<?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-18443553</id><updated>2011-09-29T01:14:31.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in the abyss of thoughts...</title><subtitle type='html'>mali pa yung ispeling ng saranngola.. pasenxa na kung magulo yung mga sinasabi dito..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-3336964487162092624</id><published>2010-01-22T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:45:27.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing..</title><content type='html'>ewan. feeling ko ang evil ko na naman. pakiramdam ko wala akong ginagawang masama pero parang ang evil ko, labo noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon kasi habang wala akong ginagawa nasip kong magkalkal ng mga gamit ko sa bahay. tapos nakita ko yung backstabbing paper namin nung homeroom integration day... tapos naalala ko lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe. di ko sila masisisi kung bakit tinutukso nila akong iyakin "dati" (medyo tumigil na sila ngaun), kasi iyakin naman talaga ako. habang nagkukwento ako nung day na yun, kahit gaano ko pinipigilan yung luha ko, hindi ko magawa. may mga bagay kasi na alam mong hindi mo kayang ilabas pero yun ang dapat. sa palagay ko naman may katuturan yung pag-iyak ko dun, kahit paano naman siguro may natutunan sila sa akin noh. marami akong natutunan sa kanila. sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may isa kaming kaklase tapos hindi ko siya makalimutan kasi natakot ako sa kanya. sabi kasi sa "philosophy" niya, don't be too attached to your friends. basta ganun. may paikot-ng-computer-chair effect pa nung sinasabi niya yun. aaminin ko sobrang attached ako sa friends ko, as in. pag nagkaron ako ng kaibigan super pinapahalagahan ko talaga. sa dorm kasi, wala akong ibang pamilya kundi ang mga kaibigan ko. hindi ko maimagine ang sarili ko na walang kaibigan. nung narinig ko yung "philosophy" niya, inisip ko na baka ayaw niya sakin. alam niya naman ako, dakilang paranoid pagdating sa mga ganyan. bakit kaya niya nasabi yun? ewan ko rin. peo siguro meron siyang deep reason na sa kanya na lang dapat. may advantage din naman pag ganun, kunwari mag-away kayo ng friend mo (wag naman sana..) ay hindi ka gaanong masasaktan dahil hindi ka nga ganun ka attached sa kanya. sana dati pa lang nalaman ko na yun, kaya nga ako nag-iiiyak nung homeroom integ dahil hindi ko nakayanan ang ka-evilan na ginawa ng tinuring kong bestfriend ko dahil nga attached ako sa kanya. o, diba? may point xa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung isang kaklase ko naman ay naatakot na baka dumating ang panahon na iiwan siya ng mga kaberks niya for a reason. basta ganun. pinipilit ko naman sabihin sa kanya na kahit anong oras ay welcome siya sa amin, di na niya kailangan baguhin ang sarili niya para makibagay. di naman namin sinabing kelangan nyang maging babaeng bakla para makasama samin or sumting. mas astig nga kung makikilala namin siya kung ano siya talaga. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aion, ilang buwan na rin ang nakakalipas mula na marinig ko yun mula sa kanila.. at ngayong patapos na yung 3rd year, masasabi kong marami nang nagbago. mali rin pala yung mga iniisip ko tungkol sa kanila noon. masasabi kong kulang talaga ang isang taon para makilala namin ang isa't isa pero sa loob ng maikling panahon na iyon, nag-enjoy ako. pramis. not one section can compare to potassium. waah. ayan, maiiyak na naman ako. ayoko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-3336964487162092624?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3336964487162092624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=3336964487162092624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/3336964487162092624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/3336964487162092624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2010/01/reminiscing.html' title='reminiscing..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-209724677299422816</id><published>2009-10-05T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:33:54.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trigger</title><content type='html'>kumbaga sa baril, ako yung trigger. i've been told na malakas ang boses ko, and that was not the first time that a teacher told me how i interrupted our class with my loud voice. pero that was the first time na sobrang nagalit yung teacher tapos dinismiss niya yung class, AGAD, pati yung lab class niya nung hapon na yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hindi ko alam kung anong dapat kong ma-feel. in a way, nakakaguilty dun sa mga kaklase kong gustong matuto. taking into account kung gaano kabagal magturo yung teacher namin, yung 1 lost meeting na yun ay mahalaga. kung bagalan pa niya, sabi nga ng isa ko pang kaklase, baka next sem na kami matapos. pero hindi ako nagiguilty na malakas yung boses ko, kasi kahit anong gawin ko, ganun talaga ako. bata pa lang ako sinasabihan na ako na kailangan kong manahimik.. kahit sarili kong pamilya, gumagawa ng ways para mapatahimik ako... so ibig sabihin, kung magiguilty ako dahil sa malakas ang boses ko kanina, magiguilty ako all my life. gets? hindi ko siya kaya icontrol. pero ang alam kong kaya kong icontrol ay yung kung kailan ako dapat at hindi dapat nagsasalita. dyan pa siguro ako nagiguilty, pero hindi dahil malakas ang boses ko. haha. paikot-ikot lang yung sinabi ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;malas ko lang talaga na nagsalita ako nung medyo nanahimik na yung mga tao... edi bonggang-bonggang pangingibabaw ng boses ko. well, alam kong dapat akong mag-sorry, in the same sense na dapat magsorry kaming lahat na hindi nakikinig at may ibang ginagawa. well, wala pa naman kasing papakinggan kasi nandun lang siya sa board.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang guilty ay iba sa nakokosiyensya. hindi ako nakokonsiyensya na ipinakita kong hindi ako interesado kasi evil naman talaga ako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i just didn't like the way that addressed me... i mean lahat nung sinabi niya, sinabi niya sakin. yung "ang lakas kasi ng boses mo" akin talaga yun, pero yung lahat hindi naman. my b**** self got the better of me kaya nung sabihin niyang uwian na, ipinakita ko talagang nagliligpit na ako ng gamit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wala na. hindi ko rin gets yung point ng entry na ito. wala nga dapat ito kasi dapat ang ginagawa ko ngayon ay hum paper.. pero bago matapos, i think i owe my classmates an apology...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so imed, sorry. instead na tapos na yung lab niyo.. maeextend pa ng isang week.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-209724677299422816?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/209724677299422816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=209724677299422816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/209724677299422816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/209724677299422816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2009/10/trigger.html' title='trigger'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-4924812141027833525</id><published>2009-09-24T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T08:00:38.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 states</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;today was one of those days na gusto kong maalala kasi proud akong nasurvive ko siya. marami naman atang ganoong days, especially sa imed. haha. halimbawa na lamang ay sa monday. kalahati ng klase ay may reporting right before a major exam. so kumakamusta namang toxicity yan. ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;umaga, ok pa ako kasi nagising ako namang maaga para simulan ang biolab rep. usually pag monday, nagjijip ako kasi mabilis pa maaga, pero dahil na-engross ako sa paggawa ng biolab, nalate na ako ng alis ng bahay.. so LRT na lang. naabutan ko sa station si tristan, tapos sinamahan ko siya. edi nandun kami sa male area. tapos nakakaguilty kasi 2 trains na ata yung pwede siya makisiksik, kung hindi lang niya ako kasama. eh nagmamadali pa pala siya. bukod sa bayani si tristan kasi sa halip na mag-jip (dahil nagmamadali nga siya) ay naglakad siya para makasilong ako sa payong niya, ang point ko ay... emotional state #1: guilt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nagstart na maglecture si mam de vera, ok pa kasi nakukuha ko naman lahat. nang bigla siysang tumigil sa may bandang esopagus... dandandandan...... exam results! yung exam na pinaghandaan ko ng bonggang-bongga. nagstay ako sa medlib hanggang 9pm. ni-trans ko ang notes ko. sinagutan ko ang lahat ng homework. BUT NO! hindi ko ilalagay yung score ko pero i was 10 f***ing points lower than my second exam. bagong record. nabeat niya yung biolab second exam ko. ito na ngayon ang pinakamababa ko in my entire bio life. i know kadiri pero i as biting my finger, to keep myself from crying. plus ang aking nervous tick, ang pag-amoy sa buhok ko. habang nirerecall yung questions and answers, yun ang ginagawa ko.. while praying na hindi ko malampasan yung quota kong 1 failure a day (kasi alam kong ibibigay na in yung biolab). so again, ang point ko ay..&lt;br&gt;emotional state #2: self-pity.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;habang papunta ng lounge, nagrant ako kay mark r. hindi pa ako nakuntento. hinila ko pa yug buddy ko palabas ng MSU tapos dun ako nagant sa kanya para hindi ako marinig ng mga tao (na parang wala nang saysay kasi nilagay ko na rin ito sa blog ko so basically nagant na ako sa buong mundo). pagkatapos niya akong bigyan ng advice, sabi ko "buddy pa-hug naman.." tapos ni-hug niya ako at sabi niya "next time wag dito, masyadong public..." HAHAHA. need i say more?&lt;br&gt;emotional state #3: hiya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pagbalik ko sa lounge, ayaw talaga ng yahoo mail so nagcompshop na lang kami ni mark r. pagdating dun, nakita ko yung outlines na gawa ng groupmates ko tapos sobrang iba-iba ng format. yung iba kulang, yung iba sobra. pero yun naman ang job ko eh, so ok lang. tapos nalaman kong yung mga info na kailangan ko ay hindi nasend sa email ko. by then, i was silently summoning good mood kasi i was choosing over being angry at some of my groupmates for not doing what i expected or being angry at myself for not telling them what i expected. nanalo yung at myself. buti na lang. kasi as it turned out, wala naman pala talaga silang kasalanan pero they even tried to make up for it. so thanks natsci groupmates na makakabasa nito, and sorry na i haven't been the best leader i can be. so yun nga, after ko magcompshop, sobrang umuulan na pala. eh wala nga akong payong diba. mega sugod ako sa pazmen, hindi naman pala dun yung histo. so lalong najustify yung inis ko sa sarili ko. kaya ayan....&lt;br&gt;emotional state #4: naiinis.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pagkatapos ng histo, na may gwapong yoshitsune guy na may 24 karat gold glitters habang tumatalon nang mataas, hinintay ko si mark r. sa may biolab. ang tagal niya kaya nagpunta na lang ako sa alva (compshop na naman) para tapusin na yung outline. at natapos ko nga... nang maalala kong, may questions pa! for an hour siguro, dirediretso lang ako nag-imbento ng mga tanong na MC at T/F. minsan nga yung MC ginagawa kong fill in the blanks, at T/F na rin (like which of the ff. statements is true?). at hindi pa ako naglalunch nun. alam naman ng mga tao na iba ang effect sa akin ng gutom, napaka-detrimental niya kaya...&lt;br&gt;emotional state #5: pressured.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos biolab na. naayos naman yung natsci namin (thanks groupmates!). hindi ko na idedetail kasi medyo marami kaming ginawa sa biolab.. gaya ng job ni whatever na magsuck at magblow ng blood. kayo ha.... alam ko iniisip niyo. :)&lt;br&gt;gumawa ng solution gamit ang triple beam balance. first time ko yun, pramis. tapos siyempre, dumaldal like i always do. then.... biolab results! isa ang ang masasabi ko... YEY! kung anong ibinaba ko sa biolec, siyang itinaas ko sa biolab.. o higit pa. so YEY at emotional state #6: overjoyed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos natsci. reporting ng group 1. wala naman anything super remarkable bukod dun sa instance na napatunayan naming "great minds think alike". haha. funny lang na may mga instances pang ganun. yung after natsci ang mas funny. technically hindi siya after natsci pero after natsci ikiniwento sakin. hindi ko pwedeng ikwento kasi hindi ko nga naman kwento yun pero basta. napatunayan kong hindi lang ako ang nagkamali sa mga bagay-bagay sa world, di ba tristan? hahahahahahaha. sorry na, funny lang talaga.&lt;br&gt;emotional state #7: relieved and "amazed". :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang haba naman ng entry na ito. medyo isang oras ko rin ito ginawa. pero ok lang. nag-enjoy naman ako sa pagrecount ng mga emotional states that i've been through today. sana lang magawa ko nang maayos ang p6 labrep at makadiscuss kami ng matino bukas for our analysis.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;good night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-4924812141027833525?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4924812141027833525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=4924812141027833525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/4924812141027833525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/4924812141027833525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2009/09/7-states.html' title='7 states'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6373947641884227041</id><published>2009-09-17T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T05:42:23.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wala akong sasabihin..</title><content type='html'>..kundi SALAMAT IPC-MATES. yeah. the eight of you. at to sir/dr. leslie din, kung mabasa niyo man po blog ko. thanks for all the understanding, patience, concern, appreciation and love. i couldn't thank you enough. i also couldn't imagine how yesterday's class would be if you were not my IPC-mates. despite everything.. oh, EVERYTHING that happened, i wouldn't have it any other way. ngayon ko lang kasi naprocess yung mga bagay-bagay.. pinostpone ko muna kasi may biolec. naisip kong it was a huge step, at least for me. sori naman dito na lang ako nag-state of the IPC class address. kahit puro ____ lang nagawa ko kahapon, sana may natutunan rin kayo from me kasi honestly, ang dami kong natutunan from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ayan ha, confidential talaga. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit marami pa naman akong chance kasi magkakasama naman ata tayo forever, gusto ko lang sabihin na mahal na mahal ko kayong lahat. seryoso. *hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not just looking on the brighter side. this is looking at the bigger picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan, may happy entry na yung blog ko. after a series of sad entries. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks nga rin pala sa block13. sana magawa natin yun more often. not the race ha, yung mga laro natin after. eric, the cartwheel lord. :)&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-6373947641884227041?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6373947641884227041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=6373947641884227041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6373947641884227041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6373947641884227041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2009/09/wala-akong-sasabihin.html' title='wala akong sasabihin..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6081132275659173123</id><published>2009-08-20T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T05:53:22.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up..</title><content type='html'>isa't kalahating buwan na pala akong walang nasusulat sa planner ko. as in. dati para xang diary in bullet form, may keywords lang na magpapaalala sakin nung mga nangyari sa day na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung una nakakasulat pa ko everyday, bago ako matulog. nung magstart na maging toxic, parang every weekend na lang. ang hirap nga magrecount ng mga nangyari ng buong week, pero pinipilit ko pa rin. or pag wala na talagang time, nirerecord ko na lang (mas mabilis ikwento kaysa isulat). tapos dati every week may collage ako ng pics kasi everyday ko naman dala cam ko. ngayon, sa sobrang parati ko na syang nakakalimutan dalhin, namisplace ko na yung battery ng cam ko, kaya mas lalo ko na hindi nadadala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. nanghihinayang lang ako sa memories. LU2 na kasi eh, next year 'tunay na med' na. medyo hiwa-hiwalay na rin kami, at masasabi ko ngayon na mahalaga sakin yung bawat memory (short-term or long-term haha) na magagawa ko with imed. kahit most of those memories ay acads-related, iba pa rin yung pakiramdam ng memories with people who share the same goal, to be a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i have a lot of catching up to do. again, not in the acads part. i want to catch up with other people. feeling ko kasi i tend to focus so much on my life, na para bang nalalampasan na ako nung opportunities to learn from others. and to do that, i must interact with them/you. and to interact with them/you kailangan friends kami/tayo. kaya pagpasensyahan nyo na pag minsan FC (feeling close, in case you don't know what that means) ako. kahit hindi lahat ng oras masaya kami, mahal ko pa rin ang 2015.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halata bang bum mode ako ngayon? hehe. saka na lang si hyman, pagtapos ko mag-emo. joke. wala lang. inieexercise ko lang ang aking limbic system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta dapat magsusulat/magrerecord na ako ulit. tapos pics. gusto ko ng bagong cam. haha. at gagawa ng more meaningful memories with imed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUBLIC ADVISORY:&lt;br /&gt;hoy mga friendliness! miss ko na kayo. alam nyo na kung sino kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa pang PUBLIC ADVISORY:&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday Marianne! miss na kita! labyu. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan. babay.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-6081132275659173123?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6081132275659173123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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irony</title><content type='html'>minsan talaga dumadating yung point sa buhay mo na narerealize mong iba na yung pinaniniwalaan mo ngayon sa pinaniniwalaan mo dati. alam kong mas tama yung dati, pero mas masaya ako sa ngayon. may part na namimiss ko yung dati kong 'paniniwala' kasi noon hindi pa komplikado ang lahat. pag may tanong ako, nasasagot at nakukuntento ako. pag di naman masagot, ayos lang rin kasi naniniwala naman ako sa Kanya eh. blind faith ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iniisip ko tuloy kung bakit ako lumayo sa Kanya. kasi kung alam ko yung rason, pag naalis ko yung harang na yun, edi ok na lahat. ang kaso, hindi ko alam. wala naman daw tupang naligaw tapos di nakabalik. how i wish ganun lang yun kasimple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may point din na naenlighten na ako. yung tipong 'babaguhin ko na yung buhay' ko.. then poof! it became koko crunch. may nangyari tapos parang natabunan lahat ng enlightenment ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag dating sa paggawa ng mga supposedly maling bagay, depende naman yan sa kung gaano kalupit ang diyos mo (take note: small d). yun ay kung may takot ka sa diyos na pinaniniwalaan mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan. hindi siguro lahat ng alam kong utos Niya ay utos Niya talaga. yung iba siguro dun misinterpretation na lang ng mga tao. after all, tao pa rin naman sila.. tayo. o baka gusto ko lang mabawasan yung pagka-mali nung mali ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mukhang matagal pa ulit bago ko makapag-isip ng mga ganito. maiintindihan naman siguro Niya na kailangan ko munang ipostpone ang pagmumuni-muni ko kasi toxic na uli ang mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. wala lang yan. isa yang malaking inside joke na Siya at ako lang ang makakagets. :) &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-7375331507258735523?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-7234565261275048952</id><published>2009-08-17T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:40:06.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the irony</title><content type='html'>minsan talaga dumadating yung point sa buhay mo na narerealize mong iba na yung pinaniniwalaan mo ngayon sa pinaniniwalaan mo dati. alam kong mas tama yung dati, pero mas masaya ako sa ngayon. may part na namimiss ko yung dati kong 'paniniwala' kasi noon hindi pa komplikado ang lahat. pag may tanong ako, nasasagot at nakukuntento ako. pag di naman masagot, ayos lang rin kasi naniniwala naman ako sa Kanya eh. blind faith ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iniisip ko tuloy kung bakit ako lumayo sa Kanya. kasi kung alam ko yung rason, pag naalis ko yung harang na yun, edi ok na lahat. ang kaso, hindi ko alam. wala naman daw tupang naligaw tapos di nakabalik. how i wish ganun lang yun kasimple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may point din na naenlighten na ako. yung tipong 'babaguhin ko na yung buhay' ko.. then poof! it became koko crunch. may nangyari tapos parang natabunan lahat ng enlightenment ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag dating sa paggawa ng mga supposedly maling bagay, depende naman yan sa kung gaano kalupit ang diyos mo (take note: small d). yun ay kung may takot ka sa diyos na pinaniniwalaan mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan. hindi siguro lahat ng alam kong utos Niya ay utos Niya talaga. yung iba siguro dun misinterpretation na lang ng mga tao. after all, tao pa rin naman sila.. tayo. o baka gusto ko lang mabawasan yung pagka-mali nung mali ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mukhang matagal pa ulit bago ko makapag-isip ng mga ganito. maiintindihan naman siguro Niya na kailangan ko munang ipostpone ang pagmumuni-muni ko kasi toxic na uli ang mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. wala lang yan. isa yang malaking inside joke na Siya at ako lang ang makakagets. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-7234565261275048952?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7234565261275048952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=7234565261275048952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7234565261275048952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7234565261275048952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-2439051592229222544</id><published>2009-08-05T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T04:05:54.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paramore + No Doubt. cool. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTIxlBQOQOA&amp;color1=0x6699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTIxlBQOQOA&amp;color1=0x6699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-2439051592229222544?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2439051592229222544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=2439051592229222544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/2439051592229222544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/2439051592229222544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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night&lt;br&gt; I'm listening to the kind of music she doesnt like&lt;br&gt; And she'll never know your story like I do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts&lt;br&gt; She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br&gt; Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;br&gt; That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans&lt;br&gt; I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;br&gt; Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself&lt;br&gt; Hey isnt this easy?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;br&gt; I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down&lt;br&gt; You say you find I know you better than that&lt;br&gt; Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;br&gt; She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br&gt; Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;br&gt; That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see? &lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Standin by, waiting at your back door&lt;br&gt; All this time how could you not know that?&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night&lt;br&gt; I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry&lt;br&gt; I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams&lt;br&gt; I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you?&lt;br&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Standing by or waiting at your back door&lt;br&gt; All this time how could you not know that&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br&gt;wala lang. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-2574051101627132654?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2574051101627132654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=2574051101627132654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/2574051101627132654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/2574051101627132654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-for-him.html' title='song for him'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-305620077066677559</id><published>2009-02-08T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T07:21:14.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>salamat sa y!m. grabe. this is my happiest night in three weeks. "nakausap" ko ulit ang mga taong pinakanakakakilala sa akin. kahit hindi ko sila madalas nakakasama, nararamadan kong mahal nila ako. :) salamat friends. iba talaga effect niyo sakin. kita niyo, napasulat tuloy ako ng blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i really feel like... myself. alam kong wala akong tinatago kapag kayo ang kasama/kausap ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i love you friends. i love ym's computer call rin. :)&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-305620077066677559?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/305620077066677559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=305620077066677559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/305620077066677559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/305620077066677559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-4383994275435971230</id><published>2009-02-07T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:14:02.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCR is back! :)</title><content type='html'>  &lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/JtteufgsqU/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/v/JtteufgsqU/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/mychemicalromance/video/4ZKmmYyR/my_chemical_romance_desolation_row_music_video/"&gt;Desolation Row - My Chemical Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They made this Bob Dylan cover for the soundtrack of the movie, Watchmen. :)&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-4383994275435971230?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4383994275435971230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=4383994275435971230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/4383994275435971230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/4383994275435971230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2009/02/mcr-is-back.html' title='MCR is back! :)'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-8811226372133728059</id><published>2009-01-17T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T03:21:26.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unsent letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;haha. hindi ko alam kung bakit naiisip ko na naman pagtatapat, gaya ng ginawa ko dati. binigla ko yung isang tao nung sabihin ko sa kanyang gusto ko siya. sinabi ko yun pagkatapos kong ipakita sa kanya yung pinaghirapan kong collage na puro mukha niya. haha. nakakatawa kaya yung reaksyon niya nun. dapat nga ipapakita ko sa kanya yung private multiply album ko, na puro mukha niya kaso sabi niya wala raw siyang multiply.. so ayun, ginawa kong collage tapos inupload ko sa isang file hosting site. nagIM ako sa kanya tapos binigay ko yung link nung picture. sa ym ako nagtapat. hahaha. at kahit ngayon hindi ko pa rin maisip kung bakit ko yun ginawa. kaya nga naguguluhan ako ngayon kasi nafifeel ko na namang ulitin siya. ayoko naman kasing malalaman mo na 'ginusto' kita, mas maganda yung malaman mong 'gusto' kita. wala kasing thrill pag tapos na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pero matalino ka naman, hindi ako naniniwalang hindi mo pa alam. kung yung mga ibang tao nga napansin nila, at wala na akong ibang nagawa kundi aminin, ikaw pa kaya. pwede rin namang ayaw mo lang pansinin. o pwede ring ayaw mong maniwala. o pwede ring ayaw mo. [period!] ewan ko. kahit marami tayong napapag-uusapan, malamang hindi yun kasali di ba? haha. hindi naman ako makakaramdam ng ganito kung hindi ka iba eh. iba sa paraang maganda, hindi iba as in weird. unang pagkakaiba ay ikaw pa lang talaga yung naging inspirasyon ko. yung tipong pag inisip kita, mapapapaaral talaga ako. hindi yun sapilitan gaya dati na kelangan ko pang sabihin sa sarili ko na mag-aral para mapatunayang yung taong gusto ko ay inspirasyon at hindi sagabal. marami pang ibang pagkakaiba. hindi ka drummer, hindi ka artista, hindi ka gitarista, hindi ka gwapo, hindi ka cute, hindi ka kwela. ikaw na ang pinakanormal o pinakapayak o pinakasimple na nagustuhan ko. pero yung pinakagusto kong kinaiba mo ay yung totoo ka. masaya ako na lahat ng nakikita ko sayo ay totoo, na bahagi ka ng mundo ko. ibig kong sabihin, naaabot kita. nakakausap. nakikita.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nabanggit ko nga na pumapasok na naman sa isip ko yung pagtatapat, pero asa namang gawin ko yun. nasa katinuan pa naman ako. at kahit ngayon ko lang naramdaman yung ganitong nararamdaman ko, hindi pa ako handang ipahiya ang sarili ko. totoo nga siguro yung sabi nung mga baraha, na takot akong pumili. siguro ito na yung pagpipilian ako, kung sasabihin ko o hindi. kung tutuusin hindi naman kailangan eh, wala naman akong gustong mangyari. gusto ko ganito lang. baka kaya ko 'to sinulat para dito ko ituon yung naiisip kong pagtatatapat. o baka masyado lang kitang iniisip. ewan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nalampasan ko na yung bahagi ng kakornihan. ganun naman parati pag nagkakagusto sa isang tao, bigla-bigla nagiging korni. tapos na ako dun. hindi na ganun kababaw yung nararamdaman ko para masabing "ikaw ang nagbibigay ng ngiti sa aking puso" o "sa araw-araw, ang nagpapabangon sa akin ay yung ideya na makikita kita ulit". pag binabalikan ko yung mga panahong nasabi ko yun habang iniisip kita, nandidiri ako. sa ngayon, ang dialog ko ay, "dahil sa'yo kakayanin ko ang pitong taon"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ilalagay ko 'to sa blog ko para pag nabasa mo, baka bigla mong mapagtanto na minsan kasi kahit hindi ka na lumingon, makikita mo yung hinahanap mo. nakakatawa lang isipin na kahit anong pilit kong tigilan, kung kailan mawawala na, saka ka naman nagbibigay ng rason para ipagpatuloy ko. parating ganun. sana sa susunod na pagkakataong sasabihin ko sa sarili kong "wag na", sayo na galing yung rason. ikaw mismo ang magpapakita sakin na wala namang patutunguhan yung nararamdaman ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;basta babawiin kita. haha. nagseselos ako. kadiri.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sige, yun lang muna, gagawa pa ako ng chemlab report .  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-8811226372133728059?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8811226372133728059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=8811226372133728059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/8811226372133728059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/8811226372133728059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2009/01/unsent-letter.html' title='unsent letter'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6872502410883426035</id><published>2009-01-09T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:09:12.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>frog at crap</title><content type='html'>ayan na ang pamalit ko sa f*ck.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nakakainis. ang tanga ko. kahapon kasi pumunta ako sa makati shang mag-isa. umalis ako pagkatapos agad ng class so mga 5:30 nasa may glorietta na ako. nagpalibot-libot muna ako dun para magpalipas ng oras, hanggang tawagan ako ng mga friends ko na malapit na sila. mula dun sa part ng music one at powerbooks, pumunta ako sa kabilang side, sa may sm. nadaanan ko yung car show sa ground floor.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos ngayon, pumunta ako sa bloomfields forums, nakita kong 6pm kahapon tumugtug sila for the car show! dun mismo sa glorietta! nagpalibot-libot lang ako, sinayang ko ang pagkakataong mapanood ulit si rocky collado. waaaaaah. sad talaga. medyo late na nagstart yung debut.. sana nagstay muna ako sa glorietta at pinanood sila. kaso nga tanga ako, kaya hindi ko alam. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-6872502410883426035?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6872502410883426035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=6872502410883426035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6872502410883426035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6872502410883426035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2009/01/frog-at-crap.html' title='frog at crap'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-7744710046075768374</id><published>2008-12-31T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T09:56:21.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome 2009!</title><content type='html'>happy new year! yey. buti hindi pa ako inaantok. ang sarap kaya matulog after kumain nang masarap. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na pantayan ang lahat ng naidulot sa akin ng taong 2008. baka ako lang ang ganito ang pananaw pero parang 2008 yung pinakamabilis na taon.. kasi parang ang daming nangyari sa loob ng maikling panahon. siguro dahil sa transition from high school to college. nakakatuwa makakita ng pagbabago (for better) ng ibang tao pero mas nakakatuwa pag nakikita mo yung mga pagbabago sa sarili mo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na ipakita sa akin yung mga "bagay" na hindi naipakita ng 2008.. mga rason na hindi napagtanto, mga tanong na hindi nasagot,  mga pangyayaring hindi naipaliwanag. umayos ka 2009. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. ng bato bato pik! haha. sana maging masaya, makabuluhan (?), weird, makulit at hindi boring ang darating na taon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na patirin ako. kasi hindi naman ako pwedeng bumangon kung hindi ako nadapa. :) sana turuan niya akong huwag sayangin ang bawat segundong ibibigay niya sa akin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na magpapunta pa ng mas maraming bands dito sa Pilipinas. :) sana makit ko ulit ang MCR. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ito ang favorite year ko. dapat. kasi ito ang year na magiginvg 17 ako.. 17 is my favorite number. haha. labo. pero "gagalingan" ko talaga ang year na ito [hindi lang 'to sa acads nag-aaply ha].&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay. ang bangag ko na. 2 AM na tapos ayoko pa matulog.&lt;br&gt;..uhmmm...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;happy new year sa inyong lahat!!!!  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-7744710046075768374?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7744710046075768374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=7744710046075768374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7744710046075768374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7744710046075768374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-2009.html' title='welcome 2009!'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-259619872761194896</id><published>2008-12-25T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:01:11.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite rocky video. haha. :)</title><content type='html'>satisfaction. oh yeah. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/04GkRUzzQ44&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/04GkRUzzQ44&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-259619872761194896?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/259619872761194896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=259619872761194896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/259619872761194896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/259619872761194896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favorite-rocky-video-haha.html' title='my favorite rocky video. haha. :)'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-1801916575919355509</id><published>2008-12-24T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:47:48.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another rocky video</title><content type='html'>here's another video of the bloomfields (pero mostly si rocy lang) playing the song na nagpaskat sa kanila.. ale. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KsFh8_FAbjk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KsFh8_FAbjk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-1801916575919355509?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1801916575919355509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=1801916575919355509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1801916575919355509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1801916575919355509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-rocky-video.html' title='another rocky video'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-5572524655953435795</id><published>2008-12-22T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:30:46.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Rocky (aka bloomfields drummer guy) - a video</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;ang bagal magpost ng video sa multiply kaya sa youtube na lang ako nag-post. :))&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Wug_f41xoM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Wug_f41xoM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;one out of the ten videos na nakuha ko kagabi (na bloomfields), ito yung the best kasi eto yung tumitingin si rocky (drummer guy) sa camera, at hindi lang siya tumitingin.. nagpoproject siya. so there. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-5572524655953435795?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5572524655953435795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=5572524655953435795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/5572524655953435795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/5572524655953435795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-rocky-aka-bloomfields-drummer-guy.html' title='Oh Rocky (aka bloomfields drummer guy) - a video'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-5383065689455816261</id><published>2008-12-17T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T04:12:08.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last week of classes (?) for 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;week-end&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i became as nerdy as i can be. nagkaroon ako ng bagong motivation sa pag-aaral. medyo naging effective siya, medyo lang kasi nanood pa rin ako ng hsm 2 sa disney channel at hindi ko agad tinapos yung bio hw. pero masipag na ako sa lagay na yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;buong saturday, bio. sunday morning, math. sunday night, bio uli. tapos biglang ay nagtext na merong kom3 class ng 7 am. waah! nainis talaga ako kasi imbis na itutulog ko na lang, ipapasok ko pa sa kom. kamusta naman yun?