<?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-9719905</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:31:55.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*i love 07*</title><subtitle type='html'>this is it..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-116861337009344654</id><published>2007-01-12T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:49:30.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything burns...</title><content type='html'>I am in an unstable...trap.  I do not want to like him.  &lt;br /&gt;And yet i do.  I still do.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself onti na lang.&lt;br /&gt;yes, onti na lang.  But that "onti" is still dangerous enough in itself.&lt;br /&gt;I saw him everyday this week.&lt;br /&gt;Mere chance, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;And i would usually quell the feelings inside and just flit my eyes somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;It's there - the little bit of happiness in seeing him.&lt;br /&gt;But i just blink my eyes and ignore the knocking in my heart and head.&lt;br /&gt;Bago na naman mga status niya...&lt;br /&gt;"Tama na nga yan (name niya)...hindi naman niya pinapansin."&lt;br /&gt;And last night...i don't know the exact words...si mi kasi ang nakabasa...basta parang hindi na daw siya maghihintay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that news - curse me - lifted me up even for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I know that Mia knows that deep inside i smiled with that news.&lt;br /&gt;But not that much kasi even if he moves on, it doesn't mean that he'll like me, won't he.&lt;br /&gt;Plus...there are a lot of things about him that i don't think i'd like.&lt;br /&gt;'Tis too dangerous to like him much because if suddenly decides to play around, he might see me as the most vulnerable and possible target to trifle around with.&lt;br /&gt;And i'd hurt him back if he hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i've been hearing his name the WHOLE day.  Starting with my first class...dahil dun sa movie na pinalabas...hanggang dito sa mga songs...and no matter how much i want to avoid thinking about him...makarinig lang ako ng name niya. talagang space-out and remember.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay nako haeja katimangan na talaga yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos i didn't see him the whole day.  As in.  and as much as i hate to admit it even to myself, i missed seeing him.  Seeing that swept up 'do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaay nako.  and so i went to his classroom just to get a glance.  haha. andami nakakita sa'min ni mia, grabe.  anyway, wala kasi sila teacher &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that time.  pinatawag ko si sis tapos sabi niya wala naman daw nakatingin and so i peered inside the room and saw his back.  i quickly darted out outside.  and when i turned away, sabi ni sis bigla naman daw tumingin sa'min!!! hay nako.  sabi niya baka daw narinig boses ko.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan ko lang. haaay nako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro feeler lang siya.  or talagang lakas ng vibes niya.  pero everytime na tinitignan ko siya, tumitingin din siya!!! Feeling ko talaga nararamdamn niya na nakatingin ako!!!  Super na talaga yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay eto...kasi i've been writing notes to steph na tinatabihan niya...tapos may sulat ako dati:&lt;br /&gt;"Ewan ko ba kung bakit type ko siya...di naman gwapo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh matagal ko na sinulat un.  like last year pa ata...anyway, tapos binalikan niya yun page na un.  Sabi niya "Kilala mo ba kung sino yan?"  Sabi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni steph "Hindi!"&lt;br /&gt;Ang feeling ng dating niya eh noh.  Hindi ko alam kung inaalam ba niya kung alam ni Steph na siya yun...or inaalam niyang siya un.  Hay nako.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEELER.  FEELER.  FEELER.  bahala ka na nga...gagawa na lang akong homework...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama na talaga 'to!!!  bagong taon, bagong lovelife, haeja!!!  magbuhos dili ka!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what...i liked you. really liked you. liked you enough to actually care for you.  i like a lot of people but it doesn't mean i care for them.  i  really did start to care for you.  just a bit.  it's a good thing i didn't fall for you.  everything would have been wasted.  and &lt;em&gt;everything burns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-116861337009344654?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/116861337009344654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=116861337009344654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116861337009344654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116861337009344654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2007/01/everything-burns.html' title='everything burns...'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-116843759246359806</id><published>2007-01-10T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T21:59:52.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whew</title><content type='html'>this morning i was really itching to shout out loud. blogger won't open. i posted somewhere else. at least i got it out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm moving on!&lt;br /&gt;i'm washing you right out of my hair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-116843759246359806?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/116843759246359806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=116843759246359806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116843759246359806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116843759246359806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2007/01/whew.html' title='whew'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-116826917821088661</id><published>2007-01-08T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:12:58.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back for another one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face=Trebuchet MS&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally pulled through.  Only very few people know about this.  and even fewer people know how i really feel.  and only 2 people are "in-the-know" with the WHY.  and only 1 person understands.  It was a destructive...experience in my part.  I 'almost' crashed but God took hold of me and straightened me out.  I was able to shake myself and clear my head during the break and these past few days, I've been in a state of emotional stability.  YEY ME! :)  anyway, so now i'm okay.  I've finally emerged from the crazy state i've been in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is, again, one of those rare times i'll share my very personal thoughts.  I'm not comfortable with expressing my innermost feelings and thoughts.  and i only talk to buz about the really personal stuff that bothers me.  but anyway, i'll explain what happened anyway.  i DREAMED.  i HOPED.  i WISHED.  and i crashed.  i got burned in the face.  i didn't get it.  it's very hard to explain and even with this "willingness" to share this things, this will still be very vague.  I dreamed about it and i wanted it so much but it just wasn't it.  maybe i was rushing things.  or maybe it's just not that way.  i still haven't seen my sign.  i'm waiting to see it and it's not yet there though i've already given up.  everything happens for a reason but this time, i've turned back and walked away from the waiting.  coz it nearly ruined me.  there are very few times that i dreamed that way.  and it was the FIRST time i wanted that.  everything happens for a reason.  but i decided i will not let anything take hold of my other dreams and of my life and ruin them.   no matter how much i want to forego everything and let myself crash even ONCE, i can't.  i've learned to love myself too.  and i won't let myself down.  maybe you'll think it's negative but for me, it helps:  when everyone else is gone, you only have yourself to lean on.  [well aside from God].  and that's my thinking that's why i can't crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just wanted to share that one.  if you know my very privvy blog, then you probably know what i mean by that experience.  and i'm going to stop talking about it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buz told me i'm the strongest person she ever met.  she said it looks like i can pull through anything.  i can crash, fall, burn, and rise and everything's okay.  she says it's like nothing ever fazes me.  that no matter what happens, i somehow end up smiling.  i saw Dondi the other night too and he told me he has my picture with ---n.  i asked "Nakangiti ba ko dun?"  he said "oo naman!  Un ang gusto ko sa'yo eh!"  i've been thinking [as usual] about why i always smile even when i just realized my inner sufferings and i found out why.  It's because i have the idea that no one wants to hang out with someone who's always sad.  I have no problem smiling all the time even with all my heartaches because i don't want to be someone who's always sad.  i just want to smile.  i choose to smile despite all the hidden pains.  and after 4 years of mental torture and loneliness, i've opened my eyes and began to draw happiness from the nature and things i see around me.  God gave me a lot of reasons to smile and i want to smile for everyone of them.&lt;br /&gt;And it's a tried and tested fact that when you're not smiling, it's more tiring.  Frowning facial muscles are a drag.  I swear.  it's like...SAD.  so just smile.  I've finally found my inner happiness and it resides in my heart amidst all the hurts i keep inside.  i do hope you'll find your inner happiness too :)  choose to be happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Cj, i'm so happy for you.  It's so nice to hear of a new love amidst all the heartaches.  And i'm really glad you found someone. :)  Goodluck, okay?  :)  Take good care of her! :)  Friend yan ng friend ko! hehehehe. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite contented with my lit notebook grade.  At the start of the sem, i had the notion that she doesn't like me.  i think it's because she thinks i'm a lazy bum in her class and that i don't take down notes.  There was even a time she reprimanded me because i stopped writing and was listening to her.  i was already finished copying the notes and i even wrote down what she said so i just pretended to write things.  then when she gave back the notebooks this morning, she didn't slam my notebook on the table, she really waited for me to get it from her hands.  i was so afraid with the grade and turns out i got a 1.0!!! :)  Okay, so it's a small thing.  But it is something.  I think she's changed her opinion of me because she chose me as the team leader today [something which never ever happened before].  and she mentioned my name in our class coz she was so pissed with my other classmates over their own notes.  i guess, at least even a bit, i reached her standards and redeemed myself in her eyes.  Thank God.  I was actually getting quite tired of the course because i thought i wouldn't do well enough but then she liked my notes so now i'm very motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if i can only get THAT motivated with Theo.........&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I'm very confused with my 2nd and 3rd choices for the course.  i still have a week to think about it anyway but i want to get my head straightened out over that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;My Lord, thank you for helping me get back on track and for helping me straighten out myself.  Thank you for helping me get a clear head so that i was finally able to plan out our pol. gov project and arnis thingy.  Thank you, Lord. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-116826917821088661?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/116826917821088661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=116826917821088661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116826917821088661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116826917821088661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back-for-another-one.html' title='i&apos;m back for another one...'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-116826840926093479</id><published>2007-01-08T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:00:09.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant</title><content type='html'>i want to rant...this time because i thought okay na ko.&lt;br /&gt;turns out i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;hay. i hate you. i really hate you. man, i hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-116826840926093479?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/116826840926093479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=116826840926093479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116826840926093479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116826840926093479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2007/01/rant.html' title='rant'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-116816677369797946</id><published>2007-01-07T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T18:46:13.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ranting</title><content type='html'>I WANT TO RANT.&lt;br /&gt;but since i'm pressed for time, i'm going off :D hehehe. i just wanted to blog lang talaga. aun, sige.  ingat!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-116816677369797946?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/116816677369797946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=116816677369797946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116816677369797946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116816677369797946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2007/01/ranting.html' title='ranting'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-116705070773089431</id><published>2006-12-25T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T20:45:07.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>him</title><content type='html'>you know what's kind of bothering me right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to get over this insane crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's such an immature ass. but i still can't get him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his smile is deadener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it. when i'm ol, he tries to fill me with his presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no damn it. feeler lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he loves someone else.&lt;br /&gt;i LIKE him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm insane! he's insane! we're all fucked-up fools in this insane world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, nagddrama lang. for crying out loud...i just want to get him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this vacation would be the perfect time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he texted last night to greet me Merry Christmas.  i didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ymed me today to greet me again.  AGAIN, i didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will he take the hint and back off?&lt;br /&gt;He ymed me before to thank me for lending him a book.  I didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he not get it?&lt;br /&gt;is he positively naive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!!! i haaate him. this is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like him.&lt;br /&gt;i am so in denial.&lt;br /&gt;but because of what he did...kung dati, 100% ultimate crush ko siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon nasa 30% na lang. and i'm not in denial with that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he takes notice of me, will i respond? maybe it will take kind of a long time to trust him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insipid immature ass that he is...he hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;whether on purpose or no, that still hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-116705070773089431?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/116705070773089431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=116705070773089431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116705070773089431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116705070773089431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/12/him.html' title='him'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-116704973660915589</id><published>2006-12-25T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T20:32:58.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i long for you and have been longing for you for almost a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i've been waiting for you to come out and grace me with your presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i long for much more knowledge about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i long for more news about you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and this absence...breaks my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Expression Number is 8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Driven and ambitious, you have the potential to reach great things.You're both good with money and good at getting things done quickly.You are an excellent leader and a great judge of character.&lt;br /&gt;Full of energy and confidence, you undertake projects that seem impossible.Dependable and determined, you are able to understand the bigger picture.Even if you are not in a position of power right now, it will fall to you.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be very materialistic - and obsessed with status and power.While this isn't always a bad thing, you sometimes take it to the extreme.In order to be truly happy, you must balance the material and spiritual in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourexpressionnumberquiz/"&gt;What's&lt;/a&gt; Your Expression Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Thinking Style: Modifying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="&lt;a" width="100" href="" /&gt;http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourthinkingstylequiz/modifying.jpg&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Super logical and rational, you consider every fact available to you.You don't make rash decisions and are rarely moved by emotion.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer what's known and proven - to the new and untested.You tend to ground those around you and add stability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourthinkingstylequiz/"&gt;What's&lt;/a&gt; Your Thinking Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 36% Open Minded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="&lt;a" width="100" href="" /&gt;http://images.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/open-2.jpg&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You aren't exactly open minded, but you have been known to occasionally change your mind.You're tolerant enough to get along with others who are very different...But you may be quietly judgmental of things or people you think are wrong.You take your own values pretty seriously, and it would take a lot to change them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Open Minded Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Believer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="&lt;a" width="100" href="" /&gt;http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/believer.jpg&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You believe in God and your chosen religion.Whether you're Christian, Muslim, Jewish, or Hindu..Your convictions are strong and unwavering.You think your religion is the one true way, for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/"&gt;What's&lt;/a&gt; Your Religious Philosophy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 44% Perfectionist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="&lt;a" width="100" href="" /&gt;http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/perfectionist-3.jpg&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No one would call you a perfectionist, but you definitely have a side of you that strives to be perfect.Try to see your mistakes as learning experiences, and don't be so hard on yourself when you screw up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You a Perfectionist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 56% Intuitive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="&lt;a" width="100" href="" /&gt;http://images.blogthings.com/howintuitiveareyouquiz/intuitive-3.jpg&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your intuition is often right, and you use it more than you may realize.Your gut feelings are usually a good guide, but you need more to go on when making a decision.You'll often check to see if the facts back up your feelings.And when your intuition is wrong, you work to improve it for the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Intuitive Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Sunrise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="&lt;a" width="100" href="" /&gt;http://images.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/sunrise.jpg&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary.You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts.All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Time Of Day Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="&lt;a" width="100" href="" /&gt;http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/green.jpg&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are nurturing, kind, and lucky.Like mother nature, you want to help everyone.You are good at keeping secrets and tend to be secretive.&lt;br /&gt;A seeker of harmony, you are a natural peacemaker.You are good natured and people enjoy your company.You put people at ease and make them feel at home with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 44% Lady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="&lt;a" width="100" href="" /&gt;http://images.blogthings.com/areyoualadyquiz/lady-3.jpg&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're part lady, part modern woman.Etiquette is important to you, but you brush aside rules that are outdated or silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You A Lady?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are More Mild Than Wild&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="&lt;a" width="100" href="" /&gt;http://images.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/mild.jpg&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're confident, and you really aren't concerned with how "hot" you are.Other people's ideas of what's sexy don't concern you. And this is exactly what makes you attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Hot?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-116704973660915589?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/116704973660915589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=116704973660915589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116704973660915589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116704973660915589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/12/more.html' title='more'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-116271367487698005</id><published>2006-11-05T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T16:01:14.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of the sembreak... :(</title><content type='html'>It's the start of the sem tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;It's the start of another period in my dowdy life of grueling papers, teeth-grinding tests, and sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;Once more will eyebags grace my queenly face and i will be more tired due to my tight schedule.&lt;br /&gt;Once more heavy, tired thoughts will be placed upon my brow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais oui.  I will be perpetually beautiful even with all the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen for the break's last week.  I have given up the hope of actually recovering but after calming in the waters and letting go of the stress and fears, i have decided i will not break down.  i will tread lightly.  i just really feel so tired because i did give so much last sem only to have it fall oh-so-short.  I'm still feeling unsure.  At the start i will be taking tentative steps, light ones, until i tread on leveled ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is bad.  it's wrong to start off on a sad tone and a tentative smile.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i've given away all my carefree smiles last sem...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. i'm just not happy nor do i feel energetic enough to actually start the sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  i'm so sorry, this doesn't sound like me at all, does it?&lt;br /&gt;Oh it sounds so gloomy and so dark!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry guys if you've read this.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn't pull you down with my gloominess.  Just smile, okay guys?&lt;br /&gt;Okay so maybe this is just the sad side of my face that people hardly ever see.&lt;br /&gt;Just forget about this.  I know i'll be fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just smile, guys! :)&lt;br /&gt;i hope you'll have a great sem! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-116271367487698005?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/116271367487698005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=116271367487698005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116271367487698005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116271367487698005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/11/last-day-of-sembreak.html' title='last day of the sembreak... :('/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-116264804103639790</id><published>2006-11-04T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T21:47:21.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;what a day.. we went to cavite beach today, i got burned by a jellyfish!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i know i said i'm going on a blog-leave. oh i am. i'm going on a multiply blog-leave because i have to. because i'm too confused to actually blog something worthwhile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm waiting for my pics in multiply to publish but it's taking so long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hay i'm tired and i do need rest...i just need to lay down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;my dad taught me how to meditate in the water, how to relax and how to let the tide wash over you while you let everything fall away. i tried, yes i did, while trying to keep the salty water out of my eyes and while trying to breathe as much as i can [which has been very hard].  i'm happy he taught me that exercise. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i knew it. i just need a couple of days away from him and i already detached.  i know i'll probably go gaga once may mangyari na naman but i do hope na walang mangyari so i can just move on.  Let me be, i plead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;thou art a confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;thou art a my bane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;yet thou maketh me smileth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;like a doofeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-116264804103639790?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/116264804103639790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=116264804103639790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116264804103639790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116264804103639790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-116230633455609258</id><published>2006-10-31T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:52:14.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm still not getting welllllllllllll. i don't know what's wrong....i've been getting fever on and off the past few days and i get splitting headaches.   i&lt;br /&gt;think it's eye strain but i'm not really sure...*i know i promised myself i won't blog nor use the computer for one whole week because i'm getting sick but i have to.  I've been getting eye-strain lately because i've exhausted my eyes out for the past few days.  i've stayed up late [every night] just to finish reading my pocketbooks and i wake up early and what-nots.  but this time, i'm not blogging for myself, i just want to share this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;my sister got really sick last saturday morning.  she woke up with a 40 degree fever which didn't abate until the afternoon.  It went down to 39.5 but then it shot up again.  she had chills and she was complaining of a back ache.  my dad didn't go to work that day.  he just stayed at home and rested and tended to my sister.  then on Sunday, they brought her to the hospital because her fever still didn't go down and stayed there until noon today.  my dad didn't go to work yesterday and this morning.  he only went back to the office around 4pm today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i'm going to talk about one of the most important people in my life : My dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is an absolute workaholic.  He's well on his 28th or 29th year of working as a professional but if you add the years he's worked as a student, i think it adds up to more than 30 years already.  He's worked various jobs such as one of those cargo men in the piers and a salesman for so many years and a manager and finally, he fulfilled his dream of owning his own business.  He does not drink, smoke, nor does he have any mistresses.  He's just a plain old workaholic.  I think i only saw him smoke ONCE because he was with his bosses and he's just a social drinker.  In my 18 years, i only saw him get drunk TWICE.  When i was a kid, i never saw much of him because he was always gone off to work somewhere.  I never got close to him before so i don't know him really well.  I see him much more now when i'm a teen than when i was a kid.  Of course we had a lot of fights and sometimes we still do.  Oh, i forgot to mention he belonged to a fraternity back in college and he was the one who paddled the guys' asses during initiation.  He can slap the hell out of you and he almost spanked me twice but he never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my dad's workaholic attitude... For the whole time my sister got sick, he did not go to his office.  In fact, he was the one who stayed by my sister's side during her hospital stay and he took care of her really well.  That surprised me because my dad is such a workaholic that even on holidays, he works.  Even during Saturdays, he works and every Sunday night, he works.  From Monday-Friday, he works up to 10 pm.  That is how much of a workaholic he is.  When i got sick last month, he was in Rizal and he immediately went over to me when he found out i was in the hospital.  Needless to say, i am very much surprised when he didn't go to work.  I mean, hello?  My dad goes to work even when he's sick and then he didn't go to work because he tended to my sister?  I mean, my mom's very used to that late-night tending for the sick as she has been taking care of everyone in the family for so long but he decided to take care of her.  Wow.  I am pleasantly surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad can be such a boor and he does not listen [like every other guy] but i love him still sooo much.  In fact, as much as i can hate him sometimes, i realize now that if i was to look for a guy, it would be someone just like him.  He hates smoking and i think i picked that up from him.   My biggest turn-off is smoking.  In fact, i just see one cig. stick twirling around a crush's finger and it's bye-bye dearie.  It's just really YUCKY.  I hardly drink.  I once read that when we were kids, we look at our dad and see a treasure box full of knowledge but when we grow old, we do not appreciate his knowledge at all.  For me, it is the exact opposite.  Since i hardly talked to him before, i never knew how intelligent he really is.  I only knew that he's a math wiz but now that i'm in college, i know i can ask him about anything and he pretty much knows the answer.  I can talk to him about science, math, world history, politics, and current events.  That is how amazing he is.  I know i will never be him nor will i ever be like him but i strive to please him as i please myself along the way.My dad = one of my inspirations.&lt;br /&gt;I just love my dad.&lt;br /&gt;He's simply the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-116230633455609258?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/116230633455609258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=116230633455609258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116230633455609258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116230633455609258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-dad.html' title='my dad'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-116143392982664870</id><published>2006-10-21T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T20:32:09.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exorcising demons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FILTER: Glow(color=pink,strength=3); WIDTH: 528px; HEIGHT: 582pxfont-family:Freestyle Script;font-size:24;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"coz baby...the problem with hello is goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there've been too many hellos, too many goodbyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will i say hello, without having to say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's heartbreaking...it's heartrending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna take a chance but i've already taken some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still i'll take a leap if i know there's no goodbye with you..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay...ang hirap hirap lumayo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know that feeling...when you know you just have to go run away from someone because you HAVE to...? but you just CAN'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been writing highly personal entries lately. i've revealed a lot of things that i normally don't tell anyone. that is why i still keep names a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secret to retain a semblance of privacy. but then, these things are the things i don't really mind sharing. after all, you don't know my whole life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you won't really understand what i'm talking about, can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been scarred for a long time. SCARRED not SCARED. for those who don't know the difference, "scarred" means nasugatan and "scared"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is natakot. i underwent psychological torture [well, for me it is.] and if someone else with a weaker mind and a darker disposition than i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;experienced it, i think she would have gone crazy too. it's not the kind of thing that everyone experiences. it's not the kind of thing that you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish you experience. i can't say it here coz there's someone who reads my blog na kinda part nung mga yun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was the most hellish thing i ever experienced in my whole life. it shook me greatly. let's just say...that there were 3 years in my life that i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;experienced moral and physical degredation just because of my too-beloved ex. masyadong madaming nagmahal sa kaniya...so madaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nang-away sa'kin. i don't think na masasaktan ako kung isa lang siya...pero they were more than 30 people. it IS too painful to recount. i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never felt all alone in my whole life. i think i only had 3 people to lean on. and they can't do anything other than listen. and i never did anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to them. because i was told not to stoop down to their level so i had to keep quiet and just accept the scorching remarks they make. for three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonely years. and the three times i retorted, nagalit pa siya. bakit ko pa daw sinagot. it was too crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i learned a lot of things along the way...bahala ka na if you think it's a negative or positive effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i learned not to care about what other's think.&lt;br /&gt;*i learned how too keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;*i learned how to turn to God.&lt;br /&gt;*i learned how to cry from the soul...and to entrust everything to Him.&lt;br /&gt;*i learned the things i should not do to other people...&lt;br /&gt;*i discovered how deep i can love [pero syempre, hindi pa un ang talagang "love"]&lt;br /&gt;*i learned how to reach inside me and find my inner happiness and inner contentment.&lt;br /&gt;*i learned how to be strong amidst all snide and hurting remarks.&lt;br /&gt;*i learned how to face slander [yes, they did that].&lt;br /&gt;*i learned that life is too good to waste so i have to keep my head up.&lt;br /&gt;*i learned what "fear" is. i learned what "hate" is.&lt;br /&gt;*i found my true friends. [i love you bes :)]&lt;br /&gt;*i learned how to hold on to someone and fight for that person.&lt;br /&gt;*i learned what a "one-sided" relationship is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so with this, i want to thank the following people. you don't know how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;*bes...sabel...thanks. kahit hindi kita nakakasama all those times, i know that you believed in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bear. you are a great person. you taught me a lot of things. and you were there to accompany me. kahit may sarili ka ng barkada, you still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with me. i owe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jane. i think you went over the top and defended me kahit hindi dapat. but thank you. i won't reveal who you really are. kahit naiinis ako sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ginawa mo, i'm not stupid not to recognize what you did for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jkat...anak. thank you din. thank you for being there...kahit 4th year lang tayo talagang naging close, thank you for standing by all my moods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[dahil mas moody ka :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yan...yeah, my friend till the end. haha! thank you for being here for me until now. pag may kailangan ako...kahit busy tayo, you know i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always catch you when you fall. that's what friends are for, diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*no*mi. sana hindi mo 'to mabasa...at hindi ito mabasa ng friends mo. kahit nasaktan ako dahil...dun nga. and feeling ko naoffend kita, thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still. i won't forget the time i collapsed dahil hindi ko na kinaya...and you helped me and lifted me up...and then you wrote me a letter which&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touched me deeply. alam ko may offense ako sa'yo. i wish i could make it up to you soon...thank you. thank you for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tin. hindi kita makakalimutan. coz when i collapsed you held me and listened to me. alam mong nasasaktan ako nun eh. thank you talaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...see, i didn't forget you? :) hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FAYE. fayerz ko. i think i owe you the biggest thanks. alam ko, inaway ka rin nila. kung ano-ano rin ginawa nila sa'yo just because friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tayo but then you stood by me and you never turned your back on me. you never left me kahit na sobra na yun ginagawa nila sa'yo just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of me...THANK YOU. i will always be here for you - to watch and catch your back. i will be here to fend off all those damned guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who hurt you and all those who will hurt you. i love you fayerz!!! :D miss na kita...dahil antagal mo na walang load...magload ka naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*liz!!! hindi na tayo nagkwekwentuhan masyado...pero thank you.dahil nung time na talagang naging close tayo, madami din ako natutunan from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sugar. one of my eternal friends. thank you. sana makakwentuhan na ulit kita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coop. ikaw din. we both know...na pinagtanggol mo ko. you did diba? hehe. :D and you didn't doubt me...thanks for still being here. we've&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been through a lot of things...hehe. basta dito lang ako.. kahit anong kagaguhan pa gawin mo, dito lang ako. sobrang you boosted my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confidence...sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syempre, hindi lang h.s. friends ko...&lt;br /&gt;*aya, mia, nards, sarah. = onesan, achi, ditsy [ditse], shobe.&lt;br /&gt;you guys are always here to catch my back. alam kong ang gulo gulo gulo ko and yet hindi kayo napapagod na makinig sa mga kalokohan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko...hehe. looove you siss. o sige na nga, duqs. kahit ngayon lang tayo naging close, lagi ka nakikinig...kasi mausisa ka. haha! joke lang. thank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you nga pala, hinatid mo ko sa glorietta that time. kahit mejo sinipa-sipa pa kita dahil ayaw mo ako pansinin. hehe :D thanks sa inyo for being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here for your "kapatid"... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nucie!!!! thank you nung isang araw na nagkwentuhan tayo before music. sabi mo hindi ako mukhang stressed-out. mukha lang pagod pero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi stressed. [madami nagsasabi niyan sakin.]...and naiyak tuloy ako! ikaw kasi eh! at alam kong nakinig ka kahit nagbabasa ka ng irereport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mo...hehehe..thank you talaga nuc ah...dahil may mga sinabi ka na talagang tumama sa utak ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*raine. thank you. dahil nasupalpal ako nung sinabi mong dapat i-appreciate lahat.lalo na ang time. hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cj. thank you talaga nung araw na un ah...dahil sinamahan mo ko na makita siya...at narealize ko nung time na un na tanga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*james. cui! and princess ni *ehem*...thanks. for the info. and for putting up with my craziness lalo na nung tinext natin si paella-boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*syempre hie...thank you. thank you. thank you. words are not enough to express how thankful i am for putting up with my moods for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope wala ako nakalimutan. hay. nakakapagod. para 'kong binalikan un inner demons ko. well i'm slowly trying to extract the pain inside...para&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi na ko ma-hunt ng experience na yun...but i promise, if i see all of them again? i won't fall. i won't back down. i'll look you in the eyes. i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you've matured enough to realize that those things you did were not good. na sobrang immature nun... just because of...?! it was so not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worth it...but thank you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*exorcising demons*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-116143392982664870?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/116143392982664870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=116143392982664870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116143392982664870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/116143392982664870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/10/exorcising-demons.html' title='exorcising demons'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115962604424226675</id><published>2006-09-30T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T22:20:44.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>milenyo</title><content type='html'>i realized...&lt;br /&gt;im lucky.  the foundations of my house IS very strong.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lucky.  no one died [from me and mine]&lt;br /&gt;i'm lucky. i still have the phone line. i still have water.  i still have a house.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lucky.  i am just very lucky.&lt;br /&gt;my milenyo experience.&lt;br /&gt;i had the good luck to actually experience milenyo alone in the house.  i woke up around 8am and then i decided to make my paper because i want to make full use of my time [we still had electricity then] and i had the luck to charge both fones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just sat on my bed and finished making my papers while listening to vienna's Lullaby for a Stormy Night... it is an appropriate song while i watched the rain thrash my windows. my mom &amp; dad were both out for work [yeah, they did work] and my sisters were also out.  i was absolutely alone while i watched the angry waters.&lt;br /&gt;i also charged this laptop but i used up half of it anyway after the lights went out.  and then the scary parts happened.  i stood up and went to my window and saw the roof of the workshop of our neighbor flying towards our house! holy cow!  i was so afraid coz it was flying straight at me, i actually screamed [what a sissy! haha!].  And then the pipe of one of our water tanks broke!  OMG!!!  I called up my mom and what a site!  The trees were waving at me.  haha :D  and the windows behind our piano were open!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:::Trivia:  There were a lot of picture frames on top of the piano, two vases (one with a parasol, the other with the palaspas) and a little monk statue holding our rosary).  Everything fell, i even had to catch the vase with the parasol from falling.  There were two things that didn't fall:  The monk with the rosary [it withstood the weather and the heavy curtains :) and the vase with the blessed palm].  See how God works?  Yeah, he was so there with me. :::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so there.  about 3/4 of our neighbor's roof was torn.  And then our house got wet.  Coz there were open windows in the balcony.  So it got a bit flooded inside our house. I felt so helpless.  all our rags were wet by then.  I just tried to stop it by putting the last two "dried" rags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got really freaked out i decided to just lay down on my bed and text the hours away.  By 12 pm, i felt my bed shake just a bit.  It freaked me out more.  And then everything calmed down around 3pm and i heard my mom knock on the door.  she was finally home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the first time i experienced a storm alone, signal # 3 pa.  Oh yeah, i was only physically alone.  It scared the crap out of me, though :D  Mother Nature's angst is not something i like dealing with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115962604424226675?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115962604424226675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115962604424226675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115962604424226675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115962604424226675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/09/milenyo.html' title='milenyo'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115909222577435582</id><published>2006-09-24T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T18:03:45.