<?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-29435113</id><updated>2011-12-14T11:58:14.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the frustrations of a soon to be thespian</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-4441923883704571678</id><published>2007-06-20T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:38:49.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath II</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The Aftermath II"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh screw my previous post....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if i have changed?&lt;br /&gt;you cant control it anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after talking to a couple of friends, i realized that i shouldnt care...&lt;br /&gt;truetruetrue...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changes are uncontrollable...&lt;br /&gt;so what kung ganon tingin nila sakin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala rin naman ako magagawa don...&lt;br /&gt;if thats what they want to think edi sige...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if people know what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i still turn back time and bawiin lahat ng ginawa ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shouldnt be ashamed tungkol don....&lt;br /&gt;kasi wala naman akong ginawang masama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized that kahit na gaano ka tago yung secrets...malalaman parin tlga ng iba...&lt;br /&gt;whatever...&lt;br /&gt;if you want to kno to satisfy your curiosity sige lang..&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro lang....&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt be affected sa mga ganon kasi it will just bring me down...&lt;br /&gt;tama...&lt;br /&gt;hayaan na sila..okie??=)&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" changes? so what? DEAL WITH IT..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/29435113-4441923883704571678?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/4441923883704571678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=4441923883704571678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/4441923883704571678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/4441923883704571678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/06/aftermath-ii.html' title='The Aftermath II'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-2400812735243520430</id><published>2007-06-18T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:22:19.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"changes..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**** (6/18/2007 10:07:56 PM): sana wag lang mag babago ugali&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;carms (6/18/2007 10:07:58 PM): paano naman?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;carms (6/18/2007 10:08:06 PM): di naman nagbago ugale ko haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**** (6/18/2007 10:08:10 PM): dont know..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**** (6/18/2007 10:08:27 PM): i heard some rumors na nag bago na daw ugali mo since nung nag college ka na&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**** (6/18/2007 10:08:39 PM): porket pumayat ka na daw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**** (6/18/2007 10:08:40 PM): ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;carms (6/18/2007 10:08:42 PM): shit,,may rumors tungkol saken?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;carms (6/18/2007 10:08:48 PM): kanino naman galen yan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**** (6/18/2007 10:08:57 PM): well..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**** (6/18/2007 10:08:59 PM): rumors..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**** (6/18/2007 10:09:02 PM): pasa pasa un&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;carms (6/18/2007 10:09:26 PM): taena..di naman ako nagbago no..baka feeling lang nila? kasi nagiba nga itsura ko?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;carms (6/18/2007 10:09:27 PM): haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**** (6/18/2007 10:09:43 PM): oh well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**** (6/18/2007 10:09:47 PM): dont know wid them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know what to say...or how to react...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nagbago daw ako porket ganon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all i kno is the only permanent thing in this world is change..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pero i think people made the wrong judgement..ang negative kasi ng dating na i have changed just because "pumayat daw ako"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well in my own point of view, with all the things i have experienced this year, kahit di pa tpos ang taon. I learned lots of things... and siguro namisinterpret ako?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there was on point in my life that i got really bitter and tried to do anything just to make that bitterness dissapear..baka yun ung reason kaya nagbago ako.. and that made me stronger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im still unsure kng ano nga...one time, a former classmate told me na parang bitch na daw ako since nagcollege ako..iniisip ko naman ..hinde naman..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;naalala ko tuloy ung quote na&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"behind every bitch is a guy that made her that way"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nagaagree ako doon... pero i never came to a point na naging bitch ako ng sobra...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just want someone na sabihin sakin na ano ung mga bagay na nagbago sakin..para maliwanagan naman ako no....haiiii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/29435113-2400812735243520430?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/2400812735243520430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=2400812735243520430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/2400812735243520430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/2400812735243520430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/06/changes.html' title='changes...'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-2731313823622382680</id><published>2007-06-17T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T17:19:13.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"he told me that i have done alright and kissed me through the morning light"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"he told me that i have done alright and kissed me through the morning light"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry for the late update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just so busy...&lt;br /&gt;schoolworks and everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akalain mo first two weeks tambak na ng schoolworks...&lt;br /&gt;and im adjusting pa in that kind of set-up....&lt;br /&gt;paano nung first year di naman ganto..&lt;br /&gt;so now..im trying to be a good student para next year....u kno what i mean..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano paba? coudnt think of anything more...lahat ng nasa utak ko ngaun puro schoolworks..cha-cha...economic indicators...multinationalcorporations..etcetc..kelngn ko magunwind!! hehehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-2731313823622382680?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/2731313823622382680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=2731313823622382680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/2731313823622382680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/2731313823622382680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-told-me-that-i-have-done-alright-and.html' title='&quot;he told me that i have done alright and kissed me through the morning light&quot;'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-9173661789953469445</id><published>2007-06-05T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T23:14:19.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ginagawa ng mga singol girls for their birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"ginagawa ng mga singol girls for their birthday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ayan...tignan nio kalokahan ko...=),,,,,,,,I was talking to a friend of mine nagrereklamo nanaaman sa kawalan ko ng boyfriend..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andito na listahan ng requirements ko sa gusto ko ah,,hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carms : sugar kuya&lt;br /&gt;carms : uy! un nlng!&lt;br /&gt;carms : hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;****  : jajaja&lt;br /&gt;****  : *hahah&lt;br /&gt;****  : tama&lt;br /&gt;carms : sana me gnon&lt;br /&gt;****  : haha dpt mayamn!&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;carms : oo!&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;carms : sana me makita tau&lt;br /&gt;carms : pero xempre dapat matino&lt;br /&gt;carms : gwapo&lt;br /&gt;carms : matalino&lt;br /&gt;carms : matangad&lt;br /&gt;carms : buff ang katawan&lt;br /&gt;carms : MAGALING KUMANTA!!! di lng ung mga kanta ni JR tpos un ikaw ang trulab ko&lt;br /&gt;carms : hahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;carms : marunong magitara&lt;br /&gt;****  : dme hnhnp ah&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;carms : marunung magsayaw&lt;br /&gt;carms : sweet&lt;br /&gt;carms : kayang sakyan random emo moments ko&lt;br /&gt;****  : sbhn mo kaya, lahat nlng&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahha&lt;br /&gt;carms : kayang sakyan sountrip ko&lt;br /&gt;carms : hahhahaahaha&lt;br /&gt;carms : pwede ren&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;carms : pero imposibleng may mahanap ako na ganyan no?&lt;br /&gt;****  : ppkhrp ka pa icpn lht eh&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahha&lt;br /&gt;****  : oo&lt;br /&gt;****  : haha&lt;br /&gt;carms : pero malay mo&lt;br /&gt;carms : tawad na un sa instrument..kht anong instrument..&lt;br /&gt;carms : hahahah&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;****  : gaga&lt;br /&gt;****  : heheh&lt;br /&gt;carms : ano paba&lt;br /&gt;carms : xempre un photogenic...papkita mo sa mga kaibgn mo un pic e&lt;br /&gt;carms : hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;carms : at iba ibang kanta ang pinapakinggan di lang emow!! yucky&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahaha tae ka&lt;br /&gt;****  : dme nyan noh&lt;br /&gt;carms : yuck tlga un solidong emo!&lt;br /&gt;carms : yuck&lt;br /&gt;carms : ganto pa magtype o&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;****  : cno bang gnon?&lt;br /&gt;****  : haha&lt;br /&gt;carms : **!!!ISTARIRIAY!!!**&lt;br /&gt;carms : AMPOTA&lt;br /&gt;carms : ay!!! ayoko ren ng manyak!&lt;br /&gt;carms : ahahhahahaa&lt;br /&gt;****  : cno nman yna?&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahha&lt;br /&gt;carms : alam mo na..ewww&lt;br /&gt;carms : hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;****  : eww tlga&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;carms : kaso parang wlng direksyon to..may mahanap kaya tayong ganto?&lt;br /&gt;carms : hahahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahaha ewan ko&lt;br /&gt;****  : malabo ata&lt;br /&gt;carms : kng me magbbgo para sakin&lt;br /&gt;carms : ewww!! feeling!!&lt;br /&gt;carms : hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahaha malay mo..&lt;br /&gt;carms : ay oonga&lt;br /&gt;carms : hahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;carms : sana nga&lt;br /&gt;carms : ang tanong diba me magkakainteres kaya&lt;br /&gt;carms : hahahaha ampota&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;****  : meron cgro&lt;br /&gt;****  : ewna ntn&lt;br /&gt;****  : hahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-9173661789953469445?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/9173661789953469445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=9173661789953469445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/9173661789953469445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/9173661789953469445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/06/ginagawa-ng-mga-singol-girls-for-their.html' title='ginagawa ng mga singol girls for their birthday'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-4459494872495734138</id><published>2007-06-04T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:33:50.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school birthday blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"back to school birthday blues"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS OFFICIAL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon na ang huling araw ng bakasyon ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tell you the truth, tinatamad pa akong pumasok sa iskool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganon naman palagi eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos iniisip ko pa kung mamayang gabe makakatulog ako kasi nga naman nagkabaligtad na araw ko..hehe..baka bukas pagpasok ko, bangag ako kasi wala akong tulog.. tsktsktsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to expect.. ang alam ko lang, maraming mawawala..pero same faces parin naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i kno for a fact na lahat ng subjects mas mahihirap na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit? kasi tignan mo to..eto listahan ng subjects ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Principles of Law&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finance of International Operations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marketing Practice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Customer Care and Service&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Business Ecology and Environment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Business Math 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kahit ba anim lang yan e alam ko na mahirap talaga....hmmmpp..i need to study harder...HARDER TALAGA!! kasi i need to maintain yung alam mo na...haha,,nahihiya akong sabihin dito eh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peros sige pagbubutihin ko...3 terms nalang naman..3terms nga ba?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bukas den...sakto birthday ko...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...se&lt;/strong&gt;venteen nako...yey! isang taon nalang 18 nako...antagal naman noon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pero di ko feel na birthday ko..i dunno why..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kasi siguro un birthday wish ko last year di tinupad...actually muntikan na, kaso binawi agad..hehehe..those were the days..nako nostalgic nanaman ako..haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually i have a wishlist ngaun birthday ko..pero ayoko ishare kasi very private..=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i also bought a birthday gift for myself.. bumili ako ng novel by Paulo Coelho.. ung "The Zahir"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ay nako...u should read it kasi maganda..pero di ko pa natatapos nasa kalahati palang ako..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;binilan ko rin sarili ko ng bagong tank top!! ung "got pancit" na nakikita ko sa greenhills for a month na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/RmPpJ5Jk_nI/AAAAAAAAABU/5j3M992i1Xk/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072153961518399090" style="WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="248" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/RmPpJ5Jk_nI/AAAAAAAAABU/5j3M992i1Xk/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/RmPpcpJk_oI/AAAAAAAAABc/FV1tEeauXkU/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072154283640946306" style="WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/RmPpcpJk_oI/AAAAAAAAABc/FV1tEeauXkU/s320/IMG_0152.JPG" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see?=) pasencya na haggard nako...5am na ata yan e...nocturnal mode lang hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so aun...nothing special...hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maibang usapan...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;may message ako sa isang tao..&lt;strong&gt;PERO DI NIYA MABABASA TO I KNO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"miss na kita...di mo alam siguro malamang!! pero ang weird kasi every song reminds me of you..seryoso..nakakatawa noh? tapos non nakakita ako ng kabuilt mo somewhere na akala ko ikaw.. lumakas tibok ng puso ko...amp! so un lng..ingat, i miss you..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;crush ko siya nung third year high school ako lumipas ang third year, then fourth year then first year college.. nagkakilala kami personally college then dun kami nagkausapusap na.. hehe...weird noh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO ANO KAYA TO? edi crush hehehe..nye..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ang childish nito parang highschool amp!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ay teka...sa makakabasa nito..wag wag wag mgfeeling okei?=) walang confirmation kung sino tong taong to..blind item muna..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh btw..may tinry akong kakikayan... i painted my fingernails green then my toenails black..ang weird ko..heehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/RmPskJJk_pI/AAAAAAAAABk/vOrWLKfDRyI/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072157711024848530" style="WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="253" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/RmPskJJk_pI/AAAAAAAAABk/vOrWLKfDRyI/s320/IMG_0155.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so yun lang... wish me luck sa new school year..sana makasunod ako...hmmp..kaya ko to...=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-4459494872495734138?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/4459494872495734138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=4459494872495734138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/4459494872495734138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/4459494872495734138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-to-school-birthday-blues.html' title='back to school birthday blues'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/RmPpJ5Jk_nI/AAAAAAAAABU/5j3M992i1Xk/s72-c/IMG_0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-3814698581974058</id><published>2007-05-31T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T00:38:29.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The tans will fade, but the memories will last forever ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl2yQ5Jk_eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vCUwtWizlBc/s1600-h/byebyesummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070404758777691618" style="WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="208" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl2yQ5Jk_eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vCUwtWizlBc/s200/byebyesummer.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Today, if you haven't noticed was raining hard...This is probably a sign that summer is definitely over for us... In less than a week, most of us will be back to school..And will be again waiting for the next summer to come...=)..Summer is always a memorable season for all of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, this was the most memorable yet. I've had many firsts this season.. and i never regret every single one of them... Curious?? Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I conquered a fear...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl22mJJk_hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/M8op6J1kDAQ/s1600-h/pierced.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070409521896422930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl22mJJk_hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/M8op6J1kDAQ/s320/pierced.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh yes!.. i got my belly pierced on 04/12/07... I had a long talk with my mom about that piercing..and the risks that i would have to take... I know that i do not have a piercing-worthy belly but i really wanna give it a try... However, this is a motivation for me to lose weight..hehehe.. NEXT PIERCING?? TONGUE!!=)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got in touch with old friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not into getting in touch with old friends because i want them to take the initiative to talk to me first..haha(arte!). And oh, when i say old friends, i meant old childhood friends.. Got in touch with them through friendster...See a networking site is very useful!!=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Got bitter and started a new story...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I started a business&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;em&gt;yepyepyep... i started a business.. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.novelsforless.multiply.com/" target="_new"&gt;novels for less&lt;/a&gt;... An online store that sells preowned novels.. Though i only had a handful(or maybe less) of customers, im still happy since this is my first "business venture"...At least i get to buy starbucks with my own money..hehehe..My business is still running by the way..So feel free to browse through my albums and let me know if you like something...=).. Next year, ill try the food industry..o maybe fashion?? hehehe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have experienced commuting via the lrt/mrt for the first time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never liked commuting.. with all the smoke and irritable people... However, due to my so-called business, i had to meet clients to deliver the novels they ordered... I would have to thank &lt;a href="http://www.tel12.multiply.com/" target="_new"&gt;kristel&lt;/a&gt; for this.. she accompanied me from paranaque to vito cruz to shangrila to glorietta then going back again to paranaque...However, still cant remember what to ride..hahaha.. I also met her friend that moment..hehee..right tel??