<?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-11746485</id><updated>2011-11-23T15:09:56.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue_lady</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-112340462999819507</id><published>2005-08-07T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T01:50:30.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>underneath the waves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aw. tapos na ang upcat. la lang. hai. pagod na ko. aaral pa ko. siet. kabugnot. la lang. ang weird kasi antagal ko ng di nagpopost. anun nga ba ang mga nangyari? nakitulog ako kina polin. pero bago ang lahat ng yun ay dumaan kami sa mcdo. then, aun... nung nasa bahay na kami, nagkuwento si ana tunkgol sa mga daga, unggoy ni dora at kung anu anu pa. nanuod ng ikaw ang lahat at ng kampanerang kumba. wee! ang saya nung mismong exam. la lang. ok lang siya, kasi at least nakadagot ako. pero i dunno kung papasa ako. let's just pray na i will di ba. i'm trying to be very optimistic about it. aun. basta. ahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-112340462999819507?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/112340462999819507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=112340462999819507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112340462999819507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112340462999819507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/08/underneath-waves.html' title='underneath the waves'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-112249576008494348</id><published>2005-07-28T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T13:22:40.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more than anyone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hai. ang aga aga pa. wala pa ang sikat ng araw, naunahan ko ang araw na gumising. hahaha. yes. kain muna. ay, mamamaya na pala. wait. magaaral pa nga pala ako. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-112249576008494348?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/112249576008494348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=112249576008494348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112249576008494348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112249576008494348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/07/more-than-anyone.html' title='more than anyone.'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-112210351436425843</id><published>2005-07-23T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T00:25:14.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>existentialism on prom night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;most of the time, i'm a very cheerful person, i like to be one of those "happy go lucky" people. i despise those who smile without effort. i envy those who laughs without moving a finger. i guess i am a pathological pessimist. my brain is  set to think negative even if i don't want to. all things i see are subversion of what is real. forgive me if this is too dramatic. i'm just... not myself right now.. whew! i have never been so ill will in my life. anyway... hai. this is so depressing. you know the feeling when everything is going right but there's something wrong...? not making any sense. haha. it's like everything's fine, but then somehow you feel as if it's too fine. hahaha. i guess what i'm trying to say here, is that i'm really really in the blues. they say that everyone mistakes. but saying no one is perfect, for me, is never an excuse.. everyone makes mistakes, but then.. you have to have the courage and the humility to be responsible for it. i hate those who just pretend that nothing ever happened when truly, something did. anyway.. for those who is reading this, i know my point is so vague. but still.. i do have a point. hahaha. basta un na un. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-112210351436425843?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/112210351436425843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=112210351436425843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112210351436425843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112210351436425843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/07/existentialism-on-prom-night.html' title='existentialism on prom night'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-112089239504855011</id><published>2005-07-08T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T00:05:11.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when the stars go blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this song was sung by &lt;strong&gt;tyler hilton and bethany lenz&lt;/strong&gt;. aka chris and haley from one tree hill. actually i think maraming kumanta nito, kasi kanta rin to ni ryan adams.. pero mas gusto ko ung version ni tyler hilton. hahaha.anyway... i really like this song. so if you're into something not that pop and something not that rock.. hahaha. just download this. it's really good. anyway. what to say. ang pukesa ko talaga. you know why? i forgot a lot of things from school. kasi naman wala akong locker key nung friday, i forgot. kaya aun, how stupid of me, di ba? chuva ever. anyway, naku... &lt;strong&gt;ANA.&lt;/strong&gt; may pasalubong... hahaha. hai, know what? i haven't watched tv for quite some time. basta. hai. tapos aun, kasi nagsesearch ako ng chords. ito na ang mga natutunan kong chords ngaun: somebody like you-keith urban; run, huwag na huwag-kitchie nadal; california-phantom planet. aun. hahahaha. di naman kasi ako ganun kagaling noh! hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the stars go blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' where the stars go blue&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' where the evening fell&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' in your wooden shoes&lt;br /&gt;In a wedding gown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' out on 7th street&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' through the underground&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' little marionette&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're blue&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you&lt;br /&gt;When the stars go blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing with your pretty mouth&lt;br /&gt;Laughing with your broken eyes&lt;br /&gt;Laughing with your lover's tongue&lt;br /&gt;In a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're blue&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you&lt;br /&gt;When the stars go blue&lt;br /&gt;The stars go blue, stars go blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-112089239504855011?