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the problem with hello is goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the problem with hello is goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i saw you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i want to run up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i want to say hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and try to beam a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but then if i say hello,where would it go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;would it be forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;or would it be like the previous hellos?&lt;br /&gt;coz baby the problem with hello is goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;there've been too many hellos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;too many goodbyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;when will i say hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;without having to say goodbye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i want to get to know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and maybe even spend some time with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but then what if we do become something more than friends,where would it end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;would it end? should it end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its heartbreaking, heartrending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wanna take a chance but i've already taken some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but still i'll take a leap if i know there's no goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;coz baby, the problem with hello is goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;there have been too many hellos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and too many goodbyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;if i say hello, would it go on and on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;or would it be like the others,which ended before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;coz baby, the problem with hello is goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's heartbreaking, heartrending...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the problem with hello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the problem with hello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the problem with hello is goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;it's a song i wrote ... hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115909222577435582?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115909222577435582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115909222577435582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115909222577435582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115909222577435582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/09/problem-with-hello-is-goodbye.html' title='the problem with hello is goodbye'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115841795808421124</id><published>2006-09-16T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T22:45:58.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy night</title><content type='html'>just got back from dinner with duqs, his family, and mia and aya.  Oh God, what a day.First was the major fight i had with...nevermind.Then the freaking heat wave and the dripping sweat [yuck]And then my physics lab.It's crazy crazy crazy  i tell you.And then we went to duqs condo.  [nice nice place]I saw his collection of books and Archie comics [duqs i want your comics!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]i saw his cute cute cute sis simone!!!!!!! :) yeah!  My favorite kid is actually jobim.nice kid :Danyway, so we ate tahong, chicken, bread with mushroom, then some plate which i didn't taste, and then came the carbonara.God how i wanted the carbonara.  But it was on the other side of the table where the adults sat and of course, being the shy kid that i was, i just unloaded my misery to mia.  hehe..fortunately, duqs' lola handed the plate over and i finally indulged in the yummy plate.  YUM YUM YUM. i swear.Then came the birthday song...Oh God i felt like there was a gigolo/stripper at my back.  A waiter did a little dirty dancing.  It was so freaking hilarious.  hahaha!!!  It's the first time i saw a waiter dance like that in front of the guests.  Oh God.  I won't get into any more details on that.  Basta, it really was funny. :Dand then duqs treated me to starbucks and we saw BJ!!!  So there. :)What a day.&lt;br /&gt;*sipping java chip*&lt;br /&gt;Thanks duqs... :)happy birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;aya..happy birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;apparently my post in my multiply site got a lot of page views...hmmm... i'm getting weirded out. there's this one ... person who views everything i post. That's freaky. especially ka-batch niya sila... anyway!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun lang.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115841795808421124?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115841795808421124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115841795808421124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115841795808421124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115841795808421124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/09/crazy-night.html' title='crazy night'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115833658210174751</id><published>2006-09-16T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T00:09:42.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank God i found YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I want someone who will understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will drop what he’s doing and just come to my aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will fetch me at 7:30 pm and drive me home through the freaking traffic calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will drive by my school just to say hi or just to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who knows that I can probably take care of myself but will still defend me against all the “baddies” of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will hold me as we cross the street just to keep me safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will offer me his arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who knows I can be really tough and I can whip his butt but will still make me feel like I’m the most precious and the most fragile thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will stay awake until 4 am just chatting with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will take the time to get to know me, my fears, my pet peeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who won’t think I’m a sissy if I cry during an Adam Sandler movie or during a cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will text me every time my favorite cartoon is showing just to remind me to indulge in my favorite toon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will write to me everyday even though his handwriting is like chicken scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will spray my perfume on his person just to smell me through out the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will buy me flowers on no occasions…and on occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who thinks that a joint-contribution to UNICEF is a nice way to spend Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will hold my shoulder bag over his arm and not caring what he looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who watches me eat all the ice cream and chocolate I can eat and still call me the sexiest woman he’s ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will consider me the lightest load even when I gained 5 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will consider me his first priority and that being with me anywhere is the best thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will be game with every thing I want to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will be brave enough to try bungee jumping and sky diving with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will hug me during the night as I cry due to my unfounded fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will wake up in the wee hours of the morning whenever I call and not be cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will sleep two hours after I fall asleep just to make sure that he’ll be there if I suddenly wake up and need him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will be possessive but knows when to give me space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone strong enough for me to lean on and brave enough to let me see him cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who considers that hugs are the next best thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who considers that cuddling is better than sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who does everything while thinking of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love you... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115833658210174751?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115833658210174751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115833658210174751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115833658210174751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115833658210174751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/09/thank-god-i-found-you.html' title='thank God i found YOU'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115806285524990844</id><published>2006-09-12T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T20:07:35.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think about you. i read about you. and i want to buy and read everything i could get my hands on if only to know more about you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to see you; to meet you; to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hungry for more knowledge about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your incredible mind attracts me like a moth is attracted to a flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i yearn to meet you. and to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only you exist not only as a figment of someone's imagination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could meet you. if only i could go on knowing you do exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love your sarcasm. your wit. your dry humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paleness of your skin and the darkness of your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still i know that your existence would be dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just for me..but for everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still i yearn, still i want you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God, arty. if only you exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115806285524990844?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115806285524990844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115806285524990844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115806285524990844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115806285524990844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-think-about-you_12.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115676780132829989</id><published>2006-08-28T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T20:23:21.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hay</title><content type='html'>wla lang.its been soooo long since i last blogged. like last july12 pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the issue's over, bakit meron na naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i've been busy. just too tired everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've been unfair. i've just been updating my other blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to change this url na. people keeps on tagging me crazy stuff. it drives me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@carla: how do you know my name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoooboy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115676780132829989?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115676780132829989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115676780132829989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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unposted. yup yup :) aun lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im searching for the perfect love song..i can't seem to create one..and i can't seem to find THE one.. hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..,here are the pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;this is for you .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/snoopy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;me, during one of my phototaking bouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/sunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;my screensaver.one of my favorite pics :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/seriousness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;me..me..me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;a painting? guess again.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/laln.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;basta it's a wooden thing. hehe ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/haha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;another favorite pic.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/haeja.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i wished you were there.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;first time ko magmake-up.. hihih.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/1stmakeup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;nards [my sister bear] and i :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/nardsandme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;okay..these are my happy pics .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;the happiest pic. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/realhappiness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;my cute popo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/popo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;my favorite star :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/mystar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty kids sa big apple.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/happykids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;happy together :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/happiness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;at starbucks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/cutestars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;another cute pic :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/best.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;aun lang.. :) hihi..i love these pics. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115276264463606321?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115276264463606321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115276264463606321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115276264463606321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115276264463606321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-pics-from-my-phone.html' title='some pics from my phone..'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115192967261466283</id><published>2006-07-03T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T20:27:52.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stars are blind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stars are Blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Paris Hilton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't mind spending some time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just hanging here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cuz I don't find too many guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That treat me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those other guys all wanna take me for a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But when I walk their talk is suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some people never get beyond their stupid pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you can see the real me inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I'm satisfied, oh no, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even though the gods are crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you show me real love baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll show you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can make you nice and naughty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be the devil and angel too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got a heart and soul and body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby i'm perfect for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My love, ohh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I could be your confidante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just one of your girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I know that love's what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If tomorrow the world ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why shouldn't we be with the one we really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now tell me who have you been dreaming of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At night at home? oh no, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even though the gods are crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you show me real love baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll show you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can make you nice and naughty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be the devil and angel too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got a heart and soul and body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby i'm perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Excuse me for feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This moment is critical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Might be me feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It could get physical, oh no, no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even though the gods are crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you show me real love baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll show you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can make you nice and naughty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be the devil and angel too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got a heart and soul and body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby I'm perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;Even though the gods are crazy&lt;br /&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;br /&gt;Even though the gods are crazy&lt;br /&gt;Even though the stars are blind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so shoot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115192967261466283?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115181890328579007</id><published>2006-07-02T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T13:41:43.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my reply</title><content type='html'>What could i not have? &lt;br /&gt; For mine is an unrequited love &lt;br /&gt; And yours is a bark with a target &lt;br /&gt; Aiming straight for someone else's heart&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could i not have?&lt;br /&gt; All is empty, &lt;br /&gt; bleak, &lt;br /&gt; Lifeless.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could not fathom&lt;br /&gt; You could not resist &lt;br /&gt; You could not crawly away from your dreaming &lt;br /&gt; That she is but yours and yours to have.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The canvass you sweetly gaze at&lt;br /&gt; Is the very reason of my despair&lt;br /&gt; the sole silhoutte that tears my world apart.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For mine is an unrequited love, &lt;br /&gt; And yours is a bark so directed.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i stand before you in the shadows, &lt;br /&gt; Consciously in a trance, &lt;br /&gt; Whispering your name, &lt;br /&gt; With every heartbeat i can feel.  &lt;br /&gt; My words reveal me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are lost.&lt;br /&gt;  I could not fathom. &lt;br /&gt;  I could not resist.  &lt;br /&gt;  I could not crawl away from my dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;  That you are mine and mine to have.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Still we are lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are hunted by something i do not know, &lt;br /&gt; By something etched in your very soul. &lt;br /&gt;  As long as you gaze off to someone else, &lt;br /&gt; It will remain unanswered.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For there can be no such reply&lt;br /&gt; To an unrequited love&lt;br /&gt;  Offered to someone for years - ignored. &lt;br /&gt;  Like a bark so drifted.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This is in reply to the amazing poem my OL boyfriend made. It's so wonderful, i was left speechless..  Kudos hunri. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115181890328579007?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115181890328579007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115181890328579007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115181890328579007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115181890328579007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-reply.html' title='my reply'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115167310652273502</id><published>2006-06-30T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T21:11:46.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Persuasion and whatnots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i decided&lt;/span&gt; to post something about persuasion and other books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. PERSUASION (Jane Austen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; - - one of the best books i've ever read.  Actually i've forgotten what it's about but i can still remember how i felt about the story.  i felt so happy that i read it.  Though it is a classic, it is so good.  I actually liked it more than Pride and Prejudice.  Too bad. i don't have a copy.  It's my favorite story.  Awww...ang ganda kaya. laln :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2.  PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (Jane Austen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; - - Next best book.  About love, prejudice, pride.  between two people perfect for each other.  I just recommend it for those people who are looking for a good, easy read.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3.  SABRIEL, LIRAEL, ABHORSEN (Garth Nix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; - - This trilogy is so amazing.  I mean, after Harry Potter, i was really amazed to read more books about magic.  I mean, i already know about Wicca (ehem) but this abhorsen thing is different.  It is totally different.  Not your usual kind of magic.  Yeah, it's good vs. evil but still...different.  There's a love story if that's your type but...it doesn't really focus on that.  Or maybe it's because of girl power.  Aha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4.  HARRY POTTER (J.K Rowling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; - - Okay, i love these series.  Magical.  Superb writing.  What can i say?  She's english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5.  THIEF LORD (Forgot the author eh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; - - Capture my heart, why don't you.  It's about a kid who pretended to be a great thief.  Only to be revealed as a rich kid much ignored by his dad.  A modern-day Robin Hood story.  Really touching.  I love this book ... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6.  COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO (Alexandre Dumas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; - -  SPEECHLESS. About love, hate, passion, life.  Learning.  I'm actually inspired by his mind.  He is fascinating.  One of the greatest characters ever written in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7.  GONE WITH THE WIND (Margaret Mitchell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; - - One of the "mature" books i never had any regrets.  Really inspiring.  I associate myself with Scarlett of course.  And syempre, i'm still looking for my "Rhett Butler."  That hunk, hottie guy.  Hard-to-get and yet totally crazy over me.  He's a dream.  Haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;_____________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i watch Majika.  GASP!  i can't resist Dennis Trillo.  He's a cutie :) besides. i'm a wuss for love stories and their love story is cute.. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so there.i just wanted to post it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiShLiSt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1.  Persuasion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2.  Lirael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3.  Abhorsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4.  --heart necklace--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5.  nothing much.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;more on books kasi eh..hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yuck nerd!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sige aun lang :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115167310652273502?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115167310652273502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115167310652273502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115167310652273502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115167310652273502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/06/persuasion-and-whatnots.html' title='Persuasion and whatnots'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115167100171603114</id><published>2006-06-30T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T20:36:41.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>finally, titigil na siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm sorry but men in white suits are hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe!!ang hirap maghanap ng biography ni rogelio sikat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a test.i just can't get enough of it. fine, it's just 34/50 but still..diba. malaki na rin un.&lt;br /&gt;considering not everyone passed. whoah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm busy. i have a lot to do. sana magkita na kami.. aun lang :) sige. ingat :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115167100171603114?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115167100171603114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115167100171603114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115167100171603114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115167100171603114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_30.html' title='...'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115149355043748217</id><published>2006-06-28T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T19:19:10.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;_=c_&gt;: khan nman, halata ng gusto ka niya. she even praised you.. let's ask her. haeja, do you like khan noon o ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;_=c_&gt;: or even both before &amp; today? umamin ka na kasi. malay mo siya na talaga.. hndi ka dpat nhhya kung tlgang gusto mo siya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;_=c_&gt;: sabi mo nga na talgang okay siya edi sbhin mo n ang totoo. khan likes haeja. yan ang totoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;_=c_&gt;: isa siyang perpectong babae pra hindi pansinin.. kya magsabi ka na before its 2 late.. siguradong hindi lng ikw ang may gusto kay haeja kya bgo pa siya mkuha ng iba, umamin ka na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;: ...you do NOT get it, do you? Haeja may be nice, but she's NOT the girl I want, to the best of my knowledge. Even if she likes me. The world doesn't work like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;: She's a friend, and that's all we are. Why are you so intent on pairing us up? I think I have the right to choose who that special person will be, hank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;: that isn't the sort of thing i take lightly. Now please. Shut up about it before you hurt yourself. Besides, I believe you have better things to do with your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;: so does Haeja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;: so do I. Now leave it alone. My life decisions are none of your business. So hank you, and scat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;:(&gt;: since you're so good in assuming, i'll let you in on a secret.i'm pretty good with assumptions myself. i'll assume that you are one pesky gay so freakin' inlove with khani.and you just want the attention. right? ..khani.flatter yourself much?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;:(&gt;: sorry.feeling waaay angsty. :/ anyway. nu-uh, don't like him.before.now.or whenever.me like someone else.khani likes...her.okay? so just quit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whuwaw. i'm speechless.if i wasn't pissed, i'll laugh my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. i'm ewan.i need more sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115149355043748217?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115149355043748217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115149355043748217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115149355043748217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115149355043748217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='?!'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115129713705504078</id><published>2006-06-26T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T12:45:37.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless.more messages from his freaky highness</title><content type='html'>i am waaay surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new tags from whoever he/she is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a title="Info" href="javascript:popupinfo("&gt;:?&lt;/a&gt;&gt;: oh wow.im so sorry.i didn't know this was happening.im so sorry khankhan..whoah.i have no idea who he/she is..im really sorry he/she's bothering you.oh wow.ayaw akong tantanan ng mundo.im really sorry.so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a title="Info" href="javascript:popupinfo("&gt;:?&lt;/a&gt;&gt;: besides..if you're so intent on bothering people..why not just bother me? grabe naman.you don't have to bother him you know? hmmmmmm............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a title="Info" href="javascript:popupinfo("&gt;_=c_&lt;/a&gt;&gt;: see. she likes you. she's protecting you.. wag ka ng mgdeny.. nanjan na siya. gusto ka niya kya dpat sbhin mo na rin yung totoo na gusto mo rin siya. kw rin. baka magsisi ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a title="Info" href="javascript:popupinfo("&gt;_=c_&lt;/a&gt;&gt;: nanjan na ang bgong pwdeng mgpasaya sa iyo.. bka mkuha pa yan, oh. habang nanjan siya kumilos ka na.. wag kang magkunwari, gusto ka niya,khan.. pansinin mo yun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;grabe!! di ko magets!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115129713705504078?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115129713705504078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115129713705504078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115129713705504078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115129713705504078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/06/speechlessmore-messages-from-his.html' title='speechless.more messages from his freaky highness'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-115121009542279556</id><published>2006-06-25T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T12:34:55.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i'll just post it since i don't like repeating everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;=c&gt;: atska db, sbi mo kya ka nga mdlas ngeenjoy pumunta sa sport mo dahil nandun siya. db pareho din kyong ngaarnis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;=c&gt;: wag ka ng magdeny pa. gusto mo nga tlga si haeja. kya mo nga siya laging hinihintay mg-OL diba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;=c&gt;: so now, sbhin mo ang totoo..gusto talaga si haeja diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;=c&gt;: malay mo, gusto krin niya kya sbhin mo na ang totoo bgo pa siya mkuha ng iba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ponkhan&gt;: she's nice, but sorry, I don't like her in that way. Is it so wrong to just appreciate someone of the opposite sex as just 'friends' now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ponkhan&gt;: We're friends, that's it. d( '_' ) I'll admit she's cute, but we'll leave it at that. &lt;ponkhan&gt;: You're weird, whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ponkhan&gt;: besides, as I keep repeating, I'm not exactly prime kareshi material. d( '_' ) If she ends up with another guy, she's well off. Anyone's better than me. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea who he/she is. THERE. i don't even know what prime kareshi material is. i'll ask aya.&lt;br /&gt;yes..my jaw dropped in surprise. real surprise. as in. and i have no 'friggin idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYA..i congratulate you :) :) :) whoohooo!!! meg! whoah!!! :) love you dear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige aun lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana matuloy na pagkikita namin...hmmm..miss YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-115121009542279556?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/115121009542279556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=115121009542279556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115121009542279556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/115121009542279556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay-ill-just-post-it-since-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114995108367614471</id><published>2006-06-10T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T22:51:23.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird stuff</title><content type='html'>so now my freakiness with ---- is over..no one's messing with him anymore..and noone's messing me and mine but yours truly only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.i really had a freak-ass time last thursday...but it's a looong story so no, i'd rather not tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll narrate the events of today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to quad [g4 to those who don't know it] with my sis and met up with ----.  we [my sis and i] ate at McDo and their service was really &lt;em&gt;bagal &lt;/em&gt;and then ----'s mum and sibs arrived there!  i was the one who saw them and we both kind of freaked out. haha :) it was really funny. hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,,right after that, we went to timezone and played basketball and other KIDDY stuffs. like punching those pop-up thingies..and more and more basketball..and of course, the immortal air hockey.  hihi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my last game was a driving game.  it was really funny coz i kept bumping on the sides until they taught me how to control it and just when i was getting the hang of it, GAME OVER. right. but it was okay coz it was quarter to three by then and our movie starts at 3pm..when we got there, the cinema was almost full but we still got good seats on the side..we watched TAKE THE LEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must stay, Antonio Banderas is old but still undeniably HOT. and my..shall we say..fascination for ballroom increased by a couple of points..whew. it's just so..POWERFUL. SEXY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho-hum..and then we had a fight.as usual. and i got really nasty. and i slapped her for the first time. BAD BAD BAD ME. im really repenting it. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you so much...that's why i ran after you..can't bear to lose you, you know?...hmmmm........sorry.  i'll try my best to have more control next time.... i just got really irked..and my time of the month is just like around the next corner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ILOVEYOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ichliebedisch il bambino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114995108367614471?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114995108367614471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114995108367614471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114995108367614471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114995108367614471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/06/weird-stuff.html' title='weird stuff'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114956138584003822</id><published>2006-06-06T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T10:36:25.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make my blood run cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hm...some things na nangyayari lately is making my blood run cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;it brings back terrible memories..things i'd rather forget. i left all that. that's why i went to uap. the privacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and now, it's all...R**-like. as in. it feels like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and i know that at THIS moment, the fear is creeping into my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;it's etched there. the fear. the one thing i have not let show in my eyes for such a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and now, once more, i have to avert my eyes. or close them. it freaks me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;first, he became our friend sa acct nmin ni hachie. and then someone messaged him. and i so assume it is not chie. and i SO know it is not me. someone freak-ass hacked the account and freaking messaged him.  i have this great gut feeling na siya un. pero hindi. i mean, ano'ng reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;she's using our account to flirt with him! OMG! and i don't mean chie! i mean seriously, i really think someone hacked into the account. so i changed the password. maalala ko sana. hay nako. mejo matagal na rin ako bago magpost ng mga stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ewan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i..okay "WE" bought a new sun sim for me. freak ass sun shop. sana nareceive nila message ko about my new number. ewan. i haven't eaten yet.  i just got really bothered by that freak hacker. maybe i should just tell him na someone's fooling us both.  kasi naman. My God. only 4 people know about him. okay 5. and seriously, why would they? and only ONE person calls him by that name.  But i should really talk to her muna before i do hate her to an absolute degree. okay, scratch that. i'll erase that part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;why oh why is this happening to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ssdd---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;same shit different day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;my life's a cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and then i saw her [ex's] friendster. surprise. wasn't expecting to see it so soon. so there, she did erase me from her friend's list. which is. i guess a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;letting go is such a good thing. and i don't regret one moment that i let you go...really. it was EASIER, actually, to let you go. and to not see you. and well..the hell i had with you, at least, went to a minimum level.  at least, only your kabarkada still made those horrible parinig.  and i just found out that she loved you daw. oh for crying out loud. kung yun lang pala. ay naku naman....  well.  [about exie]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i think my wishing for her to feel the way i felt is getting to me.  maybe i should just stop wishing for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and now.  i'm losing it.  i am so losing it.  i will once again bow my head to hide the fear.the pain.the shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;it's humiliating.  My God.  My God.  why is this happening?  Damn....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't even know what to do with him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;FAYERZ MY LOVE.. thanks dear :) hehe..i know you'd understand. dito ka lang ah. kung hindi, di na kita love. hehehe :) mwuah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114956138584003822?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114956138584003822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114956138584003822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114956138584003822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114956138584003822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/06/make-my-blood-run-cold.html' title='make my blood run cold'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114942036149788659</id><published>2006-06-04T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:26:01.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn it!!!!</title><content type='html'>oh God. this freaks me out.  Lech!!! bakit ganun?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really starting to think na si...damn  it. hay! hay! hay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my earrings.&lt;br /&gt;my kitty.&lt;br /&gt;my smart sim.&lt;br /&gt;and now my sun sim's f*cked up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;saw the vetus family kanina. wla lang.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;grabe tlga. this is so embarrassing. i want to say i'm sorry but i can't. coz i'm not suppossed to read it. God i'm so messed up.  i feel soooo messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114942036149788659?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114942036149788659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114942036149788659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114942036149788659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114942036149788659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/06/damn-it.html' title='damn it!!!!'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114881644525076921</id><published>2006-05-28T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T19:40:45.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my cat died.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my Angel earrings i've been wearing for the past 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from my hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, two weeks ago..last may17, a friend came over..then that weekend, i went to laguna with my family and other relatives..overnight swimming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next wednesday, i got sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, i went ballroom dancing with 6 men.  3 dance instructors..my dad, a relative, and my mum's friend.  We danced...from 9am-230 am.  which is a long time to dance on HEELS.  thank goodness i had the sense to wear wedges and not stilletos.  i danced..rhumba.cha-cha.swing.tango.waltz.boogie. if i forgot something, i don't know what it is na..aun lang :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho-hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more losses for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114881644525076921?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114881644525076921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114881644525076921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114881644525076921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114881644525076921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-cat-died.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114778192363819136</id><published>2006-05-16T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:23:47.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovelovelove</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's funny how we set qualifications for the right person to love while at the back of our minds we know that the person we trully love will always be an exception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - ally mcbeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place,suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace,suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste,it all revolves around you.-- Moulin Rouge &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You make me want to be a better man-- As Aood As It Gets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In these dreams I've loved you so, that by now I think I know what it's like to be loved by you. I will love being loved by you.-- The King and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime you'll kiss someone and know that's the person you're supposed to kissfor the rest of your life.---NEVER BEEN KISSED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The only wrong thing would be to deny what your heart truly feels.---THE MASK OF ZORRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You will see a lot of things,But they will mean nothing to you If you lose sight of the one you love.---AT FIRST SIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone you say it...YOU SAY IT RIGHT OUT LOUD....or the moment just...passes you by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.---MY BEST FRIEND'S WEDDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I would rather have had One breath of her hair,One kiss from her mouth,One touch of her hand,Than an eternity without it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;---CITY OF ANGELS [ OMG c'= ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've found that person you want to spend the rest of ur life with, you want the rest of ur life to begin right away."---When Harry Met Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"if two people are meant for each other, itdoesnt mean that they are meant for each other NOW."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ---pacey whitter "DAWSON'S CREEK"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know it's a cornball thing, but love is passion,obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? I say fall head over heels. Find someone you love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart... Take the risk, if you get hurt,you'll come back. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because the truth is, there is no sense living your life without this&lt;/span&gt;. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love -- well,you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived... Stay open. Who knows? Lightning could strike.&lt;/em&gt;---MEET JOE BLACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man: "Will you love me for the rest of my life?"Woman: "I will love you for the rest of mine."&lt;/em&gt;---PHENOMENON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guarantee it won't be easy. I guarantee that at one point One or both of us is going to want to leave.But I also guarantee that If I don't ask you to be mine, I am going to regret it For the rest of my lifeBecause I know in my heart You are the only one for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---RUNAWAY BRIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"The only feeling of real loss is when you love someone, more than you love yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;---GOOD WILL HUNTING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot find true love where it does not truly exist. And you cannot hide it where it truly does.