<?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-5219886458990565890</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:40:59.614+08:00</updated><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='sad'/><category term='i love my mom'/><category term='quote'/><category term='song'/><category term='campaign'/><category term='a novel'/><category term='Tigers'/><category term='photos'/><category term='to pat'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='cute'/><category term='Persona Non-Grata'/><category term='NCF'/><category term='expectations'/><category term='ateneo intramurals 2009'/><category term='strong'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='i miss you'/><category term='emo'/><category term='mama birthday'/><category term='background'/><category term='manny villar'/><category term='review'/><category term='new novel'/><category term='seminarians on groove'/><category term='poems'/><category term='story'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='rescue me'/><category term='presendentiables'/><category term='photography'/><category term='tested and true'/><category term='politics'/><category term='camp 2009'/><category term='padangat'/><category term='romantic'/><category term='music'/><category term='you&apos;re my only one'/><category term='marian youth congress'/><category term='only one'/><category term='election 2009'/><category term='brave'/><category term='secondahand serenade'/><category term='great'/><category term='user'/><category term='pulitika'/><category term='weekend in paris'/><category term='matatakbuhan'/><category term='akala mo'/><category term='Gigi Levangie Grazer'/><category term='PRISAA'/><category term='pagmamahal'/><category term='love story'/><category term='multiply'/><category term='let me go'/><category term='love'/><category term='Jacque/Jackie Bermejo'/><category term='villar'/><title type='text'>INVINCIBLE NINJA kid</title><subtitle type='html'>Things will come &amp;amp; go, things will change. But these things isn&amp;#39;t worth of lifetime sadness. These things will leave you a mark, a mark that may hurt you or make you happy. But whatever it is, always see life in a positive way. There&amp;#39;s so much in the road... we must be in hurry to get the best among the rest! Thanks for visiting! Feel free to navigate around...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-7495186267114515422</id><published>2009-11-28T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T20:07:49.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rescue me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss you'/><title type='text'>miss ko pala sya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nasa labas ako ng classroom... naghihintay for my 1.30 SRA class. Biglang nag vibrate yung fone ko. A message from Mich. Nasa UNC daw sila... nanonood ng basketball game kung saan isa sa mga players ang taong nagpakulay ng buhay ko last summer. I think twice if I'll go or not. If I go, we'll see each other. Mahihiya lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero dahil gusto ko sang makita after 2 months almost na di ko sa nakita, pumunta ako. It was raining hard. Pero I don't mind. I went there. I saw my friends cheering. After few minutes, kasama na ko sa nag checheer. I had fun. Really. Lalo na yung pumasok na sya sa court to play... yun lang yung time na pwede ko syang tingnan, kase pag nasa bench sya, di ako nakakatingin.. baka kasi mahalata ako. hhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na shock ako nung pumasok na sya sa court.. 16 ang number ng jersey nya. That's our day. I dont know what to feel. Kikiligin ba ko? O malulungkot kase wala naman na talaga kami. Pero ito yung sure, yung mga friends ko, kinikilig. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi pa tapos yung game umalis na kami. May next subject pa kasi. Pero talo na sila nun. though nakahabol sila sa 2nd half nung game, still, not enough to make them win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the event, na relaize ko, miss ko pala sya. . :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-7495186267114515422?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7495186267114515422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/miss-ko-pala-sya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7495186267114515422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7495186267114515422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/miss-ko-pala-sya.html' title='miss ko pala sya'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-5550456991941632025</id><published>2009-11-03T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:23:56.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update! 11.03.09</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukas, pasukan nanaman. Pupunta ulit sa classroom kasama ng mga blockmates na ayaw ko ng makita. Ok lang, sa 4 subjects ko lang sila kasama. ung other subjects, sa ibang section na. Ok na 'to kesa sa maghapon ko silang makikita. Bakit nga ba ayoko sa kanila? Umm first, mga childish kase. Di na ku sanay sa ganung mga tao kase 3 years na ku sa college environment. Kung di aku nag shift, di sana graduating na ku sa 2011. Anyway, ok na rin 'to. Ggraduate at ggraduate pa rin naman aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagsak nga pala ku sa math. Retake na lang. Ngayon, seroyoso na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag bbday ng pala c Papa sa nov. 5. Balak ko sana gumawa ng graham cake para iregalo sakanya. Kaso naman! panu ko ipapadala yun? Baka pag uwi ko na lang. Text na lang muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dito na lang muna. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-5550456991941632025?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5550456991941632025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-110309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5550456991941632025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5550456991941632025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-110309.html' title='update! 11.03.09'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-7060434847257848317</id><published>2009-10-07T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:28:21.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walang sasalo??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akala ko, mawawala na lang 'to pag nasabi ko na sayo. Akala ko makakahinga na ko ng maluwag pag naamin ko na. Noong una kala ko effective na. Na wala na kong nadarama sayo. Ngunit ngayon, di ko na alam. Kung sadyang nag aalala bilang kaibigan o selos ba ito sa tuwing napapa tawa ka nya ng walang ka effort-effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marahil naguguluhan lamang ako pero parang kinukumbinsi ko lang sarili ko nito... gusto kita, nasabi ko na yan sao. "salamat sa pagiging honest" yun lang sagot mo. Sa sagot na yun, alam ko ng wala ng pag asa. Ngunit di ko maiwasang umasa na baka isang araw, marealize mo na gusto mo din pala ko. Na namimiss mo ko tulad ng pagka miss ko ngayon sayo kahit kakahiwalay lang natin kanina. Nakakaloka noh? Parang kelan lang, akala ko magiging ok na ko pagkatapos kong aminin sayo 'to. Pero ngayon, di na ko sigurado kung mawawala pa 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro kelangan ko lang ng rebound. Ng sasalo sakin ngayon. Ngayon na nahulog na ko sayo ng tuluyan. Pero baket ganun... may sasalo naman saken ahh. Pinakilala ko pa nga sayo. Kaso hindi sa ung gusto kong sumalo saken. Ikaw. Pero alam kong di mo gagawin yun. At nalulungkot akong isipin na hanggang dito na lamang ako sayo... isa sa mga kasama mo sa eskwela pero hindi nag iisa sa puso mo... isa sa mga nagpapatawa sayo, ngunit di isa sa mga magpapaiyak sayo pag nawala ako... isa sa mga nahihingahan mo ng probelam pero di kaylan man magiging pangtaggal ng kalungkutan mo... Siguro isa ako sa mga mahalagang tao sa buhay mo ngayon... pero hindi kaylan man magiging rason mo para matakot kang mawala sa mundo... at maiwan ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi kelan man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma swerte siguro sya. Di na nya kelangan gayumahin ka... minahal mo na sya ng kusa at walang pag aalinlangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero tandaan mo 'to. Di lahat ng bagay sa mundo, forever. Mag bbreak din kayo!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-7060434847257848317?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7060434847257848317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/walang-sasalo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7060434847257848317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7060434847257848317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/walang-sasalo.html' title='walang sasalo??'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-4395386707548489851</id><published>2009-09-29T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:08:37.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacque/Jackie Bermejo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Persona Non-Grata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>Jacque/Jackie Bermejo; Persona Non-Grata</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacque_Bermejo"&gt;jackie/jaque bermejo&lt;/a&gt; is an OFW from Dubai who made insensitive comments about what happened here in the Philippines during Typhoon Ondoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she wrote in her facebook account: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;buti n lng am hir in dubai! maybe so many sinners back der! so yeah deserving what happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;not contented, she added: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;cuz of u dnt understand!!!judge me sige!!! kya ala kayong asenso.even nature now is making statement big time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how could someone like you WHO HAD BEEN EDUCATED end up saying those filthy words??! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Indi ka ba naturuan ng "HUMAN ETHICS"? sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tsk.tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;may you live in peace.dami ng galit sayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God bless and good luck! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-4395386707548489851?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacque_Bermejo' title='Jacque/Jackie Bermejo; Persona Non-Grata'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4395386707548489851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/jacquejackie-bermejo-persona-non-grata.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4395386707548489851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4395386707548489851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/jacquejackie-bermejo-persona-non-grata.html' title='Jacque/Jackie Bermejo; Persona Non-Grata'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-5801154672204434478</id><published>2009-09-26T17:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:40:24.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasiyahan sa Kalungkutan</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night. haha. officially, we're over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi mo, hahanapin mo lang sarili mo. Baket? Ilang oras na bang nawawala? Ipa blatter na lang naten, 'wag mo lang akong iwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi mo, mahal mo pa din ako. Kung ganito ka pala magmahal, kawawa naman pala talaga ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-5801154672204434478?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5801154672204434478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/kasiyahan-sa-kalungkutan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5801154672204434478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5801154672204434478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/kasiyahan-sa-kalungkutan.html' title='Kasiyahan sa Kalungkutan'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-973094213171212710</id><published>2009-09-26T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T17:57:50.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akala mo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let me go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expectations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rescue me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re my only one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='only one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pagmamahal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='padangat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>binayaan nya na 'ko [update of 'babayaan mo na 'ko?]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;totoo na pala i2. iniwan nya na ako. sabi ko na nga ba. nararamdaman ko na, noon pa. hay, ok lang. pasasaan ba't ika'y aking malilimutan. Di ka na maalala pa. Matutunan ulit tumawa't mag saya kahit di ka kasama.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So anu na? Makonsensya ka sana. Hehe. Biro lang. Wala akong sama ng loob kase alam ko naman na dito rin tayo magtatapos. Kaso hindi pa sana ako handa. Pero wala na atang magagawa. Wala ka na. Di na kita pipigilan pa. Kahit yun ang gusto kong gawin. Kase, di kita kayang tiisin. Pero tulad ng sinabi ko, tapos na nga pala tayo. Hanggang dito na lang ako, mag tyatyaga sa alaala mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bahala na. Ayoko munang magsalita..&lt;/span&gt; - Lyrics sa song na Kundiman ng Silent Sanctuary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kainis! baket kase kita dinala sa Mcdo! ;(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&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/5219886458990565890-973094213171212710?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/973094213171212710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/binayaan-nya-na-ko-update-of-babayaan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/973094213171212710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/973094213171212710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/binayaan-nya-na-ko-update-of-babayaan.html' title='binayaan nya na &apos;ko [update of &apos;babayaan mo na &apos;ko?]'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-8505557893507480510</id><published>2009-09-23T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:25:14.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update [sa wakas nasabi ko na!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;last night yun anu? ng sinabi ko kanya my feelings for her. Well, here's the update of what happened this whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, maghapon ang klase. I just had time to be with them (friends including 'her') after lunchtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tulad pa rin kame ng dati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I have this limitations. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wala lang, iwas sakit kung baga. If I come too close to her, like what we used to before I told her the 'truth', I might end up 'hoping' that we can be you know what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lakas pati ng appeal nya kanina ay! Lalo akong nahulog. Nakakainis mang aminin, pero wala eh, hanggang sito na lang ako, nangangarap na mapa sayo. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Di na ko aasa. Kase alam ko na kung asan ako sayo..&lt;br /&gt;Alam ko namang hindi pwedeng tayo.&lt;br /&gt;Ako pa nga nagsabi nun diba?&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ko, "Hindi ako pumapatol sa barkada."&lt;br /&gt;Pero alam mo ba? Alam ko na nun na gusto kita.&lt;br /&gt;Kinukumbinsi ko rin sarili ko nun.&lt;br /&gt;Na wag kang mahalin ng ganun.&lt;br /&gt;Kaso ito na oh, gusto na kita,&lt;br /&gt;Ay hindi pala,&lt;br /&gt;Mahal na pala kita.&lt;br /&gt;kahit alam kong walang pag asa&lt;br /&gt;kahit alam kong sya ang gusto mong talaga.&lt;br /&gt;pasenxa na ah?&lt;br /&gt;Di ko naman 'to sinasada.&lt;br /&gt;Pinigilan ko pa nga.&lt;br /&gt;aan mo na to,&lt;br /&gt;mawawala na lang tong parang bula&lt;br /&gt;Sa pag lipas ng araw,&lt;br /&gt;Malilimutan ko rin 'to.&lt;br /&gt;Sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-8505557893507480510?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8505557893507480510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/8505557893507480510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/8505557893507480510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/update.html' title='update [sa wakas nasabi ko na!]'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-7850466280200628947</id><published>2009-09-22T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:35:11.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re my only one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='user'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akala mo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let me go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expectations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rescue me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>sa wakas nasabi ko na!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fin'lly.. I said it to her! Hahaha. Idk kun saen ako nag hugot ning kusog boot. Basta I just text it away to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gusto ta ka. Pero don't worry, I dont expect anything. I think, I have to tell you. Yun lang&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She replied, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Panu si Cris? wla ba tong joke?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cris is my "close friend" right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala ngang joke. Di ba usapan naten, wala tayong joke2.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ya. I know. Indi ko sinagot yung first question... How could I? I don't even know how I feel about Criz. Basta Criz is good to me and supportive and loving and understanding and caring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She replied, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, anu c Criz? mahal mu? gusto mo?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Arrg! How could she ask me that thing?! Dapat wala na syang paki dun. Hahaha. 'Di ko sya maintindihan. Gusto ko sanang sagot nia about it is if she likes me too. Um, I know, I should ask her. But I can't... Remember? I told her na "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i don't expect anything.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe I like Criz, but I like you more&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;which is true! Gosh, I could dump anyone for her! 'di nya yan alam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then she replied, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you sa pagiging honest. Matutulog na 'ko. Gudnayt!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahhhoouch. Yeah. I feel sudden pain. But I get out of it. Then I feel stupid. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kanina lang, we stroll sa mall. Nag videoke kame! Kumanta ako. Migraine by Moonstar88. As I was singing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Oo nga pala, hindi nga pala tayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hanggang dito na lang ako, Nangangarap na mapa sayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Nahihilo. Nalilito. Asan ba ko sayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Aasa ba ko sayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...I was looking at her. Really looking. I dunno if our friends noticed it. She's smiling nga at me. Like what she used to... the smile that melts me. hay nakuu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tomorrow. tomorrow will be the judgment day. bukas, i will face the consequence of being so honest. how tragic! naging honest na nga, may consequence pa din!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;buti pa si Red ng "dahil May isang ikaw", binigyan na ng chance ni Leah Alferos. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ako negative na, ever since! Baket kase magmamahal man lang, sa dae pa pwede. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero xmpz, dae ako matugot na ako ang babayaan. I don't want to be left hanging. I love myself more than anything else, that is why I'm going to protect myself first. I will shield myself from her. Ako na maiwas. Not super iwas. Baka mahalata kame kang friends mi. Lie low lang muna. Ako ang mang babaya. Baku sya. Hahaha. Unfair ako nuh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So guess, this is it. I can breathe easily now. Atleast I have nothing to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Garu ang drama ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after kong sabihon saiya na I like her, I'll take her for granted. Hehe. Wala lang. To protect myself. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gudnayt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-7850466280200628947?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7850466280200628947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/sa-wakas-nasabi-ko-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7850466280200628947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7850466280200628947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/sa-wakas-nasabi-ko-na.html' title='sa wakas nasabi ko na!'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1886526965721052681</id><published>2009-09-21T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:21:42.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pagmamahal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='padangat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expectations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>babayaan mo na ‘ko??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;magsabi na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;para dae na ‘ko mag asa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dae tabi ko gibuhung tanga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;napanung sa ateneo pa ‘ko nag eskwela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kung baka akala mo ako makukulugan ning sobra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kung baka akala mo hihibian taka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kung baka akala mo hahanapun taka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;iyo talaga. tama ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pero ini ang makasuya ngonian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nagiging emo na ‘ko, ai inda, dae ko na aram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pag nakukulugan mo ‘ko, “let go” ang drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pero pag tigtetext mo na ako, umm, heaven na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mahiling ka lang, ayos na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lalo na kung an kamot ko, kakaputan mo pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ay, kung pwede ka lang idulag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dae ako maduwa-duwang darahon sakuyang bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;pero kung mas maugma ka na mayo na ‘ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ta kung baka may nakalinya ng karibay ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ooh ‘di saka, anung pang hinahalat mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;magsabi na tulos ta baka nasasakitan na konsensya mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ma asa pa gayod ako na mabalik ka pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Xmpz kase padangat taka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Siguro hahalatun ko man giraray text mo pag aga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maski aram kong mayo na kong mababasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Siguro hihilingun ko man giraray email ad ko pag ala una&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ta malay ko man baga, mag online ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Siguro, mamumundo ako pag sabado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lalo na kung ako mapa Mcdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kaso mayo na gayod ko kayan magiginibo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Aakuun ko na lang ta iyo man gayud yan desisyon mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kung ika sa iba nagka gusto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ayos lang, basta baku sa kabaro mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Makangiritun man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nakapag gibo ako ning tulang may rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Iba na talaga pag udok sa boot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nagigibo maski makulog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si plano ta palan to watch movie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Garo baku na ako ang makakaiba mo adi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baka digdi na lang ko sa harong mag sine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sayang kya kang 100, dae man ko makakadalan tultol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ta ang isip ko saimo naka ukol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So anu na? Anung plano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baka gusto mong ipaaram sako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anu baya talaga, ako maasa pa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Simbagun sana ang hapot ko,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ano? Babayaan mo na ‘ko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pahabol:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dae ka mag alaala na masusulo ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O baka worried ka na mayo sakong masalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kaya takang ribayan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pira bagang gayo an gusto mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;ninja09.21.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1886526965721052681?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1886526965721052681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/babayaan-mo-na-ko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1886526965721052681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1886526965721052681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/babayaan-mo-na-ko.html' title='babayaan mo na ‘ko??'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1407903766448016191</id><published>2009-09-21T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:24:02.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iiwan nya na 'ko!</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kahit 'di nya sabihin, kahit 'di nya aminin, nararamdaman ko pa rin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;iiwan nya na 'ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit 'di ko maaming wala na ang dating damdamin,&lt;br /&gt;hindi na ganun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1407903766448016191?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1407903766448016191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/iiwan-nya-na-ko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1407903766448016191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1407903766448016191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/iiwan-nya-na-ko.html' title='iiwan nya na &apos;ko!'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-5437818851268101153</id><published>2009-09-14T10:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:47:04.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marian youth congress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seminarians on groove'/><title type='text'>Seminarians on Groove</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/m21fI69lN3g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/m21fI69lN3g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how they do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I took this during the MYC (Marian youth congress) mass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everyone was invited to dance, as well as these clever seminarians [who got carried away??]&lt;br /&gt;pinanindugan na ninda..&lt;br /&gt;mati mati pating gayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, these seminarians will continue this 'cool ideas' para ang mga kabataan, maging active sa mga arog kaning activities. sana mapagayun pa ninda lalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-5437818851268101153?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m21fI69lN3g' title='Seminarians on Groove'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5437818851268101153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/seminarians-on-groove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5437818851268101153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5437818851268101153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/seminarians-on-groove.html' title='Seminarians on Groove'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-6419822643817932545</id><published>2009-09-13T08:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T10:34:46.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marian youth congress'/><title type='text'>Marian Youth Congress 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kakaabot ko lang sa harong. Dae ko pwedeng palagpason ang pagkakataon na maisiwalat sa mundo ang nangyaring MYC ngonian na taon. Maski ngani tungakaun pa akong maray asin ang sakuyang bitis nagtatanglay pa, uya na ko. Ihahatod na saendo ang pinaka bagong bareta sa lado lokal kang Bicol. naks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kasabay kang Traslacion ngonian na nag ngangadang- ngadang na ang kapistahan ni Ina, kinundisir ang sarung aktibidad na nagpapatunay na ang mga hobenes dae lang presente sa Beer Plaza, Battle of the Bands o anu pang kaugmahan sa Plaza kundi urog ng gayo sa pag omaw sa satuyang Mahal na Ina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hali sa manlain-lain na lugar, skwelahan, simbahan... ang mga hobenes nagkasararo sa pag rukaw asin pag hurop-hurop kang presenteng panahaon. Gatos na hobenes ang uminabot asin nakisumaro sa debosyon ki Ina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ang kaugmahan ko ta ang simbahan nag gibo talaga ning paagi kung pano ma seselebrar ang MYC in modern way. hehe. Sa misa, ang gamit na musical instrument, sarung set ning banda. Kya ang mga songs, may beat. Tpos pde kang mag sabay sa beat, upak, bayle. Ang Alleluia, Alleluia pdeng kang bayle~! hahaha. Saan ka pa? Ini ang patunay na ang simbahan, ginigibo gabos na paagi para ang hobenes ngonian mahimok na mamoot asin makisumaro sa satong pag-tubod bilang preparasyon saenda, sa mga masurunod na mapayaman kang inaataman na debosyon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May kaugmahan pa ako. Mga seminarians na nagbabarayle! ay ta. enjoyun sinda. Mati-mati talaga! hahahaha. Mga taga Major seminary gayud 'to. Mag ggwapo pati! hahaha. Sinda na ang masunod na mapadagos kang arog kaning mga celebration ideas.. =) Hagad ko na mapagayun lugod lalo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pagkatapos kang misa, nagkaugwa ning Prayer Time. Ang makamundo lang sa part na ini ta garo may mga tao talagang dae tataong sabihan ning saru sana. Kaipuhan pang ulit-uliton na mag pundo na muna kariribok. Hay, garo baga mauutsanan sinda pag dae nakataram. Sana next year, magpaka civilize na ang mga taong ini. Makasupog. Pero sa kinatapusan, nag silencio man giraray asin naka pray man ning matuninong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pagkatapos kang Prayer time, nagkaugwa ning kaugmahan sa laog kang cathedral. May banda, may nagbarayle... nagkaranta... kung baga, may concert. hehe. Anas anas nag urugma. Maski ako! hehe. Maski ngani mapagal, dae tig mamati. Maski suruksukan. Basta yaun kame duman, naging parte kang selebrasyon, solve na!