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/112089239504855011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=112089239504855011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112089239504855011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112089239504855011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/07/when-stars-go-blue.html' title='when the stars go blue'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-112036441944219307</id><published>2005-07-02T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T00:32:43.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what if god was one of us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;joan osborne. ok, here's the deal... i haven't written anything. like nadah.... zilch. i'm so freaking tired and i suffered REALLY... one of the most heartburning attacks last night. it was aroung 2 in the morning... and it really felt like some sort of javelin poking through my heart. i even fell of the bed.... whew. anyway.... i uploaded my new layout. i just did it yesterday. anyway. wala lang. basta. hmmmm...... ayan..... kanina kasi ang ikli nito. eh ayun. ang hirap kasing gumawa ng sulat. naku po, lalo na pagisa-isa... hehehe. naghanap pa ko ng chords ng jeepney, ung iba ksi wala sa tono... eh ang hirap pag tabs. basta. anyway... meron na kong nagawang anim na letters. what an improvement. hehehe. i'm doing the best i can, ok? don't argue with me. hahaa. ai, if anyone here has heard the song "paint the silence"... well wala lang, gusto ko siya. anyway.... i haven't been really updating the blog. due to... i don't know. kasi, nahiligan kong manood ng tv. and everyday, i have to watch a certain episode of a certain show. kunwari monday: the oc, tuesday: OTH (one tree hill), wednesday: CSI, thursday : american dreams, friday: joan of arcadia. grabe. ang galing noh? hahaha. anyway. basta at least i find time para iupdate to. hahaa.... hai. i really feel ewan today. ang lakas ng ulan and andaming gamu-gamu... ansaya. SANA DI MAGBROWN OUT KUNDI... hihimatayin ako. hehhee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-112036441944219307?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/112036441944219307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=112036441944219307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112036441944219307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112036441944219307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-if-god-was-one-of-us.html' title='what if god was one of us.'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-112029968872431360</id><published>2005-07-02T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T03:21:28.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mockingbird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;whew. i just wanna inform everyone that i'd be changing the layout of my blog. haha. this layout has been on for a while. and when it was on, i guess... not that i got tired of posting, i really was on a very hectic schedule... and i still am. so anyway, just stay put. hahhaa. take care everyone! it's our retreat on monday... hahaha. write to me, ok? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-112029968872431360?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/112029968872431360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=112029968872431360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112029968872431360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/112029968872431360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/07/mockingbird.html' title='mockingbird'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111996372396404729</id><published>2005-06-28T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T06:02:03.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>somebody told me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by the killers. yes... i'm getting hooked with a new band. pero of course, i remain an aficionado of dashboard confessional. hmmmm, kaya ako nagol ngaun ay para magresearch. hinayupak kasi, alam niyo ba kung bakit di ako nakapagpost? &lt;strong&gt;NAGCRASH&lt;/strong&gt; ang computer ko! grabe, as in... pag balik ko galing alabang. tiyenen.... sira.weeeh. natapos ko na rin ang coral reef ko. kinopya ko siya sa &lt;strong&gt;Little Mermaid&lt;/strong&gt; kong book. hmmmm.... anu bang nangyari ngaun. as usual, buried sa trabaho. parang matanda na eh! ahhaha. it's just that everytime i go to school, i feel this weird tingle in my spine... ung parang... dapat ganto gawin mo or ganun kasi if not, naku... matotopak. hahah. *puzzled* walang makakaintindi nung sinabi ko. hahaha. anyway, i'm really getting tired. i'm pissed off cause i just missed one tree hill and i was so looking forward to watching it. i have no idea why it slipped my mind.. siguro sa sobrang daming ginagawa... na kumbaga the only things you think about is finishing the requisites for school. ahahha. basta. anyway. hmmm. magreresearch pa ko. so... ttfn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111996372396404729?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111996372396404729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111996372396404729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111996372396404729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111996372396404729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/06/somebody-told-me.html' title='somebody told me.'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111892839500476227</id><published>2005-06-16T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T06:26:35.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>orange county</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this is actually a show. the o.c. if you've been browsing some of my posts, you'd probably see that this is one of my favorite shows. ah basta. pasukan na. and finally i came up with a post. i haven't posted for a while. i was busy. hai. anyway. la lang. monthsary namin ngaun ni migy kaya happy 30th month na samin. hahah. hmmmm..... ok lang naman ang school. some of the subjects are really interesting... some, this is just supposition ha, requires sleeping late and ditching some of my favorite shows. haha. i'm working on an assignment right now so... this is it. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111892839500476227?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111892839500476227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111892839500476227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111892839500476227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111892839500476227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/06/orange-county.html' title='orange county'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111719624737781490</id><published>2005-05-27T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T05:17:27.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mr.brightside.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by the killers. hai naku. i haven't posted for a really long time. kasi. la lang. basta. nasira ung phone. tapos di pa nakakabit internet sa bahay doon.. bastaa..... maraming nangyari. una... ewan basta. NANALO SI SERGIO MORA. siyempre i was waging on him, he should win or i'll cringe to death.  