&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I received an award from school and liked the way i looked in the graduation photo...and oh, im an unofficial graduate..hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl3IqJJk_jI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wcy8QT5WSJY/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070429381825199666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl3IqJJk_jI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wcy8QT5WSJY/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I survived my first year in college!! hehe.. I got an award which is the academic excellence award..It was weird because i didnt study much last year but still i got one..Im so thankful for that..yey!! And i love the way i look on my grad pic...Without the makeup, all the stress and having my heart broken at the time of the grad pic shoot, i looked great!!=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I rode a jeepney that was so masikip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was with my commuting buddy, kristel when this happened... We went at Mall of Asia to watch Spiderman 3... To get home, we have to ride a jeepney that passes by SM Bicutan... The thing is, before the jeepney leaves thay have to fill all the spaces in the jeepney..Meaning masikip talaga.. And they were all men..All scary men..tsktsktsk ...hehe... That was an experience though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw the guy i once loved(the guy on the photo above) and was surprised by my reaction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was this guy that fooled me once..Let's just call him "big tummy" due to his big tummy that wasnt proportional to his body..This happened when kristel and i watched spiderman.. I actually thought that i would see him at moa but then i didnt... Which was good.. However, when we reached sm bicutan and passed by that big computer shop at the mall, we saw him.. I imagined that moment to happen before.. But it didnt turn out as expected. I thought that i would get hurt when i see him. But when i saw him, nothing happened.. I even took a second look to see if thats really him.hehe..weird right? im so over him... next please??=) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I lost my temper to an older woman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;This older woman i was talking about is the owner of "felinas guesthouse" at puerto galera... She told me that she havent received our advance payment yet..and we have no guaranteed rooms...WTF!?!? who wouldnt lose her temper in such a situation like this? The worst part is, she called me when i was watching Spiderman 3 at the cinema... and i missed the climax of the movie...tsktsktsk...owell she was very accomodating naman when we reached puerto..ok na...=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a well-deserved summer getaway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl3F-ZJk_iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/78mibXe4QFw/s1600-h/puerto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070426431182667298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl3F-ZJk_iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/78mibXe4QFw/s320/puerto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to puerto galera with a couple of friends...There were supposed to be more people in the trip but parents were strict. Especially when puerto galera is far from manila... Had fun... Enjoyed the beach though we got sunburnt(and wasnt able to join the sagala...tsktsk..sorry..)... Hopped into the banana boat..Gone snorkeling.. Met new people.. and relax..=).. This was a memorable trip since it was the first time that my parents allowed me to go out of town.. their reason? "malaki ka na eh"....hehehe..and guess what?? I asked my mom if i could go on a backpacking trip to singapore and she said yes!! yey!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I threw up because of alcohol and had a hangover the next day&lt;/strong&gt; ..for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl3M8ZJk_kI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Jo-9_yZZqE4/s1600-h/cultprit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070434093404323394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl3M8ZJk_kI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Jo-9_yZZqE4/s320/cultprit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The culprit? The infamous &lt;strong&gt;Mindoro Sling..&lt;/strong&gt;Everyone said that it was good so we have to try it for ourselves...It was good but got me drunk..tsktsktsk...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Got a tan!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl2yQ5Jk_eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vCUwtWizlBc/s1600-h/byebyesummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl3OfZJk_lI/AAAAAAAAABE/Lo8xw6GXtX0/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070435794211372626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl3OfZJk_lI/AAAAAAAAABE/Lo8xw6GXtX0/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;A tan that ive been longing for... For years now...=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I met someone and starting to get attached to him...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;nuff said....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wrote slash typed the longest post in my blog...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you just read it...hehehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This summer was definitely memorable.. However, theres still more to come.. Im still young.. I'll probably wait for another ten months to experience summer again and make more memories..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for now, I need to prepare for the start of the school year which is next week..Yey! im in second year..=) wish me luck..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-3814698581974058?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/3814698581974058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=3814698581974058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/3814698581974058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/3814698581974058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/05/tans-will-fade-but-memories-will-last.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/Rl2yQ5Jk_eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vCUwtWizlBc/s72-c/byebyesummer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-7592513634343122533</id><published>2007-05-30T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T02:50:12.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i deserve to be hit in the head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estupida!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I know&lt;br /&gt;Is everything is not as it's sold&lt;br /&gt;but the more I grow the less I know&lt;br /&gt;And I have lived so many lives&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm not old&lt;br /&gt;And the more I see, the less I grow&lt;br /&gt;The fewer the seeds the more I sow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-7592513634343122533?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/7592513634343122533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=7592513634343122533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/7592513634343122533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/7592513634343122533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-deserve-to-be-hit-in-head.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-909460968951649296</id><published>2007-05-29T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T03:57:17.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in the mind of an insomniac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" width="450" height="370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=51045721"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/51045721/"&gt;Insomnia&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://ireneshpak.deviantart.com/"&gt;IreneShpak&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im an occasional insomniac... Yep..during summer vacations..hehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started in my grade school days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember every bit of detail of what happened that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz it was my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day we were goin to subic to celebrate my nth birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant remember what year that was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iwas so excited so i didnt sleep althroughout the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watched tv...the next day i was seriously bangag...no one could talk to me hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years passed...im still an occasional insomniac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 349 am and im still awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone sitting on our living room ...and im watching otc on etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im seriously gonna buy dvds of it..coz i missed all three seasons...bummer...tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you think that i love being an insomniac?? no... i hate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insomnia slows down my system...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insomnia causes zits...which i hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wake up late&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont have enough energy for the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the eyebags!! hehehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i need to get some sleep now...gnyt...=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-909460968951649296?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/909460968951649296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=909460968951649296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/909460968951649296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/909460968951649296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-mind-of-insomniac-insomnia-by.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-4279192598122360680</id><published>2007-05-28T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T00:38:38.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its just another false alarm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yep...another one..can someone hit me in the head so that i could learn my lesson na??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmmmp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ganon naman lagi e...im getting used to it na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i often misinterpret gestures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;paano kasi naman..you guys give impressions  sa girls that you like them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nageexpect din kami..ryt ryt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;buti di pako nafall..kundi patay nnman ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;achivement un!! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so girls..my advice..take your time..dont expect too much,,and dont trust agad...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-4279192598122360680?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/4279192598122360680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=4279192598122360680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/4279192598122360680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/4279192598122360680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-just-another-false-alarm-yep.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-7051346639176550804</id><published>2007-05-24T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:56:53.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>???bliss???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;trial and error...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;the best way in finding someone....=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-7051346639176550804?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/7051346639176550804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=7051346639176550804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/7051346639176550804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/7051346639176550804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/05/bliss.html' title='???bliss???'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-6831751571627372598</id><published>2007-05-21T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:26:14.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing hard to get?? so not me...=P</title><content type='html'>i guess that its so not me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently playing hard to get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im having the urge tomake the initiative to talk to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argghh..msisira nanaman plan ko..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive deleted his number from my phone...to avoid sending&lt;br /&gt;groupmessages to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ~but then..i still have a copy of his number..behlat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignored him in ym&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ~but i never deleted him whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with him..i felt the spark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the awkwardness i find when talking to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, thats what im looking for... That mysterious feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't wanna screw this up anymore...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dunno if he felt the same way...*god i hope he does*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is the right thing to do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it depends on the personality of the guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna make the first move either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just not that kind of girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think theres something talaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times na when i talk to him i get tameme..hehe(seriously)&lt;br /&gt;and di naman nangyayari sakin un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ when i talk to other guys.. tuloytuloy ako nagsasalita..but then&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to him... i get tameme talaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find myself staring at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ hala talaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart beats faster when he goes online or when he texts me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ which rarely happens sa iba&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell does this mean??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala ren makapagsabi e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;another sun soaked season fades away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i left my heart in it.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-6831751571627372598?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-3214164388714328654</id><published>2007-05-19T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T11:50:11.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath</title><content type='html'>i've been having random emo moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idunno why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably because ive got nothing to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another reason is that im regetting one of my past decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought that our summer trip would make me forget that decision pero nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was still bothering me...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if i could just turn back time, i would take back what i said and....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the thing is &lt;strong&gt;i hate taking risks...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im afraid of getting hurt so im trying to control my emotions and feelings... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I learned my lesson coz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when i followed my heart, i ended up hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess u kno what i have been through..well that is if you kno me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro maghihintay nanaman ako...hmmmp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly what will become of me&lt;br /&gt;don't like reality&lt;br /&gt;It's way too clear to me&lt;br /&gt;But really life is daily&lt;br /&gt;We are what we don't see&lt;br /&gt;Missed everything daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i so hate reality.....=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-3214164388714328654?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/3214164388714328654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=3214164388714328654' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;they just cant get over the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep... the pathetic little girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat exactly happend in the situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess...they end up being pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! they are so naive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.....leave them alone..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my advice for you? act mature and get over the past...past is past u kno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im saying this in my most friendly way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;act mature and get over it..coz i got over it na..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idunno lng kng mababasa nia to..hehe&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand...i got my belly ring changed na!!! yey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they told me na i should get a tongue ring...next year i will..and it doesnt hurt much daw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depende sa tolerance ng pain..ive got a high tolerance sa pain naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..price was ok..800 pesos per piercing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa robinsons..the name of the tattoo parlor is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"tattoo by gene testa"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they also do tattoos and hennas for a very reasonable price...tattoos start at 1k and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hennas 150 or 200 ata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patattoo na!! hahaha..ill probably get one in 3 years..haha..para i wont need na the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consent of my parents...pahirapan mgconvince eh..hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or takas nlng?=) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate sa racks pero diet mode parin..ididnt eat the baby back ribs nakakatba un e......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i missed that place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me miss mandaluyong...tsktsk...&lt;strong&gt;balik nlng kaya ako dun?&lt;/strong&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwww......haha..ayoko...my friends are here in the south eh..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;im still confused wt wut im filing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan im ok sa fact na un...pero minsan filing ko impossible..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai.....weird right?=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labo ko! effect na ata to ng antok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naantok nako..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-7764897179927785499?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/7764897179927785499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-5850333081696108</id><published>2007-04-24T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T03:57:12.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions of a confused spoiled brat.....</title><content type='html'>yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;spoiled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also hate to admit that im a brat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started when i was a child shempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really spoild eversince tlga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always get what i want immediately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably because it took so long before i had a sibling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenevar i wanted something...toys, food, go somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always get it...name it.. mommy will give it to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents probably thought that i would change when i grow up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what they thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i never changed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me the queen of spoild people..i dont care...coz i know that its true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess theyre getting used to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think that i should probably change...coz i am the one whos going to suffer in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one reASON why i realized that im spoild?