---KISSING A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I created my very own first breakup rule:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Destroy all pictures where he looks sexy and youlook happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Breakup rule No. 2: Untilemotionally stabilized, enter no stores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Breakuprule No. 3: Never stop thinking about him, evenfor a moment. because that's the moment he'llappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And finally, the most important breakuprule: No matter who broke your heart or how longit takes to heal, you'll never get through itwithout your friends.&lt;/span&gt;---Carrie, from the sitcom SEX AND THE CITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;" i miss you so much it hurts"---SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Half my days i cannot bear not to touch you,the rest of the time i feel it doesn't matter if i ever see you again. It isn't the mortality,it is how much you can bear....."---THE ENGLISH PATIENT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you believe in love? I bet you don't, you're probably too sensible for that. Have you ever seen someone and you know that if only that person really know you, they'd dump the perfect model they were with and realize that you are the one they want to grow old with? Have you ever fallen inlove with someone you've never talked to? Haveyou ever been so alone you spent the night confusing a guy in a coma?&lt;/em&gt;---WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"i'm here to love you, to hold you in my arms and to protect you. i'm here to learn from you and to receive your love in return. i'm here coz there's no other place to be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;---MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"When you kiss someone, everything around you becomes hazy... and the only thing in focus is you and this person... And you realize that this person is the only person you should be kissing for the rest of your life... And for one moment,you get, this amazing gift... And you wanna laugh and you wanna cry... Cuz you feel so luckythat you've found it and so scared that it'll goaway all at the same time..."&lt;/span&gt;---NEVER BEEN KISSED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;if two people love each other, but just cant seem to put things together, when would that point be.. when one would say enough is enough?NEVER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;---THE MEXICAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"There are some people who meet that somebody that they cannever stop loving, no matter how hard they try.I wouldn't expect you to understand that, or even believe it, but trust me, there are some love that don't go away. And maybe that makes them crazy, but we should all be lucky to end up with that somebody who has a little of that insanity. &lt;strong&gt;Somebody who never lets go. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somebody who cherishes you foreve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;--- Ally Mc Beal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i never knew guys could cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i never knew guys get heartbroken over girls too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i never knew they would also have a hard time letting go and moving on.but lately, i'm proved wrong again and again by the two people i never expected to hear those words from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;funny.that every solid thing you thought you knew seems to dwindle to nothing but...mistakes. ha. lalang.&lt;br /&gt;so i ..."borrowed" this from my friend's blog. it just seems really nice quotes... God &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i'm in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;happy 16 baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i don't know what i've done to deserve you, to deserve this happiness. God i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114778192363819136?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114778192363819136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114778192363819136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114778192363819136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114778192363819136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/lovelovelove.html' title='lovelovelove'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114759934366391111</id><published>2006-05-14T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T17:35:43.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God i love the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][ dance in the rain naked and LIVE. ][&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114759934366391111?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114759934366391111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114759934366391111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114759934366391111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114759934366391111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114731552073359922</id><published>2006-05-11T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T10:45:20.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rejection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;okay so i did send it.  there were no mailerdemon so that means it was successfully sent, i had the correct message, i put all the details.  so that means it's either rejected or they haven't read it yet.  Oh God i do wish they will accept it. and that i'll be notified.  Newspapers are expensive and i just can't buy one everyday... :( sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;im a bitch.  im controlling.  i dominate over people i find pathetic, over people who cannot reject me.  thus i look up to people who do not give me all their attention because it poses a challenge. hamper my temper Oh God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hay...aun lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114731552073359922?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114731552073359922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114731552073359922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114731552073359922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114731552073359922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/rejection.html' title='rejection'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114719286863484926</id><published>2006-05-10T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T00:41:08.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;A survey.and survey.and survey.&lt;hr /&gt;1.)First thing you do in the morning&lt;br /&gt;-- check my phones and look at the time.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Favorite game when you were highschool&lt;br /&gt;-- hm...i don't know? ooh..thum-wrestling.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Person you always wanna text&lt;br /&gt;-- no one, really.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Things you wanna change in your past&lt;br /&gt;-- hm..ewan.nothing much..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Would you like to travel in your past?&lt;br /&gt;-- yes...!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Wat'ya looking for in a guy/girl (friend)?&lt;br /&gt;-- sweet.nice.ayaw ko ng clingy...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) What dessert do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;-- chocolate ice cream :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) You're turned off if?&lt;br /&gt;-- too arrogant or cocky&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) Have you ever been in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;-- uh-huh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) First BF/GF?&lt;br /&gt;-- hmmmm...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) You wanna read the book______ right now?&lt;br /&gt;-- memoirs of a geisha.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) Where do you wanna go?&lt;br /&gt;-- coron, palawan.  i miss that place :( it's so beautiful there..!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) Do you like textin?&lt;br /&gt;-- okay lang..i can live without it..basta pwede tumawag :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) Do you like chattin?&lt;br /&gt;-- okay lang..parang texting din..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Honor student?&lt;br /&gt;-- hindi nga umaabot eh :(&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) highest grade?&lt;br /&gt;-- hs?...97 i think. college..uno! :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) Are you good looking?&lt;br /&gt;-- hindi...ka...nagkakamali. yuck ang vain...!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) Are you thinking of your special someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;-- not really. mejo worried lang.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) Silent type or not?&lt;br /&gt;-- half-half.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) Funny or serious?&lt;br /&gt;-- half-half.knows when to be funny and knows when to be serious.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) If someone tells you "I Love you" what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;-- depende kung sino syempre...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) If someone kicks you what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;-- turn around and slap the hell out of that ass.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) Are you passionate?&lt;br /&gt;-- on most things, yes. :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.) Do you like surprises?&lt;br /&gt;-- hm...half-half. if it's the kind of surprise that will wreck you..no thanks!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.) If you like him/her you will____&lt;br /&gt;-- get to know the person of course..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.) Do you cry over boys/girls?&lt;br /&gt;-- ehem.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.) Are you inlove?&lt;br /&gt;-- next question?...i don't really know.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.) Do you wanna die? Why?&lt;br /&gt;-- now? hindi naman...wag muna.i feel okay pa naman.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.) What bores you?&lt;br /&gt;-- boring stuff ;)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.) Special moment with a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;-- hm?...wla pa eh.siguro if i go out on a candlelit dinner, un ang special&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.) Last person you talked to (CP)?&lt;br /&gt;-- hmm..chie ata.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.) Last person you gave your sweetest smile? Why?&lt;br /&gt;-- sweetest smile? wla!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.) Cakes or ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;-- both!! yummy! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************************&lt;p&gt;1. nahahalata mo ba pag may gusto sayo isang tao?&lt;br /&gt;? hindi.meron bang nagkagusto? hmm..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ok naman lovelife mo ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;? what lovelife? what "okay"?!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. naranasan mo na bang tumakas sa bahay para lang makita mahal mo?&lt;br /&gt;? uh..no?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. uso pa ba diga ngayon? alam mo na, ung nanliligaw?&lt;br /&gt;? skn oo. i think it's part tlga in a relationship eh!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. nung natulog ka kagabi, anong huli mong inisip?&lt;br /&gt;? God i'm sleepy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. napanood mo ba american idol kagabi?&lt;br /&gt;? nuh-uh.  i don't watch that.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. naniniwala ka bang bading naman talaga si uma?&lt;br /&gt;? aba ewan.if he is, no problemo.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. anong mas ok? mafall sa bagong tao o bumalik sa pinakamamahal mong ex?&lt;br /&gt;? mafall sa bago noh..ano'ng bumalik? past is past!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. halata ka ba pag inlove ka na?&lt;br /&gt;? i think so? oo..hehe :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. nagmamatter ba pera sa isang relationship?&lt;br /&gt;? not really. not right now.siguro in the future, you have to have stability kasi eh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. alam mo ba na yung magtetext syo sa loob ng isang oras e ang taong talagang magpapasaya ha?&lt;br /&gt;? really now..hmmm..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. kaya mo bang paglaban sa parents mo yung gusto mo?&lt;br /&gt;? okay ka lang?!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. kung hawak mo lang ang future mo, anong gagawin mo?&lt;br /&gt;? study at oxford, graduate summa cum laude, be the top businesswoman five years after i graduate, earn 5million pounds a year, go back to the Philippines and serve the people.  Have my own house.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. pag nawala ba ang trust sa relationship, pro mahal mo pa sya ng malupit, worth it ba syang ibalik?&lt;br /&gt;? ewan.im trying but i just can't seem to be happy lately.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. san ang gimik mo mamaya/ bukas?&lt;br /&gt;? sa harap ng tv ng magulang ko!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. anong part ng lechon gusto mo?&lt;br /&gt;? ew wla.i don't eat that.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. kelan ka huling nakipag-make love?&lt;br /&gt;? hmmm..never?!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. mahal mo ba sya?&lt;br /&gt;? siya?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. bat di pa maging kyo?&lt;br /&gt;? ay ewan.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. pro gusto mong maging kyo?&lt;br /&gt;? ha?!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. mas sweet ba ang tao pag nakainom?&lt;br /&gt;? ah...ewan. mas maniac ata?!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. may nagawa ka na ba nung lasing ka na ni-regret mo the next day?&lt;br /&gt;? i've never been drunk..!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. anong ayaw mo sa mundo?&lt;br /&gt;? war.crimes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. anong masasabi mo sa pinag-copy paste- an mo nito?&lt;br /&gt;? you have great surveys mcanjelly.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************************************&lt;p&gt;1. Sino LOVE mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- syempre ikaw lang!! :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sino MISS mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- syempre ikaw lang!! :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sino HATE mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- aba.syempre ikaw pa rin :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sino Crush mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- ikaw pa rin :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Brand ng Shirt mo?&lt;br /&gt;--  guitar.ahehe.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Brand ng Watch mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- ewan ko..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Brand ng Footwear mo, Slippers and Shoes?&lt;br /&gt;-- usually..rl..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Brand ng phone mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- nokia..and sony ericsson.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Brand ng Shorts mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- ah..i made it. well my mum made it.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Waistline mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- i don't wanna know!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. height mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- too vertically challenged. don't ask. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. hatest Person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;-- ikaw nga..hehe :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. School mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- uap :) in ortigas.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Squatter daw school mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- really?  no one will ever dare say that.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. tuition fee ng School mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- secreto ko na un!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Sexual orientation?&lt;br /&gt;-- whazzat?!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite hot-spot?&lt;br /&gt;-- coron tlga.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Favorite TV Channel?&lt;br /&gt;-- hmm...disney? hehe :) studio 23? hbo?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Naiintindihan mo ba pinagsasasagot mo dito?&lt;br /&gt;-- slight...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Any Favorite one-liner?&lt;br /&gt;-- freak!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite Actor?&lt;br /&gt;-- none really.george clooney? richard gere?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Pangit naman un eh. agree?&lt;br /&gt;-- sino? they're hot kaya.for oldies.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite Actress?&lt;br /&gt;-- smg :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Pok-pok daw siya dati?&lt;br /&gt;-- ay hindi kaya!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Kanino mo nakuha survey na to?&lt;br /&gt;-- sa bulletin ko..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Friend mo ba siya?&lt;br /&gt;-- hm..sa friendslist ko sya eh..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Close kayo?&lt;br /&gt;-- nope.i don't even know her personally! :) she just posts great surveys.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. hindi naman daw eh?&lt;br /&gt;-- ano?!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Ows?&lt;br /&gt;-- okay...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Anu masasabi mo sa kanya?&lt;br /&gt;-- rich kid!? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Crush mo?&lt;br /&gt;-- sino?!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Maganda/gwapo ba siya?&lt;br /&gt;-- i think.based sa pic niya, she looks pretty.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Sinungaling ka eh?&lt;br /&gt;-- kapal!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Any family business?&lt;br /&gt;-- what?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Any Business?&lt;br /&gt;-- hm?!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Easy to fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;-- with someone else? pwede ba.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Masaya ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;-- now?....UH...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Any wishes?&lt;br /&gt;-- sigh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. gago ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;-- yes.grabe oo.&lt;p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;I did it.  I finally did it.  I really hope it will be accepted.  I waited one whole year to write a really good piece.  I won't reveal yet what i did because i'm afraid na baka mareject yun.  Basta i'm happy that i tried.  if it gets rejected, i'll try and try again until i write something passable enough for them to accept it.  It's almost 12:30 and my sis is still on the phone.  I'm getting quite sleepy na to stay OL ng mtagal..hmmm..un lang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114719286863484926?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114719286863484926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114719286863484926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114719286863484926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114719286863484926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/survey.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114710473030717334</id><published>2006-05-09T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T00:12:10.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Well..after chatting with him for around 4 hours, i think i'm finally becoming &lt;i&gt;un&lt;/i&gt;intrigued. Which is kind of a good thing because o16 cried again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting the hang of making poop cry. Shit i'm mad. I think i just need to calm down. I'm really wound up. Eh kasi naman. Sigh. I like tried to part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ways...three or more times already...in two days. I'm crazy. I'm mad. I'm insane. I don't like him that much anymore. Now that the puzzle is finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over. Yeah, he's really sweet and all to everyone but that's just it. I'm over. But i don't wanna tell o7 yet coz...baka bumalik. so pag talagang wala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na...tska ko na sasabihin na wala na talaga...diba? yes, smart-me :) Shit ahs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: Glow(color=pink,strength=3); WIDTH: 170px; HEIGHT: 24pxfont-family:Freestyle Script;font-size:24;color:white;"   &gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*o7_iLoveYou_o16*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. &lt;p=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"It's hard to love someone who can never be yours. Time would give you chances to talk...chances to be together...chances to share... See how it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurts? You only have chances...JUST CHANCES."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;gusto ko lang ishare...it's from my friend. I feel out of loop. Haven't really talked to anyone else. Okay, i'll just share quotes and what-nots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To fly, you have to have resistance" - Mya Lin&lt;p=center&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is not the absence of hurt, not the state of perfect happiness, not with the feeling of security. Love is surpassing all by being with that someone and knowing that she’s worth it."&lt;p=center&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are tulips in the garden, there are tulips in the park but nothing is more beautiful than are two lips meeting in the dark..." :)&lt;p=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"I tried to take the pain away by finding someone new...But then i came to realize, no one compares to you. And even if i look around pretending not to cry, i'll always go back to the day you finally said goodbye." :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yan na lang muna... Sige...wala kaya ko masabi...ay share ko muna 'tong song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIX YOU - coldplay&lt;br /&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you feel so tired but you can't sleep, stuck in reverse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and the tears come streaming down your face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you lose something you can't replace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you love someone but it goes to waste...&lt;b&gt;could it be worse?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will try to fix you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and high up above, or down below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when you're too inlove to let it go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;but if you never try, you'll never know just what you're worth...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;tears stream down on your face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you lose something you could not replace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears stream down on your face and i...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears stream down on your face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon the street where you learn from your mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears stream down on your face and i... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ignite your bones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to fix you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God i love this song. Really love this song. It just takes my breath away. In fact...this reduced me to tears when i listened to it again and again in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's ipod...last August. guess where i was then? At the guidance office. No, i was not there coz of some rap... It was...i don't know, about a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psychological test we took at the start of the sem...Nobody was there anyway so it was kind of okay lang... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you watch America's next top model? Grabe. Keenyah and Kahlen are really beautiful. And brittany of course, is &lt;i&gt;uber&lt;/i&gt;sexy. Rebecca looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like reese witherspoon which makes me hate her coz reese is pretty, therefore giving her somewhat of an edge? But not really. Keenyah tlga. Grabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun lang. see, i told you i won't watch pbbt anymore... Just seeing Nina's face flirting with bam makes me want to vomit. Kaya i didn't watch it talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe. Another sandara park-like na naman ba to? Wala lang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I love to rant.really. Shucks i am so tired. I hand-scrubbed our floors [of course it's dirty na coz when my family entered, their shoes were dusty. So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much for the cleaning part.]. Anyway. I hand-scrubbed our floors Cinderella-type. Okay i have to go now. My dad's telling me to go to sleep. Argh. I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know what happened but i'm waaay irritated. Really. I'll OL tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114710473030717334?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114710473030717334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114710473030717334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114710473030717334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114710473030717334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114701991027394030</id><published>2006-05-08T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T01:41:52.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new entry and whatnots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;we had a pretty long conversation. In fact, i saved it. And now, rereading it makes me want to cry coz i feel so stupid that i have let my defenses&lt;br /&gt;down. He said i'm responsive and i bit my tongue. i didn't want to ask what he meant by that. And i know that the time we spent was not anything&lt;br /&gt;special coz he was always like that with people. He said the main reason he tickles me is because im responsive. yes, i tickle him back or i slap him&lt;br /&gt;really hard when i want to. He hugs me whenever he hurts me physically but im used to hugs. [Sean hugs me too. And david. I hug BJ :D after all,&lt;br /&gt;he's BJ...heheheh :) the guy that we always make fun of because he is nice, but funny, in a weird kind of way.] But it is NOT anything special. As he&lt;br /&gt;said, he's still gung-ho on his girl...And i can't compete with a memory. Memories are, and always will be, hard to replace like hell. &lt;p&gt;OMG i almost died when he said..."looks like someone has a crush on someone. xDF"...Thank God i only answered with "Bakit?" &lt;p&gt;I am so dead if he ever gets to read this. Really crappy dead. And his parting words are: See you on Wednesday and then he logged out quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday? Training day. i never expected him to go to my school again after the tournament. I mean, after all, why?! Siguro, he just really wants to&lt;br /&gt;go out of the house. &lt;p&gt;He asked if i want a kiriban [a free art thing whatev] and i said yes...pink stars, white moon, and black background. He draws/sketches, whatever. I&lt;br /&gt;paint. Well, not really. I mean, i am not good. I paint what i feel and what i feel comes out nice on paper. Ahaha :) i don't know how to draw one of&lt;br /&gt;my dream drawings. A crooked hand set in black paint. With blood all around...covering half of the face of the girl. Bloody? Not really. Dark? I guess&lt;br /&gt;so. Yun nararamdaman ko before [Feb]... &lt;p&gt;God i love to blog. &lt;p&gt;And then we talked about other stuff na padaan lang...Nothing substantial, really. And i think i went crimson when he corrected me. hehe... well ganun&lt;br /&gt;talaga siya. Now i don't know why the hell i'm blogging about him for days... Shit, im crazy. Im an ass. Im stupid. This is worse than my biggest crush&lt;br /&gt;last year. Oh God i'm stupid. &lt;p&gt;I pretended i didn't know his blog. his art site. Of course i know it, i found the link on his friendster. But kunwari pa ko na i didn't know it. Syempre i&lt;br /&gt;had to keep things a secret. It's not cool to blow my "calm" cover. Truth be told, i was chatting with sarah and henry at the same time...I was telling&lt;br /&gt;henry all about my feelings and how cold my hands got. And i was chatting with sarah about inane stuff just to distract me. Nah, i miss that girl :D&lt;br /&gt;And then, there i was, going crazy about yming him...And here i am, completely, utterly TAKEN. yes, i'm stupid. i'm insane. But this is really just a&lt;br /&gt;crush so what the hell? i swear, it's just a crush. I hope it's nothing more. And hopefully, soon, something less. &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching animal planet again kanina...ang sexy talaga ng cheetah and bears...awww :D laln...i feel happy when i see those animals eh... &lt;p&gt;naku may ipis daw sa ilalim ng piano and its actually right across me...eeew yuck...!!! Im scared to death of tarantulas...flying balls [really traumatized]...&lt;br /&gt;and cockroaches. EWWW THE GERMS... ='( it can make me cry actually. haha. just thinking of the germs they bring... Shit. makes my hair stand on&lt;br /&gt;end. &lt;p&gt;I was going to make kwento about something i forgot. hmmm... &lt;p&gt;Here's a song for you...You know who you are. I'm not trying to make you cry...I just think it's bagay. I'm not making patama or whatever. I think, in&lt;br /&gt;fact, it will help you to come to better terms with your...[put in nicely] liberation [or so i think]. &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Make it easy&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you really love him, there's nothing i can do...&lt;br /&gt;don't try to spare my feelings, just tell me that we're thru...&lt;br /&gt;and make it easy on yourself, make it easy on yourself,&lt;br /&gt;coz breaking up is so very hard to do...&lt;br /&gt;And if the way i hold you can't compare to his caress,&lt;br /&gt;no words of consolation will make me miss you less&lt;br /&gt;my darling if this is goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;oh i just know i'm gonna cry...&lt;br /&gt;so run to him, before you start crying too...&lt;br /&gt;my darling if this is goodbye, oh i just know i'm gonna cry...&lt;br /&gt;make it easy on yourself...&lt;br /&gt;oh before you start to cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p=center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Freestyle Script; color:white; font-size:24; filter:Glow(color=pink,strength=3); height:24px;"&gt;*o7_iLoveSeven_o7*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you so much...!!! Kahit sobrang dami kong crush...lamo naman how i really feel ... *blush* hihi :) Maybe you don't know it but whenever&lt;br /&gt;other people call you theirs, i get really jealous. Pst. You're mine. Ha! Mine, mine, all mine. shucks i'm so possessive. And you're not texting.again!!!&lt;br /&gt;=( Hmp! Sige, make me miss you. o8 ngayon!!! &lt;p&gt;- &lt;i&gt;to the person to whom i dedicated the aforementioned song &lt;/i&gt;-SA PANAHON NGAYON. BAWAL MAGKASAKIT. awww... just kidding. DON'T&lt;br /&gt;CRY, OKAY? if you have to...well, let it out. It happens to the best of us ;) &lt;p&gt;Haaay...i love the boredom talaga. Pag dating ng pasukan, i'll probably be so busy and so tear-eyed sa sobrang puyat. Maybe i'll become so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;chinita&lt;/i&gt; from lack of sleep. Hehe...There's always a time for everything...Pagdating ng busy days ko, i'll be happy to be busy... and just freaking&lt;br /&gt;wait for my sembreak to come again... I love learning ;) weird noh? it's fascinating, really. Anyway, enough crap about my nerdiness. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i remember what i'll say, i'll still be here tomorrow to blog about it, you know. Laln. I'm damn bored. Take care :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114701991027394030?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114701991027394030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114701991027394030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114701991027394030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114701991027394030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-entry-and-whatnots.html' title='new entry and whatnots'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114698142146947439</id><published>2006-05-07T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T14:10:58.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These are some of my past poems..nung December pa to ... laln. i decided to share it here na lang. hmmm... &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I will spread my wings and I will learn how to fly…&lt;br /&gt;Someday. It will always be someday.&lt;br /&gt;I will soar and glide over the mountains of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And pursue them one by one…&lt;br /&gt;Someday. It will always be someday. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We used to be together&lt;br /&gt;And now you are gone.&lt;br /&gt;And I am all alone in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Always in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;804&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I bow my head and cry&lt;br /&gt;I reach out and catch the empty air&lt;br /&gt;I let my tears fall and huddle deeper in the corner&lt;br /&gt;With no one to save me&lt;br /&gt;No one to hold me.&lt;br /&gt;No one to love me.&lt;br /&gt;Things will never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;807&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lumilipad ang hangin sa paligid ko&lt;br /&gt;Tinakluban ang sarili ng kumot at huminga&lt;br /&gt;Nagdasal, naghintay na ang unos ay lumipas&lt;br /&gt;At nalunod sa mga panaginip na walang kaganapan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Survivor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hush, do not speak&lt;br /&gt;I am fine, I will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;Let me wallow in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;This is no different from the darkness I have been to before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? It welcomes me,&lt;br /&gt;it beckons me to hasten my step&lt;br /&gt;and to go back to the shadows&lt;br /&gt;that I am sure I belong to.&lt;br /&gt;Do not pity me, just ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;I do not need you now just as you do not need me.&lt;br /&gt;All my pride is all I have left,&lt;br /&gt;Just be quiet and let me be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will call for you quietly in my sleep, in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And yet I will never let you know,&lt;br /&gt;Even when the pain becomes too much&lt;br /&gt;Even when it kills me again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I will battle my way out&lt;br /&gt;I will struggle and prevail.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I have and always will be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;A survivor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;826&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hindi ko mailabas ang sakit sa kahapong nagdaan&lt;br /&gt;Tulala sa pag-iisip ng sasabihin.&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit ni isang salita ay walang mabanggit&lt;br /&gt;Dahil iyon na lang iyon.&lt;br /&gt;Isang kahapong nagdaan. &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;if you noticed, i only have one long poem and the rest are just stanzas/phrases...i've been trying to do that for some time now.. so there. how does it sound? well...past feelings ko na yan..trying to get over and whatever..so un lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;im damn sleepy. as in really sleepy...i chatted till 157 with a friend...grabe tgal..whoooohoo.un lang. sige ingat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;LIZ: hope you'll be okay now. mwuah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114698142146947439?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114698142146947439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114698142146947439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114698142146947439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114698142146947439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/past-stuff_114698142146947439.html' title='past stuff'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114693242834737189</id><published>2006-05-07T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T00:23:48.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions eew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;my confession&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so i have taken up to watching pbbt.  pathetic, really, i know.i didn't even watch the past ones and then i watched this.must be something with them being teens and all.At first, i watched it just to, you know, satisfy my curiousity.Then... They started talking about love which is just like one of my most favorite topics in the world.So i got itty-bitty hooked.i now know that bambam &amp; nina [argh] are/were bestfriends and then bam falls in love with her.And then nina starts making &lt;i&gt; lambing &lt;/i&gt; to fred na and they got really lovey-dovey while bam [i have to admit] acts immaturely enough to even erase my sympathy for him.&lt;p&gt;hands down, the cutest couples for me are: Matt [my crushie] and Olyn...and of course, Kim and Mikee! [when i first saw Mikee, i thought, oh...this is the guy who's so low profile and then voila! he gets the prettiest girl in the room.  Nice! :)] &lt;p&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Nina is now evicted! YEAH!!! &lt;br /&gt;Sorry, for those Nina-lovers, i just really don't like her pa-cute and maarte ways.  Really.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...i'll narrate the history of my pbb-watching.&lt;p&gt;So the first ones were nene, right?  I never watched that.  My dad never allowed us to.  He said it was not good for us coz it was bastos raw and stuff [but now he's lax na about it].  I only know that Nene won.  In fact, the only time i ever saw Nene was on the last episode, you know, when she won? :) hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;And then the next, the pbbc [or pbb celebrity edition] and i never watched that too except for like...one episode, i think, about john pratts and when...it was down to the last four.  my MOM watched the eviction night. [funny noh? hehe.]&lt;br /&gt;And then eto na.  Even before classes ended, i heard about pbbt na and how people were joking about joining it.  [i thought kaypee and rb really were going to join it though. teeheehee.]  Then one day, Yan asked me if i watch that coz Chinggay, Rb, and someone else, i forgot, watches it daw.  They were supposedly hooked on it.  I said no.  i don't watch that or the ones before that.  i was just not interested before.  Tapos i caught my eldest sister watching one episode when i barged in my parents' room.  i said "Ew, you watch that?!"  Then she said "Ka-age mo lang sila, o."  i really got weirded out to tell you the truth.  And then sam sends this gms about pbbt, about joaquin [who we both hate now] kasi she's so mad at him. hehe... so finally, one day, i was too bored and then i clicked on studio 23 and there they were.  they were having a bath and i was waaay beyond bored.  And then evening episode came in ABS and they were talking about love!  My God, i really watched it! me, having a crush and all, and i got hooked on that episode.  haha! :)&lt;p&gt;So that's my pathetic story.  Although now that Nina is out of the house, i think my interest will lessen.  i just really want her to get evicted eh.  Haha!  But i think i will catch a few episodes or wait for Sam's updates on what's happening in pbbt now that a new girl will come in...  Nice,,,i wanna see whether Fred and her will connect.  Hehehehe...moving on...&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching animal planet kanina [i do so sometimes] and they were talking about a couple of animals' defenses and then they got to talking about their horns and stuff.&lt;p&gt;FYI:  do you know that animals' horns are actually hardened skin? :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I gotta go now.  i can't type anymore...&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i hate my stalker with passion.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;g'nyt...&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114693242834737189?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114693242834737189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114693242834737189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114693242834737189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114693242834737189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/confessions-eew.html' title='confessions eew'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114682842140595824</id><published>2006-05-05T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T19:27:01.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrong identity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i had a really...funny [at least for me] afternoon.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the start, sobrang boring talaga - as in boredom galore - kanina...Then around 5pm, a snotty girl called me up.  At the start, she was laughing [now that i think about it, she must have been crying out of rage.]  Eh mejo malabo ung connection [she called sa sun phone ko] and asked me if i know her.  Natuwa pa ko coz i thought it was mimi na nangtrtrip.  SAbi ko pa "si mia!" hehe!  Tapos binaba.  And then tumawag ulit.  Ibang voice na.  Sabi, "Hello, eto gf ng stalker mo.  Wag ka magalala, hindi ka niya guguluhin."  I called mimi up, asking her kung siya ba ung tumawag.  sabi niya hindi daw and i realized na hindi nga, ibang voice eh...  So i called up the girl.  This was our conversation:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ME:  Hello?  Sino 'to?  [i talked pleasantly, i swear.  I mean, i was shocked.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;GF:  Bakit, kailangan ko ba sabihin kung sino ko? [super taray voice]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ME:  Eh tumawag ka eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;GF:  Pinag-tritripan lang kita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ME:  Sino ka ba?  [By this time, i was getting quite confused.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;GF:  Sino ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ME:  Tumawag ka nga eh...&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she put down the phone!  Grabe.  So i called mimi again tapos natatawa rin siya [i think]...  Tapos i texted Liz, Coop, and Chie.  Si Liz, thank&lt;br /&gt;God, calmado.. Si coop and chie, galit na galit, grabe!  Haha...  They wanted the number and they wanted to fight with the person buti na lang i&lt;br /&gt;persuaded them both not to...Although mejo mahirap coz talgang galit na galit sila...Gusto awayin ni Coop un guy..si chie, ung gf...  So i texted the gf:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know you and i certainly don't know who your boyfriend is.  I think you have the wrong number.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she was surprised coz wrong # nga.  So she apologized again and again.  Thank God i kept chie and coop from texting her.  That would have resulted into a big fight or whatever.  lalo na, iba talaga pag girl, murahan diba...Laln.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe i have a nasty head ache.  Sigh.  Ayaw ko na talaga siya maging crush.  I mean, look at what happened, inaway ako kanina.  Eh may gf din siya&lt;br /&gt;eh...Loko talaga yang si liz.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIZ:  Hindi si genghis khan favorite ko eh...Si Attila the Hun favorite ko sa mongol conquest eh... ;)  Kaw talaga...Porque mahilig ka sa CHInese eh...&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ayun lang.  i just wanted to share that...ayun lang...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang bored ako kanina...pinuno ko ng gms inbox ng mga friends ko..hehe :) aun lang..sige, sige..gtg..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana maayos na ni fayerz blog ko..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faye, thanks po :) mwuah! mwuah!&lt;br /&gt;Coop, love you. :) that was so sweet... :)&lt;br /&gt;*16* Thanks b.. laln :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;hay..i'm inlove with james blunt's song : Goodbye my Lover... ang ganda ng song eh..laln.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Don't give in under the pressure of your own demands +&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ phoenix +&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114682842140595824?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114682842140595824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114682842140595824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114682842140595824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114682842140595824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/wrong-identity.html' title='wrong identity.'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114667634578164884</id><published>2006-05-04T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T01:20:22.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new day, new entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;bumabalik na naman pagsusuka ko. whenever i feel full, lagi akong muntik sumuka...pero pinipigilan ko talaga...ewan ko...lately, sobrang onti ng&lt;br /&gt;capacity ko for food...as in onti.anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i want.wla lang. ang gusto ko..hinaharana ako. kinakantahan..tinutugtugan ng gitara..sobrang maaatract ako pag ganun. hihi :) lalo na pag malambing&lt;br /&gt;ung boses..o mababa.nakakatuwa lang talaga..kahit anong song..kahit sobrang corny.in fact, mas maaaliw nga ko kung corny kasi..parang kahit corny,&lt;br /&gt;kakantahan ka pa rin..hihi :) ewan ko..inaaliw ko lang sarili ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;so eto nanaman ako..i talked to jamiel [cui] kanina about hers...and my crush.ang funny nga eh.nagbukingan kami..lalang. un tlga, naaliw ako.i know i&lt;br /&gt;need to talk to someone [as in real conversations and everything] but wala akong makausap..or at least, wala akong mahanap na kausap na you know.&lt;br /&gt;basta un.tapos tlgang naaliw ako sknya.kwentuhan to the max kami until ginamit ng ate ko un fone..sayang, enjoy pa naman ako. laln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang msya mga tao ngayon ah? hehe..baliktad ang mundo.si aya ang masya at madaldal ngayon. laln.tapos ang saya ng mga tao.im not jealous or&lt;br /&gt;anything over their happiness.im just...down.and not in any mood to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*o16* is asking stuff about my crush.i don't wanna discuss it naman. kasi syempre, mssktan lang siya if i talk about him pa diba.. ayaw ko siyang saktan&lt;br /&gt;tapos siya naman magtatanong. wag naman ganun.. hay :( sige, open kung open pero wag ganun..kasi nagtatanong siya ng mga bagay na maaaring&lt;br /&gt;makasakit sknya..dba..haaaay.aun lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;sobrang blogging ako ngayon. i just really need someone to chat with.to take my mind off my troubles and what nots. i've been reading his profile again&lt;br /&gt;and again. sobrang mysterious nya kasi. intriguing.really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;okay, this might sound a bit strange and vain or whatever but i have a song for myself. haha ... it's the song na gusto kong kantahin niya sa'kin.