tapos.... hmmmm...... wait. NBA naman tau. mvp si nash, pero la ring kuwenta un kapag natalo sila sa spurs... SUNS... KAYA PA. tapos... basta. hui, miss ko na kayo guys.... lalo na si migy, pat, anton, mykel, pauleen, kaycee, tricia, mina......... basta lahat nang taga jb34. BELATED MYKEL.... ung gift mo, hmmm.....pakwan daw regalo sau ni pat ah... siguro akin, santol. joke. hehehe... tapos. edi un nga nakalipat na kami ng bahay. edi nung mga 8 ng gabi naglakad lakad ako sa park, nakita ko ung pinsan ko... nagbatian siempre... hehehe. tapos nahalata ko na may sumusunod sakin... ung pala ang dady.. haha kala ko tuloy kung ano. hahaha. well... basta. tagalog mode talaga ko ngaun. grabe naman kasi pag nagenglish ako matotongue-tied lang ako. hahaha. basta. nagpafoot spa ako... at alam nio ba ang nangyari.. pinakain ako ng itlog... e may allergy ako dun, aun wala rin ang hinayupak na foot spa... nangati paa ko eh. hahaha. tapos basta.... nagbrown out kanina.... nagpalipad ako ng saranggola kaso lang di lumipad. natangay pa ko. the end. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111719624737781490?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111719624737781490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111719624737781490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111719624737781490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111719624737781490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/05/mrbrightside.html' title='mr.brightside.'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111546973014570044</id><published>2005-05-07T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T05:42:10.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday.</title><content type='html'>i'd like to greet my sister a &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;. as well as mavic, advance ha sa 19!!! i love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111546973014570044?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111546973014570044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111546973014570044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111546973014570044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111546973014570044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/05/birthday.html' title='birthday.'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111521081359720765</id><published>2005-05-04T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T05:56:56.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*nakaapak ako ng tae*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ayan. i was besought to desist my incessant "song-title" posting. haha. because of the fact na nakaapak ako ng tae. i really needed to make it a title. haha. hmmmm.... &lt;strong&gt;QUESTION:&lt;/strong&gt; ikaw ba, fan ng &lt;strong&gt;dashboard confessional&lt;/strong&gt;?.... hmmm. &lt;strong&gt;avid fan&lt;/strong&gt; ako nian. kasi ung nagwowork sa daddy na ang name ay jondy, may banda siya. nakasama niya na ang rivermaya,&lt;strong&gt; INGGIT&lt;/strong&gt; AKO. anyway, fan siya ng dashboard, eh nahawa ako. ehhehe. oh. kaya nga pala ako ng post dahil dun sa tae. anyway. basta nakaapak ako. un na un. so.... hmmm.... nung may 1 nga rin pala, &lt;strong&gt;nagbrownout.&lt;/strong&gt; ahaha. timing nga naman, d nagana ang generator. naiyak ung kapatid kong si charles. kaya nanuod kami ng &lt;strong&gt;beyblade&lt;/strong&gt; sa laptop ng daddy, full charge un ha. hahaha. sayang sana &lt;strong&gt;samurai x&lt;/strong&gt; na lang. uie. may gusto nga pala ko tanungin kay &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://pauleen.blogspot.com"&gt;polin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, sau ba unf &lt;strong&gt;full house&lt;/strong&gt;? pahiram. hehe. kung pede. hmmm..... naghahanap kasi ako ng guitar-chords... wla sa hinayupak na song hits. kaya ako ol. kaya nagbrowse na rin ako ng mga kung ano-anu. f#ck, i forgot something. nalimutan kong maligo, joke. hehhee. JOKE lang, walang 50% true na yan, masusuntok ko kayo. hahaha. ok i'm probably gonna shush now cause i'm really getting out of hand. first na naman sina &lt;strong&gt;rob at amber&lt;/strong&gt; sa amazing race. wait. maghahanap ako ng&lt;strong&gt; spoiler&lt;/strong&gt;. ok, magaaral pa ko. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To besought a person to desist an explicit act that he/she esteems may/ may not be entirely a counterfeit function. It typically relies on whether or not the act has virtuous reimbursements to the person in liability. I compellingly believe that once a person is abstained from the familiar, a person is left with only his/her guard for battle. Change is inexorable thus man should not be ambiguous to the verity that he/she may lose something he/she loves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111521081359720765?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111521081359720765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111521081359720765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111521081359720765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111521081359720765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/05/nakaapak-ako-ng-tae.html' title='*nakaapak ako ng tae*'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111512182624226584</id><published>2005-05-03T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T06:15:39.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chariot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the song's by gavin de graw. yes, finally i'm home. and i really am not feeling good. it's a sign people. everything is just nervewracking. i have been deprived on something that i have craved for. oh, it's actually just a eating habit that i must put into practice. haha. and oh, i have uncovered my very own thumbscrew, and i tell you, this summer is probably one of the most beguiling moments of my life. ok. so i haven't posted for a long time. here are some pictures. im really clueless about this, but a par of taal had it's fiesta last May 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/jas.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/cheng2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/tan2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/higa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;fiesta was way.... way.. intense. hahaha. kasi naman po, joshua's little brother &lt;strong&gt;TAN&lt;/strong&gt;, incessantly tickled me. haha. it was pretty fun. &lt;strong&gt;WE MISS YOU BAJEAN!&lt;/strong&gt; BALIK KA NA. hahaha. so. anyway. we had a lot of fun. we played a lot of games too. grabe as in. i was so shoved up talaga. kasi dun sa ipitan, game yun. hehehe. hay nuod pa kong &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='stained glass'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;amp;k=stained%20glass"&gt;stained glass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111512182624226584?