<?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-18300842</id><updated>2011-11-25T09:41:45.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+|The Purple Outburst|+</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114690149604463734</id><published>2006-05-06T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T15:44:56.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakit ba ang lungkot-lungkot ko?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Aww.. Ang sad ko talaga.." src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/naruto/sad/sakura59.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aww. I feel so, so sad. I don't even know the reason so don't ask me why. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Wawa!?!?!" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/naruto/sad/naruto03.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Argsh!! Ayoko na ng ganitong feeling?!?!?! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Nababaliw na ako!! Waaahahaha.." src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/naruto/sad/sakura50.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ewan. Baliw na ako! Bahala na! Basta, kakain na lang ako ng chocolates!! Wahahaha!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry kung walang kwenta tong post ko. Xencia ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114690149604463734?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114690149604463734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114690149604463734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114690149604463734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114690149604463734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/05/bakit-ba-ang-lungkot-lungkot-ko.html' title='Bakit ba ang lungkot-lungkot ko?!'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114675489653870543</id><published>2006-05-04T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T23:01:36.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting To Know Someone From A to Z</title><content type='html'>A - Age:&lt;br /&gt;**15&lt;br /&gt;B - Band listening to right now:&lt;br /&gt;**The Silent Band. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;C - Career:&lt;br /&gt;**student &amp;amp; accountant. :D&lt;br /&gt;D - Drink or smoke:&lt;br /&gt;**drink water and stuffs. smoke - nada.&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest person/s to talk to:&lt;br /&gt;**jobie [brother]&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite song/s at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;**BARNEY GOOGLE [with his goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes!!]&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms:&lt;br /&gt;**Gummy Bears&lt;br /&gt;J - Junk foods you like:&lt;br /&gt;**Nova, Tortillos&lt;br /&gt;L - Longest car ride ever:&lt;br /&gt;**Home --&gt; Baguio&lt;br /&gt;M - My favorite Sport/s:&lt;br /&gt;**badminton - the only sport I play.&lt;br /&gt;N - Number of relationships you've had:&lt;br /&gt;**nada. :D&lt;br /&gt;O - One wish you have:&lt;br /&gt;**wherld peas. :D&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobias:&lt;br /&gt;**rabid dogs, spiders and other unwelcome animal friends. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;Q - Favorite Quote:&lt;br /&gt;**In times of misery, there is always hope - in the form of chocolates and candybars. ( :&lt;br /&gt;R - Reason to smile:&lt;br /&gt;**I feel the SENSE OF FULFILLMENT. *Naks.*&lt;br /&gt;S- Song: BARNEY GOOGLE nga eh. [Naubusan na siya ng pang-S. hehe.]&lt;br /&gt;T- Time you woke up: 9:15 AM&lt;br /&gt;U - Unknown fact about you:&lt;br /&gt;**Uhm, I lurve binge-eating at some times. Hahaha. :-P&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable/fruit you hate:&lt;br /&gt;**wala naman.&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst habit:&lt;br /&gt;**STAYING UP TOO LATE. Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays you've had:&lt;br /&gt;**many? probably less than 10?!&lt;br /&gt;Y- Yummy food/s:&lt;br /&gt;**Koko Krunch. Yum. CRINKLES!! Sweets.&lt;br /&gt;Z- Zodiac sign:&lt;br /&gt;**Taurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I went on a hiatus for some days - oh well, WHO CARES?! Only a handful of people drop by and probably only a few peeps frequent my place. Oh well, I'm here anyway. So, I guess that meme will be good as a comeback post, ayt? Had fun answering those too because it's not often that I answer memes. Gee, gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Mention: Happy birthday Gela!! I actually made her a pic for a testimonial. Here it is. Just click please. Thanks. &lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/happybdaygela.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Clickky!!&lt;/a&gt; Yah, yah. I know it isn't worth a second look but isn't it that IT'S THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS, ayt? Hehe. I just wish I had Photoshop. Augh. Darney. There. I REALLY got to go. Bye peeps. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114675489653870543?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114675489653870543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114675489653870543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114675489653870543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114675489653870543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/05/getting-to-know-someone-from-to-z.html' title='Getting To Know Someone From A to Z'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114649281477564040</id><published>2006-05-01T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:13:34.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, MAYDAY. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/meioneis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gets mo ba? MAYOnNAise. Ibig sabihin, MAYO NA! Yun lang yon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/sungka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ayan, naglaro kami ng sungka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/sungka-ma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Ma ay may pagka-expert kaya siya pa rin ang tumitira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/sungka-ma-ulit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hanggang ngayon.. Waaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/sungka-mtcp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ayan, tinitigan ko na lang ang walang lamang kong HOME CUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/sungka-3lang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan. May laman na. Pero, TATLO lang?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/sungka-dumami.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ayan. Haha. Medyo dumami na kasi nakacapture ako. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kaso nga lang, talo pa rin ako!! Anak ng tokwa! Mga 7 games ata yon. Ni isa - NI ISA - di man lang ako nanalo?! Andaya na ha! Hah. Joke lang Ma. Pero master sungka-er pa rin si Jobita. Andaya naman. Ako pinakamahina?!?! Waahh! Babawi ako sa family finals!! Hahahah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O di ba, nagiging exciting ang dating ordinary Pinoy game? Haha. Astig. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114649281477564040?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114649281477564040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114649281477564040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114649281477564040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114649281477564040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/05/welcome-mayday-d.html' title='Welcome, MAYDAY. :D'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114638113863039833</id><published>2006-04-30T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T15:12:18.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anak ng pating, oo. : ) [taken from my bb post @ friendster]</title><content type='html'>grabe. hanggang ngayon birthday ko pa rin. astig. hanggang ngayon may bumabati pa rin. may kainan pa rin ng barbeque. may kasama pang ice cream. dagdagan mo pa ng chocolate cake. astig naman. ayos nga eh. iniisip ko na lang, "ok, kelan ba naman titigil ang celebration ng birthday ko?!" ayos rin eh. baka meron pa dyang maghahabol ng mga happy birthday greetings, mga testimonials, mga mensahe, mga regalo! (ayun yon. wala pa akong natatanggap na regalo na hindi pagkain. ano ba naman. :D ay oo nga pala, meron na pala - yung greeting picture ni mau. :D) fyi, kahit maraming weird na pagkain dito sa bahay (bakit weird? kasi kakaiba, wala namang cake dito pag walang okasyon. ü), wala akong handa dito. wag kayong pupunta sa bahay - ke alam nyo man yung address o hindi. ayos ba yon? hayaan nyo, dadating na rin birthday nyo. doncha worry. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114638113863039833?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114638113863039833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114638113863039833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114638113863039833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114638113863039833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/anak-ng-pating-oo-taken-from-my-bb.html' title='anak ng pating, oo. : ) [taken from my bb post @ friendster]'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114628946780538914</id><published>2006-04-29T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T13:47:10.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 479px; HEIGHT: 475px" height="520" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/LonelyLass.jpg" width="545" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114628946780538914?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114628946780538914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114628946780538914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114628946780538914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114628946780538914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/look.html' title='Look.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114623086160584345</id><published>2006-04-28T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T21:27:46.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (??!) birthday to me - and Saddam.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h283/dream_cruiser/THEGHOST.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi pala magandang mag-expect ng sobra kasi ma-didisappoint ka lang. Salamat sa magandang pic, Mau. Thanks talaga ng sobra. That made my day kaya nga lang sad pa rin ako. It's really not nice to expect a lot from peeps who tend to forget - at the wrong time. Hai. I expected ____ and other close friends - noon, okay fine, NOON - to greet me kahit "Happy Birthday" man lang. Too much expectations is really not nice for me. Kung sa bagay, nakakalimot rin ako. Ainaco. Sana alam nyo kung sino kayo. Nalungkot lang ako talaga. :'(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114623086160584345?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114623086160584345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114623086160584345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114623086160584345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114623086160584345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-birthday-to-me-and-saddam.html' title='Happy (??!) birthday to me - and Saddam.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114605432492229902</id><published>2006-04-26T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T20:25:26.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malungkot na masaya.</title><content type='html'>Ngayon ay nakikinig ako ng 1920s music. Masaya at masigla yung tugtugin kaya ayos. Kaso nga lang, may nabalitaan ako na hindi dapat pinagpipiyestahan. Mga KASERVICE!! Alam nyo ba, ang jeep owners ng serbisyo natin ay.. ay.. : (.. waah.. si Aling Dory, wala na. I mean, yun na yon. Ayoko itype, basta yon na yon. No more Aling Dory. Waaawaaa. Mamimiss ko siya ng sobra. : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay. Sobrang ang linaw pa ng mukha ni Aling Dory sa memorya ko. Sad. Wala nang masyadong essence yung "Turing and Dory" na headboard ng mga serbisyo namin - siyempre on a physical level. Aww. Colon cancer pala. Hai. I'll miss her talaga. : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya in behalf ng mga kaservice kong pasaway (nagsusulat sa mala-graffiti board na ceiling ng lumang dyip at nagpapahuli para maglakwatsa), sorry po. Alam kong late na para gawin yon at hindi pa nasabi ng personal pero sana makarating, nasaan man po kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat po sa lahat ng pagmamalasakit nyo sa aming lahat - sa pagbubuhat ng bag, sa pagtitiyaga sa amin, sa lahat-lahat po. Thank you, sorry, we love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114605432492229902?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114605432492229902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114605432492229902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114605432492229902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114605432492229902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/malungkot-na-masaya.html' title='Malungkot na masaya.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114597768230236395</id><published>2006-04-25T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:08:02.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wut? Uh.. Put the tic! Layp?!</title><content type='html'>What a pathetic life - full of superficiality, freaky technology, and nonsense brouhaha. What a very empty and useless life. I better do something new on my 15th year in the face of this earth. I don't want to live this life without making a difference on other peeps' lives. I don't mean I'm LEAVING now (or I want to leave now) - whatever meaning you put to it - but hey, no one knows when one is to be called out of his existence! I'm just saying this because most peeps - okay, many - to be sure - are living lives that are not worth to be called "lives"!! You know, many young peeps just surf the net, go online, and do other nonsense stuff (fine, I'm guilty too) and stay idle at household chores and stare without blinking at the monitor or at the boobtube as if it's their only hope. Now that's being useless. One can express his identity but must not forget that no man is an island. You can be yourself but please, please, never forget that there are peeps around you who need you and your help. Wake up! Get up from that couch/chair and move! Be a somebody whoever you are. LEARN TO CARE NOT ONLY FOR YOURSELF BUT ALSO FOR OTHERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to conclude this "not-worthy" crap (taken from Ian - hello there! c: ), I solemnly swear before my 15th year to be a SOMEBODY and NOT to live a PUHthetic life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114597768230236395?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114597768230236395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114597768230236395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114597768230236395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114597768230236395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/wut-uh-put-tic-layp.html' title='Wut? Uh.. Put the tic! Layp?!'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114588067950425015</id><published>2006-04-24T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T20:11:19.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindi na ako sanay magsulat.</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I have last written with a ballpen. And now, I have grasped my Parker pen again, to write down the names of people whom I do not know. And I have realized in those instances that, yah, it has been a while since I have used the power of the pen. I have always been with trusty keyboard since the start of summer. And it is just the perfect indication that I have to write - as in write. But right now, the dishes (my ever trusty friends and companions) are awaiting my arrival. To the kitchen sink!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114588067950425015?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114588067950425015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114588067950425015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114588067950425015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114588067950425015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/hindi-na-ako-sanay-magsulat.html' title='Hindi na ako sanay magsulat.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114579031477281170</id><published>2006-04-23T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T19:05:14.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the grandest birthday of the year!!!</title><content type='html'>Nah. Not mine but TINI's birthday! Tini has been staying in the house for a year already! Yey! And guess what, Marmar and Dadji had their CFC Unit Household Meeting in our house. Nice, kasabay pa ng birthday ni Tini. Astig talaga si doggie. :D Anyway, ayos nga eh. There was lots of food (pizza, siopao, kakanin, dayap juice, etc.) to celebrate the day in many ways. : ) Nice. Baka daigin pa ako ni Tini. : ) So there, Tini has been the "cutest dog in the world" for a year. And of course, that will continue in the days to come. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I'll show you Tini sometime later. Take note: hindi siya kahawig ng computer-simulated Tini sa taas. : )]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114579031477281170?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114579031477281170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114579031477281170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114579031477281170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114579031477281170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/welcome-to-grandest-birthday-of-year.html' title='Welcome to the grandest birthday of the year!!!'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114570670452652078</id><published>2006-04-22T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T19:51:44.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling sad?</title><content type='html'>I was chatting my life away with Mau a while ago, when I asked Jobie to make our milk. And there he was, complaining with all sorts of complaints that he was having a VERY hard time to do so because the sponge was BIG that he had a hard time to fit it into our glasses and that he is the most unlucky person in the world because he always spills the milk and other blahs. And so I was fuming mad. Some minutes before that, I was quite elated, probably feeling normal to have the computer to myself and some peeps to talk with. But when Jobie fumed, I fumed too. And it was horrible. I instantly felt down - like, I was on a joyride a moment, the next moment I realize I'm going to fall off a high building. And, hah, until now, Jobie struggles to read this entry while I'm typing, and I'm feeling bad again. Hai. But then again, with the help of Eight Below games and the memory of the sweetness of chocolates and the fantastic smell of candybars, I became happy. For a while. And now, I am fuming. Again. Augh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114570670452652078?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114570670452652078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114570670452652078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114570670452652078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114570670452652078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/feeling-sad.html' title='Feeling sad?'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114562968534926988</id><published>2006-04-21T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:28:05.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April 21, 2006: The Best (and Worst) of Both Worlds.</title><content type='html'>Kaninang umaga, as usual, nanood kami ni Jobie ng mga cartoons (Sonic, Doraemon, Bean, Mirmo). Dumaan si taho-man. At bumili kami ni Jobie ng 2 mugs ng taho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1678/1787/320/taho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Nakakatakam yung taho, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E di yon. Masaya kaming kumakain ng masarap na taho nang biglang, "BOOM!!!?!?!?!" Bigla na lang kumidlat sa loob ng bahay. Parang timing na timing nga dun sa episode na napanood namin sa Doraemon. Si Doraemon kasi may nilabas na gadget na parang mood ring pero magnifying glass talaga siya. Ang silbi nung MG (haba kasi ng magnifying glass) ay sinasabi nito yung mood ng tao. Kunyari, medyo bad trip yung isang tao, pag tinapat mo yung MG sa mukha niya, makikita mo may mga clouds sa MG, para bang cloudy day. Pag sobrang saya naman, araw ang makikita mo. Eh kami, ang nakita namin kanina, parang lightning na may clouds na may ulan na may lahat na. Eh di sobrang na-bad trip din ako kasi nahahawa ako sa mga mood ng mga taong kasama ko. Halos di ko na nga naubos yung taho ko. Tapos pinakain pa kami ng kanin. Hay.. it took me a long time to finish my meal. Gah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero nung afternoon, pumunta kami sa RP para panoorin ang &lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/8below"&gt;Eight Below&lt;/a&gt;. Ankyut. Lalo na nung mga dogs. [Yeeee!!]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1678/1787/320/8blowdogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eion. Was so so sad and mad and feeling so bad in the morning, was so elated and happy and glad in the evening. ( :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114562968534926988?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114562968534926988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114562968534926988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114562968534926988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114562968534926988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-21-2006-best-and-worst-of-both.html' title='April 21, 2006: The Best (and Worst) of Both Worlds.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114552753862053602</id><published>2006-04-20T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T18:05:38.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I being too superficial or am I just being myself?</title><content type='html'>These past few days, I have noticed that the only activity I find "enjoyable" for some reason is this computerization. I admit that I have actually nothing to do this summer but be a bum, find something neat to do and browse books to somewhat keep myself busy. And yah, these past few days, I have received lots of scoldings from home, for being such an idle person who prioritizes very superficial stuff like this one - blogging, chatting, internet surfing, etc. I am guilty of that sometimes, for I do not have the time to do my chores at home because these stuffs keep me preoccupied. I don't know why I am so addicted to this. Maybe I am just enjoying the writing process and the "speaking up" thing without the verbal part. I am not that speaker type, I prefer to jot down my thoughts because I find it easier to express my thoughts in the most organized manner when I write and not when I talk. Maybe I'm just bored with other stuffs. Or maybe I am just being myself. Isn't it? But, yah, I tend to forget the real things in life. Responsibility is one secret to a happy life. And now that I have them (or fulfilling them rather), I feel a sense of completeness, a sense of being useful to the people around you instead of feeling like a little pharisee of some sort. I would not like to be a burden to my peeps but sometimes I just get so tired that I drop everything and do things my own way. I'll try not to. I hope this promise will not be broken so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, today is the birthday of Adolf Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday of yours truly will come after 8 days more. I hope some peeps would remember to greet. ( : *wishing*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114552753862053602?