<?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-14612681</id><updated>2011-05-21T07:14:48.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:. freakin' meeyao .:</title><subtitle type='html'>kvetch of a forgetful creepo :: i'll kill you, stupid jerk!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-3239031565591504603</id><published>2007-12-03T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T12:54:08.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iyak-tawa amf..</title><content type='html'>haha kumusta nmn ang life ko now.. amf eh.. iyak-tawa nlng ako.. wala lang.. hahaha anu ba?.. kc nmn noh.. san ka pa?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lng.. pra lang nakakaiyak.. gusto kong umiyak.. umiyak ng umiyak.. hahahah oh db?.. cge, iyak na.. iyak pa.. antae tlg... eh bket kc labsung ung tugtog?.. hahaha magsasaoundtrip ako mamaya pagdating sa hauz.. taebol.. nyahahah ung maingay!!.. mgtatatalon ako!.. hahahah antae eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay.. nsan na kaya xa?.. kakamiss.. pde ka ba iyakan?.. kung pde lang nmn.. hahhaha kaso, la ka nmn eh.. wahahahha wala lang.. jejemote lng ako.. famfam ako eh.. hahahahhaahahha amf!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M DYING!!... I'M DEAD!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-3239031565591504603?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/3239031565591504603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=3239031565591504603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/3239031565591504603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/3239031565591504603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/12/iyak-tawa-amf.html' title='iyak-tawa amf..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-4035648048494166581</id><published>2007-11-11T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:31:14.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>si ana, nagjejemote!!</title><content type='html'>happy birthday kuya!.. hahaha may pera kaya un ngaun?.. hehe bsta, kung anuman pinagdadaanan niya ngaun, kaya nia un.. hehe may god give u more strength and determination to keep going with your life.. wahehehe ambaet ko nmn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe kababalita ko lang nung isang araw.. kakasal na pala ung tropa ko nung hiskul.. taga laguna daw ung guy.. hmm, malamang lamang nmn kc don sha nagwowork, haller!?.. wahehe tinarayan ang sarili.. nyahaha amf.. tas aun.. isinugo na daw nung nov05.. hmmm, ndi ko lang maimagine kung ano naging reaction nung tatay nia.. haha the legend nmn po kc sa kasungitan at kahigpitan ang tatay nia noh.. aun.. nung magkaroon na sha cguro ng chance, feel free to do anything.. she's living alone ata sa laguna eh.. o she live with her brother?.. i dunno.. la nmn kc ako maxado balita kay sis kc ndi sha mahilig magtext.. ang alam ko lang, cum laude ata xa nung grumadweyt and she just passed on her recent board exam.. [huwaw!! astig tlg lolah mo.. antarush! :) ].. hehe aun.. tas naging cla pala ni dieth.. at nagbreak din.. then, here's the news.. rosie asked her if she's pregnant and she denied.. i dunno the real score with regards to her pregnancy thing.. all i knew then was, they're getting  married next year.. and sis rosie and tin eh nagtatampo kc ndi manlang ata cla cnabihan.. it seems that, ndi sa amontay cla papakasal kundi sa laguna.. haha aun, tampong barkada.. wahehehe hmmm, something's playing in my head now.. nyahahaha ching.. well, if she wouldn't invite us, i'll recruit all the wwg to crash her wedding.. hahaha joke.. mga wedding crasher amf.. eklaboo lang poh :).. wahehhehe nwei, congrats friend and best wishes for u, ur husband and ur future family.. finally, u found the guy u think is right for u, whom u can spend the rest of your life with.. cheers! :) (haha gusto ko sna mging photographer sa wedding ng lahat ng tropa ko.. kso this time, la ako camera.. sayang nmn.. hahaha epal lang nmn ako eh.. :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngtext c gori knina.. haha nu ba.. miss ko na ang ungas na un.. hmmm, tapos ndi na ulit.. how sad nmn ako.. haha tatawagan ko sna kaso ndi na ngtext eh.. bwahahaha la lng.. nakakamiss lang xa sobra.. aun.. may good news nmn.. nkita daw nia ung boss nia sa toyota at pinapapunta xa don sa monday.. gusto daw kcng ihire eh ung mga dati ng nagwork don.. hehe sana matanggap xa.. haha Lord, cge na poh.. give this work to him na.. magpapasko nmn na po eh.. waheheh tas ako nlng ang walang work.. huuuuwwwaaa.. how sad.. hay, sna nmn may kumontak na saken sa mga inapplyan ko.. wahehehe para masaya.. at sana matanggap na'ko.. nhihiya na'ko dito sa tinitirahan ko eh.. hehehe aun.. tsaka depression is killing me na tlg.. wahehehe gnon pla un.. minsan simple things, big deal na.. ganon na'ko kapraning ngaun.. haha pati mga tao, mapa-katabi ko sa bus o mbunggo sa palengke, cnusungitan ko.. haha eh ang sarap nmn kcng magsungit noh.. haha wag lang sna nila akong umbagan.. stern-looking shit ang dating ng lola mo pagharap sa mga tao.. pero, pg ngsalita, huwaw.. ang sweet!!.. hahahaha mag ngulumud pa 'un.. malamang, ndi nawawalan ng pabulong bulong epek ang lola moh.. eh mataray 'to eh.. haha maldita nga daw [sabi ni kalaguyo nia :p ].. hahaha ngtext ang val knina.. la lng.. gulat lang ako.. as usual, kaasaran ko na nmn ang mokong na un.. wahehehe kulit amf.. aun.. malandi parin ang val-dog!... nyahaha at namumundok daw xa.. nghahanap ata ng aeta, igorot o mangyan.. o bka nmn unggoy?!.. bwahahaha eh baket ang sarap mang-asar pagkatpos magsungit?.. haha katext ko c rj knina.. he'll call me daw tom.. aun, may gf nadaw xa.. good thing, he's moving on.. haha uso ndaw nag-aasawa.. haha bka daw sumunod na'ko.. nyahahahaha aryt.. amf!.. wahehehe c sis rosie tatampo padin kay sis.. nyahaha ay, ndi ko pala natanong reaction ni cj.. teka, tetext ko xa.. wahehehe.. [miscol muna bago text ;p ].. hahaha eh c gori kaya?.. [hahaha eh bket natatawa na nmn ako :D ].. bwahahahahaha eh c beltran kaya?.. hehehe la eh, tahimik na un.. hahaha ndi tlg nawawala ngiti ko.. hmm.. [may nagtext.. kala ko c sis na, c yuyu hakusho pala.. hahaha gusto magpari amf.. nyeta!]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh bket blog ako ng blog eh may tinatapos dpat ako??.. hehe mbagal kc net kya hirap ako mghanap ng tutorials ng flash.. amf tlg oh.. aun lng.. hehehe si sandy adik... nyahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-4035648048494166581?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/4035648048494166581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=4035648048494166581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/4035648048494166581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/4035648048494166581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/11/si-ana-nagjejemote.html' title='si ana, nagjejemote!!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-8308255803632532382</id><published>2007-11-05T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:29:47.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahahay..</title><content type='html'>i was watching "Shutter" movie last light.. haha tae, eh biglang ngbrownout!.. hehe kung kelan mganda na ung scene, biglang ngbrownout.. wahehehe akala ko tuloy minumulto nadin ako.. hahahahah tae tlg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"art can save the world" daw.. sabi ni chuva sa animax.. whaheheh tutuo nmn ah.. some people nga lang don't believe in that.. nyahahha bat ba walang mgandang palabas.. eh an tagal ulit magsend.. wahehehe wala na kong pera.. may aaplyan ulit ako.. antagal kc nung text from VCC-Link eh.. nako nmn.. kelan kaya start non?.. kainis.. aun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makapag-install  ng photoshop CS3.. wahehehe hay tlg nmn.. nakakainip.. pero infairness, enjoy nmn ako paggigitara.. hehe may natutunan ako kay vince.. ung intro ng magbalik ng callalily.. haha nakakaaliw.. although mejo sablay pa kamay ko.. nyahhaha tas may kinopya akong mga guitar codes.. nyahaha i know na the basics and minor.. sharp and sharp-minor nmn ang kasunod.. wahehehe kaya ko 'to.. khit mejo masakit sa kamay.. hahaha may kalyo na nga mga daliri ko eh.. kamay pala.. hehe gusto ko bumili ng gitara.. ung manipis lang.. hehehe at mejo maliit ng onti para nmn ndi ako maxado mhirapan.. bulinggit kc ako eh.. hahaha maliit kamay kaya mahirap humawak pag maxado malaki.. haha ang panget!.. nwei, aun..&lt;br /&gt;sana masend na'tong sinesend ko... nmn... hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-8308255803632532382?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/8308255803632532382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=8308255803632532382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/8308255803632532382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/8308255803632532382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahahay.html' title='ahahay..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-3532793523232818584</id><published>2007-11-05T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:27:54.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>november 01: kamalasan! (continuation)</title><content type='html'>hahahaha so funny.. ang kamalasan inaabot ng buong mghapon.. wahehehe imagine, wala na nga akong tulog kc i'll mit kuya as early as 7am.. and i came on the place on time.. eh si kuya, late.. amf, wala pa xang load.. eh panu ko malalaman kung nasan na sya di ba?.. waheheh aun, tas may nagaaway pa sa may likuran ko.. badtrip pa c manong na katabi ko.. nakakainis sya tlg.. at si kuya manong tindero ng kung anuman, napakaingay!.. hahaha amfofo tlg ako oh.. until finally dumating din si kuya after 45 years.. hahaha after 1 hour lng nmn.. c kookay na katext ko, natatawa saken kc aga-aga ang badtrip ko... nyahahaha inaasar pa'ko,, nakita daw nia c gori na may ksamang iba.. hahaha akalain mo un.. nakakaburaot tlg.. hehehe sabi ko nga, baka maniwala ako.. lagot xa.. hehehe ndi ko kc mkontak.. walanjung life.. tas aun.. nagabang na kme ng bus.. at pucha, kakarag-karag pa ung bus.. ang daldal pa ni kuya.. hahaha bsta, gusto ko na matulog ng mga panahong iyon... kya sa bus, iidlip ako.. eh ang lokong kundoktor na un, magtatawag lng ng pasahero eh hahampas pa sa bus.. anak ng tinolang pating!.. sa tapat ko pa xa pumukpok!.. nasa bintana kc ako.. malas oh.. nagising ako malamang.. putaragis!.. hay, sobrang kaantukan, muntik ng mahulog ang ulo ko sa bintana.. hahaha aun, ngulat nlng ako malapit na kme samen.. hehe good thing ndi trapik.. waheheheh amfofo pagngkataon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-3532793523232818584?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/3532793523232818584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=3532793523232818584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/3532793523232818584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/3532793523232818584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/11/november-01-kamalasan-continuation.html' title='november 01: kamalasan! (continuation)'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-4742926434953538192</id><published>2007-11-01T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:26:23.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>november 01: kamalasan!</title><content type='html'>huwaaww... first day of the month, madaling araw palang, puro kamalasan na'ko day.. amfefe.. ndi ko na maopen ung ginagawa ko eh mejo rush na'to kc.. need to submit it this morning co'z it'll be use later at night.. and it isn't approve yet.. amf tlg.. ndi ko mabuksan ung monitor ng pc.. tae, bumukas na knina pero namatay.. wala na.. paslang.. kamalas.. haist.. nu ba yan.. wala man lang akong money.. hello?!..ndi ko man lang mabibili si mama ng flowers ngaun.. candles na lang.. sayang, may mura sana sa palengke knina.. roses pa.. amf tlg.. nakakaburaot... di bale, next time nalang.. pag nagkapera ako.. si tatay pa.. ndi ko man lang madalaw kc uwi akong cavite maya.. ksama ko si kuya na wala ding pera.. tangenang kabuhayan to.. nakakainis.. gusto mong makatulong, wala.. hay ewan.. kc nmn, bat kaya ndi nlng umuwi tong c kuya at magalaga nlang ng anak nia?.. tamo nga nmn ang buhay oh.. good god, guide and help us.. hirap tlgng maging poor.. haist.. *sigh* .. nwei, pag ngkapera nlng ako, puntahan ko nlng puntod nila.. dalan ko candle at flower,, aun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amf nmn oh,,, ilang oras na'ko dito pero ndi ko parin masend tong mga files kay ann.. pota tlgng gmail 'to.. kainis.. buraot na tlg ako.. buti nlang mejo naaaliw pako pagtatype nitong blog ko.. heheheh amfofo.. kainis tlg.. c mahal ndi na lit nagtext.. haha wala na nmng load un.. kc nmn.. nu kaya gawa non?.. haha malamang tulog na un.. anong petsa na noh?!.. adik ba'ko?.. tae, wala pakong tulog.. sa bus nalang.. kasama ko nmn c kuya eh.. haist, mayang 7am us mit sa bus terminal na.. eh anong petsa na, 2 1/2 hrs na'ko dito, wala pa'kong nasesend kahit isa!?!.. puke-ng-ina-nmn-oh!!!.. ambagal mgload ng gmail!!.. taragis yan.. amf, basic html pa lumabas oh.. tangena tlg.. hay, sana masend na'to.. tlg nmn.. i'm tired.. tagal kc nung meeting knina.. nag sampling ng materials si mr. ricky reynante.. haist tlg.. bilis gmail, magsend kana.. 4 pa ang isesend ko.. tangena, bka abutin ako dito ng alas-7 ng umaga ah.. pota.. siyam siyam ang inabot ko.. ndi pa'ko antok pero i want to rest na.. lie down sa kama.. amfofo tlg oh.. tae, bilisan mong magsend!!.. potaena tlg oh.. napakamalas ng cmula ng buwan ko... a series of unfortunate kapalpakan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh bket nagsasoundtrip ako ng nina?.. haha 'to lang kc ang album ni nina na trip ko.. ung nina live nia.. aun.. ok nmn kc.. hmmm... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUCHA!!!! NOVEMBER NA!!! NEXT MONTH, DECEMBER NA!!!.. ndi ko pa xa nakikita lit.. hay, naalala ko na nmn ung dream ko nung 1ng gabi.. haist tlg.. buraot!.. tlgng burat na'ko!.. haha tae tae tae taebol!!!.. antagal magsend.. bka maghanap nlng ako ng net shop maya.. tae.. aun gnun nlng nga cguro.. sleep pa ba ako?.. anong oras na?.. 4:40am!!.. tae, nag alarm pa nmn ako ng 5:30am.. hay, taebol tlg nmn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-4742926434953538192?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/4742926434953538192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=4742926434953538192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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xa nsabihan kgb about dun sa site.. na wala na ung spot for her, napunta kc kay condes.. sinabihan kc ni ann si condes to do the action scripting.. geez, stupid tlg ako.. walang kwenta, walang silbi.. anu ba?.. pagkatapos ng lahat ng kabutihang ginawa sken ni sheila, ba't to pa nagawa ko sa kanya?.. feeling ko i betrayed her, pinaasa sa wala.. my god!.. nahihiya na kc ako sa kanya kya ndi ko kgd masabi.. i was thinking last night how could i fix this.. i mean, we could work all four together instead of three.. i'll give a share nalang to her from my share sna.. may cut parin nmn ako sa logo eh okay na un.. shocks, anu na mukha kong ihaharap sa kanya mamaya?.. potah ana!.. antanga tanga mo kc,, para sasabihin mo lang, ndi mo pa masabi.. just let her know!!.. hay.. ewan ko ba sken.. bsta naunahan nako ng hiya, ndi na'ko nakakapagsalita.. baket ba'ko gnito?.. waahhh, she doesn't deserved a treatment like that!.. patira na nga ako dito, ndi pa'ko nakakabayad, may utang pa'ko sa knya, ang kuryente, tubig, washing machine, lhat na.. waaaaahhh.. stupid ana tlg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing i like about her is that she tells what she wants, what's inside her.. kung naiinis xa sa tao or anything,, hay, that's one thing i can't do easily.. mejo mdame akong segway eh.. becoz i can't directly say stuffs.. i need to think something that wouldn't hurt much.. pero sa nangyare, it hurts more.. waaaaaaahhh.. but i've learned (just now, after what happened) that there are things that i can't fix at all just to save something or someone.. some should let it as what it should be.. and i can't do something about it - just accept it and face it.. damnit ana!.. puro ka nlng i've learned i've learned, ndi mo namn sinasabuhay!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay.. sana lang, everything goes well after this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-5735772178658092096?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/5735772178658092096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=5735772178658092096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/5735772178658092096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/5735772178658092096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/10/shes-mad-at-me.html' title='she&apos;s mad at me...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-3318093123206815950</id><published>2007-10-25T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:23:40.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey and clover excerpt..</title><content type='html'>'it's not just love.. it's also the person's purpose in life that matters..' - honey and clover 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so that's it.. love is not enough.. it is great if it's with the person's perception about his purpose in life.. aryt then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-3318093123206815950?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/3318093123206815950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=3318093123206815950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/3318093123206815950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/3318093123206815950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/10/honey-and-clover-excerpt.html' title='honey and clover excerpt..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-2144644838706811092</id><published>2007-10-25T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:24:50.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad ana (part 3)</title><content type='html'>ang bad koh.. haha grabe ka ana ka.. ang mean mo sobra.. pero sorry, i can't pretend na ndi ako badtrip (although i don't know kung obvious sa text).. ang totoo mejo inis pa'ko ng onti sa kanya.. haha pero miss ko na xa.. hehe pero ayoko munang umuwi (kc wala nmn akong pera noh).. haha pucha nmn oh.. dpat nangangarag akong umuwi kc db?.. nyahaha kaso parang i don't wanna see him yet.. haha inarte nmn ako.. amf!.. nyahaha pinagtatawanan cguro ako ni kookay koh.. haha yemabol lang katapat nun.. nwei, gustuhin ko man umuwi, wala nmn akong pamasahe.. besides, papunta pakong cavite sa undas.. pucha, wala nakong pera.. nyahaha kelangan ko na palang matapos tong site kundi lagot ako next week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh baket nagjejemote padin ako everytime i hear the song 'this i promise you' ng n'sync?.. hahaha you know what's on my mind?.. hehe kanino ko kaya idededicate tong song na'to???.. nyahahaha hmmmm... oh well..&lt;div 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3)'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-8174851865678273916</id><published>2007-10-24T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:22:19.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad ana (part 2)</title><content type='html'>mejo badtrip padin ako sa kanya ngaun.. hehe kc nmn oh.. ayon, hindi ko nga nilambing.. haha ang bad ko tlg.. sobra.. hmp.. basta lang.. ayoko lang manlambing kc nakakainis.. basta, naiinis pa'ko.. hehe ndi ako uuwi.. muwahahahahhahaha.. ana bad.. hehe kaya ayokong naiinis eh.. hahaha bahala na si batman.. i'm getting immature na nmn oh.. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-5590261539915924367</id><published>2007-10-22T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T15:19:38.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad ana (part 1)</title><content type='html'>hehe eh baket ngtext xa ngaun?.. sabi ko pa nmn kay sis wag xa muna sna magtext..  haha eh kc nmn noh, parang ayaw ko muna xa katext kc naiinis ako,. wahehe bad koh tlg.. super bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;anime itoh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sikreto pala ang pagkatao ni eyeshield21.. wahehe zena a.k.a eyeshield21.. haha mukang aswang ung nurse.. wahehe nyahahah nagjejemote si sakuraba at shin... eh bket trip kong magsulat?. wahaha parang tanga ung 2.. si zena at ung kasam nia... forgot the name.. nyahaha naaliw ako (sa sulat koh).. wahehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-5590261539915924367?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/5590261539915924367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=5590261539915924367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/5590261539915924367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/5590261539915924367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/10/bad-ana-part-1.html' title='bad ana (part 1)'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-5807691092913191296</id><published>2007-10-16T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T14:37:36.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentimiento...</title><content type='html'>hehe kumusta nmn?.. anong petsa na noh.. eh bat ang hirap pumindot at ang ingay ng keyboard?.. hahaha amf eh.. nwei, hirap ko lang ito kaya wag ka na mgreklamo ana ka.. fefe ka eh.. wahehehe nafefe fa oh.. nwei, badtrip ako khapon.. hehe minaliit ng tatay ko ang tinapos ko.. wag ko na daw ipagsiksikan ang sarili ko sa kursong ndi nmn napakikinabangan.. haha saket ah.. tas gusto nia akong isaksak sa call center?.. hehe ewan ko kung ano ang dpt kong mging reaksyon sa kania.. ang dating kc wula akong pakinabang khit nakatapos na.. simple lang.. wula kc akong trabaho ngaun.. haha kung alam lang ng tatay ko ang pinagdadaanan ng kalooban ko ngaun, ay ewan.. hehe ndi nmn kc marunong sumuporta emotionally ang tatay ko.. kung anu lng msabi nia, un na.. don't care kung mksakit ng kalooban.. parang si nanay.. ganyang ganyan although mas malala si nanay.. hay, komo ba ndi ako makatulong sa knila ngaun, ganun nlng ako pagsalitaan.. haha nasan na daw ang talino ko?.. pucha, ewan, nsa talampakan ata.. ung iba ngang magulang jan, suportado mga anak kung anuman ang desisyon ng anak nia as long as ndi sa masama.. haha masama ba'ko?.. andito sa field kong to ang career ko.. haha pero wulang pakinabang.. san ako?.. call center?.. hehe ndi sa minamaliit ko ang call center.. marangal na work un.. pero kc nmn noh.. ang taba ko kaya ngaun.. amfwet tlg.. pinagpipilitan kc may kakilala xa kuno dun.. amf na buhay tlg oh.. sbagay kesa nga nmn tambay ako.. at, mukang wula nmn daw kwenta tong raket ko.. haha ndi ko lam tlg magiging reaksyon ko.. prang gusto kong magmura eh.. la lng.. feeling ko lang masyadong minamaliit ang kakayanan ko.. hehe kc nmn, dpt pala ndi nlng ako humingi sa kania ng allowance.. pero duh!?.. obligasyon pa rin nia un sken dhil anak nia ako.. puchana.. hay, buti kung matanda na'ko at may asawa na, saka nia ako wag sustentuhan.. amf tlg oh.. o i'm getting sensitive lang these past few days?.. ewan ko.. bsta.. hehe sbagay, wula nmn tlgng naiintindihan tatay ko regarding sa feelings nmen or what.. haha ang naiintindihan lang nmn nia ung nararamdaman nia.. hehe uyy ana,, tampururot oh.. wahehehe kya ndi ko feel mag kwento dun eh.. hehe la lng.. nakakatakot lang.. lalo ngaun.. pati kay nanay.. hehe ndi ko lam kc kung panu sasabihin sa knilang may bf na'ko noh.. hehe eh duh nmn, malamang puro okray aabutin nmen.. kung ako lang eh ok lang cguro kc sanay nmn na ako sa knila.. eh panu nmn c gori q?.. haha la lng.. amfefe tlg oh.. ewan.. basta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwei, nakarami nmn ako ng ginagawa kong design-design.. hehe la lng,., trip ko lang.. playing with and using limited colors.. hehe enjoy nmn.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, ngtext si ms. nikki knina ng vcc-link.. i passed the interview daw ng nielsen so waiting nlng ng schedule for training.. i will handle australian account.. hehe raket lang for 9-days.. hehe aun.. hay tlg.. fefe.. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-5807691092913191296?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/5807691092913191296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=5807691092913191296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A new person in your life is upping the intensity with which they communicate with you today. Give yourself time to sort through how you feel about this, because you might not be sure how to react at first. They are still a bit of a mystery to you, and you might not be quite sure how serious they are. But this confusion could prove refreshing and exciting: Instead of frustrating you, this person is putting you in touch with a new part of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm... hehehe amf! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OKRAY TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha funny, but tapos na ang pamamayagpag ng kagandahan nia anoh!?.. hay inday.. wer na u?.. nyahaha eh bat ampayat ni iya?.. grabeh.. ayoq ng auz ng hair nia anoh.. tsaka, bket parang ndi mgaling mgjudge si ate vi sa u can dance?.. ahaha at, amf tsong!.. ang ganda ni cherry gil ha.. simple lang ung hairdo nia pero super nice at elegant ang dating.. haha wulang kupas tlg ang bru ha'to.. diosa.. haha crush ko na xa.. hehe eh bket mgkapartner c sam milby at angel locsin?.. haha sa maalaala mo kaya?.. amf, ngefs.. hehe i'm not a fan of sam nor angel but, ayoko si angel for sam noh.. duh nmn!?.. hahah nwei, cnu ba'ko?.. nmn.. nagmamaganda lang nmn ako ah.. dakilang epal.. nyahahaha wulang mang-aaway sken ng dahil lang jan noh.. utang na loob, opinyon lng.. we are all entitled for our own opinion, damnit!.. haha ndi nmn ako war-freak, anuh?!.. hay, the hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amf din sa trip ko eh noh.. nood tv/movie while blogging, friendster at nagsasoundtrip pah.. hehe cnxa nmn... bading lang.. nyahahah amfefe tlg oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay... wer na u dear?.. nakakamiss ha?!.. haha eh bket amfwet koh?.. hahaha fekfek... un lang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-4822645085374200775?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/4822645085374200775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=4822645085374200775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/4822645085374200775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/4822645085374200775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/10/horoscope.html' title='horoscope...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-2041658582197527360</id><published>2007-10-12T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T00:19:59.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mega to the max..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVERNYT KINA FAYE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah masaya nmn.. as usual, to the max intayan.. hayness,, ang ndi tlg mawalang attitude basta sa lakarang gnito.. maaga sna para mkpg swimming eh kso, late as usual.. nwei, nakasama nmn c hermie.. nyahahha pero tae, grabe ung bata dun sa cubao-mrt station.. gagu xa oh.. bastos amf!.. tlgng pinapakita niya ung "ginagawa" niya hah.. iyaawwwsss, kadiri tlg ang lintik na un.. ka-ya-mot!!.. lecher!.. haha nwei, aun, ngkaisipang mag-inuman.. hahah nasisi pa'ko.. tibay ko daw.. generoso pa un ha.. haha ang nangyare tuloy, muka nakong tumador eh nun na nga lang lit ako tumoma.. august ung last pero lights lang.. nyahahha amf tlg.. bagong natutunan.. hehehe tas may bagong kasama.. c neil.. aun.. nyahhaha umaga na ntulog.. pero ako unang natulog.. hehehe puyat kc ako tas ng overnyt nga.. eh ng inuman pa.. hahha champion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TANG-INA NYA (ACOUSTIC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha pwamis, this is nice.. wahehehe &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YOed1IweK3Y"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt; nio.. listen pala.. la kc xang video.. hehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;INDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha mejo to the max tuwa ako sa saya nung makita ko ang &lt;a href="http://blogniinday.wordpress.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; ni inday dear.. hahaha amfwet tlg!.. the best c inday.. nosebleed tlg pag 'to kausap mo... ka-lurkey dung.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVERNYT KINA SING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha tatambay nga lng sana kme eh.. hehehe eh dakilang suwail ako ni rj kaya aun... wulang tulugan, umaga na umuwi.. waheheheh first tym nmen both sa mia.. ahaha gnun pla dun.. lake nung erplane.. nyahahha kulit eh.. aun, chikadora to the max.. wulang kupas sa kadaldalan tong c rj.. legend eh.. nwei, pumayat c kumare.. pati ang inaanak ko.. haha mabaet aman un.. aun.. hehe next time lit.. pra mkapg inuman daw.. heheh to kcng rj na to, kesyo may meeting meeting amf.. heh!!.. meeting ka jan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahahhaa.. antok na'ko.. makatulog na nga.. hehehehe sad trip pa nmn ngaun.. hay, ung radio kc puro labsung.. haha anung pecha na ba nmn db?.. haist.. sooo damn sadness iteych.. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-2041658582197527360?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/2041658582197527360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=2041658582197527360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/2041658582197527360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/2041658582197527360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/10/mega-to-max.html' title='mega to the max..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-4100176292783754421</id><published>2007-10-05T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T00:17:10.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>download! download!</title><content type='html'>hehe jemote jemote ako ngaun.. hehehe i just downloaded some koreanovela ost.. haha eto, soundtrip.. hayy, eh mejo sad ung iba.. hehe aun, jemote aman ako.. hehe kakamiss eh... la lng.. kc nmn.. hayness.. *sigh*.. haha ndi ko lam mafefeel.. amfwet aman!.. haist.. nu ba.. bogoshipda pa aman ito.. ang pamatay na ost ng stairway to heaven.. tangena, lake ng trauma ko sa koreanovela na to.. kaya ndi na koh nanonood ng koreanovela eh.. ung ndi na kcng tragic nito.. hahaha pero natapos ko ng imarathon with sheila ung couple in trouble.. nyahhahah comedy-drama nmn eh.. hehehe nagustuhan ko ung mga ost nito.. hahah eto, kompleto ko na.. ok nmn.. may ilan ding sad ang dating... hayness, mga korean tlg... nakaka-!.. amf tlg ang feeling... hay, nu ba?.. kc nmn.. nu bang dpat gawin?.. hahha anu ba 'ko?.. bat para akong tanga na ewan?.. eh kc nmn noh?!.. (taas kilay).. amfwet tlg!.. tulugan na nmn.. ayako pa eh.. hehehehe hay tlg,,, nu bang gagawin ko?.. puch, amffff!