inside the house all day long.. well not all day.. gradually, i went outside almost for the whole day together with the people in this annex 45. yes, the people from this block.. i know this is not like annex 17 or the venezuela but i am actually making friends in this block right now.. is that gud news or what.. well sorta.. but not.. i hope classes would stop quickly i dont feel at ease with my classmates nor my teachers. they are both uncooperative...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial"&gt;.TuEsdAy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/Picture5.jpg" alt="April Me Chem Lab"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i rushed to the room of townes and find that there was no classes.. well there was but who cares. .i just want to get a diploma right now... well, i have the cellular phone of jeona the whole day.. takin avid pictures of me and my classmates.. and also i texted denver.. who might he be? well just a friend.. just a friend that hopes to be my beau.. yeah right.. i want to be single forever.. i have a copy of the may issue of candy now but i cant find where it is.. yes.. a lot like me... i bought a resistor at the metropolis and planned to just go home in muntinlupa.. but luckily mom didn't notice the time frame... lucky lucky me.. and also she bought me an orange hair pony thingie.. that thingie..... flipped coin? i hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial"&gt;.wEdnEsdAy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/Picture1.jpg" alt="Me Rei Canteen"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rained today.. and life showed me both sides of the plate.. i mean of the coin.. the harsh side and the nice side.. well the day went great and not at the same time.. i went to the room of moseley only to find that jeona didn't have her celphone with her.. and then i borrowed the celphone of jeona.. i was pretty wasted this day since we had 7 hours of nonstop class torture.. 7 hours.. can u believe that.. the skul is killin me! but time flew when it was in the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;also, denver fetch me.. and we spent 2 hours and 45 minutes together.. which is a lucky number to me.. after all it is 11.. but there was a huge toad or frog in the road! and the toad was freaky.. then mom scolded me.. too perfect.. not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial"&gt;.tHuRsdAy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today well, it was an okay day.. rodine doesn't have the mustache anymore.. and i got a free ride to skul today.. courtesy of vianney.. but she was scolded by her father.. PArents.. they want to ruined your day but want u to be fine.. that is pretty freaky. but the universal truth.. and anyways.. what did i do today? i dont know.. maybe slept by a few classes.. talked until i got tired and ate the lunch combo.. sandwich banana c2.. that combo i mean.. anyways.. i dont know what happened.. i am now rapunsel.... locked in the kingdom with the huge castle stairs and the deadly dragon.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial"&gt;.fReedAy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shutter... and calvin was a blast.. how i missed my section so much.. so much that i want to burst into tears and joy wen i was with them... but i really want to be with them in every single way possible.. also denver and i had a dared.. to not go out of the house.. but he broke it first.. and i want to tell you i am officially rapunsel.. but i am a happy rapunsel. like the happy man.. except i have my shirt on.. and also i am improving since i got two zeros and yet i am still happy. isn't that a big lift of confidence... well, yes it is.. at least im happy.. and also i just want to share that nick was in the front of the house until 12 am.. yes until 12 am.. and i just want to tell u i was touched.. after calvin this.. i mean it is ok if mom scolds me more.. but it is weighed off by the goodness these people show to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial"&gt;.sAtUrdAy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.. im stuck in the house.. and i am officially stuck.. i am really rapunsel.. have faith in myself.. that is what my horoscope said// well.. i have.. i hope.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//end of the week..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111907251253580929?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111884574231107508</id><published>2005-06-16T14:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:03:04.953+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op swit.yet.harsh</title><content type='html'>the day started without pehm..&lt;br /&gt;lucky start...&lt;br /&gt;wait and see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that particular subject&lt;br /&gt;i got to a torture of 7 straight hours of no break time..&lt;br /&gt;this includes the dreaded tle.. in mr.bangayan's clutches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the two hour seminar in the room of mam gallardo..&lt;br /&gt;hey i just got 9 out of ten in the sorta review quiz!&lt;br /&gt;yes that review quiz in computer science..&lt;br /&gt;to be honest i don't feel like being the cs fanatic i was..&lt;br /&gt;i just want to graduate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in graduate in lasalle&lt;br /&gt;get a job&lt;br /&gt;transfer at up diliman..&lt;br /&gt;for the play i mean..&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i should audition in the gantimpala theater in &lt;br /&gt;luneta.. &lt;br /&gt;yep...&lt;br /&gt;that theater in manila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;so i do have a future in the so called it technology///&lt;br /&gt;yeah the information technology..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i just want to graduate....&lt;br /&gt;honestly...&lt;br /&gt;and to have that diploma in my wall..&lt;br /&gt;hanging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also i want to be a mentally healthy person..&lt;br /&gt;like anyone is healthy...&lt;br /&gt;yeah right.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wendy and ariane stopped by....&lt;br /&gt;that is all i guess...&lt;br /&gt;and rodine has nothing to say but the buzz beep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah....&lt;br /&gt;the buzz. beep......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111855679293770042</id><published>2005-06-12T16:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:03:50.780+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file lpp fear.of.losin.oneself</title><content type='html'>i feel like i am a stranger to myself...&lt;br /&gt;not to the world but only to myself..