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114552753862053602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114552753862053602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114552753862053602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114552753862053602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/am-i-being-too-superficial-or-am-i.html' title='Am I being too superficial or am I just being myself?'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114545402469502820</id><published>2006-04-19T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T21:40:25.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When all stupidity and boredom clashes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;...this is the result.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/joKING.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114545402469502820?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114545402469502820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114545402469502820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114545402469502820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114545402469502820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-all-stupidity-and-boredom-clashes.html' title='When all stupidity and boredom clashes.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114536942071963447</id><published>2006-04-18T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:10:20.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahaha-ppy day. ( :</title><content type='html'>I love this day because we had a sort of family reunion although we were incomplete. Because today is Lola's birthday, we went to Loyola to gather at her grave. The weather was dandy and windy and it was nice to sit down and watch the happenings around, although there was visibly no one around. It was great to watch a jet fly by as the cool wind brushes your hair across your face. Aah. That would be a superb treat for me this summery day. We went there at around 5:40 already, then our other relatives came over. Only 4 out of8 cuz went there (because they are already working and one is studying still). It was nice to talk to them and joke around. Heehee. And yah, Kuya Delfred was the one hogging the limelight. ( : We went out of Loyola late already - that was probably 6:00 already, sort of dark already. Superbie. ( : Then we went to RP for dinner. The pearl cooler was fantastic, although I have to say that I was like drinking for eternity because I felt that everytime I sip, the drink continues to multiply! But what the heck. It was damnably cold. Haha. Then we went to the supermarket. I felt colder all the more with the coolness of the drink inside my stomach and the coldness of the aircon unit - to think I was only wearing shorts! Gah. There, somehow I managed to continue the shopping process while I continue to chill in the most uncomfortable mood. After we shopped at the grocery store, [I saw Rina. ( : Hi Rina! ( :] we went to the department store because Mama would like to buy a new pair of shoes or sandals or whatever. Unfortunately, not even one pair satisfied her. Oh well, it was getting late. We went home now, rather contented. And I got a lot happier when we passed by the silly guard! Tahaha! Why? *Shh.* ( : I even said, "Raise the roof!" Lol. But that was a fantastic experience. Hahaha! And now, I am here, typing all these trivialities of my day. Hah, what a glorious day. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Happy, happy birthday Lola. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. By the way, 10 days na lang!! Haha! 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( :'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114528016990125946</id><published>2006-04-17T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T21:22:57.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The birth of Marcosa Lactaotao.</title><content type='html'>Anyone interested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="marcosa-lactaotao.blogspot.com" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/marxxee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting up a site - a team blog, to be exact - for people who know and are like Marcosa Lactaotao. [Marcosa Lactaotao? The protagonist in "Patricia of the Green Hills", remember? ( :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell her story at the &lt;a href="http://www.marcosa-lactaotao.blogspot.com"&gt;blogsite&lt;/a&gt; some time later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm looking for people who blog. Please PM me if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! ( :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114528016990125946?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114528016990125946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114528016990125946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114528016990125946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114528016990125946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/birth-of-marcosa-lactaotao.html' title='The birth of Marcosa Lactaotao.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114527022860645989</id><published>2006-04-17T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T18:48:10.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo and behold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tell you I'm not a professional artist - an amateur probably. I draw when I have this artistic energy in me, and when I have that, I would happily draw till the end of the day. These past few days, I had this "artistic energy" and so, I was able to produce a lot of works. Some are only crap - hmm, probably all, I don't know - but some others are neat enough for beginners. I drew all these stuff in MS Paint, since I have no pencils, paints and canvass at home. ^_^ Here are my works of art. Teehee. Enjoy. (Or rather, good luck?! Heehee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first on the list: a Zuneo-like figure. (Zuneo? Doraemon.) This is definitely crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 136px; HEIGHT: 187px" height="557" alt="Image hosting by   Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/unggoy2xzuneojpg.jpg" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual-sized pic: [&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/unggoy2xzuneojpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by   Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/liar.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That really rocks. Liar. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Now this is my edited version. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 142px; HEIGHT: 173px" height="306" alt="Image hosting by   Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/liarliargotohelljpg.jpg" width="462" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual-sized pic: [&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/liarliargotohelljpg.jpg"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/liarliargotohelljpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 141px; HEIGHT: 129px" height="129" alt="Image hosting by   Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/3reenjpg.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual-sized pic: [&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/3reenjpg.jpg"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another tree please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 144px; HEIGHT: 118px" height="118" alt="Image hosting by   Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/3jpg.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual-sized pic: [&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/3jpg.jpg"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/3jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 126px" height="218" alt="Image hosting by   Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/bkjpg.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual-sized pic: [&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/bkjpg.jpg"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/bkjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="181" alt="Image hosting by   Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/njeeljpg.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual-sized pic: [&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/njeeljpg.jpg"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/njeeljpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; HEIGHT: 291px" height="373" alt="Image hosting by   Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/king-likejpg.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual-sized pic: [&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/king-likejpg.jpg"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A darned drawing for my folder's thumbnail pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="Image hosting by   Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/iskeytspadjpg.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual-sized pic: [&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/iskeytspadjpg.jpg"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/iskeytspadjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="104" alt="Image hosting by   Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/flowersjpg.jpg" width="461" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual-sized pic: [&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/flowersjpg.jpg"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/flowersjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="135" alt="Image hosting by   Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/flowerscoloredjpg.jpg" width="567" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual-sized pic: [&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/flowerscoloredjpg.jpg"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yah, it's ALL crap. Haha. ( :&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;a nonsensical sentence with all words starting with c.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commander calixtus corpus caught cute catherine chu chewing colored caramelized coconut candies containing calcium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, that's 14 words. ( :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo nonsensical, ayt? ( :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114527022860645989?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114527022860645989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114527022860645989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114527022860645989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114527022860645989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/lo-and-behold.html' title='Lo and behold.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/iskeyts%20pad/th_unggoy2xzuneojpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114517251341705248</id><published>2006-04-16T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T15:28:33.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>Yey! Celebration starts now!! Hahah! You know why? It's Easter, the peak of our Christian life. So, this should much be better than Christmas! Whoohoo! Bring out the cakes and all! (Yah, I have one - you want Black Forest? Teehee. ( : Advance birthday gift from Ma and Pa - that means there's more to come!! Wahaha. Reading in between the lines.) Let's party and celebrate this day and the days to come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April 16 - Family reunion sortee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April 18 - Lola Delfina's birthday celeb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April 20 - Hitler's birthday celeb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April 23 - Tini the dog's 1st year in the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April 24 - Tita Tess' birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April 27 - Pa's mom's birthday celeb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April 28 - birthday of Saddam, Atchi and death day of Mussolini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April 29 - Uncle Jun's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now that's a big celeb! ( :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114517251341705248?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114517251341705248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114517251341705248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114517251341705248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114517251341705248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114467816716429726</id><published>2006-04-10T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T22:09:29.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow morning if you wake up.</title><content type='html'>Gah. Kinda sleepy already, since I woke up pretty early today for our recognition day *naks* and suprisingly, I got to be part of the top 15 of the batch - 14th to be exact. ( : Sige. Dropped by to post something. Yah. The template is new. Si Marmar (mama) gumawa ng pic. Lurve it soo much - and the artist too. Lurve you marmar. ( :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114467816716429726?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114467816716429726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114467816716429726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114467816716429726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114467816716429726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/tomorrow-morning-if-you-wake-up.html' title='Tomorrow morning if you wake up.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114448544842047872</id><published>2006-04-08T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T16:37:28.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aCRAPonFIRE</title><content type='html'>I think I smell a crap grilling on the pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing the days when people wrote sensible testimonials...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was clearing up my folders in my computer when I dropped by my "Personal Stuff" folder and found mgA teStee Q 2 -nasa notepad na!! ü.txt. I used to copy and paste my testimonials on Notepad if in case Friendster would like to overhaul the site and, well, forget to return testimonials in case they get it because of some unknown reason. It was nice to reminisce down the Friendster archives of testimonials and read what your friends think about you during those moments. Now, everyone's too tired to drop anyone a neat and sane testimonials (not the glitter graphics, pictures, and the long "wala lang" testimonial- nakakaguilty naman). Why? Hmm, probably everyone's so preoccupied with themselves and other worldly stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm beginning to be a little more sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro nga nasabi na nila ang lahat ng matinong masasabi. O baka naman I'm already losing the essence of friendship and being a good friend to my friends. Hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me. Napa-isip lang ako. Bihira itong mangyari kaya pagbigyan nyo na ako. ( :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114448544842047872?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114448544842047872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114448544842047872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114448544842047872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114448544842047872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/acraponfire.html' title='aCRAPonFIRE'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114448513620968405</id><published>2006-04-08T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T16:32:16.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darney Balarney day.</title><content type='html'>I officially mark this day, the 7th of April 2006, as a Darney Balarney day. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Jobie's version of Kamikazee's Narda. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so squeezed up by the blazing heat of the sun. *Whew* It's so (1000x) HOT. And to think that summer is only beginning - in the sense that April has only begun. Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, we went to Jobie's recognition day (please refer to the calendar on the lower left side of this blog. ( : ) and it was darney balarney unfair! They said to Jobie that the recog ceremony would start by 8:00. Yah, of course, I did not believe that they would start at EXACTLY 8 because, well, it has always been like that. It's either 8:00 is Filipino time or the peeps are fooling the tired parents and all. But, what the heck - the program started at 9:00 - as indicated in the invitation!! Darney balarney! That ain't fair! We woke up so early (6:00) and then we would come at around quarter to 8 then we would be asked to wait for about an hour more! What the heck! They should start at exactly 8 to warn the darned latecomers so that they would come early next time! No more waiting and no more delays! That is damnably freaky. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "No picture-taking beyond this point" sign wasn't efficient either. Yah, they have their official photographer again who is roaming around the campus early 8:00 to collect hundreds of bucks for few pictures. He should be positioned somewhere in the entrance so that those who would like their pictures to be taken would have the chance to, well, ask for that age-old green ribbons. He should also have some assistants next time (positioned probably on the other entrance gate) to accommodate the other peeps. And so, as expected, the very grateful parents grabbed their video cams, phones, and digicams to shoot away those precious and grand memories of their children walking down the aisle of excellence (?). Haha. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seating arrangements were quite freaky too. They probably would like to make it easier for the parents to go to the stage and so they designed that arrangement. It was tough though for parents (and not to forget the lolos and lolas who came in their best suits to cheer for their apos' achievement/s) to look for their seats. Hmm... maybe they should put up placards for the parents, like this: GRADE 1 PERFECT ATTENDANCE AWARDEES' PARENTS, etc. (Blah, that was long!) But that would be convenient for the parents - much, much convenient. Or they can have no seat plans at all, like seat anywhere - first come, first serve basis, that is. They could follow the sequence anyway, with the help of the invitation placed on the seats. Well anyway, that's over already. They could improve next time, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only amusing part (for me only) is the pairing of peeps in the processional. Haha. I was actually guessing that Jobie would be paired to some 3rd year stude and to my surprise, haha, he was paired with JR. Haha! The two third level top 1 peeps marched together proudly and, haha, probably thinking, "Destiny put us together!" of some sort. Nyahahah! Darn. Freaky. Gee.&lt;br /&gt;I got to put all four burdens on Jobie (if he would gladly call that burden, or awards in some cases) and I think, I was the only one who did that to Meni! Haha. I definitely don't look like a momma already. Haha. We're just so close. Right, Meni? Gee. That's a blast. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry if anyone is offended with my commentos. I would just like some improvements next time and I did not mean to put shame on the school. It's just that it need improvements. ( :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114448513620968405?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114448513620968405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114448513620968405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114448513620968405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114448513620968405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/darney-balarney-day.html' title='Darney Balarney day.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114405618448613299</id><published>2006-04-03T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:23:09.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look at the following list and:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) Bold what is true about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) Italicize what you wish was true about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) Add one true thing about you to the end of the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I don't watch much TV these days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love olives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I own lots of books.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love to play video games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I've tried marijuana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I've watched porn movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have been in a threesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I believe honesty is usually always the best policy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I curse sometimes all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[sometimes all the time? waddahek.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[creepy. -_-;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I'm TOTALLY smart. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[totally, eh? are you a mad scientist??]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have broken someone's bones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I hate the rain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I'm paranoid at times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[noo thanks. love myself the way I am. ( :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I need/want money right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I talk really, really fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[datslikeitalksosofast??]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have fresh breath in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[let's see. haha. ( :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have long hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[i have never even went there. gee.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I was born in a country outside of the U.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[toldja i have never been out of the country]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[that would be exaggerating]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I like the way that I look.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I know how to cornrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I am usually sometimes pessimistic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I think prostitution should be legalized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I think Britney Spears is pretty. (pre-Kevin Federline)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I slept with a roommate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have a hidden talent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I have a lot of friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I am currently single.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love to shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I enjoy window shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I would rather shop than eat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[that's some kind of a darned being.  :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I would classify myself as ghetto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I'm obsessed with my Xanga or Livejournal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[that would be Blogger in my case]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I don't hate anyone. I dislike them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I believe in God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I've rejected someone before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I currently like someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I want to have children in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have a lot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[my lil' bro and cuz? ( :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am shy around the opposite sex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have at least 5 away messages saved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have tried alcohol or drugs before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I own the "South Park" movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Xanga or Livejournal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbor or chum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I enjoy some country music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I would die for my best friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I watch soap operas whenever I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm obsessive, and often a perfectionist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[i don't even know that! i know one word: "the"]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like / love it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have dated a close friend's ex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I like surveys/memes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I am happy at this moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm obsessed with guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* Democrat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* Conservative Republican.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am punk rockish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am preppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I go for older guys/girls, not younger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I can work on a car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I love my job.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[then i would be dead by now?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love sea turtles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I spend ridiculous amounts of money on makeup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I believe in prophetic dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am proficient on a musical instrument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I worked at a McDonald's restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I hate office jobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love sci-fi movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I think water rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I went to college out of state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am adopted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I like sausage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am a pyro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love the Red Sox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have thrown up from crying too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have been intentionally hurt by people that I loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I love kisses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[the chocs okie? ( :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I fall for the worst people and have been hurt every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I adore bright colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love Dear Abby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[whozzat? mee?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I think school is awesome.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I think pigtails serve a purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[never thought of this one.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I don't know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I don't like multi-textured ice cream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I think John Cusack is adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I watch Food Network way too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love coaching youth sports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I can't whistle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake's slither.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I still have every journal I've ever written in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I talk in my sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I've often thought that I was born in the wrong century.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* Climbing trees is a brilliant pastime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have jazz in my blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I would not be friends with them if they weren't family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I wear a toe ring. (or used to... I lost it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have a tattoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I know who Santos L. Halper is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I read trashy romance novels and I am ashamed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love wrestling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am completely tree-huggy spiritual, and I'm not ashamed at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* If I knew I would get away with it, I would commit at least one murder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I cosplayed or know what cosplaying is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I enjoy a nice glass of wine with dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I'm an artist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have a goal to collect every Johnny Depp movie ever made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I am ambidexterous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I sleep with so many stuffed animals, I can hardly fit on my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* My computer has a name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have terrible teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I hate my toes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have more friends on the internet than in real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have lived in either three different states or countries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am extremely flexible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I love hugs more than kisses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I want to own my own business.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I smoke or have tried cigarettes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have met a star from ABC's LOST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I spend way too much time on the computer than on anything else.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* Nobody has ever said I'm normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[who says, "hey, you're normal" to anyone, right?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* Sad movies, games, fics and the like can cause a trickle of tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am proficient in the use of many types of firearms and combat weapons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I like the way women look in stylized men's suits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I don't like it when people are displeased or seem displeased with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have been described as a dreamer or likely to have my head up in the clouds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have played tennis with my non dominant hand before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have played strip poker with someone else before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I read the labels on food, shampoo, and other things just because.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have emotional problems for which I have sought professional help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I believe in ghosts and the paranormal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I can't stand being alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have at least one obsession at any given time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I weigh myself, pee/poo, and then weigh myself again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I consistently spend way too much money on obsessions-of-the-moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I know what THAC0 means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have a signed Tom Servo head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm a judgmental asshole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm a HUGE drama-queen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I was a Spice Girls fan and I'm proud of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have traveled on more than one continent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I sometimes wish my father would just disappear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have seen every single episode of more than one television show.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;`[haha. that darn stained glass! nyahaha. :-P]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I need people to tell me I'm good at something in order to feel that I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am a Libertarian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I can sing songs in languages I don't speak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I could speak more than one language.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I can fall asleep even if the whole room is as noisy as it can be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am very confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I believe that everything ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I like happy endings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I ask too many questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am a closet philanthropist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I can recite all 50 states in alphabetical order, from memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I would rather read than watch TV.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I like reading fact more than fiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I have pulled an all-nighter on an assignment I was given a month to do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have at one time considered becoming an assassin using only a knife and a pack of gum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* My parents never gave me a set allowance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have no piercings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have spent the night in a train station or other public place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have been so upset over my physical gender that I cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have more pets than I have good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I have ridden in a vintage airplane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I maintain that Marmite is magically delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am obsessed with Victorian literature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I love to travel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I want to go to the Moon and other places in Space.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have a talent for complicating people's lives unintentionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I go completely out of control when I'm on my period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I hate 'shipper rivalries, though I've been known to participate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I’ve run away from home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* Internet friendships freak me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I don't like uneven numbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I think I have a mild case of OCD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have crushes on numerous television characters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I want to quit my job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I am the first in my family to graduate high school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* I can't live without my watch.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I have no sense of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I spend a lot of time rehearsing scenarios in my head about really inconsequential things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love online rpgs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I talk to myself far too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* School takes up 50% or more of my time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm known for singing in the shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* It is illegal for me to have any type of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I'm a bandie, geek and jock all in one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I tend to live in the past and regret things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I'm a bachelor of science degree holder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I think clam chowder is wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love musicals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I love Charlie Brown holiday specials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am impatient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* I am an X-Men fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And that one sure-fire thing about myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It took me quite some time to answer this long crap. ( :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114405618448613299?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114405618448613299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114405618448613299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114405618448613299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114405618448613299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/about-me.html' title='About Me.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114388737951651818</id><published>2006-04-01T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T18:36:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's shivering cold at ICE AGE 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img title="Ice Age: The Meltdown" height="140" alt="Ice Age: The Meltdown" src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/25/27/10/10m.jpg" width="95" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. We actually watched Ice Age 2: The Meltdown yesterday. Thought it was a very kiddo stuff but it's actually nice. Pretty neat for everyone - for kids from 1 to 92. Hehe. The movie's all-in-one I guess: there's action, drama, suspense, comedy and of course, the old-time favee love story (yah, that ain't romance yet). I won't spoil the fun so if you want, better check it out. Loved it. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114388737951651818?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114388737951651818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114388737951651818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114388737951651818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114388737951651818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-shivering-cold-at-ice-age-2.html' title='It&apos;s shivering cold at ICE AGE 2.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114386408038158500</id><published>2006-04-01T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T12:01:20.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No joke folks. This is for real. ( :</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/abyjune14/foolsday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114386408038158500?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114386408038158500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114386408038158500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114386408038158500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114386408038158500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-joke-folks-this-is-for-real.html' title='No joke folks. This is for real. ( :'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114335783913429202</id><published>2006-03-26T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T15:23:59.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound trippin' on a hot summer afternoon. ( :</title><content type='html'>Still on the coughing rage. How depressing. But not actually. I'm currently listening to Aiza's Power of Two and I lurve it. Here's the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the parking lot is empty&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's gone someplace&lt;br /&gt;I pick you up and in the trunk I've packed&lt;br /&gt;A cooler and a two day suitcase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's a place we like to drive&lt;br /&gt;Way out in the country&lt;br /&gt;Five miles out of the city limit we're singin'&lt;br /&gt;And your hand's upon my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we're ok, we're fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby I'm here to stop your crying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase all the ghosts from your head&lt;br /&gt;I'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed&lt;br /&gt;Smarter than the tricks played on your heart&lt;br /&gt;Look at them together then we'll take them apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adding up the total of a love that's true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Multiply life by the power of two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the things that I am afraid of&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to tell&lt;br /&gt;And if we ever leave a legacy&lt;br /&gt;It's that we loved each other well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've seen the shadows of so many people&lt;br /&gt;Trying on the treasures of youth&lt;br /&gt;But a road fancy and fast ends in a fatal crash&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad we got off to tell you the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause we're ok, we're fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby I'm here to stop your crying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase all the ghosts from your head&lt;br /&gt;I'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed&lt;br /&gt;Smarter than the tricks played on your heart&lt;br /&gt;Look at them together then we'll take them apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adding up the total of a love that's true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Multiply life by the power of two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the shiny little trinkets of temptation&lt;br /&gt;(make new friends)&lt;br /&gt;Something new instead of something old&lt;br /&gt;(but keep the old)&lt;br /&gt;All you gotta do is scratch beneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;(but remember what is gold)&lt;br /&gt;And it's fools gold (what is gold)&lt;br /&gt;fools gold (what is gold) fools gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have no idea about the song? Try this one: [&lt;a href="http://www.tristancafe.com/music/flash/poweroftwo.html"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice, di ba? Mejo blurred lang sa TristanCafe but the real thing is somewhat like that. ( :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114335783913429202?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114335783913429202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114335783913429202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114335783913429202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114335783913429202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/03/sound-trippin-on-hot-summer-afternoon.html' title='Sound trippin&apos; on a hot summer afternoon. ( :'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114329023758638465</id><published>2006-03-25T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T20:37:17.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeps, I need some cough medicine.</title><content type='html'>Nah. Too tired to speak but pretty energetic when it comes to blogging. Of course, I'm a certified blog bum. I think I won't get tired of doing such things - well, except of course if this thing is the only thing to do the whole summer. Hah. Right now, I'm not feeling so good because of my damnable cough that's probably caused by eating lots and lots of chocolates sent by Tito Ed. But the eating part was obviously fantastic. The suffering part is not. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the only thing that makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1678/1787/320/classpic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. I miss those peeps. &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114329023758638465?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114329023758638465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114329023758638465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114329023758638465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114329023758638465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/03/peeps-i-need-some-cough-medicine.html' title='Peeps, I need some cough medicine.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114325180943301266</id><published>2006-03-25T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T10:06:55.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weirdoe. ( :</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 15px; COLOR: #1a0a13; PADDING-TOP: 8px; FONT-FAMILY: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Abygail" gender="'f"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Abygail June!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you blow out all the candles on Abygail June with one breath, your wish will come true!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abygail June can not regurgitate!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The only planet that rotates on its side is Abygail June.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A rhinoceros horn is made from compacted Abygail June!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ancient Chinese artists would never paint pictures of Abygail June.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is bad luck to walk under Abygail June.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abygail June can smell some things up to six miles away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes a lobster approximately 7 years to grow to be Abygail June.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Vermont, the ratio of cows to Abygail June is 10:1!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You burn more calories sleeping than you do watching Abygail June.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #cfcf95; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5f5f42; TEXT-ALIGN: center" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114325180943301266?