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz they bought me a laptop...which i wont be needing this summer...sa pasukan pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got really guilty..coz i got into a fight with my mom before they bought me the laptop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i should really change na...tsktsktsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also &lt;strong&gt;confused....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone from the past came bac and idunno how should i approach that situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tstsktsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill keep you updated nlng on that issue..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-5850333081696108?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/5850333081696108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=5850333081696108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/5850333081696108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/5850333081696108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/04/confessions-of-confused-spoiled-brat.html' title='confessions of a confused spoiled brat.....'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-5215878151065786675</id><published>2007-04-13T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T14:07:36.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not the type of girl who believes in dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people just base their decision in what they have dreamt of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not that type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;however,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its seems like someone is sending me signs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idunno..im not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for two days straight ive been dreaming of  weird things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first dream i had was a fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it seems like i dont care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just there chatting with people i cnt remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i aven went closer to feel the fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsktsktsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was so weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next dream i had was a jellyfish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember the dream but i remembered the jellyfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day i searched through the net the meanings of these stuffs and i got these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may suggest that something old is passing and something new is entering your life. Your thoughts and views are changing. In particular, if the fire is under control or contained in one area, it is a metaphor of your own internal fire and inner transformation. It also represents your drive and motivation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ this is probably true.... something old is passing and something new is entering my life?? yea...true enough..=)&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ another thing is that this might probably a sign...when i was younger i call a certain someone "apoy" the next day, we started communicating again..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jellyfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a jellyfish in your dream, represents painful memories that is emerging from your unconscious. There may be hidden hostility or aggression in some aspect of your waking relationship or situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~errr...i doubt this...theres no more bitterness in me na naman e...this is weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should i or should i not believe in dreams?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-5215878151065786675?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/5215878151065786675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=5215878151065786675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/5215878151065786675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/5215878151065786675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-not-type-of-girl-who-believes-in.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-2035008508736801365</id><published>2007-04-07T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T19:35:39.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a bitter a*hole</title><content type='html'>so here i am again blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you probably know the reason why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ohwell another schoolyear has ended..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the dramas and fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe that i survived my freshman year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 down 2 to go!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so im here to talk about someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an asshole....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i moved on and everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what bothers me is why he deleted me as his friend on his frenster account...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a month of no communication all of the sudden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mababaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero diba there must be a reason behind that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there must be something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmpp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt let that bother me nalang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta summer would be fun...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-2035008508736801365?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/2035008508736801365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=2035008508736801365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/2035008508736801365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/2035008508736801365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-bitter-ahole.html' title='what a bitter a*hole'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-9140172415649748303</id><published>2007-03-14T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:34:42.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i could relate to this...haha..pseudo relationships..tsktsk</title><content type='html'>got this from ate shine's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "parang kayo, pero hindi" stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others call it MU or mutualunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pseudo- relationships. Pseudo-boyfriends. Pseudo-girlfriends. Flings. Almost like a relationship, but not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is aphase where the persons involved are more than friends, but notquite lovers. Puwedeng may verbal agreement, puwedeng wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One or both of you may have admitted your feelings, possible dinghindi. You just let your gestures do the talking for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walangpormal na ligawan na nangyari. Hindi kayo mag-dyowa. Pero sakilos niyo, sa mga sinasabi niyo, parang kayo, pero hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kindof "relationship" can happen at different stages for different reasons.It can happen after a break-up. You still love each other, and youwant to be with each other but you broke up for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And forreasons that you alone know, ayaw niyo na muna magkabalikan. Itcan also happen before a relationship, iyong pareho kayongnakikiramdam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible din na ayaw niyo munang mag- seryosokaya kunwa-kunwarian lang muna. Testing lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puwede ring hindipuwedeng maging kayo kasi isa sa inyo may ka- relasyon na. Kayahabang hindi pa siya nakikipag- break doon sa boy/girl (sabi niyamakikipag- break siya soon pero di naman niya ginagawa), walamuna kayong relasyon para nga naman hindi siya nangagaliwa kasi"hindi naman kayo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pseudo-relationship stage, for a time, canbe fun. Lalo na kung naghahanap ka lang naman ng "kalaro." Perohuwag ka lang mag-e-expect na may patutunguhan kayo kasi walatalagang kasiguraduhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bakit ang daming nagse-settle saganitong set up ganoong hindi naman sigurado kung maypatutunguhan? Iba't ibang dahilan. Puwedeng for fun lang.Puwedeng "buti na iyan kesa wala" or puwede na iyang "pantawid-gutom." Meaning, habang wala pa iyong the real thing, doon munasa kunwa-kunwarian. For those who are not in a seriousrelationship, they would think that pseudo- relationship is betterthan no relationship at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be fun, if all you are after for isthat "kilig" feeling. But then I learned that although it was only apseudo-relationship, the emotions were real. And usually, in thiskind of set up, ang merong malulugi.. ung nainlove sa taong takenna. Una, you can't ask him/her to commit. Since it's not really arelationship, you can't demand commitment from your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoba kayo? You will always be uncertain about your role in his/herlife. You can't expect him/her to be always there with you. And ifyou feel jealous of the other boys/girls, you just have to keep it toyourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano ka ba niya para magselos? Pangalawa, what if youfall deeply in love with him/her? You can't be sure if he/she feels thesame way. Baka nag-a-assume ka lang na mahal ka rin niya. Even ifyou are dying to tell him/her you love him/her, you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becauseyou're not sure if he/she will like it. Baka mapahiya ka lang. Thisstage will always make you wonder where you are in therelationship. Or if there is a relationship at all. Pangatlo, what if youbecome attached too much? What if you have invested all youremotions and this man/woman hasn't? What if you remain faithful tohim/her, not entertaining other guys/gals, only to find out that he/sheis seeing other girls/boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pang downside ng pseudo-relationships, it is fleeting. When a disagreement sets in, or whenone of you gets cold, then that would be the end of it. Unlike in aserious relationship, hindi mo alam kung saan ka lulugar sa isangpseudo-relationship. Wala kang pinanghahawakan. Kasi sapseudo- relationship, there is no "us." Meron lang "you and me,"hindi "us."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-9140172415649748303?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/9140172415649748303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=9140172415649748303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/9140172415649748303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/9140172415649748303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-could-relate-to-thishahapseudo.html' title='i could relate to this...haha..pseudo relationships..tsktsk'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-878136246358597755</id><published>2007-03-13T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:00:17.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>........i just dont have an appetite......</title><content type='html'>Recently,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one blockmate of mine told me that i really look sick and tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna believe him..but when i took a glance at the mirror i realized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i do look sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea..i havent been eating right for days...errr weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love has got nothing to do with this if thats what ur thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just have no appetite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to eat .... Idunno why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i have been craving for food but not the regular healthy food..but junks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id rather not eat than eat junk food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is so weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with my body?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~sleep is also my problem...&lt;br /&gt;my insomnia might actually be back in my system..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt sleep...In effect i get to look sick and restless in class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not a love problem ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would have to deal with this for...errrr...uhhh...3 weeks? or 4 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me that i should get some sleep and take my vitamins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the advice dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iinom nako ng enervon so i could get back to being myself again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i should get some sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;and mgpapafacial ako later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternun..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-878136246358597755?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/878136246358597755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=878136246358597755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/878136246358597755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/878136246358597755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-dont-have-appetite.html' title='........i just dont have an appetite......'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-3494747192207501475</id><published>2007-03-12T06:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:50:35.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have changed....REALLY?!=)</title><content type='html'>if you could turn back time to last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you would probably talk to a different carmina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usual topics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;boys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;frustrations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and girly things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dont really go out ..... Im juz not that kind of girl..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;last saturday after a party of a cousin, we passed by santa ana church. I was there last year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Passing there brought me to a lot of flashbacks last year....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I remembered that i made a wish...that was almost granted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i seriously hoped that life was a lot less complicated like last year...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;all you have to do is pass the exams then wellah! Youve graduated...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, it is not as easy as before...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have to maintain my scholarship and other stuffs...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A was a bit timid and more naive last year....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;good thing i changed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;probably&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'd still hear me bragging about boys and stuffs.. But often times triptrip lng un&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i dont wanna get stressed with those things since IT MAKES ME UGLY...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is the difference with carmina now and carmina before?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carmina uses "the mall" as the stress releiver..haha- i go there more than once a week...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;i might actually be a compulsive shopper...hahaha..oh my god!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Last year, guys are my world....Today, i am their world..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;KAPAL! Pero, i dont get fooled easily na...I learned to restrict my heart from falling hard for a guy... Yea, i fell for one..I didnt actually fall for him...I fell for who i thought he was...=)...So thats over... screw him..haaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I spend as much time with my friends as possible&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;self explanatory....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. I have more frustrations before than now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. I control myself from saying something stupid...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;to maintain good relationships...=)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Im not that timid anymore....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;thats good right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;7 . I realized that guys are all the same&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nuff said....and im not a manhater....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;so thats it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one more thing!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is mababaw pero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wear makeup na!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;whatever...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at this time i should probably take a bath and prepare for school...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but then here i am blogging...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-3494747192207501475?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/3494747192207501475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=3494747192207501475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/3494747192207501475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/3494747192207501475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-changedreally.html' title='i have changed....REALLY?!=)'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-1711699010673855948</id><published>2007-03-04T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T17:25:33.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know that its out there theres gotta be something for my soul somewhere...=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carmina is again alone and bored...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they all left me here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents and my sister went grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bros &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt; outside with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frends&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; staring blankly at the monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;akon's&lt;/span&gt; music..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nlove&lt;/span&gt; with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; back to my fantasy world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now smack that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;background&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me wanna dance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kaso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;magmumukha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;akong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;baliw&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so weird &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; used to being alone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dito&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;bahay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ngaun&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;parang&lt;/span&gt; feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; gusto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;tlga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;umalis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;sumthin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;sumthin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;maliban&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; become a compulsive shopper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes happy pag bumili ako ng kahit anong thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is so weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i always end up being broke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pano na kaya sa summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala akong money...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mghahanap nlng ako ng summer job so i could sustain my material needs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;material needs amp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has happend to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d naman ako ganito ka gastasera before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess people change tlga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmpp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday, tel and i bonded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tambay kami sa bf ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakaaliw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalo na un laptop boys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz kiddin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldve left my number..