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  <title>Index card</title>
  <subtitle>na nabasa ng milo</subtitle>
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    <name>purletpunk</name>
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  <updated>2009-03-26T15:24:30Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:26804</id>
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    <title>song for him</title>
    <published>2009-03-26T15:24:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-26T15:24:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h4&gt;You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift&lt;br&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset&lt;br&gt; She's going off about something that you said&lt;br&gt; She doesnt get your humour like I do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night&lt;br&gt; I'm listening to the kind of music she doesnt like&lt;br&gt; And she'll never know your story like I do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts&lt;br&gt; She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br&gt; Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;br&gt; That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans&lt;br&gt; I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;br&gt; Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself&lt;br&gt; Hey isnt this easy?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;br&gt; I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down&lt;br&gt; You say you find I know you better than that&lt;br&gt; Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;br&gt; She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br&gt; Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;br&gt; That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see? &lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Standin by, waiting at your back door&lt;br&gt; All this time how could you not know that?&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night&lt;br&gt; I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry&lt;br&gt; I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams&lt;br&gt; I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you?&lt;br&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Standing by or waiting at your back door&lt;br&gt; All this time how could you not know that&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br&gt;wala lang. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:26596</id>
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    <title>happy</title>
    <published>2009-02-08T15:21:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-08T15:21:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">salamat sa y!m. grabe. this is my happiest night in three weeks. "nakausap" ko ulit ang mga taong pinakanakakakilala sa akin. kahit hindi ko sila madalas nakakasama, nararamadan kong mahal nila ako. :) salamat friends. iba talaga effect niyo sakin. kita niyo, napasulat tuloy ako ng blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i really feel like... myself. alam kong wala akong tinatago kapag kayo ang kasama/kausap ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i love you friends. i love ym's computer call rin. :)&lt;br&gt;   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:26260</id>
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    <title>MCR is back! :)</title>
    <published>2009-02-08T10:14:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-08T10:14:04Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:25969</id>
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    <title>unsent letter</title>
    <published>2009-01-18T11:21:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-18T11:21:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;haha. hindi ko alam kung bakit naiisip ko na naman pagtatapat, gaya ng ginawa ko dati. binigla ko yung isang tao nung sabihin ko sa kanyang gusto ko siya. sinabi ko yun pagkatapos kong ipakita sa kanya yung pinaghirapan kong collage na puro mukha niya. haha. nakakatawa kaya yung reaksyon niya nun. dapat nga ipapakita ko sa kanya yung private multiply album ko, na puro mukha niya kaso sabi niya wala raw siyang multiply.. so ayun, ginawa kong collage tapos inupload ko sa isang file hosting site. nagIM ako sa kanya tapos binigay ko yung link nung picture. sa ym ako nagtapat. hahaha. at kahit ngayon hindi ko pa rin maisip kung bakit ko yun ginawa. kaya nga naguguluhan ako ngayon kasi nafifeel ko na namang ulitin siya. ayoko naman kasing malalaman mo na 'ginusto' kita, mas maganda yung malaman mong 'gusto' kita. wala kasing thrill pag tapos na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pero matalino ka naman, hindi ako naniniwalang hindi mo pa alam. kung yung mga ibang tao nga napansin nila, at wala na akong ibang nagawa kundi aminin, ikaw pa kaya. pwede rin namang ayaw mo lang pansinin. o pwede ring ayaw mong maniwala. o pwede ring ayaw mo. [period!] ewan ko. kahit marami tayong napapag-uusapan, malamang hindi yun kasali di ba? haha. hindi naman ako makakaramdam ng ganito kung hindi ka iba eh. iba sa paraang maganda, hindi iba as in weird. unang pagkakaiba ay ikaw pa lang talaga yung naging inspirasyon ko. yung tipong pag inisip kita, mapapapaaral talaga ako. hindi yun sapilitan gaya dati na kelangan ko pang sabihin sa sarili ko na mag-aral para mapatunayang yung taong gusto ko ay inspirasyon at hindi sagabal. marami pang ibang pagkakaiba. hindi ka drummer, hindi ka artista, hindi ka gitarista, hindi ka gwapo, hindi ka cute, hindi ka kwela. ikaw na ang pinakanormal o pinakapayak o pinakasimple na nagustuhan ko. pero yung pinakagusto kong kinaiba mo ay yung totoo ka. masaya ako na lahat ng nakikita ko sayo ay totoo, na bahagi ka ng mundo ko. ibig kong sabihin, naaabot kita. nakakausap. nakikita.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nabanggit ko nga na pumapasok na naman sa isip ko yung pagtatapat, pero asa namang gawin ko yun. nasa katinuan pa naman ako. at kahit ngayon ko lang naramdaman yung ganitong nararamdaman ko, hindi pa ako handang ipahiya ang sarili ko. totoo nga siguro yung sabi nung mga baraha, na takot akong pumili. siguro ito na yung pagpipilian ako, kung sasabihin ko o hindi. kung tutuusin hindi naman kailangan eh, wala naman akong gustong mangyari. gusto ko ganito lang. baka kaya ko 'to sinulat para dito ko ituon yung naiisip kong pagtatatapat. o baka masyado lang kitang iniisip. ewan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nalampasan ko na yung bahagi ng kakornihan. ganun naman parati pag nagkakagusto sa isang tao, bigla-bigla nagiging korni. tapos na ako dun. hindi na ganun kababaw yung nararamdaman ko para masabing "ikaw ang nagbibigay ng ngiti sa aking puso" o "sa araw-araw, ang nagpapabangon sa akin ay yung ideya na makikita kita ulit". pag binabalikan ko yung mga panahong nasabi ko yun habang iniisip kita, nandidiri ako. sa ngayon, ang dialog ko ay, "dahil sa'yo kakayanin ko ang pitong taon"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ilalagay ko 'to sa blog ko para pag nabasa mo, baka bigla mong mapagtanto na minsan kasi kahit hindi ka na lumingon, makikita mo yung hinahanap mo. nakakatawa lang isipin na kahit anong pilit kong tigilan, kung kailan mawawala na, saka ka naman nagbibigay ng rason para ipagpatuloy ko. parating ganun. sana sa susunod na pagkakataong sasabihin ko sa sarili kong "wag na", sayo na galing yung rason. ikaw mismo ang magpapakita sakin na wala namang patutunguhan yung nararamdaman ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;basta babawiin kita. haha. nagseselos ako. kadiri.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sige, yun lang muna, gagawa pa ako ng chemlab report .  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>frog at crap</title>