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111512182624226584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111512182624226584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111512182624226584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111512182624226584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/05/chariot.html' title='chariot'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111416861593244541</id><published>2005-04-22T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:16:55.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in demand</title><content type='html'>texas. hahaha. ok. just got my friendster blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://blue-lady041.blogs.friendster.com/blue_lady/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111416861593244541?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111416861593244541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111416861593244541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111416861593244541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111416861593244541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-demand.html' title='in demand'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111391289810310833</id><published>2005-04-19T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T05:14:58.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I melt with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this one's by jason mraz. it's the 19th and well... the birthday of my youngest brother &lt;strong&gt;charles. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! &lt;/strong&gt;ok. i'm not going to get to details with this day. because this day, though is the birthday of my brother, turned out to be the day when i get to live my &lt;strong&gt;nightmare&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm pretty much traumatize right now. about the "going to the cr" alone thing. hay..... i just don't want to think about it right now but i just wanna let it out first. i really don't want to remember it. this is the day when god saved my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111391289810310833?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111391289810310833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111391289810310833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111391289810310833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111391289810310833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-melt-with-you.html' title='I melt with you'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111365039928859642</id><published>2005-04-16T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T04:19:59.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>may angels lead you in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok. so a new layout huh? i just stumbled upon a good picture, scanned it and whoala! a new freakin' layout. anyway, oh.... before i start blabbering. i just wanna make it clear that the song i dedicated to my dearest friend trish... well, don't try to think of it as my birthday message because it's not... kasi po, that song is supposedly sung by a person who passed away and never got to give gratitude to the person who have become his/her inspiration through the walk of his/her life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today is the 16th. so greet me fellas! as well as migy. it's our 28th month. and i am right here trying to think of what will happen next to infamous love story of "mr anonymous" and felicity. you won't understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have to write this thing pa. i just wanted to post something. just for the sake of posting. the thing that happened today. well... that's funny. i just remember. dad was trying to ask me why migy looks like crisel. QUESTION: does he? ok. answer me guys. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111365039928859642?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111365039928859642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111365039928859642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111365039928859642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111365039928859642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/may-angels-lead-you-in.html' title='may angels lead you in'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111357154559233093</id><published>2005-04-15T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T06:39:00.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>secret garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this one's actually by bruce springsteen. i created this post, for one purpose and one purpose only...hahaha... i wanted to great a dear friend of mine a happy birthday. &lt;a href="http://quad-trishkie.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRICIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, this song is dedicated to you. May you have many more birthdays to come. i love yah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no one in town I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You gave us some place to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I never said thank you for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thought I might get one more chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What would you think of me now,so lucky, so strong, so proud?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I never said thank you for that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now I'll never have a chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May angels lead you in.Hear you me my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On sleepless roads the sleepless go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May angels lead you in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So what would you think of me now,so lucky, so strong, so proud?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I never said thank you for that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now I'll never have a chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May angels lead you in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hear you me my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On sleepless roads the sleepless go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May angels lead you in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May angels lead you in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May angels lead you in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And if you were with me tonight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'd sing to you just one more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A song for a heart so big,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;god wouldn't let it live.May angels lead you in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hear you me my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On sleepless roads the sleepless go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May angels lead you in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May angels lead you in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hear you me my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On sleepless roads the sleepless go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May angels lead you in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May angels lead you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111357154559233093?