&lt;br /&gt;NARDA. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;"ako'y napatingin sa dalagang nababalot ng hiwaga...&lt;br /&gt;mapapansin kaya sa dami ng yong ginagawa... kung kaagaw ko ang lahat may pagasa bang makilala ka&lt;br /&gt;awit na nanawagan baka sakaling napakikingan pag-ibig na palaisipan sa kanta nalang idaraan&lt;br /&gt;nagaabang sa langit sa mga ulap sumisilip sa likod ng mga tala kahit sulyap lang darna&lt;br /&gt;ang swerte nga naman ni ding lagi ka nyang kapiling kung ako sa kanya niligawan na kita&lt;br /&gt;tumalon kaya ako sa bangin para lang iyong sagipin&lt;br /&gt;ito ang tanging paraan para mayakap ka&lt;br /&gt;darating kaya sa dami ng ginagawa kung kaagaw ko sila paano na kaya" &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's a really sweetie song. no im not into kamikazee. un song lang na un. ang sweet kasi eh... ='( sino kaya kakanta niyan sa'kin? i'll wait. aha. joke lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;okay i'll talk about him here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i thought he's younger? He's not. okay technically he is coz i'm 8 months older but we're still of the same age. He's really...active [for lack of a better&lt;br /&gt;term] and he loves to make me &lt;i&gt;kulit &lt;/i&gt;for some inane reason. Well not just me, pati my friends..pero usually ako. moving on. He is so freaking&lt;br /&gt;mysterious. I thought he was just this "makulit" guy but he's actually not. i actually think that's just a facade [this is such a john lloyd-bea alonzo story.]&lt;br /&gt;coz when i read his blog [yes i actually "stumbled" upon it], he is SO serious. even his profile is serious. and he's sarcastic. smart. and short. hihi :D&lt;br /&gt;this year..so far..twice ko pa lang siya nakikita..nung hatawan [yes, he's sporty] and one practice..where we didn't make "pansin" much. And he is so&lt;br /&gt;full of teen angst. and he loves books. and he's a freaking stickler for english. [OMG i love that in people.] and he's caring [sobra.] and he's a freaking&lt;br /&gt;OL player. and lastly. he's artsy [baka kasi mabasa niya to bigla kaya im saying words my way.hehe]. Basta nakakatuwa talaga siya. We even fought&lt;br /&gt;about hP kasi he said di daw "actor" and i said he's still a cutee. hehe :) it's true naman kasi noh!!! well i guess...considering he's a guy, he'll probably&lt;br /&gt;say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;but he doesn't like me, okay? His profile says..."It's complicated"...okay, pwede magsinungaling sa friendster. but he's way too damn serious to joke&lt;br /&gt;about that noh...so i guess, may ka m.u siya or whatever...and i saw a "picture"...tapos straight un hair nung girl...na nakaupo somewhere...and it&lt;br /&gt;certainly isn't me. so there's no danger of his liking me back or whatever...and besides...basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;if .... reads this? iyak yun, sobra. yes, i'll be open about anything but not about him. coz it will only hurt you... and i don't want to hurt you.coz if i hurt&lt;br /&gt;you, i might lose you again. ayaw :'( wag muna. i'm happy with you eh ='(...kahit ilan pa crush ko. hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ay ang seryoso ko ba? laln...onga seryoso ko...kasi naman..wla lang..seryoso lang mood ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Nag-OL siya tapos biglang nagoffline.i guess ayw niya magchat or whatever. pero hyaan ko na lang...i'll let her be muna... sigh. i'm really sorry. sigh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:French Script MT; color:black; font-size:24; filter:Glow(color=pink,strength=3); height:24px;"&gt;*o7o16_0seven0sixteen0_o7o16*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;yes i like him. i do. but not that much. he's just intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;but no. i don't love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ayan..now i'm listening to silence [well except for the whirling of the electric fan] and it's nice...when it's silent, you can hear the silent beating and the&lt;br /&gt;whispers of your [or my] heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;gusto ko talaga sumama sa team-building namin...kasi i really love to be close to nature [excepting the icky insects and of course dangerous animals]&lt;br /&gt;and we'll go to a falls daw eh..that's nice. wala lang..ayun lang... :( i feel sad coz i want to be with them naman even for some time. hay. besides i&lt;br /&gt;know it will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;this is one of my entries na talagang MAHABA. walang survey. just plain rants..feelings...ang sarap ilabas eh...maybe i should create another secret&lt;br /&gt;blog where...no one will go too..where no one will see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;in the beginning, this blog was a huge secret. In fact, only a few people really know this blog. And then they linked me. And then their friends linked&lt;br /&gt;me. And then whatever. That is why there are now some people that i am not close to who knows my blog...i love my privacy. that's why i don't use&lt;br /&gt;the friendster blog because it is so public. and i'm not okay with that..but i think you have the option if you want everyone or only a few select to be&lt;br /&gt;able to have access to it, right? but im not sure..and i'd rather keep my privacy [or at least, what i have left] in this blog. Besides, in friendster kasi, you&lt;br /&gt;have [i think] a limited space to be creative eh..dito..talagang do it your way! laln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll explain my fetish for the "phoenix" pseudonym. Well a phoenix is a mythological bird [i think it's from the Greeks]...It's usually red and gold [Oooh yuck&lt;br /&gt;uap colors.haha!]. For a certain time [i think either until 500years or more], they live and grow old. And then they burst into a ball of flames and die...&lt;br /&gt;and after some moments, they rise from the ashes [ugly of course] as a newborn...and then they raise into a more majestic plummage than ever.&lt;br /&gt;According to hP...they are highly faithful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;kaya ayun...i realized that it's a good representation of thy self... For one thing...i go thru a lot of hell...and i die [from so much pain, emotionally or&lt;br /&gt;figuratively or whatever] and then after i die, i'm reborn...shining anew...I'm stronger after every challenge...i'm better after all the pain... kaya&lt;br /&gt;ayun...that's why i chose it...dati, laging heart ang symbol ko coz i love LOVE and i love TO LOVE...pero it's so common...so now i use phoenix. gusto&lt;br /&gt;ko tuloy palitan un picture ko from "love princess" to "phoenix princess"...pero un na ang name ko sa bluetooth... besides...i can have as many&lt;br /&gt;pseudonyms as i want. but i love phoenix the best. Faithful? Yes...sobra. After ba naman ng aking pagtruth searching a more than a year ago...&lt;br /&gt;diba..laln..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG i just heard that my friend and n-d- broke up. gulat tlga ko!! tapos sya pa un nakapgbreak eh ang alam ko mahal na mahal niya un..eh ayw na daw&lt;br /&gt;niya ng ganun...so i guess...ganun talaga...gulat talaga ko. wala lang. parang biglaan? hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway...why do i call myself a goddess? kasi makapal ang mukha ko. seriously, un reason ko ... hehe :) hehe. nainspire lang ako kay diana -&lt;br /&gt;goddess of the moon- and venus - goddess of love-...kaya un...ako kaya? goddess of what? the love moon? enk corny! laln...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the freak texted again. it really freaked me out once more. sobra. he's scary. i hope i'll know who he is soon. kasi ippablock ko na sim niya. if hindi&lt;br /&gt;pwede un...i'll change my number. i swear i will. sabi nila mimi&amp;amp;silver jamiel...baka daw siya un. i doubt it. kasi nga 1. He doesn't like me. 2. I doubt&lt;br /&gt;that he will waste load para lang mangtrip. 3. He didn't ask anyone for my number. 4. He's too serious and too busy to joke like that. 5. Hindi siya&lt;br /&gt;ganun kasama. Nagagalit na siya sknya....hehe :) ang bad naman kasi niya eh =s sana tumigil na siya...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;osige...eto na lang muna...i feel a little exhausted. ingat kayo lagi...sigh. &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;*LOVE SUCKS. It brings pain in your heart and tears in your eyes...but you know why love really sucks? It's because sometimes your damn best wasn't good enough to make it last...* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*Mahal mo : ayaw sa'yo... Ayaw mo : Mahal ka... May gusto sa'yo : Friends lang ang kaya... Umalis si MAHAL, dumating si BAGO... Bumalik si EX, iyak si BAGO... Alis si EX, wala na si BAGO... Mga gago talaga mga tao...*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114667634578164884?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114667634578164884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114667634578164884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114667634578164884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114667634578164884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-day-new-entry.html' title='new day, new entry'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114666683369054799</id><published>2006-05-03T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:33:53.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flick the pain away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[1] What color is most reflective of you?&gt; white siguro..kasi w/o it, there's darkness..and white is just pure [im not but i like it] and it's clean. ewan.basta un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[2] How did you get the idea for your profile name?&gt; one of my dream careers? ... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[3] What time were you born?&gt; 6pm. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[4] What song are you playing now, or wish youwere playing?&gt; goodbye my lover. for some inane reason, i am so loving that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[5] Has the death of a celebrity ever made youcry?&gt; uh..no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[6] What color underwear are you wearing?&gt; gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[7] Do you want a baby?&gt; as in child? yes.two or three.i like kids :) lalo na, the sweet ones. but i do have babies.lots of them.as in.and they &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt;all call me mommy. hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[8] What do you wish to do now?&gt; sleep? get away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[9] Whats the highlight of your day?&gt; today? hm..the afternoon i spent with my arnis team mates? it was really fun in a &lt;i&gt;kalog&lt;/i&gt; kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[10] What is your pet's name?&gt; tix.ahehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[11] What color are your bed sheets?&gt; hmmm...i think red. yeah, it's red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[12] What are the last 4 digits of your phonenumber?&gt; 6064.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[13] What was the last concert you attended?&gt; ewan.too long to remember. i feel like a bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[14] Who was with you?&gt; ewan ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[15] What was the last movie you saw?&gt; i forgot.hm..i guess shrek2..hehe :) dito sa house lang un..nung isang araw sa hbo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[16] Who do you dislike most at this moment?&gt; wla naman? well aside from biennyerz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[17] What food do you Crave right now?&gt; wla!! i am freaking full//bumabalik na naman un vomiting attitude ko eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[18] Did you dream last night?&gt; uh yeah.it's so freaking gross!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[19] What was the last TV show you watched?&gt;i think..kaninang umaga un..myx daily top ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[20] What is your fave kind of jewelry?&gt; necklaces..un..pearl necklace.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[21] What is to the left of you?&gt; the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[22] What was the last thing you ate?&gt; pizza..yummmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[23] Who is your best friend?&gt; si tix of course :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[24] Write a song lyric that's in your head?&gt; "goodbye my lover...goodbye my friend..you have been the one..you have been the one for you...i've been addicted to you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[25] Who last YMed you?&gt; right now..im chatting with jamiel and sarah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[26] Where is your significant other right now?&gt; sa bahay ng kaniyang tita.. laln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[27] Do you have a crush/ or special someone?&gt; both.yes.sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[28] What is his/her name?&gt; hm..i can't mention it here noh!!the answ to the 2nd one..*o16*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[29] When was the last time you cut your hair?&gt; i forgot na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[30] Are you on any meds?&gt; uhm..not really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[31] Do you have a mental disease?&gt; sometimes i think i do.hehehe...okay this is the first time i really laughed for the past few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[32] What shirt are you wearing?&gt; it's a nytie..uhm...pale violet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[33] What time is it?&gt; 1033 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[34] What color is your hair?&gt; reeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaally dark brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[35] What is your fave frozen treat?&gt; arcee dairy chocolate ice cream.  i'll love you like hell if you give me one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[36] Are you sexy?&gt; of course i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[37] What's your favorite store?&gt; i don't and never have shopped here.but i love marks and spencer.. tapos..yrys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[38] Are you thirsty?&gt; yes..whenever i drink coke, i get reeeeaaaally thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[39] Can you imagine yourself ever gettingmarried?&gt; uhm?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[40] Who's someone you haven't seen in a while and missed?&gt; chie.chie.chie.really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114666683369054799?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114666683369054799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114666683369054799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114666683369054799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114666683369054799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/flick-pain-away.html' title='flick the pain away.'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114666376765621804</id><published>2006-05-03T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:04:34.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rantings of a teen queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;now this is what blogs really are for: for letting out all those pent-up feelings when you just can't seem to find that one person who you know will listen. and since no one will, why not rant about it somewhere? the bad thing is, no one can't even comment here.i am not yet up to the challenge of figuring out the mistake in my template so that comments can finally be posted. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway, just got home after that delicious meal from pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on...i saw setim on my way to mega. he was going to school. i notified my friend immediately that i saw him and that he smiled and we even exchanged high fives. since my friend incessantly talks about him still, i thought it okay to tell her that i saw him and the exchange between us. unfortunately, it was a mistake on my part. seems like she doesn't want to know about that. she didn't want to see that one picture a while ago and yet she wanted to see their pictures together last march.dame.i don't get it. really, i don't. that is just way too confusing. she's so intent in ruining his life.i don't get why though, i just let her be eventhough it won't really do her any good. if she's happy on meddling up his life, fine. i keep on reminding her to just stop it, to stop thinking about him and yet just last night, we talked for hours about him. argh. i just don't really get it. and now i feel so bad and so guilty. i don't know when's the "correct" time to talk to her. i don't want this to break into a huge fight. she's not mad. i guess she's down coz he smiled. she doesn't want him to be happy. but his smiling doesn't really mean he's happy lately. she knows him. she knows that he never shows his real feelings; his pain. i just don't get it. from now on, i'll just keep quiet. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't see him today. i'm so finished with ian. i saw ian this afternoon and i was like...okay. i was more excited to see yonatz. haha :D anyway, im just really (o_o) right now. so feeling blanked out. sigh. sigh. sigh. anyway, as i was saying, i didn't see newbie today. which is just as good. i listened to "goodbye my lover" and i realized that i love...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there IS a difference between all my crushes and love. i may get all excited whenever i see him but that's just it. love just isn't about kilig moments or whatever. sigh. no matter how &lt;i&gt;kilig&lt;/i&gt; i might get, that just isn't love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i just really feel down..sobra..sigh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm feeling so anti-people right now.kanina sobrang high ko because of the sugar rush sa coke..ngayon sobrang down.damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;im trying my best na hindi magmura eh.hehe...new practice. sigh. sigh. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;tapos my mum seems inclined not to allow me to majayjay laguna with the varsity. it's so far daw. okay i'm 18 and my sisters are already old. but still, won't i ever be allowed to stay out late? sometimes i think it's just so unfair. i really wanna go. and have some fun this summer. damn tlga. sobrang argh! sigh. sigh. sigh :'( kaiyak. ewan ko, sobrang nabadrip lang tlga ko..hay.hay. hay.tama na nga to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;+ drown me +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114666376765621804?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114666376765621804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114666376765621804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114666376765621804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114666376765621804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/rantings-of-teen-queen.html' title='rantings of a teen queen'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114662349147149634</id><published>2006-05-03T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T10:31:31.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i am such a stalker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;laln.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe i should start calling all my close friends "hun"..."dear"...laln.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haha :P it just comes out naturally. the socialite endearment. EW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway...i feel like a dumb ass.for some reason, whenever i'm around really smart people and they start talking about stuff i cannot relate to, i feel dumb.and lost.not to mention the feeling of just drifting away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im not flirting with...him.okay.ganun lang tlga ko sa guys..henry's the first one na ganun ako. who can blame me? he's so freaking huggable, i swear.and so nice :) henry's really nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway..so aun na nga.no matter how many guy's hand i hold..no matter how many guys touch my fingertips.. [yes, he did that.gulat tlga ko nun.]...it doesn't mean anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sigh.this is such a boring summer.i LOVE it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haye....................i'm off to school and fool around with my friends..baka matagalan pa bago kami magkita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh dear Lord. thank you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sana po payagan ako sa trip ng varsity!!!!!!!!!!! grabe!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haye..un lang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;+ phoenix +&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114662349147149634?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114662349147149634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114662349147149634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114662349147149634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114662349147149634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/haye.html' title='haye'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114653987823727402</id><published>2006-05-02T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T11:17:58.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah and what nots</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just went for free commenting..i hope it works..sigh. laln..haaay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;whoever he/she is..i hope magstop na sya.he's actually freaking me out.big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;napaka-stalkerish.laln..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;weeeee...sna di nya 'to mabasa.shit naman.sna lang tlga he's stalker 'tude doesn't extend up to here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ang freaky kaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay, so i won gold.im the only girl (out of four) in our varsity who won the gold. and im so surprised because i came to play.to &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; win &lt;strong&gt;bronze.&lt;/strong&gt;. not gold. somehow, i think i'm the most surprised person of all. coz ... hello? it's me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;okay.i have this...&lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; for someone.like lang naman..pero ngayon, wala-wala naman na...so why the hell am i looking up his friendster?! shit!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;ang cute nya.damn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.sna wlang makabasa nito.which is next to impossible. okay. let's revise it.sana hindi to umabot kay...o7 kasi lagot na naman ako!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;haaay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;okay..so we had a mini fight last night. it's one of those fights na unsettled pero hayaan na lang. i think naman, nagets nya un complaints ko..  sige na nga..i guess i better go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hay.hay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;lalang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;it is such a boring, lazy, crispy-hot summer. and i love it.i love the boring&lt;em&gt;ness&lt;/em&gt; of this crispilicious summer. if only im in bohol, roasting myself in a bikini. now that would top my lovely summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have one fantasy. and i want it to be fulfilled. okay, so it's not just one fantasy. a couple of fantasies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. i want to swim with dolphins.i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. i want to experience a shipwreck [where of course, i'll survive]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. i want to see a shark up close and drive him crazy [w/c, as they say, is one talent of moi]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4. i REALLY want to go bungee jumping with sharks waiting for me at the bottom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5. i want to eat 1 gallon of arcee dairy ice cream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay.so it kinda sounds so...suicidal. but it's not.i just have this thing for sharks.im a teeny-bit of a daredevil when it comes to myself. shit i want to go rappelling. and just friggin' rig the rope so i'll just go sliding down the mountain top continously.and stop when i want to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6. i want to fall from the sky and spread my wings and soar through the clouds.&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dude what you got for me is something i don't need...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;note to self:&lt;/em&gt;  don't do anything you'll regret later...!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114653987823727402?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114653987823727402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114653987823727402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114653987823727402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114653987823727402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/blah-and-what-nots.html' title='blah and what nots'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114653662525208228</id><published>2006-05-02T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T10:23:45.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback" rel="tag"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114653662525208228?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114653662525208228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114653662525208228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114653662525208228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114653662525208228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/05/haloscan-commenting-and-trackback-have.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114620409199585200</id><published>2006-04-28T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T14:01:32.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sono spaventato per amarla. Ciò sono spaventato una volta ancora, cadrò appena quando lei me lascia va. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sono spaventato di tutto il dolore che sentirò una volta ancora. ho paura lo scontrare.e bruciare. il coz questo tempo so che quando cado, sarà più duro per sorgere dalle ceneri che diventerò.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dunque cancella il mio paure.e me ama con un amore cosí puro e cosí vero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So che lei hanno paura ed ancora i suoi sforzi sono il palpable. non sono cieco, né sono girando un occhio cieco verso lei ai tempi lei dà a suo migliore per farme sente cosí amato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So che lei ama il me.ed ancora le mie paure non sono infondate. Sono basati su un passato che ho avuto l'opportunità per prevalere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So che a un certo tempo nella mia vita, cadrò. so che cadrò per lei. Darme un tempo per essere assente da lei il coz durante poi, imparo a amarla il più.ed apprezza la felicità lei me dà la vita con appena un testo semplice, un messaggio semplice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Il bambino - una parola semplice ed ancora lei me chiama con quell'affetto basta fare la mia mattina un buono un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;L'ho doluta ed ancora lei è tuttavia qui. Sempre rimbalzare posteriore per amarme più. e ripetutamente ed ancora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Non sono perfetto ed ancora nei suoi occhi, non sono. E so perché. Perché lei me ama. ed in tutto lei fa, non importa quanto non lo crederei piuttosto, se soltanto mie risparmiare dal dolore, non posso negare l'amore nei suoi occhi, nella sua voce, nelle sue azioni. Non so che mai ho fatto per meritare amore cosí dolce da tale persona che può dare cosí molto ed ancora qui lei è con me, me amando e pulire che le mie lacrime asciugano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;L'amo. faccio realmente. E no non negherò che lei abbia che porta a farme cade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lei non può giocare la chitarra o qualunque strumento. Lei non può essere esperto in qualunque sport. Non lei l'accademicamente-inclinare. Ma posso vedere che nelle cose che importa nella vita, lei abbonda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So che posso dipenderla da. So che lei tutto farà per me dare il conforto migliore nella vita. e per ciò, la ringrazio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;L'amo il bambino. L'amo.&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/9719905-114620409199585200?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114620409199585200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114620409199585200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114620409199585200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114620409199585200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/04/sono-spaventato-per-amarla.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114620050979374352</id><published>2006-04-28T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T13:03:29.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You must tell 5 people about this game.&lt;br /&gt;• *07* is the one that you love.&lt;br /&gt;• *07 is one you like but can't work out.&lt;br /&gt;• You care most about mia.&lt;br /&gt;• chie is the one who knows you very well.&lt;br /&gt;• tix is your lucky star.&lt;br /&gt;• fix you is the song that matches with *07*.&lt;br /&gt;• crazy for you is the song for *07.&lt;br /&gt;• with a smile is the song that tells you most about YOUR mind.&lt;br /&gt;• and high is the song telling you how you feel about life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;except for the part that i care about mimi the most..the rest is pretty much true... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;*you've got to hold your head up high...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114620050979374352?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114620050979374352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114620050979374352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114620050979374352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114620050979374352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114567444871961625</id><published>2006-04-22T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T10:54:08.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee behavior="alternate"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica; color:black; font-size:18; filter:Glow(color=purple,strength=3); height:24px;"&gt; - o 16 -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I welcome you inside my life For what you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh you make me happy So very happy Once again&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand So inspired To take your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; And never take for granted What I was granted Once again&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I never thought I could love again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never thought I'd let somebody else in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never thought I could trust and then Here I am in love once again (Once again)&lt;br /&gt;You touched my heart Now I can breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; You saved my life And still I can't believe you made it happen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Made it happen Once again&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I never thought I could love again I never thought I'd let somebody else in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never thought I could trust and then Here I am in love once again (Once again)&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; And when see you baby this is when I want to scream it at the top of my lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I love you baby I know I'll never have this chance again&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I never thought I could love again I never thought I'd let somebody else in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never thought I could trust and then Here I am in love once again (Once again) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I welcome you inside my life For what you do Oh you make me happy So very happy Once again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;laln..aun lang..sabi kasi ni liz magupdate ako.o yan na! hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;grabe nacoconsensya tlga ko na i won't be able to attend danna's debut...for various reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;kasi naman bakit pa namove 'tong hatawan sa 30!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;but i'm sure.God has his reasons.and i should not complain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;so instead of mingling extensively with my so-missed friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm going to my village's fiesta w/ my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;que quelchamar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope i won't see c---- there. i don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;okay so let's discuss my pathetic condition right now in this blitzy lovable friggin' hot summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- i just got well after being sick for one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- my nails are way...&lt;em&gt;pudpod&lt;/em&gt; out of texting 18/24 hours a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- i am taken (quite possessively, i might add) of which that thing is a secret...for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*somehow i'm just not myself.  i don't want to propagate to people that i am (sadly, just kidding) taken right now.  for some odd reason, i got phobic.  kaya lang..sabi nila it would be better "daw" kung alam ng mga tao so they won't make -07016- tukso to other girls...and according to liz...para daw malaman ng mga tao na i am postively over 'ex.' eh ano ba naman un..i don't really care if they think i'm still gaga over 'ex' eh...i am positively happier with...the "now" than the "then"... aun lang.so of course she won't ever get to read this.and i don't really propagate my blog.for some odd reason, people keep finding my blog. dame!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HOW HOT ARE YOU? GET A PIECE OFPAPER AND NUMBER IT 1-11 (NO CHEATING)SEE YOUR RESULTS AT THE END OFTHETEST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. WHAT SHADE OF HAIR DO YOUHAVE?a) Dark-xb) Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2. OUT ON A DATE WOULD YOU WANTTO:a) Go to a partyb) Go out to eat-x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOROUT OF:a) Black-xb) Redc) Blued) Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4. PICK YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBY OUTOF:a) Runningb) Working outc) Playing video games-x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5. IF YOU COULD PICK A STORE OUTOF THEFOLLOWING, WHICH WOULD IT BE?a) Hollister-xb) Old Navyc) Abercrombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE PLACEOUT OFTHE FOLLOWING?a) hawaii-xb) Londonc) florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7. IN THE SUMMER WOULD YOURATHER GOTO:a) The Beach-xb) The Movies&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT IS YOUR BIRTHDAY MONTH?a) Januaryb) Februaryc) Marchd) Aprile) May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;f) Juneg) Julyh) August-xi) Septemberj) Octoberk) Novemberl) December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;9. WOULD YOU RATHER:a) Chill at homeb) Go out with friends-x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITEINSTRUMENTOUT OF:a) Guitar-xb) Bass guitarc) Drums-xd) The Triangle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11) NAME A PERSON OF THEOPPOSITE SEX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**ANSWERS** ^_^1.a. dark= sexy [5points]b. light = sweet [2 points]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2.a. go to a party = playful [2 points]b. go out to eat = romantic [5 points]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3.a. Black = Goth [2]b. Red = loud [3]c. Blue = cool [5]d. Grey = Dark [5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4.a. Running = active [2]b. Working out = cool [5]c. Playing video games = nerd [2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5.a. Hollister = tasteful [7]b.Old Navy= laid back [2]c. Abercrombie= stylish [5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6.a. hawaii = you like being aroundpeople [2]b. L.. You are quiet, and like thecold [2]c. florida = You like to party! [5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7.a. beach = tan, likes the sun [5]b. the movies = entertainment [2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;8.a. January = popular [5]b. February = lovely [2]c. March = rebellious [5]d. April = playful [5]e. May = happy [5]f. june = chills a lot [5]g. July = smooth [3]h. August = fun [5]i. September = quiet [2]j. October = out-going [3]k. November = pimpin' it [5]l. December = warm [3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;9.a. home = quiet, romantic [5]b. go out with friends =crazy [5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;10.a. guitar = eye-catching [5]b. bass-guitar = mellow [2]c. Drums = crazy [5]d. Triangle = simple [2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11. This person will fall in LOVE with you!SCORES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;UP TO 17= LOUSY GET A LIFE MAN18-20=OKAY21-35 = Rather HOTT36+ =REAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLY HOTT...SEXY !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;okay so that was boring.but i got a score of 44 so i'm pretty hot. ahaha.vanity existed in my mind for sometime there.okay..so i really don't wanna be called "hot" i'd rather be called "beautiful"...hehe :) i'm crazy.sige i gtg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i suddenly remembered why i'm OL for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really-really-really want to go to a beach and just go snorkeling - again - like we used to do in palawan...i miss palawan!!! c'= best place ever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114567444871961625?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114567444871961625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114567444871961625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114567444871961625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114567444871961625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/04/o-16-i-welcome-you-inside-my-life-for.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114389342820039661</id><published>2006-04-01T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T20:10:28.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. after class, you can see me at...&gt;&gt; walking outside the school straight to shang..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2. where do you usually hang-out?&gt;&gt; sa 5th floor acb.haha! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3. fave song(s) as for now?&gt;&gt; with a smile..narda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4. last movie you saw?&gt;&gt; chasing liberty.damn, the guy there is sizzling hot!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5. most expensive object you bought with your own money?&gt;&gt; ...i don't wanna reveal it here eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6. choose: CIGARETTES OR BEER?&gt;&gt; damn, beer na lang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7. they say "you are who you hang out with" ..&gt;&gt;i guess so.i hang out with great people.hehe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;8. have u ever fallen in love w/a friend?&gt;&gt; damn yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;9. what would you do if you caught your girl/boy &amp;bestfriend sleeping together?&gt;&gt; give them my blessing and erase them from my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;10. any pets? what are their names?&gt;&gt; my kittens! sunshine, winter, winter solstice, rose...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11. have you punched someone?&gt;&gt; uh-huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;12. what did he/she say?.&gt;&gt; i forgot na..it was fayerz.haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;13. which do u prefer? jollibee or mcdo?&gt;&gt; jollibee is waaay yummier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;14. wendy's or kfc?&gt;&gt; kfc!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;15. ever broken someone's heart?&gt;&gt;i guess so...sabi nila..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;16. ever had your heart broken?&gt;&gt; yes//unfortunately, it's always part of the "love" thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;19. what did u do to the person who broke yourheart?&gt;&gt; mercilessly make them feel remorse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;20. what's inside your pocket?&gt;&gt; i don't have a pocket right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;21. fave past time?&gt;&gt; reading endlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;22. biggest regret in life?&gt;&gt; wla for now.i'd rather learn from them than regret them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;23. worst experience you've been through?&gt;&gt; i dunno..i guess wla pa un tlgang "worst"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;24. best place you'd rather be?&gt;&gt; italy- rome in particular.or london or a cafe in paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;25. would you kiss on a 1st date?&gt;&gt;  no friggin' way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26. last time u cried?&gt;&gt; hmmm...i don't know..don't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;27. do you have a mole in your arm?:&gt;&gt; uh, none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;28. what is the color of your clothes?&gt;&gt; white sando.it's time for sandos and tank tops!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;29. how are you?:&gt;&gt; i'm okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;30. what are you going to do today?:&gt;&gt; uhm? watch tv all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;31. do you know how to sing?&gt;&gt; hmmm? ask the cats who yowl when i sing :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;32. last person you texted?:&gt;&gt; angel!! [ingat!! :) miss you!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;33. describe yourself in ONE word?:&gt;&gt; amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;34. last thing you did before you slept?:&gt;&gt;talk on the phone with chie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;35. have you ever been to cebu?:&gt;&gt;  yes..,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;36. last chore your parents asked you to do?:&gt;&gt; wash the dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;37. when was the last time you said "cool"?&gt;&gt; hm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;38. where are you?&gt;&gt; living room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;39. have you experienced an earthquake?&gt;&gt; hindi nga eh.i never feel it whenever there's one :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i was reading my previous poems i wrote on scrap papers. i rolled my eyes on some, laughed on some, remembered past experiences, and smiled on some stuff i wrote...ang funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really did come a long way from the kiddie-me i was before..hooray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to buy persuasion..lirael, sabriel, abhorsen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i've grown up in my 18 summers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; and i still never outgrew my passion for reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's just so fascinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whoooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;laln..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sige na.haha.laln.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114389342820039661?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114389342820039661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114389342820039661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114389342820039661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114389342820039661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/04/walking-outside-school-straight-to.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114368696380389341</id><published>2006-03-30T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T10:49:23.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and then i'll wake up.i'll see you smiling in front of me with your arms opened wide to envelope me in a huge hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i took a deep breath and i can smell you and as always, you smell like heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you close my eyes with a slight touch and i can smell bacon and eggs in front of me.  you got up especially early just to give me breakfast in bed.  i turned around to kiss you and once again, just the slightest touch sent shivers down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what a nice way to wake up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i closed my eyes and this time i can smell the grass, the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i opened my eyes and there you were, still smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i didn't have to look around to know that we're secluded and we're alone.  Suddenly you brought out our lunch.  You cooked all my favorite foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Needless to say i know my face lit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;not because of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but rather of what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i closed my eyes and silence came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i know this time i'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i cried, thinking it was just a dream, that in my dream, for the first time, i'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then i heard voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the door opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and there you were, carrying my breakfast, with a gentle smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114368696380389341?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114368696380389341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114368696380389341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114368696380389341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114368696380389341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/03/stuff.html' title='stuff'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114368478110620724</id><published>2006-03-30T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T10:13:01.