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bitchy-bitchy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko magsungit!!!.. gusto ko xang tarayan!.. hahah la lng... subukan ang pasensya.. at hangganan ng pagka bitch ko.. haha tas lambingin.. hahaha alembong amf!.. eh kso, ndi pde.. hehe san pa mauwi, ksalanan ko na nmn.. amfefe tlg.. bat ba kc napakadame kong ugali na napaka inconsiderate ang gusto kong msaksihan nia?.. haha famfam ako eh.. hmmp, lage nmn.. amfwet tlg!.. hay sana lng tlg... san anjan lng.. malapit.. hahah touchable ba,.. nyahahah alien ituh.. nyahahaha hay, fekfek tlg.. wat-a-lyf!?.. *sigh sigh sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heart attack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amfwet, nga pala... sumsaket ang puso ko nung isang gabi.. hehehe fagod, puyat at antok un.. gutom pa.. nyahahahha aun, sobrang sket tlg.. amfwet, bumili na nga ako ng gatas eh.. ktamad lng tlg uminom.. pero, iinom ako mea before matulog,.. waheheheh hay, kelangan pang atakihin ng matindi bago alagaan na nmn ang sarili.. amfwet ka tlg pot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* SIGH SIGH SIGH * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SSSSSSIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrr... argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-4100176292783754421?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/4100176292783754421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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trouble..</title><content type='html'>nagmarathon lang nmn kme ni sheila noh.. hehehe ung bago ngaun sa 7 ba.. ung couples in trouble.. hahahah ang kulit.. wahehehe msaya nmn.. puro kalokohan.. angas nung babae eh... amfwet!.. basta ok nmn.. pinapalitan kc nmen ung pirated dvd na pucha, 1 lang ang napanood nmen na movie kc amfwet ung copy.. pirated kc.. eh duh, ung 12-in-1 ata un kaya sobrang compressed ung videos.. ndi na good ang quality.. ung 1408 na movie starring john cusack and samuel jackson... astig ung movie except sa panget lng tlg ung copy na nkuha nmen.. hahaha last quarter ng movie, ndi na sabay ung audio sa scene.. ngiskip pa ung scene, as in tumatalbog amf!.. rock on!.. tinapos nrin nmen just to know what the damn ending was.. if the main character (cusack) will die or not.. nwei, it's cool.. hehehe nice movie.. waheheheh the effects, twist etc.. ndi nmen napanood ung rise: the blood (?) hunter ni lucy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy, miss mah baby.. amf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work work work.. start na sa work... stop meowing u, lecheng pusa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-3117589983031050481?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/3117589983031050481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=3117589983031050481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/3117589983031050481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/3117589983031050481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/10/couples-in-trouble.html' title='couple in trouble..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-7071374507942891578</id><published>2007-09-29T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:56:36.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kajirits!..</title><content type='html'>hay lecheng pusa.. badtrip.. ang ingay, anung petsa na noh!?.. wat a day!.. hehehe ambilis ko ma hi-blood the whole day ha.. hehehe may clown nmn ako eh.. aun, finafatawa nia ako.. hehehe khit lam niang najijirits nako,, hahaha ang sensitive ko daw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naku, la pa ung dragon.. ano nmng logo ang magagawa nmen?.. hay naku, tom na to papasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mambubulahaw ako ng mga classmates ko.. mimiscolan ko clang lahat mea bago ako matulog.. hehehehe c mhal, tulog na.. nyahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i got my cheque - my final pay.. amfwet!.. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-7071374507942891578?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/7071374507942891578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=7071374507942891578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/7071374507942891578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/7071374507942891578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/09/kajirits.html' title='kajirits!..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-9082860697713434853</id><published>2007-09-27T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:52:05.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sakit sa head..</title><content type='html'>wow... wat time is it?.. i'm still alive.. heheheh nsasanay na nmn ang katawan ko na umga na natutulog.. hehehe kgb nga nhirapan ako matulog kc imagine, 11pm palang nkahiga nako.. andito kc c papa, d2 natulog.. eh sa sala xa nakahiga.. alangan nmng manood ako hbang natutulog xa.. maingay, hello!.. heheh at kung bket pggabi kc mas trip kong mgaral ng gitara.. hahahah amfwet eh.. nwei, prang mas gusto ko ng maghanap ng work na pang gabi... pero last option tlg call center... sana tumwag na ung kay nick nina sheila.. o kaya ung kay ate des.. mag aapply ako dun.. night shift daw pero web chuva xa.. hehe khit updating un, ok lng.. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngpatulong c ann gumawa ng tarp pra sa bday ni sam.. hay, ngaun lang ako gumawa ng tarp.. ang hirap pala... haha pero nice practise na rin.. heheh may planu amf.. hehe ke anu nmn eh.. waheheheheh dati pa nagrerequest un eh.. igawa ko daw xa.. amf, eh pra dun sa gf nia un eh.. hahahha tas ako gagawa?!?.. fekfek nmn oh,, hahahah eh bket ako natatawa?.. heheheh i don't wanna be your friend ang song.. hehehe aryt.. antgal masend nung file.. kayamot.. lake kc.. 1.37MB ba nmn.. amfwet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe hay naku, binuwiset ako ni cj nung 'sang araw.. lokong un, ngtext eh wula akong load.. mgququit nadaw sa tropa.. putaragis, amfefe tlg ang ungas na un.. nag-init kgd ulo ko eh.. naiirita ako.. hahah nahalata kgd ni sheila.. hehehe angas nitong bru na to.. kilala tlg ako pag napipikon.. hehehe cnu daw kaaway ko.. nyahahhaha naku tlg.. nainis ako eh.. ngreply ako pero ndi ko lam kung nareceived nia.. ung telepono kc ang gmit ko eh smart pa xa.. aun, sabi ko dat's bullshit!.. hahaha eh bullshit nmn tlg eh.. nu un, ganun ganun nlng?.. kng ndi mgwork ang relationship nila, pati tropa damay?.. unfair nmn un.. napakababaw eh.. reason un ng mga bitter at loser!.. sana kc db, lam nmn nia ang dpt niang gawin.. hehe badtrip pa nung nalamn kong ngbabanta xa ng suicide pag ng break cla.. hahaha another goddamn bullcrap!.. the heck db?.. hahaha nwei, nun ko lang xa ntext ng ganon.. ndi ko lang alam kung nabasa at nareceive nia ung text ko.. hahahah saya sna.. nkwento ko kay gori.. hehehe ramdam daw niang inis ako.. eh sobra tlg.. haha ngsusuper saiyan nadaw ako.. hahahha loko tlg un.. natatawa tuloy ako eh.. hayaan nlng daw nmen, babalik din un.. aun, kinabukasan, ngtext nga ule at ngsosori.. nawrong send lang daw xa.. naku, khit ndi ako naniniwala at umuusok pa ilong ko, hinayaan ko na at pinatwad.. hehehe baka kc nagulo lang and isip nung tao.. tao lng, nagkakamali.. cnbi ko nlng na wag ng uulitin at naku tlg.. manininja ko xang tunay.. hehehhe naku ka tlg cj, wulang kupas ka ever.. heheheeh namahal na nabitter na ewan eh.. hhehehehe churi tsong,.. nmn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAHHHH... badtrip!!!.. ayaw masend nung files.. naghahang pa ang ie at ff.. naku ha.. naku tlg... san ka na mahal?.. hahahahha ay oh.. nghanap ng kakampi.. naiiyak na'ko eh.. fwet tlg.. hayness.. mawning..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-9082860697713434853?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/9082860697713434853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=9082860697713434853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/9082860697713434853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/9082860697713434853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/09/sakit-sa-head.html' title='sakit sa head..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-901747443559652389</id><published>2007-09-25T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T02:54:05.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bebe @ moa!</title><content type='html'>haha well, miss ko na bestfriend kong si tin.. wahehe pero nagkita kme last saturday, sept. 22 sa moa.. may educ trip kc cla sa science discovery chuva.. hahah nagulat ako nung ngtext xa na papunta na clang moa.. hehehe as usual, nothing change sa babaeng un.. haha takot mawala.. mahagasing tao.. i tour her sa moa khit ndi ko kabisado ang paikot ikot don.. (well, at least ngaun mejo na.. hahaha kc xa eh..) haha aun.. hehe we're both shocked pa nga nung may tumawag sa apelyido ko... nmn, batchmate ni kuya, inaapproach kme.. operation chorva daw xa sa SM, tas sa versace xa nakaassign.. kagagaling lang daw nia ng singapore.. ang tarush ng loloh moh, davah?!.. aun, if we need work daw, pde nia kme ipasok dun.. hehehe tamang tama, la work si kuya ko.. kaso ndi nmn sya pumunta sa hauz nung sunday... nasan kaya un??..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwei, going back kay bebe.. layo nang nilakad nmen kc layo ng pinarkingan nung bus nila... c manong guard, gigugudtime pa kme.. nyahahaha duh!?.. nwei, aun.. ok nmn.. punta kmeng dept store... nagfit ng high heel shoes... hahaha ang tarush ni bebe.. la lang.. kulit eh.. masaya nmn... enjoy kme sa pagfifit nung mga shoes.. nmn ang price.. the heights!.. hehehe then we went sa grocery to buy some pasalubong sa kapatid, pamangkin at mom nia... ok nmn ung mga nabili nmn... hahahaha naiinggit pa nga ung kasama nia kc mas mura ung mga nabili nia.. unlike dun sa nabili nila na common na nga eh mahal pa.. wahehehe wise kme eh.. hahaha tas picture picture kme.. dakilang epal ako eh.. hahahaha pang friendster day!.. hehehehe hay, gang 1030pm kmeng magkasama.. 10 daw kc alis nila pero as usual, pinoy time itechiwa... hahaha nakaupo lang kme dun sa may parking, under poste ng ilaw.. wahehehe saya, chatting time... mineet din niya kc ung suitor nia dat time.. ndi lang xa mainvite mag-date kc najahe daw saken.. duh!?.. ang lagay ndi nia ako sasama?.. haller, dakilang eps ako noh!?.. nyahahahaa aun.. sayang lang ndi niya napanood ung fireworks.. ganda nmn... enjoy... but good thing, naenjoy niya ung tour nila sa discovery chuva.. sulit ung bayad nila eh.. wahehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misyah na bebe!.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-901747443559652389?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-7531653971008071971</id><published>2007-09-19T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T00:21:34.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soundtrip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:copperplate gothic light;" &gt;hehe anong petsa na, duh!?.. eto, gumagawa ng logo.. kagabi pa.. ok nmn na kaso ndi ko pa totally nagawa ung tamang design.. hehe la lng.. naiinip ako.. pero ndi pa ko inaantok.. kya khit gustuhin ko ng matulog, ndi pako makakatulog.. khapon, 5:30am na kong humiga.. hahaha nu ba yan.. bangon at gcing niya, tulog ko palang.. hehehehe tamo nga nmn.. ngparamdam c agoy knina... maghihimutok na nmn un malamang... nyahahhaha anniv nila pero warlaboo cla ni sis.. kc nga nmn.. nafafallout na ung girl sa kanya.. hay ewan.. life tlg.. wulang kupas,..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:copperplate gothic light;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe go fallout-boy!.. hehe one night, yeah, one more time.. thanks for the memories... nyahahahaha kantahin ba... nwei, gusto ko ng mgkaroon ng seryosong trabho.. ung papasok ako sa opisina.. hehe sana matanggap na'ko dun sa inapplyan ko knina.. hay tlg nmn..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:copperplate gothic light;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;OVERNIGHT KINA FAYE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:copperplate gothic light;" &gt;ngovernight kme last week kina faye.. as usual, nu ba.. naku, wulang kamatayang piktyuran.. taena, umingay kina pena pgdating nmen.. saya nga nmn.. ang iingay eh.. tas mga nanood lng ng dvd... haha auz, nakaplasma tv na cla... nice nmn.. asensado.. tas onting kaen ng chicha kc matakaw ako eh.. aun.. tas may natulog.. hahaha loser!.. ako, 5am na natulog.. hehehe as usual, patagal sa higaan ga't andon pa cna tita.. hehe khit kupal kme, mejo jahe kme ng onti.. pgkaalis nga na pgkaalis, kanya kanyang bangunan... kala ko mga tulog... hahahaha tas ngluto c sandy.. aun.. lafang.. nood ulit.. pc.. soundtrip.. tas kanya kanyang uwian na... wahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano na bang gagawin ko.. hay.. nakakamiss... hahaha jemotes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-7531653971008071971?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/7531653971008071971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=7531653971008071971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;un lng.. hehehe at least ndi ko na mamano-manohin ang paglilipat ng mga old entries ko.. actually, naidagdag ko pa nga ung mga blog ko na sa notepad ko lang nagagawa... at ung iba pang mga pangyayare na sinave ko nlng sa fone ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;un lng.. ana astig!! hahahah purihin ang sarili.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-609018461609078164?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/609018461609078164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=609018461609078164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/609018461609078164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/609018461609078164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/09/naopen-ko-lit-account-koh.html' title='naopen ko lit account koh!!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-4847732806779541189</id><published>2007-09-14T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:33:36.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reading blogs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow.. ngaun ko nalang nabasa ulit yung mga blog entries ko.. kaso ndi ko na maopen ung old account ko... sayang.. hehehe pero ililipat ko ung mga un dito sa bagong account ko... hahahah mano-mano ba... la lng.. biglang feel ko lang mag blog ulit.. heheehe it's been a long time noh.. dami narin kcng nangyare.. hay, grabe.. pero eto nmn, humihinga pa.. i'm getting bored na nga sa life ko now eh.. la kcng work.. pero ndi ako nagsisisi na nagresign ako sa previous work ko.. duh!?.. hehehe good thing nga nakaalis na ko dun.. hell life.. nyahahaha ching... nwei, may work nmn ako ngaun.. project based.. the thing is, wala akong workstation.. kaya it's not easy to do this thing.. panu nalang kc pag biglang may idea kang gustong idesign.. tyaga nalang muna sa pagi-sketch.. hay.. gusto kong magdrawing.. bibili sana ako ng sketchpad, color pencil, etc.. i want to draw.. kaso, hirap ako minsan.. hay., gusto ko rin ng camera.. ung astig... para mahasa nmn ung photography skills ko... naks nmn.. wahehehe malay mo nmn db?.. hay, wala paqng portfolio.. mag papass paba ako sa GMA?.. parang tinatamad nako eh.. wula lng.. but i need a work.. ndi lang basta tong project based na to.. sideline ko to eh.. heheheh la lng.. gusto na lumuwas ng kapatid ko.. hay panu kaya ito.. bahala na c batman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sarap tlng magtype lng ng khit anu.. hahahah sanay nmn akong mga walang kwenta laman ng blog entry ko.. kaya masanay ka ng kung cnu ka mang magbasa nito.. duh!?.. it's a free country!?.. upakan kita jan eh.. nakita mo,. pag ndi nangulot yang buhok mong ungas ka... haaha bat ba'ko nangangaway?.. hehehehe wala lng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay life.. life is life.. wala lng.. ang walang kamatayan kong linya.. life, oh life.. hahaha ndi yan ung schoolmate ko ha?.. lanjuk.. wat time is it na ba?.. nyahahahahaha amfofo!.. wish ko lang matuloy ung overnyt tom kina feena.. duh!?.. wala lng maginarte, putaragis lng tlg ang mga hinayupak na maginarte.. tangena nila!.. wag na silang papakita sken khit kelan.. hahaha trip ko ng mangasar ng paarte arte pag ganitong may mga plano tas paarte arte eh gusto nmn.. mga papampam lang at paimportante ba.. aun.. mang ookray na'ko ng harapan.. ndi ko na itatago noh.. gang sa maasar xa.. mamatay xa sa kapikonan.. hahaha jowk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay.. missing him terribly.. hahahaha jemoting time na.. amf amf!.. after ma badtrip, jemotes nmn... grrrr.. harhar.. hay, sarap tlg magtype.. wahehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken shit!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-4847732806779541189?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/4847732806779541189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=4847732806779541189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/4847732806779541189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/4847732806779541189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/09/reading-blogs.html' title='reading blogs..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-4830631460678482449</id><published>2007-08-09T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:34:25.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weong...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;hahay.. miss ko na xa.. sobra... well, sna mgkita na kme ulit.. hehehe la lng... nakapag-usap na kme.. ng maauz.. haha ako lang nmn ang malabo kausap eh.. hehehe hoping evrything will be fine na... hay... la lng... i'm about to let him go na sna... kc, la lng... feeling ko kc nasasaktan ko lang xa.. pero, walanju, pumayag sya sa gusto ko... la lng... ganon na ba niya kaya ako tlg kamhal?.. sabagy.. nwei, basta hoping everything's fine na... grrr... another chance... gagu ka ana, aucn mu na to... gago xa oh.. prang tanga tong napot nato ay... hehehehehe sna ok lang xa now... nyahahahaha aun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-4830631460678482449?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/4830631460678482449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=4830631460678482449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/4830631460678482449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/4830631460678482449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/08/hahay.html' title='weong...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-397029124837839553</id><published>2007-05-22T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:36:16.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ana - famfam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;hehehe wala na ako magawa.. pamatay oras na lang to kase pauwi narin ako mayang onti.. hay.. masaya naman yung bakasyon ko.. la lang.. sana maulit muli.. nyahahaha kantahin ba.. nwei, hapi aman tlg ako eh.. nyahaha haist, parang gusto kong umuwi ulit... sna ngaung weekend matuloy ung plans nila sheila.. hay, anu ba tong nafifeel ko ngaun.. i must be working.. pero ilang minuto na lang nmn batsi nako... haha sarap mag soundtrip.. dugo tenga ko sa here without you eh.. nyahaha natatawa ako pag naaalala ko yung nangyare sa bakasyon ko.. haha ilang araw lang pero worth it.. haha dame nangyare.. sayang lang ndi ko nasaksihan yung kay tin.. nyahahaha uzi ako eh.. hahahahah oh well, si sis aman, aun.. hahahaha generoso tau lit pare.. nyahahaha labasan na'to.. haha yung sayawan sa iba. burgos.. auz naman.. nagpainom si jowel ng kalahating case na beer.. haha at - pinakilala ako ni gori na gf nia sa mga classmates amen na mkita nia!!.. hahaha the heights, db?.. ibang level... tas sabay pakilala ko kay tin na gf ko aman.. puchana!.. at - gumaruts ang lola mo.. ang landi sumayaw ng sweet.. haha sweet na sweet.. magkayakap ba aman... nyahahaha oh well.. tas doobidoo pa.. hahahaha nagwala bigla khit antok at pagod na, nabuhayan ng dugo.. hay bading!.. auz nman.. enjoy... tas nilandi ko yung bro ng tropa ko.. eh kc, yaw ako isayaw ng asawa ko.. pagod na daw.. aba at!- nagsayaw pagkatapos nmen!?!.. nananadya yata ang mokong nato eh.. hehe pero nagtampo saken un nung una.. nung lunch kina balong... ndi ko kase pinansin... eh pano ba naman.. nainis ako.. hahaha ang babaw ko pa nmn non.. nwei, nag sori nmn ako.. haha aun, hampasan to the max.. parang ang dameng lamok eh.. supdahan pa ng tubig!.. hahaha ang mamamuy.. ngorks!.. tas lakad nung gabi papuntang burgos para makipagsayaw.. haha aun, nagusap kme kse.. hehe tas un na.. hay ang kulit nia sobra.. ang saya ko nung kasama ko xa.. ang bad ko lang kc ndi ko xa maxado pinapansin minsan.. haha wala lng,.. sa kapal ng mukha kong to eh mejo hiya pa ko sa kanya anoh!?.. haha gulat ka?.. xa din ayaw maniwala na nahihiya parin ako sa knya.. eh un ang true.. ndi nmn niya kita laman loob ko eh kya ndi nia alam.. kaw din,, hahahaha ... nwei, may nalalaki nmn ako nung sayawan sa villa perez.. hehe akalain mo un.. at nakita ko si melvin!.. pucha, landiin ko sna kung nagtagal kme non sa cawayanin - kahit andon ang gf nia!.. haha single ako non, 10 meters away ang asawa eh.. nyahahaha bad ana!.. eh kinikindatan ako eh.. hahaha natatawa tuloy ako.. at - kumanta pa xa.. para sken kya un?!?.. haha gagu si sis, "now and folevel" daw.. ungguy tlg amf!.. fanu kse, wulols xa.. haist.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay, ganito pala pag miss mo na ang isang tao.. hehe lage nalang nasa isip, lalong ndi mawala ba... nagfafafamfam na nga lang ako sa text kc wala xa load.. ndi makatext.. hay naku.. pag tinwagan ko nmn, haha tatawa lang ako forever.. nyahahaha at wala nakong load.. wala na nga akong pera tom eh.. hahahaha patay kang bata ka!.. nwei, ang sarap magtype!.. nakakawala ng feeling ng emptiness.. hay, nakakamiss na tlg.. NAKAKAMISS AMF!!! worf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gang dito na muna.. mag-aout nako eh.. hayness.. ginawang blog na nmn ang notepad!.. nwei, ang danda ko today!.. naka-skirt ang lola mo.. hehe an seksi ko today!.. tom ulit.. may meeting ng 9am eh.. haha san kaya makakuha ng pamasahe.. puke ng!.. wahehehe&lt;br /&gt;6:11 PM 5/22/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-397029124837839553?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/397029124837839553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=397029124837839553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/397029124837839553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/397029124837839553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/05/ana-famfam.html' title='ana - famfam!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-1964393227118097426</id><published>2007-04-10T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:38:34.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amf!.. school-shit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wow.. tambak trabaho ko.. dameng projects.. napag-iiwanan na'ko.. haha tambak... as in tambakkkkkk... hahahaha isa-isahin nten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advertising: gawa kme ni sheila ng storyboard for vierto daw.. replacing prius.. hehehehe tsaka product description c/o nympha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typography: product / package design daw.. haha at may actual product dpat.,. gastos! and kulang ako dito ng 2 assignment / activities.. 1 flash and 1 html sample portfolio site.. tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-1964393227118097426?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/1964393227118097426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=1964393227118097426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/1964393227118097426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/1964393227118097426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/04/amf-school-shit.html' title='amf!.. school-shit!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-117507366605614293</id><published>2007-03-28T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:40:18.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hehehe tagal ko rin bago nadagdagan entries ko here ah.. hehehe well, la aman new.. ching.. actually, madame... hehehe sobra.. hay.. sarap magmalate.. since i went there, napapadalas na.. hehe to the point na i'm skipping my class na just to be there.. hay.. sarap tumoma ng madame.. haha i planned once.. kaso, naunahan ako nung kasama kong malasing kya ndi na'ko nagpakasenglot.. hehe uwi pa'ko eh.. aun.. nakauwi rin ng mga 3am na khit muntik ko ng ihatid ung kasama ko.. hahahahahahahahahaha ngkalat!.. ako nagyaya kc.. urmm.. la lng.. ngorks!.. hehehehe aun.. balik pa'ko dun.. within this week.. and next week.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy, hirap nmn ng life.. ala pera, ala alak, ala... well, ehem... nyahahahaha sana may chance pa.. ngorrks!.. ako na itech?!.. hehehehe buti aman mejo maluwag na aking pakiramdam now.. hahahaha ngorks!.. toma nlng, mabuti pa.. nakakamiss ang alak.. hahaha kakainom ko lng kgbi, namiss na kgad.. hehehehe ndi pa amn sobrang to the max laklakan eh.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay.. may vacant hours ako ngaun. pero ndi ko parin mgawa ung mga dpat kong gawin.. kung baket kc napakatamad ko.. at tinatamad tlg ako.. hahahahaha bahala na si batman kung makagraduate ako.. nyahhahaha gooooodluck to meeeeeeee..........!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-117507366605614293?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/117507366605614293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=117507366605614293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/117507366605614293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/117507366605614293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-9120416954144788233</id><published>2007-02-06T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:17:52.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can not make it all ok..</title><content type='html'>feb2.. haha first time kong sobrang magalit ng ganon.. in fairness, ginhawa pala sa pakiramdam ang maglabas ng sama ng loob no?!.. ndi nga lng don sa tao mismo.. tsk, kawawa aman ung bote ng mineral water sken.. haha double-dead!.. as in wala ng buhay.. cno ba namng ndi sasama ang loob sa nangyari.. ang angas din eh.. matapos manggulo ng buhay last year, wala ka manlng mahita?.. lam mo un.. simpleng 'sori' lng sa abala ang hinihingi nmen, magiinarte pa??.. p*ta!.. ndi nmn nmen kelngn explanation mo dhil naiintindihan nmen sitwasyon mo.. pero, simpleng sori lng sa dame ng taong inabala mo, wala lng??.. p*ta, tapos kaw pa may ganang magsalita na 'u'r sad kc u see the friendship's dying??'.. haha para tuloy lumalabas na kme pa may kasalanan?.. na ndi ka makalapit kc galit kme?... amp-!.. alam mo ba ang abala na ginwa mo?.. palibhasa kc sanay kang gawin ang ganong mga bagay sa mga tao.. mhilig kang magpaasa tas iiwan mo lng na naka-hang sa isang tabi.. haha at pati kmeng 'friends' mo, ngawa mo un.. kung ugali mong ndi humingi ng tawad sa mga nagagawan mo ng ksalanan, well, tsong.. may karma.. hehe ingat lng.. baka mas mtindi bumalik.. kng alam mo lng kung gano kme ka-concern sau nung gabing yon pra lng mabaliwala.. ndi ako kgad makatulog gat ndi ko sure kung safe kna or wat.. c lapot, trinaffic ng sobra, naabala bf nia, tas wala lng sau?!.. pasalamat ka nga concern cla at naicp ka pang daanan considering na ndi nmn kau close ni xtian.. kaw ung humihingi ng favor, kaw pa tong may ganang mag-inarte.. p*ta!.. anong tingin mo sa srili mo, diyos?.. kung may problema ka, mrmeng taong gustong tumulong sau.. pero tulungan mu din srili mo.. at, wag kang mag-inarte.. wag mung iwanan sa ere ung taong tutulong sau... ayos ka rin eh noh?.. may talent ka tsong.. wala manlng pasabe.. ni ha, ni ho, wala... tas parang walang nangyre nung magkita2 sa mata.. p*tang*na.. ang tindi mo.. ndi ka nmen kinausap pra turuan ka ng leksyon.. na matuto ka sa pagkakamali mo.. pero ano nangyare?.. hahahaha p*tang*na, kme pa ung lumalabas na masama dhil ndi mo kme kuno makausap.. bket?.. natatakot ka?.. hahaha kala mo kakainin ka nmen?.. tang*na, alam mo kcng masesermunan ka eh ayaw mo ng ganon db?.. ayaw mo ng nsasabihan ka ng mali sa mga ginawa mo.. p*tang buhay to oh.. at pagmamalasin kpang tlg, binaba na nmen pride nmen para sa bestfriend mo.. pero walng nangyare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* ndi po tapos ang entry na'to.. tinamad na po ang author na mag type sa sobrang galit.. *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-9120416954144788233?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/9120416954144788233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=9120416954144788233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/9120416954144788233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/9120416954144788233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-can-not-make-it-all-ok.html' title='you can not make it all ok..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-114594292382404304</id><published>2006-04-25T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T13:28:43.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forget my name....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Forget My Name"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;New Found Glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tell all my friends I'm dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm leaving you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;this time its for good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tell all my friends that I'm dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;it won't be long before you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;forget my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;can you tell that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm losing myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I think I'm trying too hard to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;let it show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;to let you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;don't trace your footsteps back to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;cause I've been gone for a long time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;waiting on the sidelines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;hoping for a chance to play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;well I thought I would never leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;anything behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I also never thought I'd say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tell all my friends I'm dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm leaving you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;this time its for good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tell all my friends that I'm dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;it won't be long before you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;forget my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;can you tell that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I don't know myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I need someone to remind me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;to let it go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;please let me know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;don't trace your footsteps back to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;cause I've been gone for a long time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;waiting on the sidelines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;hoping for a chance to play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;well I thought I would never leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;anything behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I also never thought I'd say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tell all my friends I'm dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm leaving you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;this time its for good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tell all my friends that I'm dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;it won't be long before you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;forget my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and if I had the chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;to do it all again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I wouldn't expect anything less &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and if I had the chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;to do it all again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I wouldn't expect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I wouldn't expect anything less &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tell all my friends I'm dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm leaving you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;this time its for good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tell all my friends that I'm dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;it won't be long before you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;forget my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;forget my name&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/14612681-114594292382404304?