    <published>2009-01-10T07:09:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-10T07:09:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ayan na ang pamalit ko sa f*ck.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nakakainis. ang tanga ko. kahapon kasi pumunta ako sa makati shang mag-isa. umalis ako pagkatapos agad ng class so mga 5:30 nasa may glorietta na ako. nagpalibot-libot muna ako dun para magpalipas ng oras, hanggang tawagan ako ng mga friends ko na malapit na sila. mula dun sa part ng music one at powerbooks, pumunta ako sa kabilang side, sa may sm. nadaanan ko yung car show sa ground floor.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos ngayon, pumunta ako sa bloomfields forums, nakita kong 6pm kahapon tumugtug sila for the car show! dun mismo sa glorietta! nagpalibot-libot lang ako, sinayang ko ang pagkakataong mapanood ulit si rocky collado. waaaaaah. sad talaga. medyo late na nagstart yung debut.. sana nagstay muna ako sa glorietta at pinanood sila. kaso nga tanga ako, kaya hindi ko alam. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sad.&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;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:25520</id>
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    <title>welcome 2009!</title>
    <published>2008-12-31T17:56:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-31T17:56:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">happy new year! yey. buti hindi pa ako inaantok. ang sarap kaya matulog after kumain nang masarap. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na pantayan ang lahat ng naidulot sa akin ng taong 2008. baka ako lang ang ganito ang pananaw pero parang 2008 yung pinakamabilis na taon.. kasi parang ang daming nangyari sa loob ng maikling panahon. siguro dahil sa transition from high school to college. nakakatuwa makakita ng pagbabago (for better) ng ibang tao pero mas nakakatuwa pag nakikita mo yung mga pagbabago sa sarili mo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na ipakita sa akin yung mga "bagay" na hindi naipakita ng 2008.. mga rason na hindi napagtanto, mga tanong na hindi nasagot,&amp;nbsp; mga pangyayaring hindi naipaliwanag. umayos ka 2009. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. ng bato bato pik! haha. sana maging masaya, makabuluhan (?), weird, makulit at hindi boring ang darating na taon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na patirin ako. kasi hindi naman ako pwedeng bumangon kung hindi ako nadapa. :) sana turuan niya akong huwag sayangin ang bawat segundong ibibigay niya sa akin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na magpapunta pa ng mas maraming bands dito sa Pilipinas. :) sana makit ko ulit ang MCR. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ito ang favorite year ko. dapat. kasi ito ang year na magiginvg 17 ako.. 17 is my favorite number. haha. labo. pero "gagalingan" ko talaga ang year na ito [hindi lang 'to sa acads nag-aaply ha].&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay. ang bangag ko na. 2 AM na tapos ayoko pa matulog.&lt;br&gt;..uhmmm...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;happy new year sa inyong lahat!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>my favorite rocky video. haha. :)</title>
    <published>2008-12-26T04:01:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-26T04:01:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">satisfaction. oh yeah. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;object width="425" height="344"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/04GkRUzzQ44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/04GkRUzzQ44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/object&amp;gt;   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>another rocky video</title>
    <published>2008-12-25T04:47:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-25T04:47:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">here's another video of the bloomfields (pero mostly si rocy lang) playing the song na nagpaskat sa kanila.. ale. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:24740</id>
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    <title>Oh Rocky (aka bloomfields drummer guy) - a video</title>
    <published>2008-12-23T09:30:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-23T09:30:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;ang bagal magpost ng video sa multiply kaya sa youtube na lang ako nag-post. :))&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; </content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:24409</id>
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    <title>last week of classes (?) for 2008</title>
    <published>2008-12-18T12:12:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-18T12:12:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;week-end&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i became as nerdy as i can be. nagkaroon ako ng bagong motivation sa pag-aaral. medyo naging effective siya, medyo lang kasi nanood pa rin ako ng hsm 2 sa disney channel at hindi ko agad tinapos yung bio hw. pero masipag na ako sa lagay na yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;buong saturday, bio. sunday morning, math. sunday night, bio uli. tapos biglang ay nagtext na merong kom3 class ng 7 am. waah! nainis talaga ako kasi imbis na itutulog ko na lang, ipapasok ko pa sa kom. kamusta naman yun?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;monday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;good news, may chem lab! wala akong dalang lab gown at lab notebook at lab manual. may math class rin kaya talagang mas onti na ang oras kong mag-aral ng math. naghintay kami ng matagal para sa aming kom teacher na sobrang kinaiinisan ko (noon). dumating siya pero sarado parin yung classroom kasi wala pa rin yung person na magbubukas. nagspeech muna siya sa amin. humingi siya ng paumanhin para sa mga araw na hindi kami nagklase (tapos hindi niya kami nasabihan). ilang beses na rin yung pumasok kami, hada na magreport, dala ang lahat ng props.. tapos wala siya. nagulat ako nung naiiyak na siya. nagawa niyang ilahad sa amin ang isang maselang bahagi ng buhay niya, yung pagkakasakit ng kapatid niya. may cancer tapos nagmetastasize na sa buto. kaya siya parating wala kasi kailangan siya ng kapatid niya. nahiya ako. naisip kong ang close-minded ko nung naiinis ako sa kanya. di naman kami close pero naramdaman ko yung paghihirap niya dahil nakikita niyang nahihirapan yung kapatid niya. ang sama ng tingin ko sa sarili, kasi ang sama ko naman talaga. hanggang ngayon binabagabag pa rin ako ng konsiyensiya ko na nagalit ako sa kanya for no real reason.