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111357154559233093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111357154559233093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111357154559233093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111357154559233093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/secret-garden.html' title='secret garden'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111346184751965685</id><published>2005-04-14T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T04:20:06.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this ones a rob thomas' *whew* i have the huge case of heart melting trauma right now. if you know what i mean. hah! who am i kidding? right now, the only person that i know who knows me real well to know what i mean is, well, me. that was a tiring sentence wasn't it? people, the end is near, and i can already taste the day of my departure. oh farewell to thee whose uncessant hope of revealing my rigid mask became triumphant and eventually became my treasured online friends. hahaha. anyway, what i am trying to say is that i will surely miss the guys here. i mean c'mon,the attachment have grown and yes, it's hard to just get used to not being online all the time. hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i'm here to talk about my day, right? so i didn't attend recognition day, i was sick ok. i'm suffering from an illness called "the flu" hahaha. the doctor says that i should keep up with the routine he had given me which i know, truly, i have been following but somehow... someway, is not responding. i really don't understand, my mom does the understanding for me. hahaha. just kidding. mom wasn't here, she's still in manila with ate charli, she has this enrollment thing going on. anyway, it's just the flu. how bad can it actually be? so, now i am just at a lost because while i'm writing this blog, i'm thinkng of the numerous shows line up for me tonight and i just can't get in to picture the shows. hahaha. the most disgusting thing had just come to my knowledge just last night, when an email sent to me had this very title "backstreet's back" yes, and now the nightmare had just gotten creepier. and oh, britney's pregnant, well that's expected. haha. hmmm... if i even get the nerve just to edit this blog again, i would give myself a hard knock out. because this post right now, just don't feel right. hahaha. anyway, i have to be offline right now, i still have to bottle up some things.&lt;br /&gt;&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/11746485-111346184751965685?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111346184751965685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111346184751965685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111346184751965685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111346184751965685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/lonely-no-more.html' title='lonely no more'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111337412176103317</id><published>2005-04-12T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T23:35:21.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost</title><content type='html'>bowling for soup. yes. i recommend you this song. totally rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i was so bummed with the amazing race today. haha. "the leg wasn't over" it wasn't alright. dang it. rob and amber, as usual, came first in the so called "fake pit stop". anyway, i took so many lessons this summer so unfortunately, upadating this blog.... for the next weeks would be really hard. because everything starts next week. so... anyway, thanks for hanging out in this blog! i promise you guys that this blog will eventually be updated somehow. lol. it's not really that hard once you think of it. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in life, you are mostly like to fail as much as you triumph. they say, nothing really matters once you're at the peak of your life... nothing except love,compassion, and those people who chose to be with you till the very end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111337412176103317?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111337412176103317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111337412176103317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111337412176103317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111337412176103317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/almost.html' title='almost'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111321343229194246</id><published>2005-04-11T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T02:57:12.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this one's by the goo goo dolls. "i wanna wake up where you are, i won't say anthing at all. so why don't you slide".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have got to hand it to me. i haven't been bored in updating or posting in this blog. i don't actually know why... but sooner or later the boredom would eventually get to me. this is actually a weird day for me. first thing in the morning, i was sort of informed by migy about something that totally creeped me out and warned me to be a little more cautious about wooden doors and somehthing about not locking it. anwyay, i was so afraid to lock the bathroom when i was showering... haha. good thing, no one came in, that would totally fall on the book of embarrassing moments. haha. nothing special happened today. maybe because, i've goten used to such routine that i don't see anything special about it anymore. but, don't worry... i'd probably see the magic in front of me. okaaayy.... i seem to be at lost now. ok just so you won't get bored in this post i've decided to give you a little info. about me. this are "top shows to watch" according to yours truly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[1]. C.S.I. Las Vegas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[2] The O.C (Orange County)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[3] American Idol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[4] Survivor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[5] Amazing Race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[6] The Contender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[7] Lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[8] Joan of Arcadia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[9] One tree hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[10] Queer Eye for the Straight Guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111321343229194246?