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Salamat na lang ta may open na canteen sa Minor Seminary na ang kape, 30% less kesa sa ibang stall.. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tapos salamat sa mga nag partisipar! See you next year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sa mga dae pa nakaka try, mag register na kamo. Patunayan nindo na kita mawot asin capable na maging tagapamana kang debosyon sa satuyang Mahal na Ina...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dae man lugod niato biguon ang satuyang kamagurangan... kita ang inaasahan nindang magpatalubo kani sa masunud na henerasyon... kya dapat lang na tabangan ta ang satuyang simbahan na e-prepare kita sa pag aku kaini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God bless!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PHOTOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/2/617931306"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 291px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/2_617931306l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/2/376623330"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 385px; height: 284px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/2_376623330l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/2/845281576"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 286px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/2_845281576l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/2/873635623"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 284px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/2_873635623l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/2/648702223"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 402px; height: 301px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/2_648702223l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/2/588507852"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 390px; height: 292px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/2_588507852l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/2/372219511"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 291px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/2_372219511l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/2/659970361"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 267px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/2_659970361l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ninja.09.13.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-6419822643817932545?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6419822643817932545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/marian-youth-congress-09.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6419822643817932545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6419822643817932545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/marian-youth-congress-09.html' title='Marian Youth Congress 2009'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-6841593948876481221</id><published>2009-09-02T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:32:28.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden Grief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;few minutes ago, I received a SMS from my cousin Cris. That message was informing me that Tin's (our dear friend) grandmother was diagnosed with cancer few days ago. It also says there that Tin's Grandma decided not to be admitted to any hospital. She said that she'll just wait for Jesus to held her hand and she'll let go everything. Cris also ask for prayers which I'll give with my whole heart in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a bit hard for me to accept. I've been through the same situation before. My Lolo (Grandpa, mother side) was diagnosed with cancer when I was in highschool. I was 10-11 years old I think. I'm not so sure with the specific name of his cancer but I heard that it was a rare one. Too bad, my beloved Lolo had it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember how my Lolo hugged us and bite our ears or tickle our neck. He's so supportive and very proud of how we grow up. He would go to our house and bring us some fruits like guavas! Big ones, mind you! I love him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to be continued.... (i have to study first!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-6841593948876481221?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6841593948876481221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/sudden-grief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6841593948876481221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6841593948876481221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/sudden-grief.html' title='Sudden Grief'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1578386842794566401</id><published>2009-08-30T07:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:32:55.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re my only one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='only one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let me go'/><title type='text'>I can't give you the reason... I just want to let go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel so sorry for myself. I don't want it this way. Just four months ago, I was so absorb by you... 3 months ago, I can't get through the day if I got no email from you... 2 months ago, I always looked up for weekends 'cause that's the day I am able to hang around with you... I even wrote some poems about missing you badly. But that's before and now, I don't know if I want to stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick 'cause I don't know how I'll say this. We even planned to watch the movie "Up". But I think it won't happen anymore 'cause I'm not sure if it's you I want to be with on the showing dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying 'cause I don't want us to end this way. I don't want you to think that I played fool on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid. I even told myself that you're gonna be the first guy I would like my parents to meet. But guess It's not going to happen anymore 'cause I can't even say yes to you when you ask me out on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so broken 'cause I think you'll be hurt if you knew 'bout this. And that hinders me to say that we should let this go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1578386842794566401?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1578386842794566401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cant-give-you-reason-i-just-want-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1578386842794566401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1578386842794566401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cant-give-you-reason-i-just-want-to.html' title='I can&apos;t give you the reason... I just want to let go.'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-2035010018969271430</id><published>2009-08-19T09:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:33:15.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ateneo intramurals 2009'/><title type='text'>Ateneo Intramurals 09 : Engaging New Frontiers Beyond Sports</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Congratulations to the Champion!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;College of Arts and Sciences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;my college! proud to be AB Comm.! yehei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;2nd place - ACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;3rd - JPIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;4th - UECS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;5th - ABBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;6th - ANSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;mga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; humble lang&lt;/span&gt;... pero &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;champion palan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;not to mention ang mga kalaban namen, mga varsity players... tapos kme, walang varsity sa team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;for the greater GLORY of God... &lt;/span&gt;. hahahahahahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;GO GO CHAMPIONS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Father Tabora (University President) announced that there will be no classes for from 19th to 20th. Not just because we REALLY need rest but also beacuse the school needs to be sanitized. well, that's sweet. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://adnu.edu.ph/"&gt;ateneo site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-2035010018969271430?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2035010018969271430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/ateneo-intramurals-09-engaging-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2035010018969271430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2035010018969271430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/ateneo-intramurals-09-engaging-new.html' title='Ateneo Intramurals 09 : Engaging New Frontiers Beyond Sports'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-6340926217015889634</id><published>2009-08-07T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:49:37.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>nostalgia</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes. I feel so homesick again.&lt;br /&gt;Parang I want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana Holiday na lang bukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dami ko nanamang namimiss.&lt;br /&gt;Like my kapatids.&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na rin ung duyan dun.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the spot where I read my books.&lt;br /&gt;Even the smell of the air.&lt;br /&gt;The ambiance....&lt;br /&gt;Hay, If you only know how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could drew back... kahit 5 minutes lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-6340926217015889634?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6340926217015889634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/nostalgia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6340926217015889634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6340926217015889634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-3260702655428706570</id><published>2009-08-02T12:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T08:43:33.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manny villar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='villar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presendentiables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulitika'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akala mo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campaign'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matatakbuhan'/><title type='text'>Akala Ko... Yun Pala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nakita ko lang 'tong tinitingnan ng pinsan ko sa PC ( he's a 7 year old boy). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nki usyuso ako. Check nyo din. High Tech na talaga ang pangangampanya ngayon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sa site na 'to, kelangan mong dugtungan ang salitang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;AKALA KO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; YUN PALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Try nyo e-visit, may madidiskobre kayo na magpapasaya sa araw nyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akala ko&lt;/span&gt; site ni Villar... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yun Pala&lt;/span&gt; joke site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://akalamo.com/index.php"&gt;(here)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Below is my shoutout:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 346px; height: 163px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://akalamo.com/images/akalamo-tb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Lucida Sans,Lucida Grande,Verdana,Tahoma,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(76, 48, 3);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Injana&lt;/b&gt; said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(244, 171, 13);"&gt;Akala ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; ang mga kabataan kuntento ng walang pakialam sa bansa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(244, 171, 13);"&gt;Yun Pala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; nais rin nilang makiisa sa pagbabago."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lahat tayo maraming maling akala sa buhay, maliit man o malaki. Kung gusto mo i-tama ang mga maling akala, mag log-on ka sa &lt;a style="font-family: Lucida Sans,Lucida Grande,Verdana,Tahoma,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(255, 182, 63); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.akalamo.com/" target="_blank"&gt;AkalaMo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-3260702655428706570?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://akalamo.com' title='Akala Ko... 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Yun Pala'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-685337640646206150</id><published>2009-08-02T11:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:54:30.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presendentiables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akala mo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rescue me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiply'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tested and true'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matatakbuhan'/><title type='text'>nothing has changed</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what a nonsense way to start the month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel so lazy. I slept exactly 8 hours. (just like a little girl should do). I went to bed at 12am and woke up 10am. My head hurts. My soul floats in the sunny but windy weather outside the door. I have dreams... daydreams... weird ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was still lying in bed when I started to feel nostalgic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's sunday morning and nung bata pa 'ko, by this time, siguro, kumakain ako ng champorado with powdered milk on top. Tapos, I will have my playmates gathered in our backyard... ready to compete with me sa mga laro namen like step-no. Hehe. And nung mga 12 years old ako, sunday morning would be in front of the TV, watching B1 and B2 or Heidi or MYX instead. I miss those days! Swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I did wished to go back time, let's say when I was a 6 year old little girl. I even close my eyes pretending that when I open it I would be a 6 year old again. Just like what I had watched in the movies. Pero I know nothing will happen and I feel sad. Really. I think I should stop watching movies like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What makes it more nostalgic is parang na fefeel ko yung ambiance noon. Yung sounds... the smell. Its depressing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss my childhood days sooooooooooo much! ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But then, Naisip ko din na buti na lang 'di ako binalik ng panahon. Cause if it did, madadaanan ko ulit yung mga painful moments noon. Like when my Lolo died. Atleast now, I moved on. Though sometimes, namimiss ko si Lolo, like now. Teary eye ako. hehe. I'm so emotional today! Bakit kaya?? This is really weird. I don't want look back the 'reason' why my parents had to separate (most painful of all). Now, everything's fine. They're back together. Though may misunderstandings pa sometimes, at least, they can work it out easily than before. Ayoko ding balikan yung graduation day ko. Or yung JS Prom! Haha. Pati yung time na lumayas ako sa bahay namen ( lumipat ako sa bahay ng lola ko which is 45 minutes-ride away from my parents home). Dami ko palang ayaw balikan... Those painful moments are the reasons why I love change... why it is hard to go back kahit alam mo na along the way, magiging masaya ka rin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero mas marami pa rin yung gusto kong balikan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tons of memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't exchange to anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I won't exchange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lalo na yung time na I met that guy in his personalized bracelet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or his paper-made rose ('di nia binigay sakin ung rose. Nakita ko lang na naka display.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or his red shirt where I wrote something (name nia lang naman and with his permission)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;toinks... I'm missing him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Di nia alam, I like him still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And maybe if he comes back, and he likes me na,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm sure, I'll fall in love 300x than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(he didn't liked me as crush or something. He treated me like a friend or sister something.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When he left, I wasn't around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was here na sa ciudad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nalaman ko na lang na umalis na sya through a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tapos, wala naman kaming communication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How could that be possible?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eh, he doesn't like me nga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meron syang communication dun sa mga type nyang girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero last March 08... we texted each other for 3o minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We exchange messages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yung na sent na saakin, maybe four messages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't remember kung ilan na sent ko sakanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The words he texted to me that I remember most was: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;mataray ka pa rin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-685337640646206150?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/685337640646206150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-has-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/685337640646206150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/685337640646206150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-has-changed.html' title='nothing has changed'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1868942654784987295</id><published>2009-08-01T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:27:27.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tested and true'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>iiyak na 'ko.</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M ALL ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all went home for weekend. But since I have my Saturday classes, I have no choice but to be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haii. Ayoko talaga ng iniiwan. Kaso may dapat akong e-prioritize, kya I have to choose between the two: GOING HOME or ATTENDING MY CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go home, I'll be happy. Syempre, makikita ko yung mga kapatid ko. Kahit mejo war kame ni Mama ngayon. Hehe. Miss ko pa rin yun. I lived most of my life without them. Laking-lola ako. ung kapatid ko, may boyfriend na pala, 'di ko alam. (BAWAL) 'Di ko man lang masabihan yung kapatid ko na "Wag na muna, kapatid. Bata ka pa. Si ate na muna mahalin mo." Hindi ko rin alam na nahihirapan pala sya sa Math. Sinubukan kong syang turuan, kaso kulang yung oras... Kelangan nanamang bumalik dito sa ciudad para pumasok sa school kinabukasan. Yung bunso namin (5 years old), 'di ko man lang naturuan ng "ABC". Marunong na pala yung bumasa. Hindi ko rin alam na hindi pala sya kumakain ng pakwan. Ilan lamang ang mga yan sa mga nalaman ko nung nag stay ako samin last April. Dame ko ng na mimiss sa buhay ng mga kapatid ko. At madami pang chapter ng buhay nila ang mamimiss ko kase alam ko, pag tapos na ko mag-aral... lalayo ulit ako para mag trabaho. Syempre, para sakanila pa rin. Kelan nga ba ung last na uwi ko? Birthday ni Daddy... nung June 13. One whole day lang yun ahh. Tapos uwi rin kame agad kase may pasok na. Buti nga ung birthday ni Daddy pumatak nung wala kaming pasok. Haii nkuu, Its awful. I can barely understand feelings right now. All I know is I miss them... badly. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana alam nila noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iiyak na 'ko. jowk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1868942654784987295?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1868942654784987295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/iiyak-na-ko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1868942654784987295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1868942654784987295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/iiyak-na-ko.html' title='iiyak na &apos;ko.'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-3202292471120945084</id><published>2009-07-30T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:03:24.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiply'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to pat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='user'/><title type='text'>To PAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:15;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; For the first time... may .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag comment sa blogspot ko! hhe.&lt;br /&gt;Hi &lt;a href="http://www.pattysheek.multiply.com/"&gt;PAT&lt;/a&gt; she's a multiply user... hhe. thnx for the comment. magulo ang blog ko but you understand. that's good. hhe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-3202292471120945084?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3202292471120945084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-pat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3202292471120945084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3202292471120945084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-pat.html' title='To PAT'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-3976323512773669071</id><published>2009-07-30T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:00:55.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secondahand serenade'/><category 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href="http://videokeman.com/secondhand_serenade/tested_and_true-secondhand_serenade/"&gt;Tested and True – Secondhand Serenade Music Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/videokemanplay.swf" wmode="transparent" flashvars="playerID=1&amp;amp;bg=0xffffff&amp;amp;leftbg=0xCA4536&amp;amp;lefticon=0xffffff&amp;amp;rightbg=0xCA4536&amp;amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;amp;righticon=0xffffff&amp;amp;righticonhover=0xffffff&amp;amp;text=0xCA4536&amp;amp;slider=0x303030&amp;amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;border=0x666666&amp;amp;loader=0xC52C24&amp;amp;autostart=yes&amp;amp;loop=yes&amp;amp;soundFile=http://videokeman.com/dload/flvs/v17/Secondhand_Serenade-Tested_And_True.doc" width="300" height="44"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits : &lt;a href="http://videokeman.com/secondhand_serenade/tested_and_true-secondhand_serenade/"&gt;Videokeman.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-3976323512773669071?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3976323512773669071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/tested-and-true_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3976323512773669071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3976323512773669071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/tested-and-true_30.html' title='Tested and true'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/th_ewualizer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-6852597352627968334</id><published>2009-07-27T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T11:57:44.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't made it</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I didn't made it to second screening for Ateneo Ambassador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-6852597352627968334?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6852597352627968334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-didnt-made-it_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6852597352627968334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6852597352627968334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-didnt-made-it_27.html' title='I didn&apos;t made it'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-4088246112420229544</id><published>2009-07-26T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:05:04.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='background'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Photos For Memoirs</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during summer 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/348988099"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 296px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_348988099l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;childhood memories (location: Cagliliog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/909359460"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 289px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_909359460l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;childhood memories (location: Cagliliog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/638551178"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 396px; height: 293px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_638551178l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the procession last April 09&lt;br /&gt;(memorable vacation ever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/258371009"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 396px; height: 285px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_258371009l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platon (just from break-up with Olive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/259622490"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 537px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_259622490l.jpg" 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/5219886458990565890-4088246112420229544?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4088246112420229544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/photos-for-memoirs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4088246112420229544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4088246112420229544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/photos-for-memoirs.html' title='Photos For Memoirs'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-7849625056911745075</id><published>2009-07-26T19:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:45:16.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love story'/><title type='text'>HOARDING of THOUGHTS: how much do you love me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wonder if this question has an answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All I am aware of is that you're the last person I'm thinking of before I fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you're the first person I think about in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All I am aware of is that I want to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hold your hand... or hold your shirt's sleeve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All I am aware of is that I love looking at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While you laugh... while you talk... or when you do nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All I am aware of is that I'm finding ways to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even just a glimpse... Even from afar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. Even unnoticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not certain if this would last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I could spend my life with you 'til our hair turns gray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But what I am sure is that I am happy with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe I can't say that I love you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But what I am sure is that you're one of the people who makes my life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if God don't permit us to have each other for a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll accept it and be contented that once in my life our paths crossed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Giving me the chance to live my life everyday knowing you're mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-7849625056911745075?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7849625056911745075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-much-you-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7849625056911745075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7849625056911745075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-much-you-love-me.html' title='HOARDING of THOUGHTS: how much do you love me?'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-4368287873516016003</id><published>2009-07-26T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:13:13.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message Sent</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;♠mAtt♠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;07/26/2009 2:56 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I met a girl named DARLENE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;An' She lived in the heart of Dagatlandia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;She liked black caddies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Listens to Secondhand Serenade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Surfed until her eyes were sore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;And how much longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Will this keep getting stronger???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder what she's doing when I'm singing myself to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;am missing you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A message I received from him. I dunno how to react. It's so overwhelming that I can hardly breathe. I know I looked stupid. This is just a simple message from him. Maybe he had made thousands of same for his past Girlfriends... (i hate that thought!) but you see, I don't mind.  I'm missing him. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-4368287873516016003?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4368287873516016003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/message-sent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4368287873516016003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4368287873516016003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/message-sent.html' title='Message Sent'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-776619883730882601</id><published>2009-07-25T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:11:07.