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;--Goodbye my lover-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;(james blunt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Did I disappoint you or let you down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;So I took what's mine by eternal right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Took your soul out into the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;It may be over but it won't stop there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;I am here for you if you'd only care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You touched my heart you touched my soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You changed my life and all my goals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;And love is blind and that I knew when,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;My heart was blinded by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;I've kissed your lips and held your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Shared your dreams and shared your bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you well, I know your smell.I've been addicted to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Goodbye my lover.Goodbye my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;You have been the one.You have been the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;I am a dreamer but when I wake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;And as you move on, remember me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Remember us and all we used to be, I've seen you cry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;I've seen you smile.I've watched you sleeping for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;I'd be the father of your child.I'd spend a lifetime with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;I know your fears and you know mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;We've had our doubts but now we're fine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;And I love you, I swear that's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;I cannot live without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Goodbye my lover.Goodbye my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;You have been the one.You have been the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;And I still hold your hand in mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;In mine when I'm asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;And I will bear my soul in time,When I'm kneeling at your feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Goodbye my lover.Goodbye my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;You have been the one.You have been the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;okay..so maybe this isn't wholly appropriate for just one person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;1. Talk to someone you like: *yes..my friends..seeing na natulugan ko nnmn si poop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;2. Buy something: *hmmm..new clothes? hehe ... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;3. Get sick: *hmm..nasusuka ko every now and then..dunno why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;4. Sing: *i'm frustrated.hehe..i just sang the song i posted before this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;5. Talk to an ex: * ex what? lover? ahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;6. Miss someone: *hm..right now? wla naman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Last person who...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;7. Slept in your bed: *ako syempre..sino pa kaya? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;8. Saw you cry: * tagal na nun kaya i don't really remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;9. Made you cry: * siya na un!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;10. Went to the movies with? * chie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;11. You went to the mall with: * pa and ma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;2. Said "I Love You" and meant it: *aha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;13. Ever been in a fight with your pet: *tix is my pet so ... lately, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;14. Been to California: * i wish!! i want the sun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;15. Been to Mexico: * gusto ko rin..gnda ng aztec culture nila eh..weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;16. Been to Canada: * sana.pag winter para malamiiiiig!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;17. Been to Europe: * sana..i really wanna go to Italy, France, Germany..ah basta trip to Europe..and live in England. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;19. Do you have a crush on someone: * do i still?...hmmm..aside from arty and harry..and channing tatum, wla naman.. lol ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;20. What book are you reading now: * who's bugs potter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;21. best feeling in the world: *  to be loved..aha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;2. future kids names: * coeli..delilah..adelaide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;23. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: * oo.. :) super dami..puro bears :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;24. What's under your bed: * aba the floor of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;25. Favorite sports to watch: * hmmm.arnis? haha..table tennis? ewan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;28. What are you most scared of right now?: * cockroaches of course.super yucky nila eh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;29. Where do you want to get married?: * sa Church..aha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;30. Do you have a job: * sa april pa..office girl.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;31. Do you like being around people: * hmmm..at times.may times na i wanna be alone and just read a book...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;32. Have you ever cried: * of course..paglabas ko pa nga lang sa mundong to, umiiyak na ko..tsktsk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;33. Are you lonely right now: * hm?..not really.njan si liz eh, stalker ever. :) haha!! [if you're reading this..ahaha !!! :D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;34. Song that's stuck in your head right now: * goodbye my lover, high, narda :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;35. Played strip poker: * how do you play that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;36. Gotten beaten up: * yes, by my sis and by the arnis members..ehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;37. Been on radio/TV: * no..i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;38. Got bored: * shit lately yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;39. Been in love: * can't deny it.yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;.40. Wish you were happy: * of course..i think gusto ng lahat un except nln sa mga taong gusto magpahirap sa sarli nila dba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;1. Do you believe that love is forever?*hmm..love exists forever..but love with one person...? could be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;2 Do you get hurt by people easily? *hmm..binawasan ko na sensitivity ko eh!nasobrahan nga ata, manhid na daw ako ngayoN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;3 Do you believe that all people are generally goodat heart? * uhm?..i guess so.they're just shaped by the circumstances in their own lives..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;4 are you sure that you will be what you want to besomeday? * yes, i think so.i'm makulit that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;5 Do mean people make you sad? *no..i laugh at them coz they get irritated that way..aha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;6 Does ice cream make you happy? * yes!! mababaw ako that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;7.Do you sing in the shower? * minsan lang..when im sure the shampoo won't get inside my mouth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;8 When it rains, do you like to splash in thepuddles? * eew no! unless clean dba.aha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;9 If you see a cute girl walk down the street,do you smile and tell him/her that he/she is cute? * no!! i nver tell anyone those things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;10 Do you notice when people have beautifuleyes? * yes.i'm very attracted to people with cute&amp;smiling eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;11 Have you ever cried at a movie? * oo!! haha.guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;12 Is it cute when old people are holding hands? * hmm..i think it's really sweet that their love lasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;13 Are you a happy person? * yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;14 Do you tend not to worry even when you knowsomething bad is about to happen?*i'm a worry-wart.a big one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;15 Is it okay to cut off barbie's hair? * no..sayang nmn.!! mahal ang barbie noh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;16 Have you ever laughed so hard that yourstomach hurt? * oo!when i watched she's the man! that was so friggin funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;18 Are you slightly lazy? * oo..hehe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;19 Do you like to drive with the windows down? * hmm..kung wlang traffic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;20 Are you in love? * ehem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114368478110620724?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114368478110620724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114368478110620724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114368478110620724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114368478110620724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/03/goodbye-my-lover-james-bluntdid-i.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114362465894930760</id><published>2006-03-29T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T17:30:58.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i decided to go back to my old blogskin..kasi it's simple, black, and nice looking.. hehe :) aun lang.. wla kasi ko mgwa..and prang mas trip ko tlga tong skin to..ang ganda eh.flowing lang.okay i'm blabbing once more..i really don't have anything to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sarap kumanta sa "Narda" by Kamikazee..sigh.aun lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer na!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for fliplops and tube tops, backless and miniskirts.. heheheheheh!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't forget ur sunblock! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114362465894930760?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114362465894930760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114362465894930760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114362465894930760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114362465894930760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-decided-to-go-back-to-my-old.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114354357359139453</id><published>2006-03-28T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:59:33.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;There was once this guy who is very much in love with his girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a small fry in his company, his future didn't seem too bright, they were very happy together. Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualize any future for the both of them, so they went their own ways there and then...&lt;br /&gt;Heartbroken, the guy agreed. But when he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself. Finally with all the hard work and the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company ..&lt;br /&gt;You never fail until you stop trying. One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walk ing to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realize they were his girl's parents.&lt;br /&gt;With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same any more; he had his own company, car, condo, etc. He made it! What he saw next confused him, the couple was walking towards a cemetery, and so he got out of his car and followed...and he saw his girl, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone and he saw his paper cranes right beside her...&lt;br /&gt;Her parents saw him. He asked them why this had happened. They explained, she did not leave for France at all. She was ill with cancer. She had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want to be his obstacle... therefore she had chosen to leave him.&lt;br /&gt;Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. She had wanted her parents to put his paper cranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again...he can take some of those back with him...&lt;br /&gt;Once you have loved, you will always love. For what's in your mind may escape but what's in your heart will remain forever. The guy just wept...The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside her knowing you can't have her, see her or be with her ever again.........hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;Find time to realize that there is one person who means so much to you, for you might wake up one morning losing that person who you thought meant nothing to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114354357359139453?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114354357359139453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114354357359139453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114354357359139453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114354357359139453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/03/there-was-once-this-guy-who-is-very.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114301110045864907</id><published>2006-03-22T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T15:05:57.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey and pics..</title><content type='html'>laln..haven't studied yet..haaay...laln.i honestly don't have anything to say.i must really get going and get my arse off this couch..*sigh* i can't help my..by body's craving for laziness.&lt;br /&gt;sagot nga muna kong survey for fun..hehe..sayang yung pics ko dun sa isang computer..sayang tlga.. the computer crashed kasi eh..sigh.i still feel confused and unsure..and whatever..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/mefayerzsugarbabykat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laln..nung 18th birthday ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hmm..this looks interesting.. &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. What’s one character in a book, movie, or television who reminds you of yourself, and why?^^ belle ng beatuy and the beast..aha :) kasi she loves books..like me!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2. If you could have any superpower, what would itbe?^^ to fly or to be able to go to a place i want in a snap..like paige..hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3. What kind of person do you find yourself romantically attracted to?^^ huggable, sweet, caring, thoughtful people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4. How do you think you’ve matured over the years?(if you have)^^ in a nice way.ahaha.kapal ko tlga. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5. What’s the freakiest experience you or a friendhad involving ghosts, UFOs, or the paranormal?^^ 4th year..agness room..ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6. What’s one opinion a person can express thatmakes you want to bitch-slap them?^^ that my tix is something she's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7. What family member do you get along with theleast? Why?^^ him! (not my dad of course) he's just argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;8. What’s one guilty pleasure you indulge in fromtime to time?^^ hmmm? aha.my secret :) pero siguro kasama na dun ang splurging for food/books..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;9. What ethnicities, other than your own, have you dated if any?^^ nada.isn't that kind of racist? or maybe it's just my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;10. What’s one social/political issue that you might contribute money or time toward?^^ research for leukemia.hehe ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11. What’s one of the most superficial things about you?^^ hmmm?wla naman ata..oh yeah.my "straightness"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;12. What do you think is one of your best qualities?^^ my hair..i just love it like hell.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;13. When was the last time you yelled atsomebody?^^ just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;14. What’s the crappiest gift you’ve ever given or received?^^ i don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;15. What was the crappiest job you’ve ever had?^^ my only occupations are being a princess and a goddess of the moon and i'm not complaining!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;16. Have you ever stolen anything? If so, what?And don’t worry – nobody will call the cops.^^hm?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;17. What’s your favorite pick-up line?^^ get away from me.ahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;18. What should a guy/girl do to pick you up at abar?^^ give me a REAL diamond ring.hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;19. What are your opinions about the French?^^ nice accent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;20. Do you think Crash should have gotten bestpicture?^^ i didn't watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;21. Why do birds suddenly appear…every time…youare near?^^ coz im just toooo pretty.hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;22. What's something you wish ppl would automatically know about you?^^i only bite when hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;23. What’s one misimpression that you think peoplewho don’t know you have about you?^^that im a perpetual bitch.im not!okay..not always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;24. What’s one quality you dislike in anotherperson?^^ liar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;25. What’s your best physical feature (and don’tsay eyes)?^^ my hair.hair.hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26. What’s the name of the person who posted this survey before you, and what do you think of them?^^divina.she posts nice surveys.. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;27. What are you doing today?^^ studying.okay, supposedly studying for my theo exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;28. What do you hope to do this weekend?^^after arnis? sleep and rest like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;29. What’s one of your favorite movie quotes?^^"i guarantee that we'll have tough times.i guarantee that at one point, one or both of us will want to get out.but i also guarantee that if i don't ask you to be mine, i'll regret it for the rest of my life..." - runaway bride. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;30. Why aren’t you working instead of wasting timedoing this stupid survey!!! ?^^tinatamad pa ko...!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/baby_05/S3010219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my mimi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me sleep a deep sleep for hours on end until i can emerge refreshed and ready to face the world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114301110045864907?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114301110045864907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114301110045864907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114301110045864907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114301110045864907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/03/survey-and-pics.html' title='survey and pics..'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114294708551826042</id><published>2006-03-21T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:18:05.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laln.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I realized love is not blind.  Rather love ACCEPTS.  Love will die for someone else.  And to do that, you have to be sane.  Love sacrifices and to be able to do that, you have to have the capability of thinking.  Love is when you will sacrifice yourself.  If love is blind, how can it see?  To turn away from the things that pains you, you have to have sight.  And when you turn away, that is when you accept. Ahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open letter to Bian Acosta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I did not do you justice when I got mad.  I forgot the person inside you, the one I knew, my friend.  All because anger got me blinded.  I do not regret letting you go coz I know it both did us good.  Rather a part of me regrets that I finished our great friendship.  It was really one of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have forgotten that before what we had, we were friends.  I have forgotten all the things you did for me.  And I have denied that you really loved me because of the pain I felt.  I will never forget the time you hugged me when I got your crush to hug you that night.  Not because I was hurt, I was happy for you when I saw the way your eyes shone with delight.  And then you hugged me after that and you didn’t let me go after that.  I will never forget the times you shared your lunch with me because I didn’t want to eat mine.  I won’t forget the time you gave me your favorite baon because I didn’t want mine and you knew I loved yours.  I won’t forget the time you cooked extra cordon bleu for me because you knew how much I loved it.  I won’t forget the time you held my hand when they talked to you and we all knew they were dissing me.  I won’t forget the time you turned your back when she confessed.  I won’t forget the time you gave me your slippers when my feet hurt.  I will never forget that you never let me pay for anything.  And that you tried to give me the best of what you can.  I won’t forget the flowers and all the letters you gave me even when you were busy.  I’ll never forget the time you called me on an April when we just broke up…asking why I want to get away from you and that I can hear your voice filled with pain…and that you finally asked me back.  I won’t forget the words you wrote when we first broke up on that September.  That was one of the sweetest letters I ever received.  You were one of the best.  I will never forget the time you had a crush on her and you confessed it and you forgot it and the way you brush away my tears when I cry.  I won’t forget the way you stood by me when your sister found out and the times you wait for me at the end of each day just to be with me for some time before we part ways.  I won’t forget the day you came to my parent’s office and brought me food and your face fell when you found out I don’t eat cheese spread so I choked it down for you.  I won’t forget the time I went to your house and you tried to find something for me to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did a lot of things for me and I never doubted your love for me until we broke up.  Out of spite and out of the pain I felt, I closed my eyes to the truth that you loved me.  It’s just that sometimes, love isn’t enough.  And love doesn’t last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*but maybe this time it will.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thank you for everything bian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114294708551826042?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114294708551826042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114294708551826042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114294708551826042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114294708551826042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/03/laln.html' title='laln.'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114181427277977643</id><published>2006-03-08T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T18:37:52.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a great piece..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love That Bites by Paolo Manlapaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm going to fall in love someday. One day, perhaps from out of the blue, perhaps from behind my back, some wonderfully precious lady is going to grab one of those caveman type clubs and send it crashing over my head. She's going to make me see stars. For days, I'm going to be in a smiling stupor. Maybe I'll even drool a bit. And I'm going to be in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This love is going to be neither cheap nor easy. It's not going to be a plastic ring bought at the corner dime store. It's not going to be a brass ring purchased at some commercial mall. It's going to be a set of diamond in a ring of gold. This ring will not come from a gemstone though. I'm going to craft it myself. I'm going to smelt the ore, fashion the ring, cut the diamonds, and forge this magnificent jewel. It's going to shine in the sunlight, glitter in the moonlight, and it will last for more than a thousand years. And it will before her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I don't want this love to be bed of roses, painted or otherwise. I don't want it simply sweet and sugary. I don't want it to be just like peppermint bits or chocolate kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want this love to hurt.I want this love to bite. I want this love to be able to bite. I'm not talking about ant bites, mosquito bites, bee stings. I don't want to be bitten by some pitiful insect that I can slap away or crush with barely a thought. I want to be bitten by something with teeth. I want to be bitten by a great white shark or the king of the jungle. I want a piece of myself to be torn away and chewed on. I want to bleed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not crazy, and I'm not a masochist. I have never enjoyed pain and I don't like being hurt. But I want my love to be able to hurt me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want my love to be someone I can fuss over, someone who'll have me pulling out of my hair in fistfuls trying to decide whether she'd rather have the dozen roses or the Valentine truffles. I want my love to make me chew my fingernails down to my knuckles when it's almost midnight and she's not home from the office yet. I want my love to make my heart pound ceaselessly when I worry about her driving on highways inhabited by gas-pedal-pushing madmen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want my love to make me pace back and forth, wearing deep trenches in the carpet, when it's 8:30 and she hasn't called yet. I want my love to push big, fat, watery tears from the hiding places in my eyes, down my flushed cheeks, off my hardened chin, and onto my clenched fists when she yells the word "hate" in my face and calls me a jerk. I want to feel the cold kiss of steel through my heart should my love ever leave me all alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And should my love ever die, I want to weep for days on end. I want to scream and kick and curse and hate. I want to feel as if my body were being burned by fierce flames. I want to thrash madly about and when my spirit is spent, I want to feel a noose tighten around my neck, slowly choking me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With my hands clasped about my throat, I want to feel cold, as if ice had slid through my veins. I want to feel the heavy black weight loss and love on my frail shoulders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want my love to hurt, hurt as painfully as can be. I want to feel every bit of this pain. I want to feel every bit of this love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I want this because love that doesn't hurt is love that isn't real. And I want the real thing for me and my true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;lyrics lang..wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;with a smile (eraserheads)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lift your head, baby don't be scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of the things that could go wrong along the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll get by with a smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can't win at everything but you can try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and baby you don't have to worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz there ain't no need to hurry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no one ever said that there's no easy way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and when they're closing all their doors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they don't want you anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this sounds funny but i'll say it anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;girl i'll staythrough the bad times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;even if i have to fetch u everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll get by if you smileu can never be too happy in this life&lt;br /&gt;coz in a world where everybody hates a happy ending story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's a wonder love can make the world go round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but don't let it bring you down and turn your face into a frown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll get along with a little prayer and a song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lift yer headbaby don't be scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of the things that could go wrong along the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we'll get by with a smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now it's time to kiss away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those tears goodbye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114181427277977643?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114181427277977643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114181427277977643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114181427277977643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/114181427277977643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-great-piece.html' title='what a great piece..'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-114074254537567490</id><published>2006-02-24T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T08:55:45.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no classes and some bummed thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i sooo hate makati mayor. sobra.i mean, the MMDA are so kawawa.they are just doing a good job! i got really pissed off yesterday when our bus was apprehended by the MMDA but the driver was just laughing coz he knew he won't be caught. damn it. MMDA should be allowed to give tickets. why? coz they are actually doing SOMETHING. while the policemen are not. they are "bayaran" pa.(forgive me if you're relative's a police but please, everyone thinks the same thing.) Anyway, so there. you know what i think? (of course you don't.) i think that Binay is just mad coz Bayani Fernando one-upped him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Trivia: Binay was the previous MMDA chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;so there.i mean why detract him eh he's just doing a really good job? the traffic in makati was actually getting good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;the same with today.it's Edsa.for goodness sake people, GMA actually did something.and the peso is actually 51.something to a dollar.and if you continue with all that bullcrap, the economy will fall once more.i think that is what the president's detractors are trying to do.to make her look really bad. the economy's the one who's getting all the minus points here guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;stop with all the things you're doing.i'm only 18 and yet i am so tired of all the coups and rallies that what, happened like ten times in 2005....that's frustrating.whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;i really love the song "nobela" by join the club..sobra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"ngumit kahit na napipilitan, kahit pa sinasadya mo akong masaktan paminsan-minsan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;At aalis...magbabalik, at uuliting sabihin na mahalin ka't sambitin KAHIT MULING MASAKTAN...SA PAG-ALIS,  AKO'Y MAGBABALIK..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;once again, i'm closing my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114074254537567490?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114074254537567490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114074254537567490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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akong nahihirapan Lalo't naiisip ka Hindi ko na kaya pa na kalimutan Bawat sandali na lang At aalis, magbabalik At uuliting sabihin Na mahalin, ka't sambitin Kahit muling masaktan Sa pag-alis ako'y magbabalik At sana naman...Sa isang marikit na alala'y Pangitaing kay ganda Sana nga'y pagbigyan na ng tadhana Bawat sandali na lang Sumabay sa biglang pagkabahala't Lumabis ang pagtataka Tunay na pagsintang 'di alintana Bawat sandali na lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114043372917172773?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/114043372917172773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=114043372917172773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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kita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;sige..dito lang ako..maghihintay hanggang kaya ko...dito lang ako...kahit malayo ako...dito lang ako ha...mahal na mahal kita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-114034020459865139?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113996056105498681</id><published>2006-02-15T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T07:42:41.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh...*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i just wanna scream...i really want to go lie down on my bed and pull up the covers over my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i'd love to sleep the whole day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;and forget all the pains and heartaches i've been experiencing lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;but of course, i can't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;coz to live like that would ruin me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i'm holding on to my sanity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;and it's a true blue fact that God is carrying me everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;the pain is wretched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;sometimes i just want to pull my hair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i really want to run away.far far far away from here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;but it seems like there's no place that i can run to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh, i know somewhere that i can really run to and no one can find me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;hehe..somewhere in south america, i know there's a place for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;hehe...i really want to go that country where the sun never sets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;the 24/7 sunny country...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;coz darkness makes me weep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;coz the lack of light scares me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i just want to run away..even if it's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i want to shut myself away from the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i just want to stare at the ceiling and forget that my heart's aching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;everything's just so messed up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i don't know what to think anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;coz it's really. magulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i'm not the only one who thinks so, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;everyone who knows what's happening says it's realy magulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i know it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;is there still hope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;it's scary.this is really scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;but i'm willing to forget my fears if it means being with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;why don't you fly away with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It took one lookand forever lay out in front of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;one smile then i died only to be revived by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;there i was, thought i had everything figured out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;goes to show just how much i know about the way life plays out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i take one step, away and i find myself coming back to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my one and only,one and only you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i know, that i know not a thing at all'cept the fact that i am yours and that you are mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you told me that this wouldn't be easyand though i'm not one to complain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*sigh* i wish things could be simple na...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;sana maging masaya na ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i understand your reason for leaving for U.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;if it was me, i'd run far away and go to namibia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;kaya lang i might get aids...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;hehe..siguro somewhere like...Amapola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Guatemala Yucatan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;and just stay there till i rot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;and just waste away my life, pretending that i'm fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i just want to get over this phase.this pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i just want to be back...with you :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113996056105498681?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113996056105498681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113996056105498681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113996056105498681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113996056105498681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/02/sigh.html' title='*sigh...*'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113923103964715158</id><published>2006-02-06T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T21:15:03.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;--crazy for you--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swayin' room as the music starts, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;strangers makin' the most of the dark...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two by two their bodies become one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see you through the smokey air, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't you feel the weight of my stare?, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're so close but still a world away, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what I'm dyin' to say is that I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crazy for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Touch me once and you'll know it's true..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never wanted any one like this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all brand-new, you'll feel it in my kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm crazy for you, crazy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tryin' hard to control my heart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk over to where you are,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eye to eye - we need no words at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slowly now we begin to move, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ev'ry breath I'm deeper into you., &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon we two are standin' still in time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you read my mind you'll see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy for you, crazy for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all brand-new, I'm crazy for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you know it's true, I'm crazy, crazy for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm crazy for you, baby.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--gemini--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come a little closer, flicker in flight, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we'll have about an inch's space, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i'm here i can breathe in, what you breathe out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;let me know if i'm doing this right,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;let me know if my grip's too tight, &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;let me know if i can stay all of my life,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;let me know if dreams can come true&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;let me know if this one's your's too, &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz' i see it and i feel it right here, and i feel you right here&lt;br /&gt;the vacuous night steps aside to give meaning, to gemini's dreaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the moon on its back and the seemingly veiled room's lit by the same star...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--WE BELONG TOGETHER--&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean it when I said I didn't love you so&lt;br /&gt;I should've held on tight, I never should've let you go&lt;br /&gt;But I did nothing, &lt;u&gt;I was stupid, I was foolish&lt;br /&gt;I was lyin' to myself&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I could not fathom I would ever be without your love&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never imagined I'd be sittin' here beside myself&lt;br /&gt;Cause I didn't know you, and I didn't know me&lt;br /&gt;But I thought I knew everything&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that I'm feeling now that I don't hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Or even touch and kiss your lips cause I don't have a choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;What I wouldn't give to have you laying by my side&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here, Cause baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;When you left I lost a part of me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;Come back baby please, cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;We belong together&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I gonna lean on when times get rough&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna talk to me on the phone til the sun comes up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Who's gonna take your place, Baby nobody else &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby, baby, &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;We belong together&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep at night, When you are on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Womack's on the radio, Singin' to me&lt;br /&gt;'If you think you're lonely now'&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute this is too deep, too deep&lt;br /&gt;I gotta change the station&lt;br /&gt;So I turn the dial tryin' to catch a break&lt;br /&gt;and then I hear Baby Face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;I only think of you &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's breakin' my heart &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm tryin' to keep it together &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;But I'm fallin' apart &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm feelin' all out of my element&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwin' things,&lt;br /&gt;Cryin' tryin' to figure out&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell I went wrong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;The pain reflect in this song &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ain't even the half of what I'm feelin' inside &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I need you, need you back in my life, baby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;laln..mejo senti lang..grabe, i can't believe this day..sobrang ewan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;buti na lang mejo kinaya ko pa..sobrang out of it lang tlga ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;wala akong naintindihan sa sinasabi ng teachers ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i cried while writing my english paper..basta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;tapos i slept through two classes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;sobrang puyat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;nagwworry na nga sila aya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;coz ang tahimik ko..maputla..tapos mejo maga pa mata ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;--i seem to keep on saying those words lately a lot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway, aun lang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;there will always be things i will regret..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and i will never forget the lessons learned in the past few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;IF YOU LOVE SOMEONE, LET THEM KNOW..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;IT MIGHT BE TOO LATE NA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;silly me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;...i wish it would be a happy day tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;a happy o7...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113923103964715158?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113923103964715158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113923103964715158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113923103964715158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113923103964715158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/02/obsession.html' title='obsession'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113914811198939128</id><published>2006-02-05T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:01:52.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>save me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;save me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;save me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;save me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i can't do this alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;save me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;come back and save me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i need you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113914811198939128?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113914811198939128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113914811198939128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113914811198939128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113914811198939128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/02/save-me.html' title='save me..'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113905853658764391</id><published>2006-02-04T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T21:08:56.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;--some crap--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;1.Name: princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. Your Nick Namedv: princess o7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. Current Location: in my own little world... =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. Place of Birth: manila, i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. Zodiac Sign: aquarius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. Male or Female: somewhere in between.still can't decide eh! hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. Age: 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. Complexion: fair.