<?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-34333520</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:17:30.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simply me..</title><subtitle type='html'>living my life as it is..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-4663752047021335955</id><published>2008-02-24T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:15:30.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired and annoyed trip</title><content type='html'>I was excited yesterday for my trip home so when I got home from school I started to pack my things and work on the left chores before I go. I went to the laundry shop to get the laundry because my brother’s jacket was there and he asked me to bring it. The lady in the laundry shop missed me. ;] “it’s been a year since I last saw you” she said then smiled. I smiled back in return. After getting the laundry I went to the drying area of our building and got the newly washed clothes. (the one that I got from the laundry shop was the bed shits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left the building, I left an instruction to the guards. I told them about my god mother then when to the LRT station to go to the terminal. When I got off from the train, I walked to the terminal. I almost felt a goosebumps when one guy approached me and said, “sa bicol?daet?dito na kayo.” Then he pointed at a van. I ignored the man then proceeded to the teminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to the terminal, I saw my elementary teachers there. We were on the same bus. I was seated behind my grade 6 adviser. Before the bus left the terminal, my seatmate came. I was not paying attention to him because I don’t know him. There I was sitting at my rightful place, seat number 5 excited for the bus to leave then I heard my seatmate talking. I did not mind it at first because I have my ear phone then I noticed he was trying to make a conversation with me. So in respect for this guy, I entertained his questions. He was kinda annoying he keeps on saying “ang baho ko nap ala,pasensya na..amoy ako alikabok galling kasi ako MOA at gateway eh” for me as if I care? So what? Then he started to laugh. Then he told me a story that happened before he got into the bus. annoyed but I listened. I still have respect to older people. Haha ;] he was really annoying. He was an FC. Feeling close. Ahaha ;] I wanted to sleep but he keeps on talking to me. He keeps on talking even though I know he notice that I was not paying attention anymore. He can’t sleep and he’s also not making me sleep. I did not mind him and closed my eyes, pretending I was already asleep then he shut up. But I noticed he keeps on looking at me as if checking if I’m asleep or not. He started to lay his head on my shoulder. Arrghhhh. He was REALLY annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the terminal, I just passed him and walked home. I heard my self say ‘thank God I’m home. I can now rest.’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-4663752047021335955?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/4663752047021335955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=4663752047021335955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/4663752047021335955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/4663752047021335955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2008/02/tired-and-annoyed-trip.html' title='Tired and annoyed trip'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-7972177725117926520</id><published>2008-02-14T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:37:10.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentines day..</title><content type='html'>when i woke up early this morning i saw my phone with 35 messages received.. haha&lt;br /&gt;they had sent group messages too early..are they excited??haha some of the messages i received was personalized and the others are just quotes that are being forwarded..i almost received one or two messages that are the same..hehe why is this day a special day??&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even before valentines day the keep on asking me &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"have you have plans for valentines?", "who's your date?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone keeps on asking me &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"who's your date?" &lt;/span&gt;ahaha why is it even a big deal if i have a date or not..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..well i remember last year..i celebrated the valentines day with my beloved yfc's in feu..we we're in our usual place during wednesdays..as i remembered, our topic that day was &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tough love&lt;/span&gt;..we also had our S.E. after the P.M. i also remembered that i was expecting something that time,but sadly..nothing happened.. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, i went home early and slept. haha what a nice way of celebrating the day..&lt;br /&gt;i received many text messages asking me how was my valentine,who gave me flowers or anything, how was my date..haish..is it important to have a date during valentines day?what's the big deal if you did not received any flower??im just curious..&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chose not to have a date.&lt;/span&gt; not because no body asked me or something,its just i don't feel like going on a date.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;honestly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i only date my boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;. since i don't have a boyfriend, i dont date anyone.. i just don't like the concept of dating. i don't feel comfortable with dating anyone if not my boyfriend. thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was also the culminating activity of the medical technology and other courses in my school, since i dont have a PE anymore, im not required to come and participate. i chose to stay at home and sleep..hehe my first year classmates texted me this morning just to say they had fun last night. they danced all night long..freshmen..hehe well it didn't work..i was not envy of the experience they had last night..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-7972177725117926520?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/7972177725117926520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=7972177725117926520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/7972177725117926520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/7972177725117926520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='valentines day..'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-2053904814013255183</id><published>2008-02-13T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:20:51.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still..bankrupt!</title><content type='html'>i still don't have my atm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really  out of cash..and i don't have an atm to get my allowance..&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to see my..cards..