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;monday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;good news, may chem lab! wala akong dalang lab gown at lab notebook at lab manual. may math class rin kaya talagang mas onti na ang oras kong mag-aral ng math. naghintay kami ng matagal para sa aming kom teacher na sobrang kinaiinisan ko (noon). dumating siya pero sarado parin yung classroom kasi wala pa rin yung person na magbubukas. nagspeech muna siya sa amin. humingi siya ng paumanhin para sa mga araw na hindi kami nagklase (tapos hindi niya kami nasabihan). ilang beses na rin yung pumasok kami, hada na magreport, dala ang lahat ng props.. tapos wala siya. nagulat ako nung naiiyak na siya. nagawa niyang ilahad sa amin ang isang maselang bahagi ng buhay niya, yung pagkakasakit ng kapatid niya. may cancer tapos nagmetastasize na sa buto. kaya siya parating wala kasi kailangan siya ng kapatid niya. nahiya ako. naisip kong ang close-minded ko nung naiinis ako sa kanya. di naman kami close pero naramdaman ko yung paghihirap niya dahil nakikita niyang nahihirapan yung kapatid niya. ang sama ng tingin ko sa sarili, kasi ang sama ko naman talaga. hanggang ngayon binabagabag pa rin ako ng konsiyensiya ko na nagalit ako sa kanya for no real reason.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;no comment sa bio exam. medyo marami rin akong katangahan, pero ok naman siya. sana magpay-off yung ginawa kong pag-aaral.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;matagal na break after ng bio bago mag chem lab. ni hindi man lang ako nakapagsagot ng isang dep-ex. habang walang ginagawa, nakipagkasundo ako sa 3 ko pang kaklase na dapat isang beses sa isang linggo ay makagawa kami ng akda (tula o maikling kwento). matagal na rin akong hindi nagsusulat. ang huli kong naisulat ng tula ay yung tulang ginamit ng maSKara nung magtanghal kami sa bantayog ng mga bayani nung 4th year. bali isa't kalahating taon na akong walang nasusulat na tula. sana kaya ko pa rin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;may chem lab. dapat. pero hindi dumating yung teacher namin hanggang walk-out time. masaya naman kasi nagkantahan kami (ang pampalipas oras ng block namin). tapos ang weird talaga kasi parang gusto kong manakit ng tao. sabi ko nga sa kanila "i feel violent" at naghahanap ako ng pwedeng punching bag. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ayos naman yung math class. haha. ang cute talaga ni sir jobert.:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tuesday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;math exam na ang tagal rin bago nagsimula. lecheng signum yan. nakakainis talaga. wala na akong pag-asa maka-1.75 man lang. parang bumalik ako sa estado ko noon sa math 17, barely passing. akala ko pa naman iba na ngayon kasi naiintindihan ko na yung lesson. hindi ko yun naiintindihan nung pinag-aaralan ko sa pisay tapos ngayon gets ko na (or so i think) pero hindi pa rin sapat. haay. wala na akong magagawa kahit magrant ako ngayon kasi tapos na siya. ibinuhos ko na lag ang frustration ko sa pag eat-all-i-can. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang sarap ng mga pagkain. nakakaguilty lang kasi hindi ko na naubos yung huli kong kinuha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos naging basura yung bio hw ko. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pumunta ako ng rob kasama ang 2 tao para bumili ng gifts. at sucessful ako kasi nagustuhan ng mga binigyan ko yung gifts ko sa kanila.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then happiness, with bulette and kim.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;umapaw sa tatlong k ang aming pagsasama: kulitan, kwentuhan, at KAIN (yan talaga yung pinakamahalaga).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wednesday = fun!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hello diliman! haha. where i belong. nung tumambay kami sa casaa, nakita namin si ramon bautista (palistuhan nescafe). tapos syempre ang dami ko uli nakitang pisay batchmates.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos surprise para sa bday girl sa may track oval.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos bonding with bandmates kim, bulette and ada (room 210) plus an honorary member. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos sunken garden! grabe. nakakarelax humiga dun at pagmasdan ang mga ulap na mukhang painting. nafeel ko talagang i belong sa up diliman.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos giselle my labs!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos may kuyang intsik na lumapit samin at hinikayat kaming sumali sa IYF. nakakatuwa siya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos alas-tres na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;lantern parade.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;humiwalay na ako sa aking mga beloved friends para sumama sa parade with college of med. ang konti namin kasi halos puro LU1 at LU2 lang ang nandun taos ilang profs and admin. pero masaya kasi kahit onti kami, pinilit namin magcheer with all our hearts and souls.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ko-kolehiyo ng medisina (4x)&lt;br&gt;matatapang,matatalino walang takot kahit kanino&lt;br&gt;hindi hindi kami magnunursing&lt;br&gt;ganyan kaming mga taga-medicine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;up 100, up 100&lt;br&gt;up med 103! up med 103!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;a lalalala med! woo!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;atbp. kahit nakakapagod, sobrang nagenjoy ako kasi nakita ko ang MGA high school crushes ko, pati yung upper year na nung 2ndyr ko pa huling nakita. grabe, gwapo pa rin siya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pagtapos ng parade, andun lang kami sa may gilid ng univ ave, dapat manonood ng fireworks display until nagdecide nang umuwi ang mga tao. bago umuwi, sinindihan muna namin yung mga sparklers na dapat nung parade pero hindi nasindihan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos uwian na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tulog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hindi na ako masyadong affected ngayon. siguro nasanay na lang ako na either yung crush ko yung heartthrob o may crush siya sa isang heartthrob. makakalimutan ko rin yun/siya over the vacation kasi hindi ko siya makikita.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;friends, salamat talaga for making my day super happy. hindi ko makakalimutan yun. hindi ko alam kung kelan ko kayo ulit makakabonding nang ganun katagal pero sana mas madalas natin yun magawa. malay niyo isang araw bigla na lang uli ako sumulpot sa diliman at hindi na bumalik sa upm. haha. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mahal na mahal ko kayo. alam niyo yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;waah. mamimiss ko ang nails ko. ginupit ko siya kanina kasi kelangan ko maglaba. pero tinira kong mahaba yung sa left index finger para pag nag-gigitara ako hindi na ako gagamit ng pick.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;national anthem ko na talaga ang decode. hindi ko yun favorite song. at hindi rin ako twilight fan. pinapanood ko yung araw-araw kasi yun yung music video ng paramore na pinakamaganda at pinaka-amazing si hayley williams. yeah, she turned me into a lesbian. pero pramis, amazing talaga siya. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nakakatawa naman ang vacation ko. kasi kasama sa mga things-to-do ko ang mag-aral. may mga exams kasi kami pagresume ng classes kaya kahit bakasyon, hindi ako pwede magsayang ng oras. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;MCR! ang astig ng website nila dahil sa twitter. nakakapagpost sila ng maraming blg entries na tungkol lang sa kahit ano. gumagawa na sila ng kanilang "last album" daw (wag naman sana). pero matanda na kasi sila eh, si gerard way 32 na sa summer. sana bumalik sila dito at sana by the time na magconcert sila rito, nakaipon na ako ng pera pambili ng ticket sa VIP section. haha. lakas mangarap.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the word "nainis" has many english translations, but for this particular instance, i'd prefer "offended". i was offended when you said that you'd rather go home by yourself. maybe it was my fault, because i offended you first by saying that i am braver than you are. i didn't mean it that way. all i wanted to say was there's nothing to be afraid of. i am sorry if i have offended you. i didn't take the "alternative" route home for the sake of taking it. i just didn't want you to go home alone. that't wahtfriends do, righ? ti think you're insensitive. you could have told me the "hey, it's okay. i can go home alone. i know the way." statement in a subtler manner. why did you have to ask why? i mean, isn't it obvious that i was simply concerned about you? if i was not offended, i would have had dinner with you. luckily, i met one of my best friends when i rode the jeepney home. we had fun window shopping.. so after all, i have something to thank you for. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay.. must stop now, before you deduce anything that was not supposed to be said in this message.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ayan. napa-english ako kaya ibig sabihin nainis talaga ako. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang haba. halatang wala akong magawa.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-5383065689455816261?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5383065689455816261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=5383065689455816261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/5383065689455816261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/5383065689455816261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-week-of-classes-for-2008.html' title='last week of classes (?) for 2008'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-1873806222910691205</id><published>2008-12-05T23:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T04:35:22.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ito ay para sa nov. 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;pumunta ako sa pisay kanina, para manood ng play ng maSkara/Sindi-Katok.&lt;br&gt;nung malapit na ako sa pisay, hindi ko alam kung ano ang ieexpect ko, pero basta ang una akong naansin ay yung bagong pintura ng ombudsman. wala lang. pagpasok ko diretso na ako sa gitna ng field, kung saan sila magpeperform.o di ba? bongga! isang straight play sa gitna ng field. pagdating ko nakapalibot ng yung mga tao sa isang napakalaking chessboard (bawat square sa chessborad ay kasing laki ng isang cartolina. yung play nila ay entitled Qui Bono. kahit nung nasa SK pa ako, pangarap na namin maitanghal yung Qui Bono kasi standard na siya. dapat parating may ganun. pero kaya siya nagiging pangarap na lang para sa mga dumaang batches ng katok (members) ay dahil mahirap siyang gawin. bali ang kwento nun ay isang chess game. pero ang mga chess pieces ay tao, may damdamin, nagsasalita, pumapatay, nanlilinlang, lumalandi, nagpapapansin, umiiyak, gumaganti, nanliligaw, nagyayabang, atbp. so syempre sa chess,black vs white pero marami pa yung sub-plots. bawat chess piece may personality. pero yun nga, chess game siya. so may mga nagsasabi pa rin ng "white knight to e5" mga ganyan. tapos gagalaw yung chess piece sabay arte. pinipilit ko siya idescribe as vividly as possible kasi gusto ko pag binalikan ko ang blog entry na ito, maalala ko yung mga napanood ko kanina. gaya nga ng nasabi ko,pangarap namin na makapagtanghal ng Qui Bono kaya sobrang halaga nun para sa akin, na isa nang alukatok. nostalgic. grabe. hindi naman yun yung first time ko pumunta sa pisay pagkatapos ng grad, pero pag pumupunta kasi ako madalas tapos na ang klase at wala nang tao. iba kanina, kasi school fair. kahit karamihan sa mga nakita ko ay hindi ko kilala, ang mahalaga nakasama ko ulit yung mga katok. :) sobrang na-miss ko talaga ang pag-arte. ngayon, nagagawa ko na lang umarte kapag may gusto akong itago ng emosyon, o kaya pag naisip ko biglang mang-trip ng ibang tao at lokohin na galit ako sa kanila. hanggang dun na lang. hindi kagaya nung high school na napakalaking parte ng buhay ko ang pag-arte, at pagtuturo nito sa mga magiging katok (batok = applicant). namiss ko talaga yung pag workshops. may certain hype ako nararamdaman pag umaarte ako. minsan hindi ko na iniisip masyado yung ginagawa ko, hinahayaan ko na lang yung talento ko na ihayag yung kung anong gusto kong masabi at mapakita. nostalgic rin siya dahil nakita ko ulit yung mga ka-batch kong naging katok. sila yung mga kasama kong napagsasarhan na ng caf kasi ayaw tumigil sa daldalan, mga kasama kong magcram ng play sa loob ng isang araw. mga kasama kong naging batok na tinuruan/inalipin ng mga katok na nauna sa amin. naranasan ko uli yung mga "rituals" ng club namin. grabe. kahit na ang layo ng pisay mula rito sa tondo, super worth it naman yung napanood ko kanina. i am so proud to be a katok. oh well, hindi naman kasi active yung theatre club sa upm, nakalimutan ko na nga pangalan nila eh. pero kung sakaling active man sila, hindi pa rin pwede kasi malamang wala na akong time. ang point ko lang, napakahusay talaga ng SK at super namiss kong umarte.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos may nakita rin akong batchmates. tapos nakita ko yung crush ko nung first year, at nung 2nd-3rd year, at nung first part ng fourth year. :D alam niyo kung sino kayo. haha. ang "cute" pa rin ni 2nd-3rd yr crush. may nakita rin akong ilang teachers. si mam R na adviser ng SK ngayon ay seksi pa rin, magaling pa umarte. si sir mardan artistahin pa rin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sana mabigyan ulit ako ng chance na umarte paminsan-minsan, kahit mga classroom play lang and stuff masaya na ako. or pag doktor na ako, hahanap pa rin ako ng oras para maging magaling na theatre actress. ayoko maging artista (as in yung sa showbiz) kasi magulo yun. kuntento na ako na makapagperform sa CCP as a pro, kahit extra lang ako sa play. sa ngayon, pangarap na lang muna ang mga yan. kailangan ko ibigay ang 110% ko sa pag-aaral para maging doktor. wala pa kasi ako nung "epiphanic moment" na masasabi kong "oh shit, gusto ko na talaga maging doktor. i'm a doctor, or nothing at all" mga tipong ganun. sana nga dumating na rin ang moment na yun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-1873806222910691205?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1873806222910691205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=1873806222910691205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1873806222910691205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1873806222910691205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/12/ito-ay-para-sa-nov-29.html' title='ito ay para sa nov. 29'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-5710197889056454788</id><published>2008-12-05T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T04:35:20.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nang ako ay mag minor breakdown sa kfc. haha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;nawala na ang cellphone ko. sorry sa mga nagtext mula nung thursday. after ng PE class namin siya nawala. nakakalungkot talaga kasi ang tanga ko. ginamit ko pa siya nung PE class tapos hindi ko na namalayan kung saan ko nailagay. nalaman ko lang na wala na siya 1 hour after ng dismissal namin. grabe. ang laki talaga ng problemang yun kasi panglimang cellphone ko na yun na nawala nula high school. tapos wala pa siyang 2months sa akin. grabe talaga. ang tanga ko. wag niyo na lang intindihin pag may nagtext sa inyo gamit ang number ko, kasi malamang hindi na sa akin galing yun. tapos lahat ng mga teachers, org heads etc ay dun nagtitext (kasi blockhead ako). haay. hindi ko alam kung paano kokonsiyensyahin yung taong kumuha nun para naman ibalik niya. kailangan ko talaga yun.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;eto na siguro ang week na pinaka-emotionallly unstable ako. napakaraming nangyari. may mga masasaya, may malulungkot, may nakakainis (gaya ng pagkawala ng cellphone ko), may nakakagulat gaya ng pagkasunog ng PH building, may nakakakilig (haha), at maraming nakakaiyak. stress na sa acads, stress pa sa things other than acads. waaah. at kung may isang salitang maglalarawan ng week na ito, yun ay ang salitang "grabe". grabe talaga. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;buti na lang mababait yung mga nakakasama kong mga tao, natatagalan pa nila ako.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;mahirap rin pala yung pipilitin mong maging malakas para sa iba kasi minsan sa sobrang pagkukunwari mong maging malakas, lalong lumalalim yung kung ano mang kahinaan mo. advantage nga yung marunong akong umarte, nakakaya kong ipakita kahit yung pinaka-kabaligtaran ng nararamdaman ko. pero siyempre hindi ko pa rin maloloko yung sarili ko, at pag natauhan na ako.. nako, disastrous. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sabi sakin ng isang kaibigan,"May mga ginagawa si God na hindi man niya ibigay sa time na gusto mo, ibibigay niya sa time that would make sense." siguro nasa akin na lang kung hahanapin ko pa yung "sense" na yun o panghahawakan ko na lang yung paniniwala kong hindi Niya ako pababayaan. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-5710197889056454788?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5710197889056454788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=5710197889056454788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/5710197889056454788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/5710197889056454788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/12/nang-ako-ay-mag-minor-breakdown-sa-kfc.html' title='nang ako ay mag minor breakdown sa kfc. haha.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-4105372120175148037</id><published>2008-11-09T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T09:59:27.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>additions..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRcjgQoKCCQAAGSCZzw1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRckmgoKCCQAAH2S9to1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to my previously posted wish list of MCR merch. haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRcjbQoKCCQAAGTXbBQ1/theplague.jpg?et=BnQkiyRenKZx7UUYuPM0Ig&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRcjgQoKCCQAAGSCZzw1/theplague2.jpg?et=0DLJ%2BPMLfRL67M6MXVz%2CSA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;the "Plague" hoodie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRckUgoKCCQAAHLCr781/BFMR.jpg?et=j5H6dOewmksqNGN7ofvG7g&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;(designs of mikey way, bob bryar, ray toro, and frank iero)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRckmgoKCCQAAH2S9to1/Gerard-487x394.jpg?et=2JtxqwqaQ8lQXFAjIZ9TuQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;(gerard way's design)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Day of the Dead Masks&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;(designed by the band members)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-4105372120175148037?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4105372120175148037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=4105372120175148037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/4105372120175148037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/4105372120175148037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/11/additions.html' title='additions..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-298698981359009320</id><published>2008-10-24T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:33:46.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't sleep</title><content type='html'>bumalik na naman ako sa pagiging smallville freak. haha. hindi ako natulog kasi hinintay kong matapos yung pagdownload sa torrent ng s08e06. grabe. ilang bese na akong humiga, pero may something na pumipilit sakin na bumangon at tingnan kung ilang percent na. my fan self. so i had to find ways to spend my time... habang hinihintay ko matapos [as of now 97.8% na siya].. halimbawa na nga ay ang blog entry na ito. ayoko naaaaaaaaaaaa. bangag na ako. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-298698981359009320?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/298698981359009320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=298698981359009320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/298698981359009320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/298698981359009320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-sleep.html' title='can&amp;#39;t sleep'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-1525366735164001536</id><published>2008-10-15T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:48:17.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha. tawa na lang.</title><content type='html'>it's been so long since i have posted a "serious" blog entry.. i always seem to say this everytime i blog because most of my entries are just MCR-related.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so yesterday, i've been to a point where i had to tell myself to stop crying, but i couldn't. after that really unfortunate event, i went home with my blockmate mae. i kept on  ranting about how i could have had this grade, because i really prepared for the finals. i even practiced explaining, in front of the mirror, so that i know how i look and that i would look "intelligent". i deprived myself of sleep, i stopped playing SIMS 2, i went to study groups, all for the reason that i was so determined to give the philo finals my best shot. after all, it was the only time i took the subject seriously. not once did i curse that subject, i even thought of dropping it. the point is, i felt soooooo bad. i was irritated, disappointed, really pissed off. i had to hide it until i got home. i didn't want my classmates to see me cry just because of that. i went straightly to my room, locked the door and cried. for the loss of a more descriptive word, i have to say "humagulgol ako". i couldn't tell the whole story because some people haven't taken the finals, yet.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;like i have said during our last meeting in philo, you only have yourself to blame each and every time you fail. also, one of the things i have learned from MCR is that someday, i'm gonna be alone, having only myself to lean on.. so i would have to learn how to be less dependent. i shouldn't have depended on the list of topics given by my classmates, it was INCOMPLETE. i guess you already have a hint why i didn't get i grade i prepared for. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i have this tendency to blame myself every single time i have a misfortune.. like if i lost something that is really important to me, or i missed my favorite show, or when things are going so bad i would just want the ground to open and swallow me whole. i always believe that God is punishing me because of my "sins", so He sends the air of misfortune to topple down the house of cards that i built. last night, i looked deeper into myself to see what "sin" might have caused my misfortune and i realized that i have a lot to be punished for. it was a kind of relief because at least i have made up an answer to the question "why?"..why all these things are happening to me. simply put, i believe in karma.. and it wasn't enough to console me.. so this blog entry comes in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;see? i'm even incoherent. maybe i'm still feeling bad. i just hope that what happened to me woudn't happen to any other person. my last piece of advice would be:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;STUDY EVERYTHING. specially those topics not included in the pointers for review.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*nosebleed* grabe, english yun ah.:))  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-1525366735164001536?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1525366735164001536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=1525366735164001536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1525366735164001536'/><link 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6230375732395531199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-2-4.html' title='part 2-4'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-4421669666720315504</id><published>2008-09-21T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T07:16:04.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>part 1-4</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T_7K0ptTAf4"&gt;  &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" 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type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-1-4.html' title='part 1-4'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-8705683968915063847</id><published>2008-08-30T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T03:41:06.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wish list (adik mode)</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;ito ang mga gutso kong bilhin na MCR merch.. kaso wala nito nung pumunta sila sa Pilipinas. at wala naman akong credit card para makabili sa &lt;a href="http://mychemicalromance.com/store/"&gt;MCR Online Store&lt;/a&gt;.  kaya eto na lang.. kung sakaling may magmagandang-loob na pagbigyan ang aking kahilingan.. eto sila.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1/idestroyu-detail.jpg?et=g5exb1Uh7exe%2Byh%2C7HaZLw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 286px;height: 349px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpxYgoKCCQAADa9RKM1/idestroyyou.jpg?et=D%2BgxwaHpmBIqIF83aELlWg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;the "I Destroy You" shirt&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 258px;height: 314px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyDQoKCCQAAEFYBwA1/coffinshirtmain.jpg?et=uSImaG2tQO7G%2B9OzcmBqkg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpyPAoKCCQAAEcRKho1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyPAoKCCQAAEcRKho1/coffinshirtdetail.jpg?et=QlJaiTFvUretGHs9x1vocA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the "Coffin" shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px;height: 357px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyZQoKCCQAAEk3LdA1/MCR07-front.jpg?et=zjTbYFQo6eNkekAAr3fGfw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the "Le Fleur" shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 257px;height: 323px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyigoKCCQAAExrSok1/nuclearhoodie.JPG?et=9gKA%2CxqMtk9nH%2CSvOg%2BE5g&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpywAoKCCQAAE--XjY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpywAoKCCQAAE--XjY1/nucleardetail.jpg?et=uuZicsY7BK9wdZZJnCYQqw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the "Nuclear" hoodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 269px;height: 328px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpzBgoKCCQAAFh7mPQ1/piper.gif?et=YubiQ7sjnMDN3jf5%2CxOcGw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpzNgoKCCQAAFr3sTE1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 352px;height: 357px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpzNgoKCCQAAFr3sTE1/piperdetail.gif?et=1ecfnjCLPZ0mUnFV4DGC9w&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;the "Piper" shirt&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;wala lang. nahahalata na naman ang pag-aadik ko. kahit ang dami kong kelangan gawin, nakuha ko pang magpost ng mga ganito. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;good luck na lang sa akin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-8705683968915063847?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8705683968915063847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=8705683968915063847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/8705683968915063847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/8705683968915063847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/08/wish-list-adik-mode.html' title='wish list (adik mode)'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-9131160277272417161</id><published>2008-08-30T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T03:23:58.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new gee way quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;font color="#330099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, obviously we use vampires as a metaphor for something else, something deeper than just the supernatural. But there's just something about the bloodsucking walking dead, that can say so much to people. There are really so many people trying to get control over you on a daily basis and steal your soul in some way, take a part of you...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: normal;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="2"&gt;ahaha. sosyal. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-9131160277272417161?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/9131160277272417161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=9131160277272417161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/9131160277272417161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/9131160277272417161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-gee-way-quote.html' title='new gee way quote'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-4731043176599932252</id><published>2008-08-24T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:38:57.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>proud ako. sobra.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 id="itemtitle"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o ayan. di lang sa music malupit si gerard way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 id="itemtitle"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 id="itemtitle"&gt;The Umbrella Academy" Wins Eisner Award at Comic Con 2008&lt;/h2&gt; 	&lt;div id="itembody"&gt;&lt;a href="http://buzznet.com/tags/gerard%20way"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gerard Way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Gabriel Ba's comic series "&lt;a href="http://buzznet.com/tags/the%20umbrella%20academy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Umbrella Academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" has already made waves in the comic community.  Far from being the vanity project of such celebrities as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Princess_Ai"&gt;Courtney Love&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.make5wishes.com/"&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/a&gt; and professional wrestler &lt;a href="http://www.kevinnash.net/nashcomic.html"&gt;Kevin Nash&lt;/a&gt;, Way's comic garnered fantastic critical reviews, intense sales numbers (the first printing of the first issue sold out so quickly a second printing was issued less than a month later) and has already &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/musicnews/journals/entry/2582541/"&gt;generated movie buzz&lt;/a&gt;, which Gerard &lt;a href="http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=article&amp;id=17361"&gt;confirmed in a recent interview&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But yesterday at the 2008 &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://buzznet.com/tags/comic%20con"&gt;Comic Con&lt;/a&gt; in San Diego, CA, TUA was honored with the &lt;a href="http://www.comic-con.org/cci/cci_eisners_08win.shtml"&gt;Eisner Award for Best Limited Series&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img usesrc="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/7/5/9/0/4/1/orig-4759041.jpg" idx="0" style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/7/5/9/0/4/1/orig-4759041.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gerard Way talks with the awesome Blair Butler of &lt;a href="http://www.g4tv.com/"&gt;G4&lt;/a&gt;'s Fresh Ink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations to Gerard, Gabriel, and the entire Umbrella Academy Team.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Source: http://newageamazon.buzznet.com/user/journal/2746041/umbrella-academy-wins-eisner-award/&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-4731043176599932252?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4731043176599932252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=4731043176599932252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/4731043176599932252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/4731043176599932252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/08/proud-ako-sobra.html' title='proud ako. sobra.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-5981930482982890170</id><published>2008-08-24T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:02:23.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another busy week..</title><content type='html'>waw. sinisipag na naman ako magblog. sana ganito rin ako sa komblog ko na walang laman.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;monday..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so dapat walang pasok,pero nsa upm ako kasi dapat magpapraktis kami ng play sa kom. pero as expected, ang tagal dumating ng mga tao.. so nakipagdaldalan muna ako sa mga tao na unang dumating. nung dumami na, nagsagawa kami ng palihan haha.workshop yun. tapos wala lang, simple lang.una pinaarte ko sila ng kung ano-ano nang nakapikit tapos yung greatest fear at greatest desire. feeling ko naman nag-enjoy yung blockmates ko. syempre may takot sa ipis, may takot maholdap, may takot bumagsak sa math. merong gusto yumaman, gusto magbigay ng gift sa crush niya, sumulat ng aklat, mameet ang idol niya (sino kaya 'to?). nakapraktis naman kami kahit pano. kahit bangag kami lahat,di makakalimutan 'tong experience na 'to. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tuesday..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;taebo! giselling tingalingaling! super namiss ko ang pagtaebo natin pag bago magprom. haha. naaalala kita kaya talagang give na give ako sa pagtaebo nung mga panahong yun. labyu. miss na kit. sana mabasa mo ito.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;naalala ko lang, nagnerd talk kami nung lunch. nakakatuwa pala mag-nerd talk ang imed. mas malupit kesa sa mga pisay. haha. natsci. nagquiz kami tapos ayos naman. pero nakakainis kasi yung ibang tinanong sa quiz feeling ko irrelevant. tapos ang sama ko kasi ginaya ko yung ginagawa ko dati kay mam boni.. naglilista ako ng "words of wisdom". alam niyo na yun. plunts. tapos may isang taong feeler. dati lang yun, hindi ngayon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wednesday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang aga ko kaya kasi dapat,agpapraktis ng fight scene sa play namin pero walaring nagawa. tapos nagdaldalan na lang yung mga tao. at hanggang ngayon hindiko pa rin makalimutan ang joke na ito: A family that prays together. (pause).. only has one rosary. :D (credits to ther corniest person sa imed). nstp namin si tita berba. wala lang. nakakakuha ako ng prize na gas mask at cap. sabi nila bedsheet at kulambo ko na raw yun. at meron rin palang bag na hindi ko alam kung pano ikabit/isuot. haha. tapos daming freebies like hand sanitizer and button pin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then walang IPC kaya praktis dapat ng play. eto sobrang nainis ako. ang linaw kasi ng sabi ko sa kanila (block13) na pumunta sa LT (parang 3rd flr audi ng CAS) ng 1pm. natapos na kami maglunch ng mga kasama ko sa GAB para malapit na at makapunta ng maaga sa meeting place nang malaman namin na hindi tuloy yung quiz bee na sasalihan ng 2 reps namin. so talagang dapat magpraktis na. nabulok na ako sa paghihintay, wala pa rin mga blockmates ko. nakailang mura na ako dahil sa sobrang inis. sabi namin tutulong na lang kami sa paggawa ng stuff parasa ladymed (nanaya ko na ipapaliwanag kung ano 'to), kaya pupunta dapat kami adriatico.. sa 6th floor nun yung may playground. humabol yung isa pa naming kasama. nung andun na kami, since onti lang kami nag photo shoot na lang kami. as in. pang-detox namin yun. tapos uber lakas pa ng hangin so may effect talaga siya (advice: wag kayong magsusuot ng maluwag na blouse pag mahangin). tapos nung magsawa na kami sa photo shoot naglaro na lang kami ng "i wanna be a tutubi". alam niyo bang may version nun na "... nanggaling sa mountain!"? haha. sosyal. nung aakyat na kami sa condo ng isapa naming kaklase, nakasalubong namin yung mga iba pang block13 na hindi pumunta ng prac at sinungitan ko talaga sila. as in sungit.. haha. pero totoo yun. then gumawa kami ng flowers, feathers atbp. "nag-overdose" ako ng donuts. nahiya tuloy ako dun sa bumili.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang hirap pala pag nagkakaroon ng conflict sa class.. i mean pag hindi nagkakasundo lahat. feeling ko kelangan namin mag-open forum or bull session one of these days and dapat hindi lang yung class.. may "outside force" dapat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;narealize ko rin na hindi ako marunong mag-tango. hanggang conan lang ako. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"ayoko ng MCR, di ako fan"..."i don't care! so what? fan ako!" sobrang daming beses na itong naulit.. haha. at di nagbabago ang sagot ko. pero minsan meron pang..."mahal ko sila eh, wala kang magagawa!" hanggang kailan kaya ako ganito? :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thursday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nasobrahan ako ng tulog. nalate tuloy ako. as in sobrang late hindi na ako pinasign sa attendance, in short.. absent. tapos wla lang, ang girly ng suot ko, haha. sobrang wala ako samood mag-aralo magquiz. nahiya ng ako sa math teacher namin kasi alam kong nakatulog ako nang dilat. yung tipong nakatulala na lang ako tapos hindi ko na tinitignan yung sinusullat ko. waah. kom, praktis lang. philo, so depressing. nakakadepress na nga yung score ko sa midterms kasi as in onti na lang bagsak na tapos nag-gerard way mode pa yung teacher namin.. yung bawat salita/sentence kinakabitan ng fakk. hay nako. tinawanan ko na lang siya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nagMSU (med caf) muna kami. tapos nalungkot ako kasi "not available" yung favorite ko dun sa coffee dispenser. nagkape at ice cream na lang ako. dun ko na naramdaman yung unti-unting panghihina/depression etc. ang hirap ipakita kasi alam kong dapat kong iencourage ko ang block namin na galingan sa play dahil ako ang blockhead at director. hulikaming nagperformkaya napanood muna namin lahat. nahiya ako sa sarili ko. sorry sa mga makakabasa nito na block 13 pero sobrang nadisappoint ako sa sarili ko kasi ito na yung pinakabanong production na nagawa ko ever. pakiramdam ko biglang wala na akong alam sa teatro. parang nahiya ako sa maSKara. di nyo ko magigets, i know. for someone who loves acting so much, mahirap para sa akin na tanggapin na ganito lang yung nagawa ko. inisip ko rin, baka naman masyado lang mataas yung expectations ko sa sarili ko..pero hindi talaga. nababanuan lang talaga ko sa sarili ko. sorry kasi parang nilail-lait ko na rin yung ginawa NATIN, pero i am saying this with regards to my contribution to the play. but... isa malaking BUT naka3rd place tayo! :D kasi tatlo lang naman yung sumali. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then, todo cram na ang mga tao. nakakatuwa nga yung mga 2014 kasi concerned sila sa progress namin. kung hindi siguro sila nakialam, hindi magiging "maayos" yung production namin sa ladymed. andun lang kami sa playground ng adriatico hanggang mapagsarhan kami ng ilaw. masaya naman kasi sort of bondng time rin siya, pero hindi ganun kasaya pag naiisip mong may mas maganda pa sanang magagawa kung nung simula pa lang maayos na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nakitulog akosa aking kaapelyido.. nina! plano namin wag matulog kaso hindi ko kinaya. nagkwentuhan lang kami habang nanonood ng tv. isa siyang tao na hindi ako nag-aalinlangan magshare. sana mas marami pang ganun sa imed. hehe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;friday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ladymed day. kalahati ng araw ginugol namin ni nina sa pagsama sa dalawa pa namin kaklase sa divisoria. nanghinayang ako kasi wala akong pera.. ansaya sana magshopping nun. ang hirap maghanap ng pito.. in fairness. tapos dinala ako ni nina sa langit ng mga artsy-fartsy people. langit siya talaga. dun namin nabili yung malulupit na pins na umiilaw. tapos nun, gawa gawa gawa practice practice practice. then ladymed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mahaba ang kwento/comments/rants ko sa ladymed. it's for a separate entry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;un lang muna,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-8594665726494590303</id><published>2008-08-16T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:04:35.