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114325180943301266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114325180943301266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114325180943301266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114325180943301266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/03/weirdoe.html' title='Weirdoe. ( :'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114319990305208088</id><published>2006-03-24T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T19:31:43.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A VERY happy day. [March 23, 2006]</title><content type='html'>Yey. It's my first day of vacation and I totally love it! Ahaha! I hope that this day would be like the next days to come (but of course, it won't be so I won't expect so much). Anyways, let's go on with the story of the day - I mean STORIES (a lot happened today). So... okay. First thing I did was, of course, to wake up! (Duh? What else??) I woke up at about 9:00 in the morning because I was really expecting myself to be up by that time because I'm gonna watch Doraemon again after the school days! Yehey! And because Doraemon would start by 9:30, I watched Sugar instead. (Now, you see why CHILDLIKE INNOCENCE fits me so well, ayt?) So there, the clock struck 9:30 and lo and behold Doraemon! Haha! Grand introduction fits a grand show! Haha! There are actually 3 miniflicks in Doraemon - I only got to watch two because Mom called me to help in the printing of reports and so, what could I do but to follow even though the third flick was just starting! There, I helped in printing lots and lots of reports and annexes and cover pages and all those stuff they put on their reports. Not so tiring but it's so - no, a little bit tiring only - to insert papers to our Epson printer - a dot matrix printer only - because it is not like our HP printer that does all the paper-getting and prints in a manner that does not announce to the whole world that, "Hey, peeps, I'M PRINTING! WOOHOO!!" Then, the taho man passed by our street and so, we had some taho for breakfast. Neat. I was not able to eat a sane breakfast because lunchtime is fast approaching and, yah, too tired to make myself something to eat. The printing took us lotsa time - we actually finished at about 1:00 already! That's about 3 hours?? Couldn't believe it myself! But anyhow, I managed to survive so that would be a great achievement for me. ( : We were actually rushing that time because we were invited to a celebration of my cousin's graduation [from high school] and my other cousin's birthday. However, we left home at about 1:30 already. [and the time we agreed upon was 1:30 also! x-|] Along the road, we said that we could not attend because we had to go somewhere else to deliver 3 reports - the ones I printed. So sad but, well, we had to make a choice. We went to 3 different offices in Makati to deliver reports for 3 hours again (that is, from 2-5 PM). Because we were not able to have a sane lunch because of the rush, we decided to fill our stomachs at Blue Wave in Pasay. We ate to our heart's content at Chowking and it was fantastic. I was about to die of the terrible summer heat when I remembered that, "Hey, I want some Halo-halo! CHOWKING!!!" And thankfully, there was a Chowking branch in Blue Wave! Haha! Revenge to the hotness!! ( : After that, we went to a place near CCP where bikes could be rented. We rented 2 bike-like vehicles (one is a trike, the other is a bike with training wheels) for an hour (5:30-6:30) and biked and biked until we got so tired. Finally, we went to Mercury then to CVC then back home. Gee. I'm gonna love summer if we would go out as a family and bond together for the whole day. I love these bondings. 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[March 23, 2006]'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114295005289444392</id><published>2006-03-21T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:07:32.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>( :</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: April 28&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a Type A personality so big it makes other Type A's shrink away in shame.&lt;br /&gt;You never shy away from adversity - and you love to tackle impossible problems.&lt;br /&gt;Failure is not an option for you, and more than a few people are put off by your ego.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be controlling, and you hate leaving anything up to chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your bold approach to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You don't accept help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Bronze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&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/18300842-114295005289444392?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114295005289444392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114295005289444392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114295005289444392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114295005289444392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_21.html' title='( :'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114293645710667898</id><published>2006-03-21T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T18:20:58.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheez. A long crap. `[03.20.06]</title><content type='html'>Tests and review sessions are very bad, bad leeches - they seem to suck up all the energy that I have. Darn. I'm actually not yet done with my SS review - good thing that the latter part is somewhat still fresh in my mind because of the LT2 - and so, I have to fret still for dates and people in WWI and WWII. Geez. I have already slept for 2 hours (that's from 1-3 PM) but still, I feel so wasted as if I had broken several Olympic records today. Well, at least the hard part is through already. As the days progress, I feel a little lazier because the subjects become easier - well, that is on my own point of view. Of course, everyone would agree that Trigonometry and Chemistry would be the 2 major tests. SS and CLE are the memorization types which are quite average. English and Pinoy - hmm, seem easy but sometimes are very tricky. Finally, the noise is gone. No more barking dog, pounding of strainers, shouting siblings and other nonsensical noise. I can now study in peace - and joy?! That darn keyboard sounds are brain-wrecking! Gee, I want to sleep - I feel soo... tired. *Sigh* I miss the Net, YM, Friendster and of course, my little bloggish. I'll get them by Wednesday but I'll miss my Lioba. How sad - especially Guia and Lorraine who will both leave for Canada. Aww... I'll miss those two. ( : Leni's right - I wish that I'll have the Lioba peeps as my classmates again next year. Why do everything neat end when you're just actually starting to have fun? I have just realized the tons of fun and learning I can get from this class then suddenly, the end comes too soon! It's just too sad that everything is not permanent. I suddenly loved everything - teachers, classmates, lessons, etc. and then I'll just realize that, whoa, it's the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____`*&amp;*`_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the coolness of Ms. Arco, the patience of Ms. Guintu, Mrs. Nisay, and Ate Ces ) : , the naughtiness of Ms. Deocampo, the accent of Mrs. De Dios, the corny jokes of Sir Domingo, the sleepy sessions with Mrs. Armada, and the aura of Ms. Aspilan. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____`*&amp;*`_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the "Yan nga naman ang hot!" of She, the opera-material voice of Ayra, the "Yun yon eh!" of Pjae, the cellphone of Aica (oops. :P), the stories of Lorraine ) : , the lights of Rina, the confidence of Angela, the drawings of Dani, the Brit accent of Corneby, the YFC pluggings of Blue, the papable-ness of Cuenx, the straight hair of Ghed, the songs of Maye, the long hair of Jazreel, the "Sakto" of Dory, the chinita eyes of Mon, the moves of Mau, the camera of Jen ( : , the burp of Jenny, the dancing of Urs, the bubbliness of Raq, the writings of Ben, the drama of Che, the kisses of Abby, the paper cranes of Winter, the movies of Leni, the hairbrush of Guia ) : , the Emily bag of Kat, the sweetness of Alyssa, the turtle of Mona, the long speeches of Anton, the mannerisms of Emmichelle (as impersonated by Ayra ( : ), the "um's" of Ykhay, the matters of Terry, the laughter of Vinnie (and also her Visayan dialect! ( : ), the smiling face of Cate, the weird laugh of JLou, the presence of Jomie, the tallness of Jackie, the 14 of Gela ( : , and the braces of Ynna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____`*&amp;*`_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the nearness of the Chem lab and the farness of the chapel and the CAI room. I will miss the room itself - the beautimous bulletin board, the dusty old jalousie, the teacher's table and the tini-wini chalks in the drawers and cabinets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____`*&amp;*`_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not miss the memories, of course. Why? I always have them sealed, locked &amp;amp; padlocked inside the lockers of my heart. (Yun yon eh! :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114293645710667898?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114293645710667898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114293645710667898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114293645710667898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114293645710667898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/03/sheez-long-crap-032006.html' title='Sheez. A long crap. `[03.20.06]'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114259447479258910</id><published>2006-03-17T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T20:30:54.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excellente! Mio favorito! ( :</title><content type='html'>If you are totally bored - really bored in this case - &lt;em&gt;yun bang wala ka nang matinong magawa sa buhay&lt;/em&gt; - then take care of this dumb &lt;a href="http://www.miniclip.com/cits/cow.htm"&gt;cow&lt;/a&gt;. Good luck and I hope that your boredom would somehow be lessened. Heeheehee. &gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, one very, very good news: St. Lioba's grandest production (so far, and I think, would be the last grand production) - the &lt;em&gt;Little Women&lt;/em&gt; musical play - has already been presented! Yehey! All the hardships, trials, sacrifices (and the other words for those aforementioned) was worth it. Everyone had a sigh of relief and exuberant joy after the grand play. Wow - grand. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For musical play starters - well, like us, the play would be sort of okay despite the long / delayed curtain calls and closings and openings. The costumes are really commendable - thanks to Mau's mommy. Thank you!! c: If you look at the actors/actresses [whichever way you look at it], you would probably say that they actually jumped out from the book (with matching curly locks and hats). They totally look out-of-place when they were going to the music room. Weird but they rock. c: Hmm... some of the lyrics were quite blurred [is the word correct] but the melody is good - fantastic. Props were good also - except for the &lt;strong&gt;running shoes &lt;/strong&gt;sounds at the start of the close curtain sessions. Voice projection was perfect for each character (although Dory had the grandest voice, I should say, because Dory is a Glee Club member). Ayra is also a very good singer - for holding the &lt;strong&gt;Opera Queen&lt;/strong&gt; award - for singing for Blue in the &lt;strong&gt;My Beth&lt;/strong&gt; part. The &lt;strong&gt;Jungfrau&lt;/strong&gt; was fantastic although there are some slips of the tongue which could be understood because of the tongue-twisting lyrics. Congratulations also to Pjae's musical committee for adding the &lt;strong&gt;musical&lt;/strong&gt; to our &lt;strong&gt;musical play.&lt;/strong&gt; Nice for starters - actually, we were probably more than starters, it's just that it would be our first time to present such play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience: Lioba peeps, Ms. Arco (adviser), Ms. Aspilan and Ms. delos Reyes (Science teachers), Ms. De Dios (English teacher), Ms. Deocampo (Filipino teacher), Mrs. Nisay (Music teacher). . .&lt;br /&gt;There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeiinndd... [read : and] save the best for last. Here is my ultimate favorite scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo: Now you must have a good, long holiday!&lt;br /&gt;Laurie: I intend to.&lt;br /&gt;Jo: No, Teddy, please don't!&lt;br /&gt;Laurie: I will, and you &lt;em&gt;must &lt;/em&gt;hear me. It's no use, Jo; we've got to have it out, and the sooner the better for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;Jo: Say what you like, then; I'll listen.&lt;br /&gt;Laurie: I've loved you ever since I've known you, Jo; couldn't help it, you've been so good to me. I've tried to show it, but you wouldn't let me; now I'm going to make you hear and give me an answer, for I &lt;em&gt;can't &lt;/em&gt;go on so any longer.&lt;br /&gt;Jo: I wanted to save you this; I thought you'd understand-&lt;br /&gt;Laurie: I knkow you did; but girls are so strange, you never know what they mean. They say no when they mean yes, and drive a man out of his wits just for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;Jo: &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; don't. I never wanted to make you care for me so, and I went away to keep you from it if I could.&lt;br /&gt;Laurie: I thought so; it was like you, but it was no use. I only loved you all the more, and I worked hard to please you. . . for I hoped you'd love me, though I'm not half good enough-&lt;br /&gt;Jo: Yes, you are. You're a great deal too good for me, and I'm so grateful to you, and so proud and fond of you, I don't see why I can't love you as you want me to. I've tried, but I can't change the feeling, and it would be a lie to say I do when I don't. . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . [other lines not included. sorry. next time.]&lt;br /&gt;Jo: Nothing more, except that I don't believe I shall ever marry. I'm happy as I am and love my liberty too well to be in a hurry to give it up for any mortal man.&lt;br /&gt;Laurie: I know better! You think so nowl but there'll come a time when &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; will care for somebody, and you'll love him tremendously and live and die for him. I know you will, it's your wat. And I shall have to stand by and see it. . . You'll be sorry someday, Jo.&lt;br /&gt;Jo:Oh where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;Laurie: To the devil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookie here for more details and other commentos on the play. [Leni's bloggish]--&gt; [&lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~elconmo/1152987.html"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114259447479258910?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114259447479258910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114259447479258910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114259447479258910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114259447479258910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/03/excellente-mio-favorito.html' title='Excellente! Mio favorito! ( :'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114259138962905442</id><published>2006-03-17T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T18:29:49.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;March 14, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally detest Bad Big Bens and Little Snoopy Brats. Today, I have made the most horrible crap I have ever written in English III – and that is my Formal Theme No. 4! Damn! Everything was actually going right but when that B. B. B. pushed me aside without waiting for a reply, my world came crashing to hell. I could not concentrate on what I was actually trying to do. I kept thinking of her sheer stupidity and her very mischievous laugh which I hate very much. Honestly, I do not really like her personality from the start. I mean, sometimes, I would try to understand but I simply cannot. She knows that she is a big damn bully – she even says “Thank you” to let others know that she recognizes herself as a devil’s advocate – but still, she continues to do her thing, which isn’t really nice. I would prefer summer or spring but not her, please [probably, she will make my life fall apart]. She doesn’t have the right to belittle other people – on a deeper sense - because she is tall, so tall and some others are not. I just couldn’t smile when she was trying to explain. I simply could not and would not accept any explanation and at the same time, I could not argue with her because I cannot. And she has her group of friends with personalities that are opposing to mine. She probably would bring them along for some neat revenge. I do not care. I would just keep my thoughts to myself and not let her know about this little grudge that I have been nursing – I think – since first year when I first met her. I hope Dr. Bangs gets to treat her personality. She just isn’t my kind of friend, and I think, she will never be. About the Little Snoopy Brats, well, I can still tolerate them but not the Triple Bs. It’s not that I’m so irritable – she actually made me irritable because she is totally wrecking my life, and probably many more lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sad little frown which no one sees but herself.&lt;br /&gt;` [11:56:00 March 14, 2006]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgave her already – although she is not aware of that – including the hurt that she has caused me. ) :&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 16th day of March 2006. ( :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114259138962905442?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114259138962905442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114259138962905442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114259138962905442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114259138962905442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/03/march-14-2006-i-totally-detest-bad-big.html' title=''/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114216783418954174</id><published>2006-03-12T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T20:50:34.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temperature’s risin’. :o</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodness. It is &lt;strong&gt;so hot&lt;/strong&gt;. What’s the temperature?! Whichever way you look at the issue of hotness, it all leads to one thing – &lt;u&gt;summer&lt;/u&gt; is fast approaching!! Yahoo! The schoolyear is almost ending – we’ve got about more than a week to go while Jobie and his other mates are probably pegging away at their books by now – I mean, studying hard, isn’t it? [Heehee. Hi Bluette. Go Jo! c:] Well, as usual, tasks, tests and projects are graciously pouring down on us, so what could we do except catch them all with our little hands! Sigh. The usual year-end hassles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... the temperature’s getting a little bit cooler than that of the temperature a while ago. That’s good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hassles once more... this week would be the 2nd to the last hell week of the schoolyear since on the last day of this week – Friday, to be exact – we will be having our most anticipated and the grandest production of our section, and that is our &lt;strong&gt;MUSICAL PLAY&lt;/strong&gt;!! Weehee!! The title would be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Women&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [sorry for spoiling it all if you would like to have it as a little secret at first] which is of course, an adaptation of Louisa May Alcott’s version – just made a little hastier because, you know, there’s the power of the time limits, which is, sad to say, only a wee 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let’s talk about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Women&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [since yours truly is one of the typewriters-slash-editors of our beloved script]. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Women&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is mainly a story of a family living amidst the war [&lt;strong&gt;Father&lt;/strong&gt; is away for war; &lt;strong&gt;Mother&lt;/strong&gt; stays at home with 4 children; &lt;strong&gt;Laurie&lt;/strong&gt;, their neighbor visits them once in a while]. The four daughters of the March family is out of ordinary: &lt;strong&gt;Meg&lt;/strong&gt;, the eldest, is a vain yet motherly girl; &lt;strong&gt;Jo&lt;/strong&gt;, the second to the eldest, is a literary genius who is a little bit boyish; &lt;strong&gt;Beth&lt;/strong&gt;, the second to the youngest, is a reserved type of person who gives cheer to the family; and, &lt;strong&gt;Amy&lt;/strong&gt;, the youngest, is a connoisseur at arts. Many trials come to them (with Beth’s sickness as the worst) but they manage to go past all those troubles. There are a lot of twists in the story that one would definitely enjoy flipping through the pages. Well, this time, I would not like to spoil the grand pleasure you will surely have when you read the book. Heehee. I’m so, so bad. *evil grin* But that’s true – see it for yourself. c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Meanwhile, the house is filled with the tempting aroma of steaming sinigang about to be cooked. YumYum! Ahh... it makes me hungry! [I can now feel my growling stomach. Heehee.] I think I will have to make a full tank now. c:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114216783418954174?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114216783418954174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114216783418954174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114216783418954174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114216783418954174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/03/temperatures-risin-o.html' title='Temperature’s risin’. :o'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114199390255171725</id><published>2006-03-10T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T20:31:42.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the zaniest day in the world!! [delayed]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodness, this is a totally weird-slash-fun-slash-etc. day for thousands of reasons and I would like to share all of those reasons for the sake of sharing. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, reasons are not arranged according to time of occurence or of importance. Just whatever comes first in my mind, then that would be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;First reason: WE ARE CURRENTLY UNDER MARTIAL LAW (that does not apply to the whole country but rather in the heart of Antipolo City only, sometime between 4:00 PM until present time [6:00 PM] and onwards). The constituents: Me, Ma, Pa, Jobs. Our president: TINI, our one-and-only beloved dog. Why? Tini got loose from his chain, and so, he automatically becomes the head of the house while the real inhabitants of the land are trapped inside the house or somewhere in the neighborhoods. How depressingly sad - this would be the 2nd time Martial Law would be implemented in the Philippines. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Second reason: Hmm... I got a perfect score in the precis-making activity [which totally made my day :-)] that took me about 45 minutes to think and write about. I have realized that all the "pains" I had to somewhat perfect the art of precis-writing had paid off - well, with a perfect score. It was worth it. (I was so delighted when Ms. de Dios said, "Ok, perfect!" because Ms. de Dios is the kind of teacher who will grade you according to how much you really deserve and not only basing on the length of your theme - which is the right thing to do, unlike...