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/114594292382404304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=114594292382404304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114594292382404304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114594292382404304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2006/04/forget-my-name.html' title='forget my name....'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-114409663424309109</id><published>2006-04-04T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T04:37:14.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sched</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;040406 : Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;3:40 - 4:00 Mock Interview - PROFETHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;6:00 - 6:30 Defense - ENTREPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;7:00 - 6:00 Overnight - DAPROJS2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;040506: Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Documentation - DAPROJS2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;040606: Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;8:00 - 5:00 Seminar - ADOBE PRODUCTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;6:00 - 7:00 Finals - MICTECH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;7:30 - 6:00 Overnight - DAPROJS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;040706: Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;3:00 - 3:30 Defense - DAPROJS2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;8:00 - 5:00 Seminar - ADOBE ACROBAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;040806: Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;1:00 - 4:00 Assignment - PHYELEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;041106: Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;9:30 - 12:00 Finals - PHYELEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;2:30 - 4:30 Finals - ECONTAX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;hay... antok na'ko... wanna sleep... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-114409663424309109?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/114409663424309109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=114409663424309109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114409663424309109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114409663424309109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-sched.html' title='my sched'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-114409484540293476</id><published>2006-04-04T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T04:12:24.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ovrnyt part2: ngerks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;what the-!.. here i am... again... sa comlab2... same subject... tired... sleepy... don't wanna sleep yet... sayang ang time... sna noon ko pa naisip 'to... "..sayang ang time..".. kelan ko lng nmn narealize ang phrase na'to 'no?!.. and i'm runnin' out of time... kc nmn... engot kc... sira ulo... nagpadala sa sariling kabaliwan, katangahan, katamaran... lage nlng ganito... ndi na nadala... ndi na natuto.... same-old-shit!.. so, ngaun, eto... depriving myself from sleeping... kumag kc... i know it's my fault... wala nmn akong sinisising tao... sarili ko lng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ay! meron pla... ung kumag! kc nmn... sana db!?.. kung ndi sana... eh di sna... sna ndi ganito... kumag din kc ako... pero sana... hehehe ano't ano no?!.. la lng... gaguhan lng nmn eh... pero ndi pde eh.. la lng... kumag kc ako... dpt matagal ko ng ginwa 'to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tangganpin ko kya ung offer ni sir na mag-intern sa laguna?.. la lng... masaya sna... new people... new environment... new place.... mejo sawa narin kc ako d2 eh... la lng... kya lng baka ndi ako masyado maka-gimik don... hehehe gimikera?!?... takte yan.... tsaka ala ng overnight weekly?!?.. nyikes!.. manlalalake nlng ako don... hehehehe ndi nmn alam ng asawa ko eh... at ndi nya malalaman... hihihihi... jowk lng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;taena!.. ala pa kmeng financial statement for entreps.... bukas na ang defense nmen non... sna pumayag c miss dy na ma-move kme ng date... kaya lng sasabay sa seminar nmen.... ngek!.. pano kya 'to?!... sa friday defense ko ng daproj!... potah! sana kayanin ko lhat ng 'to... physics pa! andami pla... finals na next week... tang-ina! kaya ko pa kaya?... uuwi muna ako smen para magpahinga.... khit 1week lng... tang-ina tlg! nakakapagod mag-aral!!! tang-ina! nakakagutom rin... buti nlng libre ulet ako ng dinner knina... bait ng seniors eh... hihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;hay... kc nmn... kumag kc... siraulo... sna.... sna.... sna... hay... puro sna... wala na... badtrip!.. tangnang vendo un! akala ko minumulto na'ko! ilang beses na kc akong naghuhulog nung coins... ayaw ba nmng tanggapin!.. tang-ina, eh inalog ko na at sinuntok... sinipa... wa-epek! ... mejo natakot pa akong mag-insert ng 20 pero ginawa ko din.. aun... sinuklian nmn ako... galing sa math nung vendo... daig ako... hehehe galing mag-sukli eh... hihihihi... pero badrip pa rin... bantot kc don... katapat ng cr ng mga guys... eh majontut!.. kya e0n.. nasinghot ko na ata lahat ng baho at panghi don... putang-ina tlg...ansarap magmura!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;PUTANG-INA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-114409484540293476?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/114409484540293476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=114409484540293476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114409484540293476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114409484540293476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2006/04/ovrnyt-part2-ngerks.html' title='ovrnyt part2: ngerks!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-114390717312058622</id><published>2006-04-01T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:59:33.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ovrnyt... agaiN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cccccc;"&gt;overnyt kgbi... overnyt ngaun... w0w... sa m0nday uLet..kc nmn ak0h!.. la lng... ndi ko na kc nagawa ung mga bagay na matagaL ko na dpat natap0s... ndi man natap0s, at leaSt maLapit ng matap0s ngaun... tinamAan kc... hehehe ng katamaRan... aLa na Lhat.. siRa na ang akiNg mga paNgaRap... hehehe dRama lng... ndi pa gan0n kganda ung nagawa k0h... badtrip! per0 oks lng... ksaLnan k0h nMn eh... dpat kc n0n k0h pa ginawa... ndi sNa ak0 ng-ka-craM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cccccc;"&gt;weLL, masaya nMng mag-overnyt lalo na kuNg ang ksaMa m0 at ksaBay mag-overnyt eh ang mga seNiors... gagi! paRang gus2 k0ng magpaaMp0n sa mga 't0 khit 1ng buwaN lng... tiyak aNg manGya2ri!... hehehe ta2ba ak0h!! yEsss!!!... hehe sagaNa sa fo0d eh... liBre pa!, oh, san kp?! weLL, gaN0n tLg Lyf... hehehe... libRe ak0h ng dinNer khp0n sa kfc.. tas piNag-pRepAre ak0h ng bReakfAst.. tas ngaUn, pizZa.. la lng... aLaga s0bra!!.. hehe saya! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-114390717312058622?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/114390717312058622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=114390717312058622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114390717312058622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114390717312058622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2006/04/ovrnyt-again.html' title='ovrnyt... agaiN!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-114370238351251730</id><published>2006-03-30T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T15:08:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h0Ly shit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;... h0Ly c0w, m0thER of fR0g!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gud thiNg ndi pA aq nAgbihis kNina... kuNg nagKata0n.. tsk! tsk! saMa ng lo0b ng mga stUdEnts kNina... kC nga nMn aLa na nMn c ms.Ch0 kNina... gRaNted sHe's siCk.. kya lng kc bAdsh0t na xa sa mga stUdEnts... kya bAdtrip na nMn sa kña aNg lhat... nag-siCk leavE kc xa kNina lng... pa20spitaL daw... eh pRepAred na ung iBang stUdEnts... as iN thEy wEnt to skUL na nakaf0rmaL attiRe na.. i mEan, c0rp0rate... s0 e0n... waLa lng nMn xa... badtRip cLang lhat... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mAButi nLng ndi pA aq nagsU0t kc keLngan k0ng pumUnta sa gReEnbELt pRa magpa-pRint nUng mga saMpLe w0rks q.. pagbaLik k0 un nga... nagka2guL0 na mga stUdeNts... saya db?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wawa nMn c ms.Ch0... as iN s0brAng bAdsh0t ñA sa mga stUDeNts... hAy... etHicaL isSuEs... oR typ0-eRr0r?... pEacE... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-114370238351251730?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/114370238351251730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=114370238351251730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114370238351251730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114370238351251730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2006/03/h0ly-shit.html' title='h0Ly shit!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-114370179763169689</id><published>2006-03-30T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T14:56:37.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a s0uLfuL rELati0nship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;If you're not married yet, share this with a friend. If you are married,share it with your spouse or other married couples and reflect on it.An African proverb states, "Before you get married, keep both eyes open, and after you marry, close one eye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Before you get involved and make a commitment to someone, don't let lust,desperation, immaturity, ignorance, pressure from others or a lowself-esteem, make you blind to warning signs. Keep your eyes open, and don'tfool yourself that you can change someone or that what you see as faultsaren't really important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Once you decide to commit to someone, over time his or her flaws,vulnerabilities, pet peeves, and differences will become more obvious. Ifyou love your mate and want the relationship to grow and evolve,you've got to learn to close one eye and not let every little thingbother you. You and your mate have many different expectations, emotionalneeds, values, dreams, weaknesses, and strengths. You are two unique individual children of God who have decided to share a life together.Neither of you are perfect, but are you perfect for each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Do you bring out the best in each other?Do you compliment and compromise with each other, or do you compete,compare, and control? What do you bring to the relationship?Do you bring past relationships, past hurt, past mistrust, past pain? Youcan't take someone to the altar to alter him or her. You can't make someonelove you or make someone stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;If you develop self-esteem, spiritual discernment, and "a life", you won'tfind yourself making someone else responsible for your happiness orresponsible for your pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Manipulation, control, jealousy, neediness, and selfishness are not theingredients of a thriving, healthy, loving and lasting relationship! Seekingstatus, sex, wealth, and security are the wrong reasons to be in arelationship. What keeps a relationship strong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Communication, intimacy, trust, a sense of humor, sharing household tasks,some getaway time without business or children and daily exchanges (a meal,shared activity, a hug, a call, a touch, a note).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Leave a nice message on the voicemail or send a nice email.Sharing common goals and interests. Growth is important. Grow together,not away from each other, giving each other space to grow without feelinginsecure. Allow your mate to have outside interest. You can't always betogether. Give each other a sense of belonging and assurances of commitment. Don't try to control one another. Learn each other's family situation. Respect his or her parents regardless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Don't put pressure on each other for material goods. Remember for richeror for poorer. If these qualities are missing, the relationship will erodeas resentment, withdrawal, abuse, neglect, dishonesty, and pain replace thepassion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The difference between 'United' and 'Untied' is where you put the i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;- Rev. Ronald McFadden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-114370179763169689?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/114370179763169689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=114370179763169689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114370179763169689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114370179763169689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2006/03/s0ulful-relati0nship.html' title='a s0uLfuL rELati0nship'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-114364359119251340</id><published>2006-03-29T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T22:46:31.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>togoink!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;sLeepy... wanNa g0 h0mE... sheNg isn't heRe yEt... can't tx hEr.. bAt eMpty... my st0mach's achiNg... watcHaLid0??? t0m's my m0ck intERviEw in pR0fetHs... n0t rEady yEt... no p0rtf0Li0... ugLy pic... shit!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;wanNa g0 h0me... stArviNg... n0 m0nEy... n0 bAt... wAtALyf???... daMnit... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-114364359119251340?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/114364359119251340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=114364359119251340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114364359119251340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114364359119251340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2006/03/togoink.html' title='togoink!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-114348897358261060</id><published>2006-03-28T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T03:51:16.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cRap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fUck!.. nadELetE ung siNuLat k0h!.p0tahiNang bUhay tLg pagnaBad3p eh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why a sUddEn chaNge of scHed kc?! tHe hEck!... daMi kCng affEctEd... Lam m0 un... L8 na nga uNg emaiL, ndi pa iNay0s rigHt aWay... hay Lyf... thURs pa sNa ak0h... tas bigLang t0m na pLA!?!.. whAt tHe heLL?!. p0taNgiNa, paRE!!.. aLa pa aqNg p0rtf0Lio... graNted, it's my faULt na aLa pa ak0h tiL n0w... daMi riNg pr0jeCts ngaUn etc... s0, as a stUdEnt, i pri0ritize my pr0ject accdg t0 its dEadLine... fUck it!.. kaiNis tLg... bigLang siNgit aNg p0tah! hay... submissi0n t0m [maya pLa] ng eNtrEps... at exam din sa eNtrEps... maLas pag bigLang nag-qUiz sa mictEch.. wag nMn sNa.. go0d g0d..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aN saya k0h pa nMn kNiNa... we mEt aj aNd trEatEd us sa sHakEy's... uNf0rtuNateLy, aLa c jas0n... kc nMn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tas ngaUn, e2... ovrNyt sa skUL... dApr0j sNa ga2wiN nMEn pEr0 wat tym Na?.. 3:45am, 032806!.. eNtrEps aNg ngWa nMEN... ndi pa tp0s... aLa png reviEw... badtrip tLg... nywy, g0tta go na!!!... i nEed to rEviEw pa f0r t0m's exam... weLL, abt pr0fEths... bhLa na si BatMan... bhLa 'yaN... kawAsa... hmp! kaiNis tLg... amp0tah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;kauub0s lng ng MiLo k0h!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-114348897358261060?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/114348897358261060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=114348897358261060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114348897358261060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114348897358261060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2006/03/crap.html' title='cRap!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-114343410394242557</id><published>2006-03-27T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T12:36:11.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i almost miss our room..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well... nagiging routine na ang mga bagay-bagay... overnights, swimming, drinks.... saya db? since thurs ndi pa ako umuuwi ng d0rm.. sunday na ng tanghali ko nakapiling ang aking pinakamamahal na kwarto... saturday i met my hs friend tas punta kme sa haws ng isa pang tropa... inuman, taena! natuwa pa sken si yhza kc umiinom na daw ako... oh db?.. plano ko pang umuwi that night kc... hehehe.... kaso ndi na'ko nakauwi... kwentuhan til 6am nLng... kaya tinanghaLi na ako ng uwi... hay.... tas natuLog ako after... ndi na tuLoy ako nakapunta ng ospitaL kc keLangan kong magLaba... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nung nakina faye nmn, sobrang jahe kay tita V... i busted the fuse!. kainis! sumabog kc ung outlet nung magcha-charge ako... kaya ayun!.. kahiya! puro kamalasan na nmn ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow... birthday ngaun ni aj... may lunch ang tropa mamaya... la lng... overnight mamaya... this time, for school's stuff... waLang Lokohan 'to... hehehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-114343410394242557?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/114343410394242557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=114343410394242557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114343410394242557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114343410394242557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-almost-miss-our-room.html' title='i almost miss our room..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-114284902949937628</id><published>2006-03-20T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T18:05:18.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shockening day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hoLy god! what is happening to the people of the universe??? they seem to be overloaded of problems... why i'm not?.. stupid me! i should be happy that i don't belong in the club.. club of problematic people... nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this day... wow! i'm the absorbing man!.. i'm not used to it na people come on me and share problems or whatever... this day isn't the ordinary one... at least for me... and isn't normal or usual as it seems... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yesterday, it's sheiwa's day... problem about friend, boyfriend and i dunno the other... oh! i almost forgot! :)... until now mejo badtrip pa xa ng onti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2nd, this friend.. war cla ng boyfriend nya... loka 'to! kung ano pa ang gustong gawin.. hay naku, dude! kaya mo yan... but, as of now that i'm writing this, they're ok na.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3rd, a 'frank-caller' this morning ruined.. 'almost' ruined my day.. to sheiwa, hell yeah!! looking for not existing person in dorm... well, the fact that came up later shocked the world of a friend.. mine too, but not as hers... toink!.. it's a third party involve... whew! she cried in the c.r. sa baba... funny, a girl came inside... looked in the mirror and phoned a 'guy?'.. a boyfriend i think... hehehe she's crying after awhile... asking the 'guy' why he's not answering her call... wow!! one heck of a shit!.. i mean, i'm not in her position but, why do people around me crying??? funny kc 2 clang umiiyak dat time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then a friend came up... she's ok now and told me that sheiwa seems not ok... oh, god! what is happening to the world... then i received a call/text from landbank telling me to call back.. i just went there to discuss things personally since i'm supposed to go there... and that's it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;holy cow, mother of frog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-114284902949937628?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/114284902949937628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=114284902949937628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114284902949937628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114284902949937628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2006/03/shockening-day.html' title='shockening day!!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-114282963180250061</id><published>2006-03-20T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T12:43:05.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is happening to the world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;shit! these past few weeks were really a shit for me.. hehe just kiddin'.. just a little bit.. well, i can't really remember the exact dates so, i just write it down...even the sequence of these isn't pretty correct... here it goes... after those night outs with girlfriends, realizations almost freaked me out... i mean, i know i'm such a naive one and oh, well.. i'm so sorry.. i don't mean anything... that really shocked my world... but i overcame it already.. hehehe i kept on laughing at myself for such reaction... damn me!.. stipid jerk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we drunk.. nice.. takaw ko na din pla uminom... but i stopped the time i needed to stop.. i'm not the type na go lng ng go.. sometimes you should know when to stop.. then, swimming... hihi sinulit ko paglalangoy 'no!? though i'm not good in swimming... i'm not a swimmer.. i just want to swim.. and i swum.. to death... hihi adik?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then, my phone got sick again... this sick-stricken-stupid-cellphone of mine... how i wish i could buy one of my own expense... problem is, i've no money in the bank.. or even cash on hand.. *sigh*.. waiting for some text pa nmn... hehehehe jowk lng... jerk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so, we have now a project... it's a double purpose project... for us, for them... hehe and we need images.. i dunno if i'm the reason why nagkaroon lng scratch ung photo album... hopefully not.. hay... life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;movies... i love movies... one time nga, i wanted to watch alone... so, i'm happy that my partner don't wanna spent overnight again in school... hoo hoo!! opportunity... so, i just told her i wanna go somewhere... hehe secret? yeah! unfortunately among fortunates, we have the same plan.. huh!?.. she goes to movie with her bf.. well, same movie, same cinema, same place... same line of chair unexpectedly... same place where i ate dinner without knowing that we're both there... huh!? coincidences? or unseparable?.. oh c'mon, stupid shit!.. hehehe and the movie is nice... worth watchin' for... again... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st times:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;shut up! shit, it's not what's running in your mind, asshole!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;one sunday afternoon, i went to church with friends and watched movie afterwards.. my first time in Walter Mart - Pasong Tamo... oks lng... the very first time i ate shawarma... had an ice cream and V for Vendetta... first movie ko un don... un lng nmn... then, dinner and ice cream again over chats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-114282963180250061?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/114282963180250061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=114282963180250061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114282963180250061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/114282963180250061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-happening-to-world.html' title='what is happening to the world?'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-113499522747226673</id><published>2005-12-19T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T20:27:07.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>god is really good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah... it's true... kung tutuusin napakamalas ko ngaung araw na'to.. imagine, submission ng project sa daproj pero wala pa ako ni isang shot.. and late na akong pumasok kc planong kong mag-submit ng late na rin ng ilang araw... but our prof talked to me kung ok na ako... i told him i wasn't... shocks! so grabe kakahiya pero xa pa ang nanghiram ng digicam for me... sobrang jahe.. and this girl lent me her cam... sobrang thankful tlg ako kay camille kc dahil sa kanya nakapagshoot ako.. sabi ni sir zaf, shoot lng ako sa labas... sobrang supportive na prof ng walah.. all-out support tlg... tapos si camille din ang nagpahiram ng card reader, ng joystick at na-capture hah!? grabe mga taong ito... sobrang tulong eh... kaya khit nmn nakakapagod eh cge lng ako... akala ko pa nga nasira ko ung digicam ni camille kaya bumalik agad ako sa skul... good thing it's not... tas si sir.. sobrang inintay nya ung project ko... sabi ko nga late nlng akong magsa-submit... pero sabi nya ndi pwede... sobrang gabi na kaya xa tas los baños pa uwi nya... sobrang jahe na tlg... naiinis na nga ako sa sarili ko eh... tas tinulungan pa nya akong mag-edit... kinuwentuhan pa niya ako... hehehe masaya nmn... kulit nga niya eh... tas nung malapit na syang umalis, pina-burn na nya khit ndi pa tapos... submit ko na daw tas sa weds na ung mga bagay na gusto ko pang baguhin to satisfy myself... the one i submitted was for grades' sake... tas eto pa... xa pa ung nag-burn kc ndi ako marunong!!! damnit, ana... stupid me really... tas nagpatulong na ako kina christian at pachi hanggang sa dumating na si sir benz... grabe sobrang dami kong naperwisyong tao ngaun... simula kay camille hanggang sa prof nmen... sobra tlg... pero hinintay tlg ni sir ung project ko... alam mo un!?.. shocks! sobrang late na xang uuwi... hay.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;thanks sir, sobra... at sa lahat ng naperwisyo ko, sorry ng marami... camille, sobrang thank you din.. dahil sau nagkaproj pa ako... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;thank God!.. ndi ako nawawalan ng mga taong mahihingan ng tulong...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-113499522747226673?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/113499522747226673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=113499522747226673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113499522747226673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113499522747226673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/12/god-is-really-good.html' title='god is really good...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-113481209137695571</id><published>2005-12-17T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T17:34:51.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self deprivation??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i don't think so... i know wala pa akong tulog dahil 2 project lng nmn ang pinilit nming matapos ngaung araw na'to... well, student-life... kaya minsan badtrip... i'm kinda disappointed kc ndi nmin nahabol ung sa isa nming project... naiinis ako... kc nmn... wala lng... pare-parehas lng nmn kme ng ginagawa pero may unfair part pa rin...  ayoko lng isipin nung una pero i have no choice nung ndi na kme nakapagsubmit... pag-aabutin ka nga nmn ng mga kamalasan sa mundo, lahat ng bagay na gusto mong gamitin eh ayaw makisama sa paghihirap at pagdadalamhati mo... badtrip kc eh... ang tagal mag-render tapos nung pinayagan kameng mag-submit khit ung playblast nlng, it didn't work out padin... why? nagsimula ng mag-hang ung pc tas nung tri-ny ko na ung playblast, wala na... eh dalawa pa nmn ung hawak ko... pareho lng nmn clang nag-hang... imagine, wala kmeng tulog tas ndi pa ako kumakain... cup noodles lang nung mga 1am pa... hay naku.... badtrip tlg... kaya khit ndi pa ako tapos don sa isa pang project ko, ipinasa ko nlng... ndi na ako makapag-isip ng matino eh... naiinis na kc ako.. ayoko nmng gumawa ng sobrang naiinis kc baka lalo lng walang mangyari... the song that's playing now from my neighbors pc is "hari ng sablay"... mukhang tugma para saken... reyna ng sablay... puro kasablayan ang nangyari lng nmn saken ngaun... and ndi lng ngaun... meron pa khapon... kamote exam ko sa physics... kamote rin ung report nmin sa markets... oh, db? ang saya... siguro dala na rin ng pagod... nywy, pingasa-submit parin nmn kame... on or before 22 daw... hay... rendering sucks! it takes lot of one's time just doing the rendering... nywy, you can rest nmn but the pc you were using is occupied by the process... or else, it'll leave you hanging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hay naku... nakalipas na ang mga araw na mejo pahirap... sa bakasyon na talaga ang nakikita kong pahinga kong talaga.... oh well... someone called me kanina... dunno the caller and 'he's' not talking... i just heard the loud background... kinda noisy in 'his' place... and i've no idea who the hell that was... i don't wanna think... i'm tired already... so, gotta get home na... just signing out in a minute and poof!! vavoooouuussshhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-113481209137695571?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/113481209137695571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=113481209137695571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113481209137695571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113481209137695571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/12/self-deprivation.html' title='self deprivation??'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-113468759764529095</id><published>2005-12-16T06:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T06:59:57.