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck anlandi..im not that hopeless pare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ruins and bought dvd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought two pairs of earrings den..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e pretty eh..&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to imma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko weekly andun ako&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stalked our crush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck stalker!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angkyot e...yeeeeeee kilig moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were there ngpapractice??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and exhaling...sssssssssss weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after nun dumeretso kami sa bahay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched music and lyrics that we bought sa ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story was nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun sa mga d pa nakakapanood u should watch it...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked the song sun..un way back into love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganda ng meaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to download it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so un lng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wla rin akong kaym today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyones offlyn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige na..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-1711699010673855948?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-8313515564406858807</id><published>2007-03-04T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T11:03:39.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend di ako nakalabas ng bahay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelingko ill go crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di rin ako nakapasok sa mall this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di bale next week babawi ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-8313515564406858807?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-6706108846587719925</id><published>2007-03-01T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T09:12:38.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feb 28........</title><content type='html'>yea..it was the last day of february...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;february was a memorable month for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG STORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell to cut the long story short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got my heart broken again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok? nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, we had an industrial visit at shell pandacan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when we got to the place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun sa may ngdidisscuss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naging sleepy ako..so boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the group was divided into two batches sa mg tutour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was part of the second batch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napagtripan nanaman ako nila elmer and youma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi naman eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had a talk about my bitterness kuno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one blockmate told me that when it comes to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you should be wise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di mo pwede reserve sarili mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur ryt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time gnun nako....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he told me dapat dw mrunong magluto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewn ko kung bkt..pero sige..next time i would have a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; list of requirements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mghintay lng kau..haha..amp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, change topic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna go out tommorrow!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRISTEL! are you readin this? tuloy ba tau bukas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat matuloy..nababagot ako dito..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-6706108846587719925?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/6706108846587719925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=6706108846587719925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/6706108846587719925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/6706108846587719925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/02/feb-28.html' title='feb 28........'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-5983063510952720355</id><published>2007-02-25T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T15:09:14.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized na ang ampalaya ko these past few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im okay na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have great friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarap magenjoy eh..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt be bitter i should be sweet..haha sweet amp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont miss him..sabi nga ni sis miss ko lng presence nia..thats true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amboring nga naman kasi dito sa bahay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if boring edi deal with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my advice to little girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take ur time...connected ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maghanap kau ng koneksyon papatayin ko kau pg hinde..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now...i would have to deal with my allergies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gago kasi haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige na may inuutos sakin si bos elmer,,haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-5983063510952720355?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/5983063510952720355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=5983063510952720355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/5983063510952720355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/5983063510952720355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/02/miss-ko-na-xa-amp-bakit-gnun.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-2456701312503839548</id><published>2007-02-23T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T00:39:56.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honestly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im okay now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang kanina lng bitter pako... pero ngaun okay nako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero kanina in class super depressed ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for making me laugh...=) it helped alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang gago nio talaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***do the cowboy dance..haha***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sama nio..&lt;br /&gt;u know naman na i dont dance..haha..&lt;br /&gt;cowboy dance lng kaya ko pipintasan nio pa..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after class...&lt;br /&gt;umuwi ako with sis..ngcommute kmi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;then we went to imma...&lt;br /&gt;nakakamiss din pala dun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tumambay ako kila sis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart to heart talk....&lt;br /&gt;then un..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im okay na..&lt;br /&gt;pampering day ko tom..papafacial ako..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carmina is back you biyotch!!=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-2456701312503839548?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/2456701312503839548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=2456701312503839548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/2456701312503839548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/2456701312503839548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/02/honestly-im-okay-now.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-2647011809489728759</id><published>2007-02-22T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T08:22:08.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>parang ang bitter ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron akong di inaamin sa sarili ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero thats impossible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy on the surface pero when im alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bigla ko nalang naiisip un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tpos naluluha ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu im so emo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im contradicting my previous post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not actually okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-2647011809489728759?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/2647011809489728759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=2647011809489728759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/2647011809489728759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/2647011809489728759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/02/parang-ang-bitter-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-8543627505774031118</id><published>2007-02-20T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:08:35.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>........</title><content type='html'>i missed my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been very busy these days... School...blahblahs..other stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andami narin nangyari na i didnt expect na mangyayari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some are really private so i wouldnt make kwento nalang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad ako ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends know the reason why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sooooo stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talo nanaman ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi naman e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wept alone..hahaha amps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta nakakaiyak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why coz i would not tell you naman kung bakit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta im so stuped,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****hai i wanna shop para happy ako..kaso wala akong pera.. pano na un..libre nio nako?=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-8543627505774031118?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/8543627505774031118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=8543627505774031118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/8543627505774031118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/8543627505774031118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='........'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-116861492503191038</id><published>2007-01-12T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:15:25.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna travel...really</title><content type='html'>so i got to see this site that generates a map wherein&lt;br /&gt;it marks the country that youve been to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it turns out that ive only been to 2% of the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedCountries/worldmap?visited=CNMYPHSGTHAU" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;create your own visited country map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or check our &lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/europe/italy/veneto/venice"&gt;Venice travel guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98% more...hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-116861492503191038?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/116861492503191038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=116861492503191038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116861492503191038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116861492503191038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-wanna-travelreally.html' title='i wanna travel...really'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-116698196271206721</id><published>2006-12-25T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T01:39:22.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupidity can actually lead to loneliness</title><content type='html'>....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really...based on experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so stupid therefore i lost someone...&lt;br /&gt;............hmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you agree or not?&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/29435113-116698196271206721?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/116698196271206721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=116698196271206721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116698196271206721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116698196271206721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/12/stupidity-can-actually-lead-to.html' title='stupidity can actually lead to loneliness'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-116667645232744904</id><published>2006-12-21T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T12:47:32.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>most people are so rude</title><content type='html'>i started to realize this when i watched the tyra show....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that episode when they used beautiful twins for a social experiment (if you have watched this, say i)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other twin was pretty and the other one was made up into a not so pretty girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you would compare the treatment of the two, you would see na mas maganda yung &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treatment nila sa pretty twin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was just so rude and so unfair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same thing happens in the philippines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in some places, if youre prettier they give you better treatment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not, magtataray sila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive heard so many stories about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so sad na we are like this..(d naman ako ngmamalinis..alam ko na ganyan din ako minsan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so naisip ko lang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-116667645232744904?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/116667645232744904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=116667645232744904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116667645232744904'/><link rel='self' 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Tu as une place toute particulière dans&lt;br /&gt;mon coeur. Merci de m'avoir fait une place dans ta vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. it for you to translate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-116656991042544694?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/116656991042544694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=116656991042544694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116656991042544694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116656991042544694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/12/tu-me-manques-tellement.html' title='tu me manques tellement'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-116639684325125209</id><published>2006-12-18T06:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T07:07:23.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel so banal...really</title><content type='html'>hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;i feel so banal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;i was part of the offerers kanina sa mass&lt;br /&gt;nahila nga lng ako ng mom ni steph...&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time kasi kaya im acting like a little child...&lt;br /&gt;happyhappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai nko&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out&lt;br /&gt;kaso im broke...&lt;br /&gt;d pa binibgy skn un money ko...&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so updates?&lt;br /&gt;ive been stucked in this house for almost &lt;strong&gt;3 &lt;/strong&gt;days na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;prince help me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;kung cno man prince un&lt;br /&gt;ive been busy downloading torrents and watching it...&lt;br /&gt;duh&lt;br /&gt;im so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tlga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i had enough sleep na&lt;br /&gt;that means zits are almost gone&lt;br /&gt;bubye zits!!&lt;br /&gt;but then marks will remain on my face for a long time so mukhang may zit parin ako&lt;br /&gt;badtrip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell thats part of college life...&lt;br /&gt;with all the stress ive been through&lt;br /&gt;syempre mgkakazits ako...&lt;br /&gt;super vain...&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;its normal for girls to be vain no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige na&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 1am and woke up at 3am&lt;br /&gt;irregular na sleep ko...&lt;br /&gt;eheehhehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-116639684325125209?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/116639684325125209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=116639684325125209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;badtrip&lt;br /&gt;that was so embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;buti nalang si aiza tsaka si elmer lang nakakita......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit na&lt;br /&gt;nakakahiya parin&lt;br /&gt;tapos when i tripped&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko&lt;br /&gt;"ay yung katabi ko!"&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;san ba galing un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell&lt;br /&gt;so our exams are over&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck........&lt;br /&gt;lcc people...sana tamarin kau pg chineckan nio un paper ko....&lt;br /&gt;gawin nio nang A or B.&lt;br /&gt;pwede na....ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what  im goin to do this break&lt;br /&gt;maybe ill ask friends to go out wid me ...&lt;br /&gt;dpt turuan din nila ako mgcommute..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i started misa de gallo kanina&lt;br /&gt;first timer ako....&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping to finsh the nine masses...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko lng..hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinatamad nko mgblog..........&lt;br /&gt;ai!!&lt;br /&gt;i saw a really nice dress in bf....sa presidents ave...the botique there..i wanna buy that ahahahaha...kaso i dunno kung mgkano... sigurop next week pupunta ako to check if mgkano...i really wanna buy that dress... i looks good with my pumps..hahahaha ang kikay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige na!!!&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;happy term break!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-116628710709388149?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/116628710709388149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=116628710709388149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116628710709388149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116628710709388149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-trippedso-predictable.html' title='i tripped....so predictable'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-116496723746060488</id><published>2006-12-01T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T18:00:37.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back!!</title><content type='html'>so............&lt;br /&gt;its been weeks er months since i last posted a blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been very busy&lt;br /&gt;and my keyboards busted...&lt;br /&gt;good thing my mom realized yesterday that our keyboard is busted and bought a new one!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was super...lemme think of the right word---&lt;br /&gt;useless??&lt;br /&gt;classes for thursday and friday were cancelled and i had to stay home...&lt;br /&gt;kasi naman i never did my MNE homeworks...&lt;br /&gt;ilan ba yun....about 6?&lt;br /&gt;so the thing is, i had to make those homeworks before the end of the term!!&lt;br /&gt;speaking of end of the term, finals na in about 10 days...