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;no comment sa bio exam. medyo marami rin akong katangahan, pero ok naman siya. sana magpay-off yung ginawa kong pag-aaral.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;matagal na break after ng bio bago mag chem lab. ni hindi man lang ako nakapagsagot ng isang dep-ex. habang walang ginagawa, nakipagkasundo ako sa 3 ko pang kaklase na dapat isang beses sa isang linggo ay makagawa kami ng akda (tula o maikling kwento). matagal na rin akong hindi nagsusulat. ang huli kong naisulat ng tula ay yung tulang ginamit ng maSKara nung magtanghal kami sa bantayog ng mga bayani nung 4th year. bali isa't kalahating taon na akong walang nasusulat na tula. sana kaya ko pa rin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;may chem lab. dapat. pero hindi dumating yung teacher namin hanggang walk-out time. masaya naman kasi nagkantahan kami (ang pampalipas oras ng block namin). tapos ang weird talaga kasi parang gusto kong manakit ng tao. sabi ko nga sa kanila "i feel violent" at naghahanap ako ng pwedeng punching bag. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ayos naman yung math class. haha. ang cute talaga ni sir jobert.:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tuesday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;math exam na ang tagal rin bago nagsimula. lecheng signum yan. nakakainis talaga. wala na akong pag-asa maka-1.75 man lang. parang bumalik ako sa estado ko noon sa math 17, barely passing. akala ko pa naman iba na ngayon kasi naiintindihan ko na yung lesson. hindi ko yun naiintindihan nung pinag-aaralan ko sa pisay tapos ngayon gets ko na (or so i think) pero hindi pa rin sapat. haay. wala na akong magagawa kahit magrant ako ngayon kasi tapos na siya. ibinuhos ko na lag ang frustration ko sa pag eat-all-i-can. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang sarap ng mga pagkain. nakakaguilty lang kasi hindi ko na naubos yung huli kong kinuha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos naging basura yung bio hw ko. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pumunta ako ng rob kasama ang 2 tao para bumili ng gifts. at sucessful ako kasi nagustuhan ng mga binigyan ko yung gifts ko sa kanila.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then happiness, with bulette and kim.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;umapaw sa tatlong k ang aming pagsasama: kulitan, kwentuhan, at KAIN (yan talaga yung pinakamahalaga).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wednesday = fun!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hello diliman! haha. where i belong. nung tumambay kami sa casaa, nakita namin si ramon bautista (palistuhan nescafe). tapos syempre ang dami ko uli nakitang pisay batchmates.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos surprise para sa bday girl sa may track oval.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos bonding with bandmates kim, bulette and ada (room 210) plus an honorary member. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos sunken garden! grabe. nakakarelax humiga dun at pagmasdan ang mga ulap na mukhang painting. nafeel ko talagang i belong sa up diliman.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos giselle my labs!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos may kuyang intsik na lumapit samin at hinikayat kaming sumali sa IYF. nakakatuwa siya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos alas-tres na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;lantern parade.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;humiwalay na ako sa aking mga beloved friends para sumama sa parade with college of med. ang konti namin kasi halos puro LU1 at LU2 lang ang nandun taos ilang profs and admin. pero masaya kasi kahit onti kami, pinilit namin magcheer with all our hearts and souls.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ko-kolehiyo ng medisina (4x)&lt;br&gt;matatapang,matatalino walang takot kahit kanino&lt;br&gt;hindi hindi kami magnunursing&lt;br&gt;ganyan kaming mga taga-medicine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;up 100, up 100&lt;br&gt;up med 103! up med 103!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;a lalalala med! woo!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;atbp. kahit nakakapagod, sobrang nagenjoy ako kasi nakita ko ang MGA high school crushes ko, pati yung upper year na nung 2ndyr ko pa huling nakita. grabe, gwapo pa rin siya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pagtapos ng parade, andun lang kami sa may gilid ng univ ave, dapat manonood ng fireworks display until nagdecide nang umuwi ang mga tao. bago umuwi, sinindihan muna namin yung mga sparklers na dapat nung parade pero hindi nasindihan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos uwian na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tulog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hindi na ako masyadong affected ngayon. siguro nasanay na lang ako na either yung crush ko yung heartthrob o may crush siya sa isang heartthrob. makakalimutan ko rin yun/siya over the vacation kasi hindi ko siya makikita.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;friends, salamat talaga for making my day super happy. hindi ko makakalimutan yun. hindi ko alam kung kelan ko kayo ulit makakabonding nang ganun katagal pero sana mas madalas natin yun magawa. malay niyo isang araw bigla na lang uli ako sumulpot sa diliman at hindi na bumalik sa upm. haha. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mahal na mahal ko kayo. alam niyo yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;waah. mamimiss ko ang nails ko. ginupit ko siya kanina kasi kelangan ko maglaba. pero tinira kong mahaba yung sa left index finger para pag nag-gigitara ako hindi na ako gagamit ng pick.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;national anthem ko na talaga ang decode. hindi ko yun favorite song. at hindi rin ako twilight fan. pinapanood ko yung araw-araw kasi yun yung music video ng paramore na pinakamaganda at pinaka-amazing si hayley williams. yeah, she turned me into a lesbian. pero pramis, amazing talaga siya. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nakakatawa naman ang vacation ko. kasi kasama sa mga things-to-do ko ang mag-aral. may mga exams kasi kami pagresume ng classes kaya kahit bakasyon, hindi ako pwede magsayang ng oras. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;MCR! ang astig ng website nila dahil sa twitter. nakakapagpost sila ng maraming blg entries na tungkol lang sa kahit ano. gumagawa na sila ng kanilang "last album" daw (wag naman sana). pero matanda na kasi sila eh, si gerard way 32 na sa summer. sana bumalik sila dito at sana by the time na magconcert sila rito, nakaipon na ako ng pera pambili ng ticket sa VIP section. haha. lakas mangarap.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the word "nainis" has many english translations, but for this particular instance, i'd prefer "offended". i was offended when you said that you'd rather go home by yourself. maybe it was my fault, because i offended you first by saying that i am braver than you are. i didn't mean it that way. all i wanted to say was there's nothing to be afraid of. i am sorry if i have offended you. i didn't take the "alternative" route home for the sake of taking it. i just didn't want you to go home alone. that't wahtfriends do, righ? ti think you're insensitive. you could have told me the "hey, it's okay. i can go home alone. i know the way." statement in a subtler manner. why did you have to ask why? i mean, isn't it obvious that i was simply concerned about you? if i was not offended, i would have had dinner with you. luckily, i met one of my best friends when i rode the jeepney home. we had fun window shopping.. so after all, i have something to thank you for. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay.. must stop now, before you deduce anything that was not supposed to be said in this message.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ayan. napa-english ako kaya ibig sabihin nainis talaga ako. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang haba. halatang wala akong magawa.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:24104</id>
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    <title>ito ay para sa nov. 29</title>
    <published>2008-12-06T12:35:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-06T12:35:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;pumunta ako sa pisay kanina, para manood ng play ng maSkara/Sindi-Katok.&lt;br&gt;nung malapit na ako sa pisay, hindi ko alam kung ano ang ieexpect ko, pero basta ang una akong naansin ay yung bagong pintura ng ombudsman. wala lang. pagpasok ko diretso na ako sa gitna ng field, kung saan sila magpeperform.o di ba? bongga! isang straight play sa gitna ng field. pagdating ko nakapalibot ng yung mga tao sa isang napakalaking chessboard (bawat square sa chessborad ay kasing laki ng isang cartolina. yung play nila ay entitled Qui Bono. kahit nung nasa SK pa ako, pangarap na namin maitanghal yung Qui Bono kasi standard na siya. dapat parating may ganun. pero kaya siya nagiging pangarap na lang para sa mga dumaang batches ng katok (members) ay dahil mahirap siyang gawin. bali ang kwento nun ay isang chess game. pero ang mga chess pieces ay tao, may damdamin, nagsasalita, pumapatay, nanlilinlang, lumalandi, nagpapapansin, umiiyak, gumaganti, nanliligaw, nagyayabang, atbp. so syempre sa chess,black vs white pero marami pa yung sub-plots. bawat chess piece may personality. pero yun nga, chess game siya. so may mga nagsasabi pa rin ng "white knight to e5" mga ganyan. tapos gagalaw yung chess piece sabay arte. pinipilit ko siya idescribe as vividly as possible kasi gusto ko pag binalikan ko ang blog entry na ito, maalala ko yung mga napanood ko kanina. gaya nga ng nasabi ko,pangarap namin na makapagtanghal ng Qui Bono kaya sobrang halaga nun para sa akin, na isa nang alukatok. nostalgic. grabe. hindi naman yun yung first time ko pumunta sa pisay pagkatapos ng grad, pero pag pumupunta kasi ako madalas tapos na ang klase at wala nang tao. iba kanina, kasi school fair. kahit karamihan sa mga nakita ko ay hindi ko kilala, ang mahalaga nakasama ko ulit yung mga katok. :) sobrang na-miss ko talaga ang pag-arte. ngayon, nagagawa ko na lang umarte kapag may gusto akong itago ng emosyon, o kaya pag naisip ko biglang mang-trip ng ibang tao at lokohin na galit ako sa kanila. hanggang dun na lang. hindi kagaya nung high school na napakalaking parte ng buhay ko ang pag-arte, at pagtuturo nito sa mga magiging katok (batok = applicant). namiss ko talaga yung pag workshops. may certain hype ako nararamdaman pag umaarte ako. minsan hindi ko na iniisip masyado yung ginagawa ko, hinahayaan ko na lang yung talento ko na ihayag yung kung anong gusto kong masabi at mapakita. nostalgic rin siya dahil nakita ko ulit yung mga ka-batch kong naging katok. sila yung mga kasama kong napagsasarhan na ng caf kasi ayaw tumigil sa daldalan, mga kasama kong magcram ng play sa loob ng isang araw. mga kasama kong naging batok na tinuruan/inalipin ng mga katok na nauna sa amin. naranasan ko uli yung mga "rituals" ng club namin. grabe. kahit na ang layo ng pisay mula rito sa tondo, super worth it naman yung napanood ko kanina. i am so proud to be a katok. oh well, hindi naman kasi active yung theatre club sa upm, nakalimutan ko na nga pangalan nila eh. pero kung sakaling active man sila, hindi pa rin pwede kasi malamang wala na akong time. ang point ko lang, napakahusay talaga ng SK at super namiss kong umarte.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos may nakita rin akong batchmates. tapos nakita ko yung crush ko nung first year, at nung 2nd-3rd year, at nung first part ng fourth year. :D alam niyo kung sino kayo. haha. ang "cute" pa rin ni 2nd-3rd yr crush. may nakita rin akong ilang teachers. si mam R na adviser ng SK ngayon ay seksi pa rin, magaling pa umarte. si sir mardan artistahin pa rin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sana mabigyan ulit ako ng chance na umarte paminsan-minsan, kahit mga classroom play lang and stuff masaya na ako. or pag doktor na ako, hahanap pa rin ako ng oras para maging magaling na theatre actress. ayoko maging artista (as in yung sa showbiz) kasi magulo yun. kuntento na ako na makapagperform sa CCP as a pro, kahit extra lang ako sa play. sa ngayon, pangarap na lang muna ang mga yan. kailangan ko ibigay ang 110% ko sa pag-aaral para maging doktor. wala pa kasi ako nung "epiphanic moment" na masasabi kong "oh shit, gusto ko na talaga maging doktor. i'm a doctor, or nothing at all" mga tipong ganun. sana nga dumating na rin ang moment na yun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:23964</id>
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    <title>nang ako ay mag minor breakdown sa kfc. haha.</title>