&lt;br /&gt;when i see the face i was before&lt;br /&gt;i just look up the sky to remember how to know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to know about smiling, laughing&lt;br /&gt;sleeping, dreaming ang continue on pursuing.....&lt;br /&gt;how to love and live the life i was born to&lt;br /&gt;how to find my self like no one could do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i am a stanger in my own mind&lt;br /&gt;i feel like the truth is unwind&lt;br /&gt;i want to scream like no one could hear&lt;br /&gt;i want to cry with no falling tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see myself in the mirror across the street&lt;br /&gt;wishing ang hoping i could be complete&lt;br /&gt;wishing the world will go back in time..&lt;br /&gt;in the times i knew you were mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i see myself alone in this life&lt;br /&gt;where everybody left me without a sign&lt;br /&gt;i sitting here waiting here in the dark alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those days are gone.. and the laughter has faded&lt;br /&gt;i cant find a reason for me to stay laid..&lt;br /&gt;i want to get up but i just cant try&lt;br /&gt;coz this feeling can t make me touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to know why i became like this&lt;br /&gt;i want to know why my tear just in the abyss&lt;br /&gt;please tell me why it hurts inside&lt;br /&gt;cause i feel i cant make it collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being myself&lt;br /&gt;is losing as i speak..&lt;br /&gt;she walks fast i walk slow&lt;br /&gt;she answers while i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping ill find you someday&lt;br /&gt;i retrieve you in each and every day&lt;br /&gt;trying my best to do my part&lt;br /&gt;hoping i was the one i were from the start..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111855679293770042?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111855679293770042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111855679293770042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111855679293770042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111855679293770042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;dinadaan ko lang sa tanung&lt;br /&gt;pero sa totoo ang mga tanung na iyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay dahil sa iyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako ay iyong mapansin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil alam mo bang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ika'y ninanaais makasama....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana hindi ka ganyan kabait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakaasar kc//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinikilig ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi naman dapat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil anu nga ba ako sa iyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sana nababasa kita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi un tipong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagbabasa ako ng libro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na baliktad pa la..&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/whitereadin.gif" alt="ganda naman!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko&lt;br /&gt;kaya kong labanan ang mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapag ika'y kasama ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makasama naman kita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit minsan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumikat ang araw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na paggising..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikaw ay nasa aking balikat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahimbing na natutulog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maabot kita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at makapiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit sa pagbilog ng buwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ika'y makita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at iyong masabi sa akin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na "mahal kita"..&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/yellowheart.gif" alt=":x"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111753054227049881?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/th_whitereadin.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111716883891994503</id><published>2005-05-28T06:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:05:15.360+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op vitale.life</title><content type='html'>vitale..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when told in english it means&lt;br /&gt;in the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when told in italian&lt;br /&gt;it means life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vita.. lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am quite lucky to be frank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have everything i need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can eat well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a family that cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can lay back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and relax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventhough medyo gipit ngaun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mababawi naman ung mga pera na iyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko ba alam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabihin ko ng mababaw ang kaligayahan ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at isa akong mababaw na tao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero syempre nasasaktan pa ren ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tao ako eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sino ba naman hindi masasaktan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit sabihin mong manhid ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakaradam ka pa rn ng tuwa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ng saya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngunit hindi mo lang pinapansin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa totoo lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang pagiging manhid ay pagiging ignorante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na tipong wala kang pake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at kung wala kang pake sa nararamdaman ng iba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala kang kwentang tao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111716883891994503?