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-2053904814013255183?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/2053904814013255183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=2053904814013255183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/2053904814013255183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/2053904814013255183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2008/02/stillbankrupt.html' title='still..bankrupt!'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-6265330519125764147</id><published>2008-02-12T05:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T05:38:44.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bummer! bankrupt!</title><content type='html'>yesterday, (020808) I left my cards in my mom's bag because I did not brought my wallet with me when we went to the mall..when we arrived home yesterday, i took a nap because I was really tired. I forgot about my cards. I even helped her packed the things they will be bringing home, but the thing about my cards did not passed my mind. when I woke up this morning, that was the only time I rembered my cards. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png" /&gt; i dont have enough cash now..my atm is in my mom's bag.. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think. my money is just enough for a few days. I don't know when will I get my atm.. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-6265330519125764147?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/6265330519125764147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=6265330519125764147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/6265330519125764147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/6265330519125764147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2008/02/bummer-bankrupt.html' title='bummer! bankrupt!'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-2440610777117920512</id><published>2008-02-12T05:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T05:37:50.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we got away! ;]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;katrina guzon, nicole del rosario&lt;/span&gt; and me got away! ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our lecture in zoology, we went down to one of our canteen's to eat. we have not yet eaten lunch thats why we decided to eat first before we went to our laboratory room. on our way to our laboratory room, I told them what happened last night. when we arrived infront of our room, we decided to stay outside for a while because the smell of the formalin inside the laboratory room was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"we just ate"&lt;/span&gt; that's what we heard our selves saying. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we decided to go inside our classroom, we noticed that there was water in the floor of our table. the water in the sink overflowed. then again, we decided to put our bags in the table at the back and told our classmate to watch over it. we stayed outside and exchanged funny stories. we did not even brought our frogs to our laboratory room. we we're feelling lazy to do the practical/oral. when one of  our classmates told us we can now go home, we just asked, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"did she checked the attendance?"&lt;/span&gt; hehe to our luck, she did not. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to our prof to say that we are there, then she asked, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"where's your frogs?"&lt;/span&gt; we told her we brought it back to our locker. hehe we would do what she said if we know we we're going to be called for the oral but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello??&lt;/span&gt; we're more than 50..she can't let us all finish in the same day. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got away with our &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;white lie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehe&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-2440610777117920512?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/2440610777117920512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=2440610777117920512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/2440610777117920512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/2440610777117920512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-got-away.html' title='we got away! ;]'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-1363303348907148044</id><published>2008-02-12T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T05:37:17.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad night!</title><content type='html'>I had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bad night&lt;/span&gt; last night its because of that &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;paranoid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he acts as if I did something really bad to him. I don't have to explain anything to him! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;he blames me for something I am not responsible for!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MANHID KA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SANA MASAKTAN KA PARA MALAMAN MO ANG PAKIRAMDAM NG NASASAKTAN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ano?! ang tagal mu naman yatang pagisipan mga ginagawa mo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU KILLED MY FEELINGS, MOCKED MY PRIDE, AND DAMNED MY WHOLE LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kulang pa ba?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't get his words out of my head!&lt;/span&gt; damn him!&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have to explain! I did not expect to hear this from him. what did I do? for him to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;wish me get hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was true to my self, to him and to everybody else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already told him from the start. I thought it was clear. and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;got the guts&lt;/span&gt; to tell me this?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as I know, I have not done anything to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do he have to complicate things?! he made my life in my school small..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really pissed! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-1363303348907148044?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/1363303348907148044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=1363303348907148044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/1363303348907148044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/1363303348907148044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2008/02/bad-night.html' title='bad night!'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-7605333482364868483</id><published>2008-02-12T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T05:36:33.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a tiring day!