    <published>2008-12-06T12:35:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-06T12:35:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;nawala na ang cellphone ko. sorry sa mga nagtext mula nung thursday. after ng PE class namin siya nawala. nakakalungkot talaga kasi ang tanga ko. ginamit ko pa siya nung PE class tapos hindi ko na namalayan kung saan ko nailagay. nalaman ko lang na wala na siya 1 hour after ng dismissal namin. grabe. ang laki talaga ng problemang yun kasi panglimang cellphone ko na yun na nawala nula high school. tapos wala pa siyang 2months sa akin. grabe talaga. ang tanga ko. wag niyo na lang intindihin pag may nagtext sa inyo gamit ang number ko, kasi malamang hindi na sa akin galing yun. tapos lahat ng mga teachers, org heads etc ay dun nagtitext (kasi blockhead ako). haay. hindi ko alam kung paano kokonsiyensyahin yung taong kumuha nun para naman ibalik niya. kailangan ko talaga yun.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;eto na siguro ang week na pinaka-emotionallly unstable ako. napakaraming nangyari. may mga masasaya, may malulungkot, may nakakainis (gaya ng pagkawala ng cellphone ko), may nakakagulat gaya ng pagkasunog ng PH building, may nakakakilig (haha), at maraming nakakaiyak. stress na sa acads, stress pa sa things other than acads. waaah. at kung may isang salitang maglalarawan ng week na ito, yun ay ang salitang "grabe". grabe talaga. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;buti na lang mababait yung mga nakakasama kong mga tao, natatagalan pa nila ako.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;mahirap rin pala yung pipilitin mong maging malakas para sa iba kasi minsan sa sobrang pagkukunwari mong maging malakas, lalong lumalalim yung kung ano mang kahinaan mo. advantage nga yung marunong akong umarte, nakakaya kong ipakita kahit yung pinaka-kabaligtaran ng nararamdaman ko. pero siyempre hindi ko pa rin maloloko yung sarili ko, at pag natauhan na ako.. nako, disastrous. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sabi sakin ng isang kaibigan,"May mga ginagawa si God na hindi man niya ibigay sa time na gusto mo, ibibigay niya sa time that would make sense." siguro nasa akin na lang kung hahanapin ko pa yung "sense" na yun o panghahawakan ko na lang yung paniniwala kong hindi Niya ako pababayaan. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:23673</id>
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    <title>additions..</title>
    <published>2008-11-09T17:59:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-09T17:59:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRcjgQoKCCQAAGSCZzw1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRckmgoKCCQAAH2S9to1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to my previously posted wish list of MCR merch. haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRcjbQoKCCQAAGTXbBQ1/theplague.jpg?et=BnQkiyRenKZx7UUYuPM0Ig&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRcjgQoKCCQAAGSCZzw1/theplague2.jpg?et=0DLJ%2BPMLfRL67M6MXVz%2CSA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;the "Plague" hoodie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRckUgoKCCQAAHLCr781/BFMR.jpg?et=j5H6dOewmksqNGN7ofvG7g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;(designs of mikey way, bob bryar, ray toro, and frank iero)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRckmgoKCCQAAH2S9to1/Gerard-487x394.jpg?et=2JtxqwqaQ8lQXFAjIZ9TuQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;(gerard way's design)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Day of the Dead Masks&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;(designed by the band members)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:23310</id>
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    <title>can't sleep</title>
    <published>2008-10-24T21:34:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-24T21:34:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">bumalik na naman ako sa pagiging smallville freak. haha. hindi ako natulog kasi hinintay kong matapos yung pagdownload sa torrent ng s08e06. grabe. ilang bese na akong humiga, pero may something na pumipilit sakin na bumangon at tingnan kung ilang percent na. my fan self. so i had to find ways to spend my time... habang hinihintay ko matapos [as of now 97.8% na siya].. halimbawa na nga ay ang blog entry na ito. ayoko naaaaaaaaaaaa. bangag na ako. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:23097</id>
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    <title>happy bday tristan!</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T14:01:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T14:01:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;SINO KAYA ANG MAY BIRTHDAY?????&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;hulaan mo...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eto ang ilang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stolen&lt;/span&gt; shots...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SP8vUwoKCCQAAAhBShs1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP8vUwoKCCQAAAhBShs1/PICT0161.JPG?et=viraeqZQuW4sU%2CK58dyWtA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SP8veQoKCCQAABPeAss1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP8veQoKCCQAABPeAss1/PICT0162.JPG?et=J%2Ba%2BmQP4HCQXGAZ2Ir3DVQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diba.. sobrang sikat niya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mahal ang talent fee&lt;/span&gt; ng photo shoot.. buti na lang there are some people who can afford... kaya eto...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SP8v4QoKCCQAABxKNZA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP8v4QoKCCQAABxKNZA1/IMG-0656.JPG?et=JIqqxk2LXZ4j5%2BWpQPh9WA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SP8v-woKCCQAACUkZlk1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP8v-woKCCQAACUkZlk1/lt3iv2.jpg?et=I1pHTV4ed2fEyL7%2CtNR8yQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ready na kayo manghula? Here are the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clues&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clue #1&lt;/span&gt;: Hindi siya kumakain ng gulay..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SP8sGgoKCCQAACY6aWw1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP8sGgoKCCQAACY6aWw1/193236031-804ec3609a.jpg?et=iT5lS5XHfiL3EkXxDnJvQA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clue #2&lt;/span&gt;: Siya ay mula sa Cotabato.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SP8t9QoKCCQAAGOIe1c1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP8t9QoKCCQAAGOIe1c1/Ph-locator-map-cotabato.png?et=Y9ygJ2L5%2Bb7yALAuT2ZhQw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clue #3&lt;/span&gt;: Mayroon siyang sikat na loveteam. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[AS IN SIKAT. kaya nga ang daming paparazzi ang gustong makakuha ng pics nila.. gaya nito..]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SP8uggoKCCQAAG02wS81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP8uggoKCCQAAG02wS81/lt1es2.jpg?et=cgdd3dWoIoQTnOyQqZy3Xw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SP8uzAoKCCQAAHkLA1Q1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP8uzAoKCCQAAHkLA1Q1/oops028xm9.jpg?et=vkBL8qOyaRz4xPJv7WkY%2BQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SP8u9QoKCCQAAH6FHMo1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP8u9QoKCCQAAH6FHMo1/oops030sp4.jpg?et=WSuHriENYbc%2B69v%2CJKUM9A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sirit na????&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Walang iba kundi ang math-emperor-na-nerd-na-may-social-life-na-ngayon-pero-nerd-pa-rin-at-least-may-loveteam-na-kinakusap-niya-in-chinese... si...&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;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Tristan Marvin Z. Uy&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: arial,helvetica;" size="6"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;[i needed to put the whole name.. gustong-gusto niya kasi yung pangalan niya..]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;happy birthday!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:22806</id>