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shit! early morning here in comlab... gotta get home nmn na nywy... wow... ndi prin nawo-work ung flash ko... dami pang error... pero may effects na ako... hahahaha falling leaves nga lng... well, it's good than nothing... and last minute before we prepare to go home...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-113468759764529095?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/113468759764529095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=113468759764529095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113468759764529095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113468759764529095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/12/shit.html' title='shit!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-113463031885340845</id><published>2005-12-15T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T15:05:18.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one upon a-night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;chaka ng title... walang dating... hmp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;wow... so happy nmn ng mga people around me... hahaha la lng.. flash na ulit mamaya... sana ndi matuloi ung exam.. sana sa saturday nlng... grabe na'to.... inaantok na nmn ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;hehe pasensya na sa mga na-snob last night... la lng ako sa mood makipag-usap kaya pasensya nang tlg... whenever i'm not in the mood, that's what i usually do... just shut up... damn me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-113463031885340845?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/113463031885340845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=113463031885340845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113463031885340845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113463031885340845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-upon-night.html' title='one upon a-night...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-113457695954878875</id><published>2005-12-15T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:15:59.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>die another day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think i'm dying now... hay... another day in front of pc... can't do anything co'z i'm tired already... all i wanna do now is to sleep but i still have more things to finish... markets pa later... damnit... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the other night's overnight was a creepy one... i dunno if it's real or 'm just hallucinating or what... but the feeling was different... it's not the usual one... i can't see... just feel or sense 'it'  sometimes.. or just an instinct?? adik na ata ako!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;walanya!!! may nagbabasa pala ng blog ko!!! akala ko nmn wala kya oks lng... hmp!!! bad you!! ;b&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-113457695954878875?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/113457695954878875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=113457695954878875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113457695954878875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113457695954878875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/12/die-another-day.html' title='die another day...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-113412921964058285</id><published>2005-12-09T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:07:55.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wow... it's been a long long time before i post on my blog again... la lng... just got a weird feelings... nywy, no longer a weird... let's just say a damn-shit-feeling... badtrip kc... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's this shit guy... [haha sori].. he's actually ruining our lives... he doesn't know yet that he did... shit, just becoz of him, we have to feel uncomfortable with each other again... oh well, not all pala... xa lng! ewan... mejo anlabo nya kc.. ndi nmin mlaman kng ano gus2 nya... prang lam mo un... sala sa init, sala sa lamig.. we just let her be what she want... she wants silence, so be it.. she doesn't want to talk about it eh... so, what we did was to shut up.. that's what she wants so, granted... but the silence that we actually gave her made her feel helpless [again].. well, according to her... what the-! what do you really want? u told us u don't wanna talk about it and u're pissed off.... so what do you want us to do then? her text hurts me though it wasn't really for me.. or the one she texted was used to it? to her tamtrums?! dude, that's a damn thing that was ever happen... la lng... bakit kc kelngan png magsalita ng ganon db? sna kc iniisip din nya kung ano ung feeling nya at sitwasyon nya... baket kelngang isisi na nmn sa iba ganyong u have some faults din.. i mean, damnit.... i think i should shut up nlng..... badtrip un eh...  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-113412921964058285?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/113412921964058285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=113412921964058285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113412921964058285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113412921964058285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-life.html' title='new life...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-113033031103117987</id><published>2005-10-26T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T20:38:31.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kabadtripang cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaahhhhh! wala na akong lod! taeng cgnal na bglang nawala! aun! nawala rin lod ko! tae ang walah! letse! pero oks lng... sayang....alng pera... Zorro zna ngaun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;badtrip sa physics! bagsak ako! tsk! sarap kcng matulog! ayan na c officer... pinaaalc na kme.. hehehe too late na kc eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;wawa nmn inaanak ko... may lagnat daw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;buti pa mga frenship... uwian na kc sembreak na cla... samantalng ako ngaun eh nag-mimidterm palng... hay... sayang ulit kc magkikita sna kme knina nung barkda/kumare ko galing lucena... my class kc ako kya aun.. ndi ako nakapunta... lugaw pa utak ko kc ilang oras lng nmn kc ung physics nmin... haha stiff na nga kamay ko eh! at pati utak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;good thing i'm done w/ my sis' project... sad thing is, i'm not yet done w/ mine... tsk! hehe ganon tlg lyf...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;usapang tae nung minsan... hehehe akalain mong marami rin plang mukhang tae d2 sa skul... all along i thought it was only me and shela... ngaun, meron ng "Tae King", "King Tae ang Queen"... hay naku... daming kwento ng taong ndi mo akalaing magkukwento ng mga embarassing moments as far as tae is concern. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katx ko ngaun ung kumare ko... hehe i told her i am............. hehehe! isang malaking kalokohan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i wanna go home... i wanna eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nywy, we're gonna invade cinema next month... hehehe so daming cute movies na ndi dpat palampasin... sayang eh.... and wait! harry potter po ang isa sa mga iyon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, g4&amp;g1, wait for us! hehe para pulutin ako sa kangkungan! TAE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-113033031103117987?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/113033031103117987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=113033031103117987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113033031103117987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/113033031103117987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/10/kabadtripang-cute.html' title='kabadtripang cute!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112911057673255555</id><published>2005-10-12T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T17:49:36.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>katangahan lng nmn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;wow..it's been a long tym before i updated my blog again... mejo ala nmn kcng mga karapat-dapat na ipost kya ngaun nlng... ang aking mga katangahan nlng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;kanina, nagtutot lng nmn ako sa 2nd floor. jahe kc narinig ata nung isang bank employee ung sound... hehehe kinda wierd ba nmn... hahaha e sobrang tahimik pa nmn sa CR... jahe... as in head-over-heels sa kajahehan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sa enter nmn... may bazzare kc don tas nadenggoy ako nung salamin. i thought it was another place... just an imitation lng pla... shocks! buti nlng ndi ako nauntog... jahe don sa guy na nakaupo! damn... mangangaripas ako ng takbo kung nagkataon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;an tanga 'no?! hahaha.... mock exam nga pla sa IBM knina... kamote ang walah! at kulang ako ng 6points to pass the part1.. pero oks lng... ganon tlg lyf... better luck next time... huh!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112911057673255555?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112911057673255555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112911057673255555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112911057673255555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112911057673255555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/10/katangahan-lng-nmn.html' title='katangahan lng nmn...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112807386957503747</id><published>2005-09-30T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T17:51:09.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;hay naku.. la man lng magandang movie... nywy, la nmn akong pera eh. so, how can i watch a movie if i haven't have any penny? walanju'ng buhay are! malas ko nmn... hopefully by weds meron na... la lng... i found in the net ung &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'into the blue'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;paul walker and jessica alba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'the exorcism of emily rose'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... danda kaya? la lng... kainis! under maintenance ang friendster. ndi tuloy ako makapag-CSS ngaun. kelngang pagandahin ang mga bagay-bagay. ndi pa ako nakakapagreport sa landbank. kulang pa requirements ko eh. hala! mamaya ndi na pala ako qualify!! an' tanga ko tlg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;nung minsan tawa kme ng tawa ni &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DEMENTIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. kulit kc eh... gaya-gaya ng tawa. tas nadagdagan na kme ngaun. c &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARKINSONS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oh db, astig? well, mga taong walang kamatayan ang pagkakamalimutin... mejo mahina pareho ang short- and long-term memory ng mga walah! c &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ALZHEIMERS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hay naku... mga sira-ulo ang mga taong ito. pare-pareho ng sket kaya aun! wag lng sabay-sabay mamamatay eh, oks lng... hehehe wag muna. dame png pangarap! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"sina b1 at b2 laging magkasama... &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sa lhat ng oras, sila ay masaya..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112807386957503747?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112807386957503747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112807386957503747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112807386957503747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112807386957503747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/09/hay-naku.html' title=''/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112737052524217834</id><published>2005-09-22T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T15:08:30.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NABUBUSOG BA ANG MANANANGGAL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was about to sleep when this question popped up in my mind before going to bed last nyt. Sheila thought I was asleep na kaya she was shocked nung bigla akong tumingin sa kanya from my bed and asked the stupid question. Well, kelangan ko ng sagot kc ndi ako matu2log. So, she txted some friends and gave their comment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shane txted, “P*ta! Malay ko! Pekalam ko sa manananggal, d nmn ako aswang. Bwiset! Supposedly alam na nya un ah! Sya tong aswang eh!”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Expected reaction. Expect the expected. Namura na nmn ako ng walanghiya-hitad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tx daw nya muna ung friend nyang manananggal. As far as he knows, nahahati daw sa waist area ang katawan ng isang manananggal. Courtesy of Yari ‘to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pero ndi kme close. Hehe mukhang mas antok padaw ako kesa sa kanya. Well, kelngan kong magtago ngaung araw na’to. Nakakahiya pag nakita nya ‘ko. Baka batuhin ako ng chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Question: Nasan ang stomach? Above o below the hatian? But through this reaction, I’ve conceptualized three (3) theories. Of course, with a conclusion. Hehe nice try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)color:#33cc00;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MY THEORIES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. BOVEMACH THEORY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This means, ‘Above the stomach’. Kung ang stomach ay above the hatian, libre na ang pagtae. Kc ndi na nya kelngang sa pwet pa pa padaanin ung poo-poo. Don nlng sa part na naputol between stomach and pwet. Therefore, &lt;u&gt;nabubusog&lt;/u&gt; din ang manananggal. Kaya sya nambibiktima ay dahil (1) nagugutom na sya, (2) kelngan na nyang itae ung previous foods na nakain na nya at ma-regain ung strength nya. Baka nga nmn kc ma feces poison ang half nya at ndi na sya makabalik sa half part ng body, (3) mejo prone sila sa hyperacidity lalo na kung madaming nakain. Kelngan nyang mag-ingat at mag-store na maraming Simeco- basta asim, Simeco! Magastos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#cc33cc;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)color:#33cc00;" &gt;2. LOWMACH THEORY.&lt;/span&gt; Kung ang stomach ay ‘below’ sa hatian, definitely ndi sya mabubusog. Bekt? Diretso kc sa lagusan o butas ang mga sinipsip nyang dugo at kinaing lamang-loob. Therefore, walang na-store na food sa stomach. Putol ang connection between intestine and stomach. Labas din agad. Kaya madali syang magutom at kelngang mambiktima ng madami. Eto ang dapat katakutan. In fairness, ndi nya kelngang ma-feces poison kc walang teng mabubuo. Ndi na nya kelngang magCR. Therefore again, ang bahay ng manananggal ay walang ‘bowl’ sa CR or no CR at all. Pde nmn kcng arinola nlng since wee-wee lng sya ng wee-wee. No poo-poo. Konti lng nakakain nya. No more hyperacidity. No need for Solmux or Simeco or any equivalent prescription. Tipid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#33cc00;" &gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MIDMACH THEORY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Also called Weenmach theory. Kung ang hatian ay saktong sa stomach, (hati tlg sa gitna ung stomach), kelngang magdala ng isang manananggal ng plastic o sako na sasalo ng mga kinain nya. So, ndi sayang ung effort nyang mambiktima. Pagod din un. SM or Robinsons bag/plastic bags will do but I highly recommend garbage bag. Kasya ako don. Nasubukan ko na. Tipid sya kc pde nyang ubusin ang isang tao. Maluwag pa nga eh. So, pde nya ring isama si Sheila tutal ngunguyain nmn eh. Kasya na kme don. Ndi nmn nya siguro nilulunok lng lhat ng kinakain nya ‘no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;More questions: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NABUBULUNAN BA ANG MGA MANANANGGAL OR ASWANG?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANO HITSURA NG KANILANG IPIN? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NDI KYA MASIRA KANILANG IPIN KAKAKAIN? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NAGTU-TOOTHBRUSH DIN KYA SILA? O MERON KYA SILA NON? O NDI NILA ALAM UN?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NAKAKAKAIN PA RIN KAYA UNG MGA BUNGAL?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Courtesy of Sheila dhil mukang naiinis na sa kakulitan ko, ndi daw nabubulunan kc dugo lng daw ang kinakain. At sa bungal thing, modern tech na ngaun kaya pde na syang papustiso. Hehehe an tanga ko pala! Ndi ko naisip agad un eh. Kc nmn, fake din ipin. Nyar nyar nyar….hahahahaha juk tym. Peace out Sheng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ndi ko pa rin alam kung may toothbrush sila. Malamang kung tao sila meron. Pero kung aswang or whatever sya forever, pano un? Hay….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;CONCLUSION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nakakautot pala ang magconceptualized ng theory. Just thinking kung alin ako sa mga ito kc mukang ndi ako nabubusog. I ate thrice for dinner with 1 ½[hr] to 2 ½[hr] time interval before going to bed. Whew! Ndi pa ksma ang breakfast and lunch dito. At merienda. Well…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112737052524217834?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112737052524217834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112737052524217834' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112737052524217834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112737052524217834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/09/nabubusog-ba-ang-manananggal.html' title='NABUBUSOG BA ANG MANANANGGAL?'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112737385321895863</id><published>2005-09-17T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T15:25:23.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sight-seeing blues..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;pasukan n sa monday. la lng. prang 'yoko pa kc. tinatamad pa akong pumasok. hehe sa tues na nga lng ako papasok. hehe bad girl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;dito lng ako ngaun sa dorm. soundtrip. sige lng. namnamin at sulitin ang sembreak. ngaun ko lng na-imagine na mukha pla akong tanga dito. baket? dito lng ako ngaun sa kama, tabi ng bintana, nakatanaw sa mga building sa labas. hehe sight-seeing daw ba ng mga building sa ayala!? nang mag-isa. la ksma eh. umuwi c sheila ng LP. at napansin ko ang mga ito:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. ndi kita ang &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;helipad ng &lt;strong&gt;GT Tower&lt;/strong&gt;. tatsulok&lt;/span&gt; kc ang dulo kya alanganing gawing helipad. baka mabutas ang helicopter pag nagkataon. o malamang mahulog lng. hehehe...well, meron kya? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;2. red flag ng &lt;strong&gt;RCBC&lt;/strong&gt; is up. or orange? layo kc kya ndi ko masiguro kung red o orange sya. okay, pra fair, red orange nng kulur nya. nywy, don't care what the hell that flag means - at this tym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;3. oks na ang front building ng &lt;strong&gt;The Columns&lt;/strong&gt;. pero chaka pa din ang likod. nywy, that's not my problem. it's theirs na. isang hamak ng tagamasid lamang ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;4. cute ng helipad ng &lt;strong&gt;ABN-AMRO&lt;/strong&gt; building. why nuts? danda kcng gawing bubong. hehe la lng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;5. kaya lng tumaas ang &lt;strong&gt;PBCom Tower&lt;/strong&gt; ay dhil sinakop lng ng buong part na un na mataas ang buong name ng building. at katabi nya ang helipad. malas lng pag-natumba o nahulog khit isang letter lng. mukhang sobrang laki eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;6. mejo magkamukha ang &lt;strong&gt;Robinsons&lt;/strong&gt; building at &lt;strong&gt;Philippine Stock Exchange&lt;/strong&gt;...sori, magkakulay pla. mas maraming greeny part lng ang Robinsons. bka madamo maxado sa knila. o nilulumot na ang mga bintana? hehehe juk lng po. bka mademanda ako eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;7. ndi ko lubhang makita ang &lt;strong&gt;HSBC&lt;/strong&gt; kc nahaharangan ng mataas na apartment na katapat ng samen. partly hidden lng nmn pero ndi buo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;8. akala ko tahimik na ang buhay ko. ndi pa pla. nagpaparamdam na ang mga letseng nagvi-videoke na pag ndi sablay ang tono ay lyrics nmn. prng ndi nagbabasa eh. at ang pamatay ng mga accent. may bisaya, ilunggu man, badjao, t'boli, mangyan! ewan sa lahi nila. at ndi nawawalan ng mga nag-e-alien-talk! litsiniput!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112737385321895863?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112737385321895863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112737385321895863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112737385321895863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112737385321895863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/09/sight-seeing-blues.html' title='sight-seeing blues..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112737247067037009</id><published>2005-09-14T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T15:01:55.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's raining, men...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;i was walking alone along washington st. awhile ago when i remembered my kiddie days. my parents wont allow me playing in the rain fear of might getting cough ang fever. but not now. gone those days! i'm no longer a kid that's why i could actually play, bath or even walk in the rain - without umbrella. like what i did today. i'm walking alone wearing only cap (of course i have my clothes, bitch!) that i bought with sheng last weekend. i wanted to took off my cap but it's not good. masisira poise koh! hehehe.. i'm not bringing any umbrella eversince that's why i'm not buying even one. i hate that thing, i dunno why. anyway, it's good walking in the rain for no apparent reason. i'm not emoting. just want some walk. it's good refreshing myself. i'm no longer afraid of fever and cough by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112737247067037009?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112737247067037009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112737247067037009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112737247067037009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112737247067037009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-raining-men.html' title='it&apos;s raining, men...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112608748288108538</id><published>2005-09-07T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T18:15:39.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>course card day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;f*ckshit! naiinis ako! why? nalate kme knina pagkuha ng course card sa busorga at gampro. nakakainis kc nmn, binigay na pla kay ms. ewan ung mga card ndi pa binigay smen ngaun. worst is, pinababalik pa kme sa monday just to get those cards!! badtrip kc pde nmn na niyang ibigay ngaun ung card. pinatatagal pa. ang sabi pa nya, dapat daw dumating kme ng mas maaga knina kaya nga daw may schedule ng pagkuha. eh anak ng tae pala nmn sya eh! knina lng nmng umaga pinost ung sched ng pagkuha ng course card!? fuckshit tlg! namumuro na sken 'yang pesteng 'yan eh! lage nlng. pati sa tsinelas. pero dito ako sobrang naiinis sa kanya. ala nmn syang ginagawa. sabagay ganon nmn tlg xa eh. laging nagsusungit. sobra. akala mo kung cno. ala nmn xang ginagawang sobrang tindi. o akala ko lng? akala ko lng wala. pero meron! meron! meron! waaahhhhhhhh!!!!!! pakshit tlg! pero oks lng nmn ung mga grades ko so far. la lng..trip ko lng maghimutok kc ayoko ng bumalik ng monday. anak ng! syempre tao rin ako. gusto ko ring magpahinga...hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;my friend failed. i dunno what to do. i've no idea how cud i help her now. she's in need pa nmn. well, all i can do so far is to listen on her sentiments or whatever damn feelings in her. wawa nga eh. can't think of anything to ease her pain(?) and disappointment. but i do wanna help. and that's all that i can do. just to listen. it's a matter of grades and i have no right to shout her prof for giving such grade. wow! i've no courage. haha can't imagine shouting d*** **t** such kinds of word.. &lt;em&gt;"damn you, hell-fucker-bitch! wanna die? gusto mong ma-zhao wei?" &lt;/em&gt;haha i'll be expelled for this damn action. hehehe basta...whatever happens, i'm just here. don't hesitate. we've been on same shit situation before. i know the feelings. but we still can survive. we can do it. you can do it. we're the survivor, rem? hahaha patay yang prof mo! matatagpuang lulutang-lutang 'yan sa ilog pasig..hahaha juk lng poh!!! just making u smile. if ever you read this. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112608748288108538?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112608748288108538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112608748288108538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112608748288108538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112608748288108538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/09/course-card-day.html' title='course card day...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112599809173834664</id><published>2005-09-06T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T17:14:51.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cellphone ko poh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cellphone koh!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm so excited...hehehe badtrip lng kc may pacute... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112599809173834664?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112599809173834664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112599809173834664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112599809173834664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112599809173834664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/09/cellphone-ko-poh.html' title='cellphone ko poh!!!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112591881434156544</id><published>2005-09-05T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T19:13:34.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there it goes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;defense is over. finally. u know the feeling in the hot seat? 'm glad sir tubo isn't one of our panelists. why? goddamnit! i don't know if i cud answer those questions raising by him. goodgod it's sir jun. at least ndi cla ganon ka-terror. whew! we're trembling na nga kanina at it's like hell. actually i almost lost my sight kanina. ndi nmn nabulag pero mejo nag-shake. ung prang nahilo?! kainis. but it's over. we did good but we have minor revisions. at least minor lng. lhat nmn ata just dunno the others. it's kinda badtrip if major revisions. paksheet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;at least worth it ang effort ko staying too late here in school. and damnit! 'know what? there's something strange happened last saturday night here. i'm the only one left in school, well, of course with officer rocio. it's around 10:30 pm on this PC clock when suddenly &lt;em&gt;may nanitsit. &lt;/em&gt;shit! sa sobrang kaba ko ndi ko na alam ung gagawin ko. i'm already disturbed and ang haba pa nmn nung sitsit ng kung cno man. all lights were off except dito sa comlab2. nagha-hard-code kc ako nung sa documentation nmen. ayokong matakot but i'm only human. at first i thought its nothing but a cold run through my spine and it's started sweating my hands. its not cold nor hot in lab but shit of all shit! i've nothing to do but to speed up and leave the place. thank god i'm emailing the whole damn thing to my groupmates na or else. bka ndi ko natapos ang lahat. ewan ko ba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;from now on, i'm no longer staying in school late night.....alone.. hehehe ^_^&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/14612681-112591881434156544?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112591881434156544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112591881434156544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112591881434156544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112591881434156544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/09/there-it-goes.html' title='there it goes...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112565190382107257</id><published>2005-09-02T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T17:05:03.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hay...sarap ng buhay!! onti nlng sembreak na!! hahaha sarap magsaya after these disastrous week...or rather month...damn!! wanna go home na. la lng. i just wanna take some more rest...shit! finally, gampro is over. this project's making me sick. not the real project but those shit scene behind. gampro is actually an interesting subject. the shit in me is that, once i lost interest, goodgod...goodluck to me, dude. one time i almost lose my temper. after spending late nights here in school doing this, ganon lng ang kapalit. yes! i'm irritated. last minute i wanna backout but then, where will i go? stupid me! but i still go with the flow. ganon lng tlg life. nakakainis minsan. nakakatuwa. malas lng tlg pag nabadtrip ka! chengwa and chog knew that. haha lage nmn eh. sila lng himutukan ko. co'z i cannot tell those sentiments to that person whom i got irritated with. why? it's simply me. no one can see the inner side except for the people who really know me. unfortunately, only few people. tsk! sa school, i'm cool and you know that?! the easy-go-lucky-type, sira ulo, jolly, mangaasar...those crap! but in the house, poor four corner of the room! they were my absorber. plus the chogs. ganon lng tlg buhay. sarap magtrip! tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;nywy, everythings ok now. can manage temper pa nmn eh. so, i just don't look at the hella-goddamn-face nlng..so i won't get irritated. hahaha saya ng life. you should be happy eventhough sometimes you wanna freak out. i know myself. my limitations of temper. it'll burst it it's full. so before it do happens, hehe gotta go in the bathroom and take a very very long shower..hooooh!!! sarap non. and i assure you, before i step out it's all gone..along with the flow of the water running down from the body to underneath the waves...hahaha kanta naba ito? la na lc maisip. hahahaha gago ka ana! puro ka na nmn kalokohan eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;well...life. it's what you call life. you have to forget and move on after those shits. damnit, men! but it'll definitely molds the person as one push through his life, his journey. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112565190382107257?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112565190382107257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112565190382107257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112565190382107257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112565190382107257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/09/finally.html' title='finally...