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey This Mirror Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us - MCR</title><content type='html'>they actually have a song with my name. oh yeah. pero hindi ito ang fave ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4g_eIX_o_EI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4g_eIX_o_EI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;!-- 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Isn&amp;#39;t Big Enough For The Two Of Us - MCR'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-2768372486965221887</id><published>2008-08-16T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:49:33.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite-est version of helena</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/06ElXad-Xe4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/06ElXad-Xe4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-favorite-est-version-of-helena.html' title='my favorite-est version of helena'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-4901713238873290690</id><published>2008-08-16T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:03:21.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>andami ko sinabi di ko alam ita-title..</title><content type='html'>grabe, hindi na ako marunong magblog. hehe. wala lang. feeling ko lang walang kwenta ang blog kong ito pati yung sa kom. dati naisip ko nga dadalasan ko na magblog para maging updated pa rin yung mga fans.. este friends ko sa mga happenings sa buhay ko. oh well, ganyan talaga, busy na eh. i can feel it. i can feel intarmed na talaga. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wala lang. nung friday nag-emo look ako as in all-black with thick eyeliner. supposedly, napagkasunduan na ganun kami lahat. ako naman,pumatol dun sa idea. haha. hindi ako sang-ayon kapag sinasabing emo ang MCR kasi galing na rin kay gerard way, "emo is shit".. he refers to the whole notion of all-black clothes, lyrically-lame songs, "singing songs that make you slit your wrists", self-mutilation etc. i super agree with him kaya kahit nung MCR concert, di ako nagblack. so nung friday ang first time ko. inaabangan ko talaga kung ano yung magiging reaksyon ng mga kaklase ko, pero ang tumatak talaga ay yung reaksyon ng mga tao na hindi ako kilala, in short, yung mga nakakita sa akin nung nagcommute ako. may mga kilay na tumataas, may mga nagbubulungan. may masama ang tingin. may natakot. basta,alam kong napansin talaga nila ako.. which is the whole point of the people who succumb to that kind of emo fashion/lifestyle/outlook. siguro gusto nilang mapansin. or yung look na yun ay extension ng kung anong tingin nila sa sarili nila at sa buhay nila.. miserable, dark, purpose-less (kung may word man na ganun), o may iba namang nakikibagay lang. di ko naman sinasabing mali yun, sabi nga ng math teacher namin, the ever-diyosa mam wengky, "walang basagan ng trip". wala lang.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;monday..&lt;br&gt;puchang lrt yan. leche talaga. hindi ko napigilan yung inis ko, pagpasok ko sa klase sobrang bad mood ko. umalis pa naman ako ng maaga para makapagprepare kami kasi reporting nun tapos huli pa rin ako. nawalan ako ng stored value card na 2bese ko pa lang nagagamit (katangahan ko na ito). 40 minutes akong nasa istasyon at naghihintay lang ng tren.. kung may dadating man ay sobrang puno. nung karamihan sa aming pasahero ay mainit na ang ulo,pinilit namin yung guard na papasukin na kami dun sa portion ng mga senior at disabled. kaya at last nakasakay rin ako. pero yun nga.. nakakainis talaga. so nagkaroon ako ng resolution na hindi ako sasakay ng lrt for two weeks.. hindi ko pala kaya kasi sobrang traffic. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tuesday..&lt;br&gt;tapos nasayang pa yung pag-aarala ko for philo. wala lang. ang loser nung exam kasi ang haba. sa tingin ko keri yun kung mas mahaba yung time. naiintindihan ko naman yung lesson, bitch lang talaga yung exam. di tulad nung nat sci exam,kahit marami na akong mali at wala na akong chance na maka-uno,ok lang. haha. i super love sir marquez eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;may tanong ako: kunwari nanghingi ka ng candy sa isang tao kasi nakita mo siyang kumakain ng candy tapos sabi niya wala kaya binigyan ka niya ng 5piso pambili mo ng candy.. maooffend ka ba? wala lang. nainsulto ako. sobrang poorita ko naman,parang wala akong pambili ng candy. sana hindi talaga mata-pobre yung taong gumawa sa akin nun. pero di pa rin ako makaget-over. yun na siguro yugn second most "mata-pobre" experience ko.. yung una ay nung bata pa ako.. tapos iniwan ata kami ng kapatid ko sa co-teacher ng nanay ko tapos nung nag-aabang kami ng masasakyan sabi niya samin.."dito nga lang kayo, wag kayong lumayo.. mamaya makidnap kayo at mapagkamalang mayaman, eh mga pulubi lang naman kayo.." wala lang. parang ganun din yung ginawa nung person na yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos nagdinner ako ng ice cream and donuts. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wednesday..&lt;br&gt;ang cool ng nstp. nalaman kong super overweight ko na.. on the brink of being obese. tapos may kinompute kami yung may needed amt tska actual amt ng per food group. sa dairy products at meats alng ako pasado, the rest bagsak or SOBRA ako. paramg sa fats oils sugar.. zero ang required serving, i had 11 servings nung wed. grabe noh. no wonder ganito ako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos feeling ko ang astig nung IPC meeting. positive thinking! yey. wala lang. natutuwa ako dun sa part na nagspeech ako na "i have what it takes to survive/finish intarmed. tapos ang happy ko kahit wala na akong masabi. napaisip tuloy ako kung i have what it takes ba talaga..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;this is it. panic vs cadavers, at nanalo ang cadavers kasi required siya. sabi ng fan self ko, "dapat kasing gwapo nung cadaver si brendon urie.. kung hindi maiinis ako." pero well, that was from my fan self, kaya weird. pero hindi naman ako nadisappoint na sumama ako sa imed kasi amazing experience talaga siya. sayang nga walang battery yung digicam ko kaya sa cp cam lang ako may remembrance, tapos dahil dun nagkaron ako ng bagong driving force para pagbutihan ang aking pag-aaral(bukod sa long term goal ko na yumaman tapos mameet ang mcr).. kelangan ko makaaabot ng LU3 kasi gusto ko maranasan magdissect ng mga cadavers na yun. akala ko full of gore yung makikita namin, hindi pala. "tuyo" na yung cadavers. parang boiled meat. iniisip ko pa naman medyo reddish ganun..nakalimutan kong naembalsamo na sila tapos ang sabi pa, 1year silang nakababad sa formaline before that are ready for dissection. tapos sinubukan din namin idetermine yung gender ng cadaver pero mahirap pala. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thusrday..&lt;br&gt;ewan.wala ako sa sarili ko nung thursday. dapat magkikita kami ni ate isabel,tapos nalimutan ko.. nakasakay na ako ng lrt.. nung na central terminal na ako, saka ko lang naisip na imimeet niya ko..so bumalik ako. sayang yung 30. haha. tapos yung guard ayaw siya papasukin kahit may UP id siya. bwiset talaga. ang tagal naming nagkwentuhan tapos nagmini-tour kami sa upm tapos dinala ko siya sa MSU kasi wala lang. sabi niya cute daw yung isang tao at hindi ako sumasang-ayon. haha. ang saya. wala pa kasi akong nakaka-heart2heart talk sa imed, yung makikwento mo talaga kahit ano. nasanay kasi ako dati na sobrang mahahabang daldalan sa dorm, yung parating nakikwento ko yung buhay ko, yung mga nararamdaman ko etc. ang sarap ng feeling na makipagkwentuhan ulit ng ganun kay ate isabel. tapos umuwi na kami nadaanan namin yung 2 kaklase ko na naglalaro ng tennis, sosyal. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;friday..&lt;br&gt;naglaba ako. sumakit yung braso ko kasi kinusot ko lang yung mga pants na ginamit ko. haha. tapos bigla kong namiss si sir nat kasi yung nilesson namin sa math17 ay naturo niya nung 3rdyr. as usual, late si sir amante tapos sinimulan namin magpraktis nung plat para sa buwan ng wika. ang kyut ng love story..kahit wala siya talagang story. haha. so habang nagparaktis kami,umandar na naman ang pagkataklesako at may nahurt akong isang person. di ko talaga napansin until nung maglunch mga tao.. hindikasi siya nagsasalita so na-guilty ako. hanggang sa next subject, hanggang matapos, hanggang hiwalay kami palabas ng building. sobrang paramoid ko kasi.. ayaw ko nang magkaroon ng kaaway. dati, halos maya-maya kugn itanong kong "galit ka na ba?" kasi paramoid nga ako. tapos yun na, may nahurt na naman ako eh dun din kasi nagsimula yung major away ko dati.. yung may nasaktan ako na hindi ko sinasadya. kaya naman ganun na lang ang pagka-guilty ko, mangiyak-ngiyak na ako. sabi ko dun sa kasama ko, hindi ako magsososori kahit nagiguilty ako kasi wala naman akong intention na masama. ay wala lang, habang nag-uusap kami ni nina lahat ng napg-uusapan namin dumating. as in yung tao. wala lang nakaktawa. tapos as it turned out, hindi ko na kinailangan i-confront yung person kasi sabay rin kami umuwi. natakot talaga ako nun. pero ready rin naman ako makipag-away kung sakali. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;saturday&lt;br&gt;boring.. super. nagrewrite ako ng notes. nag-edit ng script. nagsulat ng blog entry na ito. natulog. kumain. natulog. kumain. nag-imagine. umarte. natulog kumain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;random rants:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;may mister donut na sa GAB! yey. matamis. haha. sori hanggang ganun lang ako, di ko keri ang krispy kreme. fats oils and sugars!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;naeexcite ako. mapapanood ko na magperform ang pinapangarap kong salihan: UP Rep. magsistreet play din sila tapos kasama sa judges ng skit nayt (competition sa thu). natatakot rin ako kasi baka wala kaming binatbat sa mga kalaban namin. pero alam kong kakayanin ito ng block 13 kahit 3 days lang kami magpapraktis! keri lang. haha.:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sana makapasok kami sa finals ng debate.. kahit malayo pa. kelangan ko talaga yung incentive na makukuha namin (kung sakali).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so ayan. halatang bored ako kasi ang haba niya. oh well. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-4901713238873290690?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4901713238873290690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=4901713238873290690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/4901713238873290690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/4901713238873290690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/08/andami-ko-sinabi-di-ko-alam-ita-title.html' title='andami ko sinabi di ko alam ita-title..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6883840845591795881</id><published>2008-08-09T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:49:34.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>real</title><content type='html'>    ito na ang real imed. honestly, ngayon ko lang nasabi na nahihirapan na talaga ako at mas mahirap na siya kaysa pisay. pero mas masaya ako nitong mga nakaraang araw, bakit kaya? :)) sana kayanin ko pa rin. dami na naman exams pero ang bano pa rin ng study habits ko. keri lang. sana wag na ko maging loser. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;go imed. :P&lt;br&gt; 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&lt;p&gt;well. kanina kasi ako ng isa kong kaklase kung may crush na ako sa iMed. dapat ang isasagot ko sa kanya ay, "dapat sana." kaso hindi niya magigets yun, kaya sinabi ko wala. pero wala naman talaga.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;itong taong ito, ipinagdasal ko kanina paggising ko. nagpaalam ako kay Lord kung okay lang sa Kaniya na maging crush ko ang taong ito. humingi ako ng sign, simple lang naman. kapg ni-hug ako ng taong ito today, ibig sabihin ok kay Lord na siya crush ko. hehe. kaso hindi niya ako ni-hug eh, so wala. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;at naisip kong hindiin makakabuti na magkaroon ako ng crush na kaklase ko... magsasawa ako agad. hahaha. sa upper batch na lang siguro.. or sa ibang course. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;#2:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;napasaya ako ng taong ito nang hindi niya nalalaman. parang ang OA ko nga pero kaya lang naman siguro ako masaya kasi nalaman kong peace na talaga kami. masaya kasi nagcheer siya sa akin nung handog tapos yun.. sana makausap ko na siya. kung tutuusin, ilang years ago na yung naging conflict namin.. at pakiramdam ko naman mas mature na kami ngayon kumpara sa dati.. so sana maging friends na kami. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;#3:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sana gumaling na siya. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;yun lang. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;babay. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-7748186456581347420?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7748186456581347420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=7748186456581347420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7748186456581347420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7748186456581347420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/07/people_21.html' title='&amp;quot;special&amp;quot; people'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-1539801312741348067</id><published>2008-07-21T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T04:41:30.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"special" people</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-1539801312741348067?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1539801312741348067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=1539801312741348067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1539801312741348067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1539801312741348067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/07/people.html' title='&amp;quot;special&amp;quot; people'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-5378289331812303507</id><published>2008-07-12T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:50:01.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>panic! concert.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 id="itemtitle"&gt;Panic at the Disco to Panic in the Streets of New Orleans, London&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div id="itembody"&gt;Just days after &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/musicnews/hct-wrap-kissing-buses-bubbles-j2532771/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;finishing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the nationwide &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/hondacivictour"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Honda Civic Tour&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/panicatthedisco"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Panic at the Disco&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have announced several new live performances. Most of them will take place in the U.K. as the &lt;a style="FONT-STYLE: italic;" href="http://www.buzznet.com/web/music/journals/entry/2055361/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Pretty. Odd.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; rockers make the rounds of our British friends' festival circuit, after already committing to many European fests. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer;" src="http://buzznet-01.vo.llnwd.net/assets/imgx/4/2/4/9/4/0/1/orig-4249401.jpg" border="0" idx="0" usesrc="http://buzznet-01.vo.llnwd.net/assets/imgx/4/2/4/9/4/0/1/orig-4249401.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Their time across the pond will begin with the Glastonbury Festival on June 27, when they'll perform with such indie artists as &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/petedoherty"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Pete Doherty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/mymorningjacket"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;My Morning Jacket&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. After a week in France and Germany, Panic will play two one-off gigs in Southampton and London before making appearances at Oxegen on July 12 and &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/web/music/journals/entry/1831871/panic-rem-rage-play-t/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;T in the Park&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on July 13.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you can't make it to the UK or Europe on such short notice (and even if you can, festival tickets there are unholy expensive!), hopefully you can hold out until the end of October. Panic have also announced they'll play the Voodoo Music Experience in New Orleans, set to take place October 24-26. The festival, curated this year by &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;Trent Reznor&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/nineinchnails"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Nine Inch Nails&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, will also feature &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/deathcabforcutie"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/tokyopoliceclub"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Tokyo Police Club&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/coldwarkids"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Cold War Kids&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/dashboardconfessional"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Dashboard Confessional&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. A weekend pass will set you back $115 ($450 for VIP), but never fear: a percentage of the proceeds from the festival is traditionally donated to New Orleans-centric charities. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If traditional tours are more your style, there are rumors of a fall tour with &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/blocparty"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Bloc Party&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/jacksmannequin"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Jack's Mannequin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, but no dates have yet been confirmed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;Panic at the Disco tour dates&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6.21: ScheeBel, Germany @ Hurricane Festival&lt;br&gt;6.22: Neuhausen, Germany @ Southside Festival&lt;br&gt;6.23: Wuppertal, Germany @ Eins Live Radiokonzert&lt;br&gt;6.24: Arendal, Norway @ Hove Festival&lt;br&gt;6.26: Utrecht, Netherlands @ Tivoli&lt;br&gt;6.27: Glastonbury, UK @ Glastonbury Festival&lt;br&gt;6.28: Paris, France @ NRJ Festival&lt;br&gt;7.1: Bochum, Germany @ Matrix&lt;br&gt;7.2: Frankfurt, Germany @ Batschkapp&lt;br&gt;7.3: New York, NY @ "Live From Abbey Road" (TV taping)&lt;br&gt;7.4: Paris, France @ Parc Des Nordes&lt;br&gt;7.6: Wertcher, Belgium @ Rock Wertcher&lt;br&gt;7.7: Southampton, UK @ Guildhall&lt;br&gt;7.8: London, UK @ Astoria&lt;br&gt;7.10: Madrid, Spain @ Palacio de los Deportes&lt;br&gt;7.12: Naas, Ireland @ Oxegen&lt;br&gt;7.13: Kinross, UK @ T in the Park&lt;br&gt;8.3: Singapore @ Singfest&lt;br&gt;8.4: Kuala Lumpur, Kuala Lumpur @ Stadium Niagara&lt;br&gt;8.7: Seoul, South Korea @ Summerbreeze&lt;br&gt;8.9: Tokyo, Japan @ Summer Sonic Festival&lt;br&gt;8.10: Osaka, Japan @ Summer Sonic Festival&lt;br&gt;8.12: Hong Kong, China @ Asia World Expo&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;8.14: Manila, Philippines @ Araneta Coliseum&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;8.17: Senayan, Jakarta @ Indoor Tennis &lt;br&gt;8.20: Brisbane, Australia @ Entertainment Centre&lt;br&gt;8.22: Sydney, Australia @ Acer Arena&lt;br&gt;8.23: Melbourne, Australia @ Rod Laver Arena&lt;br&gt;8.25: Adelaide, Australia @ Entertainment Centre&lt;br&gt;8.27: Perth, Australia @ Burswood Dome&lt;br&gt;8.30: Auckland, New Zealand @ Vector Arena&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;nag-paplug lang...pwede ring nagmamakaawa na sa paghingi ng donasyon pambili ng ticket.. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-5378289331812303507?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5378289331812303507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=5378289331812303507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/5378289331812303507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/5378289331812303507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/07/panic-concert.html' title='panic! concert.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-7100335655661547150</id><published>2008-06-30T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:16:35.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>labo 2..</title><content type='html'>lalabas na ang The Black Parade Is Dead! bukas. wala lang. wala kong pambili. :(( kung may mabibilhan man ako...  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-7100335655661547150?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7100335655661547150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=7100335655661547150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7100335655661547150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7100335655661547150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/06/labo-2.html' title='labo 2..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-7479365284065772091</id><published>2008-06-30T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:07:21.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>labo</title><content type='html'>ayan. di ba? ewan ko sayo. pero hindi pa kita crush kasi hindi pa ako kinikilig.. pero nasasaktan na ako. anu ba yun? labo. :((&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;// joke lang yan. gusto ko lang ng isyu. hahaha.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-7479365284065772091?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7479365284065772091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=7479365284065772091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7479365284065772091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7479365284065772091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/06/labo.html' title='labo'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-1544275812711653802</id><published>2008-06-24T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T05:41:57.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;emotions.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;inggit&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;waaaah. shet. fakk fakk fakk. kasi yung kaklase ko, sinendad niya ako ng link ng isang video ng mcr na tumutugtog sa isang bday party. nung una akala ko, private thing talga yun, ay super yaman nung celebrant. after reading almost a thousand comments dun sa video, nalaman kong cancer survivor pala yung girl.. tapos naka-wig lang siya. nainis nga ako kasi parang wala lang sa kanya yung mcr.. parang pumunta lang siya sa isang simpleng party. hello!!! lumabas kaya mula sa isang malaking cake si gerard way! and they played for an hour! fakk talaga. pero yun pala, napanood na niya yung iba niyang fave bands.. so parang okay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i dont know if she really deserved that celebration. i'm not like other MCR fans who treat them like gods, pero parang insulto naman yun sa MCR na umalis pa sila sa tour para lang matutugan yung girl tapos ganun lang yung reaction niya. kung ako yun, ipagpapasalamat kong nagkaraoon ako ng cancer. haha. joke. kung ako yun. :))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;di ako makapagreact sa kaklase kong nagshare sakin nito. baka mawirdohan sakin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;pero talagang mamamatay na ako sa inggit.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;kaba&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;duh. auditions for mr. &amp; ms. freshie bukas.. tapos wala pa kaming practice ni rob. ang fake ko naman kung hindi ako kinakabahan di ba. di pa naman ako professional. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;saya&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;syempre. basta naman MCR ang inaatupag ko masaya ako.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;lungkot&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;di ko alam. malungkot ako kasi wala akong load. at wala akong crush. haha. yuck.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-1544275812711653802?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1544275812711653802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=1544275812711653802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1544275812711653802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1544275812711653802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/06/mixed.html' title='mixed'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-5461921126125030075</id><published>2008-06-23T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:20:40.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PROTEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#6666cc"&gt;sa aking palagay, kung meron mang protesta na mas mahalaga pa kaysa EDSA Revolution, ito yun. kung alam niyo lang kung gaano ko kagustong pumunta dito.. iisipin niyo nababaliw na ako. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tragedy is the mother of tribulation.&lt;/b&gt; And if you’re lucky enough, even if for a moment, those hardships can bring about a beautiful strength you never knew possible. &lt;i&gt;Hannah Bond&lt;/i&gt; was a fellow Mcrmy soldier. Sadly, she committed suicide at the tender age of 13. Even sadder than that, her death was taken into mischievous manipulation for the better of common idiocy. Accusations of the criminal kind had been pointed at My Chemical Romance in result to Hannah’s death by the Daily Mail located in London. An &lt;b&gt;“emo death cult”&lt;/b&gt; is what was reported to be who had lent Hannah a hand in taking her own life. Lies. Ludicrous. &lt;b&gt;Protest.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/2/3/1/orig-4128231.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="topicbody"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/mZchCRaCxl" width="300" height="110" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="topicbody"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/omfgxnats/music/GFjhxKXv/my_chemical_romance_kill_all_your_friends/"&gt;Kill All Your Friends - My Chemical Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On May 31st, a ton of broken hearts, a few dozen more MCR fans, and a firm fist of outrage took a stand for the band that &lt;i&gt;saves lives&lt;/i&gt;, with hopes of reclaiming the &lt;b&gt;truth!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/2/5/1/orig-4128251.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Message in hand... of their own and from any unable to attend, they... &lt;b&gt;we&lt;/b&gt; were seen... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/3/4/1/orig-4128341.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and heard. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/3/6/1/orig-4128361.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden;&lt;br /&gt;WIDTH: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyNDk3NzM5ODQmcHQ9MTIxMzI*OTc3ODI2NSZwPTI4NDExJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden;&lt;br /&gt;WIDTH: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyNDk5NDUyMDMmcHQ9MTIxMzI*OTk*ODg1OSZwPTI4NDExJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden;&lt;br /&gt;WIDTH: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyNTAzMDI*NjgmcHQ9MTIxMzI1MDMwNjM*MyZwPTI4NDExJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...revenge at a modest boil and before the march took place, the band themselves had issued this apology to the family of Hannah Bond...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;We have recently learned of the suicide and tragic loss of Hannah Bond. We'd like to send our condolences to her family during this time of mourning. Our hearts and thoughts are with them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Chemical Romance are and always have been vocally anti-violence and anti-suicide. As a band, we have always made it one of our missions through our actions to provide comfort, support, and solace to our fans. The message and theme of our album "The Black Parade" is hope and courage. Our lyrics are about finding the strength to keep living through pain and hard times. The last song on our album states: "I am not afraid to keep on living" - a sentiment that embodies the band's position on hardships we all face as human beings. If you or anyone that you know have feelings of depression or suicide, we urge you to find your way and your voice to deal with these feelings positively.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With these words symbolizing much appreciated encouragement for our London MCRmy protesters, they rallied up in defense of the Romance. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;While our soldiers took to the streets, even more adversity came about. A group of people &lt;b&gt;POSING&lt;/b&gt; as legitimate members of the anti-scientology movement called Anonomous, disgustingly welcomed themselves on board. Neither part of Anonomous or barely a 6th grade intelligent level they did the best a shit head could. From posting pictures of horrifying pornography, filth and gore in our net community, (with intentions of shutting us down); to openly hiding within the crowd of protesters themselves. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/9/6/1/orig-4128961.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The repulsive intrusion went on for about 2 weeks from a few days before the protest date. Surprisingly we were graced with a word from an authentic Anonomous member in which they fully detached themselves from any MCR-hate activity happening at the march or online. The letter reads as follows...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;They are not real Anons, that's for sure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As with any unrestricted movement, the Anons have been "infiltrated" by those who would bring the movement down by using the very open format of the movement against them. This is not the only case of this happening, and is seems to be that some outsiders, including some Scilons (Co$ members) are using the Anonymous name to try and do the movement in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some of us warned the others sometime back that this kind of thing would happen and it has. All I can say is that those people who have claimed to be from Anon and harassing Buzznet members and/or MCR fans have nothing to do with the anti-Co$ that Anonymous is involved in. Anonymous did not suddenly branch out for such a stupid purpose. Others are using the movement to hide behind and cause trouble on their own, and are a bunch of sick and very cowardly bastards.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anon is not a group or an organization, and because of this, things like this can (and do) happen. Anonymous is a movement and it's purpose is to expose the cult known as the "Church of Scientology" for its actions and to bring about a change in its tax-exempt status. There is no "conspiracy" to harass MySpace, Facebook, Buzznet members and/or MCR fans with such stupidity. Anons don't have the time for that kind of crap... and for what purpose?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~Anonymous"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nonetheless, there we stood.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/0/9/1/orig-4129091.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Friends within strangers. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/4/0/1/orig-4128401.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heart without fear.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/4/2/1/orig-4128421.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Strength within numbers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/4/6/1/orig-4128461.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/7/2/3/6/1/orig-4172361.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/4/7/1/orig-4128471.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;and...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stories to tell!&lt;/b&gt; (from our buzznet MCRmy who attended the protest)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anotherway-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I didn't speak to them, or acknowledge their existence in any way ...oh, until one of the sick bastards touched our banner (AMAZING ROSE - THANKS HONEY!!)...then I yelled 'DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH IT, YOU CAN FUCK OFF' - wow, that made me feel better - it wasn't just about the banner - although that became a focal point for the true MCR fans - I yelled Fuck Off about the Forum, about the invasion of our privacy &amp; the protest, and just wanted them to Fuck Off the face of the earth in general. GGGGGRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Banner "MCR SAVED OUR LIVES &amp; THEY WILL SAVE YOURS" - was signed by all the real MCR fans there- I guarded it with my life to make sure non of those fuckin turds signed it - they kept circling trying to put one of their leery comments on it - but no way was I letting them fuckers near it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actually - they did make me laugh - just for how pathetic they were...with their crappy little cardboard signs - Rose tore up most of them and laughed in their faces - GO ROSE!!!&lt;br&gt;But the thing that made me LOL the most about them - OMG their shitty dress sense!!&lt;br&gt;Their little checked shirts and cruddy polo's - wow they looked intimidating -NOT!&lt;br&gt;They looked like the wankers they are. Totally ineffectual.&lt;br&gt;Yeah - they said we didn’t have the biggest crowd, and we didn’t make the biggest Protest in History - but we never went there to make the Daily Mail change their stance on MCR - I don’t give a fuck what the D Mail think about anything, let alone MCR - we went their to stand together, to say what we know to be true about our band, and about each other - and we had fun doing it.&lt;br&gt;It was really amazing to meet fans from Sweden who had traveled over, and fans from around this country - and of course to meet Faeriecake &amp; sis, xfrankieroromancex, and 5daggeredhearts - yep, still too long a name Rose!!! hahaha....the fans that were there, both at Marble Arch &amp; Derry Street - were in fine form - singing, hugging, laughing - and proving that we are NOT a fuckin suicide cult, and that the band are the complete opposite of the media portrayal of them.&lt;br&gt;The comments on our Buzznet banner are awesome - it will go to the band, along with a copy of the Buzznet Fans comments Folder...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...there was like 2 of the intruders and a bunch of followers, not saying a word - just holding up their sad little signs- which Rose kept ripping up!! hahaha....she's a mad woman!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel like we don't have to defend our gathering to them sick turds - I kept looking at them and thinking which one of them put all that porn, gore and racist comments onto our MCR shrine - forcing us all out for hours sometimes days...i really wanted to set them on fire (some people set the Daily Mail on fire!!)&lt;br&gt;^the paper itself NOT the office) lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;.....but as for our protest - it was peaceful (as requested) it was happy - we were there to prove MCR fans are not glum, emo, self harmers - and that was fuckin obvious to anyone watching! We didn't go to cause trouble - not like them who hide behind masks - from the sight of their clothes and hair - i swear they all have sub-human pimples!!!&lt;br&gt;The Police wouldn't allow us to march - but we took it in turns to sing our happy mcr songs outside the D Mail offices - bottom line was - we all supported each other, we all supported the band - we proved MCR fans are upbeat, happy, joyous in each others company...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;_____________________&lt;br&gt;xD Gotta love her!^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/2/1/1/orig-4129211.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;faerievampyr-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When we got there, Marble Arch was full of fans, all talking, hugging and having a good time supporting the band. Anotherway want to talk to the organizer, Alison, who she was speaking to frequently online, but she wasn't there, but she was with some more protesters outside the Daily Mail offices. There was press there doing interviews too. We had been there a couple of minutes talking to people when lovemisteriouso came over, I recognized her instantly because of her blond wavy hair. We were all stood there chatting, when a giant noise came from the right of us and a huge group of fans ran over there. I went over there too, and stood on the other side of the road were the 'evil intruders'. They were dressed in V for Vendetta masks and had signs telling us to slit our wrists...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...then the 'evil intruders' arrived and I think their evilness begins and end with their porn collection because, now they were talking and discussing MCR with the fans there. After hanging around for a while, Kerrang asked if we could all gather around for a photo for the magazine, even the not so evil 'evil anons' got in the picture.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;___________________________&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not all who planned to be there could. But they and the buzznet MCRmy were there in spirit... and permanent ink. ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/4/0/1/orig-4129401.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/4/1/1/orig-4129411.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/4/2/1/orig-4129421.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With a plenty good cause on their backs...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/4/4/1/orig-4129441.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;^&lt;b&gt;S.O.P.H.I.E (Stamp Out Prejudice Hatred &amp; Intolerance Everywhere)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sophie Lancaster was murdered on 11th August 2007 simply for the way she dressed. She was 20. Her parents have since set up the S.O.P.H.I.E fund to spread awareness of this problem, and to help prevent such things from happening in the future. You can show your support by visiting www.myspace.com/inmemoryofsophie&lt;br&gt;Wristbands are available.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And lots of "Water, water, water."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/4/6/1/orig-4129461.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After making our stand against the tabloid toiletry of the the Daily Mail, they themselves issued this statement...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The Daily Mail’s coverage of the 'Emo' movement has been balanced, restrained and above all, in the public interest. Genuine concerns were raised at the inquest earlier this month on 13 year old emo follower Hannah Bond who had been self-harming and then tragically killed herself."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"In common with other newspapers we ran an accurate news story recording the Coroner's remarks and the parents' comments. We also published two other articles, one of which explained the background to the Hannah tragedy in calm and un-sensational language."