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    <title>haha. tawa na lang.</title>
    <published>2008-10-16T01:48:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-16T01:48:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's been so long since i have posted a "serious" blog entry.. i always seem to say this everytime i blog because most of my entries are just MCR-related.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so yesterday, i've been to a point where i had to tell myself to stop crying, but i couldn't. after that really unfortunate event, i went home with my blockmate mae. i kept on&amp;nbsp; ranting about how i could have had this grade, because i really prepared for the finals. i even practiced explaining, in front of the mirror, so that i know how i look and that i would look "intelligent". i deprived myself of sleep, i stopped playing SIMS 2, i went to study groups, all for the reason that i was so determined to give the philo finals my best shot. after all, it was the only time i took the subject seriously. not once did i curse that subject, i even thought of dropping it. the point is, i felt soooooo bad. i was irritated, disappointed, really pissed off. i had to hide it until i got home. i didn't want my classmates to see me cry just because of that. i went straightly to my room, locked the door and cried. for the loss of a more descriptive word, i have to say "humagulgol ako". i couldn't tell the whole story because some people haven't taken the finals, yet. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;like i have said during our last meeting in philo, you only have yourself to blame each and every time you fail. also, one of the things i have learned from MCR is that someday, i'm gonna be alone, having only myself to lean on.. so i would have to learn how to be less dependent. i shouldn't have depended on the list of topics given by my classmates, it was INCOMPLETE. i guess you already have a hint why i didn't get i grade i prepared for. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i have this tendency to blame myself every single time i have a misfortune.. like if i lost something that is really important to me, or i missed my favorite show, or when things are going so bad i would just want the ground to open and swallow me whole. i always believe that God is punishing me because of my "sins", so He sends the air of misfortune to topple down the house of cards that i built. last night, i looked deeper into myself to see what "sin" might have caused my misfortune and i realized that i have a lot to be punished for. it was a kind of relief because at least i have made up an answer to the question "why?"..why all these things are happening to me. simply put, i believe in karma.. and it wasn't enough to console me.. so this blog entry comes in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;see? i'm even incoherent. maybe i'm still feeling bad. i just hope that what happened to me woudn't happen to any other person. my last piece of advice would be:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;STUDY EVERYTHING. specially those topics not included in the pointers for review.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*nosebleed* grabe, english yun ah.:))  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>part 2-4</title>
    <published>2008-09-21T14:16:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-21T14:16:37Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:22394</id>
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    <title>part 1-4</title>
    <published>2008-09-21T14:16:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-21T14:16:06Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:22056</id>
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    <title>wish list (adik mode)</title>
    <published>2008-08-31T10:41:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-31T10:41:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;ito ang mga gutso kong bilhin na MCR merch.. kaso wala nito nung pumunta sila sa Pilipinas. at wala naman akong credit card para makabili sa &lt;a href="http://mychemicalromance.com/store/"&gt;MCR Online Store&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; kaya eto na lang.. kung sakaling may magmagandang-loob na pagbigyan ang aking kahilingan.. eto sila.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1/idestroyu-detail.jpg?et=g5exb1Uh7exe%2Byh%2C7HaZLw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 286px;height: 349px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpxYgoKCCQAADa9RKM1/idestroyyou.jpg?et=D%2BgxwaHpmBIqIF83aELlWg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;the "I Destroy You" shirt&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 258px;height: 314px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyDQoKCCQAAEFYBwA1/coffinshirtmain.jpg?et=uSImaG2tQO7G%2B9OzcmBqkg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpyPAoKCCQAAEcRKho1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyPAoKCCQAAEcRKho1/coffinshirtdetail.jpg?et=QlJaiTFvUretGHs9x1vocA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the "Coffin" shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px;height: 357px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyZQoKCCQAAEk3LdA1/MCR07-front.jpg?et=zjTbYFQo6eNkekAAr3fGfw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the "Le Fleur" shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 257px;height: 323px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyigoKCCQAAExrSok1/nuclearhoodie.JPG?et=9gKA%2CxqMtk9nH%2CSvOg%2BE5g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpywAoKCCQAAE--XjY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpywAoKCCQAAE--XjY1/nucleardetail.jpg?et=uuZicsY7BK9wdZZJnCYQqw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the "Nuclear" hoodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" 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src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpzNgoKCCQAAFr3sTE1/piperdetail.gif?et=1ecfnjCLPZ0mUnFV4DGC9w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;the "Piper" shirt&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;wala lang. nahahalata na naman ang pag-aadik ko. kahit ang dami kong kelangan gawin, nakuha ko pang magpost ng mga ganito. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;good luck na lang sa akin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>new gee way quote</title>