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112505885497792209</id><published>2005-08-26T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T20:20:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too bad..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;wow! wat tym is it?.. and i'm still here in skul. doing this shit project! damn! i wanna go home and eat some food. i'm not yet eating since i woke up today. goodgod!! i prepared to bed early last nyt. shit! my back ached as i cudn't sleep.. i wanna take a rest and damn! it's tiring. i wanna freak out dat "hey, dude! let me sleep!" bitch!..then i actually slept abit. i woke up again til the wee hour of the morning. shit tlg! i wanna kill..but who? wawa nmn nya pgnagkataon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i don't know what should i do now. u know, some times in your life u cannot do anything but no reason at all. u'r tired but doing nothing. u wanna freak out for no apparent reason. u just got irritated with hell of a face! u seems OK yes. but u wanna kill them all! good heaven, forgive me for saying and thinking those stuff. tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sayang ung gig na pupuntahan sana nmin. la lng. la kc akong makasama na at ease ako eh..kung nagkataon, go! go! go! sana ako...la lng...andon HALE eh...hehehe landi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;gusto ko ng umuwi!!!!!! gutom na ako!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;makauwi na nga...bat ba ginugutom ko sarili ko eh pede na mana akong umuwi... ala na akong social life, peste! nywy, tom nlng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JASON!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112505885497792209?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112479061744572301</id><published>2005-08-23T18:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T17:52:48.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damn week! it's hell...sobrang hectic ng sched that i cud no longer check nor update my blog...^_^..putting my sentiments on or rather nonsy-?- sentiments...wow! pakshit lng...dame kcng ginagawa and just recently, i've realized the importance of time and how those darn scheds affects time o my time...or rather the ordinary time i used to have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;before, 6-7pm i've done with my dinner...now? my goodness heaven! 9pm i'm still on my way home, then preparing my dinner and actually eat it at almost 10-11 pm!!! what the--! and there's so many achuchu pa b4 u cud actually eat...worst thing is mabadtrip kapa! tsk! and the time u suppose to go to bed...darn, sanay na mata ko na matulog as early este late at 3am... how cud those sched and works so do projects do this to me??? na though u have time to sleep early when things goin' smoothly and need not to sleep late, ur eyes and mind cannot cooperate with you! hell of a crap! it's so tiring and fuck! ala kpng pera! peste! oh, goodgod! just hoping that everything will be fruitfull after those darn effort and sacrifices and all of those achuchu that driving u crazy, mad and even a wearwolf! good heaven! nywy, kelngang sulitin ang lhat sa sembreak! ndi na'ko tumataba sa kapupuyat! badtrip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kaya 'to! aja! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ayos ba ung title? &lt;em&gt;madugong linggo&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;bloody week&lt;/em&gt;....hehe nice title, ayt? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112479061744572301?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112479061744572301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112479061744572301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112479061744572301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112479061744572301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/bloody-week_112479061744572301.html' title='bloody week...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112418794227357794</id><published>2005-08-16T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:29:02.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm awake in the afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I fell asleep in the living room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it's one of those moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when everything is so clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;before the truth goes back into hiding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to decide 'cause it's worth deciding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to work on finding something more than this fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It takes so much out of me to pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tell me now, tell me how to make amends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe, I need to see the daylight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to leave behind this half-life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;don't you see I'm breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lately, something here don't feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is just a half-life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is there really no escape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no escape from time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of any kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I keep trying to understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this thing and that thing, my fellow man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess I'll let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when i figure it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but I don't mind a few mysteries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they can stay that way it's fine by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and you are another mystery i am missing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It takes so much out of me to pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe, I need to see the daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to leave behind this half-life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;don't you see I'm breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lately, something here don't feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is just a half-life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is there really no escape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no escape from time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of any kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;come on lets fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;come on lets fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;come on lets fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'cause lately something here don't feel right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is just a half-life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;without you I am breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wake me, let me see the daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;save me from this half-life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let's you and I escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;escape from time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;come on lets fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;come on lets fall in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;come on lets fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh yes...c'mon c'mon....hehehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112418794227357794?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112418794227357794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112418794227357794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112418794227357794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112418794227357794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/half-life.html' title='half life...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112384135486506801</id><published>2005-08-12T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T18:09:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another sad love story...tsk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I’ll start my story here. It was high school time wherein lovers are on trend. It’s in that time where in you learn how to love, to cry and to move on. High school time was all about fiction, all about fantasy and stuff. It’s in college where you’ll see the reality. Basically, the high school time was the orientation before you’ll go to the real world. In my high school years wasn’t that neither bad nor it was good, let just say it’s just average, because I considered my self as an average girl too. Boys never fall for me because I was never popular and sexy. You know high school boys are… they love this and they love that, they love picking but not sticking to it… you get what I mean? I admit, I considered myself as a boy-hater maybe because boys just don’t like me the way I am, until I met Shang. He was new in class. He comes from a Chinese and rich family. I never expected him to smile at me as he entered the classroom. All seats were taken, only the seat beside me was vacant so he was instructed to seat there. I wasn’t able to talk first because I believed that he wouldn’t understand me because I thought he was purely Chinese, which he is not.The discussion of our teacher seemed to bore me. I wanted to open a discussion but I rather not. I was surprised when he broke the silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Boring noh?” he stared at me smiling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was shocked definitely and politely replied “ oo nga…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ I’m Shang, but friends call me Jay”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Kayla…you can call me Ka…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He nodded and smiled at me. At that moment I was attracted to his almond shape eyes. He seemed so humble and kind whenever he speaks. I never considered it as an attraction because at that time I never new what attraction really means. And he wasn’t my “ideal” guy either. He began telling jokes and stories and I began to impress him more. The teacher heard our giggle and called our attention a couple of times still he continued. We became friends then and it was a nice start for our friendship.Our class was dismissed early because there was somewhat an emergency meeting for the teachers. I was about to go when Jay came running towards me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ hatid na kita…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ may wheels ka ba?” I said sarcastically… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ meron, kaso hindi akin sa dad ko…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ha?… g*g*… nag joke lang ako uy… no need mag taxi ako eh…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ sige na…” he insisted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ nakakahiya…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ hiya?…” he laughed and he grabbed my hand and I began to wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He opened the door of the car for me and I smiled saying thank you and saying no need. I thought it was his dad whose driving the car so I hesitated to say politely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ good afternoon po”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He never answered. I whispered to Jay, “ galit ba dad mo?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ hindi ko dad yan, driver namin yan…” he smiled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ wow, big time!” I said to myself. He laughed. “ I thought kasi dad mo” I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He took me home and not only that he brought me to our door. He told me he’d called me and stuffs like that. He even thanked me for being so kind and everything. I know it is too much“thank you” but I respected him and I said “you’re welcome…” I reply. The door opened and my mom seemed to be surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ good evening po… hinatid ko lang po daughter niyo ksi po delekado po ngayon eh…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ iho… napakabait mo naman… salamat kung ganun…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ ma, si Jay… Jay si mama”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; “ nice to meet you po…” he replied bowing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My mom began to realized that he is a Chinese because on how he act and she offered him a cup of tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ thank you na lang po pero kelangan ko na pong umuwi kasi naghihntay na si papa…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ ikaw… sige mag ingat ka…” He nodded and he looked at me. “ I’ll call you okay?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ bakit? Bawal ako makpagtelebabad ngayon eh…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“hindi man tayo magtelebabad, about naman sa assignments” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ah… ok”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then off he ran. I entered the house and I went up stairs with a funny feeling inside, a feeling so funny but deep. I am beginning to like him, but only a little. His smile and his personality but his eyes too. There is something hindering me from liking him, it’s his race. He is a Chinese and I know their tradition and rules. Dad, before he died, once told me that Chinese people, most of them discriminate people like me and they have really strict tradition. But I knew Jay is different, he’s gentle and kind and everything. My dad also told me that “never fall in love to guy who belongs to a Chinese family and who has big business because it takes risk…”. He told me that when I was young for about 11, but now I’m in 3rd year high school and no one will hinder me from falling in love even my late father. I kept from reminding myself that I wasn’t in love instead this is only a “crush” means an attraction to someone who you think you are in love. I barely know him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Ka! Telepono! Jay daw!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I ran downstairs. “ hello” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Ka, my assignment ba tayo?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ oo, answer daw page 56 sa geom., 76 sa chem. And get ready daw for a quiz tomorrow sabi ni ma’am Winston.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; “ah okay… sunduin kita bukas ng morning okay?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ha? Ano ka hilo?!!? Bakit?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; “wala lang… para makasave ka sa taxi at safe ka…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“hoy, before ka dumating naka taxi na ko…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; “ sige na… kaw pakipot!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“bahala ka pero baka hindi mo ako ma-abutan bukas…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; “sure… good night! ay paturo pala bukas sa geom. Ha?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ sure thing… bye” I hung up the phone and mom was staring at me and somewhat teasing me. “ no malice, ma, ok?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; “ ano ka dyan??” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“kasi the way mag stare parang…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; “kaw nagsabi niyan hindi ako…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I climbed upstairs as I shook my head. I entered my room and I began to look into the mirror and asked my self  “is he attracted to me?” I never will expect he will be because even I can’t see myself attractive. No one seemed to appreciate me even my mom. The only person who always appreciates me is my dad. I miss him so much and I began crying.. I started opening my books and forgetting what had happened and wondering what is it going to happen the next day.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early and dressed up for school. I was about to go when I black car and Jay’s driver opened the back seat of the car. He smiled at me and he said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ good morning ma’am”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ manong wag niyo na po akong tawaging ma’am..” he nodded and smiled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“Ka, pasok na…” Jay said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ akala ko…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“sabi ko sayo diba?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I shrug and I entered the car. He told me that starting from now on he would fetch me and take me home. I was surprised and I never uttered a single word because if I will I’m afraid I’ll insult him instead I asked him that would certainly drive us closer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Why are you doing this, you barely know me and I barely know you… we’ve only met yesterday and here you are offering me a ride?? You know what I mean… are you playing a game or something?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He never uttered a single word instead he turned on the radio. I felt I insulted his kindness but I was awfully bothered. “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He smiled at me and he said. “ I want to be your friend… wala kasi akong friend eh, natatakot ako makipag mingle sa iba kasi baka ang habol nila sa akin ay pera lang… alam ko ang mga school mates natin eh…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“sa tingin mo hindi yan ang habol ko sayo?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ hindi… kasi ako ang unang nakipagkaibigan sayo…” he smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We became very close. He shared everything, almost everything. He new about me, all about me, from my likes to dislikes. He began to be my best friend and I began to be his too. People at school would ask him if I was his girl but he will only shrug and I would too. From the moment he and I became buddies many boys seemed to approach me and some of them courts me. I began to wonder why. why now? Jay would always remind me not to accept their proposal because they are not with it. I admit ever since Jay and I became very close, girls seemed to be jealous, to the point that it doesn’t do good anymore. I would often cry on Jay’s shoulder because rumors seemed to out of hand. Stories that are not true about Jay and I destroy my reputation. Jay on the other hand was really angry upon seeing me affected like this and I keep on reminding him that if he could just temper down for me. I emphasize to him that I don’t’ want any fights. I’m glad he obeys me. The people in school seemed not to understand our friendship. They seemed to question us. We never did anything. And they can’t see that. We tried letting them but they seemed to shut their ears. I’m afraid that someday there will come a time that one of us will be totally be gone and will be killed against this battle. He promised me he wouldn’t. He will fight for our friendship no matter what. I was beginning to like him deeply. If he’ll know that I liked him more than as a friend would he fight still? If he does love me too would he fight for me too or for our love??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I kept that feeling for about 3 months. I know if I were going to tell him everything it would change all the things, especially our friendship. It’s against the rules of friendship and it’s against of the tradition. We are different in many things especially in culture, rules, beliefs and tradition. I can’t change that nor he can. If I’ll take the risk of telling him what’s here inside me I’m afraid what will happen. I won’t avoid him or anything. I would just put something that would be a barrier to passageway of affection, of love, of intimate love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I expected the unexpected when he told me he is going to introduce me to his parents. He told me that I’ll just be myself in meeting them because they are just ordinary parents, but are they? We arrived at the dinner party. It wasn’t just an ordinary party it was different from our party. Ours is simple, theirs is very extravagant and elegant. People there wore nice silk and porcelain jewels that come from China. As we enter the room full of people their eyes seemed to melt me. I feel like I’m being judge by dragon jurors. I felt relax and fine when he whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ok ka lang, Ka?? Wag mo silang intindihin, pasyosalan lang yan sila dito… wala na silang ginawang topic kundi mga business… palakihan ng business… haay!” he told me while as he shook his head off. I smiled and nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A cold chill conquered me when I was introduced to his father. I know I must not felt that way because I wasn’t his fiancé or anything. I am just his best friend, his buddy, and his friend. He grabbed my cold hand and we went together towards his father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Papa, this is Kayla…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Good evening po…” as I smiled and I bowed down as he instructed me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ So you are the girl my son’s been telling me…” he sarcastically smiled at me. He looked at me from head to foot. After that he faced his son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Take her to the food…” he ordered, “ let her eat many…” he faced me and continued, “ feel at home, all the friends of my son is my friend too…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I nodded. I look at Jay and I breathe out at last. But there is something that bothers me all night. I’m his friend but what if… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Ka? Okay ka lang?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ ha…ah oo naman… ang bait pala ng tatay mo tsong! Kala ko…” I smiled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ hindi mo pa siya kilala…” he shook his head, “ tara, alis tayo dito… boring eh…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ hindi puwede diba?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ hindi tayo mapapansin niyan…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ ikaw..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He grabbed my hand. We left the party as soon as possible. He picked a cab and we went to Linmar Café near east. We were quiet for a moment. I broke the silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ what if ma-in love ka sa hindi mo kauri?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ anong ka uri? Tao man tayong lahat ah… meron pa bang ibang uri…?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I mean, sa hindi mayaman at Chinese…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ sayo?” he laughed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ seryoso ba ako…paano kung ma inlove ka? Malay mo…diba? Sabi kasi ni daddy dapat daw ang mga Chinese guys mag marry ng ka uri nila para ma laganap ang business…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ well, depende…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“depende?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ sabi nga ni papa dapat mag hanap ako ng babaeng chinese at mayaman…kaso hindi ko gusto yang ganyan eh… bata pa ako sinasabihan na nga ako…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ diba may ina arrange yan na marriage… yung bata pa kayo, dapat kayo na… basta yun na yon..” I sipped my cappuccino shake. He nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ sino ina-arrange sayo?” I smiled. I know I’d be hurt when he is going to answer my question with a girl’s name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Mei Lhing… yung inaanak ni papa…nakakainis nga eh kasi ayaw ko siya”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ chicks ba?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ ya… maganda at matalino kaso… possessive at nakakasakal…basta ayaw ko siya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I knew from that moment that I couldn’t be enough for him. I know loving him would risk my life. I stared at him for the last time and took the chance of looking at him while he is eating his pie. I’m madly in love with him for the past few months and I just found out that he is being arranged to the rich and smart Chinese girl. I must tell him now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Ka, is there something bothering you?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ wala lang ito…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ sabihin mo lang … eto naman parang hindi mo ako friend… bestfriend mo ako diba?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ what if ma-inlove ako sayo? “ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ ha?”&lt;br /&gt;“ ako… pano kung love kita?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ love mo man talaga ako diba?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ for example, love kita more than what you think…” He was silent for a moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ you don’t need to answer that tsong! Kaw naman…just forget it” I laughed aloud to cover up my embarrassment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I’ll die for you…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ hoy ka korny moh!” He stared at me and said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ I’m in love with you…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ what?!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ I love you!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ f*ck! Tsong ano yang sinasbi mo! Wag mo akong lolokohin kundi babatuhin kita ng sapatos ko…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He held my hand and he knelt down before me. He is serious, I can see it in his eyes. I pulled my hand back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ hindi tayo puwede… I mean mag buddy tayo and…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Chinese ako ganun? B**sh**! Pag hindi ba ako Chinese dun mo pa ako mamahalin?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ let’s us just drop this topic out okay?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We were silent again. I don’t know what’s got into me. I love him and now I know what he felt for me. I’m really afraid upon knowing he has feelings for me because of the fact that they have strict tradition. It’s always been the tradition! But what the hell! I must tell what I felt for him. I got a deep breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ I love you too but…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He looked at me smiling with satisfaction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“really? Bakit parang di ka sigurado??” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I don’t know eh…” I looked at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ just remember one thing…”I stared at him again as he held my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ I love you and no matter how many risk we would take…I promise you I’ll fight for our love… sounds corny noh… pero galing yan dito.” As he points his left chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was touched. I felt for the very first time in my life the feeling of falling deeply in love. I never gave a big deal to the tradition, to the rules, to our age( I know I’m only 15 and he is 16) and to everything! What matters most is that we love each other and we will always will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We never told anybody that we had a relationship. We continued as buddies in the eyes of the people. We are so careful in dealing our affection. It’s really hard for us, especially for him because we are not suppose to hold our hands because people would notice and would possibly tell things about us that could ruin both our reputation. I know it’s unfair to both of us, but the more we keep the more our love was strong. We go out but not only the two of us. When we go out our group of friends are always there so that we could not be misinterpreted as lovers. I know and he knows it’s really awkward. But what can we do?? We don’t want any trouble and we don’t want to be apart. We wrote letters. We exchanged letters every after subject, telling our feelings. It’s good that we are not caught. We are madly in love with each other and we must not let anybody know even our parents, especially his parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In a relationship we can’t really expect the things. Sometimes it’s perfect, no fights, no arguments and no misunderstanding. We had a fight once that almost lead us to break up. It began when somebody sent me a beautiful yellow rose, my favorite one. I never knew to whom it was from, I thought it was from him. So what I did was as soon as he arrived I ran towards him and stand in front of him whispering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“thanks for the yellow rose, how sweet of you…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“what rose?” He was shocked. I was too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ this…” I showed him the rose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I never gave you that…sino ba ang nag bigay niyan?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ ewan? Akala ko sayo galing eh..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I shrugged and went towards my seat. I never realized that he was jealous and never spoke to me the whole morning. I never knew until lunchtime when we ate lunch together and I was irritated by his silence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“what’s wrong with you?” he shook his head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“fine…kung ayaw mo sabihin sa akin hindi kita pipilitin…” I told him mockingly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ we must reveal our secret…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ ano?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ sabihin na natin sa buong mundo… ipakita na natin… nahihirapan na ako…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ Jay, kung nahihirapan ka… mas nahihirapan ako…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ ikaw? Nahihirapan? Parang hindi ata… mas gusto mo nga ata eh… kasi maraming nanliligaw sayo… you wanted na secret itong relationship natin para…” he whispered angrily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I shook my head with tears in my eyes. I was hurt. I stood up and walked out. He called my name but I never looked back. I never thought he would think that way. I went towards the comfort room and locked myself up in a cubicle so that no one could see me crying. I have no girl friends because he was my only friend to whom I cry on. I was alone crying deeply hurt. I really wanted to end this but I can’t. I love him. I know we are both pressured not only in school but also we are pressured upon handling our relationship. I could hear my moan echoing throughout the room. I was alone. I got out and wash myself up. As soon as I got out from the comfort room, the bell rang and I went towards my classroom. When I arrived there he was there leaning his head down on his armchair. I was angry to him. I sat and never utter a single word. We were quiet the whole time. My classmates seem to notice the silence. One of my classmates asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ nag-LQ ba kau?