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"The other was a first person opinion piece by a well-known writer, written from the perspective of a mother concerned for her children. We have also run two prominent page lead letters from an emo music fan and from a fan of My Chemical Romance defending their point of view."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Our music critic admires the music of the band and publicized the band’s UK tour last year. Since this protest was announced a great deal of misinformation has appeared on the internet, much of which confuses what the Daily Mail has actually published with the comments of website readers and 'blogs' over which we have no control and which have stirred up emotions."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They added, "We note it has been pointed out by others that all this provides wonderful publicity for Warners and their impending release of My Chemical Romance's latest album."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"The Daily Mail is a broad church and is always ready to listen to the views of readers. We do, however, suggest those who want to protest or comment read everything we have published and act on fact not rumor."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ironically the "public interest" of this London paper seems to be exposing the paper for the rubbish it is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAILY MAIL DIET&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nick Angel is curious to find out what will be the effects of reading nothing but the Daily Mail for a month. His only knowledge of the state of the world will be from the Daily Mail. Will he go mad?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hannah's best friend and fellow My Chemical Romance fan spoke in defense of her friend, the protest and the band...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ftqZ_PjhgY&amp;hl=en" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br&gt;^&lt;i&gt;"Hannah had her reasons to kill herself. It's not because she wanted to be emo. It's not because she wanted to see the Black Parade."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Revolted. Restricted. Refined. After all it's said and done, one thing's for sure...&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden;&lt;br /&gt;WIDTH: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyNTQxMTU4OTAmcHQ9MTIxMzI1NDE2OTI1MCZwPTI4NDExJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;BN MCRmy Protest Attenders&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lovemisterioso &lt;br&gt;xmyfrankieroromancex&lt;br&gt;faerievampyr - provided videos and pictures. :)&lt;br&gt;anotherway&lt;br&gt;5daggeredhearts&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;^Much love and thanks to them all &lt;b&gt;for standing fucking tall.&lt;/b&gt; This feat will certainly never be forgotten.:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/7/2/7/7/1/orig-4172771.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;^This MCRmy movement even made it to the June issue of Kerrang Magazine. =)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="topicbody"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="topicbody"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="topicbody"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-5461921126125030075?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5461921126125030075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=5461921126125030075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/5461921126125030075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/5461921126125030075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/06/protest.html' title='THE PROTEST'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-430927837685357388</id><published>2008-05-29T14:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:27:58.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Girl, 13, hangs herself after becoming obsessed with Emo 'suicide cult' rock band&lt;/h1&gt;by ANDREW LEVY&lt;br&gt;Last updated at 08:45 09 May 2008  &lt;p&gt;A girl of 13 killed herself after becoming obsessed with a fashion which links death with glamour, an inquest heard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah Bond hanged herself from her bunk bed with a tie after becoming an "Emo".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo fans wear dark clothes, practise self-harm and listen to "suicide cult" rock bands.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyC" style="WIDTH: 470px; "&gt;&lt;img height="366" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/hannahbondKNP_468x366.jpg" width="468" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;'Everything to live for': school student Hannah Bond hanged herself not long after showing her father the cuts on her wrists as part of her 'emo initiation'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Two weeks before her death, she started following U.S. band My Chemical Romance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One of their songs contains the lyrics: "Although you're dead and gone, believe me your memory will go on."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah, described as a model pupil, had started cutting her wrists but told her father it was part of an initiation into the Emo fashion.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyR" style="WIDTH: 230px; "&gt;&lt;img height="413" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/parentsKNP_228x413.jpg" width="228" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Heartbroken: Ray and Heather Bond told the court their daughter had told them emo was 'just a fashion'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Coroner Roger Sykes said yesterday that Hannah's death was "not glamorous, just simply a tragic loss of a young life".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's mother Heather told the inquest she had researched the trend since her daughter's death.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"There are websites that show pink teddies hanging themselves," she said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She called Emo a fashion and I thought it was normal."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She added: "Hannah was a normal girl. She had loads of friends. She could be a bit moody but I thought it was just because she was a teenager."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's father Ray, a karate teacher, said: "Two weeks before, I saw the cuts. I asked her about them and she said it was an Emo initiation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She promised me she would never do it again."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah gave her name as Living Disaster on her page on social networking website Bebo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The page is decorated with a picture of an Emo girl with bloody wrists after slashing herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another picture shows a child's exercise book scrawled with the words: "Dear Diary, today I give up. . ."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest in Maidstone, Kent, heard Hannah had been with her boyfriend at a friend's house on the evening of September 22 last year.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She had been angry when she was told she was not allowed to sleep over and when she got home in East Peckham she went straight to her room, saying: "I want to kill myself."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest was told Hannah had not used drugs or alcohol before her death but Vanessa Everett, her head teacher at Mascalls School, said self-harm had become commonplace among other Emo fans.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recording a verdict of suicide, Mr Sykes said: "The Emo overtones concerning death and associating it with glamour I find very disturbing."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Emo phenomenon began in the U.S. in the 1980s. It is a largely teenage trend and is characterised by depression, self-injury and suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Followers wear tight jeans with studded belts and wristbands. Their hair is dyed black and worn in long fringes to obscure their faces.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo - from the word emotional - is a reference to the angst-filled lyrics and melancholy themes of the rock music central to the culture.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the foremost of these "suicide cult" bands is My Chemical Romance, from New Jersey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their first single, Welcome to the Black Parade, from the album The Black Parade, was released in 2006 and became a huge hit, going to number one in Britain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The concept album follows the story of a character called The Patient, who dies of cancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Black Parade is a nickname for the place where Emo fans believe they will go when they die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[ako lang nag-italicize nyan for emphasis]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;---------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;grabe. pakabasa ko nito gusto kong magmura. parang kumukulo yung dugo ko. tanga! tanga talaga yung nagsulat nito. di man lang xa nagresearch. bobo. bwiset. grrrrr. ayoko na. nasira na araw ko.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga nagsulat nyan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;para patunayan kong mali yung sinasabi niya. please pakinggan niyo ito.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/wd5b1E1dDP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/wd5b1E1dDP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos mali pa yung lyrics na nilagay nya, dapat "your memory will carry on.."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga. hindi journalism ang tawag dito. dapat kung journalist ka, pinapakita mo yung both sides of the story.. at sa news hindi pwede ang opinions, facts dapat. buti sana kung editorial ito.. baka irespeto ko pa yung mga opinyon nya kung mapatunayan niyang "My Chemical Romance glamourized suicide"..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;first, music is not to blame. i don't think a mere song could push someone to kill herself. i feel really sorry for this girl, but maybe she had some other issues that pushed her to kill herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;there were really funny comments to this article like&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Time to blame My Chemical Romance instead of Marilyn Manson now?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Beth, South West, 8/5/2008 0:54&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Seems that none of My Chemical Romance have committed suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Carrie, Italy, 8/5/2008 4:43&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-430927837685357388?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/430927837685357388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=430927837685357388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/430927837685357388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/430927837685357388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/05/wtf_29.html' title='wtf.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6703529463044842609</id><published>2008-05-29T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:27:50.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Girl, 13, hangs herself after becoming obsessed with Emo 'suicide cult' rock band&lt;/h1&gt;by ANDREW LEVY&lt;br&gt;Last updated at 08:45 09 May 2008  &lt;p&gt;A girl of 13 killed herself after becoming obsessed with a fashion which links death with glamour, an inquest heard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah Bond hanged herself from her bunk bed with a tie after becoming an "Emo".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo fans wear dark clothes, practise self-harm and listen to "suicide cult" rock bands.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyC" style="WIDTH: 470px; "&gt;&lt;img height="366" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/hannahbondKNP_468x366.jpg" width="468" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;'Everything to live for': school student Hannah Bond hanged herself not long after showing her father the cuts on her wrists as part of her 'emo initiation'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Two weeks before her death, she started following U.S. band My Chemical Romance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One of their songs contains the lyrics: "Although you're dead and gone, believe me your memory will go on."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah, described as a model pupil, had started cutting her wrists but told her father it was part of an initiation into the Emo fashion.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyR" style="WIDTH: 230px; "&gt;&lt;img height="413" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/parentsKNP_228x413.jpg" width="228" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Heartbroken: Ray and Heather Bond told the court their daughter had told them emo was 'just a fashion'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Coroner Roger Sykes said yesterday that Hannah's death was "not glamorous, just simply a tragic loss of a young life".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's mother Heather told the inquest she had researched the trend since her daughter's death.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"There are websites that show pink teddies hanging themselves," she said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She called Emo a fashion and I thought it was normal."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She added: "Hannah was a normal girl. She had loads of friends. She could be a bit moody but I thought it was just because she was a teenager."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's father Ray, a karate teacher, said: "Two weeks before, I saw the cuts. I asked her about them and she said it was an Emo initiation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She promised me she would never do it again."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah gave her name as Living Disaster on her page on social networking website Bebo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The page is decorated with a picture of an Emo girl with bloody wrists after slashing herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another picture shows a child's exercise book scrawled with the words: "Dear Diary, today I give up. . ."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest in Maidstone, Kent, heard Hannah had been with her boyfriend at a friend's house on the evening of September 22 last year.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She had been angry when she was told she was not allowed to sleep over and when she got home in East Peckham she went straight to her room, saying: "I want to kill myself."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest was told Hannah had not used drugs or alcohol before her death but Vanessa Everett, her head teacher at Mascalls School, said self-harm had become commonplace among other Emo fans.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recording a verdict of suicide, Mr Sykes said: "The Emo overtones concerning death and associating it with glamour I find very disturbing."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Emo phenomenon began in the U.S. in the 1980s. It is a largely teenage trend and is characterised by depression, self-injury and suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Followers wear tight jeans with studded belts and wristbands. Their hair is dyed black and worn in long fringes to obscure their faces.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo - from the word emotional - is a reference to the angst-filled lyrics and melancholy themes of the rock music central to the culture.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the foremost of these "suicide cult" bands is My Chemical Romance, from New Jersey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their first single, Welcome to the Black Parade, from the album The Black Parade, was released in 2006 and became a huge hit, going to number one in Britain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The concept album follows the story of a character called The Patient, who dies of cancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Black Parade is a nickname for the place where Emo fans believe they will go when they die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[ako lang nag-italicize nyan for emphasis]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;---------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;grabe. pakabasa ko nito gusto kong magmura. parang kumukulo yung dugo ko. tanga! tanga talaga yung nagsulat nito. di man lang xa nagresearch. bobo. bwiset. grrrrr. ayoko na. nasira na araw ko.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga nagsulat nyan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;para patunayan kong mali yung sinasabi niya. please pakinggan niyo ito.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/wd5b1E1dDP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/wd5b1E1dDP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos mali pa yung lyrics na nilagay nya, dapat "your memory will carry on.."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga. hindi journalism ang tawag dito. dapat kung journalist ka, pinapakita mo yung both sides of the story.. at sa news hindi pwede ang opinions, facts dapat. buti sana kung editorial ito.. baka irespeto ko pa yung mga opinyon nya kung mapatunayan niyang "My Chemical Romance glamourized suicide"..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;first, music is not to blame. i don't think a mere song could push someone to kill herself. i feel really sorry for this girl, but maybe she had some other issues that pushed her to kill herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;there were really funny comments to this article like&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Time to blame My Chemical Romance instead of Marilyn Manson now?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Beth, South West, 8/5/2008 0:54&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Seems that none of My Chemical Romance have committed suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Carrie, Italy, 8/5/2008 4:43&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-6703529463044842609?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6703529463044842609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=6703529463044842609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6703529463044842609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6703529463044842609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/05/wtf.html' title='wtf.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-9043108750160791420</id><published>2008-05-29T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:16:41.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-564611/Girl-13-hangs-obsessed-Emo-suicide-cult-rock-band.html"&gt;Girl, 13, hangs herself after becoming obsessed with Emo 'suicide cult' rock band&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;by ANDREW LEVY&lt;br&gt;Last updated at 08:45 09 May 2008  &lt;p&gt;A girl of 13 killed herself after becoming obsessed with a fashion which links death with glamour, an inquest heard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah Bond hanged herself from her bunk bed with a tie after becoming an "Emo".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo fans wear dark clothes, practise self-harm and listen to "suicide cult" rock bands.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyC" style="WIDTH: 470px; "&gt;&lt;img height="366" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/hannahbondKNP_468x366.jpg" width="468" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;'Everything to live for': school student Hannah Bond hanged herself not long after showing her father the cuts on her wrists as part of her 'emo initiation'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Two weeks before her death, she started following U.S. band My Chemical Romance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One of their songs contains the lyrics: "Although you're dead and gone, believe me your memory will go on."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah, described as a model pupil, had started cutting her wrists but told her father it was part of an initiation into the Emo fashion.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyR" style="WIDTH: 230px; "&gt;&lt;img height="413" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/parentsKNP_228x413.jpg" width="228" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Heartbroken: Ray and Heather Bond told the court their daughter had told them emo was 'just a fashion'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Coroner Roger Sykes said yesterday that Hannah's death was "not glamorous, just simply a tragic loss of a young life".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's mother Heather told the inquest she had researched the trend since her daughter's death.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"There are websites that show pink teddies hanging themselves," she said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She called Emo a fashion and I thought it was normal."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She added: "Hannah was a normal girl. She had loads of friends. She could be a bit moody but I thought it was just because she was a teenager."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's father Ray, a karate teacher, said: "Two weeks before, I saw the cuts. I asked her about them and she said it was an Emo initiation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She promised me she would never do it again."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah gave her name as Living Disaster on her page on social networking website Bebo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The page is decorated with a picture of an Emo girl with bloody wrists after slashing herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another picture shows a child's exercise book scrawled with the words: "Dear Diary, today I give up. . ."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest in Maidstone, Kent, heard Hannah had been with her boyfriend at a friend's house on the evening of September 22 last year.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She had been angry when she was told she was not allowed to sleep over and when she got home in East Peckham she went straight to her room, saying: "I want to kill myself."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest was told Hannah had not used drugs or alcohol before her death but Vanessa Everett, her head teacher at Mascalls School, said self-harm had become commonplace among other Emo fans.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recording a verdict of suicide, Mr Sykes said: "The Emo overtones concerning death and associating it with glamour I find very disturbing."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Emo phenomenon began in the U.S. in the 1980s. It is a largely teenage trend and is characterised by depression, self-injury and suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Followers wear tight jeans with studded belts and wristbands. Their hair is dyed black and worn in long fringes to obscure their faces.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo - from the word emotional - is a reference to the angst-filled lyrics and melancholy themes of the rock music central to the culture.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the foremost of these "suicide cult" bands is My Chemical Romance, from New Jersey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their first single, Welcome to the Black Parade, from the album The Black Parade, was released in 2006 and became a huge hit, going to number one in Britain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The concept album follows the story of a character called The Patient, who dies of cancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Black Parade is a nickname for the place where Emo fans believe they will go when they die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[ako lang nag-italicize nyan for emphasis]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;---------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;grabe. pakabasa ko nito gusto kong magmura. parang kumukulo yung dugo ko. tanga! tanga talaga yung nagsulat nito. di man lang xa nagresearch. bobo. bwiset. grrrrr. ayoko na. nasira na araw ko.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga nagsulat nyan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;para patunayan kong mali yung sinasabi niya. please pakinggan niyo ito.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/dfzpBlJ/music/69NyDAc8/gerard_way_antiviolence_speech"&gt;Gerard Way: Anti-Violence Speech (0:25 - 1:40)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos mali pa yung lyrics na nilagay nung author, dapat "your memory will carry on.."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga. hindi journalism ang tawag dito. dapat kung journalist ka, pinapakita mo yung both sides of the story.. at sa news hindi pwede ang opinions, facts dapat. buti sana kung editorial ito.. baka irespeto ko pa yung mga opinyon nya kung mapatunayan niyang "My Chemical Romance glamourized suicide"..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;first, music is not to blame. i don't think a mere song could push someone to kill herself. i feel really sorry for this girl, but maybe she had some other issues that pushed her to kill herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;there were some funny comments to this article like&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Time to blame My Chemical Romance instead of Marilyn Manson now?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Beth, South West, 8/5/2008 0:54&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Seems that none of My Chemical Romance have committed suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Carrie, Italy, 8/5/2008 4:43&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Parents LOOK AFTER your babies.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Jimpy, Lincs, 8/5/2008 1:14&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;i feel bad because i'm a fan (that is different from "i feel bad that i'm a fan").. i don't want this notion about us. we don't support MCR by hurting ourselves. suicide is the exact opposite of what the band is trying to say. ever since "revenge" (2nd album), the band, especially the frontman Gerard Way has always been AGAINST these "emo acts". Gerard went through this struggle himself. he was an alcoholic, a suicidal.. he was wasted. he felt that he had to drink to be in the band.. he had to immerse himself in pills and booze to go on that stage and play for a band ironically called my "chemical" romance. during the times when he saw death as an escape route, he called someone to talk him through it. after that, he got clean and sober.. and never played drunk again just like he always did. as he said in an interview.. "i'll never touch a drink again.. the moment i do, i'll lose everything i've got." their album "The Black Parade" is an album celebrating life... with lyrics like "i am not afraid to keep on living.." and  "go and try, you'll never break me".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;the band members' claim was that being in the band saved their lives... for gerard way, it had saved him twice. first, from the depression he felt after 9/11. it was the first time he said "fuck art! i am drawing fro companies and not helping anyone..". he was working in new york and saw planes crash to the towers.. and the falling bodies. he didn't know anyone in the building, but he felt this empathy for the people who have lost. he was about to pitch a series called "The Breakfast Monkey" to Cartoon Network... he had talks with the executives etc... but it was this empathy that made him quit doing art. he wrote "skylines and turnstiles" as an expression of what he felt after the 9/11 tragedy.. and called up people he haven't seen in years namely ray toro (lead guitarist) and matt pellisier (former drummer).. he started a band.. later named by his brother mikey way (bassist) as my chemical romance.. and the rest, as they say, is history. the second time it saved him was when he was really depressed .. and he needed something to live for. revenge was out for only a few weeks when gerard hit rock bottom. as i have written, he was into pills and booze.. but the worst was coccaine. the band became his reason for living.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;why all this storytelling? well, that is to say that MCR's goal is to save lives. personally, i  can't say that MCR saved my life.. i haven't really been in a state where i needed to be saved.. but they have inspired me a lot. evident in this entry, huh?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;how can a band with such &lt;insert all synonyms of beautiful and inspirational&gt; message be called a "suicide cult"?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;i spent all morning writing this entry, researching, and chatting with my co-MCR fans about this article.&lt;br&gt;MCRmy in London plus members of the MCR Buzznet community planned a march to protest against the depiction of the band in this ridiculous article. the march, set to begin at Hyde Park's West Pond in central London, takes place on the afternoon of may 31. they are expecting about a thousand people to join. the fans are doing all giving all their efforts to make the march successful.. quoting one of them:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;"It annoys me the amount of people on here who are taking the time to say that MCR are a crap band - this isn't actually about MCR, it's about the Daily Mail using a band as a scapegoat so they can sell some newspapers and scare parents all over the country. I read the articles, and they were ridiculous. At one point the mother admits that her daughter actually said to her 'I feel like killing myself' and her reply was 'don't be so silly, we'll talk about it tomorrow' - hours later the girl was dead! She cut herself and her father accepted that it was a fashion statement! MCR didn't kill this girl, she was crying out to her parents for help and they didn't pay attention. I think a lot of people should join this march, not just MCR fans, but anyone who wants the truth about issues such as youth suicide reported in a responsible manner by the media."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nme.com/news/my-chemical-romance/36894"&gt;we (fans) are very anxious to speak out.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mychemicalromance.com/news#node_453"&gt;my chemical romance also gave a statement about the article.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;sabi ko naman sa homepage ko, &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK&lt;/font&gt;. kaya kung ayaw niyo sa MCR.. o kung naririndi na kayo sa mga kaadikan ko sa kanila.. then you better leave. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-9043108750160791420?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/9043108750160791420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=9043108750160791420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/9043108750160791420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/9043108750160791420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/05/wtf_7108.html' title='wtf.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-782356059342348393</id><published>2008-05-28T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T19:41:28.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>isa ito sa mga dahilan kung bakit ayaw ko sa pilipinas..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img220.imageshack.us/img220/6882/69261379pa6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;grabe. 9th of April.. birthday ni Gerard Way. di ko maimagine, pag ako siguro nanalo niyan pwede na ko mamatay pagkatapos.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-782356059342348393?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/782356059342348393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=782356059342348393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/782356059342348393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/782356059342348393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/05/isa-ito-sa-mga-dahilan-kung-bakit-ayaw.html' title='isa ito sa mga dahilan kung bakit ayaw ko sa pilipinas..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-7896826787546453406</id><published>2008-05-28T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:12:41.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>magaling.</title><content type='html'>isang box ng muffins. gudlak naman sa "no-carb" diet ko. :D&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-7896826787546453406?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7896826787546453406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=7896826787546453406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7896826787546453406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7896826787546453406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/05/magaling.html' title='magaling.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-9002873166564846116</id><published>2008-05-27T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T06:47:20.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a must-read. </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="text12px"&gt; &lt;h1 style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt;ito yung email na dumating sakin nung may 1 ata... para sa may 5 makapag pre-order ako.. kaso shemay, ang mahal.. nung sinubukan ko about &lt;strong&gt;3500pesos&lt;/strong&gt; mababawas sa credit card ni mama (ang mahal ng shipping)...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kung mayroon man diyan na may mabuting kalooban.. at magpasaya ng kapawa.. palimos ako ng 3500...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;h1 style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt;GET THE NEW MCR CD/DVD - WITH SPECIAL MASKS MADE BY THE BAND!&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hey Guys and Gals,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We have all been anxiously waiting for June 24th. On this day, the DVD/CD entitled "The Black Parade is Dead" hits stores, online outlets, and other avenues. Starting today, you'll be able to preorder said DVD/CD directly from &lt;a href="http://theblackparadeisdead.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_0"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#003399"&gt;theblackparadeisdead.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It depicts the final "Black Parade" show in all of its arena-rock glory, live from &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_1"&gt;Mexico City&lt;/span&gt; this past Fall. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We also decided to include a video of the intimate show we had at New Jersey's legendary club, Maxwells, this past October. We played one of our very first shows on that stage, and it was amazing to be on it once again. These shows were some of the most memorable and fun we've ever had onstage. The kids at the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_2"&gt;Mexico City&lt;/span&gt; show actually overpowered the PA, and their voices were deafening. The Maxwells show was complete pandemonium, and the video captures the feeling of and old school MCR show, the way it was way back when. I want to apologize for the wait, as we wanted to make sure that it was absolutely perfect for your viewing pleasure. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With the &lt;a href="http://theblackparadeisdead.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#003399"&gt;pre-order&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, you are entitled to 3 DRM-free download of select tracks from the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_4"&gt;Mexico City&lt;/span&gt; show (Mama, Dead, and Welcome to the Black Parade). Inside the special edition, you'll find the DVD tucked inside of a collectible pinewood coffin box with our logo burned into the top. Also, inside, you will receive 1 of 5 Day of The Dead-esque masks we each designed. We had a blast designing them, and hope you have a blast wearing them, (or whatever else you choose to do with them). The special edition also contains a "death certificate of authenticity with our signatures printed on it. This edition if extremely limited, so if you want one, &lt;a href="http://theblackparadeisdead.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_5"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#003399"&gt;pre-order&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sooner than later. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We are almost finished with our special intimate theater tour and it's been insane. Some of venues we haven't played in many years, and flood my head with fond memories. It's amazing to be able to share with all of our fans old and new. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We love each and every one of you, and hope you have as much fun watching it as we had making it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Regards&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mikeyway &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR5.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR4.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR3.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR2.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR1.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="text12px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/3528/wsihesqp9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;By &lt;a href="http://profile.imageshack.us/user/purletpunk" target="_new"&gt;purletpunk&lt;/a&gt; at 2008-05-27 &lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/8226/wihs2nf0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;By &lt;a href="http://profile.imageshack.us/user/purletpunk" target="_new"&gt;purletpunk&lt;/a&gt; at 2008-05-27&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-9002873166564846116?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/9002873166564846116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=9002873166564846116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/9002873166564846116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/9002873166564846116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/05/must-read.html' title='a must-read. '/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-3540209098942219875</id><published>2008-05-26T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:44:41.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunas by Potassium '08 (directed by me :D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/purletpunk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/purletpunk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sa mga pota,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;       Mukhang hindi na kasi tayo magkakaroon ng pota outing.. at may mga tao rin namang gustong mapanood yung "maanumalyang" film na pinagpaguran, pinaghirapan, iniyakan, tinawanan, at "crinam" (gets?) natin. So ayan.. punta na lang kayo sa link. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-3540209098942219875?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3540209098942219875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=3540209098942219875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/3540209098942219875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/3540209098942219875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunas-by-potassium-directed-by-me-d.html' title='Lunas by Potassium &amp;#39;08 (directed by me :D)'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-8264120301464911499</id><published>2008-05-26T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:33:44.