    <published>2008-08-31T10:23:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-31T10:23:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;font color="#330099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, obviously we use vampires as a metaphor for something else, something deeper than just the supernatural. But there's just something about the bloodsucking walking dead, that can say so much to people. There are really so many people trying to get control over you on a daily basis and steal your soul in some way, take a part of you...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: normal;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="2"&gt;ahaha. sosyal. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>proud ako. sobra.</title>
    <published>2008-08-25T05:39:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-25T05:39:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h2&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o ayan. di lang sa music malupit si gerard way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;The Umbrella Academy" Wins Eisner Award at Comic Con 2008&lt;/h2&gt; 	&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://buzznet.com/tags/gerard%20way"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gerard Way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Gabriel Ba's comic series "&lt;a href="http://buzznet.com/tags/the%20umbrella%20academy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Umbrella Academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" has already made waves in the comic community.&amp;nbsp; Far from being the vanity project of such celebrities as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Princess_Ai"&gt;Courtney Love&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.make5wishes.com/"&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/a&gt; and professional wrestler &lt;a href="http://www.kevinnash.net/nashcomic.html"&gt;Kevin Nash&lt;/a&gt;, Way's comic garnered fantastic critical reviews, intense sales numbers (the first printing of the first issue sold out so quickly a second printing was issued less than a month later) and has already &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/musicnews/journals/entry/2582541/"&gt;generated movie buzz&lt;/a&gt;, which Gerard &lt;a href="http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=article&amp;amp;id=17361"&gt;confirmed in a recent interview&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But yesterday at the 2008 &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://buzznet.com/tags/comic%20con"&gt;Comic Con&lt;/a&gt; in San Diego, CA, TUA was honored with the &lt;a href="http://www.comic-con.org/cci/cci_eisners_08win.shtml"&gt;Eisner Award for Best Limited Series&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img usesrc="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/7/5/9/0/4/1/orig-4759041.jpg" idx="0" style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/7/5/9/0/4/1/orig-4759041.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gerard Way talks with the awesome Blair Butler of &lt;a href="http://www.g4tv.com/"&gt;G4&lt;/a&gt;'s Fresh Ink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations to Gerard, Gabriel, and the entire Umbrella Academy Team.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Source: http://newageamazon.buzznet.com/user/journal/2746041/umbrella-academy-wins-eisner-award/&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Honey This Mirror Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us - MCR</title>
    <published>2008-08-17T05:04:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-17T05:04:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">they actually have a song with my name. oh yeah. pero hindi ito ang fave ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:21240</id>
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    <title>my favorite-est version of helena</title>
    <published>2008-08-17T04:49:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-17T04:49:35Z</updated>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purletpunk:20774</id>
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    <title>andami ko sinabi di ko alam ita-title..</title>
    <published>2008-08-17T04:03:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-17T04:03:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">grabe, hindi na ako marunong magblog. hehe. wala lang. feeling ko lang walang kwenta ang blog kong ito pati yung sa kom. dati naisip ko nga dadalasan ko na magblog para maging updated pa rin yung mga fans.. este friends ko sa mga happenings sa buhay ko. oh well, ganyan talaga, busy na eh. i can feel it. i can feel intarmed na talaga. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wala lang. nung friday nag-emo look ako as in all-black with thick eyeliner. supposedly, napagkasunduan na ganun kami lahat. ako naman,pumatol dun sa idea. haha. hindi ako sang-ayon kapag sinasabing emo ang MCR kasi galing na rin kay gerard way, "emo is shit".. he refers to the whole notion of all-black clothes, lyrically-lame songs, "singing songs that make you slit your wrists", self-mutilation etc. i super agree with him kaya kahit nung MCR concert, di ako nagblack. so nung friday ang first time ko. inaabangan ko talaga kung ano yung magiging reaksyon ng mga kaklase ko, pero ang tumatak talaga ay yung reaksyon ng mga tao na hindi ako kilala, in short, yung mga nakakita sa akin nung nagcommute ako. may mga kilay na tumataas, may mga nagbubulungan. may masama ang tingin. may natakot. basta,alam kong napansin talaga nila ako.. which is the whole point of the people who succumb to that kind of emo fashion/lifestyle/outlook. siguro gusto nilang mapansin. or yung look na yun ay extension ng kung anong tingin nila sa sarili nila at sa buhay nila.. miserable, dark, purpose-less (kung may word man na ganun), o may iba namang nakikibagay lang. di ko naman sinasabing mali yun, sabi nga ng math teacher namin, the ever-diyosa mam wengky, "walang basagan ng trip". wala lang. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;monday..&lt;br&gt;puchang lrt yan. leche talaga. hindi ko napigilan yung inis ko, pagpasok ko sa klase sobrang bad mood ko. umalis pa naman ako ng maaga para makapagprepare kami kasi reporting nun tapos huli pa rin ako. nawalan ako ng stored value card na 2bese ko pa lang nagagamit (katangahan ko na ito). 40 minutes akong nasa istasyon at naghihintay lang ng tren.. kung may dadating man ay sobrang puno. nung karamihan sa aming pasahero ay mainit na ang ulo,pinilit namin yung guard na papasukin na kami dun sa portion ng mga senior at disabled. kaya at last nakasakay rin ako. pero yun nga.. nakakainis talaga. so nagkaroon ako ng resolution na hindi ako sasakay ng lrt for two weeks.. hindi ko pala kaya kasi sobrang traffic. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tuesday..