</title><content type='html'>I feel im almost half asleep when i was in my first subject this morning. I wasn't paying too much attention to my professor. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(because i was really sleepy)&lt;/span&gt; I slept in my usual time of sleep but I don't know why I'm sleepy this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to pass my activity in Mandarin on time because I assisted Jen. She had a really bad start with her day. I guess. Its because an accident happened while we were about to start our activity. I was laughing while assisting her but I pity her situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked on my activity during my 3-hour break. After working on my activity, I just fooled around with my friends not knowing that we have a homework to be passed. gosh! wasted. how irresponsible of me not to know. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a surprise quiz about our practical/oral in zoology. gosh. after the lecture time, we proceeded to our laboratory room for our skinning. we &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;skinned&lt;/span&gt; our frogs! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of all the possible spesimens that can be used, why the hell frogs?! ahaha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I'm afraid of frogs&lt;/span&gt;. I guess almost all of us are. good thing our frogs are already dead when we got them. Zoey gave me a hard time. Zoey is the name of my frog. hehe we named our frogs just for fun. I feel like I was a surgeon while I was skinning my frog. hehe future surheon?ahaha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pwede! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;when I got home I started washing our clothes. ahaha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kawawa parang chimay nanaman! ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh well, at least &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't have a class tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;! ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looking forward for saturday! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&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/34333520-7605333482364868483?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/7605333482364868483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=7605333482364868483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/7605333482364868483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/7605333482364868483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-tiring-day.html' title='what a tiring day!'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-3953878261684701494</id><published>2007-11-13T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T03:09:20.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn! it hit me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Almost all the quotes i receive this past weeks can explain what i can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;These quotes expresses the feelings I have..It's like..The quotes are really intended to hit  me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This is the best quote I received that I can say that can really describe how i feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"There are lots of instances when I feel that everything is going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WELL&lt;/span&gt; between me and this person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we get together again one night and share feelings, thinking that tomorrow, we will have something deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only to realize the next morning that whathappened that night is not reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the two of us can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; be the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAME&lt;/span&gt; old story.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/unlove.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/34333520-3953878261684701494?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/3953878261684701494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=3953878261684701494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/3953878261684701494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/3953878261684701494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2007/11/damn-it-hit-me.html' title='damn! it hit me!'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-9014425561221001877</id><published>2007-10-18T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T20:16:03.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet escape 2..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;..continuation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday,october 13, we received a group message from our CEO (aaron) that our trip to baguio is on..we planned and we were all excited for the trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first plan was we will leave manila by monday so that we will be back by wednesday but the plan was moved..we left manilaby tuesday afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were all excited during the trip. we were all exchanging funny stories and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way..we are only nine who joined the trip..namely..&lt;br /&gt;aaron,nat,marlon,gelo,niño,tim,myrtle,nash and me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arruved at baguio almost midnight..we stayed at nat's grandparents' house..&lt;br /&gt;the girls had an own room..the guys were all together in the next room..we woke up late in the morning maybe because we were all tiered from the trip and its very cold!we're not used to that kind of weather..&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the water was very cold! and I mean COLD! is there an ice berg from the source of the water there??ahaha &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the house late in the morning..our first stop was SM Baguio..we were all joking "dumayo pa ng Baguio para lan sa SM..parang alang SM sa manila ah! *laughs* " hehe we just went there to eat lunch..i saw my club adviser, sir santi and the other members of DG in SM Baguio..what a coinsidence! ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i will tell the story of our whole trip..that will be too long..&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make the long story short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we really enjoyed our stay there! we went to take a bike ride,a swing in the park,boat ride and more.. we had more bonding moments there! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the original plan was, they will leave baguio at night and i will leave at noon..but it turned out..dadi chef (marlon), nash and myrtle joined me..so the four of us left baguio by noon and the others left late in the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i arrived here in our house 2 hours before my parents arrived..thank God! ehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-9014425561221001877?