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;9.Occupation: moon goddess...princess :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;10. Residence: paranaque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;11. screen name: princess o7 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;__Your Appearance___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;12. Hair Color: very very very dark brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;13. Hair Long or Short Hair: mahaba na ulit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;14. Eye Color: dark brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;15. How do your nails look: dirty.eeewww &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;16. Do u like yourself: most of the time..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;17. Piercing: one on each ear lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;18. Tattoo: sana!!! i really wanted sa ankle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;19. Righty or Lefty: righty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;___Your 'Firsts'___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;24. First Roller coaster: i dunno..super bata pa ko..baka grade 3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;25. First cell phone: nokia 5110.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;26. First best friend: si camille! ex-neighbor..she went off to davao years and years ago//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;27. First Award: most polite.can you belive that?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;28. First Sport You Joined: hehe :) arnis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;29. First pet: a cat named rose :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;___ Favorites___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;33. Movie: beauty and the beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;34. TV Show: totally spies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;35. Color: white, yellow, pink, blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;36. Artist: ...m.y.m.p?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;37. Song: crazy for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;38. Food: pasta, pizza, chocolate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;39. Drink: mocha frappe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;40. Candy/Chocolate: chocolate - van houten, cadbury, hersheys...candy..mentos lang. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;41. Sport: arnis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;42. Favorite sport you watch: arnis na nga lang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;43. Brand Of Clothing: y.r.y.s ata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;45. School Subject: lit..arts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;46. Animal: cats, dogs, penguins, and bears!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;48. Magazines: time, candy..,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;___Your Future___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;58. Want Kids: yes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;59. Want to Get Married: SANA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;60. Careers in Mind: CEO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;67. Cute or Sexy: can't i say breath-taking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;68. Lips or Eyes: eyes...eyes...eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;69. Hugs or Kisses: hugs and kisses...kisses...hugs... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;70. Short or tall: taller than me sana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;71. Easygoing or Mysterious: easygoing w/ a hint of mysterious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;72. Romantic or Spontaneous: both... :) romantic more, though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;73. Fatty or skinny: fatty!! sarap kayakap!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;74. Sensitive or Loud: both... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;75. Hook-up or Relationship: STABLE, long-lasting RELATIONSHIP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;76. Sweet or Caring: both..more of the caring though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;77. Trouble Maker or Hesitant One: in between.. :) spice with cautiousness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;___Have You Ever___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;79. Drank Alcoholic drinks: sort of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;80. Smoked: NO FREAKING WAY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;81. Ran Away From Home: nu-uh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;85. LOVED SOMEONE: of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;86. Turned Someone Down: i think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;87. Cried when someone died? sobra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; ___Do You Believe In__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;90. Destiny/ Fate: not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;91. Love At First Sight: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;92. Ghosts: sort of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;93. Aliens: haha :) amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;94. Soul Mates: well...not really. i mean, after all, it's really our choice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;95. Heaven: YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;96. Hell: yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;98. Kissing on The First Date: ay no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;99. Horoscopes: i read but i don't believe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;___Answer Truthfully___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;100. Is There Someone You want But You Know you can't have?: huh? i have the person i shouldn't have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;im really busy,..gusto ko lang.hehe :) misssss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113905853658764391?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113905853658764391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113905853658764391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113905853658764391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113905853658764391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/02/crap-obsession.html' title='crap obsession'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113897567064929734</id><published>2006-02-03T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T22:07:50.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i have forgotten for a moment what im supposed to do..but anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;1. do u smoke? --no freaking way. EW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;2. ilang mug ng kape ang kaya mong ubusin n1day? --grabe, 1 cup lang naman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;3. laughed khit alang nkkatawa? -- minsan..hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;4. cried khit alang nakaka-iyak? -- di ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;5. ever tried na magwala? --yes, i did before i got a good mighty spanking.hehe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;6. pumasok sa class khit d pa naghihilamos? --haha :D di naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;7. pumasok ng class na di alam na may exam pala? --oo, sa math pa.hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;8. natulog kahit di pa gawa ang papers naipapasa knabukasan? -- hindi pa naman..sana never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;9. nautangan ka na ba tapos d binayaran? --don't remember eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;10. may nakapagsbi na ba sayong suplado ka? -- oo naman.haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;11. anong sabi mo? -- wala lang :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;12. cno pinaka importanteng tao sa buhaymo?my family...my friends..and syempre sya na un!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;13. ano ang pinaka masakit na nagawa mo para sa isang tao? --to give up.hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;14. pano mo mssbi na mahal mo ang isang tao? --when you will do anything and you're not thinking of the consequences pag minahal mo na...hehe :) tska willing ka magsacrifice and one day you'll suddenly realize that you just have this big dopey smile on your face.hehe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;15. maggwa mo bang magmhal ng 2 tao? -- ngek.eh di hindi true ung love na un kung dalawa kasi magkukulang ka dun sa isa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;16. would u fight for the one u love or lethim/her go? -- eh...ayaw ko pakawalan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;17. pno kng mdming ngsasabing d kau pwde? -- marami naman tlga eh..eh so what? mahal ko, mahal ako, ano'ng problema? *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;18. anong ggwin mo pag umiyak sa tbi moung taong mhal mo? -- major panic mode! biro mo biglang umiyak sa tabi mo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;19. Pano kung kk-break nyo lang tpos gusto nya friends kau...ok lang? -- ay nu ba yan...no, di ko kinaya eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;20. ngawa mo na ba magmhal ng kaibigan? -- of course..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;21. ano mas mhrap, sbhin s kaibigan mo n mhal mo xa o itago? -- mas mahirap magsabi..it's awkward and scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i've been missing you lately, much more so than the past few days.i miss the feeling of your fingers brushing across my face.i miss the feeling of your embrace whenever i rush out to see you. i miss seeing that amazing smile which lights me up. i miss hearing your laugh, your voice. i miss your big hand which envelopes my hand. i miss holding you tight and feel your love for me overflowing. i miss your eyes. actually, i miss everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;--[07]--&lt;br /&gt;i miss tickling you and suddenly touching your cute little nose.i miss teasing you endlessly and just have you roll your eyes at me.i miss the feeling of having your strong arms wrapped around me as we let the hours tick by...i miss laying my head on your shoulder. i miss hanging out with you. i miss the times we would just hold hands and just watch people pass by quietly.i miss sitting beside you.i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;--[07]--&lt;br /&gt;in a few days, we will be celebrating something i didn't think we'll actually reach.what, with all our petty fights and our busy schedule...if only i could, i would trade anything for a day with you. but i know you understand that even if we want to, our responsibilities have to be faced.*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i love you.this is a too-blatant testimony to that.i miss you...i miss you...i miss you.when will i see you?*sigh*i love you.&lt;br /&gt;je t'amo comme toujours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113897567064929734?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113897567064929734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113897567064929734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113897567064929734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113897567064929734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/02/stress-relief.html' title='stress relief'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113880407061217616</id><published>2006-02-01T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:27:50.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>---</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel sad today.i mean ngayon..kanina kasi mejo okay pa ko, ngayon hindi na...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh, i didn't think i'd end up my day a little sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;eh kasi ang alam ko talaga pag na turn-off, di nya tanggap un part na un about you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what was i supposed to feel? eh ganun talaga ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe if you see that part of me, you'll turn away in disgust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you'll feel horrified or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm so scared for you to see that coz i don't want to see you turn away because you still can't accept na "hey, ganun pala siya?!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i mean, fine, you said tanggap mo.pero naturn-off ka! excuse me for thinking that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm just waiting for the day na matanggap mo ko, buong-buo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;na walang part sa'yo na naturn-off, natturn-off, at matturn-off about that wild part of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i got a bit messy talking to chimmy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sa sobrang badtrip ko, sigh.damn i love chimmy.she makes me laugh talaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway.basta.aun lang, i just wanna get this out of my head and out of my system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sana matapos na to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im not paranoid.this isn't one of those paranoia things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or maybe it's too much for me to wish for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i can't go back to the past and erase that memory.it seared my memory.the time you said na naturn-off ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its times like this na talagang malutong ako magmura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i should really get going with my life.sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;night-night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113880407061217616?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113880407061217616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113880407061217616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113880407061217616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113880407061217616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='---'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113879636194393547</id><published>2006-02-01T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:19:21.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--31 things about me and other ramblings--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;31 things about ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;1.YOUR HOROSCOPE?&gt;&gt; aquarius &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;2. SiNGLE OR TAKEN?&gt;&gt; definitely taken, committed, and serious about it :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;3. iN LOVE?&gt;&gt; yes.very much so :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;4. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN SERiOUSLYHURTBY A PERSON YOU LOVE?&gt;&gt; of course, always.not just by my cute monster though :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;5. WHAT WOULD BE YOUR REASON iFYOU TURNED SUiCiDAL?&gt;&gt; depression. nuf said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;6. iS SUiCiDE REALLY KiLLiNGYOURSELF?&gt;&gt; there's social suicide and then there's death.so i guess not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;7. COUNTRY OR CLASSiC?&gt;&gt; classic... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;8. PREFER CUTE/iDiOT ORSMART/UGLY?&gt;&gt; smart/ugly nln noh...i love intellectual DISCUSSIONS.not arguments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;9. ARE YOU iN A STABLE RELATiONSHiP WiTHYOUR BF/GF?&gt;&gt; at long last, yes.last week was kind of rocky kasi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;10. YOU`D EXPECT A TEXT MESSAGE USUALLY FROM:&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;--&gt;&gt;07&lt;&lt;--&lt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;11. HAVE A BEST FRiEND THAT iS iNTHEOPPOSiTE GENDER?&gt;&gt; nada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;12. WHAT DO YOU LiKE DOiNG WHENYOU`REDEPRESSED?&gt;&gt; eat ice cream.loads of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;13. CHEERFUL OR BORiNG?&gt;&gt; manically cheerful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;14. DESCRiBE A PERFECT DATE?&gt;&gt; romantic dinner date which started with a view of the sunset.tapos dancing under the stars... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;15. EVER WONDERED WHY NOBODYKNOWSWHY THE SKY iS BLUE?&gt;&gt; kaw lang siguro but people who went thru high school do know..hello &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;16. EVER BEEN HURT BY LOVE?&gt;&gt; by love? hm.i think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;17. WiLL YOU EVER MAKE THE SAME MiSTAKE AGAiN? WITH LOVE???&gt;&gt; i hope not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;18. EVER HATED ANYONE LiKE HELL???&gt;&gt; damn yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;19. WHAT WILL YOU DO WHEN A PERSONBREAKS UP WiTH YOU AFTER ONE DAY?&gt;&gt; laugh and say na it was just a joke for me lang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;20. GiVE ONE WORD THAT BESTDESCRiBESWHAT YOU`RE FEELiNG NOW?&gt;&gt; indifferent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;21.DO YOU BELiEVE iN YOURSELF?&gt;&gt; sure, no one else will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;22. EVER PHYSiCALLY HURTYOURSELF??&gt;&gt; yes and im not proud of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;23. EVER VERBALLY HURT YOURSELf?&gt;&gt; of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;24. MOTTO iN LiFE?&gt;&gt; you'll never know until you try :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;25. WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE IN LIFE?&gt;&gt; to love and make everyone's life around me a little happier :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;26. HAVE YOU EVER HAD FEELiNGSABOUT A FRiEND FROM THE OPPOSiTE GENDER?&gt;&gt; of course..even with my monster, i'm still kinda normal. LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;27. iF YES, WHAT DiD YOU DO?&gt;&gt; un last..i ran away from it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;28. iS FAME &amp; MONEY THE MOST iMPORTANTTHiNGS iN YOUR LiFE?&gt;&gt; NO FREAKING WAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;29. DO YOU MAKE ANY MOVEMENTS OR SOUNDS WHEN YOU`RE SLEEPiNG?&gt;&gt; sounds lang.sometimes, i talk :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;30. ARE YOU DiFFiCULT TO WAKE UP?&gt;&gt; no.i wake up easily... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;31. HOW OFTEN DO YOU SLEEP?&gt;&gt; as much as i can :D heheheheh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby. &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...i went blog-hopping like hell..okay, i've been reading her blog entries and it moves me.it sooo moves me i want to cry. heheh :D osige tatapusin ko na entry ko so i can read her blog in peace.i hurt for her.ang sad.parang ang gago na ewan. parang mas okay un nangyari sa'kin na pag tinatanong siya kung mahal pa niya ko, lagi niyang sagot: HINDI na.odba.ang ouch naman nun..well that's life. ako kaya, iiyak na naman ba ko for that same freak reason? i hope not. that's too sad.that will make me break down..lalo na ngayon..ngayon na mahal na mahal ko na talaga siya.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;life really is a bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh.. i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113879636194393547?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113879636194393547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113879636194393547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113879636194393547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113879636194393547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/02/31-things-about-me-and-other-ramblings.html' title='--31 things about me and other ramblings--'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113876205471394394</id><published>2006-02-01T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T10:47:34.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey from abby11 :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;1. wonderful things that happened yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;- kasama ko monster ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. nagdasal ka ba? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- oo naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. wat tym is it?&lt;br /&gt;- time for me to take a bath... hehe :) 10:40 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. you feel ______..&lt;br /&gt;- STRESSED AND WORRIED over my papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ano ang mga suot mo kanina?&lt;br /&gt;- shorts and spag top pa rin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. kelan enrolment nio?&lt;br /&gt;- sa june pa pero pag summer..i guess sa march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. in lab ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;- in "LAB" no.in "LOVE", yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ano mas gusto mo, prof nio sa logic or sa theo?&lt;br /&gt;- ay naman, theo na lang..seeing na wala pa kong logic ngayon..hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. things that u usually do at home?&lt;br /&gt;- magtext ng sobra and kumain..matulog...maging bum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ano favorite food mo?&lt;br /&gt;- well....chocolate.pasta, pizza! yum-yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. ano unang ginawa mo paggising?&lt;br /&gt;- nagmumulat ng mata and check the time..im time-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. ur crush?&lt;br /&gt;- un bear na binigay ko sa monster ko..hihi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. describe urself...&lt;br /&gt;- im the seventh princess and goddess of the moon. :) dba, baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. ano ang usually na ginagawa mo pag bad3p ka?&lt;br /&gt;- nagmumura.hehe :) tumatahimik.pag di ako kay b inis, i bitch sknya.hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. e pag masaya?&lt;br /&gt;- ngumingiti with shining eyes.haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. e pag me nasaktan ka?&lt;br /&gt;- nagssorry agad.sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. e pag nainluv ka?&lt;br /&gt;- wala.nagddaydream.hehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. ano balak mo para bukas?&lt;br /&gt;- pumasa sa bio test.hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. na love at first sight ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;- crush at first sight pa lang naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. naka2log ka na ba sa klase nio?&lt;br /&gt;- oo!!! alam pa nga ng teacher eh.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. describe love.&lt;br /&gt;- love is blind.soooo blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. nagyoyosi ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;- NO FREAKING WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. e uminom?&lt;br /&gt;- hmmm...dati lang...last year pa un!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. may kinaiinisan ka ba ngaun?&lt;br /&gt;- wala akong naiisip at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. masarap ba ang kamote?&lt;br /&gt;- i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. ilang minutes ka naliligo?&lt;br /&gt;- 20 minutes max..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. ano ang una mong pinanood sa sinehan?&lt;br /&gt;- i don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. me plano ka bang sumali sa fraternity?&lt;br /&gt;- sana kung meron...joke :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. nakita mo na ba ang grades mo?&lt;br /&gt;- last sem lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. ano ang masasabi mo sa grade mo?&lt;br /&gt;- okay lang.i could do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. ano ang pipiliin mo??? -admirer mong jologs o ex mong bakla?&lt;br /&gt;- ay naman.my ex is 'gay'. pero i would never choose my ex noh. wla na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.ice cream o 5 pesos?&lt;br /&gt;- ice cream!!!! kung chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34-dream car or studies?&lt;br /&gt;- studies na noh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. may gumugulo ba sa isip mo? kung oo, ano ang mga yon? kung hindi, bakit?&lt;br /&gt;- civ paper ko!!! ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. favorite basketball player mo?&lt;br /&gt;- wala.ate ko :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. nagago ka na ba ng crush mo?&lt;br /&gt;- oo naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. ano ulam mo kagabi?&lt;br /&gt;- hm? i ate choco revel bars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. ano masasabi mo ngaun?&lt;br /&gt;- i'm going to be late. gtg!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess, you're inspired by Helping People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone has the compassion and generosity to look out for the greater good. Lucky for all of us, there are kindhearted people like you who make a real difference in this world. You're probably the first to step up and lend a helping hand whenever you can whether it's organizing a book drive for the library, serving dinner at a soup kitchen, or giving an elderly neighbor a ride to the doctor.Chances are, you're also driven by your ideals and want to really make a difference in the work that you do. But that doesn't mean you're unrealistic. You know that Rome wasn't built in a day and that it takes years — and even decades — to make changes in the fabric of society. Until poverty, illiteracy, and a plethora of other ills are no more, you'll do what you can to help out and make life better wherever and however you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and now that you're here i never wanna say goodbye love...&lt;br /&gt;never wanna be without you..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113876205471394394?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113876205471394394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113876205471394394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113876205471394394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;goodluck, zzzzzzz...kaya mo yan... :) hehe :) aus lang yan..gnyan tlga...sna di ka matrauma nor maparnoid...go! i know you can do it!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so there..syang ana and angel and chippy and sabel and jaja didn't go last sunday..that's sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you..and im scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel like im in  a roller coaster and the only way to survive is to hang on and not to let go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i will hold on, i know that.no matter how many cute guys pass by, i always choose YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you must've put something in the foods you give me.just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't like this feeling though.i'm through with running after people...lalo na if i'm the one who'll end up getting hurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i can't do that.not now, not again, not anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;things will be disastrous for me if that happens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;go back to the way you were...to the **** i once knew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im tired of crying..and running.and thinking and hoping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to go back to the way we once were...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in a few days, we'll be celebrating something i didn't think we'll reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;obviously, we will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at least i hope we will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i've started to love you too much now.more than i ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so you can't.you shan't.leave me.naman...don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;awayin kita jan eh..hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i do love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you to bits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you to pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh yan ah!sobrand declaration na yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and if ever things will not go the way i want them to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wouldn't know what to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;happy...*E*E*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113862801134862366?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113862801134862366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113862801134862366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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studying my hours away.i wanna rest.i want to answer surveys muna and just waste my time like a normal human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i sooo love charmed.i love their powers..ang gusto ko piper's freezing power, phoebe's ability to cast spells, and paige's orbing power. wla lang. ang astig eh.and phoebe can actually levitate.now that's waaay cool.i wish i could fly.i do fly but not, you know, physically.i just look like i'm flying high up in the air in moments like...basta aun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;no matter hw much i save i don't know if it's enough.i do hope so...hay.hay.laln.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;kanina mia and i attended arnis.endurance training again.mejo nkkpgod nga lang..aun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;so there...wla akong mkwento.ah.the squatter's people.freaking people.naman...sometimes i feel sooo opinionated but sometimes i don't even have one tiny opinion.haha :) i guess it comes with my mood.im so freaking speechless.im just worrying..survey muna...&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1. have you ever been hospitalized?&gt; nung bata ako, lagi..ngayon healthy na ko!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;2. how many months to go before your birthday?&gt; months?i have...grabe! 9days na lang pala birthday ko na! haha! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;3. last movie you watched?&gt; ah..ah..i dunno! sobrang busy wla akong maalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;4. is your landline listed in the telephone directory?&gt; i think so..not sure na eh.maybe my mum removed it na...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;5. what was your section when you were in grade1? were you a class officer?&gt; grade 1..camia.no freaking way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;6. are you reading anything right now?&gt; afghanistan : war and peace. haha! the taliban.. hehehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;7. do you have any frustrations?&gt; i'm a frustrated singer, dancer, painter.haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;8. what is the time now?&gt; 7:44 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;9. Whats your favorite chocolate?&gt; it's a tie between...van houten &amp; cadbury..pag chocolate ice cream, choco almond brownie.yum yum yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;10. if given the chance, will you join pinoy bigbrother?&gt; nu-uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;11. if someone called you right now, would youtake the call?&gt; oo naman..y not?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;12. do you have a favorite nursery rhyme?&gt; haha :) bah-bah black sheep siguro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;13. do you like your handwriting?&gt; oo.hehe :) it's neat and tiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;14. have you ever trespassed someone else's house?&gt; have i? i don't think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;15. do you want to be paris hilton in your next life?&gt; haha! cool! sure, why not? sarap ng comfort ah.pero i want to use it in more productive ways...and no freaking scandals! shux!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;16. have you ever gotten drunk?&gt; no.not yet.no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;17. do you think someone thinks of you every night?&gt; oo naman :D kapal mukha ko eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;18. how's your health right now?&gt; okay lang.lagi lang pagod but otherwise, healthy.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;19. what did you want to be when you were young?&gt; nun.ngayon entreprenuer.tama ba spelling? i think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;20. how many languages can you speak?&gt; english.filipino.i can say hello in french.haha! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;21. has anyone made a poem for you?&gt; no one...ay meron ata.si chimmy.that's so sweet.i don't have a copy of it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;22. are you hungry?&gt;  no...i think i'm fat kaya i'm not hungry para.basta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;23. why do you answer surveys like this one?&gt; kasi naaaliw ako.para kong may kausap na di ko maintindihan.i think lumalabas ang ating "want" ma-interview, to be famous.i know i do.not as a star though.but as a GREAT GREAT GREAT business woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;24. last food you ordered at mcdonald's?&gt; kanina lang, hot fudge sundae and ice cream cone///&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;25. the last person who sent you a private messageon ym?&gt; abby ata.miss you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;26. look below. how many remaining characters are there? nada, this is a blog, doi.&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;so there, finish na.okay ikwkwento ko na nga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;we went to this art gallery kanina in manila, avellano's art gallery.it's actually pretty cool.and there i found out that my teacher, good Ms. Cristina Amador is actually an accomplished artist! in fact, i saw one artwork of hers, she's an abstract painter.and she's pretty good.prominent people buy her stuffs, she has TWO degrees, (I.E and Fine Arts). i must say my respect for her soared like a hundred percent. so anyway, that's not my story. my story is... there were two dogs (boy and female) tapos when i went outside, the first dog, the girl, smelled me like she was smelling if i'm a good person.i must have passed her standards, huh? so there, mia and i went browsing around the sculptures then her i dunno, hubby,i guess went to me too and smelled me too! haha! tapos i think he was contented and he layed down on my feet! (i was sitting down kasi) i felt like his master.awww.i really want a dog.i want an english mastiff. shux.he's a big dog. :) laln.that made me so happy tlga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;im chatting with buzz right now.i know.GASP! haha :)  so there.i asked her to tell her sis [kepe] na i'm sorry para matapos na..i mean i don't wanna dream about it anymore na!!! so sabi nya.eto i'll post it muna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: haha  buzz... question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: o?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: galit pa skn sis mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: it aint personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: or so i think???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: pero why?i don't even knw why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: naw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: i think..me smthin lng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: not the sumthin sumthin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: but somethin..get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: mana skin un eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: hm.ilang times ko na napanagnipan kaya na she's mad.haha  nwei, tell her nln na im sorry for whatever it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: haha.di ko lang kinaya dati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: n??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: na mging friends.naman to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: anong di mo knaya??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: U TWO WERE FRIENDS?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: kapal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: no pun intended!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: ang yabang mo.we WERE.we're not now eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: but i ddnt know u were friends after the split up noh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: kaya nga, we didnt na after.that's what im talking about...hey dko kaya noh.bkt kaw ba kinaya mo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: to befriend -----!? after splittin up!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: i tried,didnt work out fo me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: kya til now am stl kinda bitter bout er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: gago naman nito.mana kayo sa isa't-isa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: i had a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: and she does too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: haha  but tell her ha.dna kaya ng consensya ko eh.haha  tell her im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: well at least..but it does hurt.haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: but i think we deal wit issues same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: it hurts u!??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: damn!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: na nagbreak kayo? gago.hindi na kami.naman to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: kung ako sau, forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: i did forget it.im actually wildly happy right now.no offense or anything. saya sa college noh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: yeah yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: sarap magsight-seeing everyday.so many cute guys.haha !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: e y extend ur sorry's pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: ok n un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: s'all cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: bka skin mabuhos eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: eh syempre i didn't tell her sorry before.it was left hanging i guess.hoy kapal......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty: it's better na rin.i don't wanna dream about it na.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;buzz...: ayt ayt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;b, if you're reading this, wla lang.i actually feel better.hm.at least nasabi ko na..so there.you knw naman for sure, sino yan...dba? i just put her under the name "buzz" for security reasons.haha :) so there..i just hope she relays the message...hmmm..sige i'll go na...i have more stuff to do.i really miss you! i dunno what's wrong w/ ur fone ba? our fones? how come this is happening? on a weekend pa..i miss you miss you miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll see you sometime, i promise.just be there.hay, b...laln.talk to sam, ayt? you have to tell her what the 'old' sam's like...maybe she's lost or she's sad right now.just talk to her.don't make &lt;em&gt;sermon&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know naman me.&lt;/em&gt; - eew.one of the yuckiest lines i've ever heard tlga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;b!!! miss na kita!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hay laln..eto i'll post something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mia.mgcdn.us/xoxk/i.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mia.mgcdn.us/xoxk/m.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mia.mgcdn.us/xoxk/i.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mia.mgcdn.us/xoxk/s.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mia.mgcdn.us/xoxk/s.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mia.mgcdn.us/xoxk/y.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mia.mgcdn.us/xoxk/o.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mia.mgcdn.us/xoxk/u.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is so true...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hope you're 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113694422291458482</id><published>2006-01-11T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T09:50:22.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I will - Alison Krauss&lt;br /&gt;Who knows how long I've loved you?&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you still&lt;br /&gt;Will I wait a lonely lifetime?&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to, I will&lt;br /&gt;For (and) if I ever saw you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't catch your name&lt;br /&gt;But it never really mattered&lt;br /&gt;I will always feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Love you forever and forever&lt;br /&gt;Love you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;Love you whenever we're together&lt;br /&gt;Love you when we're apart&lt;br /&gt;And when at last I find you&lt;br /&gt;Your song will fill the air&lt;br /&gt;Sing it loud so I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Make it easy to be near you&lt;br /&gt;For (and) the things you do endear you to me&lt;br /&gt;You know I will&lt;br /&gt;I will Love you forever and forever&lt;br /&gt;Love you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;Love you whenever we're together&lt;br /&gt;Love you when we're apart&lt;br /&gt;And when at last I find you&lt;br /&gt;Your song will fill the air&lt;br /&gt;Sing it loud so I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Make it easy to be near you&lt;br /&gt;For (and) the things you do endear you to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know I will &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;21 questions from divina&lt;br /&gt;1. WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING THIS WEEK?^^ the usual stuff: listening, writing notes, worrying, thinking, cramming...&lt;br /&gt;2. ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE RIGHTNOW?^^ yes!&lt;br /&gt;3. HOW DO YOU FEEL AT THIS MOMENT?^^ sleepy, stressed, and worried.&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT ARE YOU DOING RIGHT NOW?^^ answering this, emailing, chatting with abby and texting..and waiting for my food...&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT IF YOUR EX ASKED YOU BACK?^^ as IF! pero..no freaking way!!!&lt;br /&gt;6. ARE YOU CRAZY ENOUGH TO DO SOMETHING FOR SOMEONE YOU LOVE?^^ depends..&lt;br /&gt;7. DOES THE PERSON YOU'RE CRAZY ABOUT KNOW HOW YOU FEEL?^^ oo naman..&lt;br /&gt;8. IF YOU WERE TO GO BACK TO THE PAST,WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?^^ damn it.bastaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT IF THE PERSON WHOM YOU LOVE HURT YOU RIGHT NOW? WOULD YOU CRY?^^ oo naman..im iyakin when i'm hurt, damn it.don't dare..&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU WERE TRAPPED IN A ROOM ALONE?^^ freak out then call for help on my fone.&lt;br /&gt;11. WHAT'S THE SWEETEST THING ANYONEHAS EVER DONE FOR YOU?^^ i don't know...meron na ba? i guess....aun.&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT CAN MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER IFYOU WERE DEPRESSED?^^ chocolate, ice cream, chocolate revel bars...sleep.&lt;br /&gt;13. EVER HAD FEELINGS FOR ANYONE?^^ doi.&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT TYPE OF friend DO YOU LIKE?^^ un mbait and msyahin..&lt;br /&gt;15. HAVE YOU FOUND THAT TYPE OFPERSON?^^ yes!! :)&lt;br /&gt;16. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON TO HUGYOU? OR YOU GAVE A HUG TO? HOW DID ITFEEL?^^ ----... sarap.hehe&lt;br /&gt;17. WOULD YOU STILL GIVE A CHANCE TOANY PERSON THAT HAS HURT YOU?^^ oo..depende sino un..kung si --- no freaking way..kung si o7, oo..&lt;br /&gt;18.WHERE DO YOU WANNA GO RIGHT NOW?^^ anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;19. DO YOU HATE SOMEONE RIGHT NOW?^^ not really...&lt;br /&gt;20. DO YOU GO ONLINE EVERYDAY?^^ no.&lt;br /&gt;21. ARE YOU FEELING HAPPY RIGHT NOW?^^ okay lang..&lt;br /&gt;so syempre nagsurvey nnmn ako..loko ko tlga..eh gusto ko lang..wla akong mgawa eh..no, i actually have a lot of things to do but later na..this is just my jumpstart of the day before i go plowing my head into academic stuff and then i'll forget that i haven't eaten yet.hehe...sh.it.i have to make my civ paper na..i have to pass it early kasi arts paper pa tapos paper sa aps..preliminary paper lang un..who ever heard of such a thing? i don't even know what to do sa civ paper..then..hay shux.i love college life though.sobrang saya.i guess there are just some factors nung hs kaya tlgang..iba nun.pero ngayon im happyyyy na.laln....uy 11 pla ngayon.i am so out of touch with reality i don't even know the date.&lt;br /&gt;happy 11 angel! :)&lt;br /&gt;ang hirap makilala ng tao sa friendster..okay...so im friends with this girl sa friendster named katie and she's from south korea..i never even met her.naman.she's pretty though.pero i really don't know her! this is so weird.anyway..laln.wla akong mgwa.whenever i look at my friend's list, para kong bumabalik sa nakaraan.wla lang.everything's just so surreal.hay...&lt;br /&gt;everything's changing, i agree. a lot of things are different now.sobrang different.after a year, im freaking friends with this group of crazy girls who make me laugh.hehe :) im still with yan,chippy, jkat, chimmy, jus..and all my other babies..im still o7...&lt;br /&gt;pero ewan.laln.&lt;br /&gt;im still hating "be alert" with passion.damn him! he's just so argh!!! i don't care he left, coz before pa he was pitiful na.i mean, doi. to be fair, he is nice sometimes.but he's still the same...argh.he's just soooo gay! i mean, don't get me wrong.gays are fine by me.but not "be alert"..he's not out kasi pero you can see he is.deny pa ng deny.doiiii...okay so tumataas presyon ko.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..so there.i don't have anything to say naman na.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;im freaking out over the hatawan.i can't do it.i just can't.i can't fight...i can't fight back..and there are very times when i actually do want to fight..but i'm scared to get hurt.coz i know i'll get hurt.im too frail..hay.okay i'll just answer another survey and then i'll eat na.&lt;br /&gt;--answer with true or false-- from liz ;)&lt;br /&gt;I've consumed alcohol: true&lt;br /&gt;I shut others out when I'm depressed: true and false..&lt;br /&gt;I open up to others easily: true..hm..depends din sa tao..so false din..&lt;br /&gt;I hate more than love: false.&lt;br /&gt;I own over 4 rap CDS: false&lt;br /&gt;I love Disney Movies: true&lt;br /&gt;I don't kill insects: false&lt;br /&gt;I curse regularly: true&lt;br /&gt;I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation: false&lt;br /&gt;i have a job: false&lt;br /&gt;I am self conscious: true and false&lt;br /&gt;I like to laugh: true&lt;br /&gt;I smoke a pack a day: false&lt;br /&gt;I can't swallow pills: true.i have a hard time swallowing vitamins and stuff&lt;br /&gt;I've been out of this country: true&lt;br /&gt;I believe in ghosts: true&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room: true&lt;br /&gt;I am very ticklish: true&lt;br /&gt;I love white chocolate: false&lt;br /&gt;I bite my nails: false&lt;br /&gt;I am comfortable with being me: false and true&lt;br /&gt;I play video games: true&lt;br /&gt;Gotten lost in the city: false&lt;br /&gt;Saw a shooting star: false&lt;br /&gt;Had a serious Surgery: false...&lt;br /&gt;Hugged a stranger: false...