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111716883891994503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111716883891994503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111716883891994503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111716883891994503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/05/file-op-vitalelife.html' title='//file op vitale.life'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111710043033985140</id><published>2005-05-27T11:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:06:02.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op o.m.g</title><content type='html'>alam mo ba&lt;br /&gt;na na&lt;br /&gt;na na&lt;br /&gt;nag breakdown ang aking pc&lt;br /&gt;as in sobrang&lt;br /&gt;breakdown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;epal ang microsoft..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kc basta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang epal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVS to the ReSCUe/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankshu evs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wherever u are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumali ako sa HARIBON FOUNDATION..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in Haribon FOundation/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may annual fee sya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay 500 pesos un..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least nakakatulong na ako sa enviroment&lt;br /&gt;di ba?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh....&lt;br /&gt;ok ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero mas maganda na ren iyon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ba....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save the environment!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GWEN...&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/cheer.gif" alt="GO GWEN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/cheer.gif" alt="GO GWEN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/cheer.gif" alt="GO GWEN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukas OUTING NG CALVIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay saan ako kukuha ng money....&lt;br /&gt;ewan ko ba.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit 100 lang..&lt;br /&gt;basta dapat may film akong dala....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para picture picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsaka makikita ko na si 3cia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeeeeet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;achievement iyon sa buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat ipepersuade ko sya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na mag-aral..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the italian of that is persuasione..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagkaroon lang ng e.&lt;br /&gt;at iba ung accent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;go gwen....&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/cheer.gif" alt="GO GWEN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.....&lt;br /&gt;bubye summer...&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/yellowsummer.gif" alt="the hot sun.. the rain free days"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/whitewritin.gif" alt="note takin"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/whitereadin.gif" alt="readin"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/writin.gif" alt="homework"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111710043033985140?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111710043033985140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111710043033985140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111710043033985140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111710043033985140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/05/file-op-omg.html' title='//file op o.m.g'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/th_cheer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111700016940097199</id><published>2005-05-26T06:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T18:59:35.636+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file op eroismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/yellowrainin.gif" alt="Raining and stuck in the house"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;another italian word i just learned nanaman&lt;br /&gt;heroism..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaalala ko si carina&lt;br /&gt;kasi yun yung piece niya noong siya &lt;br /&gt;ay sumali doon sa contest about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oratorical blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay nako..&lt;br /&gt;ano nga ba ang heroism..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan napaisip ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tipong sila andres bonifacio&lt;br /&gt;jose rizal..&lt;br /&gt;melchora aquino&lt;br /&gt;george washington&lt;br /&gt;julius ceasar&lt;br /&gt;alexander the great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ba sila yung mga hero ng mundo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero come to think of it&lt;br /&gt;ano nga ba ginawa nila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bat sila may mga rebulto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasolve ba nila world hunger&lt;br /&gt;naging kadakidakila ba sila&lt;br /&gt;para tawaging hero?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean di ba mas kadakidakila&lt;br /&gt;yung nasa bahay ka lang&lt;br /&gt;tapos inaasikaso mo ang pamilya mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung nagtuturo ka kahit walang sweldo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung nagugutom ka dahil binigay mo pagkain mo &lt;br /&gt;sa mas nangangailangan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung hindi mo tinanggap ang talent fee mo&lt;br /&gt;at binigay mo sa isang charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung hindi ka sumusuko&lt;br /&gt;kahit walang pag-asa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung maging inspirasyon ka&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa mga ginawa mo habang buhay ka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo na..