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Third reason: Well, Ms. Aspilan gave us some questions to answer and whoever gets them all right would have an additional score in the recently concluded LT. (&lt;-- that sounded like some main event that was "recently concluded". ^_^) There were 6 items, we got 5 sure answers while we were totally stumped at the third question regarding male cockroaches and the mole percent of oxygen they were able to ingest into their systems while kept in a tightly-sealed jar (which, of course, does not really matter). We shook our heads and gave our brains a good squeeze but Lady Luck would not come to our aid. We gave up but we were happy to have learned a lot of new things like opening the giant textbook in case of emergency. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fourth reason: I'm so happy because I was able to make it still to the roll! Weeheee!! I was fearing the worst because of my avalanching grades in TRIGO. Probably, a few subjects improved and so, they were able to carry the load of the ever-dearest TRIGO subject. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;FLASH REPORT: Martial Law was already lifted at exactly 6:28 in the evening when Mommy and Daddy came to save the victims of unjust leadership. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just joking. A pregnant Filipino lady who works in Canada met a car accident and falls into a deep coma. After being unconscious for nearly three months, she wakes up and sees that she is no longer pregnant. Frantically, she asks the doctor about her baby.  The doctor replies, "Ma’am, you had twins! A boy and a girl. The babies are fine. Your brother from the Philippines flew in and named them." The woman thinks to herself, "Oh no, not my brother... he’s feeble-minded!" Expecting the worst, she asks the doctor, "Well, what’s the girl’s name?" "Denise," the doctor says. The new mother thinks, "That’s not a bad name. Guess I was wrong about my brother. I like Denise!" Then she asks the doctor, "What’s the boy’s name?" The doctor replies, "Denephew."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm still childishly scared of Hou-TINI (not HOUDINI), the great escaper and the future sadistic ruler of the dog race. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Schedule again for Wednesday, March 8, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;SS - discussion about Human Rights (1 hour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;CLE - something new, probably... (1 hour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pinoy - Pokus ng Pandiwa (40 mins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;English - Magnificence (40 mins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Trigo - bedtime! (40 mins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chem - surprise, surprise!!! (50 mins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Honors' Assembly, 2:00 PM, SICC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;notes-notes: Tomorrow is the birthday of Ate Rienna and Mrs. Cabantac!! :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114199390255171725?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114199390255171725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114199390255171725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114199390255171725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114199390255171725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-is-zaniest-day-in-world-delayed.html' title='Today is the zaniest day in the world!! 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Talk about being one of the youngest in class (you know the feeling when everyone else is fifteen or sixteen and you are only a mere fourteen) and at the same time, having a mindset of a Grade 3 student while my little big brother (no, he's not Direk in PBB. Hah. What a lame joke.) has the line of thinking of a third year student. But anyway, we can manage to meet in the middle, despite the very large age gap that yawned like an abyss. And the background music is sooo cute - sounds like an all-time favorite Nintendo game or whatever the gaming geeks would like to call it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This entry would be the exact opposite of the former entry - the "Take away the sadness" crap - for one sure-fire thing: I'M DAMNABLY HAPPY for no reason at all. Sounds rather scary - does being happy for no reason at all make me look like someone from Mandaluyong or someone who will go there?! Anyhow, I'm not only happy, I feel so crazy. Hah. I have my reporting in Pinoy tomorrow but still, I have not yet prepared a quiz! Oh well, I could manage that. Hmm... that hecking Health Sleep Diary? Too tired to record my daily activities. Why does my health teacher need it?? Can't she think of another project that would not be sooo boring? We're too tired for diaries - especially for sleepy stuffs like that. But if we're talking about blogging, we'll that would be another thing. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My schedule for tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Social Studies - hmm... probably a new lesson - something about Campaigns for World Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Health - zZzZzZzz..... what's next??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pinoy - haha. reporting. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Computer - I don't have the slightest idea on our activities tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Trigo - another zZzZzZzZzZzz... what's new? [Imagine having TRIGO after lunch when your tummy is bursting full and your mind tells you to forget everything and go to paradise - DREAMscape to be exact. Add to that the slow progress of lessons and the sleepy sound of your teacher's voice.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;English - darn. probably another theme writing. as usual. there was no homework so hope for the worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chemistry - new lesson. another gas law probably. hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow is a Monday and every Monday, we go home at 4:00. However, our service that's karag-karagin would arrive at 5:00 when everyone else yearns to go home. How sad. I hope the service comes early. *That's wishful thinking at it's finest. :-)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;No important event this week except our TRIGO long test no. 2 on the 8th day of March (which would be the birthday of Rienna and Mrs. Cabantac! Happy Birthday! ^_^). I hope the 2nd ish of Blue Heights would come this week after ages of waiting. Because of that long time of waiting, I do not expect to have a third ish this year. How sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But still, I am happy - and totally zany for no reason at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Notes-notes: Advance happy birthday to Katrina, Ghedan, and JLou and her twin bro who will all celebrate their most-awaited grand birthday on the 11th. Weehh! Happy birthday guys! [By the way, official countdown for my big day: 54 days to go. A month and 4 weeks to go, more or less. I'm not yet excited, isn't it obvious?! :-)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114156359312422554?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114156359312422554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114156359312422554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114156359312422554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114156359312422554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-template-for-abyjune-hooray.html' title='New template for AbyJune. Hooray!'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-114026479046953187</id><published>2006-02-18T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T20:13:10.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take away the sadness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;As much as I would like to be happy all the time (as what the "great guru" Sir Doms sang to us), I just couldn't. That would be perfectly natural but then, I just thought, why not be happy all the time? Suddenly, I just felt that I'm so depressed and so down when, just about seconds ago, I was sort of neutral. The thing is that I have the slightest idea of why I feel so sad at the moment. I now question myself: should I really be sad? I could not answer myself. I do not know. I just want to know if I have anything to do with &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt;. That would be it. I have to give myself a rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How do I feel: sad. so so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What am I listening to: the ear-piercing sound of silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-114026479046953187?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/114026479046953187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=114026479046953187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114026479046953187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/114026479046953187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/02/take-away-sadness.html' title='Take away the sadness...'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113957828622136010</id><published>2006-02-10T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T21:31:26.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginanahan pa akong magblog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I posted this on the Friendster Bulletin Board about 19 minutes ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: let's get some sleep by 9:15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that is actually NOW. [according to the clock in this PC]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Darn. Haven't eaten yet. I wanna eat now --&gt; tuna afritada!! Haha. Anyway, they're going home. Basta sila. Bukas ng AM pa. hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you're reading this crap of mine, I would like to congratulate you. Why? I know you have nothing else to do and so, you have decided about 5 seconds ago to read this crap. Congratulations because you have found something to do. Nyahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, so I'll make this little post of mine as a bloggish thing. Too tired to post on my blogger. [abyjune28.blogspot.com] Today is Friday Feb10. No classes today fortunately because today is St. Scho day. Wow. But sad to say, I was not able to feel at least that today is THAT day. Of course, there is no St. Scho statue here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday, we had STRUTegy - the Dance Club Dance Concert. Obviously, they prepared so hard for that day and so, there were only a few mistakes which were understandable enough. Oh well, I believe everyone enjoyed the show [except for the sad fact that we watched the show while we sat on the floor] Why? No time to fix chairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh well...It's actually 9:21. Haven't eaten still. I'm hungry. If you are hungry too, let's eat. :-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;tuna. here i come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113957828622136010?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113957828622136010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113957828622136010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113957828622136010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113957828622136010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/02/ginanahan-pa-akong-magblog.html' title='Ginanahan pa akong magblog.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113939700758112311</id><published>2006-02-08T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T19:10:07.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend of Mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a special post. Nyahaha. Eto na po yung lyrics. Hehe. Baka umulan uli pag kumanta ako. Nyahahahaha. :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIEND OF MINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've known you for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You are a friend of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But is this all we'd ever be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've loved you ever since&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You are a friend of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And babe is this all we ever could be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Refrain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You tell me things I've never known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I shown you love you've never shown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But then again, when you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm always at your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You tell me 'bout the love you've had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I listen very eagerly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But deep inside you'll never see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This feeling of emptiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It makes me feel sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But then again I'm glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've known you all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You are a friend of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know this is how it's gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've loved you then and I love you still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're a friend of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, I know friends are all we ever could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You tell me things I've never known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I shown you love you've never shown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But then again, when you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm always at your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You tell me 'bout the love you've had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I listen very eagerly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But deep inside you'll never see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This feeling of emptiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It makes me feel sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But then again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then again I'm glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113939700758112311?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113939700758112311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113939700758112311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113939700758112311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113939700758112311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/02/friend-of-mine.html' title='Friend of Mine.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113903765775835963</id><published>2006-02-04T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T15:21:04.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribong IncREDibles!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ngayon ay Feb4 at ako ay nandito sa bahay habang ang iba kong schoolmates ay dinidismiss na. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SINO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KAYA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ANG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NANALO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SPORTSFEST??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ang mga teams sa sportsfest '06:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; Team - IncREDibles [siyempre team ko ito kaya una. c:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; Team - Blue Dolphins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt; Team - YELLOnganisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; Team - BERDElicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;==Yan nga pala ang arrangement ng winners sa Songs and Yells kahapon. Panalo ang aming tribo. Ayus!!==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ano bang nangyari kahapon...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;First, sa klasrum, checking of attendance. Tapos, breakfast. Wala nang recess kasi tuluy-tuloy na. After that, may mass kasi First Friday kahapon. Pagkatapos... parade na ng athletes [naks, parang SEA games ang dating!] Tapos, inopen na ang sportsfest. Songs and Yells tapos may mga intermission numbers ng Badminton at Dance Club. Galing. Lunchtime. Andameng naglipanang tao na naglalaro ng Badminton. Dami kasing OT --&gt; Official Tambay - gaya ko. Hah. Nanood kami ng Kickball. As of yesterday - maglalaban ang Green at Red ngayon [kanina yon] at makikibalita ako kung sinong nanalo. Hmph. Hindi namin pinanood yung iba. Naglibot-libot na lang kami hanggang magtime. Ayun. Tapos uwi na ako. Hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ngayon dapat may pasok kami kaso absent na lang ako. Una, masakit ang buong katawan ko. Pangalawa, tinatamad ako kasi nga wala naman talaga akong event at hindi naman ata masyadong big deal pag wala ako. Kaya pahinga na lang ako - para tuluy-tuloy bakasyon ko hanggang Monday. Ayos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sana panalo ang &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;... o kaya, kung hindi man, 1st place. Basta either CHAMPION or 1st Place. Demanding? Hehe. Alam kong kaya nila yon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113903765775835963?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113903765775835963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113903765775835963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113903765775835963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113903765775835963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/02/tribong-incredibles.html' title='Tribong IncREDibles!!'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113878677020100324</id><published>2006-02-01T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T17:40:36.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagod ako ngayon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Waah… nakakapagod!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What’s new with me? Well, wala lang naman. As usual, matagal pa ring dumating yung serbisyo ko pero dahil hindi na kami nag-antay sa ibang kaservice at hindi na dumaan ng Marist, nakauwi ako ng maaga. I’m so EXHAUSTED na para bang ang layu-layo ng nilakbay ko. Magpapahinga muna ako. Pero kahit nagtatype ako dito, hindi yon nakakapagod. In fact, nakakagaan pa nga ng heavy load ko kasi dito ko lang talaga nailalabas ang lahat ng mga gusto kong sabihin (Sa bahay naman wala akong makausap na matino dahil ayokong maglabas ng kung ano man; Ayoko lang magsalita – gusto ko isusulat ko na lang pero mahirap kaya idadaan ko na lang sa blogging). &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ngayon ko lang uli narinig ang Heaven Knows for this week. In fairness, memorize ko na siya. Hay… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Teka, ano bang gagawin ko for tomorrow? Hmm… Trigo and Chem lang naman – LANG NAMAN. Hah. :-p Tapos wala na akong aalahanin kasi sa Friday and Saturday, SPORTSFEST NA!!     Wheehoo! Ayos yon kasi wala kaming pasok sa Monday kasi rest day namin! E di masaya! Tapos next week, sa Thursday (Feb9), half-day kami kasi St. Scho day kinabukasan. Feb10 – WALANG PASOK ULI!! Nyahahha!! Tapos, sa PAASCU Accreditation week, alam ko may walang pasok eh. Ayos to. Kaso sa Feb8 Trigo LT!! Hay good luck – pero in fairness, medyo madali ang identities chuva. Akala ko naman kung anong brain torture sa pagdedescribe ng ibang section. -_-‘ As always, kami lagi ang PINAKALATE lalo na sa Trigo. May narinig nga ako… kay Angela… may nagsabi daw na, “Ano ang pinakalate na section [sa Trigo]?” Ang sagot: SLIO-ba. Ayos. Ang sayang insulto. Grr. Wala po sa students yon; sadyang mabagal ang pacing ng aming Trigo teacher – sa sobrang tagal, pwede ka nang mag-cr, mag-clinic, at matulog sa oras niya at sa paggising mo, nandun pa rin kayo sa topic na naabutan mo nung gising ka pa. Hay naku. Chem – wala pa kaming ginagawa. Puro mini-experiments na one hour ang inaallot para sagutan namin. Medyo ok na si Ms. ahaha… if you know what I mean. Hindi na siya masyadong terror – nakikipagjoke pa nga siya eh. Pero kailangan alam mo din ang limitations – mahirap na kapag nagalit siya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hay ewan. Pero maswerte pa rin siguro kami kaysa sa ibang section. Mabagal nga ang Trigo pero at least, nagegets pa namin. Sa iba ata, malingat ka lang ng saglit, ibang topic na. Sa amin, kahit isang milyong beses ka pang lumingat, same topic pa rin. Sa Chem naman, gusto ko teacher namin kasi hindi spoonfeeding. Sabi nila, spoonfeeding daw ang ginagawa sa kanila ng Chem teacher nila. Eh ok na yung sa amin para sanay na. Mahirap lang dun e yung tipong kayo na lang ang hindi pa nakakaalam ng topics ng ibang section. May mga nagtatanong sa akin dati, “Paturo naman sa double angle identities o…” Ang nasabi ko lang, “Wala pa kami dun eh…” Shame. Hehe. Ok lang. Bahala na. Onti na lang ang aking titiisin. I love the section, the classmates pero ewan ko. Sadyang malas lang talaga ang lahat ng tao sa iba’t ibang bagay. :-)&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/18300842-113878677020100324?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113878677020100324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113878677020100324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113878677020100324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113878677020100324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/02/pagod-ako-ngayon.html' title='Pagod ako ngayon.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113850395797481331</id><published>2006-01-29T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T11:17:24.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kung Hei Fat Choi! \m/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.metaphysicalzone.com/china/pix/dog.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.metaphysicalzone.com/china/pix/dog.