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ha?” “ nag away ba…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“hindi… masakit lang ulo niya…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ah… sige…” then of she went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was really uncomfortable. I was also bothered because of the fact that I don’t want him to take me home. It’s not applicable anymore. We are enemies and we must give each other’s space. I stood up and went ahead of him. He was still there even after I left the room. I pity him. I never knew what to do. It was not my fault. I went home soaked. My mom did notice me that I was crying she forced me to tell her. I never knew what to say so I told her. She understood. I’m glad she did and I’m glad that from now on I have somebody to tell my problems to, aside from him. The rains seemed to mourn with me. It was raining hard. At around 6 my mom noticed someone standing outside. Soaked wet and somewhat staring at our house. She told me to check on it. I peeked out from the window and I saw him. Jay. I ran towards him because he was soaked and was crying. I hugged him tight and we were both crying. He looked at me and caressed my face saying words I could never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I love you! forgive me… I don’t want you away from me…” he hugged me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We are both soaked wet. I was so happy. And I know he was too. I love him so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“hoy!dito niyo na yan ituloy mabibinat kayo niyan” my mom called out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I told him that my mom knows already. He stayed at our house and went home around 8. We had a great time chatting with my mom. From that time went on him, mom and me were very close. Our romantic story continued, it’s wonderful and it’s stayed a secret for a long time, until an announcement came. She arrived form China. Mei Lhing, the wife to be of my love. our relationship changed. Before she came we are together all the time. We tried to adjust. He wasn’t allowed to fetch me in my house anymore because he must prioritize Mei Lhing first! I can’t demand. I don’t want to be a stress to him, instead I pretended to be fine. Every time our dates are canceled because she is there, it’s fine with me. Ever since she came in our lives, I tend to cry at night, I learned that it really hurts when you fall in love. I learn how to pour tears. I learn how to be brave and take the consequences once I feared. I’m afraid there would come a time he is going to leave me. I know it will come. And when it comes, I’m prepared, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It’s been a week since we last talk. We never had the chance to talk because in class the teacher was obliged by his father that Jay must not have any relationship to any other woman because he is already engaged to Mei lhing. He wasn’t seated next to me anymore. We are not allowed to talk because of some circumstances. It was hard for me though I tried hard not to. And because of the loneliness and I was longing again for him I wrote him a letter that somehow changed every thing and I opened the gateway to the battlefield. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I’ve been lonely for many days now… hindi ko na kaya… tuwing tumatawag ako sa bahay niyo wala ka… I understand naman, kaso unfair na sa akin ito at nahihirapan na ako mashado…if only we could meet maya sa Café… I wanted to talk about this secret relationship… Jay, maraming maaapektohan sa ganitong relationship eh… ang papa mo…I think we must end this na lang…we’ll forget each other for the sake of our love… please go maya sa Café. I want you and I to talk things clearly as possible… around 8 okay??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I sneaked it in his bag. It was already 8:30 when he came. I was crying.. He was too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“sinabi ko na kay dad ang tunkol sa atin…basically nagalit siya…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ah ganoon bah…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“Ka…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“jay, hirap nahirap na ako Jay…I’m tired of lying…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“what do you mean Ka? You are breaking up with me?”  I nodded with tears in my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“no!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“pero jay!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He never uttered a single word. Tears just flow in his eyes and I know he is hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ magpapakasal na ako next week…pero hindi na ako aabot…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ha? What do you mean hindi ka na aabot…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“basta…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“jay, wag kang ganyan!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ always remember Ka… love kita…ha?” he caressed my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“so what’s the plan now?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ako na bahala…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ ha?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I have to go…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Days seemed to be running quite fast and only two days more and it’s his wedding. I was really amazed by his family tradition because at his young age he was allowed to marry. Well, what the hell! He told me that he was going to call me if he ran from his wedding or if he never came to his wedding. The wedding is about to start around 9. and it is already 8:30. I became very furious and really this waiting stresses me out. I was slouching on the sofa waiting for his call and I fell into a deep slumber. I never realized that I slept too much. I woke up at around 10 and I realized it was too late. He was wed and I can’t do anything anymore. I cried and cried. My whole world shuttered into pieces. My mom calm me down. I kept on yelling. I can’t just stop from crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“you are too young to handle this ka!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“si jay hindi ba siya bata para mag asawa!?!…fuck!!!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ssh hunny…” Then the phone rang. My mom answered it and it was for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“si jay?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“hindi…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ayaw ko kausapin…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“nag insist anak eh… tungkol ata kay Jay…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“sino daw siya ma?” I wiped my tears away. I know there is still hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“driver niya…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I grabbed the phone and answered it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“si jay po?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ma’am…wala na si sir Jay..” he was crying too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“wag kang magbiro nang ganyan manong…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ma’am hindi po ako nagbibiro…kagabi lang po sinabihan niya ako na tawagan ka kung hindi na daw siya aabot… nalito nga ako ma’am eh… pero talga ma’am… nag bigti si sir Jay…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I fainted just like that. I couldn’t breathe…Everything just ended that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wawa nmn!! *sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112384135486506801?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112384135486506801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112384135486506801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112384135486506801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112384135486506801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-sad-love-storytsk.html' title='another sad love story...tsk!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112383884599290115</id><published>2005-08-12T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T17:27:26.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad love story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Peter and Tina are sitting in the park doing nothing, but just gazing into the sky, while all their friends are having fun with their beloved half. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tina:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm so bored. Just wish I have a boyfriend now to spend time with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter:&lt;/strong&gt; I guess we're the only leftovers. We're the only person who isn't with a date now. (both sigh n silence for a while) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tina:&lt;/strong&gt; I think I have a good idea. Lets play a game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh? What game? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tina:&lt;/strong&gt; Eem..It's quite simple. You be my boyfriend for 100 days and I'll be your girlfriend for 100 days. what do you think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter:&lt;/strong&gt; Oookay..Anyway I don't have any plan for the next few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tina:&lt;/strong&gt; You sound like you aren't looking forward to it at all. Cheer up. Today will be our first day and our first date. Where should we go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter:&lt;/strong&gt; What about a movie? I heard that there is a really great movie in theater now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tina:&lt;/strong&gt; Seems like I don't have any better idea than this. Lets move. (went to watch their movies and sent each other home) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2:&lt;/strong&gt; Peter and Tina went to a concert together, and Peter bought Tina a keychain with a star. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3:&lt;/strong&gt; They went shopping together for a friend's birthday present. Share an ice-cream together and hugged each other for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 7:&lt;/strong&gt; Peter drove Tina up onto a mountain and they watch the sunset together. When the night came and the moon glowed, they said sat on the grass gazing at the stars together. A meteor passed by. Tina mumbled something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 25:&lt;/strong&gt; Spend time at a themepark and got onto rollercoasters, and ate hotdogs and cotton candy. Peter and Tina got in the haunted house and Tina grabbed someone's hand instead of Peter's hand by accident. They laughed together for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 67:&lt;/strong&gt; They drove pass a circus and decided to get in to watch the show. The midget asked Tina to play a part as his assistant in the magic show. Went around to see other entertainments around after the show. Came to a fortune teller and she just said &lt;em&gt;"Treasure every moment from now on"&lt;/em&gt; and a tear rolled down the fortune teller's cheek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 84:&lt;/strong&gt; Tina suggested that they go to the beach. The beach wasn't so crowded that day. They have their first kiss with each other just as the sun is setting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 99:&lt;/strong&gt; They decided to have a simple day and is deciding to have a walk around the city. They sits down onto a bench. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:23 pm&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tina:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm thirsty. Lets rest for a while first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter:&lt;/strong&gt; Wait here while I go buy some drinks. What would you like? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tina:&lt;/strong&gt; Eem...Apple juice will be just fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:43 pm&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tina waiting for about 20 minutes and Peter havent return. Then someone walked up to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stranger:&lt;/strong&gt; Is your name Tina? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tina:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, and may I help you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stranger:&lt;/strong&gt; Just now down there on the street a drunk driver has crashed into a guy. I think its your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina ran over to the spot with the stranger and sees Peter lying on the floor with blood over his face and her apple juice still in his hands. The ambulance came and she went to the hospital with Peter. Tina sat outside the emergency room for five and a half hours. The doctor came out, and he sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;11:51 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm sorry, but we did the best we could. He is still breathing now but God would take him away from us very soon. We found this letter inside his pocket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The doctor hands over the letter to Tina and she goes into the room to see Peter. He look weak but peaceful. Tina read the letter and then she burst into tears. Here is what the letter said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tina, our 100 days is almost over. I had fun with you during all these days. Although you may be greedy sometimes and less thoughtful, but these all brought happiness into my life. I have realize that you are a really cute girl and blamed myself for never taken the time to knowing that. I have nothing much to ask for, but I just wish that we can extend the day. I want to be your boyfriend forever and wish that you can be beside me all the time. Tina, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;11:58 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tina:&lt;/strong&gt; (sobbing) Peter. Did you know what was the wish I made on the night there was a meteor. I asked God to let us last forever. We were suppose to last 100 days so Peter! You can't leave me! I LOVE YOU, but can you come back to me now? I love you Peter. I LOVE YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;As the clock struck twelve, Peter's heart stopped beating. It was 100 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heck! so sad nmn!!! :o(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112383884599290115?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112383884599290115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112383884599290115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112383884599290115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112383884599290115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/sad-love-story.html' title='sad love story...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112375428648782652</id><published>2005-08-11T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T16:58:47.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh!? sayang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Manila International Airport, 2:00 am. It's been two years since she had last seen the Manila International Airport. Not much has changed. Her last memory of this airport was when Miguel dropped her off. She was on her way to New York to pursue a career in Wall Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Promise me something will you? Please don't get married until I come back?" She jokingly told him as she lifted up her backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LOL. Very funny. Ikaw ang mag-promise. Promise me you won't run off with some nerdy economist in the next two years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's see, shall we. Bye, Miguel. I'll call you as soon I get to New York."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was her last memory in this place. The warm Manila air made her feel a bit restless and yet she feels excited. This is the first time in two years she'll be seeing Miguel again. She was thoughtfully going through the immigration counters, thinking of how much she missed seeing Miguel. How different would he be now? Sure he sends her regular weekly e-mails and pictures but being the busy person that she had always been, she didn't get the time to chat with him and buy a webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's finally out. "Where is Miguel?" She wondered. "Ah there!" she exclaimed when she saw the silver gray Nissan Patrol parked near the exit. TGW926. Yup, that's Miguel alright. Her heart was leaping ahead of her as the driver got off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! I missed you!" He said, as he hugged her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I missed you too. So much." She said, as she hugged him back. It was warm. It felt good to be back. It felt great to feel his hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me get those." He said pointing at her luggage. "Then we'll have more time for hugging and chika."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edsa, 4:30 am. Miguel's cellphone rings. Mama, the name flashes on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You should really get that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, you should get that. She's been waiting for you. She insist that we go straight to her after I pick you up form the airport. She also insists that you spend tomorrow with her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel was talking about her mother. Miguel was an only child and his mother wanted a daughter. She would often tell Bea that since she doesn't have a mom anymore, she should let Tita Doris be her second mom. She loved Bea as if she were her own daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello? Yes, Tita. How are you na po?... ah opo. Miguel already told me. Sige po. Okay po. I'll see you later." She turns off the phone and looks out the window. The phone rings again, this time the name "Sugar" flashes on the screen. Hmmm, "Sugar." He was quick. He got a hold of the phone and answered it. "Hello. Yeah. Pauwi na. I'm with her na. Yeah. Tomorrow, I will. Promise. We'll see you tomorrow. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We? Is that supposed to mean me and him? See Sugar? Who is Sugar, anyway? "Who was that?" she couldn't keep herself from asking. "Sugar ha?" "I'll introduce her tomorrow. Uwi muna tayo sa bahay. By the way, kamusta na si Edward?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Edward?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oo, si Edward, naalala mo yung boyfriend na iniwan mo sa New York? Anong klase ka ba naming girlfriend? Kaya hindi kita niligawan eh. Baka makalimutan mo rin ako." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ah si Edward. Hayun. Nasa New York." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Miguel has met Edward when he came to New York to give Bea a surprise visit. He seems a nice guy. Not the geeky economist Miguel pictured Bea would end up with. He is actually a cool guy and loves Bea a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"He called me up, a week ago, asking a lot of things about you. Parang may balak ata?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Balak na?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Tell me, did he propose to you? He sounded like he was going to propose to you kasi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ah look, here we are at Tita Doris."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At Tita Doris', 4:45 am. A pleasantly plump woman enters the living room. She was in her mid-fifties, a familiar warm smile and two open arms. She welcomed Bea, gave her a big hug and kissed her on the cheek. "Hay anak, kamusta ka na? Na-miss na kita. Pinakain ka ba nito si Miguel?""Opo, Tita." She looked around. Not much has changed in this house. She remembers spending her college days in this house. She remembers sinking into Tita Doris' arms when her mom died. She remembers only good things about this woman. She can't remember a time when she had been unkind to her and yes, she loves her like her own mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Iha, sabihan mo nga yang si Miguel. Sabihin mo 'wag padalos-dalos magdesisyon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Po?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mama naman. Let Bea rest. I'll tell her everything tomorrow." Miguel interrupted his mother before she can spill the beans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ha? What was that all about?" Bea was curious."Bukas na lang.""Okay. Tita, if it's okay I'll go rest now." She hugged her, and proceeded to climb the stairs. Miguel followed her carrying her luggage."Alam mo I missed this house. Uy sino ba si Sugar? Tsaka bakit parang worried nanay mo sa iyo?""Bukas na. Sugar is having lunch here.""Hmmm, intriguing, pero sige. Bukas na."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They were both standing as the door to the guest room. "Alam mo, it's really good to be back in this house. I'll see you tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tita Doris' 10:00 am. She woke up, sunlight flooding her bedroom. She was able to rest. She got up, arranged the bed sheets and took a nice, cold shower. Minutes later, she was down at the garden having brunch with Tita Doris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hi! Tita. Where is Miguel?""Sinundo si Sugar.""Sino ba yang Sugar na yan? Nai-intriga na ako.""Iha, I'll let Miguel tell you who Sugar is. Promise me something, though. Whatever happens you'll always be my daughter, Bea?"She felt scared. Why was Tita Doris suddenly serious? "Opo naman.""Anyway, iha. I heard from Miguel your boyfriend sounded like he was going to propose a week ago. Did he propose?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bea looked at her hands, bare of any engagement ring. She looked at Tita Doris and smiled. Before she could answer, Miguel showed up. With him is a woman she had not seen before. She was of medium frame, shoulder length hair and looked very feminine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sugar, the sister I never had, Bea. Bea, Sugar, my fiance`.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"It felt as if somebody had thrown cold water on her. His what? Blood rushed to her head. She blushed. Her cheeks felt very warm. She couldn't swallow. Her heart beating a hundred beats per minute."Your what?" She looked at Miguel, blushing then suddenly white as with shock. "I'm sorry, Sugar but this is quite a surprise. Miguel has never mentioned you in any of his e-mails," she said as she looked at Sugar with a confused look. She looked at Tita Doris, she looked back as if she was consoling her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yeah, I got engaged. I'm keeping my promise. I'm getting married on Saturday. O di ba you're here so in essence I've kept my promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"She managed to smile faintly. She hugged Miguel and congratulated him. She even managed to tell Sugar "You got a catch here, girl. Take good care of him or else I will snatch him under your nose."It sounded as if she was just joking, turning over a very important possession to it's next owner. In the deepest recesses of her person, she knew she meant it. "He told me a lot of nice things about you." Sugar said, smiling at her as if they had been friends for the longest time."I'm sure he has."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lunch was served. All of Bea's favorite Filipino dishes. She and Sugar spent time chatting the afternoon away, looking at Bea's and Miguel's college photos and yearbooks. She found out that Sugar likes most of the things she does. They both came from the same high school. As she tried to get to know Sugar better during their afternoon chat, she realized that not only was she perfect for Miguel, she also seemed like the best gal pal Bea could find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They talked about the wedding details, the dress, the ring, the shoes, the tiara. They like almost the same places, the same styles, the same shops. She told Sugar they should do shopping marathon together. Had it been another day, she would be telling herself that this is really a great pportunity to find someone who understands her shopping needs. Except that this is not one of those days? Except that this woman, this perfect, feminine gf was Miguel's fiance`.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bea's phone rings. The name Boyfriend flashes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"You should really get that" Sugar told Bea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yeah, I guess I should. Hello? Yes? I'm good. I'm here at Miguel's.Oh I have in front of me Sugar, Miguel's fiance`." The words almost got stuck in her throat, but she still managed to give Sugar a smile. "Listen, I'll call you later. I have very good news for you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Miguel sat down beside Bea. Sugar was looking at them and asked "So tell me? Was there never a time the two of you were more than Platonic?"Bea and Miguel looked at each other then looked at their own hands. Miguel's gaze turned to Sugar. He answered "Of course not. Bea and I were never like that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"As in?" Sugar inquired."LOL, oo naman. She was a handful. Too much to handle for me. I can't keep up with her. She's never stands still." Miguel looked at Bea and smiled, his eyes turning into slits as his dimples gloriously show. "I guess that's the way for you. But not for Edward." Bea replied, with a little hint of disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Okay lang yun. Edward is tough enough." Miguel was still smiling."Wait, speaking of Edward. I need to call him."Bea left the garden and went up to her room to call Edward."Hello? Edward. Here goes. Yes. The answer is Yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The wedding went well. It was one of the most elegant weddings she had seen. Sugar had everything covered and she was a very beautiful, blushing bride."I, Miguel, take you, Sugar, as my friend and love, beside me and apart from me, in laughter and in tears, in conflict and tranquility, asking that you be no other than yourself, love what I know of you, trusting what I do not know yet, in all the ways that life may find us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bea felt a stab of pain hitting her heart. She slowly got up, walked away from the spectators. Tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bea is once again on her way to the airport. Miguel is driving for her, this time with a wedding ring on his left finger. "Hay, here we go again. I'm driving you to the airport. Kailan na naman kaya tayo magkikita?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ewan ko. Tell me something," her tone all too serious. "What was it that you love about Sugar? How did you know she was the one?"Miguel just smiled."Dali na ano? Malay mo I need to decide in a couple of days diba?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"You know what I love about her? The same things I loved about you before. The only difference is that she's not as ambitious as you are. When you left for New York two years ago, I knew I don't have a place in the life you've chosen. I don't blame you for that. You're good in your field and I thought to myself that it's your right to move on without me. Moving away was a decision you made for yourself. I know this sounds silly and you might nag me about it but I found the better version of you in Sugar. She's so much like you in so many ways but the only difference is she loves me more than you do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She wanted to cry the tears she had kept as he witnessed him say his vows, but kept her composure. She just chuckled a laugh. How could he move on without her? Why was it easy for him and not for her? As she got off the car, she gave Miguel one last hug. This time she felt her heart heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"I guess this is goodbye?" she told Miguel."Wait, I'm not letting you out until you answer this question. Did Edward propose?"Bea showed Miguel her left hand. In it was a one carat diamond solitaire ring set in platinum. "Yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Miguel let out a sigh and congratulated her. As Miguel turned his gaze from the steering wheel to Bea's face, he saw a single tear fall from her right eye and then she said, "If it gives any consolation. Edward was the best version of you that I can find in New York."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wow...huh!? *sigh* tsk!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112375428648782652?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112375428648782652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112375428648782652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112375428648782652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112375428648782652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/huh-sayang.html' title='huh!? sayang...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112375191107768901</id><published>2005-08-11T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T17:45:05.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>willie wonka...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;danda nung chocolate factory... hehehe ang cute! ayos ang CG eh... a must see for kids... nywy, it's entertaining in a way na pati kmeng matanda na, pero feeling bata pa eh na-enjoy un! we doubted to watch it at first kc sabi nung isang classm8 nmen, pambata daw kc musical... but for us na as in in-a-super-hectic-sched-this-so-tiring-damn-darn-week, it's good, though a bit, it lessen our stress... sarap mag-freak out!... shit! i love Willie Wonka's elevator! hehehe gus2 ko non... bibili rin aq non! la lng... but i rest assure u guys na ndi aq mauuntog don as he always did! huh! oks na sna ang entrance at timing, malas lng sa sobrang pagmamadali eh, kelngan png mauntog bago makapasok!... hehehehe.... cute ang movie and it gives lesson not only for good but for brat and naughty kids! hehehe tama lng un! they're so bad and i hate them! all in all, it's a great factory! i want that! i'll but it....soon!..... in my dreams, heck! at na LSS pa aq ng kanta non...hehehe &lt;em&gt;willie wonka! willie wonka!... &lt;/em&gt;(sounds lyk, &lt;em&gt;sina b1 at b2...&lt;/em&gt;) ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so tiring week... yeah! hell yeah! shit... may defense sa sysadde. 