&lt;br /&gt;nandun na ako&lt;br /&gt;sinave mo nga bayan mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ginawa mo ba sa isang paraan&lt;br /&gt;nagbenefit lahat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit ikaw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad ng sabi ni thomas acquinas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't have to be a sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;if what you really what is the good for all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tignan mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ba kung gus2 mo daw maging masaya ibang tao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you need to sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero di ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang isang nanay na nangangailangan ng gatas para sa anak&lt;br /&gt;ay bibili sa companya ng gatas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nabigyan niya na nga ng gatas ang anak niya&lt;br /&gt;hindi pa sya nakarinig ng nakakabingin iyak ng bata&lt;br /&gt;yumaman pa yung companya ng gatas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o di ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMON GOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/3mouse.gif" alt="3 mouseketeers.."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heroism..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay no connection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di kailangan mamatay&lt;br /&gt;para masabing bayani ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solve na ako doon&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/holdhands.gif" alt="hold my hand"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111700016940097199?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111700016940097199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111700016940097199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111700016940097199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111700016940097199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/05/file-op-eroismo.html' title='//file op eroismo'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/mgaengeng/th_yellowrainin.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111692553016247519</id><published>2005-05-25T10:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T19:05:30.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Test.... Results..... haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Style is Storge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/storge.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love and friendship are almost the same thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your love tends to be the enduring, long lasting kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You've been known to still have connections with exes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes your love is not the most passionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leap before you look, and you'll find that fire you crave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlovestylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: The Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/natural.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really try to seduce people... it just seems to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Fun loving and free spirited, you bring out the inner child in people.&lt;br /&gt;You are spontaneous, sincere, and unpretentious - a hard combo to find!&lt;br /&gt;People drop their guard around you, and find themselves falling fast.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/seducerquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="350" align=center border="0" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FF99CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9FD2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA6D9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFACDF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB3E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB9EC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBFF2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC6F9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCE6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #1 Match: ENFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E5F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.&lt;br /&gt;You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFCCCD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #2 Match: ENFJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFE5E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.&lt;br /&gt;You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" width="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizdiva.net/bt/libra-love.gif"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Libra - Your Love Profile&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your positive traits:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are open minded enough to date outside your typical "type" ... successfully!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are diplomatic - and likely to end a fight instead of dragging things out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easily loyal and faithful, but only for the right person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your negative traits:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit gullible, and partners take advantage of you. You still may not know it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find it difficult to decide where to go to dinner, what movie to watch, who to date...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to be in a relationship, or else you just don't feel like yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your ideal partner:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smooth talker who enjoys socializing as much as you to.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone classy and cultured who knows which wine to order with dinner.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is beautiful to you - although not necessarily attractive in the traditional sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your dating style:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic. If your date comes bearing flowers, wine, and poetry... well, your heart soars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving. Your lover's pleasure is as important as your own.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft and sensual - you don't like anything to be rough.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extravagant  ... your fantasy involves staying at a five star hotel with your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so quick to compromise in relationships - and you'll get taken advantage of yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try being single for a while. Seems impossible, but you'll learn so much about yourself from doing so.