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/9014425561221001877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=9014425561221001877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/9014425561221001877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/9014425561221001877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2007/10/sweet-escape-2.html' title='sweet escape 2..'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-8756068871959027402</id><published>2007-10-18T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T20:15:04.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;at long last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after months of thinking and planning of going to baguio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally..we made it! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first we thought that for the second time,we will not be able to go. the first time we planned to go to baguio was last summer..we said we will go there for a day or two to have our vacation..but sadly, we are not able to persue. because we finished our required summer classes late last may. its not actually late, but we have to go home to our pronvinces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the late weeks of september, they planned of going to baguio. at first we all agreed to come. but during the second week of october, our CEO (cheferd en-charge officer) aaron a.k.a papi sent a group message saying that our trip was again cancelled due to our hosts family problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 12th day of october, there are no classes because it is the end of Ramadan, dadi chef (marlon; chef) texted me asking if they can take a swim that day here in our building. I said yes, they can so aaron,gelo,nat,niño,marlon and myrtle came here. we played in the pool and the favorite 'it' was nat or aaron.. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt; after playing we decided to take the shower and eat. we ate at the eatery near our building and there we palnned our sem break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the topic about the trip to baguio was opened. then we asked our friend the reason why we can't go to baguio and he explained. we all agreed to give our trip to baguio a reconsideration. we also have a plan B and C. the plan B was instead of baguio,we will go to nueva viscaya, in gelo's place and the plan C was Enchanted Kingdom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday,october 13, we received a group message from our CEO (aaron)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*to be continued..ang ingay na dito sa unit eh..andito na xe cla..hehe*&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/34333520-8756068871959027402?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/8756068871959027402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=8756068871959027402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/8756068871959027402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/8756068871959027402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2007/10/sweet-escape.html' title='sweet escape'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-632025656412638434</id><published>2007-10-11T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T22:34:40.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  hmmpf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i am really disappointed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i was looking forward for our trip to baguio that was suppose to be next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sad part is, for the second time..our trip is canceled due to our host's family problem..hayysh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but as we always do, we always have our plan B..which is not yet sure but its in our plan whether we will:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;rent a private pool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;swimming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EK (enchanted kingdom)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anything will do for me..as long as we have our outing together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;again, im looking forward for next weeks outing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-632025656412638434?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/632025656412638434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=632025656412638434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/632025656412638434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/632025656412638434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2007/10/disappointed.html' title='disappointed'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-5894894899792096014</id><published>2007-10-09T23:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:06:39.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sem break..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;" class="entry-content"&gt;   &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;    &lt;p&gt;its been a while..&lt;br /&gt;i think i forgot about the time..its already almost the of the semester..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;back in june, I almost don't want to go to school becuase I am an irregular student this year while I was suppose to be a junior. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;everytime i see my classmates and friends' pictures..i envy them..they are all regular third year students..i was suppose to be one of them.. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;at first i thought i won't enjoy in my new school..i can say that I always have a bad start every time i transfer..when I was in elementary, I have two schools same as in my high school..and now..I again, have two schools. two schools every chapter of my life?? haish! its kinda tiering..i always have to adjust..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;every school i've been to, i ALWAYS have an issue..tsk tsk aren't they tiered of making new issues of me??evry semester..am i that famous??hehe &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt; i just laugh every time i hear an issue about me..its always "she's like this..she's like that..she and blah blah are dating" oh what so ever! i just say to my self..'they'll get tiered of it..and leave you alone' .. well as i see it, they do get tiered..i hope they'll have a nice time to relax..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss my buddies in every school that i've been..but now I can say that I'm contented where I am..I have friends here..there are young ladies and gentlemen that are crazy, jolly,fun to be with and weird like me. in short, 1c and the others are there..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i'm gonna miss you guys..all the talks, jokes and crazy stuffs we shared..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i want to be a regular third year,but i want you guys to be my blockmates?hehe its just that, I am more comfortable with you guys than the other sections im in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hope will be classmates next semester..