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love story'/><title type='text'>SO true:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every heart sings a song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;incomplete, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;until another heart whispers back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those who wish to sing always find a song.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;naka relate ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ouch tuloy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: http://thinkexist.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-776619883730882601?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/776619883730882601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/776619883730882601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/776619883730882601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-true.html' title='SO true:'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-218918332957441835</id><published>2009-07-25T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:43:19.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>HOARDING of THOUGHTS: raindrops</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when the rain falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wish you're behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ready to hug me so tightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To make me feel okey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when the rain falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember the day you left on that bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I dunno where to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's so cold and dark outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when the rain falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I always think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I pretend that everything will be undo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when I wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're lying next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I can finally touch your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And feel your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-NINJA07.19.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-218918332957441835?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/218918332957441835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoarding-of-thoughts-raindrops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/218918332957441835'/><link rel='self' 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term='romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>HOARDING of THOUGHTS: 8 days away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;It's been eight days already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;And I can't figure out why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Someone like you I can't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Even just for a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;It's been eight days already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I ask myself how could this be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I just can't put out of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;It's stuck in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Every morning I wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I wish you're next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;you make my life so silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;You're like A melody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause in my heart it's all you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; When we're apart, I can't move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; This can't be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I can't stop thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'd like to climbed up the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; That separates us, oh it's miserable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Not to see your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Not to hear your laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'll be dead tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; If we can't be together now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It's been eight days already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And I don't know how long could this be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; All I know is I'm missing you badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Ang the way you hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; While smiling at me! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;-NINJA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;07.19.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1189508072333482497?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1189508072333482497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/compilation-of-composition-8-days-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1189508072333482497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1189508072333482497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/compilation-of-composition-8-days-away.html' title='HOARDING of THOUGHTS: 8 days away'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-2019128625592705245</id><published>2009-07-24T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:50:46.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEFINITONS OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Love is like a ghost. Everybody talks about it but only few have seen it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- A book I forgot the title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;LOVE is like a butterfly which when you pursued is always just beyond your gasp, but which if you sit down quietly, may light upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-kuya lanz&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/5219886458990565890-2019128625592705245?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2019128625592705245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/definitons-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2019128625592705245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2019128625592705245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/definitons-of-love.html' title='DEFINITONS OF LOVE'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1470978047428862931</id><published>2009-07-24T19:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:34:28.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perz time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is another blessed day! Why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today... today... was my second screening for ASA. It went well. To be honest, I felt comfy with Ate Kor, the interviewer. Feeling ko I belong to ASA... kase my last two interviewers were so nice to talk with. I didn't realized how time passed by and I have to leave &amp;amp; Ate kor have to get back to her office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And guess what... today?? today... I stepped inside the Ateneo church, for the first time. =) I've been inside the Ateneo Campus for almost 3 months already but I haven't tried to go there... not 'til today. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And today... today...  basta today.. hehe. today is the day. haii nkuu. kilig.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1470978047428862931?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1470978047428862931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/perz-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1470978047428862931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1470978047428862931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/perz-time.html' title='perz time'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-6038303804762825680</id><published>2009-07-22T21:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:27:17.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i missed the longest eclipse ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa classroom ako (English Subject) ng mag eclipse. A friend texted me lang. =( I tried to go out. I even went downstairs from 2nd floor of Arrupe. Kaso nahiya ako.. hehe. I feel so stupid so bumalik na lang ako. It lasted 6 minutes daw here in the Philippines. And partial eclipse lang ang nakita. But still, it's amazing to witness such creation. But but... there's always a next time... =) next year, on January, another eclipse will happen according to NASA. Who knows... it could be on my birth date! =) nice! i must've been lucky then! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight's a great night. =) Tranquil, cool breeze, quiet, you won't hear anything aside from airing telenovelas on TV. hehe. I looked at the sky. And It feels good. I sent SMS to my friends to tell them that its a beautiful night. Some replied me with "Why?", some replied me with "Anu gwa mo?" haha. Sabi ko "Its the stars." Wala lang. Kase, kahit wala si Mr. Moon, maganda pa rin ang langit. It made me realize something... " sometimes, though things are incomplete, it could still make itself bloom on its own." Like love. When someone left us... that someone who made us so happy and later on... made us feel so incomplete... But then, the fact is, though they're gone in our lives... though they walked out in our paths... we can still be as beautiful as the stars in the sky... we can shine like them... 'cause it is we who handle ourselves. It is up to us if we want to be someone who have and continues to prove something. Or someone who wants to be a prisoner of the past. Who wants to be a prisoner?! umm. You bet! No one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-6038303804762825680?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6038303804762825680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-missed-lonest-eclipse-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6038303804762825680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6038303804762825680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-missed-lonest-eclipse-ever.html' title='i missed the longest eclipse ever!'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-4934430346635181009</id><published>2009-07-19T13:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:57:46.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday once's more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;yesterday was a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm exhausted but just so fine 'cause I was happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;although I got pissed before we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Thanks to SM Mall, it's been a great way to celebrate Mama's b-day with Daddy, Sobi and Pj. Let's begin it with attending the 7:00 am mass then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;We went Greenwich for a Pizza Square &amp;amp; Magic Brownies with a pitcher of Ice tea. (it's weird having a pitcher though, I feel like buying some Beer).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;you don't know how I felt when I saw Mama &amp;amp; Daddy so sweet together~! It made me wonder if I'll ever be on the same situation after 50 years. I dunno. I even don't like the idea of getting married. But seeing the couple together with their white hairs and wrinkled forehead (no offense Ma) it's quite convincing that there's REAL love that last forever. Like theirs. But who knows... it NOT applicable  for me. Anyway, this is not about me. It's about them so I just shut my self up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;While they were walking yesterday, I smiled because I can see how happy they were! Not to mention that they had misunderstanding two (2) Days before Mama's Birthday. Oh! Oh! another good thing about Mama And Daddy??? When they got mad at each other... it doesn't end there. The make sure it'll be all right before the day ends.  They always end up making "lambing" at each other. Sounds silly though. But on the other side... it is so so so sweet. It shows that they got no regrets having each other 'til they get old. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Daddy went home after we had a pizza galore. The rest of us (including Mama) watched ICE AGE 3!!!! yeah. you bet! It's like Sobi's birthday! Well, it's nice to be like a kid. I love the movie. swear! After the movie... we dropped by at Mcdonalds before going home. Love fries and flurry!!! And that's that! I greeted Mama. we all did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;It's a memorable day... not because of the food but becuase of the movie. Nuh. Just kidding. I woont forget that moment where I feel like so contented.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Some photos from yesterday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/854352909"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 196px; height: 147px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_854352909l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/199602675"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_199602675l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me at McDonalds counter.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how silly my position is&lt;br /&gt;'til I saw this picture taken by Pj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/100673667"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 265px; height: 203px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_100673667l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mc Flurry +)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-4934430346635181009?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4934430346635181009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-onces-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4934430346635181009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4934430346635181009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-onces-more.html' title='yesterday once&apos;s more'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-8960778521093157915</id><published>2009-07-17T21:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:56:53.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mama birthday'/><title type='text'>she's 71 but she doesn't look like one</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 id="post-21"&gt;it's MAMA TESS' BIRTHDAY TOMORROW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 id="post-21"&gt;July 17th, 2009 &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://darlxy.blog.friendster.com/tag/mama-tess-birthday/" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;!-- by darlxy --&gt;&lt;/small&gt;          &lt;div class="entry"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;yehhee.. Mama tess will turn sweet 71 tomorrow… she doesn’t’ look like one though, honestly! She’s so young for her age. Just invert the number and it’s my age!!! mama tess is a good, i mean the best grandmother for all of us and I know… God’s taking care of her well and the rest of the family. I pray for it every sunday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x52/han23_05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture081.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 253px; height: 189px;" src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x52/han23_05/Picture081.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mama tess. and my lil sister dandan. see how sweet we are?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I still remember when I was a kid… how I hugged her from behind in the morning while she’s cooking in the kitchen. Then she’ll give me my meal (champorado) with powder milk on top… =) and the time we exercise our foot and wrist in bed (she can make a ‘klok’ sound on her foot!). The bedtime stories back then… when she have to scratch my back ’til I dozed off and when she stops scratching, I wiggle my arms then she’ll start scratching again.  hehe. I remember when we do ROSARY at night… she falls asleep while reciting the Hail MAry and I have to call her “Ma…”. Or those mornings when she have to wake me up for school and I said, 10 minutes… 5 minutes Ma… Last 1 minute Ma… though I don’t really know the time span of that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hayy, those days… where are they? Time passed so fast and here I am now, can’t even hugged her. ( I kiss her though, before I leave the house ) I feel like crying.. huhu. She’s right here watching TV. I can’t even tell her that I love her even she always nag at me specially in the morning when I have hard time getting up…. or when she tells me for the 20th time on how to act like a simple and graceful girl. (I’m a lousy one!) or how to walk like a lady… or what shoes I have to wear ( you must wear heels, she said) But you know… she supports me well. When I tell her something how well I did in school, she always sa something nice.  And when I tell her something bad (like, failing an exam) she just give some homily (which were true, sometimes) and tells me, there’e a next time and I should do it well if I want a better future (very true) I disappoint her so much I know. And I am so sorry about it. I’m a human… I’m not perfect. All that’s perfect for me is 100% I love her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;daddy’s 69, Mama’s 71. Few years more… maybe 7 or 6 years more… it’s their Gold Wedding Anniversary ( january 30th). And I have huge plan for that day. That’s one of lot of reasons why I keep moving upward. I have to prepare big bucks to celebrate it grand.  And I can do that with the help of the Almighty God. To keep them healthy and safe for years to come so that I can fulfill one of my greatest plans… and to keep me safe too. hehe. I’m the planner, I must be there on that day! and to guide me (and the rest of the whole family).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe right now, all we can do on her birthday is to go outside and watch movie ( ICE AGE 3 ) and eat in our favorite chain, Mcdonalds… nut give me 3 years… just 3 years… and i can even throw a party just like  Nanay Dionisia’s (Mann Pacquio’s mother) party.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My family is all I got…. I love them! =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA TESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-8960778521093157915?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8960778521093157915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/shes-71-but-she-doesnt-look-like-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/8960778521093157915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/8960778521093157915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/shes-71-but-she-doesnt-look-like-one.html' title='she&apos;s 71 but she doesn&apos;t look like one'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-2709817649167309643</id><published>2009-07-17T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:57:26.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i was touched.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't expecting this. But I found this out. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://friendster.com"&gt; friendster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; blog by Anne for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's what she said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- end header --&gt;        &lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" class="storytitle" id="post-10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fhaxhaliqoh.blog.friendster.com/2009/07/c-dalene/" rel="bookmark"&gt;c dalene???&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" class="meta"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Filed under: &lt;a href="http://fhaxhaliqoh.blog.friendster.com/category/uncategorized/" title="View all posts in Uncategorized" rel="category tag"&gt;Uncategorized&lt;/a&gt; — fhaxhaliqoh at 4:37 pm on Thursday, July 16, 2009  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anu kaya???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;c dal??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;graveeeeeeee…dati ncean nunian atenista na!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mproving ka tlaga..heheheh..piatos,cream-o,nova,vcut and etc.mau lng..fav,fuds ni dal kd2,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;inda lng nunian.maurag nie na kbarkada.dae nangwawalat sa ere..aq man lng ang dae maurag.ehem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dakula xa kawaran k2ng oras na tagilid kme duwa..as in!!!kala q mawawara na tlaga xa,,kala q dae na nia q tuturing na brkada kd2..well,uni!!mai anu na ani gru,,unp..mai limitaxon na.ehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;manghahasik ning lagim jan sa bago nia skul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ehehehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;secretary mi pln ani yan sa dept.mi tas nghali..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;durudalagan na kia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hehehehehehe…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;dunno what to say. I'm touched but pag naalala ko mga nangyarii... I think, it's better to strenghten the wall I made between us. I treated her as my bestfriend before and I did everything for her but now... I'm not sure anymore if I'm still willing to fulfill the promise that we're going to Paris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; the time we can afford it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-2709817649167309643?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2709817649167309643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-touched.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2709817649167309643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2709817649167309643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-touched.html' title='i was touched.'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-7214253409121103818</id><published>2009-07-14T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:48:22.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOARDING of THOUGHTS: not made for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I know you're wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Why I made this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Do you know this is made for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Should I tell you? Or hide this through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Few questions hang in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I don't care if I look crazy dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Did you notice how I look at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Or you're too busy to see the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I wanna hold your hand so tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;To feel it 'til the end of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;But it's not just right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;And I know that from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;But this feeling I can't fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;If only I could... I'd tell you this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;So I won't have to be in abyss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;But I know that's an absurd thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;'Cause it's not the way it should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Tell me I'm abnormal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Im sick. Im pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;But when you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;You make my life worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-ahahaha..  nkuu. nka buo na q ng lyrics!!! Emo nga lang.. gr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-7214253409121103818?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7214253409121103818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-made-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7214253409121103818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7214253409121103818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-made-for-you.html' title='HOARDING of THOUGHTS: not made for you'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1403866511080588800</id><published>2009-07-13T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:09:18.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>july 13, 09 9:00</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gustuhoon ko man.. ipangadyi ko man... baliktadun ko man ang gabos... gibuhuun ko man gabos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saru lang conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAE KAME PWEDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it hurts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1403866511080588800?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1403866511080588800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-13-09-900.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1403866511080588800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1403866511080588800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-13-09-900.html' title='july 13, 09 9:00'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-964876280105274228</id><published>2009-07-13T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:05:45.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's just me.</title><content type='html'>.8:40 July13, 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now...&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I was born on different time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa panahon na pwede tayo.&lt;br /&gt;Sa panahon na IT'S NOT A MISTAKE TO LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-964876280105274228?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/964876280105274228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-just-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/964876280105274228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/964876280105274228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-just-me.html' title='it&apos;s just me.'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-2884561418457104050</id><published>2009-07-13T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:46:03.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silly revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;wooosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;need to breath. inhale........   exhale...... can't let the air pass through my nose while looking @ your precious name on my "friend request"... 8:40 july 13, 09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know this ain't right. never been. I know what to do.. but i cant help falling! haii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sana sa ibang lugar na lang ako pinanagnak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yung pwede tayo. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yung I can make you mine without any hesitation. grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have to let this thing go. I have to disregard this 'cause wala tong patutunguhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hindi kame pwede. Sobrang hindi. Haii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I did hold your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I can't let it go. Kung pwede ko lang hawakan yun ng matagal na 'di mo nahahalata na gusto kita......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haii.. can't help staring at you. But I have to control myself kase baka mahalata mo ako. And umiwas ka na... and masira yung friendship... yan ang pinaka ayaw kong mangyari kase I know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;ONLY with this friendship I can get closer to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.... More than friends??? haha. No way. Impossible. You won't. We won't. Labag sa batas. haha. Haii, If nabuhay lang talaga ko with totally different identity... sana... sana... sana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All I know ryt now is I must stopped this feeling I feel for you 'cause this ain't right. Cause we're forbidden to be so. Cause it's not what we are made for. I just need to be contented with what we are now. Mere friends. Di mo alam, just one smile from you and I'll melt. Di mo alam... when I look at you... may kasamang message yun... I think I'm falling for you. But we can't be the way I want us to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-2884561418457104050?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2884561418457104050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/silly-revelation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2884561418457104050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2884561418457104050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/silly-revelation.html' title='silly revelation'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1529471679343126717</id><published>2009-07-08T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:32:16.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have i told you...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week of June, I lost my Socio book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I have to get another one means... another payment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it. sayang ng 300!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... I hate our exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine.. the instruction was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Answer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 items&lt;/span&gt; correctly, you'll get five points. Make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; mistake, NO point at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. ewan q naa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai nakuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway, I wanna share this quote I personally made when I was on confused stage with ma. Ma. Ma. Makdoo. hhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life must be sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sent love when I less expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life must be cruel too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took that love away just after I realized that I needed it badly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---I sent it to daphne, my friend who's having regrets of being soooo pakipot with a guy who "likes" her. umm. learn from her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1529471679343126717?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1529471679343126717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-i-told-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1529471679343126717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1529471679343126717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-i-told-you.html' title='have i told you...'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1446536360842310447</id><published>2009-07-04T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:46:22.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07.04.09</title><content type='html'>-don't say anything. Just read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aram quu mababsa mo nne.&lt;br /&gt;now na aram mo na ang blog nane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a little uneasy&lt;br /&gt;knowing u'll get to know&lt;br /&gt;what I think 'bout things&lt;br /&gt;specially 'bout YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naicp quu 2 just erase what I've written.