&lt;br /&gt;kinakabahan ako&lt;br /&gt;lalo na sa mga subjects na di ko magets...&lt;br /&gt;ETI?&lt;br /&gt;Import export?&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha'&lt;br /&gt;pray for me that i wouldnt get a failing mark&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to repeat a subject no&lt;br /&gt;mahal mahal&lt;br /&gt;25000? per subject...no thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since tuesday, i have been downloading a tv show... the thing theyll show on abscbn..&lt;br /&gt;ahahahha&lt;br /&gt;the princess hours...&lt;br /&gt;talk about obsession...&lt;br /&gt;the story is good...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;you should watch it&lt;br /&gt;hahaahah&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i took a break from making the assignments and&lt;br /&gt;mommy bought new keyboards...&lt;br /&gt;buti naman&lt;br /&gt;and nilibre nia ko mgpafacial&lt;br /&gt;im so happy....&lt;br /&gt;at list medyo malinis na mukha ko&lt;br /&gt;u should go there&lt;br /&gt;ganda nila mgfacial&lt;br /&gt;the name is "Ageless center"&lt;br /&gt;sa festival mall&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;ill continue na making my mne homework&lt;br /&gt;nasa second to the last na ko&lt;br /&gt;yes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oki bye!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-116496723746060488?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/116496723746060488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=116496723746060488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116496723746060488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116496723746060488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back.html' title='im back!!'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-116169509890041864</id><published>2006-10-24T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T21:04:58.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Mangkukulam juan ekis</title><content type='html'>++++ i like the story...written by &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JUAN EKIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who also wrote 20 questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ang Mangkukulam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walang sinuman sa amin ang nagkamaling sumubok na tumingin sa mga mata niya... kahit isang saglit lang. Sa lahat ng pagkakataon na makakausap namin siya, na bihira naman, iniiwasan naming tumingin sa mga mata niya. Kung palarin kaming makausap siya, sa ibang bahagi ng mukha niya kami tumitingin. Sa labi, sa ilong, sa noo, sa pisngi. Pagkakamali mo ang tumingin sa mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabibilang sa daliri ng kamay mo ang mga nagtangkang tumingin. Ang iba’y panakaw, ang iba’y habang kausap. Lahat sila’y iisa ang kinahinatnan—nawawala sa sarili, nabaliw, nilayasan ng katinuan. Ngunit ang lahat ng ito ay mga kwento pa lamang—mga sabi-sabi, haka-haka. May nakapagsabing anim sa mga binatilyong bigla na lang nawala sa sarili ang biktima ng sumpa ng kanyang mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nariyan si Roni, barkada ko, na-admit sa mental last sem. Catatonic na raw sabi ng nanay—hindi nila matukoy ang dahilan. Si Christian, ang presidente ng student council, bigla na lang hindi pumasok. May balita raw na parating kinakausap ni Christian ang sarili. Si Lloyd, nagsasalita ng German sa Philo class namin. Nadismiss. Pati teacher, nabiktima. Si Dr. Alcantara, ang teacher namin sa Bio, pinagresign na ng Dean. Bigla na lang kasi itong kumakanta ng kanta ni April Boy sa gitna ng lecture niya. Nahuli ito minsan ni Dean na kumakanta ng “Ikaw Pa Rin” sa gitna ng lecture niya tunkol sa DNA. At ang pinakamatindi, si Yorrick na Captain ball ng varsity—ayaw nang pumasok dahil sa paranoia. Pakiramdam niya, parating may gustong pumatay sa kanya. Pinadala ng tatay sa rehab dahil napagkamalang nagdodroga. Ilan lang sila. Ilan lang sa mga naunang nagtangkang pumorma o manligaw. Ilan lang sa mga nagtangkang tumingin sa malalalim niyang mga mata. Lahat sila nabaliw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit walang nakapagpatunay na siya nga ang dahilan ng mga nangyari. Walang makapagbigay ng pruweba na may sumpa nga ang mga mata niya. Gayunpaman, kahit mga haka lang ang mga ito, wala na sa aking mga kaibigan ang sumusubok na makipagtitigan sa kanya. Dahil wala pa, kahit isa sa mga nagtangka, ang nakaligtas mula sa sumpa ng kanyang mga mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa ako sa mga nagtangka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakilala ko si Ana sa gala night ng huling play na ginawa ko sa University. Pagkatapos ng curtain call, sa gitna ng mga congratulations, yakapan, at sigawan, sa gitna ng mga nag-iiyakang cast members, nakita ko siyang papalapit sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam ko na agad ang unang dapat kong gawin. Kailangan kong umiwas ng tingin. Ngunit hindi na maiiwasan ang pagtatagpong ito. Lumapit siya sa akin para i-congratulate ako. Agad kong ipinako ang mga tingin ko sa kanyang nakapagtutulalang ngiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I loved it. It’s probably the darkest play I ever saw...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m taking that as a compliment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I meant it to be. By the way, my name’s Ana.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know...”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam kung ano itong pinapasok ko. Nakita ko ang ilan sa mga cast and crew ko na natigilan, napatingin sa direksiyon namin ni Ana. Parang sinasabing: “Huwag kang titingin sa mata, Huwag sa mata!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“It’s nice meeting you. Iwan na kita. I don’t want to steal you from your company.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero noong sandaling iyon, hindi ako takot mabaliw. May kakaibang misteryo ang bumabalot sa katauhan ni Ana. May kakaibang panghatak, kakaibang balani. May humihila sa aking manatili sa tabi niya kahit na alam kong kabaliwan ang gawin iyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“If you’re not busy tonight, we’re having our cast party at my place...you might wanna join us...you know...for booze and stuff...”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginantihan niya ako ng ngiti. &lt;em&gt;“I’d love that.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa New York lumaki si Ana. Bumalik siya dito sa Pilipinas dahil may kinailangang asikasuhin ang kanyang Nanay. Dito niya tinapos ang kalahati ng kanyang high school at dito na rin niya balak tapusin ang kanyang kolehiyo. Bunso siya sa tatlong magkakapatid. Senior Manager ang ate niya sa isang kilalang bangko sa Makati samantalang ang kuya niya, o kuyang-ate, ay nasa kung saang sulok ng Malate, tumutugtog ng gitara sa gabi, ibang instrumento naman sa madaling-araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Ana ang paborito ng kanyang ina na gabi-gabi niyang kasama maliban lang ng gabing iyon. Maliit pa si Ana nang namatay ang tatay niya. Binaril ang tatay ni Ana sa harapan niya. Nagmamaneho noon ang tatay, katabi siya sa harap. Red light—huminto ang kotse sa isang intersection, nang bigla na lang, may isang lalaking naka-shades ang tumapat sa bintana ng kanyang tatay, tinutukan ng baril sa ulo, at pinaputok. Hindi niya maalala ang naramdaman niya noon. Bata pa siya masyado para maalala. Hindi rin niya naintindihan kung ano ang nangyari. Pero hindi niya kailanman malilimutan ang mukha ng lalaking bumaril sa kanyang ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malayo ang narating ng kwentuhan namin. Mula sa pamilya, eskwela, mga hilig, bisyo, barkada, hanggang lolo’t lola. Humanities pala ang kinukuha niya, major in literature kaya sobrang interesado siya sa mga writers ng school. Matagal na pala niyang sinusubaybayan ang mga sinusulat ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“This is your most angst-ridden play.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hindi naman talaga ako angst-ridden. Maloko lang talaga akong magsulat.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So are you working on any new plays?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang lumalalim nang lumalalim ang aming pag-uusap, lumalalim na rin ang tama namin. Marami kaming natutunan tungkol sa isa’t isa, marami na rin kaming alkohol sa katawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Labas tayo,”&lt;/em&gt; aya ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iniwan namin ang tropa sa bahay. Kalahati sa kanila’y lasing na, may ilang sabog sa tsongki, at nakita ko na ring lumabas ng kuwarto ko ang lead actor at actress ng play ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binaybay namin ang malamig na kalsada na iniilawan ng malamlam na titig ng buwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako makapaniwala, na kasama ko ngayong gabi ang pinakamaganda, pinaka-seksi, pinakamaputi, pinakamakinis, pinaka-“M”—lahat na ng “M”—mabango, mapulang labi, misteryosa, mahabang buhok, mayaman, mabait, malusog at malaman... Ang pantasya ng bayan, ang pinakapatok, ang pinakamabenta sa market, ang pinakaaabangan sa takilya, ang cover girl at centerfold ng school organ, ang dream kepyas ng mga seniors, ang di-mahawak-hawakan, di matitig-titigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hanggang pantasya lang kaming lahat. Hanggang isip lang. Dahil sa takot sa sumpa. Pero ngayon, kasama ko siya, naglalakad kami, nagkukwentuhan, nagpapalitan ng mga sama ng loob, ng mga pangarap, ng mga buntong-hininga, ng katahimikan. Minsan, mas malalim ang makipagpalitan ng katahimikan kaysa ng mga karanasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medyo hilo na kami pero nakapako pa rin sa isip ko ang isang bagay: “Huwag kang titingin sa mata, huwag sa mata.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Are you scared of me?”&lt;/em&gt; Bigla niyang tanong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko inasahan ang tanong na iyon. Pareho na kaming medyo nahihilo. Kumapit siya sa braso ko at inihiga ang ulo sa aking balikat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Is it true?”&lt;/em&gt; Tanong ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginantihan lang niya ako ng ngiti. Hindi ko man tukuyin, alam niya kung ano ang tinatanong ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“What do you think?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Tingin ko, totoo.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam kung ano’ng pumasok sa kukote ko. Nasobrahan na siguro ako sa alkohol. Hinawakan ko ang mukha niya, nakapako pa rin ang mga mata ko sa kanyang labi. Dahan-dahang dumampi ang init ng aking labi sa kanyang labi habang hinahawi ng aking dila ang kurtina ng kanyang pag-aalinlangan. At sa loob ng isang mahabang sandali, nalunod kami sa dilim ng sandaling pagkurap ng buwan. Naghiwalay ang aming mga labi, at wala nang gustong dapuan ang aking mga mata kundi ang kanyang tingin. Noong gabing iyon, naligaw ang aking ulirat sa lalim ng kanyang mga mata.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyon ang huli naming pagkikita bago siya umalis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na muli ako nakarinig mula noon galing sa kanya. Hindi ko na siya nakita sa campus. Nabalitaan ko na lang sa isa niyang kaibigan na bumalik na siyang New York. Tapos na siguro ang inaasikaso ng kanyang Nanay. Umalis siyang walang paalam, nang hindi tinatapos ang kanyang mga sinimulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam kung dapat kong ikatuwa ang pananatili ng aking katinuan matapos ang gabing iyon. Hindi ko alam kung napatunayan kong sabi-sabi lang ang sumpa tungkol sa kanyang mga mata o nakaligtas ako mula rito. Nakaligtas nga ba ako? O hinayaang makaligtas? Pero minsan naiisip ko na mas mabuti na lang ang mabaliw. Minsan, sinasabi ko sa sarili, na mabuti pa’ng wala ka sa sarili kaysa malaman mo kung ano ang hindi mo naangkin—ang hindi mo na maangkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko na ulit nahanap ang labing iyon. Iyon ang halik na kung saan ihahambing ko ang lahat ng mga halik na aking naangkin, at matatanto kong wala ni isa sa kanila ang makatatapat dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinubukan kong hanapin kay Shiela, ang naging lead actress ng sumunod kong dula—ang una kong dula sa labas ng pamantasan. Commercial model si Shiela pero gusto niyang matutong umarte kaya siya sumali sa acting workshop ni binibigay ko pag summer. Hindi siya talaga marunong umarte. Pero nang makita ko siya, sabi ko sa sarili na kaya ko siyang paartehin. Walang taong walang talent. Kahit hindi ka marunong umarte, kaya kitang paartehin. Lalo na ang isang commercial model na katulad ni Shiela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi talaga makuha sa kahit na ano’ng workshop si Shiela. Hindi siya uubra sa entablado. Gusto ko mang kunin siyang bida ng dula ko dahil siya ang hitsurang hinahanap ko, kahit sinong walang alam sa teatro ang magsasabing gago ang direktor kapag ipinagpilitan siyang maging artista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam ito ni Shiela. Dumating ang auditions. Alam niyang di niya ako madadaan sa santong dasalan, kaya dinaan niya ako sa santong paspasan. Sa mas malambot na entablado siya nag-audition sa akin. Papasa na. Marami pala siyang “theater” experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bago ako bumangon sa kama, hinalikan ko si Shiela, hinahanap ko ang labi ni Ana. At tumitig ako sa kanyang mga mata, hinihintay na maligaw ang aking ulirat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyon na ang huling paglabas ni Shiela sa entablado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinubukan kong hanapin kay Mary Ann. Si Mary Ann ang teacher ko sa integral calculus. Typical grade A nerd pero kung tatanggalan mo ng salamin at ilulugay mo ang buhok, pwede na. Parang sa commercial ng Pop: “Siya ‘yon!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabasa ko sa kung saan na ang mga matatalinong tao raw ang mga pinakasenswal. Base raw ito sa konsepto ng tabula rasa—“nothing is in the intellect without passing through the senses.” Kung gayon, mas matalino ka, mas marami ang dumaan sa iyong mga pandama, kaya mas senswal ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama nga naman. Itong si Mary Ann, kung gaano ka-academic sa klase, ganoon ka-wild sa kama. Kung anu-ano ang pinagagawa sa akin. Memoryado yata ang kamasutra (academic nga!). Pati yata lahat ng mga ritwal ng mga pagano nagawa na namin, at tipong nagresearch pa siyang mabuti dahil habang naghihintay siya ng orgasm, naglelecture siya tungkol sa historical at social contexts ng mga ritwal na ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero nang hindi ko nahanap sa kanya ang labi ni Ana, at ang lalim ng kanyang mga mata, hindi na ako ulit pumasok sa calculus. Pagkatapos ng sem, bagsak ako, overcut. Kinailangan kong i-retake ang subject sa ibang teacher—si Mrs. Tigershark, isang dambuhalang terror na di ko maintindihan kung bakit naging misis. Eto, kahit anong talino nitong babaeng ito, hindi ako maniniwalang senswal siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung saan-saan ko hinanap si Ana: Kay Daisy—yung waitress na may dalawa nang anak at naghahanap ng mayamang foreigner na magdadala sa kanya sa ibang bansa; kay Jeli, yung dancer na sinasayawan muna ako bago kami mag-sex; si Denise—yung account executuve ng isang agency na sobrang tahimik sa kama, takot na marinig ng kahit na sino, pakiramdam niya parati’y may nanonood sa kanya; si Maia—yung TV producer ng isang di-kilalang TV show na hindi makaraos kung hindi kumakain ng pizza habang nakikipagtalik; si Marie na ayaw patira sa kepyas at pagkatapos ng tatlong linggong pagtitiyaga ko sa pwet ay nalaman kong lalaki pala (putangina!); at si Alex—ang CEO ng ad agency na pinagtatrabahuhan ko, na FF (Fucking Friend) ko at ka-OPM (On pag magkasama).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Alina siguro ako pinakamatagal na naghanap. Nakilala ko siya sa kiddie birthday party ng pamangkin ko. Siya ang naghost ng mga games. Simpleng babae lang si Alina. Hindi siya matalino pero masipag. Nagtatrabaho siya sa Jollibee pag umaga at nag-aaral sa hapon at gabi—paunti-unting units, makatapos lang. Accounting ang kinukuha niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halos dalawang taon din kaming magkasama ni Alina. Marami akong natutunan sa kanya, at masasabi kong malalim rin ang pinagsamahan naming dalawa. Naging matalik kaming magkaibigan. Naramdaman ko sa kanya na kailangan niya ako, at mas naging malinaw sa akin ang pagkakaroon ng silbi, ang pakiramdam ng may nangangailangan sa iyo, ang pakiramdam na ang mga braso ng isang lalaki’y hinulma ng Diyos sa balikat ng babae. Tinulungan ko siya sa kanyang pag-aaral. Kahit mahina ako sa Math, nagtiyaga akong aralin ito para magapang niya ang kanyang diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagtatrabaho na ako noon bilang creative director sa isang advertising agency nang grumaduate si Alina. Sa graduation party niya, niyaya ko siyang magpakasal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko’y tuluyan ko nang malilimutan si Ana. Pero habang lumalayo ang alaala niya, lalong lumilinaw sa akin ang hindi ko naangkin. Nanunuot sa balat ko, tumatagos sa bungo, kinakain ang utak ko. Parang obsesyon, habang pinipilit makalimutan ay lalong naaalala, habang nilalabanan ay lalong nagwawagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namatay si Alina isang linggo bago ang aming kasal. Isang gabing pauwi siya galing sa trabaho sa bangko, hinarang siya ng mga adik sa isang eskinita, pinagsamantalahan...pinatay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang buwan akong wala sa sarili. Gabi-gabing nagluluksa karamay si San Miguel. Nag-aaliw sa mga ilaw na patay sindi, at sa mga balakang na gumigiling. Kilala ko na ang aking sarili. Hindi madali para sa akin ang lumimot. Kaya hindi ko inaaliw ang aking sarili para makalimot. Inaaliw ko ang aking sarili para lumikha ng mga bagong alaala sa pag-asang makalikha ako ng alaalang higit pa sa alaala ng gabi ng huli naming pagkikita ni Ana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dapat ay nagluluksa ako sa pagkamatay ni Alina. Pero ibang bagay pa rin ang pinagluluksaan ko...hanggang ngayon.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilang taon na nga ba? Lima? Anim? Hindi ko na matandaan. Natututunan ko na ang lumimot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kung kailan ko natututunang makalimutan ang lahat, bigla siyang dumating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyon ang huli naming pagkikita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natagpuan ko siyang nakaupo sa isang coffee shop, mukhang may hinihintay. Wala siya pinagbago kundi mas maganda siya. Hindi ako magkakamaling siya iyon. Naroon ang panghatak na naramdaman ko noong una niya akong nilapitan. Para akong compass, wala nang ibang pupuntahan ang mga paa ko kundi ang North...siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Ana?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagulat siya. At ginantihan niya ako ng ngiting tulad ng ibinabato niya sa akin dati. Hindi siya tumanda. At lalong mapusyaw ang pula ng kanyang mga labi. Naka-shades siya, parang nangungutya, ayaw ipakita ang misteryong bumihag sa akin sa loob ng ilang taon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi kami pareho makapagsalita. Kahit kamustahan. Sapat na ang palitan namin ng katahimikan. Mas nakabubusog ang katahimikan sa mga sandaling ganito kaysa sa magkwentuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Kailan ka pa bumalik?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just two days ago.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sino’ng kasama mo?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumukas ang pinto ng coffee shop at pumasok ang isang apat na taong gulang na batang babae kasama ang yaya nito. Sinenyasan ni Ana ang yaya na maupo sa lamesa sa kabila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My daughter.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahabang katahimikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ganitong paghahanap, hinahanap ko bang talaga ang daan palabas, o ang karanasan lang ng pagiging ligaw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I just wanted to say hi. I really have to go. It’s nice to see you again, Ana.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginantihan lang niya ako ng ngiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You still haven’t answered my question before.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Which one?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is it true? Na lahat ng lalaking tumitig sa mata mo ay nababaliw?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinanggal niya ang kanyang shades. At muli, ipinamalas niya sa akin ang malalim na daigdig ng kanyang mga mata kung saan naligaw ang aking ulirat. Matagal. Pero sandali lang. Sa isang tingin—parang nagkasya ang ilang taon kong paghahanap sa liwanag ng kanyang mga mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Goodbye Ana.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumabas ako ng coffee shop. Dire-diretso ang lakad ko. Hindi ko alam kung saan ako papunta. Hinahanap ko sa tinabunan kong alaala ang gabing bago siya umalis. Ang init ng labi niya. Ang ulirat kong naglalaro’t naliligaw sa kristal na uniberso ng kanyang mga mata. Ang kanyang pag-aalinlangan na hinawi ng aking dila. Ang gabi ng aking pangangahas na danasin ang sumpa. Ngunit wala akong mahanap. Wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumiretso ako sa kwarto ko at binuksan ang drawer ng tukador. Inilabas ko ang aking revolver. Hindi ko alam dati kung bakit ko ito binili. Ngayon, alam ko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dati, hindi pinapayagan ng simbahan na bigyan ng Katolikong libing ang mga nagpakamatay. Pero iniba na ito ngayon. Sabi nila, hindi daw natin alam ang nangyayari sa kaluluwa ng mga nagpakamatay. Maaaring humingi sila ng tawad sa Diyos sa huling sandali. Maaari din namang wala sila talagang kasalanan dahil wala sila sa sarili. Mga baliw lang daw ang bumabawi ng sarili nilang buhay. Mga baliw lang daw ang nagpapakamatay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-116169509890041864?