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;till next semester guys..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;do take good care of your selves..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-5894894899792096014?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/5894894899792096014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=5894894899792096014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/5894894899792096014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/5894894899792096014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2007/10/sem-break.html' title='sem break..'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-8595746017744802445</id><published>2007-10-09T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:05:51.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kakaasar ah! hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ayy naku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;susukuan ko na tong account na 'to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ang hirap iopen! ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;kung di ko pa talaga to naopen kanina..di na ko magbblog dito! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-8595746017744802445?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/8595746017744802445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=8595746017744802445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/8595746017744802445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/8595746017744802445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2007/10/kakaasar-ah-hehe.html' title='kakaasar ah! hehe'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-1460943635400517051</id><published>2007-09-25T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T03:14:19.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kuya fjords..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ai naku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;kaya ako tinatamad magblog dito eh..akalain mong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;indi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; ko nanaman maopen 'tong account ko kanina..tama naman username at password ko..hayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;kakawindang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;musta ka naman?? as far as i know..kau lan dalawa ni momi kookoo nakakaalam na my account ako dito..(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i mean nagvisit nito..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;) hayyy..buti pa sa multiply..( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i-compare daw ba?hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;nagbblog lan naman ako pag ala ako magawa o gusto ko maglabas ng sama ng loob eh.. pag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;emo mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; ba..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hayy..geh..hanggang sa susunod na makapag open ako ng blog ko dito..hehe ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;thanks nga pala sa pagvisit.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-1460943635400517051?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/1460943635400517051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=1460943635400517051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/1460943635400517051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/1460943635400517051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2007/09/kuya-fjords.html' title='kuya fjords..'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-3551123373941973342</id><published>2007-09-25T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T03:04:14.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sectorcon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the sector conference was held last september 16, 2007 at st. paul university..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;karyl and i went together to st. paul while kuya lyzander and ate coleen just followed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the other escolarians can't come because they was attending their sectorcon in their services.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;we don't have a picture with kuya lyzander because he left early because he has a duty to attend to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;next time..we will have a picture together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;go escolarians! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-3551123373941973342?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/3551123373941973342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=3551123373941973342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/3551123373941973342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/3551123373941973342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2007/09/sectorcon.html' title='sectorcon'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-7305056663036797742</id><published>2007-08-26T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T05:44:37.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>matagal na rin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;matagal na kong di nagbblog dito..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;xe naman andaming pabago bago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;kakatamad ayusin..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tsaka mas nag eenjoy ako sa multiply account ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;xe feeling ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ala nagbabasa ng blogs ko dito kaya un..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ewan ko kung anu naisip ko kaya magbblog na ko ulet dito..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;siguro dahil nalaman kong may account din dito si momi kookoo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ewan..siguro gusto ko pa madagdagan mga vnivisit kong sites..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-7305056663036797742?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/7305056663036797742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=7305056663036797742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/7305056663036797742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/7305056663036797742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2007/08/matagal-na-rin.html' title='matagal na rin..'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-116160632801349408</id><published>2006-10-23T05:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T05:25:28.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i did nOt expeCt this.. :c</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this day is full of tears for all of us..we all did not expect this to happen..our block is full of love and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we planned to keep the block but we were dissappointed.we are now scattered into many blocks. :c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I honestly did not expect to see you guys cry about the results of our block. it was really hard to accept that we're not blockmates anymore.. :c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I did not expect that we will be this close to each other!