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make some decisions about your romantic life, right now. You'll be happy that you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best place to meet someone online: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/romance.html"&gt;Platinum Romance&lt;/a&gt; - the best place to meet other singles who love romance as much as you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best color to attract mate:&lt;/b&gt; Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best day for a date:&lt;/b&gt; Wednesday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your free love profile at &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=0 cellpadding=4 bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;th colspan="3" bgcolor="#BBFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;GWENDELYN&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/th&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; 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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Elitist&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;N&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;is for&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Natural&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;D&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;is for&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Distinguished&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; 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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Young&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;N&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;is for&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Normal&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/acro/acronymquiz.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Does Your Name Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/found-in-diaper.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/rejectedcrayonquiz/"&gt;What Rejected Crayon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Will Die at Age 76&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  76  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're pretty average when it comes to how you live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how you'll die as well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagewillyoudiequiz/"&gt;What Age Will You Die?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111692553016247519?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111692553016247519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111692553016247519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111692553016247519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111692553016247519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/05/test-results-haha.html' title='Test.... Results..... haha'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111692019648612235</id><published>2005-05-25T08:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T17:36:36.490+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hay... walang magawa...</title><content type='html'>naku...&lt;br /&gt;hindi pa ako naliligo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;may bago na akong improvements sa blog na i2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;may tagboard na sya.. [tag kayo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;may links na para sa mga blogsters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;tapos may... un lang pa la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothin to say ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakachat ko si nina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;masaya naman..&lt;br /&gt;nakakamiss ung camp..&lt;br /&gt;as in sobra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tipong. please..&lt;br /&gt;sana hindi sya natapos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsaka nga pa la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sasali ako doon sa unep something&lt;br /&gt;kc mapaplant sila ng puno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kc may denuded mountain..&lt;br /&gt;tapos maglilinis kami doon&lt;br /&gt;tsaka magtatanim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE 3-5 sya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto mo sumama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email mo... click mo tong link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:trees_net@yahoo.com"&gt;Sama ako..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ung singles for christ..&lt;br /&gt;sa may mandaluyong ang organizer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;single naman ako ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;eto pic ng bear ko..&lt;br /&gt;si teddy  boar..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/teddyboar3.bmp" alt="my teddy boar"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalawa silang teddy boar..&lt;br /&gt;si fluffy at si bilog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaso nasa america sila..&lt;br /&gt;kaya pic lang meron ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;makakapagdonate na ako ng dugo&lt;br /&gt;kapag 16 na ako..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;sana 16 na ako..&lt;br /&gt;di ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood is life..&lt;br /&gt;tsaka..&lt;br /&gt;para marenovate ang katawan ko noh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day ko kahapon eh palarne meaning speak&lt;br /&gt;tapos ngaun.. intromettersi.. or meddle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha pakilamero..&lt;br /&gt;sheet.&lt;br /&gt;anu ba yan...&lt;br /&gt;wala talga akong magawa ngaun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liligo muna ako..&lt;br /&gt;sige laters.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also nga pa la..&lt;br /&gt;pic ng cherry red..&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/blogster/Cherry%20Red/PIC_0141.jpg" alt="Graduation Day.. Miss you guys"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe kakamiss talaga&lt;br /&gt;as in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111692019648612235?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111692019648612235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111692019648612235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111692019648612235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111692019648612235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/05/hay-walang-magawa.html' title='hay... walang magawa...'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111691162630963498</id><published>2005-05-24T18:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T18:58:42.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>//file needs 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/sweet16.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...