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The DOG - Chinese name: GOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ranking Order - Eleventh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hours ruled by the Dog: 7pm to 9pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Direction of this sign - West-Northwest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Season and principle month: Autumn - October &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fixed Element: Metal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Among the animal zodiac, Dog individuals are the most humanitarian. To the Chinese, Dogs represent justice and equality. These are the givers in life, prepared to sacrifice their own dreams, ambitions and desires for the sake of others, particularly for those they love. Fiercely loyal to those they love, Dogs are ever ready to jump to the defense of any member of their family or friends who is being attacked by either word or deed. They have a penchant for championing the underdog. Born with an innate sense of decency and a need for equilibrium in a chaotic world, Dogs strongly denounce injustice and wrongdoing, generously giving useful and effective advice to those around them. Their warmth, empathy and genuine interest in others win them many close friendships. Dogs inspire confidence in others, and the confidence is justified. They will always do their utmost for others, and their dedication can go to the point of sacrifice. Dog people deserve to be held in the highest esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The Dog makes a faithful, honest and courageous friend, and has a deep sense of justice. These people tend to be both magnanimous and prosperous, yet they can also be dogged, guarded, and defensive. Because they genuinely feel they know best, they can sometimes appear bossy. They accomplish goals quickly, their successes the result of hard work and intelligence. But the Dog never really relaxes. Despite appearing calm and at rest, his heart and mind are always jumping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The Dog is an introvert who rarely shows his feelings; when he does it's only because he thinks it is absolutely necessary. He's stubborn in the extreme and knows what he wants. Frequently cynical, he is feared for his sharp tongue and his acid and disagreeable remarks. He gives the impression of looking systematically for faults in everything he touches. This is because he is the world's biggest pessimist and expects nothing out of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With their forthright honesty and true moral integrity they soon become pillars of society, respected for their views and trusted by all who come to know them. Because they have the knack of gaining backing from important people, their careers are often brilliant. Dogs find it difficult to adapt to change, perhaps because they have a reputation for being innately pessimistic and expect the worst to happen. They have a tendency to become wistful and nostalgic about the past. Of all the animals in the Chinese Zodiac, Dogs are the least materialistic for they are unselfish individuals who care more about people than they do about money or success. It doesn't worry them to be without the material comforts. Even if they are in the money, their tastes are simple enough. But if by any chance they should suddenly and urgently need money, nobody is better equipped than them to get it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The loyal Dog makes a splendid captain of industry, an active trade union leader, a priest, or an educator. but whatever his career, it will have in him a spokesman whose ideas will be profound and often original. Nations would do well to follow such champions, for under no other sign do we find united in the same person such uprightness, rectitude and passion for work allied to so little personal ambition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The three phases of the life of the Dog are all marred by uncertainty: anxious childhood, difficult youth, middle-age defeatist before the work is to be done, and an old-age full of regrets for not having done enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It is said that a Dog born in daytime will be calmer and less anxious than one born during the night. It is at night that the dog's job is to guard the house -- and thus he will be eternally on the lookout, always on the alert, barking all the time to scare away intruders and finding no time to rest. For people born at night under this sign, it's a dog's life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Under the influence of the Fire element, he is highly dramatic and attractive, thrown into the limelight by his alluring yet friendly personality. He will be very popular with the opposite sex, but will be defiant and rebellious when forced to do something against his will. He takes care to practice what he preaches and will not be spoiled by success and fortune. Fierce when attacked, he does not make threats he cannot carry out. He is buoyant and self-assured with great magnetic charm, able to convince others to follow his lead. He has an independent spirit and courage, constantly seeking to get involved with new experiences and other people.&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/18300842-113850395797481331?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113850395797481331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113850395797481331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113850395797481331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113850395797481331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/kung-hei-fat-choi-m.html' title='Kung Hei Fat Choi! \m/'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113843628660128491</id><published>2006-01-28T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T16:35:58.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Naruto Addictus is here. Make way for ME!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just dropping by to upload pictures - NARUTO PICTURES of course. I am an addict. :lol:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is UZUMAKI NARUTO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The "star" of the show - kasi siya yung title.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.naruto-kun.com/templates/images/characters/uzumakinaruto.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is HATAKE KAKASHI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sensei of Team 7. Astigin na guro. Mysterious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://okunenanime.com/ipw-web/gallery/albums/Kakashi/kakashismile.thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This one is UCHIHA SASUKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My ex-crush. Ahihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kaso naging bad siya kaya eion. x.x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.naruto-kun.com/templates/images/characters/uchihasasuke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is HARUNO SAKURA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The only girl member of Team 7. Funny girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.naruto-kun.com/templates/images/characters/harunosakura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I took the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naruto-kun.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;character quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; and this is what I got:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.naruto-kun.com/images/narutotest/shino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Seems to suit me well - except the gender, of course. :laughs:&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/18300842-113843628660128491?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113843628660128491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113843628660128491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113843628660128491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113843628660128491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/naruto-addictus-is-here-make-way-for.html' title='The Naruto Addictus is here. Make way for ME!!'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113842030311208916</id><published>2006-01-28T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T11:51:43.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of HOLINESS, DIVINITY and HUMANITY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bsni.co.uk/ni_projects/passion/passion_of_the_christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bsni.co.uk/ni_projects/passion/passion_of_the_christ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ever wondered what cruel things were did to Jesus when he was to be crucified? Let us first reflect on these things before the start of the Lenten Season - that is, on March 1 (Ash Wednesday). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;THE FIFTEEN SECRET TORTURES AND SUFFERINGS OF OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jesus filled the wish of this Sister who desired ardently to know something about the secret sufferings which He endured the night before His death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Jews considered Me as the most wretched man living on earth so that is why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(1) They &lt;em&gt;fastened My feet&lt;/em&gt; with a rope and &lt;em&gt;dragged Me&lt;/em&gt; over the stepping stones of the staircase, down into a filthy, nauseating cellar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(2) They &lt;em&gt;took off My clothing&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;stung My body&lt;/em&gt; with iron joints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(3) They &lt;em&gt;attached a rope&lt;/em&gt; around My body and &lt;em&gt;pulled Me&lt;/em&gt; along on the ground, from end to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(4) They &lt;em&gt;hanged Me&lt;/em&gt; on a wooden piece with a slipknot until &lt;em&gt;I slipped out and fell down&lt;/em&gt;. Overwhelmed by this torture, &lt;em&gt;I wept bloody tears&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(5) They &lt;em&gt;tied Me&lt;/em&gt; to a post and &lt;em&gt;pierced My body&lt;/em&gt; with various arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(6) They &lt;em&gt;struck Me&lt;/em&gt; with stones and &lt;em&gt;burnt Me&lt;/em&gt; with blazing embers and torches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(7) They &lt;em&gt;pierced Me&lt;/em&gt; with awls; sharp spears &lt;em&gt;tore my skin, flesh, and arteries&lt;/em&gt; out of My body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(8) They &lt;em&gt;tied Me&lt;/em&gt; to a post and &lt;em&gt;made me stand, barefoot&lt;/em&gt;, on an incandescent metal-sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(9) They &lt;em&gt;crowned Me with an iron crown&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;wrapped My eyes&lt;/em&gt; with the dirtiest possible rags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(10) They &lt;em&gt;made Me sit on a chair&lt;/em&gt; covered with sharp pointed nails, &lt;em&gt;causing deep wounds&lt;/em&gt; in My body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(11) They &lt;em&gt;poured on My wounds&lt;/em&gt; liquid resin and, after this torture, they &lt;em&gt;pressed Me on the nailed chair&lt;/em&gt;, so that the nails went deeper and deeper into My flesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(12) For &lt;em&gt;shame and affliction&lt;/em&gt;, they &lt;em&gt;drove needles&lt;/em&gt; into the holes of My uprooted beard. Then they &lt;em&gt;tied My hands&lt;/em&gt; behind my back and &lt;em&gt;led Me walking out of prison with strikes and blows&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(13) They &lt;em&gt;threw Me upon a cross&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;attached me so tightly&lt;/em&gt; that &lt;em&gt;I could hardly breathe anymore&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(14) They &lt;em&gt;threw at My head&lt;/em&gt; as I lay on the earth, and they &lt;em&gt;stepped on me&lt;/em&gt;, hurting My breast. Then &lt;em&gt;taking a thorn from My crown, they drove it into My tongue&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(15) They &lt;em&gt;poured into my mouth the most immodest excretions&lt;/em&gt;, as they &lt;em&gt;uttered the most infamous expressions about me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Jesus added:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My daughter, I desire that you let everyone know these FIFTEEN SECRET TORTURES, in order that everyone of them be honored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyone who daily offers Me, with love, one of these sufferings, and says with fervor the following prayer, will be rewarded with eternal glory on the day of judgment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;PRAYER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My Lord and my God, it is my unchangeable will to honor You in these FIFTEEN SECRET TORMENTS when you shed Your Precious Blood: As many times as there are grains of sand around the seas, as grains of wheat in the fields, as blades of grass in the meadows, as fruit in the orchards, as leaves on the trees, as flowers in the garden, as stars in the sky, as angels in Heaven, as creatures on earth. So many thousands of times may You be glorified, praised and honored, O most love-worthy Lord Jesus Christ Your Holiest Heart, Your Precious Blood, Your Divine Sacrifice for mankind, the Holiest Sacrament of the Altar, the Most Holy Virgin Mary, the nine glorious choirs of Angels and the Blessed Phalanx of the Saints, from myself and everyone, now and forever, and in the eternal ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;In like manner, I desire, my dear Jesus, to give you thanksgiving, to serve you, to repair and atone for all ignominities, and to offer You my soul and body as Your Possessions forever. Likewise, I regret all my sins and beg Your pardon, O my Lord and my Gos. And I offer You all the merits of Jesus Christ to repair everything, to obtain a happy dying-hour and the deliverance of the souls from Purgatory. This prayer I desire to renew at each hour until my death, O lovable Jesus. Sweet death, fortify my resolution and permit not that neither wretched men nor Satan destroy it. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113842030311208916?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113842030311208916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113842030311208916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113842030311208916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113842030311208916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/of-holiness-divinity-and-humanity.html' title='Of HOLINESS, DIVINITY and HUMANITY.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113841569797700749</id><published>2006-01-28T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T10:34:58.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nandito na naman ako.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ano na naman ang isusulat ko dito ngayon??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Medyo nagheal na yung &lt;em&gt;wound&lt;/em&gt; ko kahapon - naiyak talaga ako. Hindi ko kinaya. Kawawa naman sila. Baliw kasi yung bwisit na panadero. Hindi man lang niya naisip na may madadamay sa kalokohang ginawa niya. He is totally MEAN. Buti nga nahuli ang loko. x.x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Meanwhile,,, bakit kaya napakabagal ng pag-lo2gout sa Friendster?? Ayan, finally. Gumana na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Maiba uli,,, kung may BAD NEWS, mayroon din akong GOOD NEWS - VERY good news in fact! PANALO SI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/profiles/ian08"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;JOBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; SA SCIENCE QUIZ BEE - ALL BY HIMSELF!! GOLD yon! Woohooh!! \m/ Astig noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eto yung nakasulat sa likod ng kanyang 11th medal - huwaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;San Benildo Integrated School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De La Salle Supervised&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRADE SCHOOL DEPARTMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcos Highway, Cainta Rizal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEARCH FOR YOUNG SCIENTIST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JANUARY 23-27, 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAMPION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIVISION A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ayun. Masaya na ako ulit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113841569797700749?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113841569797700749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113841569797700749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113841569797700749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113841569797700749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/nandito-na-naman-ako.html' title='Nandito na naman ako.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113836606569086984</id><published>2006-01-27T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T22:05:55.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isang masayang paraan ng PAGLIMOT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Napadaan ako sa blog ni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rockwithflair.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ysh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; at nakita ko ang nakakatuwang post na ito. Nakuha daw niya ito sa Friendster noon pa kaya eto. Naaliw lang ako. Okay, here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;More on CONTEMPLATIONS, DELUSIONS and PUNCTUATIONS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contemplate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - kulang ang mga pinggan&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Punctuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - pera para maka-enrol&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ice Buko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - nagtatanong kung ayos na ang buhok&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tenacious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - sapatos na pang tennis&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Calculator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - tawagan kita mamaya&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Devastation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - sakayan ng bus&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Protestant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Tindahan ng prutas&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Ikaw ba yan?&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tissue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Ikaw nga!&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Predicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Pakawalan mo ang pusa&lt;br /&gt;11) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dedicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Pinatay ang pusa&lt;br /&gt;12) &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aspect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Pantusok o pandurog ng yelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Deduct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; - Ang pato&lt;br /&gt;14) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Defeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Ang paa (ng pato?)&lt;br /&gt;15) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Ang buntot (ng pato?)&lt;br /&gt;16) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Deposit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Gripo (Call DIPLOMA if DEPOSIT is leaking)&lt;br /&gt;17) &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;City&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Bago mag-utso; A number to follow 6&lt;br /&gt;18) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cattle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Doon nakatila ang Hali at Leyna&lt;br /&gt;19) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Persuading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Unang Kasal&lt;br /&gt;20) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Depress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Ang nagkasal sa PERSUADING&lt;br /&gt;22) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Defense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Ginamit ng mga pangsulat sa kontrata sa PERSUADING&lt;br /&gt;23) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Kainin mo ang bakod&lt;br /&gt;24) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shampoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Bago mag-labing-isha&lt;br /&gt;25) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Delusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Maluwang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1678/1787/1600/lol.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1678/1787/320/lol.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hay naku. Sana sumaya pa ako.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113836606569086984?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113836606569086984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113836606569086984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113836606569086984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113836606569086984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/isang-masayang-paraan-ng-paglimot.html' title='Isang masayang paraan ng PAGLIMOT.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113835682068662328</id><published>2006-01-27T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T20:18:40.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just feel so down and so troubled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; just feel so down and so troubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko kakayanin yon. Masyadong mabigat. Iniisip ko pa lang kung ganoon ang nangyari sa akin. I am a million percent sure na hindi ko kakayanin yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;____________&amp;`* Heaven knows how bitter I am… &lt;/em&gt;Everytime that thing would pop up on my mind, I stop. I feel so tired, so down, and as if I have no energy at all – even a single droplet. That is how I really feel. But, it was not me. It was another. I cannot imagine the worst scenario. Of course, she would feel a lot more BLUER. It is so hard to lose the ones you would not want to lose. You really never know that that day would be your last. Everyone feels so bad. I pity her a lot. I know very much that she needs a lot of time – an eternity perhaps - to heal and forget and forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;____________&amp;amp;`* Will she ever find her way back home to me… &lt;/em&gt;Time, of course, does not wait. It would be so impossible to make time go back. We are talking of reality here. Please, no fantasies. It is a very serious matter. I know it does not concern me too much but I feel as if it was me in that particular situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;____________&amp;`* God is good, all the time… and all the time, God is good. &lt;/em&gt;Lagi naming sinasabi ito after prayer tuwing computer time. It is just so sad na baka hindi na siya maniwala. Napapaisip din ako minsan eh – lalo na kapag tuwing hard times. Mas lalo naman ito. Iniisip ko na, 'Oo, balak ito ni God. Pero, kailangan ba talaga nitong mangyari? Bakit talaga nangyari pa iyon…' Hindi ko maisip ang mga susunod na mangyayari. Natatakot ako. Ngayon ko lang na-realize na totoong THE REAL WORLD IS NOT SAFE ANYMORE. Mahirap na. Baka kung ano na lang ang mangyari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;____________&amp;amp;`* &lt;/em&gt;Sabi nila, live everyday as if it would be your last. Honestly, hindi ko pinaniniwalaan yon. Ni hindi ko nga nagagawa yon eh. Tignan mo, bakit may pre-planned schedule sa school tulad ng SPORTSFEST na gaganapin pa sa Feb4? Hindi ko naiisip na wala nang bukas. Kaya nga madalas, ipinapabukas ko na ang maraming bagay. Hindi ko iniisip na, 'Naku, baka wala na akong bukas. Ano kaya kung magtino-tino pa ako?' Hay naku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me please. I want to forget the ish kahit sandali lang. :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113835682068662328?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113835682068662328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113835682068662328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113835682068662328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113835682068662328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-just-feel-so-down-and-so-troubled_27.html' title='I just feel so down and so troubled.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113827098547656108</id><published>2006-01-26T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T18:23:05.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now this angel has flown away from me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hindi ko pa rin maalis sa isip ko ang Heaven Knows. Ang walang kamatayang HEAVEN KNOWS. Aba, patugtugin ba naman ang kanta paulit-ulit. Hehe. Mukha bang adik? Hindi naman di ba? Hindi pa naman masyado. Tsktsk. Kaawa-awang bata --&gt; eto iniisip mo ano? Okie lang, at least hindi PBB theme song. O kaya "Para sa Iyo". Nyahaha. :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"...cigarette just to pass my time..