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I will surely miss you guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sa tawanan,iyakan,kulitan,kalokohan,inuman at mga pagtitrip!!sobrang bonded na xe tau eh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monette,joyce,kate,karen,sheena,glaiza,tara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;-mamimiss ko mga kwentuhan natin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gelo,aaron,rhen,marlon,nat,nica,niño,zei,mak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;sobrang mamimiss ko mga bonding moments natin..lalo na my session!!ehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;karla,myrtle,orli,nash,ken,annalex,janua,te leah,jessamine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;-mamimiss q mga sharing moments natin kahit hindi tau ganun kaclose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gherome,roy,mcjayson,dayu,chester,max&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;-i will miss your company guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SA LAHAT NG A05B01!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH&lt;/strong&gt; FOR BEING PART OF MY LIFE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;kahit na aq ang nag iisang med tech sa block natin..you guys never treat me different ..thanks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i lOve yOu guys!!&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/34333520-116160632801349408?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/116160632801349408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=116160632801349408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/116160632801349408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/116160632801349408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-did-not-expect-this-c.html' title='i did nOt expeCt this.. :c'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-116160597518320810</id><published>2006-10-23T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T05:19:35.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my stars.. :c</title><content type='html'>oh how lonely the night is without the dazling stars..&lt;br /&gt;the three stars that i claimed..mine..&lt;br /&gt;oh how i miss my stars every night..&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to them when i dont feel like talking to anyone..&lt;br /&gt;to tell them whats been happening to me and how i feel..&lt;br /&gt;crying to them when i dont want others to know..&lt;br /&gt;and how i enjoy each night staring at them with the beautiful full moon..&lt;br /&gt;immagining things and thinking of what to do..&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can stare at them every night..&lt;br /&gt;and how i wish he still remember my stars..&lt;br /&gt;my dazling stars that represents me wherever he sees it..&lt;br /&gt;the stars who never leaves him for long..&lt;br /&gt;always there in the calm dark sky every night..&lt;br /&gt;waiting for him to look and smile..&lt;br /&gt;how i wish he smiles wherever he sees my stars that represents me in the calm dark sky of the night..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-116160597518320810?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/116160597518320810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=116160597518320810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/116160597518320810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/116160597518320810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-miss-my-stars-c.html' title='i miss my stars.. :c'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-116006501541360656</id><published>2006-10-05T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T09:16:55.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff tOy..</title><content type='html'>- helps anybOdy spend their leisure time&lt;br /&gt;- can be hugged and kissed by anyOne&lt;br /&gt;- can make anyOne smile&lt;br /&gt;- the One anybOdy can talk tO [even thOugh its nOt answering]&lt;br /&gt;- the One anybOdy can cry tO [when nObOdy is watching]&lt;br /&gt;- always there where yOu left it&lt;br /&gt;- the One yOu can play with&lt;br /&gt;- yOu can leave it anytime&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats a stuff tOy..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like One..&lt;br /&gt;the only difference is..&lt;br /&gt;im nOt numb!!&lt;br /&gt;i have feelings nOt like a stuff tOy..&lt;br /&gt;i feel really stupid!!&lt;br /&gt;many questiOns are inside my head..&lt;br /&gt;why didn't it last for even a week??..&lt;br /&gt;why dO yOu have tO say thOse wOrds??..&lt;br /&gt;why dO yOu have to say yOu prOmise??..&lt;br /&gt;why..did i believed in thOse??..&lt;br /&gt;yOu knOw hOw the wOrd PROMISE means tO me..&lt;br /&gt;i tried nOt tO believe..cOz i dOnt want tO be hurt..&lt;br /&gt;but still..a part Of me believed..&lt;br /&gt;crying is quite my hObby nOw..&lt;br /&gt;i cant get this situatiOn Out Of my head!!&lt;br /&gt;it really really hurts!!&lt;br /&gt;i cant make yOu lOve me like befOre..&lt;br /&gt;i dOnt knOw why i lOve yOu this much..&lt;br /&gt;i dOnt knOw why im in tO yOu..&lt;br /&gt;im just like yOur favOrite stuff tOy..&lt;br /&gt;im just arOund,willing tO listen..&lt;br /&gt;just like yOur stuff tOy.. :c&lt;br /&gt;cOz thats what i am tO yOu..&lt;br /&gt;a stuff tOy.. :c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-116006501541360656?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/116006501541360656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=116006501541360656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/116006501541360656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/116006501541360656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2006/10/stuff-toy.html' title='stuff tOy..'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-115994836854983947</id><published>2006-10-04T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T00:52:48.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions of a bitter heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;being bitter is the only way i can think of after a broken heart..&lt;br /&gt;i used to be bitter so that i can hide my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;after months of bitterness..&lt;br /&gt;i decided to stop..&lt;br /&gt;what a coinsidence that when i decided to stop&lt;br /&gt;you came.&lt;br /&gt;during the months that you are not mine..&lt;br /&gt;my feelings for you is still here with me..&lt;br /&gt;my feelings for you may not be the same but it was never gone.&lt;br /&gt;i cant do anything everytime i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;its crazy to pretend that i dont think of you..&lt;br /&gt;when i hear the songs that we used to share&lt;br /&gt;i try my best to hide the tears&lt;br /&gt;everytime i hear anyone say your name&lt;br /&gt;i cant help to turn around and look.&lt;br /&gt;everytime our friends will say your name&lt;br /&gt;i cant help to get quiet..and think of you..