&lt;br /&gt;So you won't have any chance of reading it.&lt;br /&gt;But, it's another way around accg. to my own principles.&lt;br /&gt;And besides, napagal akong mag type kadto.&lt;br /&gt;Nobela pati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just gonna request you something...&lt;br /&gt;"Just read please. Don't make any comments."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pde ka man mag comment... BUT NOT about what I wrote about US/YOU.&lt;br /&gt;These are my private thoughts... and now na na reveal na 2u ang girl behind this blog, it won't be private anymore to you. .. kia just shut your "good" mouth. Don't mention anything to me if we're together... Just read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1446536360842310447?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1446536360842310447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/070409_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1446536360842310447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1446536360842310447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/070409_04.html' title='07.04.09'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1254480851593425798</id><published>2009-07-04T15:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:28:02.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07.06.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;things happen when you less expect it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;-hate to say this but it's true. things just smash you in the face without a warning. (gru daa xa. haha. anyway, may kataid ako now... c Brod.na mau ng ginibo kundi mag hapot... nag cocomment xa now sa FS kang cousin nia). so back to my story. I'm so shocked. And unprepared for this something. I guess I have to say thank you to this person beside me who asked me out today. But I think I have to get that thank you back cause it's me pla who decided na we should meet here @ LCC. Maybe this is what they call fate. Or just mere incident? I was choosing kanina from bunch of books here in Expressions (LCC Branch). I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; was sitting while looking for some books to read. I just unconciously looked up and I saw a pair of eyes so familiar to me. I even asked myself... "Kilala ko ba yun?" Tiningnan ko ulit sya. He's browsing some books. My heart raced. I feel like melting. I can't even stand up. I just sit there, unsure of what I'm gonna do. In just a snap, I can't think &amp;amp; I am so so so nonsense. I fin'lly gathered myself so I stood up and looked on his way. I really can't think. Did he recognized me? Or not? Should I come near him &amp;amp; greet him? Or should I just let it go. I still remember how fascinated I was in him five years ago. It's unclear to me how it ended.  For sure he's unaware of how I feel that time for him. And maybe, I was just overwhelmed by his gestures to me. Umm. maybe. maybe not. Ow anyway, it's ok. It's nice to see him  with 1 meter away from me. =) for the first time. hhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina after class, dumaan kami ni Daf sa terminal &amp;amp; his house was just near &amp;amp; I saw him there. (mau nqng maisip.)Sabi quu pa ki Daf, "can we stay for awhile? I just wanna know what he's doing..." but Daf refused cuz she's so tired na daw. Tapos naun... naun... naun... naun nga... dko ini-expect na makikita ko sya today... sa malapitan... 10X nearer from where I stood kanina sa may Terminal. How uncanny naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai nakuu. and according to my reliable source.... he's still continuing his vocation (daw). not sure daw xa... Itatanong nia pa daw sa mga co-students nia). wow. good for him. I hope him the best of what he can be. And I'm so so so proud of him. Nakakatawa naman... Namiss ko tuloi xa. Pero mas miss ko man ning saru dgdi... (hambug daa).  Bahala ka. Sorry for the ninja punch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LaBA yuu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1254480851593425798?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1254480851593425798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/070609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1254480851593425798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1254480851593425798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/070609.html' title='07.06.09'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-7481192841649060283</id><published>2009-07-03T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T19:58:05.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07.04.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my one and only &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-parokya ni edgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;It took one look&lt;br /&gt;And forever laid out in front of me&lt;br /&gt;One smile and I died&lt;br /&gt;Only to be revived by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i was&lt;br /&gt;Thought i had everything figured out&lt;br /&gt;Goes to show just how much i know&lt;br /&gt;'bout the way life plays out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I take one step away&lt;br /&gt;but i find myself coming back to you&lt;br /&gt;My one and only, one and only&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; THEW &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(hhe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know&lt;br /&gt;That i know not a thing at all&lt;br /&gt;Except the fact that i am yours&lt;br /&gt;And that you are mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;They told me that this wouldn't be easy&lt;br /&gt;And no&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one to complain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus 2X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;*********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;     *************************************************&lt;br /&gt;            ***************************************&lt;br /&gt;                   ******************************&lt;br /&gt;                          *********************&lt;br /&gt;                                 *************&lt;br /&gt;                                      *******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been 6 days naa. haha. His last email was 3days ago. haha. And I badly miss him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss my one and only matthew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahai...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-7481192841649060283?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7481192841649060283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/070409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7481192841649060283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7481192841649060283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/070409.html' title='07.04.09'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-7617657129529890097</id><published>2009-07-03T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T19:21:06.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahirap mag send pag gabii..</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maurag kuta ang promos kang SMART (network). Unlimited texting... Alltext20... Gaan Text10... etc. etc. pero anu ining nangyayari ta dae ako maka send ning message?! Narisa ko ni poon kang July 1. Pag 6oclock na, masakitooooon ng mag send. Naka Unli man kuta ko... dae man maka send ning text messages. Sabi "message sending failed". Pudpud na ang muro ko kaka ulit-ulit ning send, dae man graray. Anu man daa yan? Sana mag announce man ang SMART (TnT) kung tanu arug sa kyan. Maiintindihan man yan kang users... basta eexplain lang ninda. Badtripoon lugod si Barkada ko ta madali na na kutang mapasagot si crush nia... kaso eu ngani yan, dae na maka text... huminibi na lang. wawa man. sayang daa kadto. atang 1st gf nia man kuta. masaklapoon. linga daw yan, dahil sa unexpected delay of sending, may na broken heart! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-7617657129529890097?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7617657129529890097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/mahirap-mag-send-pag-gabii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7617657129529890097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7617657129529890097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/mahirap-mag-send-pag-gabii.html' title='mahirap mag send pag gabii..'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-2477459397627382705</id><published>2009-06-20T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:50:21.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-sayang man kang effort ko...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"sayang man kang effort ko..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-06.09.09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; P.E day. Ok man... so far. Punta ko NC (former school)  to visit some friends... &amp;amp; to encounter some 'unexpected' thing. Oh anyway... I'm not guilty naman with it. Guess after that day, na indi na sya nag text... I assume we're over. I saw how pissed he was while looking on our way. Bahala na sya. I went home so tired. I slept. I woke up to find my CP 6 messages received. It's from my friends. Yung iba, di ko na nireply... I checked my mailbox &amp;amp; read the new email I got from BM. It says that he's free 'til 5pm. So maybe we could hang-out. He made a call to confirm it. Since ma register man kame ni Daf sa AdNU-YFC, sabi ko sa AdNu na lang. But he disagree. Sabi nya, "Sayang man kang effort ko para mag tukaw-tukaw ( sitting around)." I'm pissed. Indi ako na ka react. I don't know what to say. Natapos yung call without definite plan. So anu nga ba? Pa AdNU na ako. I don't care if he's coming or not. I don't want to expect that he's gonna do something about it. Pero I smiled when he texted me asking asan na ako... In the end, he went to AdNU... but we went out din naman kaagad. He took care for our fare and food. Nuh. It's a little awkward 'cause I'm not used of such treatment. I just go with the flow. He's presence matters most. He being there infront of me. He talking with us. He who tried to give time. Honest... indi ako makakain. haha. Not because I'm concious with it... I'm just so engulfed by him. I didn't know how I could be such moron 'til he was in sight. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We laughed. we giggled. We exchanged glances. We've never been so serious! &amp;amp; I just feel so ok! Mabe that's the way it is. Simple things are precious when shared to someone so special. naks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;P.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;sana lang he's not reading this 'cause nakakahiya. well, maybe he wont anyway. waste of time. masasayabg abg effort nya. =D &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/5219886458990565890-2477459397627382705?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2477459397627382705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/sayang-man-kang-effort-ko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2477459397627382705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2477459397627382705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/sayang-man-kang-effort-ko.html' title='-sayang man kang effort ko...'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-7795024715097421474</id><published>2009-06-15T23:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:33:19.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dare4distance lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just found this song 3minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;It's not what I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;but that's what I saw&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I am captured by its lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;it's so true.&lt;br /&gt;it suits me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dare4distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-never shout never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the concept and came to the conclusion&lt;br /&gt;That the top floor was just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;To the fact that I go this break in my back&lt;br /&gt;That I can't get out; I cant figure out how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You appeared right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Before your march down south a university&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is where you spend your daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But we're both just waiting for this 'friday' night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Although the distance is daring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both know how to drive&lt;br /&gt;Wo-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weekend make-up for the lost time that we both apologies for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I cant stand the fact that this extremity is the center of my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see where your coming from&lt;br /&gt;We've been on the same boat since day one&lt;br /&gt;I see how you like to run&lt;br /&gt;Back to the things that got you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the distance is daring&lt;br /&gt;We both know how to drive&lt;br /&gt;Wo-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend make-up for the lost time that we both apologie for&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand the fact that this extremity is the center of my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mondays I sleep away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tuesdays I lay awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Wednesdays are the worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Thursdays I reminice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Fridays I see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And I can breathe  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after I played this song 2x, I thought of pasting it on the bulletin,&lt;br /&gt;but when I check out the clock, it's 11:41pm.&lt;br /&gt;Just 20 minutes more....&lt;br /&gt;FIRST month. homebase.&lt;br /&gt;well, not together. =(&lt;br /&gt;he's in his school &amp;amp; I'm in my new school too.&lt;br /&gt;If we're free, we get to see each other on Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;But if we're busy... well, better luck next Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting for 12AM &amp;amp; I'll post it on the bulletin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let me give you a short background.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought of us, being into this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Though I have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little &lt;/span&gt;crush on him.&lt;br /&gt;I just met him this April 09 through friends.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I never ever had an idea that he could be someone special in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Not until that April 24 5:03pm (laugh all you want. I know I looked so stupid. Memorizing such dates.) He fin'lly told me that he likes me.&lt;br /&gt;It (just) took me 22 days to say YES to him.&lt;br /&gt;It's too long for me already 'cause I have this crush on him naman, so why keep it pending? ayt? I'm just being honest! =)&lt;br /&gt;Well, he have those eyes I admired from someone before.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not enough to like him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's NOT the reason why I like him.&lt;br /&gt;Days passed fast just like my feelings for him.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought of this really.&lt;br /&gt;But I just woke up one morning...&lt;br /&gt;realizing I'm waiting for his text message all day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so out of myself, thinking of him, 43, 200X a day.&lt;br /&gt;funny, I know. I'm like obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm not. I'm just missing him.&lt;br /&gt;The only time I'm not thinking of him is when I'm unconsciously sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I have doubts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure of him taking this relationship seriously.&lt;br /&gt;but I do. 11:51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mondays I sleep away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tuesdays I lay awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Wednesdays are the worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Thursdays I reminice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Fridays I see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And I can breathe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 MINUTE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-7795024715097421474?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7795024715097421474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/dare4distance-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7795024715097421474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7795024715097421474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/dare4distance-lyrics.html' title='dare4distance lyrics'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-297630323926460927</id><published>2009-06-15T19:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:50:51.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW PHOTOGRAPHIC ELEMENTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;NEW PHOTOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;@ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CWC&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;these photos was taken last May 18 09 in &lt;a href="http://www.camsurwatersportscomplex.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CamSur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Watersports&lt;/span&gt; Complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CWC&lt;/span&gt;) in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pili&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Camarines&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sur&lt;/span&gt;. We (&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/35328161"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;daph&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; me&lt;/a&gt;) never planned to do this. We went that afternoon to bring something in Capitol (w/c is near in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CWC&lt;/span&gt;) and since we were there already, we decide to spend some moment &amp;amp; breathe, so there we were! It's an awesome place, I tell you. It's cozy &amp;amp; tranquil there. You can feel the thrill of wake boarding, but if you think your Ego can't carry such sports, then you can just lurk around &amp;amp; full yourself with mesmerizing view specially in the late afternoon. Or perhaps you should try night swimming or Spa's. "Great Service" my uncle said after his massage session. Or bring your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pamangkins&lt;/span&gt; (niece/nephew), children, grandchildren, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;inaanak&lt;/span&gt; or your girlfriend's siblings to spend their day @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Lago&lt;/span&gt; Del Ray. (oh, oh, oh... I just created a tagline: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Spend your day @ Lago del Ray!&lt;/span&gt;" naks! )But of course, to enjoy this place into it's fullest capacity, you must bring your family or friends! &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; NO-TO-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;VIP's&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ako yan. nag momoment moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/264800875"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 432px; height: 323px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_264800875l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;look @ that orange sky dude!&lt;/span&gt; hay. ( or is it pink?! ugh! i dunno!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/473779786"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 433px; height: 322px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_473779786l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daphne for another shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/872310871"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 322px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_872310871l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;change position&lt;/span&gt;. emo?! nuh. nahihiya na sya sa ginagawa namen so she hid her face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/817736139"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 431px; height: 319px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_817736139l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whoa. lab this photo! look @ that great view! the mountain... perfect! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hayy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;talaga&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/665293961"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 317px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_665293961l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this picture is something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. it's like someone who's gazing into a world different from hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/565289446"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 315px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_565289446l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just creeping around&lt;/span&gt; (nakiki tambay lang yan pero parang ang angas pa. "Anuh huh?!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/560631131"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 278px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_560631131l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's the flower, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/467336737"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 316px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_467336737l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;where's darlene?! is she hiding?! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/943570588"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 317px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_943570588l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;looove&lt;/span&gt; this one! It's like someone who's taking another curve of her life... another beginning where new things are waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/730337322"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 419px; height: 311px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_730337322l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Lago&lt;/span&gt; Del Ray. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Wala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt;. I like the weeds. =)&lt;/span&gt; (I tried to change the written credits to M.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;darlene&lt;/span&gt;, but it doesn't look good to me so I prefer link2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;happylife&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/786556685"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 279px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_786556685l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On macro view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/395342945"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 292px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_395342945l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/518817258"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 371px; height: 278px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_518817258l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This one photo below was taken @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cagliliog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tinambac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Camarines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (I call it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dagatlandia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorrounded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; by vast seas!), my hometown! =) From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Naga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; City, it's a 2-3hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jeepney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ride. Proud to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. A friend who visited the place for vacation told me a joke that people from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dagatlandia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; are English speakers. I was confused for they don't use English as a from of communication. I asked why and my friend said 'because people there are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'. I laugh so hard for it is true that most people (not all) really have colored hair. Some says it's because of the sea shore location. And some just want to put some highlights. Oh anyway, I'm not blonde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MON-MON in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Dagatlandia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/527815444"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 304px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_527815444l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So that's it! these are my recent photos with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://profiles.friendster.com/35328161"&gt;Daphne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; as my model! =) She's a good model. I didn't command her for positions. She just take it naturally as if no one's taking picture. And I found them (the pictures) so clever. Maybe the pictures are in some way, well, i hate to admit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, but it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;clutches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to "NO-TO-BLOODY-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" which I reaLLY really super hate. But my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;monmon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, he's so photogenic! i love it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-297630323926460927?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/297630323926460927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-photographic-elements.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/297630323926460927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/297630323926460927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-photographic-elements.html' title='NEW PHOTOGRAPHIC ELEMENTS'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-6394601085417740431</id><published>2009-06-15T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:35:28.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next time, Don't Come Late  -  theology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next time, Don't Come Late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Theology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tuesday night. May 12, 2009. I'm browsing something when I bump into some "zodiac" thingy. Actually, it was my friend's zodiac adn it says there na CAPRICORN: Fantastic kisser, erotic lover and some description pa na I don't remember. I laugh so hard for the use of SEXY adjectives. Well, the owner of the zodiac was pretty satistfied with the result. &amp;amp; because of such zodiac, nag try din ako with my zodiac, AQUARIUS. The result, never mind. Pero it says there na my lucky day is Wednesday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wednesday. May 13, 2009.  Gising na ako @ quarter to six. Same routine. Hatid ki Sobi sa school, then puntang NCF to get my documents... to be submitted sa AdNU. LAst da of submisson. uki. Pag dating ko sa NC, close pa yung registrar. I have to wait 'til 8:30. Just fine with me. I have classes @ 9. So I lurk there chatting with some former classmates of mine. Talking about how's my new school... how does it feel to be a newbie... how's the teaching techniques of teahers. I Think I satisfy their curuiosity naman by answering their questions bit by bit. Starting with my first day with my first penalty just before I enter the college; then, I got warned of using phone inside the class; earning zero points for not submiting an assigned reseach; arriving late in theology class &amp;amp; lot more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bukas na ang registrar. &amp;amp; the next minute, nasa tryke na ko to AdNU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm so calm pa while walking 'til I reach AR213.  Amused ako, bakit ma teacher na agad? 10 minutes pa before time. I decided to enter @ the back. Just before I could reach the chair, the nearest beside the door... "And nextime, Don't come late" said the teacher while staring @ me. I'm careless. I'm not late anyway. But I started to get confused when my classmates stand up &amp;amp; went outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The reel deal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm so EARLY. Early for the next subject. My class starts @ 7:30 not 9am. Ouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-6394601085417740431?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6394601085417740431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/next-time-dont-come-late-theology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6394601085417740431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6394601085417740431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/next-time-dont-come-late-theology.html' title='Next time, Don&apos;t Come Late  -  theology'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-5855432890553825094</id><published>2009-06-10T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:01:55.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm busy.</title><content type='html'>he. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fin'lly&lt;/span&gt;, I'm busy. Got so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; need to review for surprise quizzes.  So Can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;update&lt;/span&gt; my blog often. I'll be back as soon as I'm free. I got LOTS of things to say. specially this freaky day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;. according to my zodiac, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; is my lucky day. But maybe, I should stick to my NO-TO-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PSYCHIC. After all what happened... I'm traumatized!&lt;/span&gt; So this is for now. I'm sleepy &amp;amp; I have to wake up @ 6AM to attend my class @ 7:30. So, bye bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-5855432890553825094?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5855432890553825094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5855432890553825094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5855432890553825094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-busy.html' title='I&apos;m busy.'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-608411342511149066</id><published>2009-06-06T15:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:53:33.