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunas, a film by Potassium '08 (directed by me. :D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Pota Peepz,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;      Sa dahilanang hindi na matutuloy ang pinapalano nating pota outing.. at may mga gutso talagang mapanood ang pinaghirapan, pinagpaguran, iniyakan, tinawanan, pinag-awayan at crammed nating "film", pinost ko ito sa YouTube.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Part 1&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjZqkUVulQE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/LjZqkUVulQE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param&lt;/a&gt; name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjZqkUVulQE&amp;hl=en"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/LjZqkUVulQE&amp;hl=en&lt;/a&gt;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Part 2&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param&lt;/a&gt; name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en&lt;/a&gt;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Part 3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param&lt;/a&gt; name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en&lt;/a&gt;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;happy viewing. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-8264120301464911499?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8264120301464911499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=8264120301464911499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/8264120301464911499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/8264120301464911499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunas-film-by-potassium-directed-by-me.html' title='Lunas, a film by Potassium &amp;#39;08 (directed by me. :D)'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-1413919433112545396</id><published>2008-05-19T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T20:02:46.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sino marunong mag CSS?</title><content type='html'>    yung mga web dyan na pisay... lagyan nyo naman 'to ng tagboard. sinusubukan ko dun sa customize site pero ang sabi, "you cannot use javascript in your welcome message"... pero gumagana pag embedded flash object. yun nga lang di ako makahanap ng tagboard na flash. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wala lang. para masaya at di na masyado maraming clicks. :D&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-1413919433112545396?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1413919433112545396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=1413919433112545396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1413919433112545396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1413919433112545396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/05/sino-marunong-mag-css.html' title='sino marunong mag CSS?'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6966899462604323888</id><published>2008-05-12T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T03:37:11.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala..</title><content type='html'>  waw. tuloy na tuloy na talaga ako sa intarmed. hehe. di pa rin ako makapaniwala hanggang ngayon kasi nga wala naman talaga 'to sa plano ko. pero masaya ako na tumuloy ako. mukha namang mababait ang mga kaklase ko tapos marami na rin akong nameet na bagong friends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...pero dahil alam ko nang mejo maluwag ang sked ko.. parati ako pupunta ng diliman pag may oras ako kasi namimiss ko na talaga ang mga kaibigan kong nag-aaral dun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...tapos masaya ako. sina bulette, ada at kim lang nakakaalam. :D&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-6966899462604323888?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6966899462604323888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=6966899462604323888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6966899462604323888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6966899462604323888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/05/lalala.html' title='lalala..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-2363353455877022271</id><published>2008-04-18T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:02:28.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wish ko lang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;may tigdas ako ngayon. gusto ko talagang sumama sa TRUTH OVERNIGHT!!! kaso baka mahawa ko pa kayo/sila. waaaaah..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;pagdasal niyo na gumaling ako agad. :D&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;babay.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-2363353455877022271?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2363353455877022271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=2363353455877022271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/2363353455877022271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/2363353455877022271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/04/wish-ko-lang.html' title='wish ko lang..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-497537123499959892</id><published>2008-04-16T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T04:03:10.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all coming back. </title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;ok. di ko na nilagyan ng babala sa title. read at your own risk.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i'm writing this entry after:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;UL&gt; &lt;LI&gt;eating a lot of camote  &lt;LI&gt;&lt;EM&gt;killing&lt;/EM&gt; my music player.. i mean literally, it's dead. it won't power on  &lt;LI&gt;waiting for the whole LOTMS video diary to load on multiply YouTube windows  &lt;LI&gt;finally, watching the whole of LOTMS.&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/UL&gt; &lt;P&gt;this day is definitely life-changing. i know.. i seem overreacting, but it really is. let me give you a little background. LOTMS, short for &lt;STRONG&gt;Life On The Murder Scene&lt;/STRONG&gt;.. is like the history DVD of My Chemical Romance, which, as most of you know, is my favorite band. before january 25, i don't think i can ever be happy/satisfied with life. i found my missing piece after seeing my favorite band perform live. it's just now, after i have watched LOTMS, that i've decided to examine my life and really make a plan. just a plan to rock the hell out of me and put this &lt;EM&gt;whole&lt;/EM&gt; me into action again. i have examined my life. not that i have a lot of experiences to begin with, but basically, i tried to see what i would want to become, how i would do it and how much time i have wasted.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;wastes&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i realized that i have wasted so much of my time on viewing fansites, watching a lot of interviews, music videos and concert videos, writing blogs (just like my previous entry) to show how much of a fan i am, telling&lt;EM&gt; &lt;/EM&gt;mcr stories to my friends, doing nothing while listening to mcr songs. i should have used my time in doing things that would show how much mcr has inspired me... in doing things that gives me enough reason to say that "&lt;STRONG&gt;mcr saved my life&lt;/STRONG&gt;". nothing less.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"we wanted to play. but it's not because of that.. that we started all of this. it's because we wanted to play, but because we had a purpose." - gerard way.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i have never known any band say those things. not that i dont really pay attention, i actually do. when i come across a really good band, i research aboutthem . i try to find the meaning of their songs in some bits that i know from lives. there would be those times that i'd my friends and i would talk about music and it would always end up in an.. "aaah.. i didn't know that" sort of reaction from my friends. at times, i'd be talking about band members' life stories.. influences and all. maybe that is the reason that i have been this hooked up on mcr.. it's because there is a lot to know about. forum discussions won't end.. news every once in a while.. millions of their pictures and thousands of their videos on the Internet.. for a while it seemed like this mcr mania won't end. in my opinion, it will. all the hype will end, but never will their legacy.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"lyrically, we wanted to take music to a place it hadn't been into for a long time.. which was to tell stories.. and used these kinds of sweeping metaphors instead of like.. "he broke my heart.." - gerard way&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"interventions weren't working at that point. my discussions with him weren't.. his band's discussions with him weren't. he wanted to be drunk" - brian (mcr's manager)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"if you or someone you know are severely depressed, you need to fucking talk to somebody. your bestfriend, your mom, or someone from school. i don't give a fuck. because wasting your life on suicide is fucking bullshit" - gee way&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;// to be continued&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-497537123499959892?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/497537123499959892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=497537123499959892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/497537123499959892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/497537123499959892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-all-coming-back.html' title='it&amp;#39;s all coming back. '/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6509355433741757105</id><published>2008-04-15T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:01:27.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm proud. :D // di nyo kailangan basahin kung hindi kayo mcr fan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;H2 id=itemtitle&gt;My Chemical Romance's Gerard Way Condemns Emo-Bashers&lt;/H2&gt; &lt;DIV id=itembody&gt;Emo fans have been threatened with violence in Mexico in recent weeks, but apparently &lt;A href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/gerardway"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;Gerard Way&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt; of &lt;A href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/mychemicalromance"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt; has taken up the cause. When MCR took the stage this past Saturday at Zero Fest in Mexico City, Way immediately spoke in earnest to the crowd, according to MTV News:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"I want to say something today before we continue. Recently we've been hearing a lot of stuff about some violence here in your country having to do with kids who want to wear black t-shirts … or some kind of bull-- stuff like that. We don't want to see any f---ing violence! We came here for one reason, and that's to be at the f---ing rock show!"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG style="CURSOR: hand" src="http://buzznet-39.vo.llnwd.net/assets/imgx/3/2/9/6/3/2/1/orig-3296321.jpg" border=0 useSrc="http://buzznet-39.vo.llnwd.net/assets/imgx/3/2/9/6/3/2/1/orig-3296321.jpg" idx="0" __doClobber__="true"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Gerard appears to be the first major music personality to stand up and say something in defense of the subculture that has been discriminated against recently. His profanity-laden rant could be the first step in some sort of peace treaty between emos and the ruffians who would impose their will upon them.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Get up to speed on the hostile situation in Mexico with these previous updates:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.buzznet.com/groups/buzznetmetalmadness/journals/43130971/"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;&lt;U&gt;Anti-emo violence thwarted in Tijuana&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://thereaper.buzznet.com/user/journal/2078641/anti-emo-violence-planned-saturday/"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;&lt;U&gt;Anti-emo violence planned in Tijuana&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A rel=nofollow xhref="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/journal/2072871/more-violence-against-emos-mexico/"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;&lt;U&gt;More violence against emos in Mexico&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A rel=nofollow xhref="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/journal/1985801/metalheads-wage-war-emos-mexico/"&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;Metalheads wage war with emos in Mexico&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;-------&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;this makes me love him more. sa tagal ko nang nanonood ng live performances ng mga banda (oo, hindi lang mcr ang pinapanood ko noh).. sila lang ang may concern talaga sa behavior ng fans nila. at ilang ulit ko bang sasabihin na hindi sila "emo". kung ang pag-uusapan ay genre, pramis anlayo ng tunog nila sa "emo". kahit yung lyrics nila hindi "emo". yung lyrics nila wala nung mga mushy cheesy ewan na maririnig sa mga emo songs. matatanggap ko pa na yung fashion sense nila ay medyo "emo" kasi parating black.. pero i prefer goth.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;hindi dahil fan ako kaya ko sinasabing magaling sila.. pero magaling talaga sila. honestly, wala akong mahanap na katunog nila.. halimbawa, magkatunog yung taking back sunday at mayday parade. o kaya p!atd at fall out boy. mcr's incomparable. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;i don;t care what people think about. na mukha akong timang sa mga ginagawa kong 'to. marami pang mas malala sa akin noh. mayroon akong mga kilala na siguro 50% ng buhay nila ay mcr. literal. yung mga tipo na nagtatravel across countries para masundan ang mcr sa tour nila at mapanood sila ng paulit-ulit. haha. kung mayaman lang ako at walang kailangan gawin sa buhay baka ganun ako. meron din namang nakikipag-away para maipagtanggol yung mcr. minsan naging ganun ako, nung sinabi na hindi daw nagbigay ng encore yung mcr sa concert nila sa pinas kasi hindi daw sila nasiyahan sa pagtanggap ng mga pilipino. nainis talaga ako. kaya dun sa forum ako yung may pinakamahabang post. grabe na ito.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.buzznet.com/web/music/journals/entry/1979861/mcr-deny-encore-give-away/"&gt;MCR deny encore&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;comment ko:&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;hey!!! i went to that concert! i'm a filipino and i don't think you're right about us being unappreciative. I WAS AT THE FRONT ROW. well, not the VIP but, i can really say that we gave justice to the efforts that mcr gave to play in our country. if you've looked over the wikipedia article about black parade tour dates and setlists (yeah, they have different setlists for each leg of their tour, ok?), "famous last words" and "desert song" were listed under the subheading "ENCORE". and the VIP people got their tickets from sponsors.. i mean the big companies that help make the concert possible, so what are the chances that all the people they would give the tickets to are true blue MCR fans like most of us who attended the concert. the VIP tickets were available only a week before the concert because the VIP tickets WERE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE AVAILABLE TO THE PUBLIC. it's a problem of distribution.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i'm sorry, i'm just really pissed off. it has been a while after the mcr concert before i came across this article. i can still remember that night, they were "really fucking awesome," just like they said we filipinos were.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;go MCR!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;- honey&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;-----&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;nadescribe ko na nga ata sa post ko after ng concert kung gaano ako ka-fan... dadagdagan ko na lang mula sa econ mag article ko:&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman, new york, times, serif"&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Honey Jane T. Dela Cruz&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Econ Article #2&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;// Marahil ay marami akong mabanggit tungkol sa MCR, ngunit hindi dahil sa ineendorso ko sila, sadyang sila lang aking magagamit na halimbawa.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;//Premise o basta parang disclamer: Baka kasi hindi kilala ng mambabasa ang MCR.. lalagyan ko na lang. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Pamimintuho&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;: Kumpisal mula sa &lt;I&gt;die-hard&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;true-blue&lt;/I&gt; &lt;I&gt;forever&lt;/I&gt; &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Bawat tao ay may kanya-kanyang lihim na kagustuhan. Bawat isa ay may iba’t ibang pagkiling sa kung anong maganda at hindi, nakawiwili at nakakainis, at sa kung ano ang kanilang i&lt;I&gt;idol&lt;/I&gt;hin o pararaanin na lamang. Kahit ang mga matatalinong tao, gaya ng mga iskolar sa Pisay, ay kakakitaan ng ganitong mga pagkiling. Hindi mo alam, may &lt;I&gt;iniidolo&lt;/I&gt; rin pala sila. Akala mo, puro mga aklat at takdang-aralin&lt;SPAN&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;lang ang alam nila.. mayroon din palang isang bahagi ng kanilang pagkatao na nakalaan sa kanilang mga &lt;I&gt;idol&lt;/I&gt;, sa kanilang mga pinipintuho.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Pagiging &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; ang tawag sa ganitong estado. Hindi ka lang humahanga sa isang tao, bagay, libangan atbp., kundi pinintuho mo sila. Kumbaga, mas malalim ang pagtanggap mo sa magagandang katangian ng iyong &lt;I&gt;iniidolo&lt;/I&gt;.. at pilit mo silang itinatangi sa mga kakumpitensiya nila. Kapag naririnig natin ang katagang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;, madalas ay unang sumasagi sa isip natin ay grupo ng mga babaeng walang tigil sa pagtili habang iwinawagayway ang &lt;I&gt;poster&lt;/I&gt;s at &lt;I&gt;banners&lt;/I&gt; na may malaking mukha ng kanilang idol. Yung tipong, isasakripisyo nila kahit ano para lang mapanood at masuportahan yung paborito nilang artista o kaya banda. Mas madalas, natatawa tayo sa ganitong pag-uugali.. sa pagturing ng mga &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; sa kanilang &lt;I&gt;iniidolo&lt;/I&gt; na parang mga diyos.. at umaabot sa punto na kahit ano gagawin na nila para sa kanilang mga idol.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Iba kami sa mga &lt;I&gt;stalker&lt;/I&gt;, pero maihahalintulad kami sa mga adik. Hindi sa mga adik sa ipinagbabawal na gamot, pero adik dahil nagiging pangangailangan na namin ang aming mga idol at lahat ng mga bagay na may kinalaman sa kanila. Paulit-ulit kong sasabihin na walang maitutumbas na kasiyahan ng isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; kapag nakatagpo na niya ang kaniyang idol. Walang maikukumpara sa kasiyahang dulot ng pagtatagpong ito, sapagkat para itong katuparan ng aming mga pangarap&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Patikim-tikim&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Gaya nga ng aking nabanggit, ako ay isang masugid na tagapakinig ng &lt;I&gt;rock music&lt;/I&gt;. Masugid sapagkat hindi lang ako nakikinig sa isang banda dahil sa kanilang kasikatan. Sa pamamagitan ng &lt;I&gt;Internet&lt;/I&gt;, nagagawa kong makahanap ng mga bagong banda, mga bagong &lt;I&gt;genre&lt;/I&gt;, at ma-&lt;I&gt;download&lt;/I&gt; ang mga ito, kung sakaling aking magustuhan. Hindi man halata sa aking pagkatao, na parang isang babaeng bakla, sa rock music ako nakakapakinig nang hindi na ako &lt;I&gt;nadidistract &lt;/I&gt;sa aking ginagawa. Hanggang sa isang araw, napakinggan ko sa &lt;I&gt;&lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_0&gt;iPod&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/I&gt; ng isang kaibigan ang mga kantang Welcome to the Black Parade at Famous Last Words, ng MCR. Mula noon, hindi ko na mabitawan ang &lt;I&gt;&lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_1&gt;iPod&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/I&gt;ng aking kaibigan. Paulit-ulit ko silang pinapakinggan, mga halos 20 beses nang paulit-ulit at walang hinto (&lt;I&gt;repeat one mode&lt;/I&gt;). Bawat parte ng awitin ay kinakabisado ko, mapa-&lt;I&gt;vocals&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;drums&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;lead guitar&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;rhythm guitar&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;bass&lt;/I&gt; at &lt;I&gt;piano&lt;/I&gt;. Kung sakali sigurong magaling akong tumugtog ng mga naturang instrumento, makakaya kong kapain ang buong kanta dahil sa sobrang kabisado ko ito. Kapag nakapikit ako, napaghihiwalay ko sa utak ko ang bawat piyesa, at ninanamnam ko ang ganda sa likod ng sining na ito. Noong mga panahong iyon, nabuhay ako paisa-isang kanta, sa patikim-tikim.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Bawat simpleng detalye..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Naisip kong kilalanin sila, baka sakaling malaman ko kung bakit ganoon kalaki ang epekto ng kanilang mga kanta sa akin. Dalawang kanta pa lamang ang napapakinggan ko noon, paano na kaya ngayon na ang 48 kanta nila ay kabisado kong lahat? Sinaliksik ko ang interpretasyon ng ibang mga &lt;I&gt;fans&lt;/I&gt; sa kanilang mga kanta at pati kung anong nais nilang maiparating mula rito. Walang kisap-mata kong masasabi na mas matindi pa ang &lt;I&gt;research&lt;/I&gt; na ginawa ko sa MCR, kumpara sa research na nagawa ko sa STR1 at STR2. Inalam ko ang mga buhay nila bago pa man sila mabuo bilang banda. Inalam ko ang layunin ng pagbuo nila ng banda, kung ano ang mga pinangarap nilang maabot gamit ang kanilang musika. Sinaliksik ko ang kanilang mga kaarawan, tinitirhan, kaunting paglalarawan sa kanilang pagkatao sa likod ng entablado. Bawat sinasabi nilang magagamit ko sa aking buhay, tinatandaan ko. Sa isang masugid na tagahanga, tila kaban ng ginto ang bawat simpleng detalye.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Bibili ka pa ba?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Sinimulan ko na ring pakinggan sila sa radio at pagmasdan ang pagtanggap ng mga tao sa mga awitin nila. Napatunayan kong sikat nga silang talaga. At dahil sa kasikatang iyon kaya hanggang ngayon, hindi pa rin ako bumibili ni isa sa kanilang tatlong album. Kahit ang pinakauna nilang album, ang &lt;I&gt;I Brought You Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love&lt;/I&gt;, na noong 2002 pa inilabas, ay 450 piso pa rin hanggang ngayon. Dahil kasi napakarami nilang tagahanga, at para sa mga tagahanagang ito ang album ng MCR ay isang &lt;I&gt;necessity&lt;/I&gt; at hindi isang &lt;I&gt;want&lt;/I&gt;, nagiging &lt;I&gt;inelastic&lt;/I&gt; ang demand sa mga album ng MCR. Sa ganitong kondisyon, kahit hindi na ibabang producer ang presyon ng kanilang &lt;I&gt;album&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;concert tickets&lt;/I&gt; at iba pang &lt;I&gt;merchandise&lt;/I&gt;, bibili pa rin ang mga tao. Pero ang hindi ko maintindihan ay kung bakit marami ring tao ang ayaw sa kanila dahil sumisikat. Ito ay halimbawa ng &lt;I&gt;negative jones effect&lt;/I&gt;, kung saan kapag mas pinipili ng mas maraming tao, mas hindi mo gugustuhing gayahin sila. Marahil ay ayaw nilang maihalintulad sa karamihan ng mga &lt;I&gt;fans&lt;/I&gt; ng mcr, ang mga &lt;I&gt;emo&lt;/I&gt;. Anu’t ano pa man, marami man o hindi ang mga kapwa ko &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; ng mcr, para sa akin ay maganda ang musika nila. Hindi na nila kasalanan kung ganoon ang uri ng mga taong umiidolo sa kanila. Sa iyong palagay, kunwari may idolo ka ring &lt;I&gt;indie band&lt;/I&gt;, tapos bigla silang sumikat, gugustuhin mo pa rin ba sila? Iiwan mo ba sila dahil ayaw mong matawag na &lt;I&gt;emo&lt;/I&gt;? Kahit na hindi na bumababa ang presyo ng kanilang album, bibili ka pa ba?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Habambuhay na magmamahal sa kanila..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Hindi pa ako nakuntento sa pagkilala sa aking mga idolo. Ninais ko pang makilala ang mga kapawa ko umiidolo sa kanila. Noong una, pumupunta ako sa &lt;I&gt;fan sites&lt;/I&gt; kung saan nakakausap ko via forums ang mga kapwa ko &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Mas nauuna ko pang malaman ang mga bagong balita tungkol sa mcr mula sa mga &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; sites kaysa sa sariling website ng banda. Sa karanasan kong ito, napatunayan kong malaki talaga ang impluwensiya ng musika sa mga tao. Halimabawa na lamang, mayroon akong nakilala, si Lyn, at mula noong &lt;I&gt;indie band&lt;/I&gt; pa lamang ang mcr, isa na siyang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Labin-limang taong gulang pa lamang siya noong magsimula niyang pag-ipunan ang pambili ng concert ticket ng mcr. Hindi kasi niya alam kung magkakaroon siya ng pagkakataong mapanood ang mcr ng live dahil siya ay nakatira sa &lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_2&gt;Germany&lt;/SPAN&gt;, na napakalayo sa &lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_3&gt;New Jersey&lt;/SPAN&gt;, kung saan nakabase ang mcr. Noong 19 taong gulang na siya, naglakbay pa siya patungong Amerika para lang mapanood ang mcr. Ginastos niya doon ang napag-ipunan niya ng apat na taon. Sa bawat bago kong makikilala na kapwa ko &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;, una kong itinatanong sa kanila kung bakit nila nagustuhan ang mcr. Mayroon kaming iisang sagot, ito ay dahil hindi sila sumisikat ang mcr dahil gusto nilang sumikat, nabuo sila at sumikat dahil sa kagustuhan nlang may masabi sa lipunan. Ganito ang sabi ni Gerard Way (vocalist), “&lt;I&gt;This band was formed out of frustration from 9/11. It’s about anyone having the power to make a difference, if he has the guts to try&lt;/I&gt;.” Dahil sa pahayag niyang iyon, dahil sa kanilang di maikukumparang layunin bilang isang banda, at dahil pinipilit nilang mapanatili ang mga paa nila sa lupa kahit sa bawat parte ng mundo ay may humahanga sa kanila, parami nang parami ang mga habambuhay na magmamahal sa kanila.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Ang pangangailangan namin..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Ang pangunahing pangangailangan ng isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; ay ang mapatunayang isa siyang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Mas gutso niya na kapag mas paulit-uliy siyang kinikilala bilang isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Ito ang dahilan sa likod ng mga kakaiba at ‘malalang’ pag-uugali ng mga &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Mapapansing bukam-bibig nila ang kanilang mga idolo, at kahit hinid na nila namamalayan ay wala na silang ibang nakikita sa kanilng idolo kundi ang mga magagandang bagay tungkol sa kanila. Si Gerard Way ay isang dating pasyente ng mental hospital, pabalik-balik sa drug rehab, at kasalukuyan pa siyang sumasailalim sa psuchological theraphies… sa kanilang mga shows, hindi siya nahihiyang magmura o kaya’y manghalik ng kapwa niya lalaki. Kung alam ito ng mga magulang ko, siguradong sasabihin nila na masamang impluwensiya ang paborito kong banda. Ang mga ganitong detalye naman ay nakadaragdag pa sa pagkagusto ko sa kanilang banda dahil binabarag nila ang mga pader ng seksuwalidad. Saan ka ba makakakita ng isang banda sobrang sikat pero &lt;I&gt;effeminate&lt;/I&gt; ang &lt;I&gt;vocalist&lt;/I&gt;? Kadalasan nagiging sikat ang mga banda dahil gwapo ang vocalist o kaya ang iba pang kasapi. Binabago iyon ng mcr sapagkat nais nilang idolohin sila hindi dahil sa kanilang itsura kung dahil sa kanilang musika.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Hindi rin kami nakukuntento sa basta na lang pakikinig sa kanila, o kaya panonood ng kanilang mga videos. Minsan, may mga &lt;I&gt;fans&lt;/I&gt; na gumagawa ng mga tribute videos, o kaya mga sarli nilang bersyon ng mga awitin ng mcr. Ang MCRmy, ay ang opisyal sa street &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; club ng MCR. Marami silang mga paksyon sa iba’t ibang mga bansa, pati na rito sa Pilipinas. Ang MCRmy ay silang halimabawa ng pangangailangan isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; na makibahagi at makihalubilo sa kapwa nila &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Hindi ninyo alam kung gaano kasarap yung pakiramadam na may kausap akong 'nakakaintindi' sa mga sinasabi ko. Kunwari, pupurihin ko si Gerard Way sa harap ng mga malalapit kong kaibigan.. alam kong hindi nila talaga ako naiintindihan.. hindi kasi nila nakikita kung bakit ko nasasabi yun, kung bakit ako ganun. pero kapag kapwa mcr &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; yung kausap ko, masaya dahil magkakaintindihan kami. Tulong-tulong kaming ma &lt;I&gt;fans&lt;/I&gt; upang mapunan ang mga “pangangailangan” namin.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Dapat ko pa bang ituloy?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Malaki ang &lt;I&gt;opportunity cost &lt;/I&gt;ng pagiging isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Halimbawa na lamang ay ang nagasta ko nung concert ng MCR sa The Fort sa Taguig. Halos apat na libo na ang ticket na ang ticket na binili ko, ngunit napakaliit pa rin ng nakita ko. Kinailangan ko pang tumuntong sa bangko at sa dala kong mga gamit. Nakatingkayad na mga ako, nakaunat pa ang mga kamay ko para makunan ko ang mga nangyayari sa entablado. Kinailangan kong makisama sa isang taong noong araw na iyon ko pa lang din nakilala, para payagan ako ng magulang ko. Ilang disksyon rin ang pinagdaanan ko para lang mapilit ang mga magulang kong payagan ako, ngunit sa huli ay hindi rin nila ako pinayagan. Gayunpaman, hindi ako nagpapigil, at noong nakabili na akong ticket ay wala na silang magawa. Ngayon, kailangan kong gumugol ng 24 oras na &lt;I&gt;community service&lt;/I&gt;. Sinimula ko sa pagiging &lt;I&gt;Comelec&lt;/I&gt; para sa &lt;I&gt;school elections&lt;/I&gt;, na natapos ng alas-dyes ng gabi. Lahat yun ay nag-ugat sa aking pagiging isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Minsan, mas pinipili ko pang manood ng mcr &lt;I&gt;videos &lt;/I&gt;kaysa mag-aral. At gaya nga ng nasabi ko, di&lt;SPAN&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;na mabilang ang oras na nagagamit ko sa pagreresearch tungkol sa MCR. Minsan rin ay naasar na sa akin ang mga tao sa paligid ko sapagkat puro MCR o Gerard Way na lamang ang aking bukambibig. Ngayon, hindi na rin ako masyadong naghahanap ng bagong mga banda, sapagkat kapag nakaalam ako ng bago, ikukumpara ko kaagad sa MCR, at malamang ay makalimutan ko na sila. Sa lahat ng bagay, pilit kong ikikonekta ng MCR (patunay na lamang ang artikulong ito). Sa iyong palagay, sa mga nabanggit kong kasiyahan na nakukuha ko sa pagiging isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;.. pati na rin ang &lt;I&gt;opportunity cost&lt;/I&gt; nito.. dapat ko pa bang ituloy?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=83 width=125&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Gerard Way&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=148 width=200&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;The &lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_4&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;/SPAN&gt; Book: Something Incredible This Way Comes&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=468 width=624&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;MCR shirt&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=216 width=252&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;MCR Bag&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=168 width=224&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;MCR &lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_5&gt;Action Figures&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=200 width=150&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;MCR press picture (na pinaggayahan ng action figure)&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=128 width=128&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;I Brought You Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love (2002)&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=264 width=264&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge (2004)&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=452 width=452&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;The Black Parade (2006)&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=231 width=300&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=153 width=237&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=418 width=516&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;-----&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;babay. :D i love mcr. grabe.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-6509355433741757105?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6509355433741757105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=6509355433741757105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6509355433741757105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6509355433741757105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-proud-d-di-nyo-kailangan-basahin-kung.html' title='i&amp;#39;m proud. :D // di nyo kailangan basahin kung hindi kayo mcr fan.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-1024536604667588563</id><published>2008-04-14T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T19:05:58.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>med aptitute test results</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=2 width="80%" border=0&gt; &lt;TBODY&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TH align=middle&gt;   Rank&lt;/TH&gt; &lt;TH align=left&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;Specialty&lt;/TH&gt; &lt;TH align=left&gt;Score&lt;/TH&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;1&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;med oncology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;46&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;2&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;radiation oncology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;43&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;3&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;physical med &amp; rehabilitation&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;43&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;4&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;psychiatry&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;42&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;5&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;occupational med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;42&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;6&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;nephrology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;42&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;7&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;hematology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;40&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;8&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;rheumatology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;40&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;9&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;pediatrics&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;40&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;10&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;orthopaedic surgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;40&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;11&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;obstetrics/gynecology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;40&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;12&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;nuclear med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;39&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;13&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;plastic surgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;39&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;14&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;thoracic surgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;39&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;15&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;infectious disease&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;38&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;16&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;cardiology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;38&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;17&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;endocrinology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;37&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;18&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;urology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;37&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;19&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;aerospace med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;37&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;20&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;general surgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;21&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;preventive med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;22&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;otolaryngology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;23&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;neurosurgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;24&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;pulmonology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;25&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;general internal med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;26&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;family practice&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;27&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;emergency med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;28&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;anesthesiology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;29&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;colon &amp; rectal surgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;35&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;30&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;gastroenterology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;35&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;31&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;ophthalmology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;34&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;32&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;pathology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;34&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;33&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;radiology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;34&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;34&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;neurology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;33&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;35&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;allergy &amp; immunology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;33&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;dermatology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;33&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;wala lang. nakuha ko sa post ni albert kaya sinubukan ko rin. mukhang magiging doktor ako ng cancer. hehe. :D&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-1024536604667588563?