&lt;br /&gt;and now that your mine again..&lt;br /&gt;i cant help my self to get frightened..&lt;br /&gt;i fear to loose you..again..&lt;br /&gt;i fear to see you happy with someone else..&lt;br /&gt;no body understands what i feel.&lt;br /&gt;i cant explain my feelings..&lt;br /&gt;all i know is i still love you.. &lt;br /&gt;and i hope you still love me too.. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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heart..'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-115832030656902881</id><published>2006-09-15T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T04:38:26.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear fOOLishness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dear fOOLishness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can yOu heLp me and dO me a favOr??&lt;br /&gt;wiLL yOu pLease Leave me?? nOw..&lt;br /&gt;just pLease dO..&lt;br /&gt;i dOnt want this fOOLishness tO cOntinue..&lt;br /&gt;it reaLLy hurts me so much that i feeL stupid.. :c&lt;br /&gt;i hate this kind Of days..&lt;br /&gt;i feeL misserable..&lt;br /&gt;songs would join me in the middle of my confusions.&lt;br /&gt;What a bitter way of saying I’m missing someone!&lt;br /&gt;its just not that ObviOus..&lt;br /&gt;'cOz peOpLe arOund me,OnLy sees the jOLLy side Of me..&lt;br /&gt;they onLy see the jOLLy and pLayfuL LOurice..&lt;br /&gt;they dOnt reaLLy knOw what i feeL and hOw i feeL..  :c&lt;br /&gt;nO bOdy understand hOw I feel.. :c&lt;br /&gt;pLease grant my favOr and Leave me nOw..&lt;br /&gt;yOu reaLLy have tO Leave nOw..&lt;br /&gt;i wiLL reaLLy appreciate it..&lt;br /&gt;just pLease dO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34333520-115832030656902881?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/115832030656902881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=115832030656902881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/115832030656902881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/115832030656902881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2006/09/dear-foolishness.html' title='dear fOOLishness..'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-115815365707765055</id><published>2006-09-13T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T06:20:57.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'ber..Ü</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'ber months nanaman!!Ü&lt;br /&gt;cmula nanaman ng malamig na simoy ng hangin..ehehe&lt;br /&gt;nalalapit na rin ang pagtatapos ng semestreng ito..&lt;br /&gt;ilang linggo nalamang..&lt;br /&gt;ang lahat ng kabataan ay muli nanamang nasasabik sa araw na iyan..&lt;br /&gt;nasasabik na sila sa bakasyon kahit ilang linggo lamang ito..&lt;br /&gt;muli nanaman magkikita kita ang mga magkakaibigang pinagsama sama ng tadhana..&lt;br /&gt;pinagsama sama sa..&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;++&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;saya..&lt;br /&gt;lungkot..&lt;br /&gt;kalokohan..&lt;br /&gt;at kapraningan!!ehehe&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;muli nanaman nilang babalikan ang kanilang mga nakaraan..&lt;br /&gt;'reminice' ba..&lt;br /&gt;muli nanaman clang gagawa ng kung anu anong kalokohan..&lt;br /&gt;makikita mo nanaman silang nagkukwentuhan ng parang wala ng bukas..&lt;br /&gt;kwentuhang parang alang katapusan..&lt;br /&gt;un tipong di maubusan ng ikukwento..&lt;br /&gt;nanjan na ung mga biruan,&lt;br /&gt;*tatawa ka,kahit na corny*&lt;br /&gt;mga hirit habang nag iinuman,&lt;br /&gt;ang laglagan pag lasing na,&lt;br /&gt;ang di maiiwasang my umepal,&lt;br /&gt;at ang di mapigilang pagyayabang ng iba!ehehe&lt;br /&gt;haii..&lt;br /&gt;buhay nga naman natin oh!&lt;br /&gt;kahit na paulit ulit lan ang mga ngyayari,enjoy parin tau..&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;pagkalipas ng ilang linggong pag uwi sa kanya kanyang mga bayan/probinsya..&lt;br /&gt;muli nanamang babalik sa syodad upang muling masimulan ang panibagong semestre..&lt;br /&gt;muli nanaman lang magkikita kita ang mga ito pag dating ng huling buwan ng 'ber..&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;++&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;at ito ai ang desember..(ahaha bagong spelling!)&lt;br /&gt;muli nanamang magsisipag balikan ang mga lokong ito at mauulit nanaman ang mga nabanggit q sa itaas..(^_~)&lt;br /&gt;maari pang madadagdagan ang trip na kanilang gagawin..&lt;br /&gt;dahil pag napagkasunduan..&lt;br /&gt;mangangaroling pa ang mga ito!!ahaha&lt;br /&gt;at pag di ka sumama mangaroling sakanila..&lt;br /&gt;bahay mo ang uunahin nila!!ehehe&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;mga minamahal kong mga dating kamag aral, ka-eskwela, at mga kaibigan..&lt;br /&gt;ilang linggo nalang..&lt;br /&gt;dadating na aq!!ehehe&lt;br /&gt;ai kami pala!di nga lan pala aq ang dadating sa ating munting bayan..&lt;br /&gt;ang bayan ng daet..ehehe&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/34333520-115815365707765055?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/115815365707765055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=115815365707765055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/115815365707765055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/115815365707765055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/2006/09/ber_13.html' title='&apos;ber..Ü'/><author><name>riz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12118733981918042741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9250/6565mj1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34333520.post-115815357425470034</id><published>2006-09-13T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T06:19:34.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I wish you enough sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to help your attitude bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I wish you enough rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to help you appreciate the sun more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I wish you enough happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to keep your spirit alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I wish you enough pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I wish you enough gain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to satisfy your wanting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I wish you enough loss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to help you appreciate all that you posses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I wish you enough hellos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to get you through the final&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOODBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/34333520-115815357425470034?l=lorays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorays.blogspot.com/feeds/115815357425470034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34333520&amp;postID=115815357425470034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34333520/posts/default/115815357425470034'/><link 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