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my afternoon photos</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I browsed my photo albums &amp;amp; I found out that I haven't posted my afternoon photos in Dagatlandia. I took this picture on a sunny &amp;amp; calm afternoon around 3 o'clock. I took these pics while feeling so confused &amp;amp; tired. &amp;amp; sick of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HOPING FOR NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/713569493"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 381px; height: 284px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_713569493l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(emo? nuh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the sand on macro view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/228225738"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 423px; height: 315px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_228225738l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/268213671"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 316px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_268213671l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THE CROSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/592008543"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 316px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_592008543l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this before the holy procession. wala lang. I like the view over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I knew in my heart it's not you... (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;before)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/446442842"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 444px; height: 333px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_446442842l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know, it's really you.  (I edited this one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Being ourselves is a crime  - teens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/744357857"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 297px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_744357857l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being ourselves is a crime. (I took this after Mama had her daily homily about "how-to-act-like-maria clara". My cousin Cris texted my this phrase)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you, my thought U cant decode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/661896344"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 388px; height: 289px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_661896344l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I have a video version of this. &amp;amp; it's good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/731598410"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 304px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_731598410l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE HEAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/39307328/1/690768747"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 435px; height: 395px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/82/37/39307328/1_690768747l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not so proud of this. But it looks good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess that's all for now. I have lots of photos in my digicam but I have to edit it first. So it takes a lot of time.  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-608411342511149066?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/608411342511149066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-afternoon-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/608411342511149066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/608411342511149066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-afternoon-photos.html' title='my afternoon photos'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-6917564634340712956</id><published>2009-06-05T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:25:59.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another painful moment</title><content type='html'>I was awaken by the gentle air touching my skin.&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon sound of birds &amp;amp; plants swaying.&lt;br /&gt;Guess can't escape that easy huh?&lt;br /&gt;It's one those afternoons. (with whom?! nuh.. with what?!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing those days more &amp;amp; more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe&lt;br /&gt;each time I open my FS Account.&lt;br /&gt;specially my mail.&lt;br /&gt;Ask why?!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to face the reality that my inbox is EMPTY.&lt;br /&gt;Am I forgotten now?&lt;br /&gt;Or I WAS forgotten long time ago, I was just too blind to notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Same as this.&lt;br /&gt;Looking outside the window... ' a tranquil afternoon', I murmur.&lt;br /&gt;Then someone passed by... my heart fell. I was picking it up when it jumped out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Bloody afternoon it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai.. It's true that the farthest from you isn't the moon or stars,&lt;br /&gt;but the days, passed by.&lt;br /&gt;So true.&lt;br /&gt;Can't go back, even if I want to.&lt;br /&gt;@ this point I'm wishing that Lewis...&lt;br /&gt;the inventor of time machine from Meet the Robinsons, is real!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna ask him to lend me his time machine so that I could go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wwoosshh... wait! a incident happen. I forgot the name of Lewis, the main character from "Meet the Robinsons" so I search for it. I was looking @ the casting when... I saw his name! ouch. Ho uncanny &amp;amp; disturbing this is! I'm trying to conceal myself from it, halow?! I sthis fate?! Or I'm jst exaggerating..?! This is the second time this thing happened, this week. First, in m friendster IMUXIC APPS. I"m looking for the song MOMENT OF TRUTH. Along with the FM Static was again, that NAME. Golly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//i186.photobucket.com/albums/x52/han23_05/1_582641967l.jpg"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; for PROOF and&lt;a href="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x52/han23_05/1_582641967l.jpg"&gt; click here&lt;/a&gt; for the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See for yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-6917564634340712956?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6917564634340712956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-painful-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6917564634340712956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6917564634340712956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-painful-moment.html' title='another painful moment'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-6992977990523920102</id><published>2009-06-04T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:48:40.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm missing him.</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing that smile.&lt;br /&gt;... those eyes.&lt;br /&gt;... that laugh.&lt;br /&gt;... the text messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,  there's nothing I can rely on except of a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A promise I'm not sure if firm enough to hold on to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever I hold unto it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;would it just smash me to the ground&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever find a way to forget him?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause really, thinking of him 720x a day is a tiring habit.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, it's a habit.&lt;br /&gt;can't get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;Even in my sleep. He's so punctual!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, I scratch my head&lt;br /&gt;wishing that he's just a dandruff...&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, he's a certified human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just console myself by believing that this is written on His 'checklist'. =)&lt;br /&gt;that He knows everything &amp;amp; sees these things &amp;amp; that these are just part of the molding process I must pass for me to hit the goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;How could I possibly fall to someone who's not going to be mine but His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-6992977990523920102?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6992977990523920102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-missing-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6992977990523920102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6992977990523920102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-missing-him.html' title='i&apos;m missing him.'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-3004701300233682177</id><published>2009-06-03T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:02:16.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the wee small hours.</title><content type='html'>last night.&lt;br /&gt;last 7-8hours of sleep inside his dear home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be another day and another change.&lt;br /&gt;He will leave his sweet life back home to live somewhere to prepare for his future.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he'll gets well wherever he'll go.&lt;br /&gt;God knows how clever he is and I know...&lt;br /&gt;He'll protect him from any harm...&lt;br /&gt;just like how God protect my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's now a part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; part of what am I going to be in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;He's such a dear friend that anyone would like to have.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I am certain that he deserves to be one of the best people I knew.&lt;br /&gt;Keep on rocking, Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-3004701300233682177?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3004701300233682177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-wee-small-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3004701300233682177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3004701300233682177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-wee-small-hours.html' title='in the wee small hours.'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-7010590506234241916</id><published>2009-06-02T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:27:54.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GLOBAL CRISIS: Its impact?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, just recently... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo&lt;/span&gt;, the President of the Republic of the Philippines, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had her breakfast @ Mcdonalds&lt;/span&gt; Paseo de Roxas branch in Makati City. She ordered coffee and a "longganisa meal" and had a chat with a group of call center agents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not so long, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;US President Barrack Obama&lt;/span&gt; had his "fast-food invasion" too @ F&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ive Guys Burgers and Fries&lt;/span&gt; @ Washington. Unlike PGMA, &lt;a href="http://voices.washingtonpost.com/44/2009/05/29/president_obama_burger_guy.html?hpid=sec-politics"&gt;Obama shelled out at least $80 in cash for his order (It's Php3,760 here in Philippines). According to press-pool observers, he had sandwiches for his entourage and the crew -- a burger with ketchup and fries for Williams, a cheeseburger with jalapeno, lettuce, mustard and tomato for himself.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe they decided to be "penny-wise", at least to help our falling economy?? Being thrifty. Whoa, that's what they called, 'cool'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Think ordering  from fast-food store is a good exposure, eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or they were just starving &amp;amp; please, they don't care about exposures... just food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whatever their reason was, the crew went nuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Should I ask how enormous is the impact of GLOBAL crisis?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or should I just remain silent and watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then, I can't wait to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jalal Talabani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, the current President of Iraq ordering fries &amp;amp; burgers too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/mcdonalds" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 142px; height: 128px;" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll127/sweetlouiii/mcdonalds.jpg" alt="mcdonalds Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One thing I like about this news  is that I love Mcdonalds too &amp;amp; No. 7 uplarge! Yehei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;image by: &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;PHOTOBUCKET&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-7010590506234241916?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7010590506234241916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/world-crisis-its-impact.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7010590506234241916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7010590506234241916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/world-crisis-its-impact.html' title='GLOBAL CRISIS: Its impact?'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1553611321040721407</id><published>2009-06-02T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:05:25.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>charlie bit me!</title><content type='html'>i lab this vid.!&lt;br /&gt;it's so funny, yet touching..&lt;br /&gt;better watch it!&lt;br /&gt;put your headphones/speakers on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I LAB THE ACCENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ouch! CHARLIE.... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1553611321040721407?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1553611321040721407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/charlie-bit-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1553611321040721407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1553611321040721407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/charlie-bit-me.html' title='charlie bit me!'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-2900092981264187264</id><published>2009-06-02T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:47:45.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>save me! it's not benign at all!!!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;it's getting worse!&lt;br /&gt;it's getting on my dearest nerves.&lt;br /&gt;wana put it off.&lt;br /&gt;but it just clutch like a leech.&lt;br /&gt;maybe I can use the word 'stain'.&lt;br /&gt;i hate leech.&lt;br /&gt;they're nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way.&lt;br /&gt;this is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;just don't want to mess up too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh...&lt;br /&gt;it's official school day tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ride it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-2900092981264187264?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2900092981264187264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/save-me-its-not-benign-at-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2900092981264187264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2900092981264187264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/save-me-its-not-benign-at-all.html' title='save me! it&apos;s not benign at all!!!!'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-4782740393840289123</id><published>2009-05-30T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T19:15:58.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drive - incubus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;- love this song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  so inspiring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  nkaka relate ako... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear &lt;br /&gt;And I cant help but ask myself how much&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer &lt;br /&gt;It's driven me before, it seems to have a vague &lt;br /&gt;Haunting mass appeal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lately I'm beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there &lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open eyes yeah &lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive &lt;br /&gt;Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive, oh oh &lt;br /&gt;It's driven me before, it seems to be the way &lt;br /&gt;That everyone else get around &lt;br /&gt;Lately, I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself, my light is found &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there &lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open eyes yeah &lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you choose water over wine &lt;br /&gt;Hold the wheel and drive &lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there &lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open eyes yeah &lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be ther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-4782740393840289123?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4782740393840289123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/drive-incubus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4782740393840289123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4782740393840289123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/drive-incubus.html' title='drive - incubus'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-3638633388617064651</id><published>2009-05-30T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T19:10:28.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unfinished business...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back for some thoughts... YES! kakarating ko lang from AdNU ORSEM 09. I actually didn't attend na the closing program. Got an emergency &amp;amp; I felt a li'l uncomfy kanina. Ok naman ung orietation, although I'm not feeling so energized. Kahit nga now, I don't feel doing some writings. Hai... how uncanny! I'm not like this! I'm a jolly person as far as I know. Naks naman... nag momoment-moment nanaman buh ko? tagal na nito ah?! aahh, miss ko lang siguro si anuh... si Mama... si Mamama... haha. oh wait, want to share this colored paper to you, filled with messages, messages from my block mates... messages that I don't know if they really do mean or just like what I did to their papers... scribbled in and out. But but, I wrote some serious matters naman dun. Some. Atleast meron. Oh wait, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your humble person and I hope to friends as time pass." - Luares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your so kind... Tnx ate."  (ate na pla ko ngayon... cge na nga.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"090940523**.. No. q." - Anonymous  (obvious! kanino kia 'to. Girl 'to for sure. Gonna text her later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ei, nyc meeting you, sana mabisto ta  ka pa. hehe"  - Tinay  (nice meeting you too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ei sana, maging close kita.. nice meeting u =p."  -  Alet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sana maging frindz tau. nice to met u."  -  Clowie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, hope we'll be friends."  -  Ica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi ate.. ingztx yagi... yem2 ir. If you need a fwend... ir lang me."  - Yem2  (ate nanaman ako!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alluh.. ingatx."   -  anonymous ('di ako nito kilala, for sure!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ei, gudluck na lang sato."  -  jhez  (isa pa 'to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi teh, nice meeting u. sana maging close kta ingat!!!! =) "  -  dhen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hope maging close din tau! teyker!"  -  juni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"keep safe... mag aral... God bless.. "  -  eriane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"study hard."  -  anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"an2tzporteen@gmail.com add nlng! friends?"  - anne  ( add nio rin xa! she's a pretty lass! swear!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a big smiley icon."  -  bernz    (_ _ _ _ !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sana maging friends kita.. gudluck.." - nhet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ei.. hope to know you better. Godbless!."  -  Mau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello gurl. sheilley is here. you can count on me as 1 of your friend. Gudluck. -05"  - sheilley/sheillay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'luv yah. study well!"  -  clarisse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tke cre!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello darlene!!! nice meeting you. 4 years pa tayong magsasama. hehe. gudluck satin..'  -  marie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hi darlene! H'wag naman "kuya". I'm hoping we'll get close.'  -  leonard ( I called him kua kase when I ask him if he could move a seat apart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, it's nice &amp;amp; great meeting you. I hope we'll be good friends."   -  charlene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi! Wanna know you more!"  -  raiza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God bless always! =) "  - anonymous  ( one of the boys 'to. feeling ko ung naka stripes or yung nka cap! &amp;amp; for sure wala clang kagagana ganang mag sign saaking boring na papel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A crown with smiley icon."  -  can't read his name. yung seatmate ko basta 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi. sna maging friends tao.. tnx"  -  almira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; xmpre ung galing sa facees namen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ei darlene.. good to see you here. I hope you can adjust soon. see you aroun.. god bless!"  -  nagj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I hope you open up more in the future. Ayt? Good work."   -   FORT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you picture me during ORSEM?! hai nakuuu.. totally different 'darlene" talaga! siguro ganun lang ako pag nasa new environment. I wish I cud adjust soon... like what facee Nagj said. Si facee Nagj, blogger din yan... kaso ayaw ibigay URL nia. ang mamot2 naman. juk! I understand... ayaw nang ma bulgar. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hirap nga namang mag adjust. That was, what? 2 das ago when I felt so sure of m decision. Sabi ko, "eto nah... Sure na 'to!"... Tapos after ng ORSEM, habang naglalakd ako palabas ng AdNU... until makasakay ako ng tryke... until I reached downtown... my mind is in the middle of uncertainty... I keep on asking, 'til now... "Is this what I want? If yes, why am I this odd? Am I doubting my decision? mali ba yung pinili ko na pinag laban ko ng pagka tagal-tagal?" I crossed bloody ocean just to get my credentials from my old school... I run for life just to be there, in that school... just to be a student of that course... but bakeeeeeet?! why am I this gloomy. I tried to cheer kanina. Just to amplif my mood... pero talagang 'di ko feel. I just clapped na lang para 'di naman ako mag mukhang 'kj'.  hai... mabe I'm just being in a hurry. things will change naman siguro pag dating ng regular classes. and besides, God has always been present whenever I call him. Perfect attendance! &amp;amp; I did prayed to him before... " if He wants me to be in that school, to be in that class... I'll be there." AMEN! He's gonna carry me all through out! Buti na lang. petit ako! haha. 'di sya mapapagod bitbitin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 'til here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninja signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-3638633388617064651?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3638633388617064651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/unfinished-business.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3638633388617064651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3638633388617064651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/unfinished-business.html' title='unfinished business...'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-8794821187739417365</id><published>2009-05-29T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:09:20.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ready to be filled up again... uDii.</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AdNU ORSEM 09&lt;br /&gt;3-day ORSEM.&lt;br /&gt;kanina lang ko nka attend. 2nd day.&lt;br /&gt;kanina lang din aqu kna enrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mejo nahirapan aqu to comply with my requirements&lt;br /&gt;because of some confusing processes  in regards with the release of these requirements in my former school.&lt;br /&gt;kia yun, I end up being temporary enrolled.&lt;br /&gt;ok lang.&lt;br /&gt;basta may 'ed' na ang word na enroll, ok n aqu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahiya aqu kanina pasok sa assigned room namen.&lt;br /&gt;late na kase.&lt;br /&gt;I have to introduce myself.&lt;br /&gt;I did it as simple as I cud.&lt;br /&gt;don't want to stand in front for a long time&lt;br /&gt;... with 20 pairs of eyes watching me.&lt;br /&gt;scary! I felt awkward.&lt;br /&gt;As in super eyed kase sila.&lt;br /&gt;nahiya aqu. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may essay kami ginawa.&lt;br /&gt;something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see myself as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eksena syempre yung answer ko.&lt;br /&gt;aba. aba. aba. juk lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i see myself as a blank paper, ready to be filled up again with new scribbles, writings &amp;amp; thoughts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang&lt;br /&gt;totoo naman yun.&lt;br /&gt;I start the day empty handed.&lt;br /&gt;Para laging may space for new learnings...&lt;br /&gt;ooooohh.. naks!&lt;br /&gt;pero di quh naman yah na- broadcast.&lt;br /&gt;hiya kase.&lt;br /&gt;next time na lang.&lt;br /&gt;ayoko maging epal dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUDOS nga pala sa two Facee namen,&lt;br /&gt;Si Ms. NajG and Mr. Fortun!&lt;br /&gt;Such interesting and jolly people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest?! I feel intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;why?!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;kase naman noh,&lt;br /&gt;nagka sama-sama na cla for 1 day &amp;amp; a half.&lt;br /&gt;tpos aqu, kaka enter lang.&lt;br /&gt;May love-triangle na nga eh.&lt;br /&gt;yung iba, feeling ko... may crush pa sa mga Facee namen.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang init nga kanina.&lt;br /&gt;Pero nka sweat shirt aqu.&lt;br /&gt;may sugat kase quh sa left arm.&lt;br /&gt;kahiya naman 2 show it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina, while touring around AdNU,&lt;br /&gt;nag iisip na 'ko what org. to join,&lt;br /&gt;NO to frats ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;for academics lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag picture taking pa for ORSEM 09.&lt;br /&gt;gonna get one!&lt;br /&gt;Php50 for the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna post it here&lt;br /&gt;pag nakuha 'ko na.&lt;br /&gt;yehei~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna wear green daw tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;last day ng ORSEM.&lt;br /&gt;yehei! favorite color ko pa naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma nakilala na pla quh.&lt;br /&gt;Si gretty??&lt;br /&gt;tama bang spelling, I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;She's cute &amp;amp; fair.&lt;br /&gt;mejo mataas aquh kanya...&lt;br /&gt;pero feeling ko she's kind.&lt;br /&gt;mahahalata mo naman yun sa face &amp;amp; movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito yung shocking!&lt;br /&gt;May isa quh classmate... a He.&lt;br /&gt;kala ko, sya yung crush quh sa former school quh.&lt;br /&gt;kamukha nia eh.&lt;br /&gt;pero mas matangkad 'tong classmate ko.&lt;br /&gt;haha. pra kong 'di college ahh.&lt;br /&gt;uyy.. juk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai, madugo ang dinaanan ko bago ko nka enroll ha.&lt;br /&gt;pero ok lang.&lt;br /&gt;no pain, no gain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign out na ko.&lt;br /&gt;I'll visit my aunty pa sa bahay nila.&lt;br /&gt;Na hospital xa last week, highblood.&lt;br /&gt;For sure laugh trip nanaman 'to with them.&lt;br /&gt;I really do have a great laugh with these relatives of mine!&lt;br /&gt;so, gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;wwwoooooossssshhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-29-09 7:58PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-8794821187739417365?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8794821187739417365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/ready-to-be-filled-up-again-udii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/8794821187739417365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll cross the bridge when I get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-8398517766628456466?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8398517766628456466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/pessimist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/8398517766628456466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/8398517766628456466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/pessimist.html' title='the pessimist'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-4298589291393240320</id><published>2009-05-27T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:34:23.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something has changed... my road. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tomorrow, I will lead a new career...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;new environment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ops! don't be mislead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not getting married. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;that's not the kind of change I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will enroll @ AdNU tomorrow morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; it means no coming back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I won't do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Know why I make so much fuss about this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;because it's something I chose... all by myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it means a lot to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not because I'm entering the poshest school here Naga City,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but because finally, I feel so responsible with my decision...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;with my career...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;with my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; it's like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"hey darlene, do your best! you're the one to blame!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(no reason to blame. won't do bad.