&lt;br&gt;tapos nasayang pa yung pag-aarala ko for philo. wala lang. ang loser nung exam kasi ang haba. sa tingin ko keri yun kung mas mahaba yung time. naiintindihan ko naman yung lesson, bitch lang talaga yung exam. di tulad nung nat sci exam,kahit marami na akong mali at wala na akong chance na maka-uno,ok lang. haha. i super love sir marquez eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;may tanong ako: kunwari nanghingi ka ng candy sa isang tao kasi nakita mo siyang kumakain ng candy tapos sabi niya wala kaya binigyan ka niya ng 5piso pambili mo ng candy.. maooffend ka ba? wala lang. nainsulto ako. sobrang poorita ko naman,parang wala akong pambili ng candy. sana hindi talaga mata-pobre yung taong gumawa sa akin nun. pero di pa rin ako makaget-over. yun na siguro yugn second most "mata-pobre" experience ko.. yung una ay nung bata pa ako.. tapos iniwan ata kami ng kapatid ko sa co-teacher ng nanay ko tapos nung nag-aabang kami ng masasakyan sabi niya samin.."dito nga lang kayo, wag kayong lumayo.. mamaya makidnap kayo at mapagkamalang mayaman, eh mga pulubi lang naman kayo.." wala lang. parang ganun din yung ginawa nung person na yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos nagdinner ako ng ice cream and donuts. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wednesday..&lt;br&gt;ang cool ng nstp. nalaman kong super overweight ko na.. on the brink of being obese. tapos may kinompute kami yung may needed amt tska actual amt ng per food group. sa dairy products at meats alng ako pasado, the rest bagsak or SOBRA ako. paramg sa fats oils sugar.. zero ang required serving, i had 11 servings nung wed. grabe noh. no wonder ganito ako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos feeling ko ang astig nung IPC meeting. positive thinking! yey. wala lang. natutuwa ako dun sa part na nagspeech ako na "i have what it takes to survive/finish intarmed. tapos ang happy ko kahit wala na akong masabi. napaisip tuloy ako kung i have what it takes ba talaga..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;this is it. panic vs cadavers, at nanalo ang cadavers kasi required siya. sabi ng fan self ko, "dapat kasing gwapo nung cadaver si brendon urie.. kung hindi maiinis ako." pero well, that was from my fan self, kaya weird. pero hindi naman ako nadisappoint na sumama ako sa imed kasi amazing experience talaga siya. sayang nga walang battery yung digicam ko kaya sa cp cam lang ako may remembrance, tapos dahil dun nagkaron ako ng bagong driving force para pagbutihan ang aking pag-aaral(bukod sa long term goal ko na yumaman tapos mameet ang mcr).. kelangan ko makaaabot ng LU3 kasi gusto ko maranasan magdissect ng mga cadavers na yun. akala ko full of gore yung makikita namin, hindi pala. "tuyo" na yung cadavers. parang boiled meat. iniisip ko pa naman medyo reddish ganun..nakalimutan kong naembalsamo na sila tapos ang sabi pa, 1year silang nakababad sa formaline before that are ready for dissection. tapos sinubukan din namin idetermine yung gender ng cadaver pero mahirap pala. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thusrday..&lt;br&gt;ewan.wala ako sa sarili ko nung thursday. dapat magkikita kami ni ate isabel,tapos nalimutan ko.. nakasakay na ako ng lrt.. nung na central terminal na ako, saka ko lang naisip na imimeet niya ko..so bumalik ako. sayang yung 30. haha. tapos yung guard ayaw siya papasukin kahit may UP id siya. bwiset talaga. ang tagal naming nagkwentuhan tapos nagmini-tour kami sa upm tapos dinala ko siya sa MSU kasi wala lang. sabi niya cute daw yung isang tao at hindi ako sumasang-ayon. haha. ang saya. wala pa kasi akong nakaka-heart2heart talk sa imed, yung makikwento mo talaga kahit ano. nasanay kasi ako dati na sobrang mahahabang daldalan sa dorm, yung parating nakikwento ko yung buhay ko, yung mga nararamdaman ko etc. ang sarap ng feeling na makipagkwentuhan ulit ng ganun kay ate isabel. tapos umuwi na kami nadaanan namin yung 2 kaklase ko na naglalaro ng tennis, sosyal. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;friday..&lt;br&gt;naglaba ako. sumakit yung braso ko kasi kinusot ko lang yung mga pants na ginamit ko. haha. tapos bigla kong namiss si sir nat kasi yung nilesson namin sa math17 ay naturo niya nung 3rdyr. as usual, late si sir amante tapos sinimulan namin magpraktis nung plat para sa buwan ng wika. ang kyut ng love story..kahit wala siya talagang story. haha. so habang nagparaktis kami,umandar na naman ang pagkataklesako at may nahurt akong isang person. di ko talaga napansin until nung maglunch mga tao.. hindikasi siya nagsasalita so na-guilty ako. hanggang sa next subject, hanggang matapos, hanggang hiwalay kami palabas ng building. sobrang paramoid ko kasi.. ayaw ko nang magkaroon ng kaaway. dati, halos maya-maya kugn itanong kong "galit ka na ba?" kasi paramoid nga ako. tapos yun na, may nahurt na naman ako eh dun din kasi nagsimula yung major away ko dati.. yung may nasaktan ako na hindi ko sinasadya. kaya naman ganun na lang ang pagka-guilty ko, mangiyak-ngiyak na ako. sabi ko dun sa kasama ko, hindi ako magsososori kahit nagiguilty ako kasi wala naman akong intention na masama. ay wala lang, habang nag-uusap kami ni nina lahat ng napg-uusapan namin dumating. as in yung tao. wala lang nakaktawa. tapos as it turned out, hindi ko na kinailangan i-confront yung person kasi sabay rin kami umuwi. natakot talaga ako nun. pero ready rin naman ako makipag-away kung sakali. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;saturday&lt;br&gt;boring.. super. nagrewrite ako ng notes. nag-edit ng script. nagsulat ng blog entry na ito. natulog. kumain. natulog. kumain. nag-imagine. umarte. natulog kumain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;random rants:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;may mister donut na sa GAB! yey. matamis. haha. sori hanggang ganun lang ako, di ko keri ang krispy kreme. fats oils and sugars!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;naeexcite ako. mapapanood ko na magperform ang pinapangarap kong salihan: UP Rep. magsistreet play din sila tapos kasama sa judges ng skit nayt (competition sa thu). natatakot rin ako kasi baka wala kaming binatbat sa mga kalaban namin. pero alam kong kakayanin ito ng block 13 kahit 3 days lang kami magpapraktis! keri lang. haha.:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sana makapasok kami sa finals ng debate.. kahit malayo pa. kelangan ko talaga yung incentive na makukuha namin (kung sakali).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so ayan. halatang bored ako kasi ang haba niya. oh well. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>real</title>
    <published>2008-08-10T04:49:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-10T04:49:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ito na ang real imed. honestly, ngayon ko lang nasabi na nahihirapan na talaga ako at mas mahirap na siya kaysa pisay. pero mas masaya ako nitong mga nakaraang araw, bakit kaya? :)) sana kayanin ko pa rin. dami na naman exams pero ang bano pa rin ng study habits ko. keri lang. sana wag na ko maging loser. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;go imed. :P&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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