2 na ang sure na panel nmen. c sir rolly at sir da. ndi pa sure ung 1 and it's either PKF, sir Tubo, sir Mitch or Dr. J. wow, dude! heavy! how i wish c officer Rocio nlng or c officer Ernesto!!! hahaha it makes sense!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tang-ina! inuman 'to pagkatapos!!! hahahaha tayo na't magsaya, mga kapatid, kaibigan at kaklase!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112375191107768901?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112375191107768901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112375191107768901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112375191107768901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112375191107768901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/willie-wonka.html' title='willie wonka...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112374959155061765</id><published>2005-08-10T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T16:40:42.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kabulastugan lng...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;astig nung IBM exam ah! nice!... akalain mo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;OKS nmn ung exam. sa malas ko lng tlg eh, meron aqng mga ndi nsagutan...wish ko lng pumasa pa rin aq...sana khit hanggang &lt;em&gt;passing score&lt;/em&gt; lng tlg, magtatatalon n aq sa tuwa! syempre nmn... badtrip pag bagsak pa rin aq...&lt;em&gt;imagine those sleepless nights&lt;/em&gt; na pati &lt;em&gt;social lyf&lt;/em&gt; q &lt;em&gt;affected&lt;/em&gt;!.. (&lt;em&gt;naka ng...kelan kp nagka-social lyf? eh, layas ka pa rin ng layas may exam o wala eh&lt;/em&gt;...) badtrip tlg un! eh, tae pa ung exam! tsong, sabaw ung &lt;em&gt;datanet&lt;/em&gt; at &lt;em&gt;linux&lt;/em&gt;... well, nakapgsagot nmn..kaya lng, lam mo ung feeling na nasa bingit ka pa rin... alanganing pumasa at alanganing bumagsak...tsk! tas may &lt;em&gt;part 2&lt;/em&gt; pa! pusang kinalikot ang pwet-! at tae ulit, &lt;em&gt;this tym, programming&lt;/em&gt; nmn! ang mga isinusuka qng &lt;em&gt;subjects!&lt;/em&gt; kc nmn 2ng c &lt;em&gt;Von Neumann&lt;/em&gt; eh! kung ndi nya naicp ang mga bagay-bagay na 2 e di sana ala aqng mxdong problema ngaun... hirap ding mag-icp 'no?! baka 'kala mo...kung bket kc! ano kyang pinagga3wa ng mga &lt;em&gt;geek&lt;/em&gt; na 2? nakakabaliw! &lt;em&gt;nywy, dey luv their work&lt;/em&gt; nmn eh..&lt;em&gt;worth it&lt;/em&gt;! kaya lng, peste sa buhay ng iba, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lichinipot!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; feeling q, pgndi aq ng-ingat ng konti, &lt;em&gt;asylum&lt;/em&gt; ang lag2 q nito... hay naku! maipasa q lng ang IBM exam, tae pare! magsasaya na aq buong buhay q! pauso kc 2ng IBM eh... pinag-exam pa kme.. pero oks lng....magagamit sa work...ndi nga lng sa pg-aasawa! ndi nmn kc kelngang magprogram kp sa C or C++ para makabuo ng anak eh! ibig bng sabhin pag nag-&lt;em&gt;loop &lt;/em&gt;ung &lt;em&gt;program, loop&lt;/em&gt; din ang dating nung mga anak mo? ndi nmn db? tas gagawa ka ng &lt;em&gt;database&lt;/em&gt; ng mga anak mo at ine-&lt;em&gt;network&lt;/em&gt; mo pa cla isa-isa! &lt;em&gt;hassle&lt;/em&gt; un pare! tae, ilang anak kaya ang plano neto? ndi lng ata aklan ang plano nito...higit pa sa tribo...tsk! o plano mo png gumawa ng &lt;em&gt;operating system&lt;/em&gt; pra mabilis ang pag-&lt;em&gt;access &lt;/em&gt;sa mga anak mo?! wow, astig ah!? loko rin kc itong c &lt;em&gt;Linus Torvalds&lt;/em&gt; eh! nung una na-&lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt;-an pa nmn aq sa &lt;em&gt;picture&lt;/em&gt; mo!(yikes!) pagnakita kta, kakalbuhin kta! tanggal lhat ng buhok mo sa katawan!! hahahaha well, dahan-dahan lng...hehehe kau ha!? mxdo kau... ung kita lng nmn eh... ung &lt;em&gt;censored? of course&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;not!&lt;/em&gt; hahahahaha... &lt;em&gt;u're so greeny&lt;/em&gt;...ang &lt;em&gt;anal&lt;/em&gt; mo! hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;tae kng &lt;em&gt;Freud&lt;/em&gt; ka! kung ano2 n pumapasok sa utak mo... dami mong napapansin, letse! pati ba nmn &lt;em&gt;psychosexual stages&lt;/em&gt; ng mga bata, ndi mo pa pinatawad!? tae ka tlg! naka ng...! ano kyang laman ng utak mo? tae, malaman q lng n puro kalawang yan, sira na reputasyon mo! wala ka ng dignidad, &lt;em&gt;i'm telling u,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;shit&lt;/em&gt;! dapat nagbura ka nlng ng kalawang! pesteng &lt;em&gt;Freud, lichinipot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;si &lt;em&gt;Freud &lt;/em&gt;baliw! ang &lt;em&gt;anal&lt;/em&gt; mo! hehe.. &lt;em&gt;asshole&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112374959155061765?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112374959155061765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112374959155061765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112374959155061765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112374959155061765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/kabulastugan-lng.html' title='kabulastugan lng...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112357920816688943</id><published>2005-08-09T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T17:20:08.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IBM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;exam na tom... wahhhh... kinakabahan aq... wew! gudluck 2 us nlng na kukuha ng exam... tae! tas may sysadde pa! kabado sa defense! tsk! akalain mo nga nmn... pakshit! taena! matapos lng lhat ng ito, maglalayas tlg aq... magliliwaliw na parang alang nangyari sa mundo... may shooting pa sa saturday at pet training pa sa friday morning... damn! so daming gawa... after ng exam tom, character modeling nmn... nice! danda nito! masaya un! at least may thrill nmn ang buhay q! ndi sobrang boring.... as in boring... hehehe... kaya ko ang exam bukas! kaya nmin 'to... dat's lyf... hehehe aja! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112357920816688943?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112357920816688943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112357920816688943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112357920816688943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112357920816688943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/ibm.html' title='IBM...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112348928852210290</id><published>2005-08-08T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T16:56:58.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go IBM!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;IBM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; na!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;hay nakush...exam na sa isang araw!!!! anak ng!! ndi pa aq maxadong nakakapagreview... tsk! sipag kcng bata... nag-overnyt kme kina feena... la lng... nanood ng vcd... konting review... asaran... kain... ay naku! papasa aq nito... grabe! tae ung movie'ng &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'if only'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... kakaiyak! pero astig ang twist ng movie ha!? deja vu... hehehe... cute din ung movie'ng &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'arahan'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... la lng... hehehe naenjoy nmin ung &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'palm blast'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... haha porma! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ch'i technique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... hehehe plus 'palm blast', walking in the wall, leviating... hehehe astig! ayos ang fighting scene... comedy-action ang putik... nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; na ulit... &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gampro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; na! la prin kmeng proj... sipag kc nming mga bata eh... taeman! kung sna sinabugan aq ni lord ng kasipagan, OK sna... kaso katamaran ang naipon saken eh! tsk! taeman! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;basta! gudluck 2 me nlng sa isang araw... 5 subjects pa nmn... at mejo mhirap ung ilan... kaya, gudluck 2 us nlng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112348928852210290?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112348928852210290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112348928852210290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112348928852210290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112348928852210290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/go-ibm.html' title='go IBM!!!'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112315072603387728</id><published>2005-08-04T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T17:10:11.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beware: celfone snatcher...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;My cellphone's beeping sound woke me up one night. Used to receiving important messages only, I grabbed my cell and sleepily pushed the keys and read the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi there! Care 2 b my txtmate?" Not knowing who the sender was, I deleted the message right away and placed the phone on my bedside table, I tried to go back to sleep.I had just closed my eyes when I heard the message tone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi there again! Care 2 b my txtmate?" again, the message said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who the hell could this be asking for txtmate at the wee hours of the night?" I asked myself. Again, without bothering to reply I deleted the message. I was never a 'textmaniac' - someone who enjoys texting anyone and everyone even at the wee hours of night, not to mention during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents, who were always out of the country forced me to own a cellphone. They told me that having one was more convenient - they could monitor me even if they're miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to turn the unit off, but since my mother was fond of calling me at night, just to check if I was safe at home, I decide not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was to close my eyes and return to my dreamless sleep, the phone beeped again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same number...Such determination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pls reply 2 dis msg &amp; b an angel &amp;amp; save me frm dis abyss of emptiness!!!" I never knew why, but the message struck me I got up and pushed the keys....I just realized I was replying to the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not an angel, n f u want som1 2 save u, m not superman... I'm just a simple prson who u wake up at dis r of my yt!!! Nway, do I know u?" I typed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seconds later came the reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope. U don't know dis lonely soul. Nor does she know u. But I want 2 b ur frnd. I'm Mikaella Cervantes. U?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just call me Julius. How'd u get my no.?" I sent back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Julius, nice 2 meet u. Just shuffled the last two digits of mine," she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the fierst and maybe last time I met someone over the cellphone. We exchanged messages and learned so much about each other that night. We only said goodbye when my alarm clock rang at 5:00 AM! I had to prepare for school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was also how it all started. A day would not pass without it loving and thoughtful messages from her. It was only then I had learned to appreciate text messages and become eager and excited everytime my phoned beeped, hoping it would be her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikaella brought out something about me that I never knew I had; I realized I could also be a romantic person... even if it's just through text messaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep me as a frnd &amp; I will keep u in my heart. Lock it up &amp;amp; throw away d key so dat no 1 can evr tke u away frm me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, she sent this message to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied: 'In life, we seldom find a true prson &amp; f u evr find 1, hold on &amp;amp; nvr let go.... value dat prson coz it's lyf's gift worth keeping &amp; holdin on....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew why, but her response sent shivers to my spine, "Value d pipol hu hav touched ur life bcoz u will never know just wen dey will walk out of ur lyf &amp;amp; nvr come back again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't understand what I felt that moment, but one thing I was sure though... I could not go on a day without a single word from her. I'd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;become used to having her, eventhough we had not met personally. But truly, she already occupied a space, a large one, in fact in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted her back. "Don't come close f l8r ull jst pass by; don't touch me f l8r ull jst let me cry; don't luv me f l8r ull jst leave me and won't stay..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why I sent her that message, but somehow I felt, every word came from my heart. In the short span of time we were sending messages to each other, I knew, I was starting to keep her in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called her once. The voice on the other end was like an angel's. Soft, kind, full of love. Yet, there was something in it I couldn't define. We only talked for a few minutes. Before she hung up, she told me not to call again. According to her, it would be better if we would just text each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the voice keep on ringing, not only in my head, but in my heart, I'd long to hear it once more. I tried to call her again, but she never answered the phone. She just kept on sending messages and quotations, which I copied in a little notebook. Hopeless romantic? I didn't know. All I could say was taht all the messages she sent me were wonderful, they came from the heart and cut throught he heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Though we r miles apart, u r always n my heart. I close my eyes &amp; der u r. ven f I'll see u never, I'll always b hir 2 care 4 u, far longer dan 4ever......."One December night, she sent me this message. By that time we had been exchanging messages for more than a month. God knew&lt;br /&gt;how happy I was. She was right. Although we had not seen each other, what we felt was enough to make us both realize what was keeping us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent her another message,"Loving u secretly is a hard thing 4 me 2 do, hoping , wondring taht u will feel d same way 2, but I can't read ur mind f u luv me 2. But whatever it is, I'll still b loving u."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How I wish I cud really tell u how much u mean 2 me, but m afraid 2 love, scared 2 get hurt...I hope dat u will wait 4 me &amp;amp; pray dat u will not get tired of loving me...= )" was her reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I replied again. "The reason y I met u is bcoz of destiny but f destiny will suggest dat I'll live w/o u, den, I'll lie not by destiny but of free will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I asked her when we would meet personally, she always answered, "Soon...soon, love...soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing each other did not lessen, even a bit, what I felt for her........ rather, it even grew deeper and stronger each day. And I was&lt;br /&gt;sure, she felt the same way, too.Love messages continued to flow through our lines, between our hearts, which made us go on each day with the thought thta sooner, we would see each other, face to face, heart to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feww days before Christma. She stopped sending messages. At first I just though she had run out of prepaid. But there was something that keep bothering me... I couldn't understand what was it, but it made me fell nervous. I tried to call her but she wouldn't answer. Nevertheless, I continued sending messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly one night, just three days before our Lord's birthday. I heard my phone's message tone again...T last! It was from her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oftentyms we say gudbye 2 d 1 we luv w/o wanting. Though dat doesn't mean dat we stopped loving them or we stopped 2 care. Sometyms, GOODBYE is a painful way 2 say I LOVE YOU."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dumfounded. I didn't know what to think of. What did she mean? I texted her back, searching for answers, but found nothing. I called her but she would not answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, I felt so miserable...desperate... empty. I didn"t know what to do. I didn't want to lose her. I had learned to love her. And I wanted to be with her forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following days I felt nothing but emptiness. It seemed that Mikaella took the life out of me. i missed her so much....her messages.....The tones that would tell me she'd sent another loving message. Nothing around me could feel the emptiness I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tut...tut...tut...tut...tut...just a day before Christmas, my cell beeped again. It was her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meet me at d cafe, 10AM 2day," I read aloud, making sure the message was true, then I jumped with joy upon hearing from her again. Hurriedly, I got myself ready and I went to the mall. I knew it was still early, but I wanted to be there before she arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised to see her already there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful, black, deep-set eyes that spoke a thousand words; samll, kissable lips; a nose perfectly chiseled and long black hair - everything in her was beautiful. And yes, her eyes radiated kindness and love...but there was a flicker of something in them........sadness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, Julius," said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each night. The voice that I had waited to hear for so long. "Please sit down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am very pleased to meet you, Mikaella," I said, as I took my seat and gave the roses I brought for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks, Julius," she smiled, obviously pleased with the roses. I knew she loved pink roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are always welcome, Love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Julius, I can't stay," she said, sadness in her voice, or was it tears? "I really must go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But we just met, Mikaella. Can't we talk a little longer?" I asked, pleadingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't really. I just came here to see you and thank you for the time you shared with me. thank you for everything, Julius. I will never forget you...you will always be here in my heart." she was looking at me straight into the eyes, and I could really feel the sadness in her voice and I swear, there was something in those lovely yet lonely eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got up and smiled at me, lovingly. "Tomorrow morning, please come and visit me," he said and gave me a piece of white linen paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read what was written and when I looked up, she was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, Christmas, I woke up ear;y and excitedly readied myself, thinking of her. I hurriedly went to a flower shop and bought a dozen pink roses - for Mikaella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lived ia an exclusive subdivision. Upon reaching their house, I told the guard who I was and I was looking for Mikaella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guard stared at me, sadness and amazement in his eyes and told me to wait as he called the owner of the house. As I looked at him while he was going inside the house, only then I noticed that the house was brightly lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman went out and walked towards me, smiling sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, I'm Maria, Mikaella's mother. Please come inside, Julius." While we were walking towards the mansion, she explained to me why she knew me very well - Mikaella had always been talking about her friend, Julius. I hardly understood what she was saying. I was busy thinking why Mikaella's mother was crying while talking to me. As we came near the great hall of the house, it dawned on me that there was a wake inside, Maybe, a relative passed away, I thought. But deep in my heart, I was trembling and afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we entered the hall where so many people were silently mourning while others were praying, shaking, I asked her mother. "Where is Mikaella?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She held my hand and silently, led me to the coffin which was surrounded by flowers - pink roses, nothing but pink roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words could explain how I felt when I gazed at the coffin and saw who was lying there. The same beautiful girl I met...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man came beside me, I knew he was Mika's father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are so glad you came, Julius. Mika talked of you all the time. She even asked that her phone be buried with her. She said that in that way, you could still send her messages and you would always be with her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe everything...My mind was in limbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But how can this be? We just saw each other yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That can't possibly be. She passed away three days ago. She had been suffering from a heart disease since she was a child," said her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But...." I couldn't find the right words to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She told us not to bother reaching you," Her mother said, still in tears. "She said you will come, and there you are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain and bitterness overwhelmed me. I cried silently beside her, staring at her lovely face, memorizing every line of my friend's face, a face I knew I would never forget while I was still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the internment that afternoon, I went to the chapel she had told me she went everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting there praying and crying to God, I held my phone and typed: "U taught me how 2 care; u taught me how 2 b kind; u shwd me how 2 lyk som; u showd how 2 luv; but ders 1 thing u didn't teach me &amp; it hurts mor - u didn't teach me how 2 let go. I LOVE YOU"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent the message, and though I knew she wouldn't be able to hold her CP again, I knew in my heart she would get my  message. I never expected a reply, yet as my phone beeped again, I felt a shiver down my spine. The sender's number did not appear on the screen and tears rolled down my cheeks as I read the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let go of d hand d prson u love, but dnt let go of God's hand 4 if u hold 2 his hand. He may b holding d prson u love n d ader hand 2 let u hold each other again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will never forget you, Mikaella and I will never let go......" I vowed to her and to myself as I left the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just before I exit the gate, someone in a hurry approach and grab my cellphone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;O, eh di bumagay na sa pamagat! 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;* Lalaki natagpuang pugot ang ulo, inaalam pa kung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;BUHAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;* Barbero tumestigo sa krimen, ayaw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PANIWALAAN!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;* Misis ng photographer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;NAKUNAN!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;* Tindera ng tubig, namatay sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;UHAW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"JUDGE:&lt;/span&gt; hinawakan mo ba ang hita ng babaeng ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NGONGO:&lt;/span&gt; hini po, hini po your honor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;JUDGE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pilosopo! hinawakan o hinipo, pareho lng un! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;GUILTY!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;nyahahahahahaha....malas lng... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"sa sementeryo, isang gabi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUARD:&lt;/span&gt; susmaryosep! akala ko kaluluwa ka! ano yang pinupukpok mo jan sa lapida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAGPUPUKPOK:&lt;/span&gt; ang mga walanghiya! wrong spelling ang pangalan ko, bwiset!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;wow...nice...^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112314806156107094?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112314806156107094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112314806156107094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112314806156107094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112314806156107094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/famous-headlines.html' title='famous headlines... ^_^'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112306821703747017</id><published>2005-08-03T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T18:13:15.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>psychology..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tsk! tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akalain mo nga nmn...malas!!! exam nmin sa psych ngaun...actually kata2pos lng...oks nmn un exam...pasado prin ata aq...well, sna nga...just that, may mga nakalimutan aq at marami ding ndi naaral...peste! nakakainis...malas tlg...pero oks lng..ganon tlg un...an tanga q kc...ndi kaagad aq nag-aral eh... wala lng... tas na-overload na ata kc andami lng nmn kc... imagine chapters 1-11...la lng...pero astig...may thrill din nmn eh...hahaha saya! gising magdamag... 5:00am ng natulog... un nga ang masiste ka non eh... umaga ng natulog tas prang useless ung ginawa q... i'm not into grades nmn na obsess makakuha ng mataas na grades.. tipong makapasa lng eh enough na... ndi rin nmn aq nangongopya kc nga ndi po aq sanay... at mahirap ding mangopya don sa prof nmen...oks lng un! mas mahirap pag nahuli kang nangongopya! wala na aqng reputasyon non pag nagkataon... hehehehe.... at least un ung naintindihan q kaya tama na un...oks nmn ang psych eh...enjoy nga aq sa subject na yan... umabsent na aq sa mga major subjects q pero ndi sa psych... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta! peste lng kc i2ng sina Freud at Charles Darwin! mga unggoy!!!!!!!! lhat clang nagpasimula ng pscyh... ano kyang pumasok sa utak ng mga ito at naisipan nilang pag-aralan at alamin ang lhat tungkol sa utak ng tao!?!.... at iba-ibang concept ang lumalabas sa kanila ha?! hanggang sa cla-cla rin eh, naglalaban ang kani-kanilang mga paniniwala...well, at least accdg sa kanilang mga nalalaman... ang mga letse! pati mga hayop ndi pinatawad!.. mga kawawang nilalang na ginagamit ang mga pobreng hayop na ito pra sa kanilang mga eksperimento... at pagmamalasin pa ang mga insektong ito, pati amount ng koryente sa katawan nila aalamin ang epekto! wawa nmn... kuryentehin daw ba!? tsk tsk! 'yang cna john watson na ngpacmula ng behaviorism; e.b. titchener ng structuralism; sigmund freud ng psychoanalytic; william james ng functionalism; gestalt pa mula don sa tatlong ulupong; may pahabol pa cna ivan pavlov at jean piaget... hay naku... at ang pesteng si charles darwin na sa simula plng na nlman q ang theory of evolution eh isinumpa ko na!!! cno ba nmng matu2wa na ang tao daw ay galing sa hayop?! at sa unggoy pa! unggoy sya! at nung nakita q ung picture nya, hehehehe now i know kung bket nya cnabing galing tau sa unggoy... sya lng pala.... kc, kamukha nya... at ang mga habits at action nya ata at naia-associate nya sa mga unggoy... kc nga unggoy sya... isa syang ORANGUTAN!!!! hayop sya!! hehehe...ndi nmn aq mxdong highbli 'no? kc nmn, mga cra ulo ang mga pesteng ito eh...walang ginawang mabuti... hehehehe.... kaya un.... dhil sa ginawa nilang mga kabulastugan, ayon! mejo nahirapan lng kameng magreview from chapters1-11..... hehehe pero oks lng kc kasalanan q din... ndi kaagad nagreview eh, 'no?... bad cheetah.... hehehe ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accdg to my friendster horoscope: "Words of love come easily to you right now. You, splendidly sensitive creature that you are, are already one of the more attuned signs of the zodiac, but today your powers of perception are heightened more than they normally are. Some people might call you dreamy, but you know that you're in touch with the things that really matter. Find someone you love and tell them just how much they mean to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadiri ito...yuck!!! malas nga araw na 'to eh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112306821703747017?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112306821703747017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112306821703747017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112306821703747017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112306821703747017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/psychology.html' title='psychology..'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112298004631916931</id><published>2005-08-02T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T18:54:58.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skul bukul...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hay naku...dami nmng ginagawa...tae! imagine, may review kame ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;opersys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 2m, 10-12 noon; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;datanet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;sa fri, 9-12 noon...my overnight pa kme kina faye this weekend for another review..all of this is for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;IBM certification examination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; next week, aug. 10...then, 2m again, 1st major exam ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;psych&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, 6-730 pm, covering from chapters 1-11...thurs nmn, 2nd major exam ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;sysadde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...DFD nmn!...TAE! mga projects pa...ung 5-mins sa short film namen sa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;webdes2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...kata2pos lng ng script kanina...; un png character modeling sa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gampro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; na due next week, wednesday...; un pang pet nmen sa psych, ndi pa natu2ruan ng ilang tricks though documentation ang linya ko don...; un png sysadde project na ewan ko don kung bket may &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;defense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pa kame samantalang ung nakalipas na batch, wala nmng defense... hay naku... ang dame... gus2 pa aqng isama nina ms. linda for a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2-day scholarship orientation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ata sa quezon next week...kaya lng kasabay ng exam sa IBM kaya ndi ako maka2sama...sayang!...hay buhay! parang lyf....pero, sa lhat ng yan, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WALA PA RIN AKONG NACCMULAN!