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know what, now I truly believe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doing something I don't want is what I called job or obligation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but doing something with willingness &amp;amp; eagerness is what I call passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; that's what I have right now &amp;amp; the coming days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Passion to build my future coloring it bright &amp;amp; colorful. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I swear I am happy of what I had chosen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, there's a lot of negative opinions I reconsider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was supposed to graduate 2 years from now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But transferring to another school will bring me back to zero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not super zero actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I don't mind at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Excuses are lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; as my NSTP Instructor quoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I have to double or triple my time to get back to the race... I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; anyway, I'm not in a hurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm too young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; besides, this is what I picture myself... in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A successful AB-Communication graduate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Armed with knowledge &amp;amp; confidence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ready to face the another scenario of her life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;PROFESSIONA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;L @ heart and mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I should be the one behind the wheel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cause it's my OWN duty to drive my life the way I want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So if you'll ask where my route is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"Manong, to success &amp;amp; fullfillment street po.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-4298589291393240320?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4298589291393240320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-has-changed-my-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4298589291393240320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/4298589291393240320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-has-changed-my-road.html' title='something has changed... my road. =)'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-5402514817391503390</id><published>2009-05-25T09:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:01:21.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the show - lenka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a new self-confessed addict to this song.&lt;br /&gt;I actually first watched this on MTV-Asia. And I'm sooooooooo amazed, hypnotized, mesmerized by this song. I found myself digesting every lyrics/words of it. My friend even laugh @ me when she noticed that I kept singing its chorus wherever we are. even in our jeepney ride. =) lol! oh oh oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed she looked like Carmen Soo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img32.imageshack.us/my.php?image=www112120084.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img32.imageshack.us/img32/4066/www112120084.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img604.imageshack.us/content.php?page=blogpost&amp;amp;files=img32/4066/www112120084.jpg" title="QuickPost"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imageshack.us/img/butansn.png" alt="QuickPost" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quickpost this image to Myspace, Digg, Facebook, and others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;carmen soo (left) lenka (right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down&lt;br /&gt;Make it stop&lt;br /&gt;Or else my heart is going to pop&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's too much&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's a lot&lt;br /&gt;To be something I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool&lt;br /&gt;Out of love&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared but I don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is hot&lt;br /&gt;In the sky&lt;br /&gt;Just like a giant spotlight&lt;br /&gt;The people follow the sign&lt;br /&gt;And synchronize in time&lt;br /&gt;It's a joke&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;They've got a ticket to that show&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared but I don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared but I don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dum de dum&lt;br /&gt;dudum de dum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dum de dum&lt;br /&gt;dudum de dum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3-codes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/new-player-skin-2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/mediaplayer-2.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="false" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="&amp;amp;file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wrzuta.pl%2Faud%2Ffile%2F80EP11CkFe%2FTeka_feat_Lenka_-_Poca%C5%82uj_mnie.mp3&amp;amp;height=20&amp;amp;width=277&amp;amp;showeq=true&amp;amp;autostart=true&amp;amp;repeat=always&amp;amp;shuffle=false&amp;amp;volume=100" width="277" height="20"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3-codes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Show - Lenka&lt;br /&gt;FREE MP3 DOWNLOADS @ MP3-CODES.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-5402514817391503390?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5402514817391503390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/show-lenka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5402514817391503390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5402514817391503390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/show-lenka.html' title='the show - lenka'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1455727404999784873</id><published>2009-05-25T07:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T12:51:47.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a glimpse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey... just came back from the beautiful place of vast seas... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Want to give you a glimpse of someone's diary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I enjoyed reading it so I asked permission if I could publish an excerpt on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Fortunately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the owner agreed and was pleased 'cause her thoughts will be on the world wide web. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh oh oh.. wait! before you read it, you must take not of these legends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;*blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-  means the time I check my cell for text message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;[ ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; are the thoughts that crossed my mind while writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm starting to punish myself... again. Sabi ko na. [wait nag text na sya c= ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're talking/texting about "what time we usually sleep". haha. yah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para kaming mga 12 years old. [disadvantage of unlimited].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying so hard not to believe him, ok not so hard but I've been trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Um, baka nag text na? ai dae pah. ] And that's something na ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep saying to myself *blink that it's all lies *blink... He's *blink joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just having a good time... *blink yet, I want to believe him. *blink *blink again.... hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 'di kasi nila alam [who are they??] *blink mahirap din xa sa part ko....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para akong kumakapa sa dilim [naks! panitikan nanaman] *blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping for nothing... *blink *blink (words are censored on this part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagkakasala na ani ko bcuz of hijm. Lagot ako ki mother &amp;amp; father if they learn na inlove naman ang 'perfect' child ninda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[inlove man lang. Priority ko pa din sila &amp;amp; my career ofcourse].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for sure, mapapagalitan ako.. =( Kia nag dba, I was trying not to fall... *blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[may nag text na. it's Criz quoting bout she loves sleeping... 'cause it's her only escape from the pain she can't bear when she's awake =( .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo?! yah &amp;amp; duh. NO TO EMO] *blink *blink again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spare me... really! swear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying na sana he's serious... cuz if not, makaka compose rin ako ng emo quotaion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blink [meron na ulet!] He's in telling me that he end up thinking about somone cuz he can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blink actually, i'm the one who texted him with " I hate it when I can't sleep &amp;amp; I'm starting to miss someone and I end up laughing @ my self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then *blink he replied that "parang ganun daw sya last night" *blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied "you laugh din?! I did! haha". Duh. I'm so childish! *blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[malolobat na ko and I wanna ask sana "really?! &amp;amp; huz the one you're thinking of?" kaso... ang pangit naman nun. *blink parang gets ko naman na yun, deny pa ko. haha *blink. So So, I think he's just flirting. *blink but I ma hoping na sana hindi... =( *blink.  [tagal ng repaly ah?! gosh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blink *blink *blink hahaha.. Laughing trip 'to... ggrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to believe him but my heart says yes. [oooha... ooooha...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat can I do?! [maghugas ka. mag laba ka. maglinig.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dba sabi nila [who?!] love &amp;amp; happiness is a gamble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U have to make sugal for you to know if you'll [todoinkssssss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he missed me daw last night. What a flirt dude! pero kilig....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if he's just flirting?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmm... how can he miss someone he hardly knew?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait... dba, I miss him. oh? how can I miss someone I hardly knew?! wonderful question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any other?! gonna be happy or what? U won't know unless you try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/confused%20love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i454.photobucket.com/albums/qq265/viviluv_01/1lub.jpg" alt="confused love Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/confused%20love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg44/bayb_blonde/confused-1.jpg" alt="true love... Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ko na lang sa sarili ko, I'll just live the way I want my life to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just go wioth the flow and act if necessary. Wherever it takes me, I'll make the most of it and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about happiness ryt?. I still believe that if something is meant for you, then it will be yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD will find a way... if not, if you want it but you didn't have it then, thank you... 'cause at least 'those things' passed by. ryt?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF it's meant for you... then it's yours. If not, thanks anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/confused" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x122/Zaimless/confused_sm.jpg" alt="confused Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;credits to "THE NOTEY DIARY" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;graphics/photos by &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;PHOTOBUCKET&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1455727404999784873?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1455727404999784873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/glimpse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1455727404999784873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1455727404999784873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/glimpse.html' title='a glimpse...'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-5974968308441881986</id><published>2009-05-10T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:06:45.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>message failed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gosh. that's all I can say. Super gosh pala. Super many nangyari &amp;amp; I have to tell you those things. Or else, I'll explode! haha. Joke. Sorry, got no one to talk to here... so I'll just turn to you na lang. Let me begin with I got a new book, entitled "three weeks in Paris" author, Barbara Taylor Bradford. This is my second book about living in Paris. The first one is "Weekend in Paris"... (nice. it's all about weeks.haha) well, I bought this in BookSale @ SM-Naga with a friend. =) It took us 1 hour and a half to find a 'good' book @ National Bookstore. But can't find one that suits my taste so we decided to go off. We're supposed to stroll nalang sana, I never thought that there's a BookSale store there, so when I saw it, It really made me happy. I love Booksale, you see. Good books, affordable ones. NBS has good books too actually, but it just didn't catched my sense. I just grabbed this book from a corner &amp;amp; When I saw the word "Paris", I purchased it emmediately. Time is running out &amp;amp; my friend needed to go home. And speaking of that friend... umm, I found that 'person' so nice. what I like most about that 'person' is the way he laughs even my jokes isn't that reasonable enough to laugh at. &amp;amp; that 'person' really, really, really, makes me smile even on my worsiest mood. Got this incident, we're buying something kanina when a music filled the air.  And that song was my shoutout on my &lt;a href="http://friendster.com/mylink17"&gt;friendster account&lt;/a&gt;. it says " I used to know her brother, but I never knew I love her 'til the day she laid her eyes on me." Bnt I rephrase it to " I used to know 'a' brother, but I never knew I love 'him', til the day 'he' laid his eyes on me." =) We're actually singing the song kanina while choosing between C2 or Water. hahahahaha!! Another incident was when he touched my hand &amp;amp; asked me why it is cold... I laugh, I said... "naka super aircon kya 'tong mall!" hahahhha.. Wat'a rational answer! (umm.. kilig) The truth is, we're not into relationship.  Although I like him &amp;amp; he's courting me, still I think being committed isn't on my plans. I'm not  even sure if he 'really' likes me. Although he says naman that he is, can't help to have doubts. Not to mention that we are NOT allowed to have boyfriends not until we got our dimplomas na. I understand why my parents forbid me from having boyfriend.  It's because, I might end up having baby @ an early age w/o any degree. They want our future to be secured. I truly appreciate that. Having such thoughtful family. But see, I am a girl filled with high dreams &amp;amp; expectations. I wont go for something 'ordinary'. I want to be 'someone' with 'something special.' I won't  draw into something if it will give me 'unwanted responsibility'. I am too young, I believe. I'm not ready for such huge &amp;amp; for-life task. I got lots of 'beautiful plans' ahead that I have to fulfill for me to be contented and happy. The problem is, my parents used to treat me as just-like-the-other-teens-out-there... and that's their big mistake. I'm not like those kids. I know my limitations and I know how to 'implement' it. And that's somthing they must be aware of. I love my parents, I reall do. I love my whole family. And swear... they are my first priority along with God. I won't be here, I won't be struggling everyday to learn from school to graduate if my family isn't there... if there's no proud parents for me. You see, I can't bear to disappoint my fellas. And by the way, my family is enough for my worries... don't want to add up a new member! not now. I believe that there's a right time for that &amp;amp; now or later or the next day or month or year or decade isn't the right time. Today, it is right for aiming to goal the point of success. =)  I wish, I could say this to my beloved &amp;amp; worried parents. hahaha! Guess, I can't. There's nothing more terrifying than their lifetime liturgies. life. But I salute to my parents (sometimes) supportive, Mama and Papa, my (super) protective grandparents, Mama Tess &amp;amp; Daddy &amp;amp; my Lola &amp;amp; Lolo who never failed to let us feel we are loved &amp;amp; to my uncles &amp;amp; aunties who never hesitated to help &amp;amp; give... Thank you! Though I can't express it through words, you can feel it in m actions that I love you all 'equally' and I if I am given the chance to be born again, I want you guys to be the same family i will have &amp;amp; live with. by the way, I want to greet every &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;mothers and mothers @ heart a happy mothers day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it's their day today.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; there's nothing more noble than our mothers love. &amp;amp; we can give it back to them by making them proud of what we achieve. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-5974968308441881986?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5974968308441881986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/message-failed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5974968308441881986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5974968308441881986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/message-failed.html' title='message failed.'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-2900082139645676299</id><published>2009-05-07T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:32:20.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>difficulties and confusion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Im confused. Really... so confused. And right now, although I don't believe in such, I would prefer to use a crystal ball or fortune-teller cards than to guess what's going on... what's happening to me?! It was what? five days ago when I told myself over and over again that I must stop myself before its too late. I still remember how I tucked it in my mind the words "...darlene, this is such a wrong thing to do. You'll be hurt for sure. What?! 2-3 weeks from now, you'll cry and you'll just lurk in the corner to pity yourself." I heard myself saying... "No. Not now. Not now that I am happy. Not now that I am not ready." But everything has been said but nothing was understood. I didn't listen.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; True: One cannot convince herself of a thing,  when you know that it is not what you want to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; uhmm? wat'a quotation. I made that. But that's true. That's how I feel all these days. I heard this song and before, I can't relate to it... but now, haha. find it soooo true:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KM3xNkg079"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KM3xNkg079" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/MRvAxV/music/TS0UjYii/nina-foolish-heart/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish Heart - Nina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 48, 48);   "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I need a love that grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don’t want it unless I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But with each passin hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Someone, somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Will be there, ready to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I need a love that’s strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I’m so tired of being alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But will my lonely heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Play the part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Of the fool again, before I begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish heart, hear me calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Stop before you start falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish heart, heed my warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You’ve been wrong before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Don’t be wrong anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I’m feelin that feelin again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I’ve been playin a game I can’t win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Love’s knockin on the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Of my heart once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Think I’ll let him in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Before I begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish heart, hear me calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Stop before, you start falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish heart, heed my warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You’ve been wrong before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Don’t be wrong anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish, foolish heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You’ve been wrong before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish heart, hear me calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Stop before you start falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish heart, heed my warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You’ve been wrong before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Don’t be wrong anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh foolish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You’ve been wrong before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I like him. So much, indeed. But I just can't draw unto something when I am truly clueless of what's gonna happen next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-2900082139645676299?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2900082139645676299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/difficulties-and-confusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2900082139645676299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2900082139645676299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/difficulties-and-confusion.html' title='difficulties and confusion.'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-2713153035065672204</id><published>2009-05-07T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T15:33:45.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sudden hardships.</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile. It's been a long boring days of my life. And I've been trying to figure out how could this 'nothing-to-do-days' brought me hardships. It's amazing how I wake up each morning and breathe every second of the day with only one thought in my head. And that is him. And I want to end my misery as soon as possible. Funny, I thought everythings fine with me. But right now, as I keep on typing here... I fell like there's something missing... something that makes me feel this odd... I even ask me self? Am I really happy? or I'm just pretending to be one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-2713153035065672204?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2713153035065672204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/sudden-hardships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2713153035065672204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2713153035065672204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/sudden-hardships.html' title='sudden hardships.'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-363894147309244027</id><published>2009-04-23T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:07:12.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahai.. chikka. chikka. chikka</title><content type='html'>madami pero next time na lang.. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-363894147309244027?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/363894147309244027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/hahai-chikka-chikka-chikka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/363894147309244027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/363894147309244027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/hahai-chikka-chikka-chikka.html' title='hahai.. chikka. chikka. chikka'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-539224212344283069</id><published>2009-04-15T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:48:26.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend in paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gigi Levangie Grazer'/><title type='text'>Weekend in Paris (novel)  - Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weekend in Paris&lt;/span&gt; is a must read novel. It is a true blockbuster! For me, it is the search for happiness, for fulfillment and for self-worth. And it implies that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;one's happiness is not in the hand of other people but in our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If we want to feel and attain the peak of our fulfillment we must choose between things; things that we thought will help us to find our own self without relying on others, things that could give us long term contentment and things that is not that so sure of what will happen after you chose it.  It's a little bit difficult because you want all those things but it won't be that complicated if you're wise enough to decide and stand for what you think will give you the chance to know the real you without being dependent to someone.  We must not center our life with a certain person/thing.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;W e must explore new possibilities and learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And of course that means we need to leave something behind (even that thing/person matters to us) to face something new... A sacrifice, yes. The story also denote that for us to be happy and contented we must not let other people run our lives. We must stand for what we think is right and be responsible for our actions. We must not stick to something that never makes us blissful.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;We don't deserve it if we know that we are more than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What I like most in this story is the toleration of breaking-free or freedom.  After the hard working days, we must play and relax. Live life like a careless kid even just for a little while.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Life must be all about being free, contented, happy and gathered up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compliments to&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gigi Levangie Grazer&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;for coming up with this splendid posh novel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-539224212344283069?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/539224212344283069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-in-paris-novel-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/539224212344283069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/539224212344283069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-in-paris-novel-review.html' title='Weekend in Paris (novel)  - Review'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-1902316451128618960</id><published>2009-04-14T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:02:05.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sudden thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;weird weird weird... really weird. Things just go into different ways without a li'l notice. funny. that's why I love this life cause it's full of posh surprises! And those surprises really shocked me. But, but but, some people hate surprises because it's awful to be surprised, really, for them. I remember once when a friend told me weeks before her birthday, "Hey, don't give any surprise. I'll kill you." "Then I'll give you a handcuff then," I replied. haha. Some people hate surprises 'cause they dunno what could be their precious reaction. But me, I don't mind about that super reaction. What's nice about surprises is that it puts you into different state of feelings. It gives thrill to your life and It gives you the chance to experience something different that you won't feel often times in your life.  Someone said, Life is full of surprises, so expect the unexpected! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-1902316451128618960?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1902316451128618960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/sudden-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1902316451128618960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/1902316451128618960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/sudden-thought.html' title='sudden thought'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-2745008245275481784</id><published>2009-04-14T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:21:00.