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/116169509890041864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=116169509890041864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116169509890041864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116169509890041864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/10/ang-mangkukulam-juan-ekis.html' title='Ang Mangkukulam juan ekis'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-116135889024241374</id><published>2006-10-20T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T23:41:31.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes i feel like....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sometimes i feel like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my face is so makapal and that gets me what i want&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;in a bad way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;(in general)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;............uhHh this is really embarrassing...no really it is... well at times i use this "trait" to get what i want..and i think that it gives people a bad impression about me..but who cares of what other people think? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am so loud that it distracts other people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;...........true enough....lemme tel you a story...there was this one time at select..i saw my prof and started to talk unstoppably all of the sudden someone reacted and shouted "ang ingay!!" and i stopped talking... i dunno why i have become this way...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is what college has done to me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;being so loud and kikay was never the "high school" carmina.. really.. i was the timid girl blabla....well this is were i could say that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people change&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"you dont expect people youve met in high school will be the same&lt;br /&gt;ten months after you last seen them...stupid..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;im bad coz i curse....A LOT!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;..........when you say that cursing is really bad... ha!!! you have not heard me curse yet...i cuss like that word is part of my normal vocabulary that is accepted in public....An example.. "putangina ang gago ni _____ amputa"&gt;&gt;&gt;see is it acceptable someplace???&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.........&lt;/strong&gt;but then....cursing is still part of me...you can never change that...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i may have hurt(ed??) a couple of people because im kinda prangka...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;..........yea im pranka....NOT IN A GOOD WAY.... at times words just slip out of my mouth and yea...may mga nsaktan ako...im trying to change that&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;im a clown coz im &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;clumsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;...........nuff said....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so you have just witnessed carmina pouring out bad vibes...hahahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-116135889024241374?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/116135889024241374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=116135889024241374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116135889024241374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116135889024241374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-i-feel-like.html' title='sometimes i feel like....'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-116062384329647329</id><published>2006-10-12T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T11:30:43.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skul</title><content type='html'>im using eula's laptop...&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my marketing class mamayang 11:45&lt;br /&gt;what time is it? 11:10 am&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;early bird...&lt;br /&gt;i missed blogging like this..ung walang istorbo..&lt;br /&gt;sira kasi un keyboard at home..&lt;br /&gt;and i missed my blog so much&lt;br /&gt;ive been very busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I just cant beleive that second term is hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobra hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;hirap talaga&lt;br /&gt;busy na&lt;br /&gt;daming presentations&lt;br /&gt;aside from that im having a lot of zits&lt;br /&gt;(sabi ni eula i miss first term)&lt;br /&gt;im stressed&lt;br /&gt;im aving a hard time..hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;i need help!!!&lt;br /&gt;sige na tulungan nio ko&lt;br /&gt;andami ko giagawa&lt;br /&gt;siguro di naman tama na nagrereklamo ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!!I should face the music!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agree?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai nako walang signal dito ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige na...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-116062384329647329?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/116062384329647329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=116062384329647329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116062384329647329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116062384329647329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/10/skul.html' title='skul'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-116023260936361839</id><published>2006-10-07T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T10:18:47.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip once trip twice trip thrice....hahahahha</title><content type='html'>okay...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;so i thought that this day would be as normal as usual...&lt;br /&gt;however...&lt;br /&gt;somethin happened that "made a difference"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I tripped...not once BUT 3 TIMES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kno wut ur thinkin...&lt;br /&gt;its embarrassin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you the stories behind those "trips"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st trip:&lt;br /&gt;---aiza and i went jollibee to eat...&lt;br /&gt;---a couple of minutes later...we went back to sfc&lt;br /&gt;---i was talkin 2 her and all of the sudden....i tripped!!!&lt;br /&gt;no one would have notice if i didfnt shout...&lt;br /&gt;stupid me&lt;br /&gt;but thern someone helped me... tnx &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NSTP Boy and ate guard!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akala ko that was the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd trip:&lt;br /&gt;---i was with aiza (again) seychelle and karen&lt;br /&gt;---i was talkin to them and wapak!! i tripped nanaman!!!!&lt;br /&gt;nakita nanaman ni ate guard..puta hiyan hiya nako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanood kami ng olympiad...&lt;br /&gt;nanalo ako ng 500&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd trip:&lt;br /&gt;--tapos na un olympiad&lt;br /&gt;--time to go home..&lt;br /&gt;--pababa na kami ng stairs..&lt;br /&gt;--with aiza..and gemboy&lt;br /&gt;--nahulog ako sa stairs...&lt;br /&gt;2 steps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malas ko!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-116023260936361839?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/116023260936361839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=116023260936361839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116023260936361839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/116023260936361839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/10/trip-once-trip-twice-trip.html' title='Trip once trip twice trip thrice....hahahahha'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115781008648620065</id><published>2006-09-09T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:54:46.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dengue at my high school</title><content type='html'>yesterday&lt;br /&gt;was yet another boring day of my life&lt;br /&gt;i was just at home and watching&lt;br /&gt;avoiding to eat food&lt;br /&gt;haahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i watched the news&lt;br /&gt;i saw my high school&lt;br /&gt;and those mamas who were fumigating the campus&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tpos&lt;br /&gt;sbi&lt;br /&gt;there was a grade two student who died from dengue&lt;br /&gt;and taga dun xa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year&lt;br /&gt;i had dengue&lt;br /&gt;and my mom though na the dengue lamok was from my school&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa mga basura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;my school was kinda dirty because of the recyclable things hanging around sa tabi tabi&lt;br /&gt;kasi they have thought na&lt;br /&gt;"may pera sa basura"&lt;br /&gt;so aun&lt;br /&gt;sa class ko last year, there were some of us who had dengue...&lt;br /&gt;i, the girl who had very low resistance had it too&lt;br /&gt;what a pity&lt;br /&gt;that is why i flunked my dlsu exams&lt;br /&gt;kasi i was not feeling well that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a sunday, the next day(monday)&lt;br /&gt;i went to the bathroom and hinimatay ako&lt;br /&gt;i knew then and there na there is something wrong about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few hours later, my mom made me eat and i could say na near death experience na un kasi ngblack out na talaga&lt;br /&gt;but i could still hear ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grbe i was so scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ao kinahapunan we went tothe doctor and the doctor said na it could possibly be dengue fever&lt;br /&gt;i was confined for like 5 days&lt;br /&gt;sa asian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mom got really mad na and she called my school&lt;br /&gt;she talked to the vice principal and said that the school was responsile for my sickness&lt;br /&gt;but then they denied it by saying na they were having occassional fumigations sa school...&lt;br /&gt;my mom was not satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next monday, i went to school na&lt;br /&gt;it was a monday so there was an assembly&lt;br /&gt;that person told the whole assemble na no one should spread rumors about the school&lt;br /&gt;kasi daw ang sakit ko d daw dengue..tonsilitis daw..&lt;br /&gt;i was lik "huh?"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;fuck that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aun&lt;br /&gt;a young girl died because of the lamoks pestering my high school&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace littile girl....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115781008648620065?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115781008648620065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115781008648620065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115781008648620065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115781008648620065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/09/dengue-at-my-high-school.html' title='dengue at my high school'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115780904816759090</id><published>2006-09-09T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:37:28.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back... i missed blogging so much that i turned on the computer and started typing this....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im having a term break right now and...um&lt;br /&gt;its boring kasi i spent all my money sa isang pumps lang...&lt;br /&gt;but its really pretty talaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then...&lt;br /&gt;my mommy is so nice na binilhan nia ko ng damit sa limited&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero overall&lt;br /&gt;boring talaga term break ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except nalang when im at the mall...&lt;br /&gt;i love the mall&lt;br /&gt;duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when kristel hung out dito sa bahay&lt;br /&gt;i missed her loads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaka nga pala&lt;br /&gt;im on a diet na&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;if im losing weight...&lt;br /&gt;oh god i hope so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the deprivation  ive been through this week?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;pero ill continue this until i become underweight&lt;br /&gt;im serious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious talaga..&lt;br /&gt;eversince i lost weight talaga ive&lt;br /&gt;become super conscious&lt;br /&gt;im occassionally bulimic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaahaa&lt;br /&gt;gago totoo un&lt;br /&gt;u know when i feel like ive&lt;br /&gt;ate so much, i would usually go to the bathroom to purge what i ate...&lt;br /&gt;disgusting&lt;br /&gt;and while im doing this, i pray...&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;weird&lt;br /&gt;ngsosorry ako&lt;br /&gt;pero totoo talaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aun enough of my eating disorder&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;nakakahiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed u loads&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115780904816759090?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115780904816759090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115780904816759090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115780904816759090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115780904816759090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahahaha-well-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115724890414839501</id><published>2006-09-03T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T10:01:44.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicenice...read this</title><content type='html'>Everybody's Free (to wear sunscreen)&lt;br /&gt;Mary SchmichChicago Tribune&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97... wear sunscreen.&lt;br /&gt;If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT.&lt;br /&gt;The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.&lt;br /&gt;I will dispense this advice now.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.&lt;br /&gt;You are NOT as fat as you imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Do one thing every day that scares you.&lt;br /&gt;Sing.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.&lt;br /&gt;Floss.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.&lt;br /&gt;Stretch.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.&lt;br /&gt;Get plenty of calcium.&lt;br /&gt;Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.&lt;br /&gt;Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.&lt;br /&gt;Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.&lt;br /&gt;Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.&lt;br /&gt;Travel.&lt;br /&gt;Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.&lt;br /&gt;Respect your elders.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.&lt;br /&gt;Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.&lt;br /&gt;But trust me on the sunscreen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115724890414839501?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115724890414839501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115724890414839501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115724890414839501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115724890414839501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/09/niceniceread-this.html' title='nicenice...read this'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115724880863323169</id><published>2006-09-03T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T10:00:08.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o fak!! tpos na first term!!</title><content type='html'>ok so&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;tpos na 1st term&lt;br /&gt;sya&lt;br /&gt;2wiks of extrme rest&lt;br /&gt;hai&lt;br /&gt;buti nmn&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;sna may a ako&lt;br /&gt;or mgdeans list nren&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;dream on bitch!!&lt;br /&gt;i juz wanna maintain my scholarship&lt;br /&gt;it wud be a failure pg nwala un&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115724880863323169?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115724880863323169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115724880863323169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115724880863323169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115724880863323169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/09/o-fak-tpos-na-first-term.html' title='o fak!! tpos na first term!!'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115622731978860336</id><published>2006-08-22T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T14:15:19.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;im at school&lt;br /&gt;im actually bored...&lt;br /&gt;kasi everyones havin a mock test&lt;br /&gt;e ako tpos na&lt;br /&gt;sumuko nako&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;kasi i wasnt able to review those stuff so im stuck here waiting fo the others to finish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this mornin,&lt;br /&gt;went to school almost late&lt;br /&gt;we almost got hit by a basura truck&lt;br /&gt;pero buti nlng ndi&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;mom went so ballistic&lt;br /&gt;and she kept on hitting me&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;basta we fought&lt;br /&gt;i kept on shouting and she did too&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;kasi naman i was so badtripped&lt;br /&gt;kasi we got out iof the house at 8am&lt;br /&gt;e ang class ko 8 am&lt;br /&gt;hai&lt;br /&gt;i hate being late...&lt;br /&gt;i just got really frustrated&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;i had my english class&lt;br /&gt;the ususal&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but this time we discussed the project proposal...&lt;br /&gt;hai&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i got a nice grade&lt;br /&gt;93.5 hahaha&lt;br /&gt;a grade that i should be proud of&lt;br /&gt;gago!&lt;br /&gt;kasi nmm i got really pressured&lt;br /&gt;tpos all the ideas&lt;br /&gt;o at list i got i high grade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;we ate ate the caf&lt;br /&gt;we hung out the usual i studied and stuff&lt;br /&gt;hai&lt;br /&gt;College life is freakin hard!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;hai nako&lt;br /&gt;im feelin really pressured&lt;br /&gt;di bale&lt;br /&gt;next wik exams ko na&lt;br /&gt;di bale&lt;br /&gt;its just one hell of a week&lt;br /&gt;o diba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sked of exams!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aug 29, 2006- MARKETING, ACU ROOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;English For Business, MPH POOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aug 30, 2006-  ACCOUNTING, MPH ROOM(oh GOD HELP ME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aug 31, 2006- MIS, MPH ROOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sept 2, 2006- BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION, MPH ROOM (oh shit isa pa!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BUSINESS MATH, ACU ROOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as you can see the 2 most hardest subjects are scheduked on the same day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o fak!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;breaktime na!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dto lng nmn ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115622731978860336?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115565486464253604</id><published>2006-08-15T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:14:24.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not havin a great night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been makin my project preoposal and i dunno if im doing this just right&lt;br /&gt;and i actually feel so sleepy na&lt;br /&gt;bd3p&lt;br /&gt;i wanna finish this na&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115565486464253604?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115565486464253604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115565486464253604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115565486464253604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115565486464253604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-not-havin-great-night.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115561785424587137</id><published>2006-08-15T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T12:57:56.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;im feelin so pressured...&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt show, but i really feel pressured...&lt;br /&gt;i got to imed tel kagbe and told her that i fell pressured and relly nervous that i might&lt;br /&gt;lose my scholarship..&lt;br /&gt;she told me na kaya ko daw un&lt;br /&gt;and i should not lose hope&lt;br /&gt;losing my scholarship means dissappointing my parents&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and making myself sad....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;diba&lt;br /&gt;ive adjusted na here...and then..dont even wanna think about that...