&lt;br /&gt;so maybe i am rushing into things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is unfair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the reasons why i need to be 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul type="square"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am a facilitator in the SC-CSS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am an incoming 2nd year in DLSU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can attend the Cathay Pacific I.W.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can donate BLOOD to Red Cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am a black belt in taekwondo [haha.. sana kaso ulit ako eh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am a member of singles for christ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am a dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine..&lt;br /&gt;so i am already a dancer&lt;br /&gt;but i mean there are age requirements in the things i want to do now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to donate blood&lt;br /&gt;but i can..&lt;br /&gt;cause im young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to lasalle na&lt;br /&gt;kaso inde pa ren pwede&lt;br /&gt;bata pa ako&lt;br /&gt;high school pa lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be in south africa..&lt;br /&gt;para naman di ba?&lt;br /&gt;environmental awareness program..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pati yun sa DENR-YOUTH&lt;br /&gt;kailangan 16 ka&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baket ba 14 pa lang ako&lt;br /&gt;eh malayo pa ang october&lt;br /&gt;tapos 15 pa lang ako noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ok lang&lt;br /&gt;enjoy muna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kc bata pa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu&lt;br /&gt;...[:((]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111691162630963498?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111691162630963498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111691162630963498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111691162630963498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111691162630963498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/05/file-needs-16.html' title='//file needs 16'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111677476780905004</id><published>2005-05-23T15:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T01:17:12.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'>[**][emotions][**]</title><content type='html'>the italian of that is emozione...&lt;br /&gt;i am gettin the knack for this italian stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier this day i went to my church like i always do.. [û]&lt;br /&gt;and the pastor made me think about this stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is something called prosperity&lt;br /&gt;and it can be based in three different things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul type="square"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;family [the current status i mean intack or apart]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;financial capacity [hey money makes the world go round]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;health [many diseases are present and are developing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of alright..&lt;br /&gt;yup..&lt;br /&gt;it is alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my list of to do's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul type="square"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;join the center for performing arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;contact details:&lt;/u&gt;8210551  &lt;u&gt;location:&lt;/u&gt;sunvalley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;join the one earth organization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;contact details:&lt;/u&gt;via online http://oneearth.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;join the LEAPS and BOUNDS [youth leadership workshop]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;contact details:&lt;/u&gt;7508682  &lt;u&gt;location:&lt;/u&gt;lake caliraya, laguna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to the sponge cola gig [also the calvin outing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;location:&lt;/u&gt; glorietta      &lt;u&gt;date:&lt;/u&gt;May 27, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;night of power in the church [UCKG Cubao]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;contact details:&lt;/u&gt;forgot[û]&lt;u&gt;date:&lt;/u&gt;June 1, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;ate byang's surprise party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;contact details:&lt;/u&gt;RA       &lt;u&gt;date:&lt;/u&gt;June 4, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;first day of funk [1st day of school]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;location:&lt;/u&gt;MSHS            &lt;u&gt;date:&lt;/u&gt;June 6, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so there is my list...&lt;br /&gt;need to do everything within the 2 weeks left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. need to lose weight pa pa la..&lt;br /&gt;57 na ako ngaun&lt;br /&gt;dagdag 3 kg agad...&lt;br /&gt;asar..&lt;br /&gt;mawawala din yan..&lt;br /&gt;kala nio ha...&lt;br /&gt;magiging 52 na lang yan&lt;br /&gt;tapos 50..&lt;br /&gt;ayoko below 50&lt;br /&gt;para makapagdonate ako sa RED CROSS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... [û]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i wanna join the cathay pacific iwe..&lt;br /&gt;yes i will get to that&lt;br /&gt;when i'm sixteen&lt;br /&gt;yup... that is gonna be a blast..&lt;br /&gt;i mean africa is way cool..&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;i am sleepy na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyt nyt&lt;br /&gt;nyt nyt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111677476780905004?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111677476780905004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111677476780905004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111677476780905004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111677476780905004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/05/emotions.html' title='[**][emotions][**]'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111665698521271659</id><published>2005-05-22T07:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T00:53:57.726+10:00</updated><title type='text'>***[cielo]***</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/heaven.jpg" alt="cute ba?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heaven.....