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eto ba ang aking SIGARILYO? Pampalipas-oras but I enjoy it. Nakakaadik ang blogging. Naku, naadik na naman sa ibang bisyo ang kawawang bata. Hay naku, puro adiksyon ang nalalaman. Pero, at least matino. Totoo to. Walang lokohan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;As usual, H.K. na naman ang aking tugtog - ang KAISA-ISAHAN kong matinong MP3 sa PC. [May PBB kaso ayokong ma-LSS dun no!] &lt;em&gt;"..now this angel has flown away from me.." &lt;/em&gt;Hay naku... I feel so down and so tired right now... ano bang ginawa ko di ba? Nothing new actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;1st subject - PE - wala lang. klasrum lang. hindi ako nagdala ng PE uniform [[sabi ni Mon.]] Haha. Well, at least hindi ginamit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;2nd half ng PE hanggang CLE - symposium tungkol sa GLOBAL WARMING ish. Ang masasabi ko lang: MASYADONG MALAMIG SA SIH. Ayun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Recess - kumain. ano pa ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;3rd subject - Computer - Hands-on LT. Dali lang. Naperfect ko nga eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;4th subject - English - nagdebate ang mga tao. Ganito ang set-up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Goverment Team: Angela, Dani, Ayra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Opposition Team: Ykhay, Leni, Mona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Madame Speaker: Vinnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Adjudicators: Winter, Che, She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Motion: This house believes that the aristocrats deserve to rule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The winner: Government Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The reason: Madaya si Angela. Ang ginawa niyang motion, "...to rule in the BUSINESS WORLD". Aba natural, panalo na ang Government. Pwede ba namang magrule ng business world ang walang pera? Madaya. Wala tuloy thrill. Sinigurado talaga nila na mananalo sila. Aba, hindi ko matiis, nag-POI [pt. of info] ako. Sabi ko hindi na debatable ang issue. Talaga naman e. Nabore tuloy ako kasi hindi na surprise ang winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lunch - naglaro kami ng kada ng WORD FACTORY. I won for many times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Trigo - Slow progress, as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chem - defense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So there you go. The song has ended. I might as well wind up this little post of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fly away, little angel... and come back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113827098547656108?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113827098547656108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113827098547656108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113827098547656108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113827098547656108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/now-this-angel-has-flown-away-from-me.html' title='Now this angel has flown away from me...'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113809542299979978</id><published>2006-01-24T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T17:37:03.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a relief.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sa wakas, naayos ko na nang matino ang aking bloggish. Finally, I have a blog - a real one. Oh well, hindi ba real ang Friendster blogs? Hehe. Di naman. Medyo lang. [[ahihihi]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Birthday nga pala ni mama ngayon [Jan24] actually, hindi ko pa siya nakikita today kasi pumunta silang Pangasinan pero pauwi na sila. Yehey. Nabati ko naman si Mumay kaninang umaga kasi nagkaload ako. Haha. E di ayos. Ako siguro ang pangalawang nakabati kay Mumay [siyempre, una si Dadji - magkasama sila eh. :-)] Ayun. Sana safe ang trip nila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kasalukuyang na-eLSS ako sa heaven-sent na Heaven Knows ng Orange and Lemons. I really love the melody - and the lyrics. Medyo nakakaiyak siya kung i-aanalyze mo pero nice. Hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What else?? Titignan ko muna sched:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;SS - reporting?? [eh, aus lang yun. :-P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;CLE - erp... ala naman,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pinoy - Basa ng 2 chapters [no, di ko pa to nagagawa. :-z]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eng - Debate!! Yehey!! [[I'm so happy dahil tapos na kami!]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;**In fairness, nanalo kami!! Whoohooh! Ako lang ang beterano sa mga ka-group ko at mga kalaban namin. --&gt; tsktsk, sanay sa KAHIHIYAN, ika nga ni Emmichelle, :-) [miss ko na kayo]**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Trigo - may homework na madami [[waah!!]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chem - eto na ang DEFENSE!! Good luck sa amin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;**Masaya ako at walang chem. Tuwing Tuesday kasi ay double period kami kaya maraming HIMALA ang pwedeng mangyari sa 2 oras na iyon. Tsktsk. Nakatakas - pati sa Guidance!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;_______&amp;amp;`*Last words: Be happy. You have a reason to be. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113809542299979978?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113809542299979978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113809542299979978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113809542299979978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113809542299979978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-relief.html' title='What a relief.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808673738937824</id><published>2006-01-24T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:12:17.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tapos na din!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Posts were successfully transferred. 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I'm on to blogspot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808673738937824?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808673738937824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808673738937824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808673738937824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808673738937824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/tapos-na-din.html' title='Tapos na din!'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808667059700219</id><published>2006-01-24T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:11:10.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o20: I am QUITE tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodness. I feel like a grumpy old lady with all those leg aches and those sort. Why? We had this darn practical in PE wherein we would do those gymnastic movements without the tumblings and those bach-breaking stunts. The hardest part for me is the SHOULDER STAND. If you ask me how to do that, I'm gonna make you do that. Haha. Just joking. You see, you're gonna STAND with your SHOULDERS flat on the ground and your whole body pointing upwards. It's kinda weird to explain it but I hope you get it. :-) Because of all those nonsensical arch backs and the table positions, I've got my right thigh a bad ache. *Tsk Tsk* Sigh. It's so hard to go up and down the stairs with all this aching within. But why bother about that? Well, you don't actually need to bother about anything. It's just that I want to keep my hands working and so, I am typing what I'm actually thinking for the moment! [You know, the STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS thing, if you know what I mean.] Sigh again. Oh anyway, my mommy would like to tell the whole wide world that she loves me. Oh... I love my family too!! You see MENY, do you think it's just that easy to type at a speed of the bullet?? Well, I've took hold of the PC first so it belongs to me!! Hahaha!! [temporarily of course] Okay so what am I trying to say here?? Nothing actually. I'm simply breathing in and breathing out while my mind works like crazy, continuously producing words that goes on and on and on... [and on, and it DOES go on]. I have nothing else neat to do. Hmph. Let's check my schedule for next week:&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Jan23 - KADA DAY!! TINI DAY!! DEFENSE!! [the others are no big deal]&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Jan24 - erp.. all I know is that Tuesday is for DOUBLE CHEM. *tsktsk*&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Jan25 - oh well. I think this week is not too stressful. Now, I was just wondering... WHEN IS OUR COMPUTER EXAM?? Guys, help me. I forgot. :-/ I'm not sure if it's Thursday or Friday. Whoah. That's tough.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to stop now [for the betterment of the world and for peace with my little bro. :-P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;________&amp;amp;`*2006.01.20 at 02:53 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808667059700219?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808667059700219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808667059700219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808667059700219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808667059700219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o20-i-am-quite-tired.html' title='o20: I am QUITE tired.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808659979491625</id><published>2006-01-24T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:09:59.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o19: Let's think about things to think about.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And so I'm here again in front of the computer [Oh yes! Where else?] updating this blog of mine. I was just thinking, "Why am I blogging here?? Why do I continue to expose my life to the world if I could keep my life a big secret or whatsoever??" I've been sending out messages to people whom I know are bloggers of some sort to let them think of the same thing. I hope I get neat responses. Gosh. I have a deadline to meet!! January 16, 2006 Monday - deadline of script and article. Wheew. Don't give me more things to think about today. Hmph. I think I just got enough of those already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;_________&amp;amp;`*2006.01.14 at 12:57 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808659979491625?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808659979491625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808659979491625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808659979491625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808659979491625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o19-lets-think-about-things-to-think.html' title='o19: Let&apos;s think about things to think about.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808654300031490</id><published>2006-01-24T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:09:03.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o18: Why blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosh, next week is really hell week.&lt;br /&gt;Monday - got lots of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Comp PT.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Health and Music PT.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Chemistry and Pinoy PT.&lt;br /&gt;Friday - CLE and SS PT.&lt;br /&gt;That does not end there - may Saturday pa.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Trigo and English PT.&lt;br /&gt;Tapos may extra works pa na kailangang gawin.&lt;br /&gt;Una - para sa musical play. Try making plot. (Secret na lang muna.)&lt;br /&gt;Pangalawa - I am OBLIGED by Ms. De Dios to write an article for the new newsletter na hindi ko pa alam ang title.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Very busy. May Post-Christmas party pa nga ang chapter namin. Baka hindi ako maka-attend. Tight ang sched ko next week.&lt;br /&gt;Sa ngayon, ang ginagawa ko ay NAGSUSULAT SA BLOG (siyempre) at nagreresearch tungkol sa "Hills Like White Elephants" ni Hemingway and more on blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of blogging, bakit ba naggagawa ng blog ang mga tao? Ano bang gusto nilang palabasin? Hmph... siguro the first reason that will come to the minds of everyone ay eto - for SELF-EXPRESSION. Mayroong mga reserved people na may gustong sabihin pero hindi lang talaga magawa. Their blog is their way of communicating ideas siguro. Ano pa ba, some would like to SHARE THEIR KNOWLEDGE to others. The best way to do that is of course to publish a site to the Net. E mas convenient magblog kaysa magdevelop ng sariling website/webpage kaya sikat talaga ang blogging. Siyempre may iba pang reasons. Advertising perhaps. (Pero bihira. Hindi pa ako nakakabasa ng blog na nagbebenta ng bangus. :-) Sa KERYGMA.) Hay.&lt;br /&gt;Ang hirap ng buhay third year. Ay hindi pala. CHALLENGING siya.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The best ang Hilda. Panalo sa lahat. 99% ang average score. Huwaw. Deserve naman talaga nila. Siyempre, babatiin ko si Camz. Alam ko siya ang may pakana non. Napahanga talaga ako. You really deserve the top spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;________&amp;amp;`*2006.01.06 at 04:17 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808654300031490?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808654300031490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808654300031490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808654300031490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808654300031490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o18-why-blog_24.html' title='o18: Why blog?'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808645148590209</id><published>2006-01-24T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:07:31.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o17: HAPPY new year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ayun na. Enough said. May sasabihin pa ba? Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;______&amp;amp;`*2005.12.31 at 07:59 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808645148590209?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808645148590209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808645148590209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808645148590209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808645148590209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o17-happy-new-year.html' title='o17: HAPPY new year.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808639056215096</id><published>2006-01-24T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:06:30.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o16: It's a feverish cold evening today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Masyadong malamig ngayon. Brr. I think I've got fever now. [Insert audio clip with "Mommy, I feel hot... You are hot..."] Haha. The old commercial blues. Ang background music ko right now? Tini [my dog] howling like a WOLF. REALLY SOUNDS LIKE A WOLF. Ganyan talaga pag gutom. *Tsk tsk* Pobreng aso - hindi pa kumakain. Speaking of kain... nagRP kami kanina for some family bonding [kung nabasa mo na yung entry ko nung Dec25 [kahapon] malalaman mo na hindi kami masyadong nakapagbonding kahapon kaya ngayon na lang] Pansin ko, tuwing Dec26 kami masaya imbis na Dec25 [Christmas] Last year noong December 26, 2004, nagpunta kami sa Maarat, San Mateo [mountainous aspect ng Mateo] at nag-offroading. Masaya kasi first time. Ngayon - well - nagmall nga kami. Naghanap ng reward sa sarili si Jobie [masaya siya kasi may pera uli siya - tuwing pasko kami yumayaman eh. :-P] bumili siya ng toy niyang nilolaunch [ampanget ng spelling. churi naman.] Tapos kumain kami sa McDo. Ayun. Pero ang masaya dun, habang tumitingin kami ng toys, naglalaro kami ng game na "Pares-Pares". Inimbento namin at talaga namang brain-twister. (Ex: kutsara at tinidor, girl and boy, etc.) Tapos sa kotse, "compound words" naman --&gt; BaseBall, flying saucer, etc. Masaya siya. Nakakaentertain lalo na pag walang magawa. O siya, "Miso Show" na. Hindi pa nag-vivitamins tong si Jojoba. Good night na. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;________&amp;amp;`*2005.12.26 at 06:00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808639056215096?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808639056215096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808639056215096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808639056215096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808639056215096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o16-its-feverish-cold-evening-today.html' title='o16: It&apos;s a feverish cold evening today.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808632909884076</id><published>2006-01-24T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:05:29.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o15: Hmp. Ano bang meron ngayong Dec25?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ay pasko. Oo nga pala no? Christmas. Pero kakaiba ang Pasko ko. Sobrang kakaiba. Kasi ganito yon... tuwing Dec25, nasanay ako sa tradisyon naming sa bahay lang o sa bahay lang ng kamag-anak. [You know, the usual Christmas get-togethers na nangyayari lang tuwing pasko, usually] This Christmas [it's fun all the way?] uhm... sa tingin ko, hindi masyadong fun. Si Pa nasa St. Luke's [first time to na nasa hospital sila ngayong Dec25] nakaconfine for 5 days. Hay, ang hirap talaga ng ganito... Eto pa... first time ko ding pumunta ng Nacional [funeraria] ngayong Christmas Day. Kamag-anak nila Mommy. Malamig talaga ang pasko. Hay... Pero God really never leaves us hanging. He always provides talaga. Andameng beses nang napatunayan to lalo na sa family namin. Sana lang medyo bumuti ang kalagayan ni Pa, lumakas si Ma, maging ok ang business ng family namin, mabigyan ng good health sila Mommy and Ian at Daddy at lahat na sa family at relatives at sana ang mga broken relationships and ties ay maayos kahit papaano before the dawn of 2006. Pansin ko, ang bilis lang ng 2005. So far, eto ang pinakamabilis na year sa lahat. Ewan ko. Siguro masyado lang akong busy sa nagdaang taon. Hindi pala biru-biro ang third year. Challenging. Lalo na pag Chem teacher mo ang teacher namin at ang Geom/Trigo teacher mo ang teacher namin. [Extreme opposites ang Math at Chem - nananaginip kami tuwing Trigo; nanginginig ang tuhod namin sa Chem] Totoo. Ngayon pa nga lang - I'm really getting the shivers. *gnaw* x.x Haha. Hay pasko, pasko, pasko na namang muli... ambilis. Next week, new year na. Para lang talagang dumaan tong year na ito. Hindi ko ineexpect na ganito kabilis. Ako man ay nagugulat. Pasko na pala. 1 week to go. Ano nga bang nangyari sa akin noong 2005? May natutunan ba ako? Nakatulong ba ang mga nangyari sa akin this year sa pagdevelop ng pagkatao ko? Hmm. Iisipin ko yan. Ikaw din. Think of it. AND THINK OF ME din ha? Merry Christmas sa iyo. Happy New Year na rin. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;________&amp;amp;`*2005.12.25 at 06:49 AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808632909884076?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808632909884076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808632909884076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808632909884076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808632909884076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o15-hmp-ano-bang-meron-ngayong-dec25.html' title='o15: Hmp. Ano bang meron ngayong Dec25?'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808627751765805</id><published>2006-01-24T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:04:37.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o14: +| tired &amp; wasted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Poem of the Desperate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I laugh. and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I cry. I want to fly.&lt;br /&gt;I die. I soar high.&lt;br /&gt;I reach the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Free but not ready to fly.&lt;br /&gt;I weave dreams in the air.&lt;br /&gt;I see them go by and by.&lt;br /&gt;I cry. I die. I fly.&lt;br /&gt;I try to fly.&lt;br /&gt;I fall down.&lt;br /&gt;I cry.&lt;br /&gt;I see myself wounded.&lt;br /&gt;I pity myself.&lt;br /&gt;I asked, "Why fly?"&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside of me, I heard,&lt;br /&gt;"Fly to be free."&lt;br /&gt;I weep. I smile. I try. I FLY.&lt;br /&gt;+ INISIP SA TAPAT NG KOMPUTER --- NOVEMBER 11, 2005 --- 7.13 PM +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;__________&amp;amp;`*2005.11.11 at 03:12 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808627751765805?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808627751765805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808627751765805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808627751765805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808627751765805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o14-tired-wasted.html' title='o14: +| tired &amp; wasted'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808620842405637</id><published>2006-01-24T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:03:28.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o13: maaga pa ang 8.53 pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Patutulugin mo ako ng 9.00 pm?! NO WAY. Pano ba naman, kahit patulugin kami ni Jobie ng alas-onse, hindi pa rin kami makatulog. Paano pa kung kasing aga ng alas-nwebe?! Pasensya naman, may insomnia kami. Churi naman. Hay. Malapit na malapit na ang pasukan. Waahh!! Ayoko pa. Mahal na mahal ko talaga ang bakasyon kaya lagi kong sinusulit kapag meron. Hehe. Sad. Anyway... i'm practicing on my html. hehe. ginawa kong html document yung ip research ko. hahaha. dala yan ng boredom. kaso, pansin ko, mas binibigyan ko ng attention ang html kaysa sa mismong research. haha. adik. certified adik. [tsk. tsk. tsk.] it's too early for me to say good night. sige. bahala na. good night pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;^0^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;__________&amp;amp;`*2005.11.05 at 05:07 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808620842405637?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808620842405637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808620842405637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808620842405637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808620842405637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o13-maaga-pa-ang-853-pm.html' title='o13: maaga pa ang 8.53 pm'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808614758067869</id><published>2006-01-24T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:02:27.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o12: ALL SOULS' DAY NGAYON.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;All Souls' Day ngayon - November 1, 2005. Hindi lang pang-patay ang araw na ito. Para din ito sa mga buhay na nilalang na may KALULUWA. Kahit wala nang konsensya - basta may kaluluwa e ok na yon. Hehe. Happy All Souls' Day sa ating lahat. [Hehe. --&gt; (takot na tawa) Sana walang magcomment sa post na ito na umaaligid-aligid na kaluluwa... awOoOh...] [--&gt; ayan si CASPER - THE FRIENDLY GHOST. Wag kayong matakot - close kami niyan. Sasabihin ko sa kanya na wag kayong bisitahin ngayon. --&gt; (haha. ang feeling ko talaga...)]&lt;br /&gt;Change topic... --&gt; MATHEMATICS - GRADE 3 STYLE.