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;im actually havin my mis class and im starting to get really interested...&lt;br /&gt;duh!!&lt;br /&gt;exm na&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;duh,,&lt;br /&gt;ok so ill listen to sir nlng ulet kasi kailangan ko pumasa...&lt;br /&gt;duh&lt;br /&gt;ai teka...&lt;br /&gt;here are my coursework grades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math:C&lt;br /&gt;Business Administration:C&lt;br /&gt;Accounting: B&lt;br /&gt;Management Information Systems: B&lt;br /&gt;Marketing: A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o diba...&lt;br /&gt;my average grade is 64..just ryt kasi my maintaining ata is 61..&lt;br /&gt;sna gnyn dn ako sa finals...&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna be part of the deanslist&lt;br /&gt;kasi wla lng...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;cge makikinig nko kay sir tanos..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115561785424587137?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115561785424587137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115561785424587137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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were the most memorable weeks of my life...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;sounds cheezy but yes... it was really memorable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to start &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1667/3136/1600/PICT1618.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;off, we had our aqcuaintance party last 08/05/06..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;still remember(duh..im not that old!)&lt;br /&gt;it was a lot of fun...&lt;br /&gt;unlimited beer...&lt;br /&gt;duh!!&lt;br /&gt;it spells F-U-N&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;i got to hang out with my friends and get drunk?!?!&lt;br /&gt;joke...&lt;br /&gt;so aun twas really memorable and i would never regret going to that party though i got a lil drunk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1667/3136/1600/PICT1672.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;photos are here!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chubbhi.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.chubbhi.multiply.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then tuesday we went to kubo and hung out...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;it ws also fun hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so aun&lt;br /&gt;controlcontrol...&lt;br /&gt;u kno wt i mean&lt;br /&gt;bitches!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then wednesday, i went to my old highschool&lt;br /&gt;imma&lt;br /&gt;funny pero i missed imma unlike others&lt;br /&gt;d ko alm kung bkt...&lt;br /&gt;basta&lt;br /&gt;then i saw my high school crush&lt;br /&gt;shit 4th yr plng xa&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dnt care..&lt;br /&gt;wla na un&lt;br /&gt;its just admiration&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;ambitch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;friday, i got to hang out with my &lt;strong&gt;mommy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i missed hanging out with her&lt;br /&gt;ung hangout na walang away&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;kasi we often fight&lt;br /&gt;lgi naman ata gnun pg mgina e&lt;br /&gt;she treated me sa &lt;strong&gt;almon marina&lt;/strong&gt;..yum!!!&lt;br /&gt;pangdiet ung fud&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;we had make up classes&lt;br /&gt;after that i got to meet up with my friend &lt;strong&gt;tel&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i missed her so much!! hahaha kasi naman e dmi kme kwentos&lt;br /&gt;we hung out sa house ni chleyr coz its her birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAppy Birthday Claire Denise Ramos!!(belated...i guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and then i got to hang out with my batchmates...&lt;br /&gt;told you i miss people from imma&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;basta it was fun and i managed to avoid beer...&lt;br /&gt;ble!!&lt;br /&gt;d ko habit un no!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, ive bin makin my management assignment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mamaya mgaaral ako sa acctng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bye &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115544467767204392?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115544467767204392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115544467767204392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115544467767204392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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an argument with mom..hahah&lt;br /&gt;juz a petty thing&lt;br /&gt;started my diet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;classes were a gain cancelled&lt;br /&gt;went to sm southmall&lt;br /&gt;searched for clothes but i wasnt able to buy&lt;br /&gt;went to lets face it and had a facial&lt;br /&gt;had another argument with mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go to school&lt;br /&gt;i had the "suspension of classes hangover"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday:&lt;br /&gt; i only had one class&lt;br /&gt;it was marketing&lt;br /&gt;then i ate at the manx food was good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;br /&gt;i went to school early for my service&lt;br /&gt;i thought that i was joining the school search at dla&lt;br /&gt;but then we were not&lt;br /&gt;so dissappointing&lt;br /&gt;but we went to charbroiled instead&lt;br /&gt;with justin karen and gerard&lt;br /&gt;we ate food and stuff&lt;br /&gt;then went back to school and hung out&lt;br /&gt;we spent r tym taking pics and making tambay&lt;br /&gt;and laughing out loud&lt;br /&gt;kasi we were the only ones sa lobby&lt;br /&gt;then karen me and kat went to karen's dorm and brainstormed about our makeup sa satuday&lt;br /&gt;its like everyones preparing for the acquaintance partey&lt;br /&gt;we posed for the camera again and mom fetched me&lt;br /&gt;sumabay si steph samin coz her dissmissal is at 5&lt;br /&gt;so aun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday:&lt;br /&gt;had make up class in management&lt;br /&gt;it was fun&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;great disscussion but i was dissapointed abt my midterm grade&lt;br /&gt;it was 50% pasang awa&lt;br /&gt;sir is really mababang mgbigy ng gred&lt;br /&gt;so badtrip&lt;br /&gt;but it was ok at least almost everyone juz got the same score as me..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;after class we waited for the cradle meeting&lt;br /&gt;then we ate at flaming wings with youma aiza karen dj and elmer&lt;br /&gt;i ate mashed potato coz i was on a diet&lt;br /&gt;i saw a really cute guy there&lt;br /&gt;i think he was really looking at me&lt;br /&gt;or was ha banlag??&lt;br /&gt;basta hes really hot&lt;br /&gt;we made pictyur2 again&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then went back they said that cradle meeting is cancelld&lt;br /&gt;hai nako&lt;br /&gt;and then i called mom tons of times but shes not anwering so i made tambay sa school again&lt;br /&gt;i tried learning how to tambol the percussions but i cant seem to learn&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;elmer said that theres a certain tono sa style ng pgtambol&lt;br /&gt;the are 5 styles&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;d ko parin magets&lt;br /&gt;so i ended up leaning sa percussions nia&lt;br /&gt;and making tambol it repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;then mom came na&lt;br /&gt;we went to ruins&lt;br /&gt;she bought dvd&lt;br /&gt;i was pissed coz stores are closed pa&lt;br /&gt;so aun&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i had a long saturday&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday:&lt;br /&gt;i stayed at home&lt;br /&gt;did my accounting homework and i got it na&lt;br /&gt;i watched the oc season 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you dj for  lending me the dvd!!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then went to sm bicutan and bought ink for the printer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aun&lt;br /&gt;my weekend&lt;br /&gt;fun&lt;br /&gt; busy&lt;br /&gt;hectic and tiring...&lt;br /&gt;bay...hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115426998731495488?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115426998731495488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115426998731495488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;so i guess that there would be ALOT of saturday classes&lt;br /&gt;and things like that&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i started my diet&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;had a new haircut&lt;br /&gt;painted my nails wyt&lt;br /&gt;had a facial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;pampering sa bakasyon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115383201372493863?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115383201372493863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115383201372493863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115383201372493863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115383201372493863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/oi.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115358170349419609</id><published>2006-07-22T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:21:43.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo...&lt;br /&gt;Im back&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since I last typed my blog kasi naman sira ung keaboard ng kompyu&lt;br /&gt;Fuck un sobra&lt;br /&gt;Hai nako&lt;br /&gt;Ive been making my management assignment and accounting report sa laptop ni dadi&lt;br /&gt;And im actually typing this sa Microsoft word sa laptop ni dadi...again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***(how I wish na mgkalaptop dn ako)***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haahaha wish lng un&lt;br /&gt;Mukng di naman mgkakatotoo&lt;br /&gt;Dmi nangyari ngaung wik&lt;br /&gt;I had fever&lt;br /&gt;For a few hours nga lng&lt;br /&gt;Take note: hours lang&lt;br /&gt;So I wasn’t able to attend the cradle meeting kagabi and service thing...&lt;br /&gt;Hai&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I would get sick&lt;br /&gt;Pero bakit gnun&lt;br /&gt;Ngkasakit nga ko di naman ako pumayat&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Fuck un&lt;br /&gt;Sobra...&lt;br /&gt;I had new goals nga e...&lt;br /&gt;Its juz actually “written” on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;E2 xa&lt;br /&gt;GOALS!!!&lt;br /&gt;1. Lose weight in 4 months...approx 30lbs(anlaki nun)&lt;br /&gt;2. Save money...mga 10taw...kaya ba??e starbucks palang ubos na pera ko e..&lt;br /&gt;3. Maintain my scholarship&lt;br /&gt;4. Avoid being so tactless para wala akong nasasaktan..hehehekasi theres this one time na nasa zion kami sabi ko ...bsta un na&lt;br /&gt;5 .be a deans lister next term..sana..wag muna presidents mataas un mashado&lt;br /&gt;6. take care of my face...dmi ko na zits.. fuck&lt;br /&gt;7. study accounting..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and mis...hai nako&lt;br /&gt;8. Avoid buying nonsense things&lt;br /&gt;9. get at least a B sa final grade ko this term&lt;br /&gt;10. serve the skul..duh scholarship&lt;br /&gt;11. read more&lt;br /&gt;12. practice making essays...take time to learn 1 new word a day hahaha,,,weird&lt;br /&gt;13. read the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;14. watch the news&lt;br /&gt;15. type on my blog..hahah..love u blog&lt;br /&gt;16. exercise more...ung ball and the weights..ok na un&lt;br /&gt;17. avoid eating too much&lt;br /&gt;18. Avoid starbucks =( hai...&lt;br /&gt;□       Tignan nio kasi...It makes me fatter&lt;br /&gt;□       Inuubos nia pera ko&lt;br /&gt;□       Tumataba ako&lt;br /&gt;□       Tumataba ako&lt;br /&gt;□       Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*so these are my goals...&lt;br /&gt;Ill keep you updated if me progress na ako sa goals ko....&lt;br /&gt;Its realistic naman diba??&lt;br /&gt;Hai nako&lt;br /&gt;Basta&lt;br /&gt;Ai nga pla...&lt;br /&gt;Anu nga ba??&lt;br /&gt;Forgot na&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115358170349419609?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115358170349419609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115358170349419609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115358170349419609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115358170349419609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115330958708418817</id><published>2006-07-19T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T19:46:27.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la lng&lt;br /&gt;i went to school&lt;br /&gt;knina&lt;br /&gt;kht wlng pasok&lt;br /&gt; kasi a went servicin knina&lt;br /&gt;(sira keyboard namin)&lt;br /&gt;tnan nio...&lt;br /&gt;un&lt;br /&gt;...34 cv df... er sby sby lumals yn&lt;br /&gt;so bak to my kwento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun i went there 1 pm&lt;br /&gt;then aun&lt;br /&gt;its ereally tirin pota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taena nxt time na&lt;br /&gt;sira na to er&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115330958708418817?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115330958708418817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115330958708418817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115330958708418817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115330958708418817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/la-lng-i-went-to-school-knina-kht-wlng.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115313818791023285</id><published>2006-07-17T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T20:09:47.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>i had another day...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;duh&lt;br /&gt;its a monday so its a new week&lt;br /&gt;ive never expected to have a midterm exam...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;turns out na we have pala midterms in management...&lt;br /&gt;akalain nio&lt;br /&gt;fuck un&lt;br /&gt;i was so surprised&lt;br /&gt;and we got dissmissed super early..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;10 am lang&lt;br /&gt;so we waited sa zion&lt;br /&gt;and i ate food..&lt;br /&gt;duh&lt;br /&gt;alangan naman papel&lt;br /&gt;then then then&lt;br /&gt;we went to our accounting class..&lt;br /&gt;i got the results na sa exam&lt;br /&gt;guess what??&lt;br /&gt;i got a c&lt;br /&gt;at list pasa no gago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos after dissmissal we went to select nanaamn&lt;br /&gt;with juancho karen and jane&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ate agen&lt;br /&gt;and went to karns house&lt;br /&gt;parang last wik pota&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then i went home&lt;br /&gt;duh&lt;br /&gt;i bought california maki sa tropical&lt;br /&gt;and superman dvd and american dreams dvd&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;adeek&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un ngaaral ako for my midterms tom&lt;br /&gt;fuck luck!!!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115313818791023285?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115313818791023285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115313818791023285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115313818791023285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115313818791023285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115279116305970772</id><published>2006-07-13T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T19:46:03.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Courage..the truth about anorexia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/dL7WPylAd5E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/dL7WPylAd5E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;this is so touching...at the same time creepy and sad =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115279116305970772?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115279116305970772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115279116305970772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115279116305970772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115279116305970772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/courage.html' title=''/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115279117262519658</id><published>2006-07-13T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T19:46:12.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>I was just sittin in front of the computer all day...&lt;br /&gt;out of boredom, i went to youtube to browse some videos...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat came up to me wen i searched for videos anorexia...&lt;br /&gt;i think ive had that disease last year..along with bulimia&lt;br /&gt;well i heard a really good song...&lt;br /&gt;its courage by superchick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I told another lie today And i got through this day No one saw through my games I know the write words to say Like "i don't feel well," "i ate before i came" Then someone tells me how good i look And for a moment, for a moment i am happy But when i'm alone, no one hears me cry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what exactly i felt when i was depressed last year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some parts of the song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah its a reality that anorexia is a "trend"&lt;br /&gt;but it kills&lt;br /&gt;sobra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai nako&lt;br /&gt;so u pro-anas out there...u should change na&lt;br /&gt;eat healthy foods&lt;br /&gt;dont skip meals&lt;br /&gt;it wont hurt if you eat naman&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115279117262519658?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115279117262519658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115279117262519658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115279117262519658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115279117262519658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115270673348964420</id><published>2006-07-12T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:18:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ever...random</title><content type='html'>hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;ive never done anything today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never even studied my math ....&lt;br /&gt;we have an exam tommorrow...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i cud get over it naman&lt;br /&gt;i got the topic&lt;br /&gt;ive searched about it through the net&lt;br /&gt;see!&lt;br /&gt;the wonders of technology...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dyed my hair again...this time its chestnut color...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ive been wonderin...&lt;br /&gt;is my hair gonna be damaged??&lt;br /&gt;hehhee&lt;br /&gt;arte&lt;br /&gt;ako naman me gusto mgpakulay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been lovin a certain band right now...&lt;br /&gt;galing nila...&lt;br /&gt;they are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;paramore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have a lady vocalist...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;try listenin to their song...&lt;br /&gt;download kau sa limewire&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;gnda tlga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai..&lt;br /&gt;i never went servicing kanina&lt;br /&gt;actually nasa sucat na kmi nung tinext ako ni karen na cancelled daw ung skul search...&lt;br /&gt;i made a big mistake na malaman ni mommy un kasi&lt;br /&gt;inuwi nia ako sa bahay agad...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to sfc pa naman&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;at take note...di ako mgpapacute ha!!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;these are the things that happened today&lt;br /&gt;*walang badtrips and frustrations...&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115270673348964420?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115270673348964420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115270673348964420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115270673348964420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115270673348964420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/everrandom.html' title='ever...random'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115253340902938948</id><published>2006-07-10T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T20:10:09.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday.mall of asia</title><content type='html'>fuck that day...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;sersyoso&lt;br /&gt;mall of asia was crap...&lt;br /&gt;sobra&lt;br /&gt;kasi andaming tao&lt;br /&gt;sum of them are wearing rugged clothes pa...&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean to be so blunt na nakakasakit na ko but tats really true...&lt;br /&gt;haaha&lt;br /&gt;i also watched superman..&lt;br /&gt;superman is really guwapo&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;sobra!!&lt;br /&gt;i was planning on buying new clothes pero naisip ko na sayang&lt;br /&gt;pang starbucks ko pa kasi un&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also have a disgusting kuwento that my family doesnt know...&lt;br /&gt;i was walking towards d nappy changing station when someone said&lt;br /&gt;"hi sexy"&lt;br /&gt;puta!!!&lt;br /&gt;sa mukha ko pa&lt;br /&gt;wala na ba tlgang desenteng lalaki d2 sa pilipinas??&lt;br /&gt;ha?