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1024536604667588563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=1024536604667588563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1024536604667588563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1024536604667588563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/04/med-aptitute-test-results.html' title='med aptitute test results'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-3181035490816108284</id><published>2008-04-09T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:57:17.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;dear future classmates,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;masaya ako na karamihan sa atin ay excited sa iMed (kasama ako). i hope that we invest in friendship.. magtulungan tayo para makaya natin mga challenges na haharapin natin sa iMed. yun lang. good luck sa ating lahat. kita-kits sa enrollment. :D&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-3181035490816108284?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3181035490816108284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=3181035490816108284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/3181035490816108284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/3181035490816108284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy.html' title='happy.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-7529312237102537917</id><published>2008-03-13T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:51:09.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate myself.</title><content type='html'>naiinis talaga ako sa ugali ko. grabe. hindi ko alam kung ano nangyayari sa akin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;una nawala yung dati kong memory card na naglalaman ng napakaraming mga bagay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;bago nun nawala yung fone ko na may number na 09166719007.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos kagabi nawala ko ulit yung fone ko na may number na 09054654810.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kaya kung makatanggap kayo ng text mula sa mga number na iyan, huwag niyo na lang pansinin kasi hindi na ako yun. :/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;salamat nga pala sa mga katok at batok na sumama kahapon. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-7529312237102537917?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7529312237102537917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=7529312237102537917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7529312237102537917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7529312237102537917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-myself.html' title='i hate myself.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-3406971315956584275</id><published>2008-03-13T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:50:00.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>he sucks</title><content type='html'>this is the LJ post of a guy named Hart Fisher.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica" size="+1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Lie's Been Bothering Me...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; This little lie that Gerard (Garry to me) Way has cooked up, it's not very smart, and it makes me wonder why he told such an easy lie to disprove. Why tell a lie about a guy who prints up t-shirts at the biggest comic convention in America telling the largest publisher in the American comics industry, Marvel Comics, to suck his cock, when you know he's not going to let you slide? When the police came to my fucking HOUSE and told me I needed to get out of town that weekend, that I might get fucking shot in a clash between the KKK and a group of protesters from Milwaukee... and I threw a party instead?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why would you think I'm going to lie down for your lies?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The most troubling side of this lie is the collusion of the comics industry at large. Boneyard Press was not a small time publisher that was a flavor of the month that got flushed after one year. We published regularly for over 13 years. Boneyard Press was a unique publishing house and held it's own place in the comics industry, one that has not been filled while I've been active in movies. I was listed two years in a fucking row on the Top One Hundred Most Important People In the Comics Industry, and that shit happened a couple years AFTER the Dahmer affair began. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So why was it so easy to pull one over on the public and hoodwink everyone in the comics world that good ol boy Gerard was doing his first published work at Dark Horse?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not sure if your average comics fan has noticed, but my company's work, and the work of it's creators, has consistently been black listed from the comics price guides. Why don't you go find out how much Garry's first comic is worth. You know, On Raven's Wings #1 (april 1994) and #2 (september 1994) and good luck on finding that shit listed anywhere. Now go looking to see how many Bill the Bull comics are listed, you know, with Duncan Rouleau's first published work (see if that's listed in the guides kids). Go see if John Cassaday's first published work, a Bill the Bull story called "Justin", is listed anywhere in the guides. He worked for several years at Boneyard before he broke, he's been one helluva friend to me over the years, and he lists my work on his site, but you won't find it listed in the guides. How about those Dahmer comics. Any of them listed on there? How about John Lucas's early work for me, you find that listed anywhere? Flickering Flesh anyone? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I ever talk about the time that the people that publish the big price guide, Krause Publications, how some of their fine editorial staff called up my boss and tried to get me fired from my job back in the good old days? Gee, I ever mention that shit? I'm sure I've bitched about it. One of their big chiefs at the CBG actually had the nerve to call my fucking boss at work, an advertising agency, and try to get me fired because they didn't like me, nor did they like my work. See how long you last in a business that puts roadblocks like that up for you. See how you long you last when your advertising is pulled by publishers like Krause for POLITICAL reasons AFTER they'd cashed your check. How about that one? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now I'm ranting... anger does that to a guy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So did a big company like Dark Horse knowingly commit fraud on the public in their advertisements touting these books by Gerard as his first foray into comics, or were they unknowing dupes. How many kids bought this comic book, The Umbrella Academy, because it was the FIRST. It's a well known fact that the first issue of any new series is the best selling, or the first issue of a celebrity's FIRST comic ever published. You see where I'm going with this? Sales for a book like that are going to be much higher than for a an old comics pro coming back to the fold now that he's famous. You think Dark Horse had any part in this, I've already shown motive. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A fraud like this was a lot easier to perpetrate with my work and the work of my Boneyard Press radicals quietly kept out of the comics history books by the guardians of "good taste."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would like to know if Dark Horse was part of this fraud. I know their editorial staff. Fuck, I knew everybody in the goddamned business when I was full time. Everyone. The entire editorial staff at Dark Horse had one of my Marvel Can Suck My Cock shirts, including one given to Frank Miller. I personally signed copies of Kill Image for the editorial staff at Marvel Comics one year but they weren't laughing the next year when I did the Kill Marvel book. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm fed up with this bullshit, and I'm coming clean with it very, very publicly this week. I have video proof that anyone else could find... You know, the kid I knew as Garry was a smart, sensitive teenager who was overly concerned about what other people thought of him. He worried way too much about his appearance and his image. I do not know why he is lying. I remember being very sincere in my pride in his work for Boneyard Press. You can't tell me he didn't do store signings with all of his buddies at the local comic book store. Every kid's book I ever published, they all did it, and when I first got published I couldn't wait to do a signing either. So why did all those folks at the stores and where he grew up, why are they all lying too? A lie by omission is still a lie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The part I'm most sick of... I'm not going to let my fans, my readers, nor the people that worked so hard on these books be cheated out of their due... I'm not going to let any motherfucker call my guys a pack of liars, not an anonymous stranger and not some rock star who forgot who his first fans were. A fucking rock star who forgot just who was in his corner and encouraging him when NO ONE else was, when he was just another fat kid with a bowl haircut who got pushed around at school, who was building you up then Garry? Who went on the record and pumped you up in print for the world to see? Who was that guy on the other end of that phone when you needed him?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why'd you do me like that Garry?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why'd you do the Boneyard Crew who fought for you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell your fans why you lied to them.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-3406971315956584275?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3406971315956584275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=3406971315956584275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/3406971315956584275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/3406971315956584275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/03/he-sucks.html' title='he sucks'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6141357350995009336</id><published>2008-02-29T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:36:12.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth overnight</title><content type='html'>hindi pa ako natutulog hanggang ngayon. haha. ang saya. bangag ako kaya next time na laang ang kwento. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sa mga truth:&lt;br&gt;btw, nawala mem card ko kaya baka di ko na mapost karamihan ng truth pics na pinapapost niyo. sorry. sana mahanap ko pa siya.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-6141357350995009336?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6141357350995009336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=6141357350995009336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6141357350995009336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6141357350995009336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/02/truth-overnight.html' title='truth overnight'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-3336450716033257034</id><published>2008-02-25T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:00:36.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of urgent concern</title><content type='html'>just saw this at the most reliable "everything" site, buzznet.com. caught my attention so much, i decided to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very alarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// this has to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever has seen the videos of My Chem getting chased and harrassed my screaming girls will agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MCR mania has gone too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor guys wont ever want to interact with their fans again if all that is gonna happen is they get stampeded and sexually harrassed (which is exactly what screaming "FUCK ME GERARD" over and over is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the days when they would stay and talk to every fan, even if it took all night? The days when you could find them at a festival and have a one to one conversation with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to be the best fans in the world. We used to be the MCRmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have a reputation for being crazy, obbsessive, screaming fan-girls with the one objective of nailing Gerard Way. What the fuck happend? These are our heroes we're talking about, and they're scared to come near us. I don't know about anyone else, but that both scares and upsets me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to figure out a way of letting MCR know there are still SOME sane fans out there, or they will end up losing faith in us. The boys have been looking strained and distracted recently. They didn't take thier planned break, and they did that for us. Gerard in particular has been making it painfully obvious he's unhappy at the moment. Maybe he's disappointed at the way TBP has been truely recieved, maybe not. One way or another they don't need the strain of being stalked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to pull together and show the maturity and commitment they used to credit us with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does ANYBODY have any ideas how to make them see the fans that still get it?&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-3336450716033257034?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3336450716033257034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=3336450716033257034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/3336450716033257034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/3336450716033257034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/02/of-urgent-concern.html' title='of urgent concern'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6960952092051206274</id><published>2008-02-23T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T02:47:20.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the most interesting YM conversation i've had</title><content type='html'>backstory: so nag online ako ng sunday hapon tapos biglang sa lahat ng 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style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;tapos ang dami mong mukha dun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:54 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;as in ang dami&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:55 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;offline ka ba o invi lang?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" 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href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/02/most-interesting-ym-conversation-i-had.html' title='the most interesting YM conversation i&amp;#39;ve had'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6708218458484826388</id><published>2008-02-08T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T04:28:03.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang saya</title><content type='html'>mahal ko na ang truth. ngayon pa lang.. at least mahal ko na kayo. :D salamat sa napakasayang week na ito. the best and worst bio meetings magkasunod. tapos nagsawa ako sa mukha ni someone-na-inask-ko-sa-prom. haha.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-6708218458484826388?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6708218458484826388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=6708218458484826388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6708218458484826388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6708218458484826388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/02/ang-saya.html' title='ang saya'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-7073261035860573992</id><published>2008-01-27T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:50:03.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day i met my chemical romance..</title><content type='html'>v/65 gold right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe talaga.. hanggang ngayon ay may hang-over pa rin ako sa mga nangyari sakin kagabi.. actually parang panaginip lang siya sa akin kasi hindi ganun ka vivid yung memory ko sa mga nangyari.. panu naman kasi magiging vivid yung memory m kung halos wala pang 1inch sa point of view ko si gerard way.. as in sobrang liit lang niya. 3862pesos na nga yung ticket ko pero hindi pa rin ako nag-enjoy.. feeling ko super fan lang talaga ako, or super hinahangad ko lang talaga 'to kaya hindi ako nakuntento sa naranasan ko. kung tutuusin pareho lang naman kaming nagbayad ng 3862 nung mga nasa malapit sa VIP.. as in yung mga katabi ng VIP pero nasa gold section. ok, alam kong di niyo ko magigets, tignan nyo na lang..ganito ang itsura ng arrangement nung venue.. at yung may mark, mejo dung part ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bago tayo tumungo sa concert.. konting back-story muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.. preparations..&lt;br /&gt;so nung thursday ko lang nakuha yung ticket ko tapos excited talaga ako.. as in talaga. kung alam niyo lang kung gaano ko kagustong makita ang mcr (long-term goal ko siya sa buhay ko).. pasensya na ang kulit. pero basta ganun. ayan, nagmemorize na ako nung 48 songs nila, kasi hindi ako sure kung yung setlist na nakuha ko sa internet ang tutugtugin nila so minemorize ko na lang lahat. :D tapos nung gabi ay nakipagtext na ako sa kasama kong pumunta sa the fort at umuwi pagkatapos ng concert.. hindi kasi kami magkasama sa concert itself, nasa gold left kasi yung tita ni bulette si "ate dei". kaya ayan, i'm ready... humanda sakin si gerard way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paggising ko, naligo ako agad taos nag-ayos ng gamit na ipapauwi ko sa tatay ko at nagpatuloy sa aking memorization. tumawag yung tatay ko, at siya ang nagpabana ng umaga ko. kamusta naman yung offeran daw ba ako ng 1500 tapos pumunta na lang daw ako ng camping kaysa pumunta ako ng concert!?!?  hello! nakakinis talga. kaya nung tinanong niya ako kung pano ako pupunta at uuwi to and from the fort, sabi ko, "hindi niyo rin naman po alam kung paano ako magkokomyut.. bahala na lang ako sa buhay ko." ang sama ko, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umalis kami ng dorm ng 9am tapos diretso sa caf at nandun yung mga feinds namin na sila giselle, chan2, jay at kim. agad kong ipinagmalaki yung ticket ko nang parang tsapa ng pulis (nilagay ko kasi yung lalagyan ng picture sa wallet).. tapos masaya ko super kasi pati mga kaibigan ko masaya para sa akin. alam nilang super pangarap ko talaga 'to kaya ganun na lang ako niyakap ni giselle, masaya talaga kami. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos yung uber boring awarding na wala namang connect sa mcr pero ikikwento ko na rin. so awarding tapos as usual iniiwasan na naman ako ni somene-na-inask-ko-sa-prom. pero sana na ako dun. after all, ako rin naman may kasalanan kasi parati akong totoo (kailan pa naging kasalanan yun?) pero basta, hindi kasi natuturuan ang puso. haha. nung tapos na bigyan ng award si somene-na-inask-ko-sa-prom, hiniram ko yung medals niya tapos nagpapicture ako na kunwari akin yun. in fairness, bagay sa akin..may potential pala ako magng alien.. gaya ni somene-na-inask-ko-sa-prom. hehehe. at ang pinakakwelang p[art ay umakyat kami sa stage dahil sa str at may cash prize na 1000.. inalok ko sila vien ng 300-300-400 na hatian (akin yung 400 kasi may kasamang talent fee) pero ayaw nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumalik ako ng dorm pagtapos ng awarding at kumain ako ng marami para hindi ako magutom (??) tapos nagbihis na ako. unfortunately, at hindi gaya ng inaakala ng marami, hindi po ako nagsuot ng black sa mcr concert. para maiba naman, nag-green ako. tapos lumabas na kami papuntang trinoma. nakakatouch talaga yung mga kasama ko nun (bulette, ada, kim, chan2, giselle, jay) kasi sobrang nagkicare sila sa akin. pinapaalalahanan nila ako na don't trust anyone, parating nasa harap ang bag, huwag magpapaipit, ag nagkastampede yakapin ang sarili etc. tapos nung paalis na ako ng trinoma niyakap pa nila akong lahat. para nga akong mag-aabroad.. pero actually, mas matindi pa dun kasi mas malayo naabot ko.. yung pangarap ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagbus ako papunta sa school ni tita dei sa cubao.. nung nasa labas ako ng building may dalawang matandang lumapit sa akin, akala mag-aapply ako ng trabaho. nung makita ko si tita dei, nagulat ako. ineexpect ko kasi nakawhite siya (uniform)pero hindi.. ang kapal ng eyeliner niya, sa baba at sa taas tapos may balc eyeshadow pa siya tapos brown lipstick. pinaakyat niya ako sa 2nd floor nung building tapos sabi niya aayusan daw niya ako para hindi ako mukhang bata.. sabi niya, "alam mo ba yung nanalo ng meet and greet sa NU, babae. panu na yan, baka magustuhan siya ni gerard way. tena, aayusan kita. kailangan mo ng emo theraphy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habang nasa sasakyan, alam niyo na siguro kung ano ang pinag-uusapan namin. pero ang hindi ninyo alam ay kung gaano kasarap yung feeling na may kausap kang 'nakakaintindi' sa mga sinasabi mo.. kunwari, pupurihin ko si gerard way sa harap ng mga super friends ko.. alam kong hindi nila talaga ako naiintindihan.. hindi kasi nila nakikita kung bakit ko nasasabi yun, kung bakit ako ganun. pero kapag kapwa mcr fan yung kausap ko, ang saya kasi super nagkakaintindihan kami. pareho kaming naiinis sa katotohanang may asawa na si gerard way. kahit sa backstage lang sila kinasal, kasal pa rin yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumating na kami sa venue, at honestly, kami ata ang pinakauna na tao dun. 4:30 pa lang nasa the fort na kami.. tapos ang tagal kong nag-aabang sa unahan ng pila sa gold right section, 6:30 na kami pinapasok.habang nag-iintay, ang dami ko ring nakausap. yung mga guards, bouncers, ticket checkers, ushers, concessionaires people, etc. unang tanong nila, "magkano ang ticket dito". tapos sasagutin ko ng lahat ng ticket prices from VIP to general admission. tapos ang comment nila, "mukhang fan ka talaga ng mcr ha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos yung mga taong manonood.. grabe, hanep sa porma. wala akong binatbat. feeling ko buong buhay nila, emo theraphy ang ginawa sa kanila. pero ang mas nakakatuwa, super diverse ng audience nila. may matanda, may mga super bata tapos karamihan mga halos kasing-edad ko. naghahanap nga ako ng artista wala akong mahanap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. oh my gerard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang tagal rin naming naghintay after ng frontact. nakapag portalet pa nga ako ng 2 beses eh. tapos unang lumabas sa stage si ray then bob, frank, gerard at last si mikey. grabe yung mgatao,tilian nung paglabas nila, pero mas tumili ako nung lumabas is mikey, kasi sa mga previous tours nila, hindi kasama si mikey dahil kinasal siya kay alicia simmons (buti na lang hindi umaalis si gerard way kahit kinasal na siya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Philippines! We are My Chemical f*cking Romance! Get up from your f*cking feet and raise your f*cking hands like this. I wanna see you f*cking do it, everytime I do this (raises his right hand).  This crowd is f*cking huge. It's really f*cking awesome." - Gerard Arthur Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan ang unang sinabi nya. as expected tayuan ang mga tao, at as expected rin ay lugi ako dahil sa height ko. take not, nakatayo kami sa ibabawng monoblock. tilian na.. syempre di ako papatalo. nung medyo nanahimik na, ako naman yung sumigaw ng "i love gerard arthur way" at "i love bob". nung latter part, lumipat ako ng one column nearer sa stage.. whch is not a big difference at all. hindi ako magpopost ng stuff na nakuha ko sa concert kasi bukod sa sabog yung sound ng videos, parang mga multo yung pics.. bano talaga akong photographer. remembrance ko na lang sila kahit wala silang "use" at all, aside from proof at reference. i took videos of all the songs, but not the whole song.. siguro isang verse, isang chorus at refrain/bridge/instrumental kung meron.. nakatulong din na kabisado ko lahat kasi alam ko na kung anong parts ng song yung maganda at dapat kong icapture. pero gaya nga nga sabi ko, ang dyogi nung videos. maglalagay ako ng samples kung gaano siya kapangit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakangalay na sa binti, nakakangalay pa sa braso.. nakatingkayad kasi ako at the same time nakastretch din yung arms ko. kamusta naman? ayoko nang ulitin yung pagrerekalamo ko, pero basta i was hoping sana for something better. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;based on my records, ito ang songs na kinanta nila.. 17 songs, my favorite number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setlist of my chemical romance live in taguig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i disappear (3)&lt;br /&gt;dead (3)&lt;br /&gt;i'm not ok (2)&lt;br /&gt;give 'em hell kid (2)&lt;br /&gt;my way home is through you (4)&lt;br /&gt;cemetery drive (2)&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the black parade (3)&lt;br /&gt;i don't love you (3)&lt;br /&gt;headfirst for halos (1)&lt;br /&gt;house of wolves (3) &lt;br /&gt;kill all your friend //b-side (4)&lt;br /&gt;you know what they do to guys like us in prison (2)&lt;br /&gt;teenagers (3)&lt;br /&gt;helena (2)&lt;br /&gt;sleep (3) &lt;br /&gt;cancer (3)&lt;br /&gt;desert song (4)&lt;br /&gt;famous last words (3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) i brought you bullets, you brought me your love&lt;br /&gt;(2) three cheers for sweet revenge&lt;br /&gt;(3) the black parade&lt;br /&gt;(4) other releases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's up Pinoys? (we scream, may chuva pa si gerard na "those from the back.. people at the front") That is f*cking impressive. I swear that we will remember this day even when we're f*cking old men, in like four years." - Gerard Arthur Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would that mean na magdidisband na sila in four years? kung tutuusin, ngayon pa lang matanda na sila, si gerard ay magiging 32 years old na sa april 9. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang favorite mcr song ko ay ung una nilang tinugtog. ever since talaga gusto ko na yung this is how i disappear kasi ang 'sinister/evil' ng tunog niaya pero masarap pakinggan. tapos ang taas ng boses ni gerard dun. haha. 'pinakatouching' na tinugtog nila at desert song.. oo, tinalo nun yung cancer. pinakahyper si gerard sa you know what they do to guys like us in prison. nakalimutan ko na ung anong song siya humiga sa stage at lumuhod-luhod (shame on me!) pero basta nung part na yun, yung mga nasa likod ko sumisigawng "gerard, patabi!' as if naman maiintindihan sila di ba? pinakamalaking improvement from the released version to live version ay yung helena. meron silang ginawang 'intro song' na maganda na kakabit ng helena pero sa una hindi mo malalamang helena talaga yung tinutugtog nila (wala naman kasing intro yung helena talaga eh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung unang song, napaiyak talaga ako. hindi ako makapaniwalang nasa harap (rather malayong harap) ko na ang my chemical romance. uulitin ko na naman na talagang pangarap kong makita sila, ginawa ko pang goal in life. nagpapasalamat talaga ako sa lahat ng mga taong tumulong sa akin para makapunta ako sa concert na 'to.  It's really f*cking awesome, tama si gerard. kahit na maliit yung nakita ko, nafeel ko namang 'abot-kamay' ko na sila (siguro kung lumipad ako). basta iba yung feeling. yun na ata yung pinakamasayang oras sa buhay ko (tama, more or less isang oras lang sila nagperform). sana maulit. at sa susunod, gagawin ko na ang laht.. as in lahat talaga makapunta lang sa front row.. as in front. yung tipong mahihila ko na sila pababa. kahit mamalimos ako (na ginawa ko na) o kaya magbenta ako ng stuff ko, gagawin ko para maging mas fulfilling yung next time, if meron.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;pero ang pinakagusto kong part ng concert ay yung last song.. sobrang powerful talaga ng famous last words. ginagawa nila yung kantang yun nung mga panahong lahat sila may hinaharap na hamon sa buhay, like si gerard way na-rehab, si mikey may mental disorder na parang iniisip niya wala siyang kayang gawin.. nakalimutan ko yung tawag. pero napanood ko 'to sa isang interview na talagang tinatangi ni gerard yung famous last words. although yung 'greatest track' nila, ika nga ni gerard, ay welcome to the black parade pa rin. alam niyo bang 3years in the making yung welcome to the black parade? isa daw yan sa mga pinakaunang sinimulan.. tapos sobrang daming revision, bawat musikero may kanya-kanyang parteng dinagdag. hanggang sa magng ganun siya kaganda. yung tipong maraming kanta sa isang kanta. hindi siya mukhang medley, pero aminin mo, ina talaga yung tunog nung mga 'parts' ng welcome to the black parade. dati talaga, siguro mga isang oras kung dire-diretso kong pakinggan yung welcome to the black parade (nakarepeat-one sa iPod). at hindi lang isang beses sa isang araw ko gawin yun. hindi pa ako fan nun nga mcr kasi that time, apat pa lang ang alam kong kanta nila (helena, ghost of you, famous last words at iyon). sabi ko nga, kung siguri super duper magaling ako maggitara, baka makaya kong kapain yung &lt;br /&gt;welcome to the black parade dahil sa sobrang kabisado ko siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos napansin ko, pagkatapos ko ng concert.. parang i crave for more my chemical romance. as in bumili ako ng posters, dapat bibili ako ng shirt kaso nagkaubusan. plano kong bumili nung comic book ni gerard way na umbrella academy (165 per episode, na third na). tapos kailangan ko makupleto yung orig records nila.. pati yung first album na kahit saan wala na akong makita. feeling ko pa i failedto prove my 'fan-ness' kasi wala man lang akong dalang banner or poster nung concert. kaya dapat 'galingan' ko next time. mag-iinvest na rin ako sa magandang digicam, or videocam, mas maganda.. para sulit sa remembrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko super haba na nito, tatlong oras ko nga ata itong ginawa eh. naisip ko lang na ilagay ito sa blog ko para in the future, kung sakaling may magustuhan akong bagong banda.. maikukumpara ko kung nalampasan na ba nila kung pagmamahal ko sa my chemical romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lang. babay.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-7073261035860573992?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7073261035860573992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=7073261035860573992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7073261035860573992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/7073261035860573992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-i-met-my-chemical-romance.html' title='the day i met my chemical romance..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-3192327176877685510</id><published>2008-01-23T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T17:48:43.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ngarag mode. :D</title><content type='html'>survivor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sino ba naman kasi ang mag-aakala na makakasama yung str project namin sa mga finalist?! hello?!?! isa kayang malaking, malaking joke ang project na iyon.. wala nga akong maalalang kahit anong seryosong moment namin sa str.. at i'm proud to say na ang group namin ang parating pinakamasaya tuwing str period.. basta nagkukulitan lang kami, charge-block-boom o kaya iniinterview namin si vien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman kasi talaga namin ineexpect na masama kami dun.. kaya tuloy napaghahalatang tamad kami kasi kahit requirement siya sa lahat ay hindi kami gumawa ng powerpoint. ang moment na iyon ang pinakangarag moment ko sa buong buhay ko.. hindi dahil sa kinakabahan ako kundi dahil sa sobrang taranta at gulat. kamusta naman kasi kababalik pa lang boses ko nung mga panahong iyon, nung monday talaga super wala akong boses.. sabi nga ng mga tao para lang daw akong nagsi-screech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ayun na.. pinababa ko yung laptop ni bulet tapos nagsisigawan pa kami.. naiinis kami kay vien kasi winala/sinira niya yung usb nya na may laman ng halos lahat ng str files tapos naiinis siya kay bulet kasi dati pa niya pinipilit si bulet na magregister ng ;aptop niya para maka-wifi.. tapos parati kaming nauudlot gawin yun. wala kaming soft copy ng final paper.. so panic mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanggang sa tawagin na kami na kami sa harap. hindi ko maexplain ang feeling.. andyogi talaga. wala na akong matandaan sa mga pinagsasagot ko dun, basat ang alam ko ginawa ko lang yung makakaya ko. muntik na nga ako maubusan ng english eh. pero pramis, totoo lahat ng sinbai ko dun.. pati yung survivor na ipis. kamusta naman? at hindi ako/kami nagpapatawa.. pero grabe, sabi nung isang friend ko, yung mga taong nanonood daw nun ay naghihintay ng punchline! ano kayo nasa comedy bar? hindi ko maikakailang nakakatawa nga kami.. pero basata ang weird lang nung feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero syempre nagpapasalamat pa rin ako kasi once in a lifetime experience lang yun na gawing comedy gig ang isang oral defense presentation. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-3192327176877685510?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6135933300507248336</id><published>2008-01-19T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T00:09:50.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oye.</title><content type='html'>oh yeah. haha. ang saya ko kasi candidate ako for intarmed. tagal ko nang hindi nagpopost. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;masaya rin ako kasi natapos na yung dorm party. di ko sukat akalain na magsasacrifice ako ng isang clas meeting para lang sa pagprepare ng party na yun.. ilang beses ko na ring sinabi sa sarili ko na ayaw ko nang ituloy.. pero tradisyon na eh. honestly, yun na ang pinakamasaya kong dorm party ever... kasi pinaghirapan ko yun. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-6135933300507248336?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6135933300507248336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=6135933300507248336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6135933300507248336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6135933300507248336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/01/oye.html' title='oye.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-6355484580487700443</id><published>2008-01-11T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:42:01.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember to breathe</title><content type='html'>hindi ko alam kung iyon ang title ng blog entry ko. siguro wala lang akong maisip.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;unang-una, naiinis ako kasi hindi ko makita yung upcat results. as in. tapos pinepressure pa ako ng mga magulang ko. grr. owel, hihintayin ko na lang na may magsabi sakin na nakapasa ako. hahaha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pasado na ako sa la salle at ateneo pero sa up ko talaga gustong mag-aral.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-6355484580487700443?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6355484580487700443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=6355484580487700443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6355484580487700443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/6355484580487700443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2008/01/remember-to-breathe.html' title='remember to breathe'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-8864873413837996357</id><published>2007-12-30T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T21:05:42.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yung survey galing kay desa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You like privacy very much because you enjoy spending time with your own thoughts. You like to disappear when you cannot find solutions to your own problems, but you would feel better if you learned to share your thoughts with a person you trust.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-8864873413837996357?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8864873413837996357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=8864873413837996357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/8864873413837996357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/8864873413837996357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2007/12/yung-survey-galing-kay-desa.html' title='yung survey galing kay desa'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-1730131024105839833</id><published>2007-12-27T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T18:50:26.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who's coming?</title><content type='html'>hindi ako papayagan ng parents ko na pumunta sa mcr concert ng walang kasama. at wala pa akong kasama..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sino gustong sumama?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehe. di ko kayo lilibre ng ticket ah. ang mahal eh. sa slver nga lang ako, hindi ko kinaya yung gold. sabi nga ng nanay ko kalahating sako na daw ng bigas yung mabibili ko sa gagastusin ko sa mcr ticket. waah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mamatay ako pag pinalampas ko 'to.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-1730131024105839833?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1730131024105839833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=1730131024105839833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1730131024105839833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/1730131024105839833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-coming_27.html' title='who&amp;#39;s coming?'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-2758670996252375564</id><published>2007-12-27T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T18:46:23.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who's coming?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-5762098348827226871</id><published>2007-12-26T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T08:21:24.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>pasensya na sa pag-flood ng blog entries.. inimport ko lang yung mga galing sa blogspot ko. hehe. sorry.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-5762098348827226871?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5762098348827226871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>okei.. daddy at mommy.. para sa inyo ito..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;*Insert Title*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just as wondrous as the stars twinkling in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Underneathe this mask lies heart willing to die&lt;br /&gt;Love is what i will always feel for you&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness, your shining light would push me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the rainbow lies an incomparable beauty&lt;br /&gt;A curse so powerful that I can never break free&lt;br /&gt;Not once in my life would I be able to forget&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about you in the passion without regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly me to the moon as if you were my angel&lt;br /&gt;Rule over my world as if we were in a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;Aid away the sadness induced by the world upon me&lt;br /&gt;Near me lies your memory, hold me and never set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover the pain, stop the rain&lt;br /&gt;Ease the pressure, unleash the treasure&lt;br /&gt;Souls unite, emotions ignite&lt;br /&gt;A star in my midst, precious as your kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;CLUE:"secret code"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;to mommy and daddy: wag kau mandiri pag nabasa niyo 'to ah.. ung ibang words para ma-exaggerate lang.. mas maganda kasi kung mas matindi ung emotion.. hehe! ang sweet niyo talaga! pero as always, mas matamis ako.