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111321343229194246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111321343229194246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111321343229194246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111321343229194246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/slide.html' title='slide'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111312968827572652</id><published>2005-04-10T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T03:56:29.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the last song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All American rejects. Though many of you think of me as&lt;strong&gt; softhearted, sentimental, mawkish ....&lt;/strong&gt; I have an &lt;strong&gt;unruly&lt;/strong&gt; side in me and yes, this part of me is the one that makes the whole "cocoi" work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... There is a lot to talk about when it comes to what happened this day. My brother taught me how to ride a &lt;strong&gt;bike&lt;/strong&gt; It was really just one of the things I didn't expect I would ever see doing because let’s face it, I'm 15 and for fifteen years I have been clueless when it comes to riding a bike. How many years have I wasted? It was one of those things that when I come to think about I would say 'I’m old enough to ride a car, why learn to bike?'. You know, those kind of things. Anyway, as expected, I was terrible! riding a bike was not my thing. It wasn't my cup of tea. I mean c'mon, I thought when you get old, it's easier to learn such things but that wasn't the case for me. I had to fall 10 times just to get the hang of it. Hahaha. Anyway. After that, I went to church, you know me, I'm very connected with God. Then, after that *snore* boring stuff. Then I got to watch Spongebob the Squarepants the Movie. It was hilarious. It brought back the kid in me. I'm not gonna tell anything because it will spoil the whole thing right? Well I'm still a kid now, but, there's this inner child in me that comes to life whenever there something gitty going on and I just love it. Well, hmmm, that's about it! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be able to attain utmost bliss, you have to pass through the countless quandaries. You have to learn to adopt to the world you have set foot upon and be able to perceive the world not the way others see it, but as God would look at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111312968827572652?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111312968827572652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111312968827572652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111312968827572652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111312968827572652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/last-song.html' title='the last song'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111304746864179966</id><published>2005-04-09T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T06:09:35.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>regresa a mi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this one's by il divo. it's actually spanish and in english it means unbreak my heart. it's good, really... toni braxton's songs are just... hmmm... soulful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nothing special really happened today. i just want to thank some people who have stood not by me but with me through my hardships and sorrow and happiness as well. i know that this summer we would spend less time with each other. and i just want to let this people know how much i miss them and how much i am thankful that they are my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rememberdeath.blogspot.com"&gt;migy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- for being just... so good to me. for being the best boyfriend. i am really one lucky girl. thank you for everything, for understanding every part of who i am. thank you for making me laugh, for making me smile, for helping me become a better person. i wouldn't be who i am now if it wasn't for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://p-a-t-08.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- thank you so much for the laughter, for the care, for the understanding, for the advices you have given me. you have given me a new outlook on life. and you have taught me, and just like the famous beetles song, "all you need is love". thank you for being one true friend who truly never left me ever since....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://antonrule.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- for being just a true and caring friend. you always knew how to make everyone feel as if they are truly cared and special. thank you for being one heck of a friend. it's nice to know that there are still people in this world who are not insensitive and who just listens to what a friend has to say. thank you for being one of those people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykster.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mykel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - for being just who he is. i learned a lot from you, i have become stronger because you have taught me how to. you had given me such wonderful memories that truly is treasured in my heart. thank you for not being plastic unlike some people i know. lol. hahha. but seriously, you're one true friend and i am happy that you have welcomed me in your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://pauleen.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pauleen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- for being there when i was crying, when i was down and just for letting me feel that no matter what happens you will always be there. you truly made me feel that you cared, and that is just so wonderful. you never let a friend down, and you always had the time to listen and you were always yourself. thank you for being a true friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quad-trishkie.blogspot.com"&gt;trish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - for being just you. you have been really kind and generous to me. you have shown me what it is to become a really true friend. thank you, i have learned so much from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaycee&lt;/strong&gt; - thank you! you were one of the few persons who truly understood who i am. whenever i was down, you were there. and even if sometimes i keep my problems from people, you sense it and you were just there. ready to listen and help. thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chamie&lt;/strong&gt;- thank you for sharing to me a part of you. thank you for believing in who i truly am. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://wickedandpurple.blogspot.com"&gt;mina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - thank you. you have taught me that life isn't always easy and that one way or another you have to face the problems in front of you. thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haha. this one's a drama eh? hahahaha.... well, this one is a thank-you post to those people who have become more than just a friend to me but a brother and a sister as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111304746864179966?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111304746864179966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111304746864179966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111304746864179966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111304746864179966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/regresa-mi.html' title='regresa a mi'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111302018463531063</id><published>2005-04-08T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T21:56:23.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so young</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;from the corrs. lol. it just shows how much time you have in your hands and how much you can do with it. life is time, it's delicate, ever second counts, every word, every smile, every look, every thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened today? card giving. i woke up early because i haven't finished burning&lt;strong&gt; raemart's&lt;/strong&gt; cd yet... so i got off about 6 in the morning. and after doing some finishing touches.... blabla. i went to school to get my card. i got in by &lt;strong&gt;8:30&lt;/strong&gt; and was expecting &lt;a href="http://rememberdeath.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;migy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to be there since he was the one who urge me to be early but what do you know, he wasn't there yet...hinatid kasi ng dad niya, and as &lt;a href="http://rememberdeath.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;migy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; would've put it, you know how fathers can be. lol. anyway, i went to jb34 and saw &lt;a href="http://tearsfal.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;camyl &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there. it was funny. i dunno why. sir paras informed me that there would be this practice for recognition day so i had to ask permission from my dad. paolo gon accompanied me and just as soon as dad left, &lt;a href="http://rememberdeath.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;migy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;comes barging in. lol. napakawrong timing. joke. hehehee. so paologon left because he still had to meet up with this special girl of his. hmmm.... then migy and i went to get his card as well as his brothers. i got to see mykel in his new hairdo. rock on &lt;a href="http://mykster.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mykel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! ok, we bumped into chamie a.k.a "itim". hahahaa. hmmmm.... what else. then after, migy and i decided to go to robinsons to confirm a mistake done. and unfortunately... yes. whatever. it was okay. lol. and then here comes the funny part, we went to KFC, and migy has convinced himself to eat the salad there, it was like the freakin fear factor. he really made me laugh. oh, and then &lt;a href="http://p-a-t-08.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pat &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;comes in... because &lt;a href="http://rememberdeath.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;migy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; asked him too. and he thought it was an emergency. we invited &lt;strong&gt;vernix&lt;/strong&gt; over too. lol. and then after a little chit chat, we went back to school and there we bid our goodbyes. lol. anyway, i had to look for my brother claude. it was total torture because i was wearing &lt;strong&gt;high-heels!&lt;/strong&gt; i don't even know why i wore such things, mom says it's the way to becoming a lady. hahahaha. funny right? hmmmm. after that, we went home. and then i had to change clothes because i was acommpanying my mom to greenbelt. because she had to meet someone there. then after, we went to our home in ayala. which leads me here... haha. well that's about it. eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111302018463531063?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111302018463531063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111302018463531063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111302018463531063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111302018463531063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-young.html' title='so young'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111286282652424689</id><published>2005-04-07T16:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T01:40:45.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sympathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;siguro nagtataka kayo kung bakit ganyan ang mga title ng post ko. hmmmm.... ang title ko kasing ginagamit eh ung name ng song na pinakikinggan ko... sympathy by the goo goo dolls. it's pretty good actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. what happened today. probably every thing that i didn't want to happen... [1] had the worst dream ever but i don't think it count as nightmare. you see i dreamt about my toys being alive and talking too each other. creepy but not really scary.[2] slipped in the bathroom as i was taking a shower and just when i thought things couldn't get any worse, the shirt that i brought in the bathroom to wear was my brother's... who cares, i wore it. lol. [3] i had strawberry jam. what do you know? what's so wrong about that. i'm allergic. and just when i was in the middle of thinking how great my sandwich was, i got all itchy and i got spots all over my back. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this day wasn't awful. it's just full of mishaps i guess.. here's a song that you probably haven't heard yet.... this is by keith urban. lol, i love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new wind blowin' like I've never known.&lt;br /&gt;I'm breathin' deeper than I've ever done.&lt;br /&gt;And it sure feels good, to finally feel the way I do.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love somebody,Love somebody like you.&lt;br /&gt;An' I'm lettin' go of all my lonely yesterdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I 've forgiven myself for the mistakes I've made.&lt;br /&gt;Now there's just one thing, the only thing I wanna do, mmm, mmm.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love somebody,Love somebody like you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I wanna feel the sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;Shinin' down on me and you.