&lt;br /&gt;Hay nako. Ang lesson nila Jobie --&gt; [my brother.] ay tungkol sa mga PRIME AND COMPOSITE NUMBERS. Sad. [rather boring and tiring at super aksaya sa ink --&gt; parang yung sa chem test namin - ang LAKI ng circle na kailangang ishade. SUPER.] Ngayon ko lang napagtanto na hindi lahat ng inaral ko sa grade school ay kailangan sa totoong buhay. Tignan mo na lang ulit yung prime and composite numbers na lesson ni Jobie. Ano namang silbi non? Hindi naman tatanungin ng gwardya sa office/school, "O, ano ba yang ID no mo, PRIME O COMPOSITE NUMBER?" Di ba hindi naman tatanungin yon?! [--&gt; Nakikita ko na ang mga GRADE 3 STUDENTS na nahihirapan sa lesson na ito ay TANGO ng TANGO. Naiintindihan na kita Jobie.] Bakit kaya ganoon, sa school, napakaraming lessons ang tinuturo sa atin. Siguro, out of all those lessons, mga 30% more or less lang ang mapakikinabangan natin sa career at sa totoong buhay. Look at chemistry --&gt; Kailangan pa bang ituro sa atin ang mga structure ng kung anu-anong compound kung wala tayong balak na maging isang CHEMIST paglaki?! Tama ba namang parusahan tayo?! Hindi ba ang ibig sabihin ng isang word for school [i forgot kung anong language] ay "LEISURE/PLEASURE"?! Bakit ganoon?! Lalo lang tayong nagkakaroon ng HEADACHE at kung anu-ano pang ACHES dahil sa SOBRANG PAG-AARAL. Tignan mo ang sarili mo [--&gt; yun ay kung estudyante ka pa]. Bakit ka nagkakasakit? "SA ARAL PO. --&gt; sa SOBRANG aral po." Pero sasabihin lang ng parents mo, "Hindi ka lang marunong MAGMANAGE NG TIME mo kaya nagkakanda-puyat-puyat ka lagi!!" Sa totoo lang, hindi mo talaga magagawang ma-manage ang TIME mo kasi hindi naman yan nag-aantay. Ke magbagal ka o magmadali, tuluy-tuloy lang siya. Ang kaya mong i-manage ay ang paraan mo kung paano mo gamitin ang ORAS mo. Di ba? [Hmm. Napaisip ka dun, no? C:] Actually, nasa sa iyo din yan kung magtatagumpay ka o hindi. Oo, marami ngang FACTORS na makakaapekto sa ikagaganda ng buhay mo pero yang mga FACTORS na iyan ang susubok sa kakayanan mo bilang isang tao. Dahil sa mga FACTORS na iyan din mo malalaman kung hanggang saan ang makakaya mo. Ang tanging payo ko sa iyo kung ano man ang problema mo ay ito: AJA!! Kaya mo yan! Hindi ka nag-iisa!! --&gt; mas marami pang ibang tao ang nakakaranas ng mas mahihirap na problema kaysa diyan sa binubuhat mo. TOTOO YAN.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; O sige, lumabas na yata ang pagiging ADVISER ko dito. Naku po. Pag may mas malalim kayong problema, si Ate Ces ang kausapin nyo, wag ako. :-P&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;November 1, 2005 sa harap ng kompyuter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;________&amp;amp;`*2005.11.01 at 02:57 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808614758067869?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808614758067869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808614758067869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808614758067869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808614758067869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o12-all-souls-day-ngayon.html' title='o12: ALL SOULS&apos; DAY NGAYON.'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808607926638543</id><published>2006-01-24T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:01:19.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o11: |a typical day in the life of an office girl|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hah. it's actually fun bein' an office gurl. yeah. lalo na pag ang office mo ay ang house mo. TWO-IN-ONE. perfect. i just wanna be here FOREVER. ayus lang sa kin ang typing. no problem at all. dahil sa mga OJT ko dito sa bahay, marami akong natututunan. accounting. excel [with the formulas and all]. atbp. i'm happy with this kind of life. haha! kahit nga ako, di ko mapaniwalaan ang sarili ko - na kaya ko nang magtype ng MABILIS. or nadala lang yon ng copy-and-paste tactics ko? hehe. may silbi na rin ang pinagtuturo ni sir doms sa amin. akala ko noon na wala lang patutunguhan yung typing instructor tests na super hard -- noon. napakabagal ko magtype ng tama [as in - pinkie:a; ring:s; etc.] but now, i enjoy the fruits of my labor. ayus. try... asdfjkl; okei!! hehe. nagtype pa ng asdfjkl; eh no? [o umulit pa!] basta... sure na ako dito. computer course ang kukunin ko sa college. i'm a self-confessed computer addict. REAL ADDICT. \m/ gtg. ZzZ ^0^ 10:14 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;_________&amp;amp;`*2005.10.28 at 07:14 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808607926638543?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808607926638543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808607926638543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808607926638543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808607926638543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o11-typical-day-in-life-of-office-girl.html' title='o11: |a typical day in the life of an office girl|'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808594016087081</id><published>2006-01-24T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:00:05.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o10: +|REALLY messed-up thoughts|+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ainaku. 1 week to go and classes are on again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;well, so far, i have not yet been bored this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i've got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/home.php?statpos=headernav"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;here (and friendster again) thanks to the unlimited internet surfing!yey! [i'm happy even though it's not DSL. c:]what else? hmp. i've got neat books hereand other stuffs to do like drawing.AHH! our project [well, not really.]HOME PROJECT would be better.our movie!! (xiao-xiao &lt;ku`no&gt;)eeiiinndd.. turbo c!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hey there people! [esp. the juniors &amp; those who know turbo c]you can download turbo c --&gt; FOR FREE! yup! just check out this site:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bdn.borland.com/article/0,1410,20841,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;http://bdn.borland.com/article/0,1410,20841,00.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; and then look for turbo c 2.0.download it and you are ready to go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;*do you know why it's free?!*i don't know either but i have read therethat turbo c is an "ancient" program.darn. why study the past when we canstudy for the future? [haha] why not study "modern" programs or programming languages like HTML, CSS, or JavaScript, right?**mas masaya yon**[ i can see you there nodding. :-) ]**para naman makagawa tayo ng website**hehe. that would be cooler. swell. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;**if you have any questions regardingthe downloading of turbo c, i'll be glad to help**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;*sigh* the rain has stopped.hope it doesn't rain on the 31st.it would be muddy in loyola if it would rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;thank heavens everything's all right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;thank heavens for someone named Chris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;thank heavens for someone's back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;goodness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i have lots more to thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's not so often that i realize this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Solo Dios Basta! &gt;&gt;God is ENOUGH!&lt;&lt; (^^,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ps. heck. the "o14" inscription on my arm is still here.it has been here since yesterday morning.until now.but it's not so obvious anymore.just the trace.oh... never mind that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;told ja. i'm really messed-up today.my thoughts just pop-up from nowhere. I THINK I HAVE TO GATHER MY THOUGHTS FOR A WHILETHEN COMPOSE MYSELF AFTERWARDS. (^^,) --compose!-- [hah.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;want some links to neat sites? here.i have not visited the others yet.just check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tutorialkeyboard.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tutorial Keyboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kumanta.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking For Lyrics / Tabs / Chords?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Web Encyclopedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fun Quizzes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bp-grafix.net/sitebuilder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Glitterin' Pix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Candy Mag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cubancouncil.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Friendster CSS Generator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rd.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The official Reader's Digest website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;GIVE ME MORE SITES!! Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;________&amp;amp;`*2005.10.28 at 02:45 AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808594016087081?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808594016087081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808594016087081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808594016087081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808594016087081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o10-really-messed-up-thoughts.html' title='o10: +|REALLY messed-up thoughts|+'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808569237694429</id><published>2006-01-24T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:54:52.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o9: ::angst in the midst of rain::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;darn it. it's raining. i'm getting crazy over this friendster mania. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. i just don't feel right. i do not belong entirely to you.&lt;br /&gt;i am for others, too. i don't know. possessive is the term. *split splat*&lt;br /&gt;rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;_______&amp;amp;`*2005.10.27 at 07:09 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808569237694429?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808569237694429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808569237694429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808569237694429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808569237694429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o9-angst-in-midst-of-rain.html' title='o9: ::angst in the midst of rain::'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808562655750143</id><published>2006-01-24T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:53:46.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o8: ::a replay::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ANTAY-TELD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ilang saglit na langat malapit na kitang mahagkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;matagal ko na rin itong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;inisip at pinangarap…&lt;br /&gt;At ngayon na ang panahon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;kung saan matutupad na iyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;muli ko nang masisilayan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ang iyong mga mata at ang iyong ngiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;sandali na lang…&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit bakit parang lumalabo ang paningin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;sumasabog ang liwanag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;at ako’y mistulang nabubulag…&lt;br /&gt;Bumalik sa datiat agad kitang hinanap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nasaan ka…?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ikaw ay nawala, naglaho parang bula…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;bakit ganoon, onti na lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;tapos mawawala ka pa…&lt;br /&gt;Maya-maya’y nakarinig ako ng tinig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hindi galing sa iyo ngunit sa nanay ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;minamadali ako’t tanghali na raw…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;dali-dali akong tumayo ngunit ako’y natigilan…&lt;br /&gt;Panaginip lang pala…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;pero kung darating uli ang pagkakataong iyon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hindi na kita pakakawalan pa…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;yayakapin na kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;kahit ika’y hanggang panaginip lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;________&amp;amp;`*2005.10.20 at 10:04 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808562655750143?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808562655750143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808562655750143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808562655750143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808562655750143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o8-replay.html' title='o8: ::a replay::'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808549552818313</id><published>2006-01-24T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:51:35.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o7: The Death of Insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Death of Insomnia&lt;br /&gt;+sleepy_head+&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia is dying slowly...&lt;br /&gt;I can feel that my eyes are pulled downby an unknown force.&lt;br /&gt;*Blink*&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, I am not yet done."&lt;br /&gt;*Blink*&lt;br /&gt;The coldness of the wind and the darkness of the sky seduce me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;*Blink*&lt;br /&gt;"What about my papers?"&lt;br /&gt;*Blink*&lt;br /&gt;I thought - "Oh well, I might as well do those tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;My eyes could not bear it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;*Blink*&lt;br /&gt;I lie down in the midst of papers that had creases and crumples.&lt;br /&gt;It didn't matter for as long as I give myself some time to rest.&lt;br /&gt;I doze off to sleep&lt;br /&gt;and Insomnia is dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;________&amp;amp;`*2005.10.20 at 09:58 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808549552818313?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808549552818313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808549552818313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808549552818313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808549552818313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o7-death-of-insomnia.html' title='o7: The Death of Insomnia'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808541945344899</id><published>2006-01-24T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:50:19.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o6: +|say CHEESE|+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;himala. naperfect ko ang pinoy lt. HUWAW. ASTIG. *first time?* hehe. nagulat nga ako eh. as in "HUWEEH..?" haha. naaliw naman ako. :-P&lt;br /&gt;nga pala, may symposium kami sa wednesday. na siguradong IKATUTUWA ng mga tao. ms. deocampo... say CHEESE!! mwehehehe!! :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;_______&amp;amp;`*2005.10.03 at 03:08 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808541945344899?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808541945344899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808541945344899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808541945344899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808541945344899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o6-say-cheese.html' title='o6: +|say CHEESE|+'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808535488074567</id><published>2006-01-24T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:49:14.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o5: yahoOoO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hehe. d b obvious na masaya ako ngayon? hehe uli. OY MGA LIOBA PEOPLE... HAPPY FEASTDAY SA ATIN BUKAS!! +September 28+ anyway... nakakatuwa ang chem kahit na may trauma pa rin ako sa teacher... :P hindi nga.. mwehehe!! what's up tom..? [ceiling - ngek corny.. :D] ss quiz uli; cle ala lang; pinoy noli 3&amp;4; eng whistle!?! waah! well at least walang geom at chem bukas! yahOoOo!! *bangag* pasensya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;________&amp;amp;`*2005.09.27 at 01:34 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808535488074567?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808535488074567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808535488074567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808535488074567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808535488074567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o5-yahoooo.html' title='o5: yahoOoO!!'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808528849606357</id><published>2006-01-24T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:48:08.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o4: -=oK sO maLaBo riN aQnG kaUsaP=-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ayus to. me long test kami sa ss bukas. sa wed naman chem. anong ginagawa ko? nasa harap ng pc, naka-internet, nag-u2pdate ng blog. TAMA BA YON?!! hehe... just dropping by... [di ko alam kung pano nasi2ngit 2 s sched q...] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;________&amp;amp;`*2005.09.19 at 03:24 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808528849606357?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808528849606357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808528849606357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808528849606357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808528849606357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o4-ok-so-malabo-rin-aqng-kausap.html' title='o4: -=oK sO maLaBo riN aQnG kaUsaP=-'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808517770069365</id><published>2006-01-24T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:47:00.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o3: ::School::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My ID... hehehe... alang pasok ngayon! Yes!! what a relief! no 4 o' clock disme today! wohooh!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;________&amp;amp;`*2005.08.28 at 11:11 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808517770069365?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808517770069365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808517770069365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808517770069365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808517770069365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o3-school.html' title='o3: ::School::'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808505607177061</id><published>2006-01-24T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:44:16.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o2: not just your ordinary student...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;haha!! i am extremely happy today!! i never thought programming would be sooo interesting!!! i lurve C! (heck, isn't it obvious?!) well anyway, i have more things to do. i think - if i'm not mistaken - lioba will have a quiz in every subject tomorrow. darn!! -_-' but i'm sooo happy... and by the way, i would like to plug another poem - this time a metaphysical one. the title is "a valediction: forbidding mourning". the idea of the poem is very hard to grasp but when you get to explicate it well and good, you will realize that the poem is worth of your applause (or praise). it's by john donne... **hey, i'm not yet a lit addict with all those pluggings... :P** ooh, i almost forgot... tomorrow is our Buwan ng Wika celeb... we'll be wearing filipiniana and the medium of instruction will be filipino... i think that is a challenge for the teachers... esp. chem, geom and eng. tell me, how do you translate this to filipino: "Prove that the two triangles are congruent..." (awkward...) *sigh, we do not have chem and eng tomorrow... i will never hear my eng mentor preaching in filipino :D* hehehe... [p.s. special mention... HAPPY BIRTHDAY PJAE!! :D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;_______&amp;amp;`*2005.08.25 at 01:57 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808505607177061?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808505607177061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808505607177061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808505607177061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808505607177061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o2-not-just-your-ordinary-student.html' title='o2: not just your ordinary student...'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113808477899536085</id><published>2006-01-24T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:39:39.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o1: ::still hectic sched:: kailan b hnde?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hw 4 tom... ss... CHEM!! and English... *sigh* the usual 3rd year worries... -_-' (always wasted...) _________&amp;amp;`*2005.08.23 at 02:47 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113808477899536085?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113808477899536085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113808477899536085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808477899536085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113808477899536085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/o1-still-hectic-sched-kailan-b-hnde.html' title='o1: ::still hectic sched:: kailan b hnde?!'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113807911214376384</id><published>2006-01-24T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T13:05:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;_____&amp;`*on whether things should be done or not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ililipat ko na lang yung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.purplusaddictus14.blogs.friendster.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Friendster blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ko dito sa blogspot. I love my template very much!! Wheeh. Sa wakas, na-uupdate ko na din to. May tabulas nga ako pero I forgot the name already. Hindi ko din nalagyan ng matinong post. I love blogspot kasi pwedeng palitan ang templates unlike sa friendster. Oh well, ayun muna. Let's see kung kailan ko malilipat ang lahat ng posts ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113807911214376384?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113807911214376384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113807911214376384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113807911214376384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113807911214376384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18300842.post-113806633177298909</id><published>2006-01-24T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T09:32:11.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Naayos na ang bloggish! Onti pa. Right now I have to log off. Office hours na eh. WALANG PASOK!! Yahoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18300842-113806633177298909?l=abyjune28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/feeds/113806633177298909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18300842&amp;postID=113806633177298909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113806633177298909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18300842/posts/default/113806633177298909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abyjune28.blogspot.com/2006/01/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>cxlv~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYGCIP0-7Zw/R_9wboMaJhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vEKklfCJCU4/S220/aby1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