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lonely day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wat'a lonely day it is. Super bored and super sad. Just don't know what to think and do. I woke up this morning having hard time to breathe (my asthma, i guess) and a little pain in my chest. I looked for my medicine and felt alright after I took it. I wanted to sleep again but can't breathe normally while lying in bed. So I just sat down. I felt so low and lazy and tired, but I have to cook some meal and have my clothes cleaned. So I just forced my self to do those things, anyway it's not that tiring to do. I have to take a bath 2x to booze my energy and I decided to update my blog. Yesterday I went downtown with Mom to have something fix. After we ate @ McDonald's, I asked Mama if I could stroll somewhere to have some moment.Then a friend texted me if I could meet him somewhere. He wants to hang around and asking me for company. I just don't like the idea of hanging around that day with a buddy (basically, I just want to lurk alone) but can't text him back saying I can't go. So I had a scheme. I know the RTW store where his ex-girlfriend works (summer job). And as far as I remember he told me that he misses that ex-girlfriend of his but can't meet her 'cause he felt reluctant to do so. So I replied him with "uki. let's visit Gi @ her workplace. I'm on my way". He agreed immediately. He's annoyed not tracing my shadow on that RTW Store. The truth was I never went there. I just set him up. He was texting me like "where are you? are you coming here or not?" as if he didn't want the scene. hahaha. " Go, talk to her. U missed her right?", I replied . I was eating and laughing while watching him go ( I was in a fastfood where the walls were glass ones, I mean see-through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; which is near the RTW store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;). He's asking me to meet them there but I can't. I won't leave my precious meal just because he's being another dummy again. He told me he's mad. I told him thats what he wants in the first place, and he must thank me for doing it giving him the chance to see his ex without making him look too desperate and don't act as if he's a victim 'cause I am doing him a favor. He told me that I am so mean. Which I know I am not. I'm just want to lend him a hand. I know how he loves his ex, until now. And I know that he really misses her. I found the situation so funny. That I really laugh so hard that the people looked around me. hahaha. He's such a baby. An inlove baby, indeed haha. IDK if what I did was right or wrong. And I don't care. I have important things to think of. And besides, that was just part of my plaful mind. So to him, you you you.. bow down to me boy, you owe me that thing! hahaha. don't be such pretender.. i know you like the set-up thingy! haha. that's really funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-2745008245275481784?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2745008245275481784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/lonel-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2745008245275481784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2745008245275481784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/lonel-day.html' title='a lonely day'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-6969795940462776243</id><published>2009-04-14T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:35:32.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wee hours 04.13.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gonna sleep!&lt;br /&gt;nytie nyt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to sa.&lt;br /&gt;just want to update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice reading!&lt;br /&gt;tnxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-6969795940462776243?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6969795940462776243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/wee-hours-041309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6969795940462776243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/6969795940462776243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/wee-hours-041309.html' title='wee hours 04.13.09'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-3151658653941963518</id><published>2009-04-01T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:26:32.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend in paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rescue me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love story'/><title type='text'>termination date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"termination date"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai... 2 days are almost over. 2 nights was spent again, so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iba talaga when you're here sa city. super speedy ang oras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;  tomorrow uuwi nanaman kame sa bukirin. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos na ang purpose of going back here sa ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think I'll be back here soon for my enrollment sa new school ko.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of new school. I decided to go for ateneo de naga to pursue AB Journalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it will be a wonderful &amp;amp; productive 4 years for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could pull na the oras para june na ulet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can go to school na. Para busy na. hahahai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But xmpre, I have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will wait with sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil nagpapahinga pa ang bulsa ni Parents,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'di mag papahinga ang aking desire to read &amp;amp; enhance my vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naks! mukang studious...  ('di naman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kya, when Mama Tess told me kanina that she will buy me someting I want,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumunta agad ako sa book section to buy new books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang dilemma mag search sa sobrang daming worthy books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could but them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course... I'm not rich to buy it all of a sudden noh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came up with this two books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is very cheap naman compare to other books there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first is this book entitled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;RESCUE ME&lt;/span&gt;, author: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gigi Levangie Grazer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/b-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose this book because of the cover. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bcuz of it's title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang babaw ko but it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cover and the title speaks for itself naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second is a novel entitled &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;WEEKEND IN PARIS&lt;/span&gt;. by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROBYN Sisman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=a-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/a-1.jpg" alt="weekend in paris, a novel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama was in a hurry na,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i saw the word '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;', i just grabbed it from the bookstand haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how I love paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to go there, I must have an imagined snap shot na of it dba?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aalis na kame tomorrow but mai baon ako! hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many na kong gagawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guitar, books, photos! hahahaii.. can't wait to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikaw? what's your schedule this summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make sure that it is something worthwhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every second is an opportunity to learn so why waste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pnu na yan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see yah soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... btw. I promised from my old site na mag e-story tell ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout what I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaso I think I have to get that promise back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry! kase naman, I think it would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt; sa mga authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If saabihin ko na yung kwento, bka d na kau bumili nung book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write a review na lang.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry again.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks sa &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;PHOTOBUCKET&lt;/a&gt;, my image hoster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-3151658653941963518?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3151658653941963518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/termination-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3151658653941963518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3151658653941963518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/termination-date.html' title='termination date'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-6441994359442249555</id><published>2009-04-01T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:28:28.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;last week, umuwi kame sa tinambac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;vacation eh. since walang pasok, wala ding allowance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kya need umuwi para wag magutom. hihi ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yah, vacation is such a boring season of all seasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hindi busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;you can do anything you want til you get bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;thank goodness for some special occasions happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;nagiging makabuluhan pa rin ang summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;but of course dko naman hahayaan na ganun na lang yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sayang naman ng mga days if i'll just lurk around and snore forever dba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;last March 28, graduation rites ng school where my Mama works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;we (me &amp;amp; ate) helped decorating the stage. oohh dba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;although wala naman akong masyadong natulong kse all I did was picture taking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;for my blog kase. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;well, it all ended well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;CONGRATULATIONS PALA SA  BATCH 2009! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;specially with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NCF's 2009 Graduates&lt;/span&gt;.. (madami-daming alumnus din 'to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;NCF's CRIMINOLOGY&lt;/span&gt; Students...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;mga seatmates ko sa&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Environmental Science under MS. Adith Aguillon&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ochoa, Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Estallo, Jasper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Frondozo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and sa lahat ng classmates ko sa Envi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;" pacnxa na, dko maalala lahat ng names nio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;congratulations&lt;/span&gt;... homebase na kamo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of you guys! Mga relax-relax lang pero mga astig palan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naks naman... took the review seriously para makapasa sa board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not, security guard bagsak nio. juk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, do it all with God's blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So much for that' accdg. to Ochoa.&lt;/span&gt; hihi " =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Ego&lt;/span&gt;... thank you for the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt;' vocabulary you shared to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so nice to disseminate it to us na hindi nkaka alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana someday, mag publish ka ng sarili mong grammar book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll buy one! joke joke joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang EGO mo nanaman jn bka natamaan ko nanaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag ilag kana lang. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&amp;amp; xmpz... para sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;classmate ko sa World Literature under Mrs. Nabong&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;na kakatext lang sako now na ma jam daa kame. hihi. (dae pa ko nkaka reply)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;IDOL&lt;/span&gt;.. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Christian Bausa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;goodluck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I know ma aachieve mo tong "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl with a laptop&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hahahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;maka missun ka ai.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;oh well, mailingan paman tau.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;gusto kong mailing ang "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;favorite shoes mo&lt;/span&gt;" sa future. hahahah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;MAKE US PROUD&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;so back to my kwento... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;to make my vacation more busier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I am doing some guitar lessons by myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Aside from that I do picture taking if there's a beautiful sighting. hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dami ko na ngang close up eh. joke!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I have some afternoon pictures @ home. Such a striking view as the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sky turns orange&lt;/span&gt; in color. I loved it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;here's the photos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;feel free to view!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://s609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/b.png" alt="sunset" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sunset1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://s609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/c.png" alt="sunset" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sunset2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://s609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=d.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/d.png" alt="sunset" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sunset3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://s609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/e.png" alt="flower background" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;flower1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://s609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=h.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/h.png" alt="sunset" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sunset4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://s609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=j.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/j.png" alt="sunset" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sunset5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://s609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=k.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/k.png" alt="sunset" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;flower background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://s609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=l.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/l.png" alt="sunset" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and ofcourse... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;my favored photo&lt;/span&gt; as of now...&lt;br /&gt;super like ko 'to.&lt;br /&gt;the girl is my older sister, &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/44512073"&gt;Mefedonna&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;she said her legs looks good daw pla after this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for bigger photos, check out my &lt;a href="http://friendster.com/mylink17"&gt;friendster account&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to &lt;a href="http://s609.photobucket.com/albums/tt177/mylink_2009/"&gt;PHOTOBUCKET&lt;/a&gt;, my image hoster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-6441994359442249555?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://friendster.com/mylink17' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-2760343066024765930</id><published>2009-03-25T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:29:22.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idol's birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;happy birthday IDOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/police%20graphics" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb222/marylandsunshine1954/graphics/police.jpg" alt="Bear Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;apee graduation! sa wakas homebase na teo.. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tpos na ang happiness, miseries and persistence sa college life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yaun kna sa part na "new direction again" (menopausal part. juk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;uya na ang new road for you to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and as you go on that road, need mo ng bayaan si dating road kung saen ka nag travel (using your airplane. hihi and with the girl with a laptop. hihi) for almost five years (wow,  feeling close ako. hihi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and sana... sana... as you leave this road where you met us (met me hihi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sana you know how to look back and sana when you had the chance to look back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sana bistado mo pa kame. udiiman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;inshort, dae ka malingaw samu. hhii^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;lalo na ki Samantha tz ki Bonny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Lalo naman duman sa narrator! yehei! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;eu man lang daa plan yan, nag pra english pa. hihi^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;seriously speaking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;salute ako 2u Idol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Idol nga kita.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Poon plang sa world literature...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;haha. sana klasmeyt tka ulit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;haha. juk! balikbayan ka kian... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yehey! twenty years old na xa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(mano po, idol. hihi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;good luck sa new age moh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;aram ko, ma aachieve mo ang mga dreams mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;nag popoon ka plang kia dae mo muna tupadun itong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"girl with a laptop". hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tama na muna yang "toga &amp;amp; dimploma" mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dae ka muna mag gibo ning trophy using the "girl with a laptop". hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hay, anu na daw kita after 5 years.. dpat mag irilingan pa kita kyan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;miss kna kian ni bonnie tz ni sam tz ni narrator yehii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;so pnu ba yan, till here nlng..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- mag comment sa &lt;a href="http://friendster.com/mylink17"&gt;friendster ko&lt;/a&gt; eu?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-e-featured mo man daw q. hihi. kulang pa man bga c featured mo, ako nlng. hihi. juk! super juk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-aram ko tampururut ka. Basta pag pde ako mag attend sa graduation mo, ma attend ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-u know naman aq, dapat gbos legal ( kia dae mo q pde ikulong, haha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-pag tig tugutan talaga ko, maiiling mo nlng ko duman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-tz sa bday mo saaga... happy birthday in advance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-again, sori... dae nanaman ko ma attend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ingat pirmi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;goodluck sa board!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;mag serious sa review para maka pasa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;pag police kna, dae mo q tagupun ni maam nabong. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;geh ingat ingat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;mamimiss ko kamu soooooobra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-darlene...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-2760343066024765930?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://profiles.friendster.com/78374979' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2760343066024765930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/idols-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2760343066024765930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/2760343066024765930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/idols-birthday.html' title='idol&apos;s birthday!'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb222/marylandsunshine1954/graphics/th_police.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-5728169917871905586</id><published>2009-03-22T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:30:32.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Occurrence To Eog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ust recently, umuwi kami ng Cagliliog (our hometown in Tinambac) for fiesta. And along the way of coming home and going back, sobrang daming nangyari which I considered unpleasant ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So let me start with going there. Unfortunately, it was exam week (16-18) that time so we planned to be there by 18 after the final examination (18-19). My cousin sobi and I was left here in Naga while Mom went home a day before 18. So that night of 17th, we were preparing na our need-to-bring things when someone knocked on the door, it was my sister &amp;amp; her friend.We decided then to leave by noon after Sobi's class . It was all well that day, I woke up @ 5:30 to ready my cousin to school and pumunta din ako sa school ko that day to have my clearance signed. By 12 o'clock, we're on our way to home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nasa tryke na kame that time and I was thinking if Sobi brouhgt water along with him (he easily get hungry, that's why he needs food while on a ride) When I remember that I forgot to bring the bread na pinabili sakin ni Mama before she left. Kasama dun yung mayonnaise! Syempre, I emmediately said "KUya, para!" I went back home to get the bread. And sabi ko sa ate ko na, hintayin ako sa terminal cause dapat sabay-sabay kaming umalis.  When I was on my way na to the terminal, ma nag text sakin which is my cousin telling me that mauuna daw sila, sumunod na lang ako. I went mad ofcourse! But then she texted me again, saying that hinihintay daw ako nung jeep na sinaksakyan nila. So that was it. nakahabol pa din naman ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But syempre, it was like nakakahiya sa ibnag passengers. Then sabi sakin ni Criz, "parang iiyak na si Sobi kanina nung aalis na kmi tpos wala kpa." So ok na. After 3hours straight of byahe, na -reach din namin yung place &amp;amp; tell you, I grew up there! It's a beautiful mini-baranggay.Feel na Feel dun ang fiesta.. Sobrang dami ng tao kse. May mga phamplets, banners tpos colorful talaga. Kumain kami ng crab and steamed fish... sarap! brutal na ung pagkain namin kse we're so gutom na talaga. When we got in there, yung first task is to make buko salad. The problem is yung buko, naiwan sa jeep! So we have to look for the jeepney sa terminal to get the buko. So that was it. Habang ginagawa namin yung buko, nag usap2 kami to have swimming (dagat lang naman po ang nakapaligid dun and mind you, maganda ang beach dun! pramis!) We all agreed then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Kaso yun, di ako nakasama kse yung mga cousins and kapatid ko, wlang magbabantay. Kase po, yung mga maid, ayun... nag sipag lakwatsa din. hay. I was so mad talaga kse prang wala silang care. duh! By the time na bumalik yung mga maid, sumunod ako sa dagat, pero 'di na ko naka sunod kase they're going home naaaaaa!! i missed the fun ofcourse... eto pa, they went to the sayawan, and again, di ako nakasama kase my knee hurts (again). ganda nuh?!  so I just stayed @ home doing my part time job, "tga taste ng mga lutong putahe". hahaha. Pero naka habol pa din naman ako when my Mom told me to get my younger sister na nandun cause it's already 2 oclock. So I went there to get her nga with cousin Criz. And yes, she insisted to stay for another 30 minutes. So ok, naghintay ako ng 30 minutes which turned out to be 1hour.  And sa paghihintay na yun, two guys invited mo to dance with them, separately ofcourse. But syempre, It was so awkward not to metion that I'm just wearing pantulog that time. I don't mean naman to wear something posh, pero my attire doesn't siut the occasion. And besides ayuko naman talaga to go there and dance with them. So I refused. After a while a guy, who happened to be my crush when I was a "kid" came to me again to ask the same thing, I said No ofcourse. Then he said that he's so malas daw. Whew! Dapat talaga pala di ako sumama sayo. haha. isip ko lang.  Then I pointed out my ate who was dancing that time (he was her ex-bf) and said, "yun na lng invite mo oh." he said, 'ok. if ayaw mo." After that, I forced my younger sister to go home with me since it's 4 Am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Morning.... I mean, wake up time. My ate, our cousin criz and Grace, our friend was having a chikka in bed. I heard my ate said that "Hey know what, yung Ex ko, hinanap daw ako sainyo (referring to me and Criz)"  Wow! ang kapal naman ng lalaking yun! Sabi ko " NOpe kia, he invited me to dance but I refused. He won't get rid of me so I pointed you out to ask you to dance with him."  Duh. He's soooooo duh tlaga.. Making stories pa. He looked like an idot tuloy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;to be continued... (My wrist hurts na and my knee hurts again... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-5728169917871905586?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5728169917871905586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/occurrence-to-eog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5728169917871905586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5728169917871905586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/occurrence-to-eog.html' title='Occurrence To Eog'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-3409454144940656491</id><published>2009-03-22T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:03:45.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PRISAA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tigers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCF'/><title type='text'>Kudos to NCF-Tigers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Just recently, Reg'l PRISAA was held here in Naga City. Super dami ng mga delegates na dumating from other provinces. Events was held in different corners of Naga City. Fortunately, some of the events such as Sepak Takraw game, our national sport and Taekwondo was held in our school. NCF dominated in the events of Takraw, Badminton, Athletics and Taekwondo (one of the jins is my friend, Allan). Not to mention the 33 gold, 12 silver and 3 bronze that was gathered by varsitanians I can really say that our NCF-Tigers were one of the best teams in Bicol Region.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This coming NAT'l PRISAA on April will be held here in Naga City, the NCF-Tigers will represent the Bicol Region! How awesome is that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;KUDOS TO OUR TIGERS and to their respective Coaches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP GROWLING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;credits:&lt;br /&gt;THE NAGA COLLEGIAN NEWSLETTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-3409454144940656491?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3409454144940656491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/kudos-to-ncf-sepak-takraw-regus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3409454144940656491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3409454144940656491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/kudos-to-ncf-sepak-takraw-regus.html' title='Kudos to NCF-Tigers'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-7798825549011000468</id><published>2009-03-12T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:47:46.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Indira Daphne Arevalo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img34.glitterfy.com/71/glitterfy-flpbk12053434887834.gif" alt="Photo Flipbook Slideshow Maker" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMzY4NTM*NjQwOTMmcHQ9MTIzNjg1MzQ3MjM3NSZwPTc*MzIxJmQ9Jmc9MSZ*PSZvPWMyYWU*ZWE4ZTRlZjQzOGViYTViZWVjNjI3MmM2MmJm.gif" border="0" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sparklee.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img108.mytextgraphics.com/sparklee/2009/03/12/b2df8074e4f11ba8c828f4b5995bada7.gif" alt="Glitter Words - http://www.sparklee.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;IT'S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://profiles.friendster.com/35328161"&gt;DAPHNE'S&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;way back into looooooove..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x52/han23_05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Haleyy-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x52/han23_05/Haleyy-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;yan ang FAVORITE tagline namin. hihi^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;nood kya kme kadto ning movie entitled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g116/lyndsibible/music_and_lyrics.jpg"&gt;MUSIC and LYRICS &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;(favorite namin yan!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;tpos ang favorite part namin dun is yung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;ne-revived ni &lt;a href="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x52/han23_05/Haleyy-1.jpg"&gt;Cora&lt;/a&gt; yung song into steamy &amp;amp; sticky. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;tpos yan yung intro nya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;if na watch nyo yun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;alam niu ung part na yan.. hihi^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;anyways... let's pay attention to the celebrant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;si Daph kse... (pag dae ko ni pinakaray,  saaga nasa dyaryo na ko!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;honest... si Daph ay isang girlalu.. hihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;a very kind and funny girlash..