&lt;br /&gt;Swore at your parents: false&lt;br /&gt;Come close to death: false&lt;br /&gt;Gotten stitches:false&lt;br /&gt;Bitten someone: true&lt;br /&gt;Gotten the chicken pox: true&lt;br /&gt;Ridden in a taxi: True&lt;br /&gt;Been fired: False&lt;br /&gt;Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back: truuuuue&lt;br /&gt;Stole something from your job: false&lt;br /&gt;Been married: FALSE&lt;br /&gt;Saw someone dying: somehow..true&lt;br /&gt;Been on a plane: true&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up within the last two years: true...&lt;br /&gt;Had someone cheat on you: uh..i don't know,..true ata..&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone right now: TRUE&lt;br /&gt;Hate someone but love them at the same time: false...&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm going na tlga.hay..miss you..when will i see you? :c&lt;br /&gt;hay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113694422291458482?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113694422291458482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113694422291458482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113694422291458482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113694422291458482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-will-alison-krauss-who-knows-how.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113672490592827058</id><published>2006-01-08T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T20:55:05.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o7</title><content type='html'>o7 kahapon..laln :) aun lang sasabihin ko... hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks ha...thank you.sarap tlga ng frappe.&lt;br /&gt;hope you had a good rest...&lt;br /&gt;ingat!!!&lt;br /&gt;thanks sam! :)...advance happy 12 kay sam :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113672490592827058?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113672490592827058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113672490592827058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113672490592827058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113672490592827058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/01/o7.html' title='o7'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113655518047948796</id><published>2006-01-06T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T21:56:36.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;every girl's dream - Liz Unay :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Get kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;2. Have that one hot kiss where your pressed against the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;3. Have a guy that thinks you're the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Have a guy that holds on as long as possible when giving hugs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. A boy that whispers he loves you in your ear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;6. Have that moment where you just gaze into each other's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. When you cry, he kisses your tears away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;8. When you're not with your guy he's all that you can think about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Wearing his jacket and everytime you breath in,his scent surrounds you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. A guy who will watch any movie with you, no matter how teary eyed you may get.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. A guy who squeezes your hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. A boy that says he loves you and means it&lt;br /&gt;13. A guy that will play her favorite song outside her window&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. A guy who is loyal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. A guy that will sing to you no matter how bad he is at it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. A guy that will kiss you on the forehead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. A guy that will call you beautiful or adorable...not hot, fine, or sexy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;18. A guy that will never judge you for how you look.&lt;br /&gt;19. A boy that says cheezy stuff to you just to make u smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;20. A boy that is the same when he is with you and when with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;21. A boy that tells you everything honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. A boy that is good with your family and introduces you to his family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;23. A guy that will always let you win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. A guy who stands up for you no matter who it is against&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. A guy who calls you at night just to say 'hi' andsee how your day has been&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;26. A boy who tells you that your smile makes his day and makes everything better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. A boy who will sit on the phone with you when you're sad, even if you're quiet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. A boy who you can hangout and have fun with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. A boy that will just randonmly call you for no reason at all, just because he missed you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. A guy who will hold your hand through the roughest parts of life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. A guy who would love you forever no matter the circumstance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;32. A guy who wouldn't mind you wanting to get all dressed up and do your make up for him. Even if he says he likes you better without make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. A guy who you can be yourself with and he wil lnever give a care and would still tell you that you are amazing to him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;34. A guy who runs his fingers through your hair,like he's washing your worries/troubles away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;35. A guy who tells you you make his day better,just for being you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;another one..Amazingly True.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As we grow up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You will have your heart broken probably morethan once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. &lt;em&gt;You'll fight with your best friend.You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;time is passing too fast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;nice noh...laln :) so there.i am such a wuss tlga....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;A- another name usually ppl call u?:% ja.hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;B- Birth month?% january...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;C- Country of residence:% philippines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;D- Dating someone or not?:% is this a trick question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;E- Eat alot?:% yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;F- Favorite past time hobbY?% reading the hours away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;G- Guitar Player?:% AS IF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;H- Help other people often?:% when it's in dire need.fine.freaking yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I- Initials?:% m.h.m.f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;J- Job?:% unemployed right now..but sa summer..i plan to.hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;K- Kids are mean to you alot?:% no..i'm fine with them na.siguro before but hey...kids will be kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;L- Laugh alot?:% yes...i love to laugh out loud..it's good for my heart :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;M- Married by 25, yes or no?:% freaking no.that's too young an age to settle down!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;N- Nothing upsets you more than ______:% ian.bien.the rain.a day without sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;O- One thing you regret?:% that i didn't. i don't know.i didn't get mad when she erased gulai's last message.for goodness sake!that was too much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;P- Pathetic person?:% no freaking way.not anymore... ;) *clap clap clap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Q- Queen of popularity, whom might that be?:% me of course.i'm darn too cute to go unnoticed. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;R- Regret ever going out with someone in particulAR?% haha.not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;S- Strangers compliment something about you regularly?:% not regularly...haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Teachers pet?:% no way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;U- Under your bed is?:% monsters =s waaaaah!!! :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;V- Vampires, known someone who claims to be one of these mystical demons?:% nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;W- Wicca, known anyone whom practices it?:% none...i almost tried to..but i didn't :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;X - Xandir, on Buffy the Vampire Slayer, cute or not?:% okay lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Y- You a drama queen/king?:% when i want to be..i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Z- Zoo do you like going to them?:% yes! animals are sooo cute!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i called sir templo "tek" kanina.i said "hi sir tek!" for goodness sake! buti na lang natawa lang sya.napansin nya atang nadulas ako kasi tumatawa tapos sabi ko "ay! hi sir templo!' hehehehehe :) got too used to hearing his name when i helped him with some stuff...laln.laz's sooo hot tlga.hahah! sige, gtg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;fyi: aya thinks sir joven used to be a wild child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;...i think he looks better with his long hair.haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113655518047948796?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113655518047948796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113655518047948796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113655518047948796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113655518047948796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/01/every-girls-dream-liz-unay-1.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113637258351381039</id><published>2006-01-04T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T19:03:03.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;1. When u looked at urself in the mirror today,what was the first thing you thought?: ~ shit i look ugly today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;2. How much cash do you have on you?: ~ enough to live by. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "TEST"?: ~ rest.damn i need that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;4. Favorite planet? ~ earth.the only place livable...for now.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call liston your cell phone?: ~ vannie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;6. What is your favorite ring on your phone? ~ ever after by bonnie bailey.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?: ~ just a shirt i usually wear at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;8. Do you "label" yourself? ~ yes. "genius" "princess"...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;9. Name the brand of your shoes you're currentlywearing? ~ rusty lopez.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room? ~ bright.bright.bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;11. What do you think about the person who tookthis survey before you ~ mimi!! hehe :) love ko un!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night? ~ trying to sleep talaga. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;14. What did your last text message you receivedon your cell say? ~ what will i email.hahha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;15. Where is ur nearest 7-11? ~ sa labas ng village.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;16. What's a saying that you say a lot? ~ hello! hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;17.Who told you they loved you last? ~ seeeeecreeeet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched? ~ huh.??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;19. How Many Drugs Have You Done In The Pastthree Days? ~ enough to get me bangege.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need to getdeveloped? ~ nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far? ~ 17.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;22. Your worst enemy? ~ sya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture? ~ fam namin :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;26. Do you like someone? ~  yubba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;27. The last song you listened to? ~ ewaaan.i forgot na eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;aun lang.haha wla akong mgawa.im too busy.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113637258351381039?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113637258351381039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113637258351381039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113637258351381039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113637258351381039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2006/01/1.html' title=''/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113583107722756096</id><published>2005-12-29T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:37:57.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at long last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after so many days i finally blogged again.i looked into my multiply site and laughed at the last song i posted. it was such a mad song for all the right reasons.hehe :) im getting crazy, going crazy out of my mind sa break na to.finally realized that i actually have a lot of things to do with sooo little time.can you believe that i have a paper to pass by the end of january and i don't even have a topic yet..add to that the hatawan souvenir programs and invitations i have to make, the civ group med mish, reports, acads, tests, biology [goodness sake, let me pass this one!], and of course my social life.can't live without that one coz sobrang miniscule na nga lang, tanggalin ko pa ba yun sa buhay ko..hehe :) besides, the only social life i have right now is texting.my social life is nonexistent.or maybe it will.i hope not.i still have dreams of pigging out on my birthday and fatten myself up then lose weight over again. hehehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hmmm.just read a really nice email.sometimes i neglect to read those kinds of stories and when i do, i really feel blessed and hit with this "oo nga noh"...hmmm.when will i ever make a difference?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hmmm..i love the pussycat dolls.sarah hates "don'cha" though.obnoxious daw.well...it's not really mean... hehe :) it's funny in a way but she's not a wrecker or anything.sabi nga if there's love between them, she won't interfere so it's not mean.stick wit you talaga cute :) laln.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;grabe i'm wide awake more than 24 hours.sun is keeping me awake.and im okay witht that coz...there's a lot of stuff we discuss.hehe :) getting to know kung baga.those talks are the reason why i stay awake.coz it helps.no, it's not psychological.pero it helps talaga and it makes me happy.it doesn't matter that i feel dead every 6am in the morning and that i sleep till 1130 in the afternoon.[today i did] and whoah, some substantial stuff.and it was really sweet.really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...i've found all i've waited for...and i could not ask for more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really wish hindi mangyari kay p&amp;n ung nangyari sa'kin.haha :) goodluck na lang sa kanila..pero sana magbati na sila ni chippy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;there are a lot of things to tell and yet i don't have the emotion to say it.hay...i better go.take care dudettes.hihi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;happy new year btw. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hi nicole de pedro :) hihi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;five is just a few more days to go!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113583107722756096?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113583107722756096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113583107722756096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113583107722756096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113583107722756096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-long-last.html' title='at long last'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113391551309150055</id><published>2005-12-07T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T08:31:53.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the crazy thing called ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im really tanga, i swear.i should be doing my paper but im typing the minutes away.pano ba naman, i don't know how my paper looks like and i can't print it.i have it na but im not sure if it's good enough.what the hell, kaya nga may consultation.and i'm not even sure kung meron nga.i have to run....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;happy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;eto na tlga.my Christmas list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;siemens sx1 or treo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-  cd ng orange and lemons../cueshe/destiny's child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- un blue skirt sa limited..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- un pants sa plains&amp;prints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- un top sa yrys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- bouqet of white roses [tama ba spelling!?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- dinner.hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- to p.... more...sobrang saya ko tlga....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aun lang..i love the song 'stick wit you' ng pussycat dolls.tska un..'don't cha'...sarah hates it though.she calls it 'obnoxious'  but i think it's so funny.hehehe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im running through my friendster messages and there are messages that i just can't delete.i just can't.grabe Gulai.2nd Christmas and you're not here na tlga.sobrang naguilty tlga ko years back.im so sorry.that was really sweet of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;read messages from hans.that was really funny.i posted this damned thing on the bulletin board and people read it.not just hans but my classmate read it! for goodness sake!han's even said 'that was nice'...haha.that was so embarassing and sky told the whole classrom about it! grabe tlga un!!so there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sa 7th page ng inbox ko..there's only one message..from Gulai dated November 27, 2003...2 years ago.....musta na kaya un? siguro masaya sya..at least she's not hurting anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sabi ni mia dapat daw ilabas ko un pain..pero ano'ng ilalabas ko? wala na.this is just sadness and guilt.even if i feel like crying when i see her name, sobrang sad na lang tlaga..of course. if someone else dies, i'll be like this rin..siguro mas malungkot..siguro pareho lang..i don't know.why is this happening? everytime i erase a page of messages, it always comes back to one message.to gulai's message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saw vinchie's (from adore) pic.he looks gay na.haha :) just kiddng.but really he does.i don't know what to do.maybe i should just throw that box of letters.not from gulai.her letters are in one box and hers and hers alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;malapit na mag-Christmas.im excited na ewan.kasi andaming ginagawa eh...i gtg na.ingat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113391551309150055?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113391551309150055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113391551309150055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113391551309150055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113391551309150055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/12/crazy-thing-called-me.html' title='the crazy thing called ME.'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113343550854390967</id><published>2005-12-01T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:11:48.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas wishes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;ha...got new wishes..gusto ko ng cd ng orange and lemons...cd ng destiny's child..hay.there's one thing i wanna do.i really wanna paint.i want to.i want to.i want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;but i really want to eat out.have a dinner somewhere as in naka-formal under the moonlight.that's what i want.that's what i want for my birthday. but i dream to paint the sunset, to capture that wonderful scene, to let my feelings flow.if ever i paint, i think it will be abstract.it's a dream. un lang... hay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;sobrang ang baliw ko tlga kanina.....can't help it.found out [from sarah] that sir lazaro [my bio teacher] is an opus dei guy and he made a vow of celibacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway, wla lang tlga kong mgawa..i feel.i don't know what i feel but i have a lot of dreams and i can see myself fulfilling them.im changing.or maybe this is who i really am and im finally discovering myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;im coming out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;i want white roses.roses make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113343550854390967?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113343550854390967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113343550854390967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113343550854390967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113343550854390967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-wishes.html' title='christmas wishes..'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113331245081562843</id><published>2005-11-30T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T09:00:50.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Christmas list and other blahs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;my Christmas list.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- 4th book ni Artemis Fowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- siemens sx1...or any palmheld fone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- to shop sa marks and spencer.. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- chocolates.. [kaya lang this will make me fatter! :(]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- a huge bouquet of flowers nestled against pink paper..haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;- happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;aun lang..alam kong meron pa pero i can't remember na..so there.magppost nln ako ng surveys para msya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[1] who is the last person who give you testimonial? * si abi..miss you abi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[2] what comes to your mind 1st? * ano'ng oras na?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[3] what is your mom dong ryt now? * nsa office na sya eh..im all alone.. waaaah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[4] what is your dad doing ryt now? * office din..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[5] where are you going 2m? * school..may arnis eh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[6] did you ever dream last nyt? * oo..weird and violent.definitely not my style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[7] what is the ringtone of your cellphone? * crazy frog! hahah! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[8] what is the color of your shirt ryt now? * pink spag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[9] who is the last person who texted you? * ^bonnie^ :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[10]what is your favorite dessert or frozen treat and it' s flavor? * chocolate ice cream or sand storm.... :) yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[11] what is the unit of your cellphone? * 2100..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[12] did you ever fall in love? * haha.next question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[13] what time is it? * 8:50.i really should be doing my homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[14] do you have a crush? * right now, meron ulit..galing nya eh.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[15] name her/ him? * d-n-e..hehe :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[16] did you ever manage a big bussiness? * hindi pa naman...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[17] what was the tv show that you watch last night? * nada..too busy.. :( feel like a nerd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[18] where did you go yesterday? * sa school..im a big nerd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[19] what is your breakfast? * haven't eaten yet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[20] did you ever try to ride on a truck? * ay hindi pa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[21] what are you going to do at PICC? * why am i going there?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[22] did you miss somebody except your family? * yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[23] who is your favorite cartoon character? * boo from monster's inc! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[24] your favorite number? * 07! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[25] what is the last thing you bought? * a ticket for travelling home.. hehe :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[26] what is the game that you are playing this time? * billiards with abi :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[27] how many viewed your profile? * aun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[28] whose profile did you viewed last before doing this survey? * wla..nagmmdali ako nun eh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[29] who is the las person you think before sleeping? * siya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[30] who is the last person you saw before sleeping? * ate ko syempre we're in the same room..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[31] what is your favorite subject? * dati civ..ngayon..art! art! art!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[32] are you thirsty ryt now? * not really..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[33] bracelet or necklace? * necklace..im not much into bracelets..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[34] tv or radio? * any..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[35] juice or water? * water..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[36] slippers or shoes? * shoes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[37] high heels or flat one? * i love heels..lalo n kung wedges.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[38] sketchers or converse? * i don't really care..i mean, i don't buy rubbershoes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[39] jag or lee pipes? * jag..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[40] cap or sunvisor? * caps are more useful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[41] volleyball or basketball? * arnis! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[42] senti or classic? * both..i love senti songs.. :) im a mush and a wuss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[43] mall or hauz? * both.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[44] sports car or truck? * eekkk. lime beetle bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113331245081562843?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113331245081562843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113331245081562843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113331245081562843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113331245081562843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-christmas-list-and-other-blahs.html' title='my Christmas list and other blahs.'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113248652335324691</id><published>2005-11-20T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T19:35:23.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;come closer and hold me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;stay in line of my sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;from now till forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;this time, leave me never...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;feel the weight of my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ease the pain from my being slain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;once more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;just like you did before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;wipe my tears dry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;take my hand and fly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;bring me to a new world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;where i can run away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;then stay with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;breathe with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;im so lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;it sucks to be without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;this is crap.i can't even write.the thing is: magparamdam ka naman.that's all i really ask of you.i hope you're okay.feeling ko tuloy you were kidnapped or so freaking grounded.harder this time.o baka ayaw mo lang talga magparamdam.i don't know...just come here.............i need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;survey from: sam...! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do u like 2 smile? * ata..i smile when i have my reason by my side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do u love music?  * okay lang..i don't listen to music all the time though..pag sad lang or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Who do u share all of ur most personal secrets with?  * kay chie lahat.mia and aya..minsan.yung iba lang..kay jenna and danna and faye... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do u love to shop? * if i had the money, i'll be at the mall everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;If u were given a chance to buy anything u want in the world what would it be? * di ko lam..kung pwedeng ilagay na lang sa bank, dun na lang..kung hindi, house and lot sa forbes cavite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Why are you completing this survey?  * i love surveys and for some other reason.basta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;The most:a) grossest thing u ever heard? * uhm..di ko lam eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;b) yummiest thing u ever ate? * marami..pero fettucini tlga ng mum ko.the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;c) cutest boy/girl ever saw? * naman.do i really have to answer that? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;If u were given a chance to rule acountry, what country would it be? * i wanna rule this country with an iron fist and an arch eyebrow! haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;The time you're confused the most? * whenever i sat during mrs. adri's trigonometry class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;The thing that would make u like a guy/girl? *pag gentleman, mabait, and sweet.. :) tska funny! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Are u always happy? lately, IM NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Are u easily jealous? oo..sobra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do u always share drinks with a boy/girl? *not really.with a girl, yes kasi friends naman eh.guys, no way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Are u noisy? *when im with my friends or when im having a really nice time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do u know how to rollerblade? * yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do u like to give hugs? *i like to give and to receive hugs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do u know how to ice skate? *mejo lang..tried it once and i had a really good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do u prefer guys/girls who curse or aguy/girl who loves to touch u? *no to both.except...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Are u a goody-goody or a naughty kid? *im a really good kid.mistaken lang for bad.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you think of your future? *oo, sobra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you easily fall in love? *pag nasa kaniya hinahanap ko..oo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Are you addicted to someONE now? * yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Did you get pissed or pleased when people gave you a surprising moment? *ewan ko..okay lang naman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Are u a complicated person? * i can be if i want to..depende sa tao eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What is your middle name? * miras..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Last person you kissed? *si aya sa cheek kanina..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What are you listening to right now? *wala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what are the last 2 digits in your phone number? *17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What was the last thing you ate? *soup of the day by pancake house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you were a crayon what color would you beand why? * di ko lam eh..siguro white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How is the weather right now? * ewan ko..pero lately super lamig..msaya sana kung... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? *jenna..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The first thing you notice about the opposite sex? *smile.i love smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;favorite Food? *fettucini alfredo.i'm crazy over fettucini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you drink? *alcohol, not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you smoke? *no.eew.gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ever got so drunk you dont remember what you did? * never pa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hair color? *black..dark brown..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eye color?: * brown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you wear contacts? *i prefer glasses eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Favorite Holiday? * any holiday that allows me to rest for a long period of time is fine by me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What something you hate about yourself? *magulo and selosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Have you ever cried for no reason? *not really i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Last Movie you Watched? *i can't remember..o yeah, catwoman on hbo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Is there something that you regret doing atthis moment: *leaving my shoes out there.. damn me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Are you too shy to ask someone one out? * i don't believe in girls making the first move.im too traditional for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you can say something to someone right nowwhat would it be? *i really miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hugs or Kisses? *both talaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla? *chocolate!!! i'm an addict to that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you want your friends to respond? * to what ?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who is most likely to respond? * no one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who is least likely to respond? * everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What books are you reading? *my bio textbooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Piercings?: *1 on each ear lang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Favorite movies? *beauty and the beast! :) un disney version ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;favorite basketball team? baseball team? *arnis leskas.hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Are you in a relationship? * it's complicated. haha.friendster answer ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Any pets? *tix! just kidding.my turtle named mia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AIM? *i don't talk about it much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn? *plain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cats or Dogs? *both! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Favorite Flower? * pink roses.actually, white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Have you ever been caught doing somethingyouwerent supposed to? *hindi naman ata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Have you ever loved someone? *yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Are you still friends with your ex's? * haha.as if.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Have you ever fired a gun?  *i wish.just kididng..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you like to travel by car? *mas comfortable kaya yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Right-handed or Left-handed?: *right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you can be with someone right now, whowould it be? *my monster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with?* 9.i love being surrounded by stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you have a tatoo? *sana nga eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can you see your self married? * ewan ko ba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113248652335324691?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113248652335324691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113248652335324691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113248652335324691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113248652335324691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/11/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113248140542712381</id><published>2005-11-20T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T18:10:05.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hay..magpramdam ka naman.. please? i miss you.where are you? im worried na, actually.....paramdam ka as soon as you can, okay? call me.please? i wanna talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113248140542712381?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113248140542712381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113248140542712381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113248140542712381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113248140542712381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/11/where-are-you.html' title='where are you?'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113144969620361405</id><published>2005-11-08T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T19:50:29.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day and other damned stuff</title><content type='html'>ang kulit ng hitsura ko ngayon...i wore my white skirt, white shirt, a light brown jacket [my sister's] and bronze-colored shoes. sabi nga ni bok white lady daw ako.i never looked so feminine. feminine na conservative in terms of..skirt. nakashirt ako but i used a jacket coz super thin ng shirt ko, kita ang skin tone&lt;br /&gt;ko, 2 shades lighter.hehe.when i bought it i didn't know na it's that thin...so yan.i arrived at school 8:15 and went to the library.my class starts at 9am every T/F and i was relieved that i arrived 45 minutes before my class started. [i hate being late, especially in school!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first teacher is ms.amador.she's nice.mia wasn't there yet around 9am and i didn't know the teacher was the lady on the computer.i commented pa naman na 'naku, baka magalit un teacher!' buti na lang she's nice and she smiles. that's good.God, nag-class agad kami.we watched a film about greek and roman architecture which was okay.ganda talaga ng statues dati but i don't to have one&lt;br /&gt;at my home.way tooooo freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my next teacher &lt;i&gt;was supposed to be&lt;/i&gt; Mr. Arnel Joven.my favorite teacher of all time.if you study at my school, be sure to get him.he's the best teacher in the whole world.i like his teaching style.he's not &lt;i&gt;pikon&lt;/i&gt; and he's really friendly. i even sat on the chair in front of him! i was THAT excited. then a&lt;br /&gt;woman came in.i thought she was a substitute and i was still optimistic though i was wondering where Mr. Joven was. my mind just won't accept that she might be my teacher. o damn. she closed the door. i looked around class and hello, the room is filled to the last chair.WE were ALL [emphasis on the all] eager for Mr.&lt;br /&gt;Joven.Then she introduced herself to us. She's our teacher for the whole sem! Freak!!!  I can't accept it!!!  Noooooooooooooooo!!!!!  My classmates won't either and one even had the balls to ask, 'escuse me, is this Mr. Joven's class?' one classmate even dropped that subject out of dismay.she cried while talking to&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Joven!  I was so disappointed, to think that i centered all my classes around that subject only to find out that the teacher i wanted to have was replaced! Oh my.That sucked big time.i had a talk with Mr. Joven and he explained to us that that morning, when he arrived, there was a note telling him that he's not going&lt;br /&gt;to be our teacher anymore.i was so dismayed!!! Damn that freaking registrar! naman!!!!He doesn't even have a class at 10:30 so why remove him? naman!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a 3-hour break, it's my Filipino, 3-4:30. okay, i'm pretty optimistic about her class.i know i'll get a good grade, i just have to be creative and be concentrated.i know i can do it even if i'm so bored with the subject. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home agad. my heart thundered like hell as i passed by E------a for fear of seeing some people i really don't want to see, lalo na i got the window seat. Thank God there weren't no insects or anything yucky-thingy.  Anyway, as I got near that much-fretted place, from afar, i saw the skirt i knew so well and i can hardly breathe.Thankfully, there weren't anyone then i saw her.i was so&lt;br /&gt;shocked because she even rode the same bus!  She sat in the back, buti na lang i sat on the front.grabe talaga.i tried to talk to her when we both got off the bus but i didn't see her after that so I went home.i know i have to talk to her and all but there just never seems to be an opportunity...i don't know if it's fate or what.but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw on TV a strip of news about a museum inside the Bilibid Prison.  You know what kind?  A death penalty museum!  As in, andun ung pictures ng mga taong nacondemn with death penalty...since 1920's pa daw and the first ones to get that sentence were Japanese prisoners of war. tapos meron pang mga electric chairs. ung mga unang electric chairs na ginamit dati.You know why they did that, to&lt;br /&gt;show how much they changed na daw...tapos may mga livelihood stuff that the prisoners do daw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay grabe.ngaun ko lang nalaman na ung mga plays na pinapalabas pala nila sa school bayad na, kasama na sa tuition.  so im gonna take every opportunity to watch every freaking play that i can cram into my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so un lang.it's one hell of a day. parang roller-coaster.happy-dismay-happy-surprise-nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my wisdom teeth.they're just teeth made to give pain to mankind or for others, made to make the dentists/surgeons richer and us poorer. grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg.ingat.....what a freaking time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113144969620361405?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113144969620361405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113144969620361405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113144969620361405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113144969620361405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-day-and-other-damned-stuff.html' title='first day and other damned stuff'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113135978300589304</id><published>2005-11-07T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T18:36:23.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>observe the world around me</title><content type='html'>surveys muna..hmmm...&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nakikinig ka ba sa teacher?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kumain ka ba ng balot?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~dati..ngayon hindi na eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sumuka ka na ba sa sobrang hilo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~dati..when i got really sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nakagulpi ka na ba ng tao?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~haha..hindi.gulong oo..sana nga tao un eh. [bad..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Nang mamanyak ka ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~kay monster..hihi :) sabi nila oo..pag pinapalo ko butts ng friends ko..hehe. there's no malice in that naman eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Naninigarilyo ka ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~yuck......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Uminom ka ba hanggang hindi ka na makatayo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Nkasakay ka na ba ng kalabaw?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~hindi!!horse pa lang..nung high school..saya nga eh.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Naramdaman mo na bang mamamatay ka na?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~oo..hehe :) natural and self-made causes. hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Nayakap mo na ba crush mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~oo.. :) pero wala akong crush ngayon eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Naglalaro ka ba ng apoy?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~nung bata ako! enjoy nga eh.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Napaiyak ka na ba sa sakit ng katawan?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~no..sabi ni tix pain-tolerant ako..which i guess is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Masakit bang masuntok?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~oo!si mavic kasi eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Marunong ka bang magRO?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~hindi kami nagganyan eh.. :( sayang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Handa ka bang mamatay para sa iniibig mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~depende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Masarap bang kumain ng pagkain?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sobra!!i mean, i have to watch the figure and all pero mmm..sarap kumain eh... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Namamato ka ba ng bato?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ngayon? hindi.gamit lang.hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Nagtaksil ka na ba sa kapwa mo o kahit sino man?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ha..ewan ko..i guess so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Nakatapak ka na ba ng tao?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~oo ata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Nakatanggap ka na ba ng regalo sa buong buhay mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Nag-iimagine ka na ba ng bad?