&lt;br /&gt;and i am not even sexy to be called one&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;feel nia ah...&lt;br /&gt;inside me, i wanted to shout&lt;br /&gt;"Hoy Putanginamo!! Gago di ka ba tinuruan ng mga magulang mo ng mgndang asal??"&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aun&lt;br /&gt;i hated that day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115253340902938948?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115253340902938948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115253340902938948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115253340902938948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115253340902938948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/sundaymall-of-asia.html' title='sunday.mall of asia'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115253238490048038</id><published>2006-07-10T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:53:04.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahah...laughtrip!!!</title><content type='html'>hai nako&lt;br /&gt;andmaing ngyari this day....&lt;br /&gt;1. I had my management report...(buti tapos nako sa reporting...se eula naman..hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Break A Leg eula!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Had an Accounting Exam... It was so hard but i managerd to answer 4 out of 5 quessies ...un lng naman ang required e...&lt;br /&gt;3. Never went to the service thing...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;4. i learned that there was a service thing on wed...yehey!!&lt;br /&gt;5. i realized thet i was a great make up artist...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so after dissmissal, i never went "servicing" ksi its so nakaktamad!!!&lt;br /&gt;juancho sat with us (karen,eula, marj and me) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and we are MUs na&lt;br /&gt;as in "Mukhang unggoy'&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;juancho kept on calling karen "maria"&lt;br /&gt;and he called marj "marlon"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so aun...we got soooooo bored so we went to select&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i treated juancho ice cream&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;im nice naman tlga&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we went to karens place(w/o marj)&lt;br /&gt;at i realized sumthing...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;read number 5...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;may secret kming tatlo ni juancho and karen...&lt;br /&gt;di nio pwde malaman&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so aun laughtrip sa place ni karen&lt;br /&gt;at natuto ako na mag-tie&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;so cute...&lt;br /&gt;so aun&lt;br /&gt;mondays done...&lt;br /&gt;and its fun&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115253238490048038?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115253238490048038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115253238490048038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115253238490048038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115253238490048038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/hahahahlaughtrip.html' title='hahahah...laughtrip!!!'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115237198204383172</id><published>2006-07-08T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T23:19:42.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watta day...</title><content type='html'>watta day!!&lt;br /&gt;my butts een hurting coz ive been sitting on the computer chair for hours...&lt;br /&gt;imagine ive been studying from like 2pm to 11pm...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam a very studious girl...&lt;br /&gt;well mainly because i have a report on monday...&lt;br /&gt;its about conflict resolution..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ive finished it na so all that ive got to do is to study for my accounting exam...&lt;br /&gt;i have a whole day for that matter...&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;but i think that it would only be half a day coz il go out tom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di bale...&lt;br /&gt;i kno some things naman abt the subject so tht wouldn be a problem&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai nako but tinatamadtlga ako&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy new clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to starbucks and chill&lt;br /&gt;*can anyone treat me a mocha frap please?? Grande ha?? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;btw&lt;br /&gt;painted my nails green&lt;br /&gt;*so cool!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115237198204383172?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115237198204383172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115237198204383172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115237198204383172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115237198204383172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/watta-day.html' title='watta day...'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115228680275473519</id><published>2006-07-07T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:47:11.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got nothin to do kasi gbi na&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;here to upload some photos though konti lng cla&lt;br /&gt;hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1667/3136/320/caline_me.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;with caline waiting for the cradle meeting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1667/3136/320/wearing%20juanchos%20cap.0.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;with karen wearing juancho's cap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1667/3136/320/gitna.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;galing no nagkasya kaming apat!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115228680275473519?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115228680275473519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115228680275473519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115228680275473519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115228680275473519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/hahha.html' title='hahha'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115228497247926287</id><published>2006-07-07T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:09:32.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random things</title><content type='html'>hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai so im back....&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;i had the most boring day in my entire life!!&lt;br /&gt;sobra&lt;br /&gt;grabe i thought that i would have a blast gving my services sa school kanina&lt;br /&gt;anung service ba ginawa ko??&lt;br /&gt;1. Answering the phone&lt;br /&gt;2. Photocopy things&lt;br /&gt;4.sort course syllabus&lt;br /&gt;5. look at the list of mentor mentees&lt;br /&gt;6.sit&lt;br /&gt;7.sit&lt;br /&gt;8.answer the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;see its so boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;oke&lt;br /&gt;gotta go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115228497247926287?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115228497247926287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115228497247926287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115228497247926287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115228497247926287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-things.html' title='random things'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115228236917067797</id><published>2006-07-07T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T23:24:55.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>june</title><content type='html'>June,Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite andsoft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. Easilyhurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so true!!!! hahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115228236917067797?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115228236917067797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115228236917067797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115228236917067797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115228236917067797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/june.html' title='june'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115219745929179298</id><published>2006-07-06T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:50:59.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>title basta random things parin and experience commutin =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i am so tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;sobra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;first subject...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;marketing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;it was okei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;juz plain ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;its a bit boring though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;heehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then i never got the chance to eat lunch again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i think that im getting used to skipping lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;its good in a way though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;u know y i skipped my lunch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;kasi i was studyin for my math long test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i was so nervous to eat...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;overacting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;but then i still went to the vendo machine and bought my favorite famous amos cookies...hahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i really love that "food"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then we had a loooong time answering the exams and i got sooooo tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;sobra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;kasi naman answerin long problem solving questins makes me tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;hai nako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got dissmissed na&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;tpos&lt;br /&gt;i was actually planing on rendering my services sa school again&lt;br /&gt;but i ended up hanging out&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;tamad tlga&lt;br /&gt;then we went to starbucks putcha nabasa ung pants ko kasi inabutan kami ng rain&lt;br /&gt;fuck tlga&lt;br /&gt;but itsoke&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;nkapagstarbucks naman e&lt;br /&gt;hahahaand then balik school for the cradle meeting&lt;br /&gt;akalain mo me character pako sa "play"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;bestfriend ni jackie&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ok so after the meeting&lt;br /&gt;i experience "my first commuting exparience" with angela and steph&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i feel so tanga kasi d ako marungong sumakay&lt;br /&gt;and my naapakan pakong bata&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;kawawa nman&lt;br /&gt;hes a pulubi pa naman&lt;br /&gt;=sori to him=&lt;br /&gt;weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to steph's house courtesy of angela's boyfrend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;maraming salamat sa paghatid!! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then i stayed there for an hour or so...but i had fun playing with kyla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;i had fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i was so tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hai nako its late na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;babay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mwahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115219745929179298?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115209867596594042</id><published>2006-07-05T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T19:24:35.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever...still random things...</title><content type='html'>ei&lt;br /&gt;i'm back from a tiring day&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;okei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to day??&lt;br /&gt;to start off i woke up late again and a havent made it to school early&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;akala ko pa naman mkakapagservice ako ng maaga&lt;br /&gt;then i arrived at school 1 pm na&lt;br /&gt;unang nakita ko sila youma and elmer&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to the registrars office&lt;br /&gt;1pm sharp&lt;br /&gt;grabe no?&lt;br /&gt;sharp pa tlga&lt;br /&gt;and then ms marie told me that nakatoka daw ako sa phone&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;the phone&lt;br /&gt;the phone&lt;br /&gt;my worst fear&lt;br /&gt;but then after all i managed to answer the fone calls&lt;br /&gt;and i was saying repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;"southville foreign colleges helo?"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;there were only two fonecalls though&lt;br /&gt;i was actually expecting more&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but its enough&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then after like 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;i was assigned naman to photocopy "Stuff"&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stupid kasi i was asking a lot of questions to sir benjie&lt;br /&gt;when he taught me how to photocopy things na&lt;br /&gt;e masisisi nio ba ko&lt;br /&gt;im a forgetful girl&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after service stuff i met with karen seychelle and elmer to eat&lt;br /&gt;after a couple of choices on where to eat&lt;br /&gt;we ended up eating at select&lt;br /&gt;harhar&lt;br /&gt;select&lt;br /&gt;and then i who is on a diet ate again&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;(i would not eat dinner na though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after an hour&lt;br /&gt;we went bak to sfc for the cradle meeting&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;cradle has a hectic schedule&lt;br /&gt;performing and stuff&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and i am part of this group&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrations&lt;br /&gt;*i have a long exam tommorrow and its math&lt;br /&gt;*have a repot on monday&lt;br /&gt;*i have a longtest on acctg on monday again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it&lt;br /&gt;byee =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115209867596594042?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115209867596594042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115209867596594042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115209867596594042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115209867596594042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/whateverstill-random-things.html' title='whatever...still random things...'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115198788930808343</id><published>2006-07-04T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T11:28:01.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatevr..random things</title><content type='html'>yo...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;itsoboring in here...&lt;br /&gt;im actually having my mis class again and im having a blast(whatever)&lt;br /&gt;...uboubo&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;okei...&lt;br /&gt;so i have finished my engerlish class kanina&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?!?&lt;br /&gt;we have another project...&lt;br /&gt;and its actually complicated&lt;br /&gt;kasi tinatamad ako&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;okei...&lt;br /&gt;and then kanina we had a drug test hahaha&lt;br /&gt;disgusting&lt;br /&gt;and i never had yhe time to eat...&lt;br /&gt;im S-T-A-R-V-I-N-G&lt;br /&gt;but then im on a diet so its okei&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badtrips and frustrations:&lt;br /&gt;*have a new project...the so called project plan.&lt;br /&gt;*prelims are nextnext week&lt;br /&gt;*i guess i have classes tom and on friday&lt;br /&gt;*report on management due on monday&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115198788930808343?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115198788930808343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115198788930808343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115198788930808343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115198788930808343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/whatevrrandom-things.html' title='whatevr..random things'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115193373630432461</id><published>2006-07-03T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T21:35:36.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a long and freakin day</title><content type='html'>hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;whatever....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i juz had a tiring day from school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;to start my day.... i woke up sooooo late that i never had the chance to eat my breakfast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i was so hungry tlga knina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i couldnt think well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hai nako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;then after the morning class we had lunch sa cafeteria it was so weird coz there were so many people there unlike before and it was soooo crowded...hai nako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;what happened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we had our accounting class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;a coupleof hours later we got dissmissed from class and guess what happened to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i tripped on the stairs and i broke my shoes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my pretty shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the one with the ribbon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i really love that shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but then we got it fixed kanina sa mr quickie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so aus na xa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so i had a really looooong day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and also its bad3p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;reasons for bad3ps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*i have a report on management due on monday...shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*mom kept on buggin me abt duing "stuff"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*have a group report due tommorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*have an assignment due tommorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck life.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;grrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115193373630432461?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115193373630432461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115193373630432461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115193373630432461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115193373630432461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/long-and-freakin-day.html' title='a long and freakin day'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-115183559040535967</id><published>2006-07-02T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T18:19:50.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back</title><content type='html'>hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i guess ill make this blog my regular one&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-115183559040535967?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/115183559040535967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=115183559040535967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115183559040535967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/115183559040535967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back.html' title='im back'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29435113.post-114977040649803841</id><published>2006-06-08T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T20:40:06.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog new life</title><content type='html'>i was juz wonderin' is this blog fun??&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;some blogs are just so boring...&lt;br /&gt;can i juz transfer my former posts in here?&lt;br /&gt;well ill try&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29435113-114977040649803841?l=bashiesown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/feeds/114977040649803841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29435113&amp;postID=114977040649803841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/114977040649803841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29435113/posts/default/114977040649803841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bashiesown.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-blog-new-life.html' title='new blog new life'/><author><name>minaminaann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pwom23i-cA/S4EBP_EX91I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DHXcsnqkT10/S220/DSC04326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