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;kia nga trip ko syang friend ta super funny sya, (like me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;friends na kami since childhood (memories)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;trip mi kadto magsakat ning balimbing! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;tapos mag step-no. haha talaga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;tapos mag iwal! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;paraiwal kami kadto. (take note, KADTO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;nag bago na kame..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;serial killers na kame ngonian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;hahaha.. nag lala daa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;pero ang totoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;maboot kame... (pag may bulong.. haha juk!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;so serious nah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;maboot yan si daphne...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pag kaiba mo yan, maung dull moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;laftrip mode pirmi pag jamming kame..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;maski kami lang duwa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;ulay2 kami kyan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;about ki...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;JIMBOY... haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Emman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;ki uhmmm.. Allen (kadtong mga panahon! haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;tpos ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;BIG BROTHER angd little brother. hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;(lahat lalaki... haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;pero nag uulay man kme kyan ni daph ning ibang bagay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;arog kang FHM. hahaha! juk! (deny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;pero ang pinaka gusto ming pag ulayan itong about sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;LIFE...  pnu nagkaugwa ning life ang tao... kung saen hali nag tao... lalo na kung pnu nabuo ang tao.. hahaha! super juk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;So may storya ako about ki daph...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;sarong kauruudtuhing aldaw, mainitun take note!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;naglalakaw kami pauli saenda kang biglang ma mag aging "car"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;as in car... kotse... wheels... awto! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;biglang nagkurahaw ang babae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;"KOtse ni Jimboy!" sabay dalagan... Ay ta eu, hinabol si kotse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Di ako man na kapay, habong mawalat ay ta duminalagan man! hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;sabi ko man "Daph, halat! masain ka?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Cgru, sabi kadto ni Jimboy... "Oh may nakawan gaud na nagyayari. Snatch I mean!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;hahahah! D uto na si "car" hahahaha! kami, nag hihingal hingal.. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;die-hard fan kaya ni si Dap ni batista-lool alike. wahaha! (suba mo man kang muscles ito!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Uya pa... ibang storya naman ni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;kadtong mga aki pa kame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;may nakua akong surat kaiyan. hahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;duman sa may pasiring sa school ko nakua,  gurusut na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;pero kahit ganun na sya, nakita ko pa rin ang nilalaman niyon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;ang nakasulat ay....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dear Allen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Love, Daphne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;hahahaha!! deny deny pa nag hanep.. may ibedensya man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;pero sabi nya kadto paman daa to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;uya pa ang magaun, Adik man lang si Allen. hahahahahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;hikig mo sa mga wild made!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;pero dae ka, hali man daa to DATI si Allen sa BOYSCOUT SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;pero after few months, nag uli!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;dae kya ang susug ning konsensya.. hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ugwa pah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dahil mag "city gurls" na kame.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dae kami nag papara duman sa baylehan during fiesta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Kang last last year, nka isip man kami mag duman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Kaso ang prob. nag uuran. hahahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;kya e2, dae na lang kame nag dagos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;nag uli na lang kami sa harong tpos nagkakan ning salad. hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;makanusun ang experience! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;So pipira lang yan sa mga pinag daan mi ni Dap together! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;and sa mga panahon na yan... puro kaugmahan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;and ngonian na bday nia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;saru na ni sa mga tribute ko saiya.. haha ( gru sa gadan juk!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;so pra sa creative, intelligent and full of spirit and dreams na girlalu na ni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happy%20birthday" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss178/kiwi_angel7/Happy_Birthday.jpg" alt="happy birthday Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;blow your candle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;dae mag bago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;dakula na yan... tama na yan... hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;juk juk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;dae kna mag pra pa dakula ta dae kna kyan makakaagom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;goodluck sa relationship nindo ni Jimboy.. haha (asa!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;mayaman ka na. Lola mo na ang ma kagsadiri kang UNC. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;masakay kna man duman sa yate nindang naka display sa atubangan kang mansion ninda. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;(libre ang mangarap!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;pero dae mo i-give up ang dream mo to be a STEWARDESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;maski dae ka man qualified, susuportahan tka.. juk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;sana ngonian na fiesta maka bayle na kita! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;so iu yan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;happy birthday again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;and be good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;lub you lub ou..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;muuahhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;ang dae ko nalilingawan na sabi kni sakong girlash nani....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;aanuhon mo man ang ****..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;kung ugwa man lang muro..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;bwhahahahahaha!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;PEACE OUT Daph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/i%20love%20you" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i350.photobucket.com/albums/q412/vitadacani/i-love-you.gif" alt="LOVE Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/xoxo" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll297/amitty19/XO.jpg" alt="XOXO Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-7798825549011000468?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7798825549011000468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-indira-daphne-arevalo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7798825549011000468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7798825549011000468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-indira-daphne-arevalo.html' title='For Indira Daphne Arevalo'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-9147118266899910700</id><published>2009-03-10T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:31:40.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my happy moments today 03.10.09 3:43PM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I remember Santino said that "Dapat bilangin natin yung magagandang nangyayari, 'wag yung masama". I heard this phrase before, many times already. I even utter this to myself before  for comfort. But I dunno why it has more impact when a kid says it. I would like to say Congratulations to Kapamilya Channel (i'm not kapamilya or kapuso, I prefer NatGeo or MTV) for coming up with this teleserye May Bukas Pa which is  suitable for any age. There's an incident happened with m seven year old cousin Sobi (the only muslim in the family) who suddenly asked Moma one night to wake him up at 9pm because he's going to hug Bro. (Jesus).  He knew that he's a muslim and he's aware of the difference between the two. Sometimes nga he doesn't eat pork (unless it's Adobo). Sabi nya, "I won't eat pork kase magagalit si Papa". hehe. How funny. Anyway, as i said a while ago,  I congratulate Abs for having this kind of show on thier station. I am really amazed with the kid who's playing the role of Santino. He's a real wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go back to the counting of merits, I am going to count it now. hehe. I hate math but I love counting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;To top the list... My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-328.friendster.com/e1/photos/82/37/39307328/1_789045344l.jpg"&gt;CS (computer studies)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt; classmates (Liberal arts ako) are so funny talaga. It's good talaga to be sorrounded by funny and happy people, i found myself so happy and carefree after the sessions of laughing with them. Laughter is the only priceless gift anyone can have. Im thankful for I received many today! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Another reason is that I had m project for finals done! That means I have more time now for other requirements. Yehey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;And another reason to be happy... I ate Goya today! So sweet.. love goya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;And another reason to be happy is I have something to write on my blog! Horray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ooh, it's election day tomorrow.  Candidate for secretary, yours truly. hehe. Naks! The funny thing is there's one party lang which is US, meaning no rivalry at all. But we still need 50% votes to be proclaimed as the new set of officers. Elections inside the school is a practice field already for students who will  vote soon for the change of our nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I just received a message from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/78374979"&gt;Christian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;, a friend of mine in and outside the school. His message says that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you'll never get back. Your time is our life. That's why the greatest gift to someone is your time. Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is T-I-M-E because the essence of love is not what we think or do but how much we give ourselves. God is good all the TIME. (naks)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I agree with it. when you give your time to someone, it means giving that someone a portion of your life. Me, if someones making time just to help or meet me, I really appreciate it. Even if it is just his/her spare time or vacant period, still I thank them for spending it with me of all the people they knew. And I also agree that the essence of love is how much you give YOURSELF ( i mean the attetion, not the body). Cause that's love, you have to give and receive attention from both parties... if not, it will be one sided love and it's not healthy at all! (exeperienced?! yeah.. haha. not with boyfriend-boyfriend thingy but with peers/friends). And I really really agree that God is good ALL the time. I won't defend Him anymore for HE speaks for Himself. Maybe there are times when we think God's not giving what we ask from Him, inspote the fact of what He said: "Ask and thou shall receive". Though this may sound a cliche but, I believe that there's always a reason for anything that happened... that we are the one who chooses what we are going to be or have in the future. So I believe therefore that once we ask something to God, he didn't give it emmediately. He give some sort of test first if we are deserving or ready to have it or if we really NEED it to have it. And by those tests he gives, we learn. God never give what you ask as soon as you beg for it because he's God, not a genie. And God wants us to LEARN and LIVE that learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;whew! i've said many things na pala. hehe. I'm gonna leave you with a question lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;so what if one day, an angel comes down and inform us na "God will grant ONE wish from you... anything. so wish now! just one." what will wish?! yung totoo ha! don't be so plastik! you can answer on my comment box on the right. i'm gonna wait! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;be happy! smile! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-9147118266899910700?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9147118266899910700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-happy-moments-today-031009-343pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/9147118266899910700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/9147118266899910700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-happy-moments-today-031009-343pm.html' title='my happy moments today 03.10.09 3:43PM'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-5401693724903030409</id><published>2009-03-09T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:56:43.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Video from Youtube</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1DXQqN03XZQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1DXQqN03XZQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;just yesterday, I was browsing Youtube for Pooh-kyaw videos.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, but it is my hobby already watching funny clips of Pooh-kyaw, Chocoleit, Vice Ganda, Pokwang . haha. I laugh so hard talaga everytime I watch them. And that's one of the my regimens. Practice it too and you'll be frown-free all day long!&lt;br /&gt;If I have the chance na, I'll go wowowee or laugh line or comedy bar where they work. I'm gonna watch them!&lt;br /&gt;I love the "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MG66oa719IA"&gt;boyfriend story&lt;/a&gt;" of Pooh! haha. (click it to watch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was it, I was browsing when I accidentally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;viewed and watched this video &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;and it feels so great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hihi^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;better watch it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;video by &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/"&gt;Youtube.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;code&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 187);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-5401693724903030409?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5401693724903030409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-video-from-youtube.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5401693724903030409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/5401693724903030409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-video-from-youtube.html' title='A Great Video from Youtube'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-7325664240561354258</id><published>2009-03-09T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T10:22:44.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;FINALLY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;'m so happy... After 8hours of working on this PC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I came up with a beautiful blog of mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I want to say &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/thank%20you" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p146/bearwolwitch/thank_you-1.gif" alt="THANK YOU Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to the designer of the template...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;though I had some editing done on it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;It's a real big help to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I love my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;this is my third one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;the first two were disasters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;and I almost took aside the idea of making  a better one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;but of course, giving up isn't on my little dictionary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;that's why i came up with this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;and plus, I was really inspired by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;FrancisM's Blog (&lt;a href="http://www.happybattle.multiply.com/"&gt;http://www.happybattle.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;He said that it took him 10 years to have his own account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;and to think that he's fighting a cancer that time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;He might had super effort and super time to get it done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Condolences to his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So why would I give up having my own blog too?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;It took him 10years, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;It took me 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;hihi^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;God is with him I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;i thank myself too for not giving up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;now I'm happy having this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/breakfree" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee2/kslmb05/BreaFree-1.jpg" alt="breakfree Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;oh by the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/thank%20you" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p146/bearwolwitch/thank_you-1.gif" alt="THANK YOU Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;for reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;you rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;images/graphics by &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;photobucket.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-7325664240561354258?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7325664240561354258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7325664240561354258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/7325664240561354258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-3303107610111021108</id><published>2009-03-08T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T10:24:40.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Law of Attraction; Is it true?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"the secret"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;just recently, i mean last week, we watched this movie entitled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"The Secret".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;To make the 3 hours movie short...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It is all about the "law of attraction".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It means that what you think, you say, you want is thrown in the atmosphere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and if you think of it more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;confused?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LAW OF ATTRACTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/law%20of%20attraction" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q292/kilroan/Law_of_Attraction.jpg" alt="Law of attraction Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;f you want something &amp;amp; you think of it as your possession &amp;amp; you are sure that it will be yours,&lt;br /&gt;it will be yours.&lt;br /&gt;you want to have lots of money, think of it... you'll have it!&lt;br /&gt;the researchers said that when you say or think something, you throw it outside thew universe and the universe will response according to what you say or think.&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse with your actions that is according to what you want to happen.&lt;br /&gt;amazing, ain't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x52/han23_05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Venice087.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x52/han23_05/Venice087.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;fter the movie, we had this open forum inside the class whether we believe it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And most of them said, they believe on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;They cite some situations where they experience such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sam, one of my classmates shared this incident she engaged just a month ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;She was with her boyfriend who's kept looking at his watch and looked uneasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sam suspected that his boyfriend is hurrying for someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And that could be the ex-gf of her bf that was working on a shop near the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So when his bf finally bid goodbye to her, she asked her friends to accompany her to that shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As soon as she arrived with her friends on that shop, she affirmed her thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Her boyfriend was fetching his ex-gf on that shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Another story was shared by our teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One night she was thinking what will she do if in the middle of the night, someone will knock on their door and tell them something happened to his father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Few days later, while she was fast asleep, a group of teenagers knocked on their door in the wee hour of the night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and what she thought, happened. (her father encountered an accident but not that serious. you bet! she was so relieved that his father wasn't seriously hurt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hese stories might really make you think if it is true. It could be just a mere co-incident, but how come that things happened exactly the way you thought it will happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A psychic ability, maybe.It's amazing to know that there are people who can predict things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But is it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;helpful or a disaster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well, I don't experience serious incidents like what my classmates or my teacher had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The only thing I remember was every time I think about a movie I watched before, a few days later, it will be featured on the cable TV. Or if I think about eating at french fries, my Mom will invite me to eat @ Mcdonalds. Or when i am out of money, my Mom will give me some. Maybe it's a proof to that Law of Attraction or maybe my mom noticed that i ma craving for Mcdonalds or maybe she observed that I don't keep my wallet as well as before (it means nothing precious inside. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;If this Law of attraction is true... then, we can have anything we want as long as we are affirmative that we can get it or have it. And if it's true, what about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt; the One we believe  who gives what we really NEED... what about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;DESTINY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;? that says that if you're not meant to have it, you're not going to have it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;it's confusing right? but what is good about this law of attraction is that it teaches you to be a POSITIVE PERSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;. It teaches you how to start the day having something on your mind that serves as an inspiration or a goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;honestly, I practice this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Law of Attraction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt; in my life until now. I wake up, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt; God for giving me another day to live &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kept thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt; that everything on this day will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;. I think of positive things &amp;amp; live life the way I want it. I don't frown 'much' and when I'm sad, I listem to music &amp;amp; reflect of what are the good effects of it to me. When I get mad, I just sleep... I remain quiet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; i let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;. If it's bad, let it go. that's the key!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We have different perception on this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"secret"&lt;/span&gt; that was revealed infront of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I perceived this as a source of hope. It taught me to assume  &amp;amp; look life the way I want it to be and believe that what I dream right now will come true as long as I don't give up to reach that goal/dream &amp;amp; do things that will lead me to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the only thought of this is that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what will happen to us is our choice &amp;amp; our will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;if we want to be successful, we must perform things that will pilot us to success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;we must &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think &amp;amp; hope &amp;amp; have fate&lt;/span&gt; that we will be successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/law%20of%20attraction" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p48/aloke1/af8f435d70_thumb.jpg" alt="Law of Attraction Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x52/han23_05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=whaletale_phixr.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x52/han23_05/whaletale_phixr.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"we are the captain of our soul".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you? do you believe the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"secret"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;live life to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;images by &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;photobucket.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-3303107610111021108?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3303107610111021108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-recently-i-mean-last-week-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3303107610111021108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3303107610111021108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-recently-i-mean-last-week-we.html' title='Law of Attraction; Is it true?!'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219886458990565890.post-3128502973883422201</id><published>2009-03-08T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:57:26.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>titled deleted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;ask why that's the title? it's because, i typed several suggestions but i deleted it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it is... something i want to share with you pals ( feeling close.. hihi^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer is fast approaching na.. it means bye bye super school, hello super vacation! should i say "horray!"??? uhmm. never mind. i just dunno  what to do with almost 2 months vacation.  and another one is i dunno if I should shift to Journalism or stay with my BA English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes it hard? well here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;shifting to journalism means changing school too! and it means going back to zero!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;i accepted the candidacy for secretary in our department. Well, still have choices... If i didn't won, i'll go absolutely! but if i won, ggrr.. what will i do?! should i stay or go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;i really want to go for what i loved and that is journalism, but but but what about my BA English? i love it too. and plus;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;if changing school means go back to zero, wasted lang pala yung 2 years ko in BA English? uhhmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see?! uhhmm.. confused.. really! but nothing can do. i still have 2 months to think... and i'll go for what my heart says for i believe (pageant buh 2?!) that  whereever you go, as long as you walk into God's presence &amp;amp; you're heart says it, you'll be successful! oohha.. oohhaa.. hihi^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, how do we choose our college degree?&lt;br /&gt;be a part of my poll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trust God&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5219886458990565890-3128502973883422201?l=link2happylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3128502973883422201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/ask-why-thats-title-its-because-i-typed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3128502973883422201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5219886458990565890/posts/default/3128502973883422201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://link2happylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/ask-why-thats-title-its-because-i-typed.html' title='titled deleted'/><author><name>ninjaKID</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00552190855581537092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a1fpuvfhd7w/SmxEng8hY3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S5_BauHvosY/S220/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