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~oo..lahat naman ata eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Nakikita mo ba sarili mo sa salamin?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~oo..hindi ako mumu..monster lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Alchoholic ka ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~no way! eew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Nakapanood ka na ba sa sinehan?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~oo naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Gusto mo bang pumatay ng tao?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~hindi nga....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Nakasuntok ka na ba ng kaibigan?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~si ian.pero di kami friends eh.basta hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Gusto mo na bang mamatay?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~no way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Nakipag away ka ba na umabot sa OPS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~hindi ata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Nawala na ba ang id mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~kala ko lang pero hindi pa naman..buti na lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Nawawala mo ba pera mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~hindi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. May nagsabi na ba sayo na tamad ka?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~oo..mga tao sa paligid ko..except si kat.hindi daw ako tamad eh.ewan ko ba dun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. May crush ka ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~NIL. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Sinabi mo na ba sa crush mo ang nararamdaman mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~no way..ayoko nga.pero somehow, they get that information.hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Napaaway ka na ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~oo..!kay ian!haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Nagsinungaling ka na ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~oo..when worse comes to worst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. May nagtangka bang nakawan ka?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~wla pa ata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Namimis mo ba ung crush mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;######&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.nagsampay ka na ba ng damit mo sa likod ng ref nyo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** oo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.kumain ka ba ng chocolate ngayong araw na to?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** wala ngang chocolate eh :( gusto ko ng cadbury.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.huling mall na pinuntahan mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** hm..sm bic ata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.latest movie na pinanood mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** dark light sa hbo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.umutang ka na ba sa tindahan?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.napanood mo ba yung concert ni allan, gladys at janno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** ano un? naaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.kelan ka huling nagswimming?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** nung nagpunta kaming palawan nung sembreak..saya! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.nakapanood ka na ba ng live sa eat bulaga?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** i never dreamed of doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.nagperform ka na ba sa isang play? anong character mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** naman.angel.aswa ni herod.taong bayan.tao.worshipper.hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.nasan ka ba ngayon ha?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** sala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.iyakin ka no?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** oo grabe. little mermaid makes me cry.hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.kelan ka huling sumakay sa bangka?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** nung nagpunta kaming palawan..im not sure of the date eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.nakapunta ka na ba sa cubao?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** oo pero dumaan lang kami ni ma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.edi nakapasok ka na sa gateway mall&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** hindi pa ata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.anong masasabi mo sa gateway mall?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** aba ewan.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.kumakain ka ba sa 7-11?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** dati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.bumili ka na ba ng damit sa ukay2x?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** uh..hindi eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.na harass ka na ba nung nalasing ka?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** hindi pa nga ko nalalasing eh..sayang.joke :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.sino katabi mo matulog?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** wala..i mean.basta.mga bears ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.nakipag away ka na ba sa school nyo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** i think.inaaway nila ko eh..hehe :) tahimik lang ako..si reg ata at d***..si choi.sino pa ba? haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.ano yung mga weird things na nagawa mo na?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** ewan ko...di ko lam eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.huling prutas na kinain mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** mango..sarap! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.huling song na kinanta mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** kandila - sugarfree...ang ganda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.ano pala masasabi mo dun sa last movie na pinanood mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** wala..it's okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.close ba kayo ng mga pinsan mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** not all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.ows? talaga? promise?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.may ring ka bang suot?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** wala eh..tinapon ko..dba monster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.ano yan, silver, gold or tanso lang?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** un..silver..gusto ko white gold.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.e ano naman yung pinapakikinggan mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** si tix, kumakanta at tumutugtog ng 'you'-karen carpenter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.nagsuklay ka na ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** hindi ko gawain un!!wala un sa mundo ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.kelan mo huling inaway kapatid mo? umamin ka!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** ewan ko..i don't really keep track of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.sino fave mo sa PBB?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** wala eh..si SAY na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.sa tingin mo, bading ba si Uma ng PBB?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** oo, feeling ko tlga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.natumba ka na ba sa bike?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** oo.hehe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.e nadapa ka na ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** oo.hehe :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.kelan mo huling nakasama mga barkada mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** barkada..nung enrollment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.fave show mo sa mtv?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** wala eh..basta maganda ung videos okay na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.nakapunta ka na ba sa intramuros?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** oo.enjoy nga ko dun eh..parang pinoy.pinoy.pinoy talaga dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.kelan ka huling gumamit ng webcam?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.kelan ka huling nagpagupit ng buhok?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** nung summer siguro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.anong gagawin mo pag nanalo ka sa lotto?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** depende sa price..let's say..3million.i'll 1million for my school fees.so 2million na lang.i'll go to england and italy with my family.singapore.disney land.tapos lalagay ko sa bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.ang tanong, tumataya ka ba sa lotto?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** hindi eh.hihi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.epal ka ba sa mga friends mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** ewan ko..am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.anong plano mo ngayong halloween?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** matulog.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.anong madalas mong gawin sa sementeryo pag nov.1?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** umupo sa nitsa.hehe :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.may malapit bang mall dyan sa bahay nyo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** sm bicutan.hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.anong oras na ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** 06:18pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.san ka huling nagpunta?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** sa.......simbahan kahapon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.what is the scientific name of acacia tree?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** acacia....ewan ko.i'll ask pag nagkita na kami, ayt? :)&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. friends or boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* friends.monster friends.hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. college or high school?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* college!!! i miss my fourth year, though. i mean..un skul, not the admin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. angelina jolie or julia roberts?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* julia roberts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. brad pitt or tom cruise?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* brad pitt.ang gwapo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. basketball or volleyball?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* basketball pag ate ko or friends ko naglalaro..otherwise,,i'll go with volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. eastwood or malate?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i've never been to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. redhorse or strong ice?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ...........neither............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. tequila or vodka?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ...........neither............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. mcdo or jollibee?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* jollibee noh..for some personal reason, i dislike mcdo but their chocolate sundae is cheaper and their twister fries are yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. grudge or ring?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* eew.neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. siNgLe or tAkEn&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sino? monsters rule :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. go for younger or older? (bf/gf)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* uhmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. j.lo or janet jackson?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* j.Lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. rubbershoes or sandals?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. lotr or harry potter?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* harry potter na lang..lotr bores me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. cellphone or computer?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* uhm..both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. globe or smart or sun?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sana sun..[sigh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Christmas vacation or summerbreak?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* both....kaya lang summer bores me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. brains or goodlooks?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* brains, definitely.nakakamatay pag walang alam kausap mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. have you watched return of the king?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. when?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. counterstrike or ragnarok?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ... neither...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. adventurous or romantic movie?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* romance..hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. winston or marlboro?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ...neither....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. manila bulletin or inquirer or phil star?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i trust inquirer most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. abs or gma?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ABS.although pareho lang silang copycats ng isa't-isa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. pillow w/o blnket or blnket w/o pillow?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* eeeee....blanket without pillow.i can't sleep without something covering me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. girbaud or esprit?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* marithe francois girbaud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. badminton or tabletennis?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* table tennis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. kisses or toblerone?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* kisses!!sobrang sarap..lalo na pag with almonds..yummm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. math or science?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* eeekkkk...science na lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. nokia or samsung?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* kahit ano.ano ba mas quality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. beermen or ace?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. o'sullivan or deuel?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. bmw or mb?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* mb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. mango or banana?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* mangoes.i frown upon bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. malls or bars?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* malls..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. y ru answern this?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* kasi wala talaga kong magawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. would you answer more surveys such as this?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* siguro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. who do you think will read this?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* si monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. what's up?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the roof.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.bakit namimigay ng regalo si santa?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* para un mga taong walang regalo, may matanggap.hihih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.bkit malaki ang mata ng mga anime?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* para pa-cute.hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. bakit tinawag na hello kitty si hello kitty?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* coz when you see a kitty..you say hello.heheheheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. bakit hindi na lang hi kitty?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* hm.don't worry, tatanong ko pag nagkita na kami. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. dami ba tanong ko?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* okay lang..at least may ginagawa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. ano favorite mong color/s?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* white.black.lime.gold..pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. ano favorite mong tv show?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ha..wala eh..totally spies siguro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. last question. ilan na ang naging cellphone mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* let's see...5110..3310..bosch..5210..tapos un ngayon..2100..so.. panglima ko na to! hehe :)&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwei..napansin ko lang..nagbloghopping kasi ko kanina.tapos parang ang dark nung dalawa..un isa naman, walang kwenta..i mean, hindi sya interesting..un isa, God, parang ako dati.heartbroken na puro poems ang blog nya! napaisip tuloy ako..never knew na ganun sya.na ganun..basta.tapos when i got the chance to get my friendster to work, ang sad nung name nung isa..im not okay.parang..okay...wala lang.ang sad naman ng mga tao sa school..nung nagcollege ako, parang ang saya ng mundo..looking back on my last link sa taro, parang ang lungkot ng mga tao? i don't have a reason to be sad.if anything, im happy.majorly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited na ko magpasukan.nako joven, uno na ko sayo tlga. i'll make sure of that.naku naku naku..excited na ko makita si ian, get a stick and hit him in the head with all my might.whenever i see that son of a gun, i get this urge to slap him.haha.he's so damn irritating kasi eh!!! sobra talaga.his personality ranks there with mark and carlo on the crummiest personalities [na guy].. sobra. laln..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monster bakit ba ayaw maniwala nila yayhie ha? kaw kasi nagtinginan pa kayo ni kc.announcement: yayhie..dina..danna g..hindi po. hehe :) diba monster, hindi naman? for them, at least hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss ko na sila...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babyboy,&lt;br /&gt;babygirl,&lt;br /&gt;fayerz ko..&lt;br /&gt;chamimay&lt;br /&gt;chippy! :)&lt;br /&gt;darling06 ko.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;monster ko..&lt;br /&gt;baby gulp..&lt;br /&gt;COLC..si abi..!&lt;br /&gt;sugar16 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay..laln..ang ganda tlga ng 'you're beautiful' ni james blunt.. mejo sad nga lang pero it's nice..actually, wala lang akong magawa kayo i keep on rambling on about semi-useless stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napansin ko parang napakapolitical ng pieces ko lately.this is sooo not a political blog.those are just thoughts crammed in my head which i sooo wanted to release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napansin ko lang.im so sentimental and i love bright colors..kasi happy pag bright..unlike in this blog, when i go for bright, im not hiding under the happy-facade.im not..masaya lang magopen ng blog na happy....naaapektohan nga ko pag nakakakita ako ng blog na malungkot eh..parang ang dark.that's why i love black WITH white, lime, yellow, gold..basta bright and happy colors..kaya enjoy ako sa orange..sa bright pink..sa lime.sa yellow..ang saya eh..nkakalift ng sad mood..kaya nga tuwa ako sa blog ko eh..kasi white.it's actually semi-pink but it's so light pink it's almost white.nuf said. andami na talagang nagbabagong buhay noh..wala lang..feeling ko lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you see is what you get pala no..i mean, sa'kin..except when i act my best..when i hide every tear behind every laugh..sa mga piling tao lang ako hindi nagtatago..but when i have to hide, i hide. o sige na..i gtg. ingat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss you monster ko!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113135978300589304?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113135978300589304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113135978300589304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113135978300589304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113135978300589304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/11/observe-world-around-me.html' title='observe the world around me'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113125603928079027</id><published>2005-11-06T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:47:19.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird</title><content type='html'>the weirdness of things just puzzle me. they make me rack my brain for possible answers and what-ifs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many unanswered questions..maybe i'll carry them to my grave..maybe those questions are better left unanswered..but i can't rest peacefully if i don't know what happened. i have to know.that's how i operate...i have to know every angle before moving.maybe i'm like this because already took too many risks to not to be careful anymore.i'm just scared of the pain corners bring. i might be like this but i do take risks every now and then. jenna knows that, don't you? hihi :) [thanks for the precautions, kat.. :)] i'll be fine.maybe someday i'll learn to take a step with closed eyes and learn to live with it and just move on.coz that's how life is.that's what a life is.a cycle...maybe my life moves too fast; maybe too slow. but i do know that with every step, i'll have you beside me..diba? i know i'll always have &lt;font size=3 color=green&gt;chimmy&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font size=3 color=green&gt;faye&lt;/font&gt; to verbally abuse.  &lt;font size=2 color= black&gt;angel, jaja,&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font size=2 color=black&gt;pyra&lt;/font&gt; to answer my love questions.. &lt;font size=3 color=green&gt;jkat, yan,&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font size=3 color=green&gt;chie&lt;/font&gt; to tease, care for, laugh at and with..so there..yun lang..take care ... :) feels good to let the whole world know how i feel. hehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113125603928079027?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113125603928079027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113125603928079027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113125603928079027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113125603928079027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/11/weird.html' title='weird'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113125361206695818</id><published>2005-11-06T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:09:52.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>candy-colored fonts and other ramblings</title><content type='html'>it's sunday once again and i can't help listening to magic 89.9. parang sunday is the best time to listen to the radio.hehe :) parang ang sarap pag sunday.no stress, no worry! kahit may sakit pa ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;marquee direction=up&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butterflies flutter around me&lt;br /&gt;i reach out to touch them&lt;br /&gt;and they're gone&lt;br /&gt;once again&lt;br /&gt;riding with the wind&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized i don't see you smile often.even when I see you, you don't smile.why? slowly, i'm beginning to know you better and i feel nice about that. angaling noh, after so many months, im starting to know you which is such a good thing. :) im happy about that..lalang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;*Whats the last movie you watched?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] sa cinema: 40-year old virgin.. (i don't go out much)..sa house, mulanII..!!! :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you could put together a concert of 5 bands, which bands would you choose?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] m.y.m.p, southborder, sugarfree, coldplay, orange and lemons!! :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lyrics that sum up your love life?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] especially for you siguro..fix you? di ko lam....!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Latest addiction?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] nil.getting the phlegm out of my system.joke..siguro books pa rin...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you ever had the slight urge to kill someone?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] of course...naman.but i didn't act on that..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What book are you reading right now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] just finished reading hailey books..shopaholic takes manhattan..im still finding books to devour..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ...bothers you right now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] i know it's skin-deep pero im bother that i can't return liz's smile sa friendster..hehe :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ... was the best thing that happened to you this week?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] i don't know..nkapag-enroll siguro ko..joke lang.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ... will you wish for if you have a genie?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] cd records..good business for my fam..to see the afore-mentioned bands play..to be happy..which is..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* .the last person you went out with?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] family...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ... completes your day?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] hmm? friends..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ... will you watch a movie?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] pag lumabas na ang chicken little..or pag talagang napilitan, harry potter..it bores me now.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ... was the last time you asked for help?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] nung enrollment.hehe :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What's In Your VCD Player?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] nil.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What Time Did You Wake Up Today?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] past 7 am..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Current hairstyle:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] ganun pa rin..still my wonderful, curly hair..hihi :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Can You Play An Instrument?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] yes, the piano..a bit lang.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What were you doing 12AM last night:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] playing the computer.. had fun :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What do you think you'll be doing in 10years?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] happily working my ass off &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Are you paranoid?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] oo naman.... :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*First enemy?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] a few years after i was born, i met the thundering person of. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Last crush?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] can't remember..si..m---- ata..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Last CD/song played?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] hehe :) ever after !! :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Last annoyance?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] my cough and colds grr. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*San ka pupunta bukas?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] wala..sa 8 pa pasukan eh.. :) im soooo bored nga lang..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Anong gagwin mo dun?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] wala..matutulog as usual...magisa lang ako!! :( &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Anong iniisip mo ngayon?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] sana gumaling na ko..wala na bang ibang magawa sa internet? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*San ka nakatira? (condo, village, apartment, etc.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] sa milky way galaxy, universe, solar system, earth, asia, philippines, NCR, metro manila, paranaque, village. :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sino ang gusto mo patayin ngayon?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] wala, syempre.. :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Anong ideal age mo to marry?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] ewan ko..hihi :) kahit kelan basta stable na ko and ready..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Meron ka bang true friends?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] yes, thank God.i love them all.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the place to be?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] kung nasan ung taong nakakapagpasaya sa'kin..at may food, malamig at comfortable.hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* latest regret?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] i don't like to regret anything eh...i have to stand by the things i did..diba? so there..i don't like regrets and i have nil regrets.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay..yey, nakapag-survey ulit ako, finally satiated my taste for answering surveys though i want more....laln.. im chatting with pyra right now.. hmmm.. happy monthsary sa inyo!! :) so there..i have to go now... mwuahugs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uy! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113125361206695818?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113125361206695818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113125361206695818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113125361206695818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113125361206695818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/11/candy-colored-fonts-and-other.html' title='candy-colored fonts and other ramblings'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113120731821648144</id><published>2005-11-06T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T00:15:18.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>traditions and random thoughts</title><content type='html'>watched MulanII kanina sa disney..it's nice but i like the first one better..i have this thing about originality..or traditions.. got to thinking that maybe traditions are not such a bad thing.. i mean, old practices can still be done but we have to go with the flow..i guess most of the time, it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to thinking that maybe if we go back to our age-old traditions..though not the nomadic times nor the pre-spanish times.i mean, when we were experiencing prosperity..[for a time, i hope we did experience that.]..i also wondered..if we closed our doors to the world for a while, what would happen? sure, sobrang daming riots, i mean for such a long time we're the dumping place of all the retched products Japan, China, and the US produce and suddenly, we're not available for their dump anymore..so what would happen? will we be like China who progressed? Japan who's so advanced?bakit ang ibang countries na nakaexperience far greater pain than we have, progressive na? even vietnam's better than us. what's happening? sometimes, i think communism and the closed-door policy is the best thing we can ever have.i'll even welcome marcos back.though not with imelda marcos tagging along. he's good.probably the smartest president ever.he just got corrupted as with the problem in most politicians.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i just want to let the whole world think that communism would be good.discipline is sooo not a bad thing. power is not a bad thing. money is not a bad thing. abuse of these, however, is a bad thing.too much discipline begets wariness, possibly opposition. from too much power arises morale degenaration.  overflowing cash gives you too much reign on life and you lose a touch of what things really matter. sometimes, if we just step back, maybe we'll see what's really good for us. sigh.if only the shoutouts of a seventeen-year old kid like me could be heard all over the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, i'll stand alone in the darkness and judging stares with no hand to hold except God's, and God's alone.  So help us, God.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;good post by jenna :) on Nov. 1, 2005...**worth mentioning** http://jkat13.blogs.friendster.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113120731821648144?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113120731821648144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113120731821648144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113120731821648144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113120731821648144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/11/traditions-and-random-thoughts.html' title='traditions and random thoughts'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113091432083939437</id><published>2005-11-02T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T14:52:00.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff i think</title><content type='html'>i read kanina an article about the philippines..we've stepped back from progress.AGAIN.as always.hay.high rate of poverty daw.you know what i think? that poverty can be solved if only those people in the slums who are not well-off;who are included in the poverty line; should stop getting themselves pregnant, thus increasing the poverty rate.more mouths to feed, more babies to take care, more people to pollute and then blame everything on the government. hell.&lt;br /&gt;they vote every election time, expecting the leaders to make a miracle and make them millionaires.duh.that's not how it works, people?!? im just really tired of seeing the poverty around us and know that it's partly their fault too..they should make an effort to meet the government programs at least halfway..tapos ang tamad-tamad pa nating mga pinoy.sometimes i just wish to get out of here and work like hell.so there.gusto ko lang mag-rant about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay.i reread some stuff i wrote back then..eew tlga.kadiri to think that i took track of..basta.ala lang.tapos may narealize ako..na hindi ko man lang agad napansin..am i manhid? i guess i am.it never occurred to me na matagal na pala.on both sides.maybe i was just too blind or maybe it was too surreal to begin with.ngaun, everything's like a dream with reality creeping in every now and then and a flashback from the past pops in suddenly at the most unthinkable of moments and when i don't really want to remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there..i just want to get things out of my system..now i understand what they mean when they ask: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who will you choose, the one who loves you or the one you love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113091432083939437?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113091432083939437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113091432083939437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113091432083939437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113091432083939437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/11/stuff-i-think.html' title='stuff i think'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9719905.post-113050619204096756</id><published>2005-10-28T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T21:29:52.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more surveys from the bored goddess</title><content type='html'>1.Saan ka madalas tumambay pag may klase?&lt;br /&gt;x. sa lib.sa kahit anong available classroom sa ALB para aircon.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Bakit bawal tumapak sa damo?&lt;br /&gt;x. eh baka mamatay ung damo..kawawa naman.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Pinaka-kadiring nahawakan mo?&lt;br /&gt;x. kamay ni ian siguro.just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Nakatulog ka na ba sa klase?&lt;br /&gt;x. of course. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Nasasarapan ka ba sa Melon?&lt;br /&gt;x. i don't eat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Pag di tumibok ang puso?&lt;br /&gt;x. siguro dumaan ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Bakit mo tong naisipang sagutan?&lt;br /&gt;x. kasi wala akong magawa..eh ikaw, bakit mo binabasa to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.nasubukan mo na bang tulugan ang nagtuturo mong teacher?&lt;br /&gt;x. oo naman..good girl ata to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.aLin mas gusto mo,Boracay o Baguio?&lt;br /&gt;x. baguio na noh.i'd rather stay in the cold than stay in some polluted beach. i prefer palawan.  virgin, unpolluted islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Sino Crush mo?&lt;br /&gt;x. wala noh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Masarap bang matulog?&lt;br /&gt;x. oo.lalo na pag umuulan..wow sarap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Naaaliw ka ba sa mga ilaw sa RoxasBlvd?&lt;br /&gt;x. oo sobra! :) ang cute nga eh.hehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Nakapasyal ka na ba sa Africa?&lt;br /&gt;x. hindi pa, unfortunately. hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Hinimatay ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;x. hindi pa nga eh..wishing and waiting for it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Broken-Hearted?&lt;br /&gt;x. now? ngek.as if i have any reason to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Nakainom ka na ba ng tubig sa dagat?&lt;br /&gt;x. yuck oo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Nakagat ka na ba ng aso?&lt;br /&gt;x. hindi pa naman..sinunggaban pa lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Umalis ka na ba ng bahay na pambahay ang suot?&lt;br /&gt;x. oo ata.lagi.hehe joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Antukin ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;x. hindi noh.sobrang hindi tlga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ano ang wallpaper/logo ng pc/laptop mo?&lt;br /&gt;x. family ko. cute noh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Nakatapon ka na ba ng tubig sa loob ng bus?&lt;br /&gt;x. hindi, buti na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Nawalan ka na ba ng cellphone?&lt;br /&gt;x. oo last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Bored ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;x. now? no, damn pissed off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Nakikipaglaro ka ba sa labas?&lt;br /&gt;x. sana diba para masya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Vain ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;x. oo, bakit ikaw, hindi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.May sarili ka bang PC.?&lt;br /&gt;x. nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Pano kung may nagsabi na "ang corny mo"?&lt;br /&gt;x. o so? meron na noh.mia turtie. hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Love mo siya?&lt;br /&gt;x. sino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.pinaka significant na numero para sa iyo?&lt;br /&gt;x. 75.passing sa grades. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1: Basics&lt;br /&gt;1. NICKNAME&lt;br /&gt;x. haeja, jaja, ja, haejaja, goldie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. GENDER&lt;br /&gt;x. female.oo, female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. BIRTHDATE&lt;br /&gt;x. jan.23.1988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHERE DO YOU LIVE&lt;br /&gt;x. italy sana.or canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. HEIGHT&lt;br /&gt;x. secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. SHOE SIZE&lt;br /&gt;x. i don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. FIRST CRUSH&lt;br /&gt;x. gino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHATS YOUR SIGN&lt;br /&gt;x. aquarius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHATS THE FIRST IMPRESSION OF YOU&lt;br /&gt;x. smart [coz of the glasses]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. HAVE A TATTOO &lt;br /&gt;x. sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2: Food&lt;br /&gt;1. MCDONALDS OR BURGER KING -&lt;br /&gt;x. eew.nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. COKE OR PEPSI&lt;br /&gt;x. coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ROOT BEER OR CALI&lt;br /&gt;x. root beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. TEA OR COFFEE&lt;br /&gt;x. coffee.heaven ang mocha frappe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. VANILLA OR CHOCOLATE&lt;br /&gt;x. syempre chocolate.chocolate.chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. CAKE OR PIE&lt;br /&gt;x. cake! chocolate cake or ref cake to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3: Pick one&lt;br /&gt;1. MARRY PERFECT FRIEND OR PERFECT LOVER&lt;br /&gt;x. perfect friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CATS OR DOGS&lt;br /&gt;x. both.i love both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 1 PILLOW OR 2&lt;br /&gt;x. two or more.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. W/ OR W/O ICE&lt;br /&gt;x. ang alin? drinks? eh..pag soft drink, without. pag iced tea, with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. TOP OR BOTTOM&lt;br /&gt;x. ano to?..uhm.bottom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WINTER/SPRING/SUMMER/FALL&lt;br /&gt;x. fall! wonderful trees.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. SKIING OR BOARDING&lt;br /&gt;x. skiing na noh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. BIKING OR BLADING&lt;br /&gt;x. bike.i love bikes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.ROCK/RAP/R&amp;B/PUNK/ALT/SKA/TECHNO/&lt;br /&gt;x. naman, r&amp;b na.kung punk, pwede ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. NIGHT OR DAY&lt;br /&gt;x. night!! night!! night!! but im a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. VEST OR MITTENS -&lt;br /&gt;x. mittens.. hehe :) they look so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. DRESSED OR UNDRESSED&lt;br /&gt;x. fully dressed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. BUNK OR WATER BED&lt;br /&gt;x. bunkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. MAKE PLANS OR GO ALONG&lt;br /&gt;x. ewan..go along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. TRUTH OR DARE&lt;br /&gt;x. haha.dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. MTV OR VH1&lt;br /&gt;x. mtv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. OCEAN OR POOL&lt;br /&gt;x. pool..pero mganda ocean ha..safer lang ang pool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. SHOWERS OR BATHS&lt;br /&gt;x. bath.mas matipid sa tubig lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. BLIND OR DEAF&lt;br /&gt;x. blind na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4: Favorites&lt;br /&gt;1. COLORssss&lt;br /&gt;x. white.black.gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. NUMBER&lt;br /&gt;x. seven.05.seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. SUBJECT&lt;br /&gt;x. lit..christian civ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. SHOE BRAND/s&lt;br /&gt;x. rl.hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. SPORTS&lt;br /&gt;x. ako? arnis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. DRINK&lt;br /&gt;x. water.mocha frappe!!!! any chocolatey-yummylicious drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ANIMAL&lt;br /&gt;x. cats.dogs.bears.dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. HOLIDAY&lt;br /&gt;x. nada.it's all the same to me.'happy' doesn't exist in my holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. FAVORITE LINE FROM A MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;x. i forgot the exact words..but richard gere's proposal to julia roberts in 'runaway bride'. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. BAND&lt;br /&gt;x. orange and lemons of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;x. beauty and the beast.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. PLACE TO CHILL&lt;br /&gt;x. bahay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. FLOWERS&lt;br /&gt;x. i love them. white/pink/red roses. yellow roses are nice too but...they make me remember something id rather forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. PERFUME&lt;br /&gt;x. bvlgari white pour homme - the best scent for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 5: Would you?&lt;br /&gt;1. MOVE ANYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;x. to italy or canada or england, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. DYE YOUR HAIR&lt;br /&gt;x. no-no-no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. MEET ONE FAMOUS PERSON&lt;br /&gt;x. sana si Pope John Paul..hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. LIVE WITH ONE PERSON FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE&lt;br /&gt;x. just one? i guess so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. NAME ONE PERSON YOU LOVED&lt;br /&gt;x. hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. NAME ONE THING THAT EMBARRASSES YOU&lt;br /&gt;x. ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. DO YOU LIKE SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;x. slight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. DO YOU LIKE TALKING ON THE PHONE&lt;br /&gt;x. depends sa kausap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. DO YOU HAVE YOUR OWN LINE&lt;br /&gt;x. buti wala.joke lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE Q's!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MOST OVERUSED EXPRESSION:&lt;br /&gt;x. damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR THOUGHTS WHEN WAKING UP:&lt;br /&gt;x. ano'ng oras na? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first feature you notice in the opposite sex:&lt;br /&gt;x. smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your usual bedtime:&lt;br /&gt;x. iba-iba eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU...&lt;br /&gt;Curse:&lt;br /&gt;x. oo, grabe.wish i'd stop na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing well:&lt;br /&gt;x. haha.for me, yes. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself:&lt;br /&gt;x. of course. no one else will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9719905-113050619204096756?l=pnkgnw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/feeds/113050619204096756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9719905&amp;postID=113050619204096756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113050619204096756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9719905/posts/default/113050619204096756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pnkgnw.blogspot.com/2005/10/more-surveys-from-bored-goddess.html' title='more surveys from the bored goddess'/><author><name>goddess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b