&lt;br /&gt;another italian word i learned today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there really a heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people say it is when you find the one u love&lt;br /&gt;it is like heaven's touch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say it is the joy in life after death&lt;br /&gt;the reuniting with the creator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say when you feel the oneness&lt;br /&gt;with the one you have been craving for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say it is a perfect place&lt;br /&gt;where angels sing in chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say it is when you dream&lt;br /&gt;and that dreams unveils in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say it is the one who knows&lt;br /&gt;the one who keeps the knowledge and the wisdom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cielo?&lt;br /&gt;quando le sentirsi al sicuro, fatale et essere innamorato Dio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111665698521271659?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111665698521271659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111665698521271659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111665698521271659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111665698521271659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/05/cielo.html' title='***[cielo]***'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111660452356119296</id><published>2005-05-21T16:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T01:55:23.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'>[aprire il cuore a solitudine]</title><content type='html'>you might be thinkin what is that title all about.. &lt;br /&gt;it just means this phrase..&lt;br /&gt;opening the heart to loneliness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness can be beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loneliness is the other side of the coin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so sad when it comes to the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean i easily feel happy at life and i guess i am lucky&lt;br /&gt;i get to stop by and smell the flowers and see the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;the feel to run around in the rain..&lt;br /&gt;feelin cleansed by the heavens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i also bruise easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the person who is so sensitive&lt;br /&gt;i can tell what someone feels.. and when i do know&lt;br /&gt;i ask why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no one feels my emotions...&lt;br /&gt;its the disadvantage&lt;br /&gt;no one knows that i am fragile and weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit i dont have much problems&lt;br /&gt;and i am quite a lucky girl&lt;br /&gt;but i still feel incomplete&lt;br /&gt;cause i am just a girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what could i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fall down all the time&lt;br /&gt;i stumble and crawl..&lt;br /&gt;i cant feel my knees when i cry&lt;br /&gt;and i am nervous in the zone&lt;br /&gt;i always wish i could fly&lt;br /&gt;when the wind passes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i feel lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another italian phrase to end this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[riparare a col cuore spezzato]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111660452356119296?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111660452356119296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111660452356119296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111660452356119296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111660452356119296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/05/aprire-il-cuore-solitudine.html' title='[aprire il cuore a solitudine]'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111666811413761668</id><published>2005-05-04T19:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T22:19:23.906+10:00</updated><title type='text'>[glorietta gimmick]</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="orange"&gt;&lt;b&gt;date:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; may 3, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;&lt;b&gt;location:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; glorietta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;REASON!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; gimmick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/gimmick.jpg" alt="May 3, 2005 Glorietta"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started as if the world would end. i woke up and dressed up and scooted downwards since mama didn't permit me to go.. so i dressed up and headed to the door. &lt;br /&gt;then mama gave me 300 pesos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woaw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went over to mcdo where we decided to meet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the people were faciz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only me and athina were campers..&lt;br /&gt;then ellard appeared out of thin air&lt;br /&gt;then blossom and gil showed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the lrt station..&lt;br /&gt;nilibre ako ni ejay sa fare...[ û ]&lt;br /&gt;kc ayaw ako ilibre ni gino [ :C ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then ellard pushed me to the lrt track..&lt;br /&gt;"utang mo na sa aken buhay mo"... ['n']&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakkkkk... asar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh di tinulak ko den sya.. "oh yan fair na tau..." [ :D ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ musicality ]dito dito sa puso ko... [ /musicality ]&lt;br /&gt;the song from Qpids is now ate gox and kuya rj's love song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;[û]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as popularized by EJ DAVID.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si diether nasa summerslam.. YUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enden ang inggay sa lrt.. GRABE! mga dlsu pa iyon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos mrt&lt;br /&gt;nilibre ko si ejay ng fare [para fair di ba? û]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naglambitin si ellard doon sa rails..&lt;br /&gt;GRABE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos na tamaan na ata ni Qpido sina rj at gox..&lt;br /&gt;yihee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timezone kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beat ejay sa racin [ yehey ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumating si nina.. yiheee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enden kain sa superbowl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libre ni ejay [mahal un ha.. infairness]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katabi ko si ate norvie&lt;br /&gt;ansaya sobra...