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahahaha....ang lakas ng loob kong magreklamo, wala pa nmn pla aqng nasi2mulan khit isa!? taenang bata 2! peste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;pero ganon lng tlg lyf...la lng...shinare q lng... but that doesn't mean na windang na aq...ndi pa nmn kc khit papano napa-prioritize q pa nmn ng ayos...(may pa-priory-prioritize pa aqng nalalaman hah?!)... smooth sailing pa nmn, ika nga... buti nlng alang ibang problemang pampagulo sa buhay kaya puro skul stuff lng... ndi tulad nung isang frend q...la lng...mukhang bange2 na nga xa eh...pinipilit maging masaya kc kelngan...hay naku...wawa nmn...dami nyang problem aside from skul stuff...as in mas matindi...tsk! pero khit nampepeste ng buhay ko ung tae na un na walang ibang inicp at ipagduldulan saken na may kinakatagpo aqng lalake sa MRT at sparky kuno (dog's name? yuck! so bantut!) at napaka-nonsy q daw at wala ng ginawa kundi laitin at maliitin ang pagkatao ko (khit maliit aq!!) hanggang mawalan na aq ng reputasyon at dignidad, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"KAYA NYA YUN&lt;/strong&gt;!...(wat's d sense ng pagiging tae, db?)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ... kc, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;frend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ko sya...at dhil frend nya aq, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kme...at ganon kameng mga &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CUTE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;... kakayanin lhat... kaya angge, pakasaya ka! tae tlg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;exam na bukas...ndi pa aq nagrereview...buti pa c shela nakapgreview na...tinatamad pa aq eh... pero magrereview aq mamaya hanggang bukas...1pm pa nmn class q eh...la lng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hay nakuh 'day!!! pareh, bading na aq...ndi ko lam kung pano ko-cure 2ng kabadingang 2...ewan ko ba! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hay naku ulit...pansin ko lng, everytime magba-blog aq, puro hay naku ang start ng line...well, at least almost lng nmn...hay tae...tagal ni &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;bochog&lt;/span&gt;...punta pa aqng MRT eh...la lng...lowbat pa fone q!!!! taena! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112298004631916931?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112298004631916931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112298004631916931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112298004631916931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112298004631916931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/skul-bukul.html' title='skul bukul...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112296209330552433</id><published>2005-08-02T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T13:56:13.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>parang ayoko na yata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARANG AYOKO NA ATA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naubos na ang barya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa kakayosi at kakabasa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ng magazines mong nakahilata&lt;br /&gt;Dyan sa sala&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mag gagabi na pala!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Di ba't sinabi ko ala-una?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mabuti na lang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mabagal akong magbasa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dumating ka na sana!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bakit di ka man lang nagbilin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na may balak ka pala&lt;br /&gt;Biglang mag-ice skating?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kung di ka pa tinawagan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maiisip mo kayang ako'y DI BALE NA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nakakasawa din pala.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kapag paulit-ulit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang buhos ng galit!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parang ayoko na yata.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nakakapagod din pala&lt;br /&gt;Ang iyong mukha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At kung may balak ka pang&lt;br /&gt;Ulitin sa kin yon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May ibubulong ako sa yo&lt;br /&gt;Putang ina mo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bakit nagtitiyaga sa'yo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang dami-dami kong reklamo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parang ayoko lang magsalita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parang ayoko na yata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang daming dapat sabihin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alam ko na kung pano gagawin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Akala ko siguro na hindi ko kaya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At nung ika'y dumating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mula sa yong pag-a-ice skating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wala akong nasabi kundi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Napagod ka ba?.Kumain ka muna!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pagkat di ko kayang magalit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pag nakita na kita, tumatamis ang pait!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laging pinipilit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na magsungit ngunit di bale na!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Napapatawad na kita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hindi na magagalit wag lang ma-ulit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At nung tayo'y kakain na&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Biglang sinabi mong may lakad kang iba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At kahit gusto sana kitang awayin na&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sinabi ko."bahala ka.basta mag-ingat ka"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parang ayoko na yata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ngunit wala naman akong magagawa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marahil, sobrang alam mong&lt;br /&gt;Di ko kayang mawala ka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maswerte ka't mahal kita&lt;br /&gt;Ang malas talaga!&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/14612681-112296209330552433?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112296209330552433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112296209330552433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112296209330552433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112296209330552433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/08/parang-ayoko-na-yata.html' title='parang ayoko na yata'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112261557655720576</id><published>2005-07-29T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T13:44:02.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishing...daw!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WISHING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Landscapes in the wild &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Upon a shore of a sea open wide &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The great escape from yor wife &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's the best mistake of your life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always starts when you cry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never ends with a smile &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All you've said was a big, big lie &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the wings of love we falter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A day with you a big disaster &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soon forever will be over &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How i wish &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never has a sweet november &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All i had was a dark october &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a while i wanted to die &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i said why oh why &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&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/14612681-112261557655720576?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112261557655720576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112261557655720576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112261557655720576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112261557655720576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/07/wishingdaw.html' title='wishing...daw!?'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112261483350441697</id><published>2005-07-29T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T13:27:13.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy...^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hehe tsaka ng title...ndi kc aq marunong mag-title eh...haha, engot 'no? nywy, share q lng nmn nangyari dis whole, abit-tiring, week...hehehe ndi nmn mxdo...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;holiday b nmn nung monday!?! tae un! bket? bket kelngan png i-declare na holiday nung monday pra sa almost half hour na SONA, db? wala lng...although ndi nmn aq ganon ka-concern sa SONA nya...na malamang-lamang, fabricated ang ibang statement...but, i'm not telling all...hehe...(well, sna lng walang magreact...ndi q feel makipg-away...&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's just my OPINION!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; d hell i care sa mga opinions nyo kya wag nyo ring pakealaman ang opinion q!)  kanya-kanyang opinion npo e2...hehehe....war freak?? nah...gan0n tlg...pero mejo OKS ndin kc ngkita-kita nmn kme nung clasm8 q nung HS...haha ayos nga sna eh...tgal lng ni rj kya an tgal nmin ni izza na nghi2ntay sa knya...hehe....punta lng nmn kmeng intramuros...pasyal-pasyal...muntik n nga snang ndi matuloy un eh...la lng...pero natuloy din...kulitan..asaran..haha kwen2han 'bout skul stuffs, batchm8s....hahaha...nice! msaya!...sa malas lng tlg, na tlgng ndi nwa2la sa buhay 4 whatever reason, i 4got 2 bring money!!!...yes, money!!!...haha buti nga nkauwi p aq e...hehehe  nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as usual, hyper as ever nmn everynight...oo nga pla, last sunday, 072405, 1st tym qng uminom ng beer...hehe actually, san mig light lng...1ng bote lng 'no?!?.....hahaha at, ayos lng! ala nmng epek2 saken....hehehe....ndi aq nlasing eh...sabgay ndi nmn daw nak2lasing un kc light lng...kya lng, 4 d 1st tymer, me tma daw...pero depends pdin i think....la tma sken e...therefore, pde n aqng maging tomador!!!!! nyahahahaha....nice.....yehey!!! ^_^ ....ayos sa trip....hehehe...ganon lng tlg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gus2 q ng palitan fone q!!!!! pa2litan q na xa...kelngan by october na dispatch q n 2ng fone q at bago na....hehehehehehe....te-trade-in q nga e...wow, kyanin q sna...la png atik eh...dmi png gas2ng....bad3p!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hay.... accdg 2 my friendster horoscope: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A secret admirer might deliver something sweet. Is it chocolate? Or healthier?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha...nice...actually napanaginipan q 2 last nyt lng....hahaha...something sweet??? hehehe bigyan daw ba aq ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;SUMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!...hehe o db, tae? pero ndi q admirer ung nsa dream q...la lng...at malabong mangyari....hehehe ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112261483350441697?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112261483350441697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112261483350441697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112261483350441697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112261483350441697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy.html' title='happy...^_^'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112261273925288345</id><published>2005-07-29T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T12:52:19.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BROKEN SONNET</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BROKEN SONNET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;And now I concede on the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;of this fifteenth song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Of melancholy, of melancholy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;And now I will admit in this fourth line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;That I love you, that i love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I don't care what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I don't care what they do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cause tonight I leave my fears behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cause tonight I'll be right at your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The clock on the TV says 8:39 p.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;It's the same, it's the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;And in this next line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'll say it all over again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;That I love you, that i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I don't care what they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I don't care what they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cause tonight I leave my fears behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cause tonight I'll be right at your side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lie down right next to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lie down right next to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;And I will never let go, will never let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I leave my fears behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cause tonight I'll be right at your side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lie down right next to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lie down right next to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;And i will never let go, never let go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;But still I see the tears from your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Maybe I'm just not the one for you&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/14612681-112261273925288345?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112261273925288345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112261273925288345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112261273925288345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112261273925288345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/07/broken-sonnet.html' title='BROKEN SONNET'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112261505754173376</id><published>2005-07-26T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T13:33:52.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bent down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BENT DOWN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My conscience is hurting my ear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But im happy as long as you are here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I hide if I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I don't care where I stand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;As long as you are bent down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You never said what does it mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Im speaking the same words again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But I will if you have to fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Im here if you want me at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just as long as you are bent down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;She feels im laid out for everything here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;She keeps me away from this song of mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I don't know why this wont stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cause maybe it just wont stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But it will if I hear you call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But maybe you don't care at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But at least you the one bent down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She feels im laid out for everything here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;She keeps me away from this song of mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You could be here Or you can be here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;As close as I can hold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Together as were told &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We were the ones bent down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112261505754173376?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112261505754173376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112261505754173376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112261505754173376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112261505754173376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/07/bent-down.html' title='bent down...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112201234991116666</id><published>2005-07-22T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T14:34:42.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sentiments...b0w!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;hay naku...addict na aq!! sabih0n, lage nmn e..at least sabi nila!..la lng...ewan q ba?! ala kcng sumesery0s0 saken...well, kc ndi daw aq ung sery0s0ng ta0...n0nsy daw kausap! tsk! wawa nmn aq...lagi nlng daw kcng j0ke! kc nmn, pag mxd0 m0ng sinery0s0 ang buhay eh, ewan q na! mxd0 kcng sery0s0 ang mga ta0...well, gus2 q lng nmn kcng maging happy everyday kya un...ngiti lng ng ngiti...hahaha...pra nga aqng tanga kc minsan khit s0brang inis na, ngiti pa rin...hehehe...sira 'n0?! eh, bket, masama ba? pinagbawal ba ni Lord na ngumiti at tumawa khit an0 png nafe-feel m0?...ndi nmn db?...eh kc sila e...basta! ndi ny0 ak0 mapi2gilang ngumiti at 2mawa pg gus2 q...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;hay naku...at ndi lng yan! lagi nlng aqng nata2nga!!! hmp!...per0 oks lng kc gumaganti aq...hehe tinatanga q din...at least quits na kame...well, ganyan lng tlg buhay...parang lyf...at kasama un sa pag-unlad!!!...haha...very much!! taeman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;hay naky ulit....la magawa...an0 ba yan! per0 may make-up class kame ngaun sa psych0l0gy...hehe fave subject kaya kelangang pasukan...himala it0 kc bihira lng aqng magkaro0n ng pab0rit0ng subject...sa malas ay psych pa...kc nmn, naka2tmad ung mga subject e...la lng...lagi kcng vacant or recess at lunch tym ang paborit0 qng oras...syempre, lakwatsa...hahaha...ganyan tlg ang mga ndi sery0s0ng tae!..este ta0...hehehe...sabi nga nung isang kulangutin at mutain qng frend, &lt;em&gt;ndi daw appropriate saken ang salitang "stress"...&lt;/em&gt;hay naku...'lang kwenta...peste!..e baket kam0? mxd0 nmn nila aqng inapi...baket kam0 ulit? tae, este ta0 rin nmn aq ah!?!...napa2g0d din..at nai-stress out din...ndi nga lng halata...magaling aqng magtag0 eh...haha mga 1-2 lig0 lng 'yan, tanggal na! hahaha....abnormal eh, 'n0?...o astig?...juk lng...ganyan tlg mga cute...*p0ink!*..juk lng ulit kc pg may nakabasa ne2, mdming magre-react...theref0re, sira na ang reputasy0n q...ala n aqng dignidad! tsk! tsk! tsk!...buhay tlg oh!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;bket kya na-c0mpare ang buhay sa lyf at lyf sa buhay???...well, inenglish lng nmn xa...hehe un lng! naicp q lng bgla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;cge...hanggang d2 nlng muna...la na aqng maicp na isulat kc ala na laman ang utak q...ndi q nga alam kung may utak aq e..kaya minsan naiisipan qng magpa-EEG o CTScan eh...pra mlmn lng nmn kung me utak aq...mahirap na, baka nsa talampkan q pla...per0 may pus0 aq hah!?! nung una nga akala q din wala...per0 nung nagpa-ECG ak0, aba!! at mer0n nga!! at irregular pa ang heart rate!!! hahaha...taeman! saya n0n...at least alam q na na may pus0 pla aq...ndi n aq manga2pa sa dilim at mag-iicp kung mer0n nga ba o wala....hay naku...gud luck 2 me nlng...hahahaha ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112201234991116666?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112201046657220226</id><published>2005-07-22T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T14:35:43.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue sky...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BLUE SKY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When do stars fade their light? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Does the moon and the sun make it right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For you the world maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Like an endless storm chasing a mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is there hate in your heart? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Does your body drop and tell you to stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Loving you or loving me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When it all falls down you just sing with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Coz there's a blue sky waiting tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Waiting tomorrow shining and shimmering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A blue sky waiting tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Waiting tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maybe it's all we need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh don't you wash away that smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You just look out the window and see the light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's beautiful to be alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's wonderful to live a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The sun is sure to shine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For you and me for everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So don't be sad it's just the start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Of a new beginning in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Rain will keep on pouring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Some things you can't control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And while the sun seems far and hard to hold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It will unfold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There will always be a blue sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A blue sky waiting tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112201046657220226?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112201046657220226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;w0w...tlgng aliw aqng mgblog ah!?! hehe...feel q lng...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112184753863064478?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112184753863064478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112184753863064478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112184753863064478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112184753863064478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/07/hay-naku.html' title='hay naku...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112201340353634592</id><published>2005-07-04T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T14:24:46.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bangag kc...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;grabe na itetch!!! hehe...bangag aq kgbi pa...la lng..kausap q lng nmn ung mirr0r sa d0rm...la kc aq ksma, as in mg-isa lng aq sa d0rm...c shela kc umuwi ng LP e...kya un...akala q nga mab2liw na aq...kc nmn, ala tlg ak0ng mkausap...feeling q pa, mag-isa lng tlg aq d0n sa bu0ng premise na un...as in ung ibang residents e nglayasan at ak0 lmng ang dakilang naiwan...mej0 napa-paran0id na nga aq kc feeling q may mumu na d0n...grabe! may sitsit kc ng sitsit un pla ung pesteng nagla2kad lng d0n sa lbas...kakainis! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tas un nga...kausap q ung mirr0r...grabe! kamukha q ung kausap q sa mirr0r...tae tlg ts0ng!...tas miniscol-an q ung mga kakila2 at khit ndi q kakila2...at ilan ung ktx q...sa malas e tinulugan lng aq...ung isa, war freak sa tita...ung isa ngre2view...ung isa nkaunlimited kya limited lng ang tx nya saken...(lab0 b?)..ung isa ikinumpara aq d0n k imang ba un sa kampanerang kuba?...mukha ba aqng kuba? tae tlg...la kc aqng makausap e...wawa nmn aq...n0n q biglang naicp ang mkipgtxm8...hehe kya lng mukang ang cheap..tae yan! naiinis p nmn aq d0n sa mga naki2pgtxm8 kc sayang sa lod...tsaka ist0rb0 cla sa buhay q...kc tamad aqng mgtx...hehe un lng un...per0 ndi q din nmn tinul0y khit na tinulugan aq ng mga maga2ling qng katx...hay tae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam ny0n bng binalak q ding mag-in0m???...tae tlg! la b nmn mkausap...at ndi pa aq inaant0k khit na tinulugan n aq ng mga ktx q...ndi p nmn aq marun0ng umin0m...an0 lng, iced tea, water and juice...at milk na rin...hehe...alc0h0l? n0t even tried...susubukan q n sana kya lng nahiya aqng bumili sa tindahan...bka icpin e tumad0r aq...fuckshit! pan0 n reputasy0n q? wala na ak0ng dignidad!!! kya ang kawawang bata ay nak0ntent0 nlmng sa sterilized milk! hehe...danda 'n0? magla2kad-lakad sna aq d0n sa lbas...kya lng bka may lasing...e tak0t aq sa lasing e...ndi lng obvi0us pg may naki2ta aq... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;e inant0k na rin aq...daming unan...sarap matul0g...tsaka natul0g.....ganda! kakaibng gabi ng lagim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112201340353634592?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112201340353634592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14612681&amp;postID=112201340353634592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112201340353634592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14612681/posts/default/112201340353634592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/2005/07/bangag-kc.html' title='bangag kc...'/><author><name>napot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03352914506061956351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14612681.post-112201389210915851</id><published>2005-07-01T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T14:31:32.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nah...rally na ituh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;w0w...my bl0g na aq...yehey!!!! la lng..hehe...try q lng nmn kung ma-eenj0y q...malay m0...tae! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fav0rite w0rd q yan kaya wag ny0ng mabah0-bah0 yan...nakaka2wa kcng salitain ng salitain! kaya un! nakasanayan q ng sabihin khit sa karamihan ng cr0wd pe0ple...hehe baboy 'n0? baket? wala nmng masama db? natural nmn un e..wala kb n0n? tae ka! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hay naku...ay0s ang rally ngaun a? ayun cla lhat sa labas...pinabababa c GMA...gan0 ba karami ang hagdanan sa malacañang at kelangan pa nyang bumaba? ah! wala yatang escalator at elevator. tsk! tsk! kawawang tita glo...lalo lng liliit...per0 madame nmn xang bodyguards e...kayang-kaya xang kargahin n0n at itap0n sa labas ng malacañang...kung ba nmn ung isang malaki ang galit kay tita glo e mag-apply na bodyguard e di naitap0n na nya c tita palabas ng malacañang!!! gan0n lng ka-simple!! tae tlg t0ng mga ta0ng it0..nagpapakahirap sumigaw d0n sa labas pde nmng mag-apply na bodyguard! tsk! laki ng kita nga mga candy factory nagun! malamang sasaket ang lalamunan ng mga mokong na 't0 at malamang candy ang pamatid-sakit! hehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;per0 infairness, masayang maglar0 ngaun ng habulan al0ng ayala...hehe clear na clear e...walanju aba! kung may maka2lar0 lng ak0 ng habulan kanina pa aq nananakb0 d0n...at malamang ndi q magagawa it0ng bl0g na it0, 'n0? tae tlg! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tae! pan0 nga pala aq uuwi? alang jeep sa labas...sali nlng kaya aq d0n sa mga nagrarally na un? pde rin...la lng...experience...hehe tae tlg n0? walanju aba! pag sumali ak0 d0n, baka nmn mkita ak0 sa tv...pag nangyari un, an0 nlng ang sasabihin ng mga kakilala't kapitbahay namin? na kaladkarin ak0ng babae? tae! hehe juk lng p0...script k0 lng tlg yan! actually, bka magalit cla kc ndi k0 cla sinabihan na sasali pla ak0..hehehe nakasama sana cla...bka madisc0ver ang lola...hehe...lam m0 nmn, disaster pag nagkata0n...wala na ak0ng reputasy0n at dignidad! hihi juk lng! walastik! per0 lay0 ng nilakad q kanina papas0k ng skul..tae! late ak0 ng half hour tas half hour din lng ang napasukan q! kung ndi lng ak0 interested tlg sa psych malamang ndi k0 na papasukan un! hehehe halatang tamad e 'n0? well...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uyy..haba na ng nasusulat k0 ah?!?...oks lng..punta pa ak0 ng landmark mamaya...hehehe wind0w sh0pping? lagi nmn e...hirap ng alang pera! ndi makabili...buti pa ang pera may ta0, ang ta0 walang pera! tae! unfair un ah? maduga...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hay naku....tama na nga it0...nauut0t na ak0 e...hehehe juk lng...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14612681-112201389210915851?l=angel0fhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angel0fhell.blogspot.com/feeds/112201389210915851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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