&lt;br /&gt;When you put your arms around me,You let me know there's nothing in this world I can't do.&lt;br /&gt;I used to run in circles goin' no-where fast.&lt;br /&gt;I'd tak, uh, one step forward and two steps back&lt;br /&gt;.Couldn't walk a straight line even if I wanted to, mmm, mmm.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love somebody,Love somebody like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I wanna feel the sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;Shinin' down on me and you.&lt;br /&gt;When you put your arms around me,&lt;br /&gt;Well, baby there ain't nothing in this world I can't do.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard for me to understand,&lt;br /&gt;But you're teachin' me to be a better man.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to take this life for granted like I used to do, no, no.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love somebody,Love somebody like you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to love somebody,Love somebody like you. Oooh.&lt;br /&gt;An' I wanna love somebody,Love somebody like you, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.Oh, I wanna be the man in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;Shinin' like it's true&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the man that you run to,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I call on you.&lt;br /&gt;When everything that loved someone,&lt;br /&gt;Finally found it's way.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be a better man I see it in you,Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this day ain't finish yet... so this post well, to be continued. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111286282652424689?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111286282652424689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111286282652424689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111286282652424689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111286282652424689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/sympathy_07.html' title='sympathy'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11746485.post-111277460521175546</id><published>2005-04-06T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T21:46:20.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>half-life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;final cut na ng 12 questors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;March 21,2005&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what really happened that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[papunta]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i woke up really early that day. 7:15 ako nagising.lol. kaya nung dumating yung ibang questors kumakain pa ko. pagkatapos,nagpunta kami sa palengke. kasi napakahigh kasi ng food supply namin.hehehe. napakaluwag nga rin ng transportation. pero bago kami makarating sa VC (as mykel would put it), sinundo namin si jordan. napakalawak ng mcdo sa lemery kaya medyo nahirapan kami... whew! buti na lang malaki si jordan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[mga games]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SURVIVOR challenge: ampotek vs neggers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;host: mykel valdez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ampotek tribe: migy,pat,anton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;neggers tribe: polin,trish,coi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1st challenge: basta. mahirap ang mechanics. lol. nalito nga ako.hehehhe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;champion: neggers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2nd challenge: patagalan sa ilalim ng tubig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;champion: neggers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol. nakakatuwa. hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hanapan ng piso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;napakachallenging ng game na to. kasi kailangan mong hanapin ang napakaliit na piso na binato ni either chamie or jordan. dahil magaling ang team work ng camp_piso, naging successful ang laro na ito.lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[picture taking]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maraming mga ideas ang nagsulputan nung nagpicture taking na. gaya na lamang ng "tumatakbo habang kinukuhan ng picture" at "patago effect sa puno" pati na rin ang "pagtalon sa pool effect". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photocuket.com/albums/y85/inc0mplete/vc"&gt;pictures &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;courtesy of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://pauleen.blogspot.com"&gt;polin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... hehhee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anu ba ang nangyari ngaun?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may date si claude kay misha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;handang handa si claude sa date nia kay misha. nahahalata ko kasi ang aga aga gising na siya kaya nga ako nagising. grrr. sinumbong ko si claude sa daddy kasi di pa nia pinpakita yung regalo niya kay misha sa daddy.... BWAHAHHAHA. and as expected, kinulit ng mommy at ng daddy si claude na buksan ang regalo. binigyan ng mommy si claude ng napakagandang earings na ibibigay niya kay misha. nakakaewan, level 7 pa lang. hahahaha. kapag nagbreak.... awww, dapat akin na lang. joke.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may date naman si ate charli kay v.g&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wala akong masyadong masabi tungkol dito. pagkabigay ng mommy kay claude nung earings sabi ng mommy kay ate... "shirt na lang kay v.g" lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;magkasunod kasi ng birthday si misha at si v.g kaya ganun. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ano ang nangyari sakin?&lt;/strong&gt; pinakain ako ng daddy ng lomi na mukhang laway... eewww.. hehehe. aun. manunuod pa kasi ako ng amazing race kaya...&lt;strong&gt; ttfn!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11746485-111277460521175546?l=blue-lady041.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/feeds/111277460521175546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11746485&amp;postID=111277460521175546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111277460521175546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11746485/posts/default/111277460521175546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-lady041.blogspot.com/2005/04/half-life.html' title='half-life'/><author><name>blue-lady041</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16134759516579049523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/blue_lady041/Picture0182.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