&lt;br /&gt;kalog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/superbowl.jpg" alt="Superbowl... Sobrang daming EGGS.. YUCK!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lakad lakad kami sa mall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nagdecide na magshoot ng hoops sila ellard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe..&lt;br /&gt;si gino tumatalon&lt;br /&gt;si rj cool lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;si Ellard ang galing&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/glorietta.jpg" alt="picture picture lang lagi! para masaya"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namismiss ko na ang mga tao sa dlsu...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;SOBRANG SAYA!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111666811413761668?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111666811413761668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111666811413761668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111666811413761668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111666811413761668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/05/glorietta-gimmick.html' title='[glorietta gimmick]'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13051409.post-111665321286298862</id><published>2005-04-15T17:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T15:50:51.180+10:00</updated><title type='text'>[û] [dinner disaster] [û]</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/kg6_08/april14.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there. &lt;br /&gt;Just want to share what happen with me at the beginning of this summer. &lt;br /&gt;When it was the last week of the school, I had no absolute problems. Then my dad came into town. He spent a week with us and I did absolutely nothing but shop. Well, I did eat a lot more than I use too… Anyways, he didn’t know that I was studying at Manila Science High School. He thought I was some kind of freak studying at an all girls’ school inside Better Living. Well, to be honest I don’t. Maybe you would know this if you really knew me. &lt;br /&gt;But I rather hide the fact. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Lucio Tan’s daughter invited us for dinner. What was her name again? Oh great I forgot. I had to be formal. Besides the fact that I had to comply on my requirements I had to act straight forward. &lt;br /&gt;Like I was some kind of NEAT FREAK. But to be totally honest… I AM NOT. So here it turns out… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may laugh at me, but it was embarrassing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the door was opened into this private room. I was too amazed at the structure of the room. You could see how they really used Feng Shui at this room. It was free from a lot of stuff. Free from dirt. Free from messy substances. Free from the stinky smell of unused rooms. Free from mosquito flying around. Free from smelly socks… It was totally amazing. It had this monk like golden structure with the peace sign in his left hand… My left. Wait. Ahhhh… Wait. Was it my left or his left? Oh my left. So it was his right hand doing the peace sign… Then, a girl dressed in business attire smiled at me. &lt;br /&gt;“Hello, you must be Gwen” &lt;br /&gt;She kind of smirked at me. Was that a smirk…? Yeah the Mona Lisa smirk kind of style. She has chinito eyes and it was hidden in those black-framed glasses. She looked around her thirties. Maybe she is in her thirties. Well, you never know. But when I replied….&lt;br /&gt;BOOM.&lt;br /&gt; I accidentally hit her face. &lt;br /&gt;Ah. &lt;br /&gt;“I’M SOOOOO SORRRY… I didn’t mean it honest”&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t replied. Oh my god. Then at the table. I pulled the chair and then when I was about to sit I forgot I pulled it so I went straight on the floor. Oh my god! Then someone else went into the room. He was handsome to be frank. He had his hair in gel and he also had those chinito eyes… Around his twenties perhaps…? Maybe.. Maybe not.. &lt;br /&gt;“I would like you to meet my brother Michael.” The Mona Lisa smirk girl said&lt;br /&gt;“Hello” He had that sort of smile that makes you want to smile back. He also had that sweet voice and that gentle tone. I don’t know. Maybe I just like the guy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the host asked the waiter to serve cream of mushroom. Well, I notice that the hotel had many spoons. So I grabbed the nearest spoon to the plate and used it to grab a bite… Or a sip… Then the host approached me, she was wearing a pink blouse and a formal skirt. I think she wore 2” heels in those black shoes of hers. “My dear, that spoon is used for rice.” Oh…. Spoon for rice. Then I put it down. Then used the spoon beside it. “My dear that is used for side dishes”. Then grabbed the next one beside it. “My dear that is the spoon for soup” My GOD… Look lady this is A SOUP… Then she said… “”The spoon beside that is the spoon for the appetizers”.  I mean a spoon for everything. And besides, what is the difference… They are all SPOONS. The guy in front of me chuckled. Yeah right! Doesn’t mean I don’t know the spoons I am uneducated. &lt;br /&gt;Argh… *Rolled Eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Then the main course. It was steak and fried rice. With side dishes namely corn and carrots. What is this place? Kenny Rogers? They are spending a thousand when they could spend just six hundred and get the benefit of muffin madness… Ahrg… well, that is the part I want to skip. &lt;br /&gt;This is public!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Okay, well it is only the Internet. &lt;br /&gt;But… &lt;br /&gt;WAH.. CENSORED! &lt;br /&gt;Not that I had sex or anything porno graphical ei…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13051409-111665321286298862?l=kg6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/feeds/111665321286298862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13051409&amp;postID=111665321286298862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111665321286298862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13051409/posts/default/111665321286298862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kg6.blogspot.com/2005/04/dinner-disaster.html' title='[û] [dinner disaster] [û]'/><author><name>kara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='6' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a2S5GABl_mE/SJ5x8J80nQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fi2ZF5ynnTU/s1600-R/banner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