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=hunnydyeyn"&gt;honey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;" ako eh.. LoL.  :D&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/18443553-114102210543890616?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/114102210543890616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=114102210543890616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/114102210543890616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/114102210543890616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2006/02/okei-daddy-at-mommy-para-sa-inyo-ito_26.html' title='okei.. daddy at mommy.. para sa inyo ito..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-114087053768627884</id><published>2006-02-25T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T04:28:57.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ito ang kanta ko para sa "kanila"..</title><content type='html'>Easy Ka Lang&lt;br /&gt;Eraserheads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng tao'y nabubugnot&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng tao'y namumuroblema&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng tao'y nagmumura&lt;br /&gt;Lalake man o babae, matanda man o bata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag na tayong magturuan&lt;br /&gt;Wala namang dapat pagsisihan&lt;br /&gt;O puwede bang tigilan mo na ang&lt;br /&gt;Kakasermon mo sa akin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sawang-sawa na 'ko niyang sa bahay namin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung nais mo'y&lt;br /&gt;Mabuhay&lt;br /&gt;Nang tahimik at walang gulo&lt;br /&gt;Sundin ang king payo&lt;br /&gt;Payong kaibigan lang naman ito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy ka lang! (3x)&lt;br /&gt;At baka ka mahinbang&lt;br /&gt;Magmukha kang timang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag mong idaan sa init ng iyong bumbunan&lt;br /&gt;Tayong lahat ay may problema&lt;br /&gt;Sinonga bang wala?&lt;br /&gt;Kaya't kung ako'y iyong pagbibigyan ay&lt;br /&gt;Pagbibigyan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! ha! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung nais mo'y&lt;br /&gt;Mabuhay&lt;br /&gt;Nang tahimik at walang gulo&lt;br /&gt;Sundin ang king payo&lt;br /&gt;Payong kaibigan lang naman ito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy ka lang! (3x)&lt;br /&gt;At baka ka mahinbang&lt;br /&gt;Magmukha kang timang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! ha! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;idadaan ko na lang sa tawa ang lahat..kung talagang hindi na kami magkakabati, sana wala a lang away.. magulo pero ang gusto ko lang naman ay mabuhay na ulit ng tahimik. wala na lang pansinan kung yun ang gusto nila. ayoko nang magalit pa kasi sawang-sawa na ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maya't-maya na lang ay binabagabag ako ng konsiyensya ko, bakit ko nga ba nagawa ang maga bagay na ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bakit ba ganito kasama sa akin ang mundo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;napakamakasalanan ko ba talaga at parati na lang akong nasasaktan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kailan ba matatapos lahat ng pagdurusang ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kailan ba ako magbabago na ikatutwa nila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sino pa ang mga tunay kong kaibigan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;meron pa nga ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pwede ba akong maglaho na lang bigla?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yung tipong hindi ako nabuhay sa mundong ito??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sino ba talaga ang mga kaaway ko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KELAN BA MATATAPOS ITO?&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/18443553-114087053768627884?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/114087053768627884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=114087053768627884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/114087053768627884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/114087053768627884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2006/02/ito-ang-kanta-ko-para-sa-kanila.html' title='ito ang kanta ko para sa &quot;kanila&quot;..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-114086626816796080</id><published>2006-02-25T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T03:18:41.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahal kita pero di mo lang alam..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lagi Mo Na Lang Akong Dinededma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocksteddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Matagal ko ng gustong malaman mo&lt;br /&gt;Matagal ko ng itinatago-tago 'to&lt;br /&gt;Nahihiyang magsalita&lt;br /&gt;At umuurong aking dila&lt;br /&gt;Pwede bang bukas na&lt;br /&gt;Ipagpaliban muna natin 'to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil kumukuha lang ng tiyempo&lt;br /&gt;Upang sabihin sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang ramdam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, kahit 'di mo na ako tinitignan&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, kahit 'di mo lang alam, ohwoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matagal ko ng gustong sabihin 'to&lt;br /&gt;Matagal ko ng gustong aminin sa'yo&lt;br /&gt;Sandali, eto na&lt;br /&gt;At sasabihin ko na&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon na, mamaya&lt;br /&gt;O baka pwedeng bukas na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil kumukuha lang ng buwelo&lt;br /&gt;Upang sabihin sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang ramdam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, kahit 'di mo na ako tinitignan&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang alam, ohwoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit kumukuha lang ng tiyempo&lt;br /&gt;Upang sabihin sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita pero hindi mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo alam kasi hindi mo naman ako tinitignan&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw mo naman itanong sa akin&lt;br /&gt;Kasi baka nga naman hindi naman ikaw&lt;br /&gt;At hindi ko rin naman sa'yo sasabihin&lt;br /&gt;Kasi ayoko pa sa ngayon na manligaw&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita pero hindi nga lang halata&lt;br /&gt;Hindi halata kasi wala naman akong ginagawa&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako kumikibo, hindi ako nagsasalita, wala!&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi ako torpe&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko lang talaga masabi sa'yo ng harapan&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita pero dehins mo pa rin ramdam&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo ko titignan, hindi rin kita titignan&lt;br /&gt;Lagi mo lang akong pakikiramdaman&lt;br /&gt;Lagi rin kitang pakikiramdaman&lt;br /&gt;At araw-araw tayong magdededmahan&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang sa tayo ay magkabistuhan&lt;br /&gt;Pero ngayong malapit nang matapos ang kanta ko&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong magkaalaman na&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong ako na rin ang magsabi sayo ng harapan&lt;br /&gt;Kasi alam kong dun din naman ang tuloy nyan&lt;br /&gt;At dalawa rin lang naman ang posibleng sagot dyan, oo o hinde&lt;br /&gt;Kaya eto na sasabihin ko na para matapos na&lt;br /&gt;At hindi na magka-tsismisan pa&lt;br /&gt;Sasabihin ko na para wala nang problema&lt;br /&gt;At para hindi na rin kayong lahat nabibitin pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang ramdam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, kahit 'di mo na ako tinitignan&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, kahit lagi mo na lang akong dinededma  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL. wala lang.. 1st time ko maglagay ng lyrics ng kanta rito.. actually hindi na applicable sa akin 'to eh.. wala na kasi akong mahal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trips..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-114086626816796080?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/114086626816796080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=114086626816796080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/114086626816796080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/114086626816796080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2006/02/mahal-kita-pero-di-mo-lang-alam.html' title='mahal kita pero di mo lang alam..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-114036431912203609</id><published>2006-02-19T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T02:40:57.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>puyatan..juices..edit..bagong parents..paiyak at pasigaw..backstreet boys..limewire..ym..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/ako%20at%20si%20nisa...0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/320/ako%20at%20si%20nisa...0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito ung pic namin nung family day.. hawak-hawak ko yung bestfriend ko..si nisa.. ang aking gitara..heheh! drama effect!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nasa title ung mga naaala ko habang sinusulat ko 'tong entry na ito.. wahaha, ang ewan ko no? pero seryoso, totoo ung mga sinabi ko dun sa huli kong entry.. ayaw kasi maniwala nung ibang tao eh... at least ung mga taong "concerned" naniniwala.. after nung supe puyat ko ng friday ng gabi... inulit-ulit ko lang yun ng sabado at linggo ng gabi... wahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asteeg talaga..isa 'to sa mga pinakahindi boring pero malungkot na weekend q.. [sori..anlabo ko na naman..] waaah! so aion.. marami akong na uncover/discover tungkol sa mga tao.. naisip ko na talagang napakagaling ni God! isipin mo! nasaktan ako dahil sa mga binibigay nya sa aking mga problema, at least may mga tao pa rin na talagang dumadamay sa akin.. tnx talaga mommy and daddy sa pagdamay nyo sakin.. alam niyo ba? kau lang ang ka-ym ko nung mga panahong yun kaya talagang tnx! kahit dito man lang mapakita ko ung pasasalamat ko bilang anak [bunga ng pagmamahalan! joke!] niyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..dahil sa maghapon/magdamag akong nasa tapat ng pc.. nalamang marami akong nagawa, nangungulit pa nga ako ng mga ako ng mga tao para sa mga kanta na pedeng i-download..actually c jio lang nakulit ko eh.. ayaw ako pansinin nung iba. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pangarap ko maging guidance counselor!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; wala lang.. naisip ko lang..kaya nga gustong-gusto ko na nag-aadvice sa mga tao, gusto kong maapektuhan ung mga buhay nila in a nice manner.. gusto kong maging rason sa pagiging "better person" nila [okei..anlabo na naman..] pero basta aion...wahaha, if u hav a problem or anything [wag lang financial problem..bka wala kong maitulong!] lapitan/txt/IM/sulatan or kahit anong form of communicating w/ me..alam ko naman hindi lahat ng tao mabibiyan ko ng advice or sumting.. kaya nga dinadaan ko na lang sa mga tula ko.. kahit hindi xa applicable sa lahat at least may message na gustong iparating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito po ung pinaka-huling poem na nagawa ko..ginamit xa ng &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SindiKatok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nung nagperform kami sa harap ng mga teachers.. malamang teacher's day nun.. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Pisara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;nit ng silid, ingay sa paligid, lahat ay kanyang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; tinitiis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;aksi ako na isang pisara maging sa kanyang mga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; hinagpis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ng bawat marka sa akin ay mula sa tunay na dedikasyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;amumutawing mga salita na kapupulutan ng leksyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;inagawa ang lahat upang makapangaral at makaapekto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;urong walang ibang nais kundi ang makapagturo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;nos man ang dumating any hindi matitinag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;elos ng buhay ang siyang tanging makatitibag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ras at pang-unawa na kaagapay ng dugo’t pawis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;akripisyo at paghihirap ang kanyang ibinubuwis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ng mga aral sa buhay ng kanyang ibinabahagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;ati kaniyang sariling kapakanan ay sadyang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; isinasantabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;sang taong huwan sa lahat ng dito’y nagkatitipon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;alamat sa lahat ng pagdidisiplina na sa limot ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; hindi maibabaon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ng bawat tagumpay at karanasan sa kaniya’y iniaalay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;eso sa munting pisara ang natatangi niyang saklay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;pinaghirapan ko yang tulang yan ah..inspired ako kasi teacher din ung nanay ko..nabuhay at patuloy akong nabubuhay sa paghihirap ng isang teacher..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Isang guro sa Pisay".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;un ung code naginamit ko sa paggwa niyang tulang yan.. hehehe.. [to kuya ryan: hey.. ung literary works na hinhingi nyo po ay kunin niyo na lang dito sa blog ko.. hanapa kayo ng entries na may tula kasi ako lahat gumawa nun.. ok!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;waah! inaantok na ako.. cge..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;till next poem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;baboosh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-114036431912203609?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/114036431912203609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=114036431912203609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/114036431912203609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/114036431912203609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2006/02/puyatanjuiceseditbagong-parentspaiyak.html' title='puyatan..juices..edit..bagong parents..paiyak at pasigaw..backstreet boys..limewire..ym..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-114020067651830515</id><published>2006-02-17T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:49:52.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kalbaryo</title><content type='html'>gusto ko lang magpasalamat sa lahat ng taong tumulong para mapangiti ako sa harap ng mga problemang ayaw akong tantanan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tnx..mahirap lang talaga pakiramdam ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at isa pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WALA NA AKONG CRUSH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swear.. i realized from that certain song na hanggang panaginip na lang kaming dalawa.. kung sila ni *ano* pwede pa.. sana alagaan ni *ano* si *ano* kasi willing na kong ipaubaya xa kay *ano*.. basta.. ako na lang si ung mayor ng townsville at patuloy kong susubaybayan ang lovestory ni mojojojo at ni bubbles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pramis.. wala na talaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi nga pala sa aking "mommy at daddy"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w8.. ulitin ko lang ilagay ung poem ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sa Pangarap Lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sa pangarap lang ba masisilayan ang iyong mukha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sa pangarap lang ba madarama ang iyong kalinga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lungkot at galak, lahat ating pinagsamahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sa pangarap lang ba makasasaksi ng pag-ibig na walang hanggan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sa pangarap lang ba akong ibong nais lumipad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Habang tayo'y magkahawak kamay, tila ba oras ay kay kupad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sa pangarap lang ba maipakikita ang nadarama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sa pangarap lang liligaya at iiwan ang realidad na nagisnan na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kahit akoy gising ay nais pa ring humibing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pagkat akon'y doon lamang nararapat sa iyong piling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nais kong hagkan mo, wala ng makapipigil pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nais kong mahalin mo kahit sa pangarap lamang ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ayan.. i felt a lot of change after last night.. nawalan ako ng crush, nagkaroon ako ng daddy, napuyat ako, pumangit ako, ne-realize ko na sobra-sobra na ang atensyon na ibinigigay ko kay *ano* at nakakalimutan ko na ang gumalaw sa tunay kung mundo.. nandito na lang ako, sa mundong pinapangarap ko.. ayokong magpanggap na hindi ako natutuwa pag nakikita ko xa.. na hindi tumatalon ang puso ko pag naririnig ko xang tumutugtog ng gitara.. Masaya, parang wala ng bukas, kahit sa mga simpleng sulyap man lang na iyon ay maibsan lahat ng problemang dinadala ko ngayon, sa mga panahong sinusubukan ni God ung paniniwala ko sa kanya at sa mga kakayahang ibinigay nya sa akin.. Ayokong magpanggap na hindi ako nasasaktan pag nakikita ko siyang kasama ung pinakamagandang babae sa kanyang paningin.. Masakit yon! Grabe.. Ang tagal ko na palang nagpapakatanga, bakit ba kasi ako pumipili ng mga lalaking hindi naman ako mamahalin tulad na pagmamahal ko sa kanila?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;dapat ko ng tapusin 'tong entry na ito kasi maxado na akong maraming nasabi tungkol sa mganararamdaman ko.. sabi ko hindi naman ako heartbroken kasi hindi naman ako nagmahal.. ang tanong, "Sa lagay na 'yon, hindi pa ba ako nagmamahal/nagmahal?.. Mahirap sabihin, kung ako nga hindi ko  maintindihan eh, naibulgar ko pa sa kanya.. siguro bababa na ung itngin nya sa akin.. sana wag naman, natural lang naman sa tao ang magmahal, natural din ang magkamali.. Kaya nga tayo madalas nasasaktan eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;baboosh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;till next poem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-114020067651830515?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/114020067651830515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=114020067651830515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/114020067651830515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/114020067651830515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2006/02/kalbaryo.html' title='kalbaryo'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113965679427615439</id><published>2006-02-11T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T10:15:02.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yeyyy! Maglalagay na naman ako ng entry.. feels like my first time..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;YMSAT week!!!!!! Hahahaha.. a busy week full of happy and dreadful experiences..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Monday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lahat ng tao busy.. kahit ako.. [sinungaling ka talaga honey!] pero seryoso, isa ito sa mga pinakanakakapagod na araw sa ymsat..kasi halos lahat ng presentations at exhibits monday “kinacram”.. dapat may comsci long test kami kaso hindi natuloy dahil sa pagbisita ng isang napaka-importante/ napaka-paimportanteng tao.. APJ abdul-kalam!!!! Bago nga pala xa dumatingn nagkaron ng klase pero wa;a rin kaming ginawa.. Waah.. president eng &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.. ang sama ko nga kasi gumagawa ako ng give-aways habang nagsasalita xa. Wala naman kasi akong maintindihan!!!! Pagkatapos nun, lunch na..bumalik ako ng dorm ng sandali pagkatapos pumunta ako ng geom room para tumulong sa pagaayos ng geom. Exhibits.. afte nun, mahilo-hilo na ako sa sobrang dami ng inayos naming pero okei lang kasi at least may nakabati akong tao na hindi ko alam galit pala sa akin…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tuesday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Opisyal na pagbubukas ng YMSAT week! Di ba ang saya?? Kaso nga alang buong araw akong nasa chits booth…nagpapalit ng chits.. una una kasama ko si Sir Talaue.. he was kinda interviewing me pro okei lang.. tapos dumating si zim at sinimulan na rin ung “amazing race” sa p6.. fortunately nag-1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; place kami dun sa rubber powered boat.. meron pa nga nag-video nung pagtakbo ng boat.. [ang galling talaga ni zim! Galing mo gumawa ng boat.. hahaha].. after nun umalis muna ako para manood ng play.. nagpramis kasi ako kay &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;regina&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; na manomood ako ng play nila kaso nung pagdating ko ng 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; flr audi, opal na nagpeperform.. [sori talaga &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;regina&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;..^_^] okei lang naman play nila.. ganda nung script [actually mejo nerdy ung script nila..] pero idol ko yung mga actors lalo na sila LoLo Dondon at si Kuya Jio… asteeg rin yung mga devils.. hehehe! Panu nyo na-memorize ung ganun kahabang mga dialogue??!! niwei, madaming nagpapapalit sa chits booth.. hehehe..wala na akong makwento kasi buong araw lang akong nasa chits booth..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wednesday...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;the worst day of ymsat week.. bakit? tanungin nyo ko!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. Hindi natuloy ung "now showing" sa bio&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. Bio intersecetion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. Isa na namang away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;.. so ayon.. malungkot ako nung wed.. nakita ko pa si *ano* na katabi si *ano* habang nanonood ng *ano*.. alam ko namang wala akng panama kay *ano* eh.. maganda xa, patay, matangakad, mabait, matalino, mayaman...akala ko magkaibigan lang sila pero.. wag ka! mukhang nagkakambutihan na si *ano* at si *ano*..[sana kung kayo man ung isa sa mga *ano* na tinutukoy ko..please wag nyo ipakita sakin ang ka-sweetan nyo kasi mas matamis pa rin ako! honey ako eh..kasi nsasaktan ako!].. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;bago pala ung panonood ko ng mga play, yun nga nagkaroon naman ako ng kaaway.. sinabi ko lang naman kung ano ung narinig ko, kung joke lang yung sinabi nya, edi dapat hindi na kami pumunta ng bio unit para magtanong [duh!] alam kong naging maxadong matabil ung dila ko pero hindi ibig sabihin nun ay pwede na nya akong saktan gamit ung pangongonsiyensya nya tungkol sa mga nangyari sa aming magkakaibigan.. pinasasalamatan ko xa kasi kahit paano ay may concern xa na magkabati kami [ibang tao po ung kami].. &lt;strong&gt;TAO LANG RIN NAMAN AKO! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nasasaktan din ako dun sa sinabi nya kaya ang nasgot ko na lang, "ano ba nag pakialam mo?" napakarude noon di ba? pero masakit kasi na ipaalala pa sa'yo ung parte ng buhay mo na gusto mo ng ibaon sa limot dahil alam mong wala ng pag-asang lumiwanag pa ang mga sitwasyon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a day of cries and everything to me.. sobrang lungkot ng araw na tio.. feeling ko wala talga akong kaibigan..ayoko ng alalahanin..hanggang byernes..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113965679427615439?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113965679427615439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113965679427615439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113965679427615439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113965679427615439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2006/02/yeyyy-maglalagay-na-naman-ako-ng-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113905201347987512</id><published>2006-02-04T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T04:05:54.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no entry..</title><content type='html'>ei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new blog entry.. grabe sobrang tagal na at sobrang dami na rin ng nangyari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakainis nga lang kasi parang tinatamad na ako nitong mga nakaraang araw.. as in sa paggawa ng homework parati na lang ako nagkacram..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibibigay ko na lang mga events na sobrang naalala ko pa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SK..Fair..Bull sessions ng adelfa at pati na kung ano-ano pang kachuvahan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madalas akong nag-stay sa bahay ng tita ko kas "nagbabakasyon" dun ung mom q..super tagal ko na palang hindi naglalagay ng entry kaya eto na.. weeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fair.. xempre super excited ako nung first week of classes, akala ko matatapos na yung matagal ko ng pinagmumunimunihan pero hindi pala, wala rin palang nagbago pero mas napapanatag na ako ngayon..basta alam nyo na kung ano yun.. ewan ko ba, parang paulit-ulit ko na lang sinasabi ito pero aion.. ewan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fair..yeah! ang week ng fair ay sa mga pinakamasaya kong week ever.. don't ask me why! pero basta ganun! sa mga nakakita ang swerte nyo...ung booth ng adelfa nakakapagod.. marriage + eklats booth.. ahh!!!!! di ko ma-explain eh.. basta ganun.. ngapala pag may nakabasa dito na opal09 paki lapitan ako kasi gusto ko talaga yung aso niyng stuff toy.. papabili sana ako, magbabayad na lang ako.. ^_^ jokes.. pero kung pede, gusto ko  talaga magkaroon ng ganun..asteeg yung battle of dbands at yung concert!!!!! sobrang asteeg ni miro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SK... masaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bull sessions ng adelfa.. well, iyak ako ng iyak.. most of you know why pero talagang hindi ko napigilan ang sarili ko at poof! ayun na..  hindi ako makpag-salita.. iisa lang yung sinasabi ng mga tao tungkol sa akin.. masakit pero ma katotohanan.. aww! ayoko na alalahanin pero dun ko lng talaga nalabas ang nararamdaman ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lang muna for now.. tinatamad pa rin ako eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113905201347987512?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113905201347987512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113905201347987512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113905201347987512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113905201347987512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2006/02/long-time-no-entry.html' title='long time no entry..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113550528440974502</id><published>2005-12-25T02:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:05:17.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dewdrop in the Darkness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as wondrous as the stars twinkling in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Underneath this mask lies a heart willing to die&lt;br /&gt;Linger in my dreams, carry my passion away&lt;br /&gt;Into this world of miracles, I'd always want to stay&lt;br /&gt;Only you, like a dewdrop in the darkness, can take over me&lt;br /&gt;Read my mind, love me and set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the shadows, your light of glory still prevails&lt;br /&gt;Praise you, our God, your plans can never fail&lt;br /&gt;Hover above my soul that is full trust and not of grief&lt;br /&gt;Aid away all my sadness, failures and disbelief&lt;br /&gt;Everything is what I offer up to you my Lord&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up and I can be a warrior with the greatest sword..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. nice poem diba?! gawa ko yan. original as in original, kasi ang pangit eh. kung titignan nyo mabuti may makikita kayong "secret code". actually, its not a secret anymore kasi maraming namang nakakaalam nitong "secret" na ito. CLUE: kumikinang na mata! hehehe, pero seryoso, ginawa ko talga ang tulang ito para kay GOD.. para sa Kanya talaga at hindi pa dun sa secret code. Naisip ko kasi ung "harana"..ung competition sa pisay [im quite sure u know that!] kasi sinasabi dun na parang................sa gitna ng pagmamahal natin sa mga taong gusto natin makasama nandun ung pagmamahal ni God na hindi mag magmamaliw..maghiwalay man tayo [ung person at ung person na gusto nya].. so ganun ung ginawa ko sa tulang ito. ung secret code ay tungkol dun sa taong gusto ko [take note! hindi ko xa mahal!!!!!! i am not in love!] tapos ung message nung poem at para i-glorify si GOD..4ever!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medyo ginawa kong catchy ung title kasi para ganun.. isa tong tulang ito sa mga tulang ginawa ko na may secret code..feeling ko kasi maganda pag may ganun dahil may parang guide ako tapos i get to explore a wide variety of words na gagamitin ko.&lt;br /&gt;enough of the poems! hehe..nagiging malalim na naman ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano nga ba mga nangyari?????? tagal ko na rin hindi nakakapaglagay ng entry dito sa blog ko..maraming nangyari pero sa totoo lang tinatamad ako maglagay ng entry dito..pakontikonting bits na lang ng events ung mailalagay ko.. revolving around a concept which is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Christmas is not only a season for GIVING but also for FORGIVING...."&lt;/strong&gt; yup.. it is.. actually i got it from a joke sa going bulilit..ung pasko daw panahon ng pagpapatawad kasi pag namamasko daw "patawad" ung parating sinasabi ng mga kinakarolingan.. weell, korni ung joke pero kinuhanan ko un ng idea. para sa akin, hindi masyadong naging masaya ung pasko ko, kahit may tym na naging masaya ako dahil sa pasko [yayy! fireworks display.. asteeg talaga si "secret code"..] ung feeling ko last year compared to this year medyo malayo. marami akong kinalalahukang mga away at hindi pagkakaintindihan sa panahon ito. common naman ung issue namin nila g**e*L* at t*i*i* at pati dun samga ibang a*e*fa girls na naiinis sa akin. sobrang nag-reflect ako this bacatio at inaaamin kong napakalaki nga ng pinagbago ko mula sa pagkatao ko last year. mahirap ibalik pero ang sinusubukan ko ay alisin ung mga ayaw nila sa akin at mag-acquire ng mga mas kanais-nais na ugali [ooh.. sound weird] nahihirapan na talaga ako, naging common na rin sa akin ung pag-iyak dahil sa kanila at dahil sa mg problema ko ang mga pamilya ko. ayoko ng ilagay dito kasi xempre.. ganun.. pero malungkot in some way ung pasko ko. going back to the lesson, dahil sa mga away na ito, nagkaroon ng pag-asa ung pagkakabati namin. ung misa sa simbahan namin kanina..talaga pinakinggan ko ung homily ng priest. sabi nya kaya daw ipinanganak si hesus ng bata dahil ang bata ay instrumento ng pagkakaisa. dapat daw magkaisa na lahat ng tao at magbati na anglahat ng magkagalit. matagal ko ng inaasam ung pagakakabati namin, sobrang ibinaba ko na ang pride ko at madalas ako ang nagpaparaya at nagtitiis dahil alam kong ako ang may kasalanan ng lahat at may rason talaga sila na mainis sa akin. xempre mas masakit ung magpasko na may kagalit ka [actually hindi ko sila kagalit dahil sila lamang ang nagagalit..ako ay naghihintay lamang ng kapatawaran..]. totoo nga na Christmas is not only a season for GIVING but also for FORGIVING at alam kong kaunting panahon na lamang ay magkakabati na rin kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, let me talk about friendships..un na nga ung madalas kong isinusulat dito pero ikikwento ko lang yung "pagsermon" sa akin. kasi ung kaklase ni mama da [si mama da ang panagalawa kong nanay] ay nagpunta sa kanila, nandito ako ngayon sa bahay ng tita ko or ng pangalawa kong nanay. napaka-astig nya kasi madalas siyang nagbibigay ng words of wisdom at isa dun sa mga pinakanabuhayan akong payo ay yung tungkol sa pagkakaibigan.. ito yun.. sabi nya " &lt;strong&gt;ang pagkakaibigan, itinakda yan para tumagal sa habambuhay, kung tunay yung pagkakaibigan ay magpupursige ito para lampasan lahat ng hamon na kaylangan nilang harapin. mas tumatatak ung mga pagkakaibigan sa pagkabata kung saan sabay kayong humaharap sa mga hirap ng buhay.&lt;/strong&gt; naaalala ko noon kami ni aida, kumakain lang kami ng kung ano-ano kasi wala kaming pambili ng masasarap na pagkain..".... maliit na bagay lang ito pero naging malaki ung impact nya sa akin. bigla ko na lang naalala ung mga pinagsamahan namin.. lalo na namin ni g**e*L*.. napaiyak na naman ako at iniisip ko kung paano ibabalik lahat ng iyon.&lt;br /&gt;awww..nagiging emotional na naman ako kaya ititigil ko na itong pagtatype..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. i hope u learned some lesson too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113550528440974502?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113550528440974502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113550528440974502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113550528440974502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113550528440974502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/12/friendship.html' title='friendship..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113500237253330816</id><published>2005-12-19T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T06:26:12.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the fudge! oh shoot!</title><content type='html'>wawww!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog ulet!!!! super namimiss ko na ang internet... hehe... u dont wanna know kung&lt;br /&gt;anong nangyari pero ewan..basta magulo ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee! adik ako sa blogskin.. gumagawa ako ng bllogskin of my own.. as in ung&lt;br /&gt;sakin talaga ipapangalan, wahoo! hanep talaga.. basta may hang-over pa rin ako&lt;br /&gt;sa pag-eedit ng mga blogskin na nakukuha ko.. si dondon lang ata nakakita&lt;br /&gt;nung original na "fairytale to happen" blogskin ko na hindi ko mailagay.. inedit ko&lt;br /&gt;xa para mmaganda tapos aion.. eto na xa! gusto ko kasi talaga yung firytale&lt;br /&gt;thingies kasi isip bata ako.. as in super parang ewan na kahit sarili ko hindi ko&lt;br /&gt;maintindihan.. wahahaha! nakainis nga lang kasi ung blogger nav bar. may&lt;br /&gt;natatakpan na part ng image yung navbar tapos ung nakasulat dun..."and we&lt;br /&gt;lived happily ever after.." hehe.. nawala yun kasi tanakpan ng nav bar.&lt;br /&gt;dami ko ng days na sinayang dito sa "bahay ni kuya".. hehe.. nandito kasi ung&lt;br /&gt;mga "kuya ko. wow. di na dot-dot, dot na lang. ewan. ot lang po talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napapansin ko lang super tumaba ako ngayong vacation, kasi halos minu-minuto&lt;br /&gt;ata ay kumakain ko (sagana kasi sa pagkain ung bahay ng tita ko!) nood lang ng&lt;br /&gt;nood ng tv kasi ung internet connection medyo nagloloko. na-adik ulit ako sa&lt;br /&gt;kung ano-anong pag kain na masarap. hehehe! pandesal na may kespo o kaya&lt;br /&gt;sandwich spread! siguro nakaka-10 pandesal ako sa isang araw dito. ang grabe&lt;br /&gt;talaga ay yung pagka-adik ko sa "strawberry preserves! yung isang garapon ng&lt;br /&gt;strawberry preserves ay naubos ko ng 2 days lang! sobrang tamis nun kaso dahil&lt;br /&gt; gusto ko talaga ay hindi ko tinatantanan. algeb portfolio on the go! wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;miss na miss ko na talaga ang pisay. ewan ko kung bakit ganito ung feeling pero&lt;br /&gt;kasi last year hindi ko namn na-miss ung pisay. hmmm.. alam ko na.. siguro&lt;br /&gt;kasi ngayon malungkot ako at sa pisay lamang ako nagiging masaya. grabe! ung&lt;br /&gt;term ko nga ay "nangungulila" hindi ko na mga maabutan ung gusto kong&lt;br /&gt;maabutan sa ym tapos hindi ko pa xa nakikita. nalulunkot talaga ako. bwisit pa&lt;br /&gt;yung kapatid ko dahil sinulatan nya ng bolpen yung gitara ko. nag-guilty nga ako&lt;br /&gt;kasi hindi ako maingat sa gitara ko, puro gasgas na xa tapos ung pick-up ng&lt;br /&gt;tunog sa nay dulo nung gitar ay napasok sa loob. basta un ung sinasaksak ng&lt;br /&gt;thingy para maging "electric" ung gitara ko, nalalagay sa amplifier or speaker. so&lt;br /&gt;ngayon may butas na yung gitara ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeyyy! kaya ko na yung intro ng 214! wee. nagpaturo ako sa mga pro-ness kong&lt;br /&gt;pinsan kasi ganun. natutugtog ko na rin ng tama yung mga ibang kanta na hindi&lt;br /&gt;ko matugtog ng maayos dati. waw! ang laki na ng improvement ko! ang laki na&lt;br /&gt;rin ng itinaba ko! hehehe! basta kyut pa rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simbang gabi! woah! asteeg talaga. nakakonsiyensya ung pari kaya nagdecide&lt;br /&gt;na ulit akong "mas magpakabait pa".. pero na-realize ko god-fearing pala talaga&lt;br /&gt;ako. ewan.wierd lang talga. masasabi ko lang. maramng nagbago sa buhayko&lt;br /&gt;nitong mga nakaraang buwan. marami akong na-realize sa sarili ko lalong lalo na&lt;br /&gt;sa mga kamalian ko na nakakasakit na pala ako ng ibang tao dahil sa mga&lt;br /&gt;pnaggagawa ko. wish ko nga sana madala na ako para wala ng masaktan ng&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa akin pauli-ulit ko na lang sinasabi ang mga bagay na ito pero ganun&lt;br /&gt;talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm.. balik sa lageb portfolio. nilagay ko dun ung story ng buhay ko nung elem,&lt;br /&gt;ung sa part na "the gauss in me".. [unti-unting mararating, kalangitan at bituin..&lt;br /&gt;nanood po ng jewel in the palace] e2 xa.."As the years pass, the pattern just&lt;br /&gt;goes on but the different thing this time was the fact that I was winning. Actually,&lt;br /&gt;“we” were winning, all the people that supported teammates and I.  In Grade II, I&lt;br /&gt;have reached the farthest level during my elementary years. We reached the part&lt;br /&gt;where we had to compete with other schools including private schools from all&lt;br /&gt;over the National Capital Region. It was very overwhelming. Most of the names of&lt;br /&gt;the schools were saints and there was even Ateneo and La Salle. While we were&lt;br /&gt;looking around the place, La Immaculada Concepcion College in Pasig, we came&lt;br /&gt;over a group of students talking to each other and we heard them say, ”Ano ba&lt;br /&gt;yan? Bakit may public school? San ba galing yan?” Those students were&lt;br /&gt;referring to us. Of course, it felt bad but then it seemed to be like a push for our&lt;br /&gt;team to show those kids that we can overcome them even if we are from a public&lt;br /&gt;school. Luckily, we ranked seventh out of the sixteen schools."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113500237253330816?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113500237253330816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113500237253330816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113500237253330816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113500237253330816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-fudge-oh-shoot.html' title='what the fudge! oh shoot!'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113472380575260655</id><published>2005-12-16T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T20:06:23.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>walang kwenta..</title><content type='html'>simula nito..gagawan ko na ng title ang mga posts ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang pakikitira sa bahay ng pinsan kong rich..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w8....simula rin pala ngayon ay hindi ko na [masyadong] gagawing "dot-dot format" ang mga entries ko kasi minsan kahit ako ay hindi ko maintindihan..pati ung mga mali sa pagtatype ay babawasan ko na..kasi mukhang babasahin na ni toot ung blog ko.. (sounds weird..^_^)..&lt;br /&gt;ngayong araw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaya ng nasabi ko sa mas nauna kong entry, nandito ako ngayon sa bahay ng tita at tito ko..let me explain our "conjugated" [nyek..ka-epalan na naman] family history.......................................................................so bali, ung panganay na kapatid ng nanay ko at ung panganay na kapatid ng tatay ko ay naging mag-asawa.. (gets nyo ba??..basta ung tito ko sa father side at ung tita ko sa mother side ay nagpakasal)..kahit noon pa lang na hindi magkakilala si mama at papa ay magkasama na sila sa iisang bahay.. sa bahay ng tito at tita kng mag-asawa..(gets nyo ba ulet??)..so bali ung pinsan ko na nandito sa bahay ngayon ay pinsan ko na sa mother side, pinsan ko pa sa father side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it had nothing to do sa mga totoong nangyari ngayong araw pero gusto ko lang i-explain ang magulong buhay ng "mga pamilya dela Torre-dela Cruz"..so, pangatlong entry ko na ito for today and i predict na magkakaron pa ng pang-apat..hehe..bali all day (as of now- 3:52pm) ay nakaharap lang ako sa computer..may mga tyms na OL at may mga times na nadiDC tapos pag na diDC ako ay tinatype ko na lang sa notepad ung mga tula ko..as in maraming tula na ung iba walang kwenta tapos ung iba naman ay punong-puno ng meaning.. e2 sample o.. uhmm.. siguro nakita nyo na ang tulang ito sa friendster profile kong walang kwenta.. ito ung asteeg na may english at tagalog version..(xempre ang PRO-NESS ko eh!).. =).. mas gusto ko ung tagalog kasi mas "madamdamin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Pangarap Lang&lt;br /&gt;Sa pangarap lang ba masisilayan ang iyong mukha&lt;br /&gt;Sa pangarap lang ba madarama ang iyong kalinga&lt;br /&gt;Lungkot at galak, lahat ating pinagsamahan&lt;br /&gt;Sa pangarap lang ba makasasaksi ng pag-ibig na walang hanggan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pangarap lang ba akong ibong nais lumipad&lt;br /&gt;Habang tayo'y magkahawak kamay, tila ba oras ay kay kupad&lt;br /&gt;Sa pangarap lang ba maipakikita ang nadarama&lt;br /&gt;Sa pangarap lang liligaya at iiwan ang realidad na nagisnan na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit akoy gising ay nais pa ring humibing&lt;br /&gt;Pagkat akon'y doon lamang nararapat sa iyong piling&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong hagkan mo, wala ng makapipigil pa&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong mahalin mo kahit sa pangarap lamang ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...asyd from those sentimental etchos ay nakipag-chat rin ako sa mga tao.. well, hindi seryosong chat kasi ewan..basta nababanggit ko ung tungkol sa friend ko na gusto na ata magpakamatay.. actually, nagawa na nya kaso hindi nagtagumpay..tapos hingi ng advice about stuff..&lt;br /&gt;ung pagiging katulong.. hindi ko naman actually naranasan un dito tapos ung title ng entry na ito ay napagisip-isip ko lang kanina.. hindi ko rin alam kung bakit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113472380575260655?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113472380575260655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113472380575260655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113472380575260655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113472380575260655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/12/walang-kwenta.html' title='walang kwenta..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113471140099942467</id><published>2005-12-15T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T21:36:41.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~StAr SpArKLe~~</title><content type='html'>bagong skin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na pinaghirapan kong ilagay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala pa rin kras ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113471140099942467?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113471140099942467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113471140099942467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113471140099942467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113471140099942467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/12/star-sparkle.html' title='~~StAr SpArKLe~~'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113469406242913514</id><published>2005-12-15T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:47:42.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas nah!!!!</title><content type='html'>woah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss na miss ko ang pisay.. as in super namimiiss ko na ung pisay pati ung mga tao..hehe..di ko na mapigilan&lt;br /&gt;sarili ko kaya kwento na ako ng mga chuvaners na gusto ko sabihin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..hehe..masya ako nung umuwi ako from paskorito..only some people know why at si dianne nga lang ang&lt;br /&gt;nakasaksi..well pati na rin ung reason kung bakit masaya ung moment na un..pero masya talaga..ngayon&lt;br /&gt;nandito ako sa bahay ng tita ko..nagbabakasyon-grande..nagcommute lang ako tapos kasma ko pa ung kapatid&lt;br /&gt;ko at dala ung gitara ko..siguro nagtataka ung mga tao tapos akala nila ay naglayas kami ng bahay..balik sa&lt;br /&gt;bahay namin..ginawa nila akong KATULONG!!!! as in parang instant maid ako pag-uwi ko dun..parati kasi akong&lt;br /&gt;wala asa bahay dahil nasa dorm ako tapos kung uuwi man ako ng weekends ay puro requirements pa rin ang&lt;br /&gt;inaasikaso ko..pag pinaghuhugas nga ako pinggan ay kinokontarata ko n lng yung kapatid ko na xa ung&lt;br /&gt;maghuhugas tapos palalruin ko na lang xa sa fone ko..adik un sa laro eh..so ano nga pala mga ginawa ko bilang&lt;br /&gt;katulong..bukod dun sa paghuhugas ng pinggan na madalas kong tinatakasan ay nagluto at naglaba rin ako..8&lt;br /&gt;kami sa bahay so napakaraming labahin nun as in nakakpagoid talaga..after ko maglaba ay pinagluto na ako ni&lt;br /&gt;mama..rice cooker ung gamit eh mahirap pa rin noh! pinag-ayos dn ako ng bahay as in nakakapagod rin un..hindi&lt;br /&gt;naman malaki ang bahay namin pero magulo kasi ung 3yr old kong kapatid ay kung ano-ano ang kianakalat na&lt;br /&gt;gamit..mahirap lang ung magkuskos ng walls at magscrub ng floor kasi kelangan talaga dun ng maraming&lt;br /&gt;effort..lhat un ginawa ko ng umaga..so nung hapon..ewan..nakatunganga na naman ako sa gitara ko..ilang beses&lt;br /&gt;ko na xang pinatono kais nga ung kapatid kong makulit ay pinipilit galawin ung strings tapos aion..nawawala na xa&lt;br /&gt;sa tono..im still using the book na regalo ni sir martin..tnx sir martz! it was very helpful sa pagkatuto kong&lt;br /&gt;maggitara..pero itutuloy ko pa rin ung plano ko na magpaturo kay jio at sa kung sino mang willing pagtiyagaan&lt;br /&gt;ako..matagal ko ng pangarap maging rakista pero sa hirap ng buhay eh natagalan ako mag-ipon ng pambili ng&lt;br /&gt;gitara..woah! asteeg ko talaga..sori pero kelang ko i-cheer ung sarili ko kasi walang nagchi-cheer sa akin..naadik&lt;br /&gt;rin ako sa maraming bagay..dunsa mik-mik milk and choclate pwder..basta ung tigpipisong ewan na binibili ng kapatid kong si more..naadik rin ako sa ice candy at coke sakto..un na..tapso naadik rin ako sa finding nemo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simbang-gabi..l8 nga ako nagising kasi after nung simbang gabi ay natulog ako tapos ngaun lang ako nagising..ung pari korni kasi nagjoke xa na ewan tapos hindi na-gets ng mga tao..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;uhmm..kagabi..nagchat lang ako..sila inah,dondon,theia,kuya david ang mga binulabog ko..ang ewan nga aksi wala kong masabing matino dahil ang iniisip ko ay ung kras ko na hindi ko maabutang OL..grabe..miss na miss na kita palaka!!!! whatever..bigla ko lang naisip at pinagtatanong ko sa mga tao.. pano kaya kapag yung babae ang nanligaw sa lalaki??? well, base sa aking survey, walang nanalo kasi ung agree at disagree ay panatay at pare-pareho silang may reason..pero ewan..basta! kahit desperado na ako, hindi ko pa rin gagawin un..xcept na lang kapag sinabi nyang sasagutin nya ako kapg niligawan ko xa.. it would be worth the effort! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge un lang muna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113469406242913514?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113469406242913514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113469406242913514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113469406242913514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113469406242913514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/12/xmas-nah.html' title='xmas nah!!!!'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113421176511052125</id><published>2005-12-10T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T02:49:25.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiloday... este.. holiday...</title><content type='html'>yipee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos na ung perio...pero kahit vacation, marami pa ring naka-teggang requirements na kailangan gawin...ung algeb portfolio, sangkatutak na long tests pagresume ng classes tapos mga problemang unti-unting nawawalan ng pag-asang maayos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..ano mga nangyari,, try ko isipin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day ng perio,, super nakakatkot kasi ung eng at chem perio.. medyo mas nahirapan ako dun sa english kesa dun sa chemistry kais ung sa english may essay..hindi naman dahil sa mahirap gumawa ng essay kaso nakakpagod lang magsulat..after ng perio.. ewan ko kung paano ko inubos ung ras ko.. may time na palibot-libot lang ao mag-isa tapos naisipan kong pumunta kay roxie at magpaphotocopy ng mga handouts sa val. ed...naghihiram din ako ng notebuk sa algeb sa kung sinong may maayops na notes pero unforunately.. wala akong nakuha..hindi ko ata nakita si toot nung araw na ito..nung gabi, as usual, nag-iisa na naman ako..nakipagkwentuhan kina paula, inna at anna..pero malungkot pa rin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next days..puro aral na lang muna.. nag-iisa, minsan pumupunta sa room nila dianne o nila cherrry para makipagkwentuhan kasi malungkot talaga sa room namin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para makalimutan ko ung kalbaryo ng perio "days".. magkukwento na lang ako tungkol sa mga nangyari sa isa sa pinakamasasayang araw ko bilang isang tiga-adelfa.. XMAS PARTY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so..aion.. late ako nagising kasi nakipagpuyatan ako kila dianne at cherry..sakto paggising ko nagpage.. andun na daw yung tatay ko...dinala nya yung stuff ko na pangxchange gift.. matagal rin ako nakiapagkwentuhan kay papa.. tapos naligo na ako at nagbihis..xcited for the party.. sinundo kami ng kotse nila max taposd dun kami sumakay pauntang merced dun sa may quezon boulevard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaya..masaya..masaya.. may mga nagbigay ng gifts kaso ako wala man lamang regalo..so party..tekken and whatsoever.. ewan.. bast masaya.. natalo ko si sir martin kahit isang round lang tapos natalo ko rin ung ibang gurls na kinalaban ko...si sir martz din ung nabunot kong magbibigay sa akin sa xchange gft.. asteeg ung gifts nya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagactivity nung adelfa tapos masaya kasi nagparticipate halos lahat..nagbasaan to the max.. hulaan at kainan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaya manood ng fireworks display..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lang muna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113421176511052125?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113421176511052125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113421176511052125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113421176511052125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113421176511052125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/12/hiloday-este-holiday.html' title='hiloday... este.. holiday...'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113369772040583174</id><published>2005-12-04T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T04:02:00.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woah! perio na nman!!!</title><content type='html'>haay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog na naman.. woah! ang bilis ng panahon.. lalampas na ako ng kalahati ng buhay 2nd year!!! asteeg.. so ano nga ba mga nangyari???? 1st of all.. naiinis ako kasi ang bagal ng internet connection.. super.. hindi ko nga lam kung bakit bigla naging ganun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kainis si toot!!! well, nung isang araw hinhingi nya ung guitar ko tapos kanina nung pag-OL ko ay nag offline xa agad.. nung ti-nype ko ung elow dunsa window biglang lumabas "_______ has signed out.".. nasta aion.. kainis talaga.. pero masaya naman kasi i'll try my best to make him visit my blog so kelangan medto ingat ingat muna sa mga nilalagay ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ano mga nangyari??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was supposedly the hell week... it had been a hell week pero di kasing "hell" ng mga dating hell week.. super pinagtuunan ko ung geom project.. marami nga akong kinontrata magtupi na paper kaso nakalimutan ko kung sino-sino sila.. kahit naglalakad ako ay nagtutupi pa rin ako na papel.. akala ko nga hindi matatapos pero nung wednesday ata o thursday nung hindi ako nakikinig sa halos lahat ng subject kasi super determinado akong tapusin yung geom project ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natapos ko naman xa dahil ang proness ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i "developed a new joke"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano mangyayari kay winnie the pooh pag naging daga xa???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magigi xang "MINNIE the pooh!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala na kong masabi eh.. wala kasi ako sa mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next tym...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawan nyo ko ng testim sa frendster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113369772040583174?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113369772040583174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113369772040583174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113369772040583174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113369772040583174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/12/woah-perio-na-nman.html' title='woah! perio na nman!!!'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113309741354944972</id><published>2005-11-27T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T05:16:53.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ewanerzzz!</title><content type='html'>haaay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog na naman po..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was just like other weeks.. the issue of "them" still never changes pero sa halip eh parang tumitindi pa.. well masaya rin naman ung ibang parts pero it was not that happy..&lt;br /&gt;it was i first tym i saw a guy cry in pisay.. well, after edineille.. he was the first.. niwei.. MAY BAGO NA AKONG GITARA!!!!! asteeg talaga kasi kulay blue.. ang liliit ng fret.. magaang as in super.. maliit tapos tamangtama sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang excited nga ako kasi nung monday ng gabi angtxt ung mom ko tapos abi nya may gitara na daw ako... nakuha ko xa kung hindi wed ay thursday... di ko na maxado mtandaan.. maganda xa super.. pinatono ko kay ate tin para matugtog ko na...this really is the walkout week... sobrang dami naming walkout na as in sunod-sunod na walk-outs... maraming freetym kaya marami ring tym na gawin ang mga requirements..&lt;br /&gt;so meron kaming family day.. actually pumunta naman ung dad ko kaso umalis xa.. nagkaroon ng 1st activity.. section activity xa pero pang girls lang... dinala ko rin c honeyio ( ung panagalan na binigay ni marianne sa guitar ko.. i wonder kung kaninong names un galing.... ^_^)... so ung dscussion ng family's strength and weaknesses.. so ung unang part tawagan.. akala ko walang tatawag sa akin pero at last my chance came.. so aoin.. sinabi ko ung strengths ng family ko... may tym na sobrang naiiyak na ako (nung sa weaknesses na) sasabihin ko na sanang hindi ako open sa family ko.. hindi ako open sa mga problems ko... tapos naptingin ako sa kanila, sobrang naisip ko ung tyms na sa akin sila nagsasabi ng family problems tapos sa kanila lang rin ako magsasabi ng family problems... ang sakit talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko nga.. sana salakayin ako ng dementors para ubusin na nila ung memory ko at wala na akong maalala ever.. ang hirap kasi eh... ung isipin mo kung gaano ka walang kwenta para sa kanila tapos gaano kadali nilang tinapon ung friendship nyo..&lt;br /&gt;ANG SAKIT NUN!!!!! sobra... ung lang ang masasabi ko... masakit talaga kaya nga parang na-trauma pa rin ako.. iniyakan ko talaga si mam carla allegria dahil hindi ko na mapigilan sarili ko.. nandun kami sa pool area tapos ung parents nandun sa may taas pumipila para sa dinner.. nakita pala ako ng dad ko... natakot ako kasi baka hindi rin xa makapagpigil tapos saktan nya ung kungsino man ang nagpaiyak sa akin.. asteeg talaga tatay ko kasi xa lang ung pumili nung gitara ko tapos aion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung family camp.. nagutom kami!! sobra kasi naubusan ng kanin.. ang hunger strike kami nila angel, sarah at kamkam dun kasama sila mark, clarence, dennis at iba pang pepps na hindi na inabutan ng kanin... sobrang pinapak namin ung gulay kasi nagugutom na kami... pero okei lang kasi masarap naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa wakas nakakain rin kami.. sobrang saya ung nagbonding na ung mga adelfa girls..  basketball... soccer... balbal.. basta ganun..&lt;br /&gt;sge tinatamad na ako... sobrang mahirap na magtype kasi ung kamay ko laspag na ng paggawa ng geon project!!! TULUNGAN NYO KO!!!&lt;br /&gt;basta ung mga peepz... wag na lng kau magugulat kapag binigyan ko kayo ng pieces of paper sa tuesday tapos ipapatupi ko sa inyo in a certain manner.. sobrang desperado na akong matapos un eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113309741354944972?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113309741354944972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113309741354944972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113309741354944972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113309741354944972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/ewanerzzz.html' title='ewanerzzz!'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113248433571802832</id><published>2005-11-20T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T02:58:55.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the success..</title><content type='html'>sobra ung feelings ko this week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extremes talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung monday.. sobrang kaba kasi l8 na ako nakaalis sa bahay..dumating ako sa pisay ng mga 7:25 at naka tsinelas pa ako.. na l8 din sa first class at xempre nakita ko na nman ung mga taong un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko magawang magalit sa kanila pero unti-unti ng nauubos ung pasensya ko...un rin ung nasabi ko nung saturday.. "balang araw babalik din sa aknila lahat ng ginagawa nila sa akin ngayon"...&lt;br /&gt;plano ko talagang ipasadiyos na lang ang lahat dahil wala na akong magawa..nagawa ko na lahat...paulit-ulit na lang ung ganito.. nakakasawa na rin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na ikwento lahay kasi maaalala ko lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ung msayang part naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) BATOK PLAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asteeg talaga..lahat ng pinaghirapan ko sa SK ay nagbung na.. di ko na maxadong matandaan pero masaya talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)NANALO KAMI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa wakas..nanalo rin ang adelfa.. nung ASian Spirits party ng 08.. grandslam ang panalo ng adelfa.. kasama ako dun sa costume play na buddhist monks in hongkong disneyland....asteeg rin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lang muna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mejo tinatamag ako ngaun eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113248433571802832?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113248433571802832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113248433571802832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113248433571802832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113248433571802832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/success.html' title='the success..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113191859197199030</id><published>2005-11-13T20:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T00:31:11.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113191859197199030?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113191859197199030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113191859197199030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113191859197199030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113191859197199030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113192016392112676</id><published>2005-11-13T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T14:16:03.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>asteeg..</title><content type='html'>weee..&lt;br /&gt;mejo masaya na ako ngayon..&lt;br /&gt;compared kanina pero feel ko pa rin ung lungkot at pangungulila ko sa kanila..&lt;br /&gt;well..all i did today was to get some advice from the ym people..&lt;br /&gt;here they are..&lt;br /&gt;jio:&lt;br /&gt;- umiyak&lt;br /&gt;- magpakatahimik&lt;br /&gt;- think about happy thoughts&lt;br /&gt;- think about my crush&lt;br /&gt;- punta ng guidance&lt;br /&gt;- talk to them&lt;br /&gt;- ask them why&lt;br /&gt;... well, for the first tym in the history of mankind ay nag-joke si jio.. kala ko super seryoso nya na kahit isang joke ay wala xang alam.. kahit ung mga jokes nya ay mejo korni, he somewhat/somehow made me happy.. mukhang galit xa sa mga backstabbers.. (sino ba namang hindi??!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marianne:&lt;br /&gt;wala akong nakuhang advice sa kanya dahil malungkot rin xa.. asteeg rin maglagay ng malungkot na ym pix kapag malungkot ka.. SA ang sagot sa mga problema dahil kaylangan ming kalimutan lahat kapag may SA kang gagawin..^_^ung isang pic nga ni lana at clark akala ko happy pero sad rin pala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benjie:&lt;br /&gt;- unang una nyang suggestion: mag-gitara.&lt;br /&gt;- kumain&lt;br /&gt;- matulog-&lt;br /&gt;pinag-type nya ako n lahat ng ulam na alam ko&lt;br /&gt;.... basically, usapan ng mga heartbroken ung usapan namin eh..sabi rin nya parang "gantihan ko daw sila".. wag ko rin daw silang pansinin..wala xang alam na joke kaya sabi nya kilitiin na lang daw nya ako..parati ko xang ini-encourage with regards dun sa toot nya kaso talagang heartbroken xa.. nalaman na rin nya ung tungkol sa paggamit ko ng ----------...sa pagsostalk..akala nga nya may kinalaman ako dun sa isang magandang nangyari sa kanya.. isa lamang iyong patunay na malakas ako kay Lord.. hindi ko pa dinadasal, nangyari na kay benjie..sabi ko kasi ipagdarasal ko yun mamayang gabi..actually gabi na.. pero basta astig kasi nag-toot sa kanya si toot.. basta aun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dondon:&lt;br /&gt;itulog, ikain,, basta puro ganon advice.. dinamayan rin naman nya ko tungkol sa problem ko.. pati run sa pagkawala na ng toot ko.. well.. wala na ako maxado matandaan kc xa ung unang naka-chat ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala akong makwento kasi un naman talaga ung nangyari eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat na rin sa lahat.. GOD + O= GOOD! therefore.. God is Good!.. un lang..wag nyo kalimutan magdasal ah.. effective xa, kahit malungkot, may magagawa xa sa iyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wag nyo rin kalimutang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANOOG NG BATOK PLAY SA NOV.16&gt;&gt;4:30&gt;&gt;BACKLOBBY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;(",)&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muntik ko nga pala makalimutan.. may bago na akong kapatid!! nanaganak ung mom ko nung nov.7 tapos ang name nya ay michael kc niligtas xa ni st. michael..&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113192016392112676?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113192016392112676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113192016392112676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113192016392112676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113192016392112676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/asteeg.html' title='asteeg..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113186602715034193</id><published>2005-11-12T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T23:13:47.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sana nga..</title><content type='html'>haay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matagal rin akong hindi makakpagblog.. xempre dormer ako eh.. duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..ganyan talaga ang buhay.. maraming problema..maraming kaylangang harapin pero parang nagun. sa tingin ko ay hindi na kinakaya ng powers ko yung mga bininigay sa aking mga pagsubok ni Lord.. Oo nga, kadalasan ay sinasabi nila na hindi naman ibibigay sa iyo ang problemang iyan kung hindi mo kakayanin.. naniniwala rin naman ako na malalampasan ko rin ito pero for now, sobrang nahihirapan na ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teka.. ano nga ba muna yang problemang yan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o eto.. tignan nyo kung hindi malaking problema ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una kasi, sa isang bestfriend ko lang ako nagkakaproblema..matagal na yon, actually may pic pa nga xa sa isa kong blog entry.. nakakapag-usap pa naman kami before, super minimal pero at least nag-uusap pa rin kami.. nasasaktan ako kapag umiiwas xa kasi nga naman kung ikaw ung taong gusto ng makipagbati, gusto ng makapagbago tapis iiwasan ka.. di ba napakasakit non?.. meron din akong taong pinasalamatan dun sa blog entry na un.. xa ung person na kasama ko nung mga tyms na sobrang down ako dahil dun sa bestfriend ko.. sabi nya, okei lang daw yun.. let time pass by at tutulungan daw nya ako na magbago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaya na ang buhay.. kahit paano ay nasasanay na rin ako na wala sa tabi ko ung bestfriend ko pero ung problema ay wala pa roon.. umabot sa point na hindi na kami nag-uusap.. pati ung nanay naming magkakapatid (janella, charice,kam-kam at ako).. hindi na rin ako kinakausap..&lt;br /&gt;doon na ako halos magbreakdowm sa sobrang sakit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one tym.. magpaparaktis kami ng paskorus.. nakaupo lang ako sa isang tabi, naghihintay ng signal kung kela kami kakanta tapos bigla na lang bumugso yung luha ko ng hindi ko nalalaman, hindo ko na rin napigilan ung sarili ko na umiyak kasi may karapatan naman ako eh.. nasasaktan ako.. sa sobrang sakit ay wala na akong paki-alam kahit na makita ako ng ibang tao na mukhang&lt;br /&gt;tanga dun at humahagulgol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilang araw na rin akong umiiyak dahil ito.. kung mpapansin nyo sa iba pang entries.. pilit akong nagsosori sa mga tao dahil iniisp ko na marami na akong nasasaktan.. totoo pala un.. nag-pile up na lahat ng ginagawa ko hanggang sa pagkakataon iniwan na lang ako ng mga akibigan ko sa ere kung kailan nagsisimula na akong magbago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nila selfish raw ako..bully..ako na nga lang daw hihingi ng favor ako pa ung nambabara at nagagalit..self-centered..INSENSITIVE.. wala na daw akong ibang binggit kung ung mga toot ko na hindi man lang ako kikakausap.. malakas daw ako manghatak sa kung saansaan kahit ayaw naman nila..pasama ako ng pasama sa kung saan ako pupunta..at hindi man lang daw ako marunong magpasalamat.. nagagalit rin sila sa akin dahil katxt ko ung dati kong toot. wala na raw akong panahong makinig sa kanila dahil puro na lang ako yung binibida ko.. puro na lang ung mga toot ko na hindi naman raw karapat-dapat sa ganoong kabigat na atensyon..&lt;br /&gt;inaamin ko.. ako yung mali.. nasa akin ung mali at wala akong karapatang magalit pero sana naman itigil na nila ito.. kung kailan ako nagbago saka nila ako iniwan.. nung araw mismo na hindi nila ako kinausap ay nagawa kong hindi banggitin kahit isang beses man lang ung pangalan ng toot ko.. or kait ung mga codemanes ko sa kanya.. wala.. never rin ako nanghingi ng favor kahit kanino.. nener rin ako nagpasama sa kahit kanino nung raw na iyon at nung mga sumunod pang araw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang sakit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang hirap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa likod mg mga msasayang mukha na ipinapakita ko sa inyo.. hindi ko akalain ng pwede pala akng masaktan ng ganun-ganon na lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may tym pa nga eh..isang gabi.. nandun lang ako, mag-isa sa kwarto kasi roomates ko sila tapos lahat sila iniwan ako run.. naka 10 rosaries ako habang umiiyak.. hanggang sa ngayon ay pinapasa-Diyos ko na lang ang lahat.. mas lalo pang lumalakas ung pananalig ko sa Kanya.. ginawa ko na kasi ang lahat ng kaya kong gawin pinilt ko na silang kausapin.. pero umiiwas nga sila di ba?.. binigyan ko na rin sila ng sulat pero wala pa rin nagbago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana matapos na ito lahat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat dun sa mga taong tumutulong na pasayahin ulit ung dating ako.. dun sa mga nakakakita sa akin.. ang galing ko maging plastik no???sk kasi eh.. magaling umarte.. isipin nyo na lang mas magandanf makita ng ato nga masaya ka kesa ung malungkot ka di ba?.. kung wala ang adelfa.. hindi ko na alam kung pano pa ako makakasurvive nito.. kahit lam ko rin na maraming naiinis sa akin, salamat na rin po.. ang galing nyo ring plastik! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero totoo..tnx talga sa lhat ng mga taong tumutulong na makalimutan ko kahit sandali ung mga problema ko.. kay sarah, angel, angelika, zim, edineille, maan, dea, jape, marianne, janella, charice, kam-kam, max, sa mga 09 na sina.. dianne, cherry, dondon, sa mga kasama ko sa sk nung saturday.. si gian, si regina, patricia, ate janelle, kuya henson, rj, bonggi (sori di ko xa kilala eh..), karen, korni (ervin yata ng jade..un kasi tawag nila sa iyo eh),paeng, pati na rin kay kuya nico..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahaba-haba itong blog entry na ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matagal ko ring pinag-isipan mga isusulat ko dito..&lt;br /&gt;un lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANOOD KAYO BATOK PLAY HA!! SA WEDNESDAY&gt;&gt;4:30&gt;&gt;BACKLOBBY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113186602715034193?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113186602715034193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113186602715034193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113186602715034193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113186602715034193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/sana-nga.html' title='sana nga..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113127011342784364</id><published>2005-11-06T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T01:41:53.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ay..</title><content type='html'>last day na ng long vacation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may pasok na naman bukas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baka once a week na lang ako makapagblog kasi wala naman internet sa dorm eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oki.. mejo masaya naman ng long vacation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marami akong naging frends kahit nasa bahay lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa ym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twice ko lang naka chat ung kras ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana bumalik na kami sa dati naming pagkakaibigan ni danaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mejo tinatamad ako eh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113127011342784364?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113127011342784364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113127011342784364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113127011342784364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113127011342784364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/ay.html' title='ay..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113118760435535639</id><published>2005-11-05T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T00:49:27.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>astig..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Kanina pa kita pinagmamasdan&lt;br /&gt;Mukha mo'y di maipinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Malungkot ka nanaman&lt;br /&gt;Kanina pa kita inaalok&lt;br /&gt;Ng kwentuhang masaya&lt;br /&gt;Para sayo'y, balewala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandali lang,teka lang&lt;br /&gt;May nakalimutan ka&lt;br /&gt;Di ba't puwede mo kong iyakan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige lang sandal ka na&lt;br /&gt;At huwag mong pipigilan&lt;br /&gt;Iiyak mo lang ang lahat sa langit&lt;br /&gt;Iiyak mo lang ang lahat sa akin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nandito lang ako maghihintay&lt;br /&gt;Lagi mong tatandaan&lt;br /&gt;Di ka naman nag-iisa&lt;br /&gt;Nandito lang ako makikinig sayo&lt;br /&gt;Sa buong magdamag sa kin, di ka balewala..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto sana gusto kong sabihin sa kanya..&lt;br /&gt;kaso baka hindi nya ako tanggapin.. at least nakachat ko xa..!&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/18443553-113118760435535639?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113118760435535639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113118760435535639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113118760435535639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113118760435535639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/astig.html' title='astig..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113106446926711753</id><published>2005-11-03T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T16:34:29.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bagong post..</title><content type='html'>yeyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuwi na ako sa bahay namin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilang araw na akong nag-iisa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malungkot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113106446926711753?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113106446926711753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113106446926711753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113106446926711753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113106446926711753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/bagong-post.html' title='bagong post..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113101207306429339</id><published>2005-11-03T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T17:11:16.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyek!</title><content type='html'>blog..&lt;br /&gt;haay..&lt;br /&gt;another day ahead.. di ko pa nga tapos ung soc sci SA#6.. npakahaba.. actually, hindi ko pa xa pedeng matapos dahil wala pa akong hardbound ..este hard copy.. references kaya magtityaga muna ko sa kung anong meron akong research ngayon.. speaking of research..&lt;br /&gt;kanina pa akong 12:00 ng madaling araw dito..haay... sinasamahan pa kasi ng BLOG at FRIENDSTER..(visit nyo ung blog ko parati ah.. pati rin sa frendster.. gawan nyo ko ng testim!)..&lt;br /&gt;masarap magpuyat pero mahirap mapuyat!&lt;br /&gt;gets nyo ba? masarap magpuyat kasi marami kang nagagawa pero pag puyat ka na, mahirap na.. basta ganun.. feeling ko unti-unti na akong nagiging nocturnal these days..&lt;br /&gt;na-aadik na rin ako sa ym... parati ko kasing hinihintay si toot.. kaya mahirap.. wala naman xa parati..&lt;br /&gt;dun nga pala sa mga taong nakakaym ko.. pasenxa na kung ayaw ko kayong tantanan.. pramis! pinipilit ko ng mag bago..&lt;br /&gt;well.. oo nga't marami akong sinasabihan ng crush ko.. pero i dont think it means na ganun ako ka-social climber.. sori.. feeling ko kasi ganun ung iniisip ng mga tao sa akin..&lt;br /&gt;it's just that..&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE WORLD TO KNOW NA CUTE SI TOOT!&lt;br /&gt;yun lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;^_^&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga nagawan ko ng kasalanan.. cguro one of these days, wag kayong mahiya na lapitan ako at sabihinh galit kayo sa akin.. at least you can help me change!&lt;br /&gt;pangit rin naman ung akala ko walang problema tapos nagngingitngit ka na pala sa galit sa akin..&lt;br /&gt;ganun kasi ang nangyayari sa akin ngayon..&lt;br /&gt;basta nandun sa isang entry ko sa blog ng frendster ung kwento tungkol sa **********&lt;br /&gt;di pa nga yata nya alam na alam ko na eh..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;nagpapasalamat pa rin ako kasi may mga atong nandyan for me.. nanday not in the sense na they will sacrifice their life for me.. the simple fact na tinatanggap nyo ako for who i am.. okei na un..&lt;br /&gt;mejo serious tong entry na ito kasi ginaganahan akong mag type..&lt;br /&gt;hintayin nyo nga pala ung susunod kong tula..&lt;br /&gt;asteeg..&lt;br /&gt;uhm..&lt;br /&gt;mag-comment kayo para masaya..&lt;br /&gt;magsulat din kato sa chatterbox para hapi..&lt;br /&gt;minsan naiisip ko, pano kaya kung makipagpalit ako ng buhay.. una ko kaagad naiisip na buhay na gusto ko ay yung buhay ng kung sinoman crush ni toot..&lt;br /&gt;w8.. from now on.. c toot ay si palaka na..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;may bago na akong pangalan para sa kanya!&lt;br /&gt;tuloy ang kwento..&lt;br /&gt;hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin ako sigurado kung sino ang crush ni palaka kais ang sabi ng isang polar/werepolar bear, mali daw ung hinala ko.. binigay nya sa akin ung former skul pero, mahirap pa ring hulaan..&lt;br /&gt;at.. may chismis ako..&lt;br /&gt;may mga nakakita raw sa crush ko na kinukuhanan ng picture ung crush nya.. tapos.. hinahabol pa daw nya.. sinusundan kung saan pupunta.. ganon daw "mang-stalk" ung si palaka..&lt;br /&gt;di naman siguro magsisnungaling ung mga frends ko di ba..&lt;br /&gt;sana..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;mejo napapagod na ako magtype..&lt;br /&gt;sa ssusunod na lang ulit..&lt;br /&gt;bwahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;punta kayo sa blogspot ko.. either &lt;a href="http://www.kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.sobranaangtoot.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.sobranaangtoot.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.. try ko din yan lagyan ng chatter box para masaya..&lt;br /&gt;weeeee..&lt;br /&gt;cuteness.. (",)&lt;br /&gt;baboosh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113101207306429339?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113101207306429339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113101207306429339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113101207306429339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113101207306429339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/nyek.html' title='nyek!'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113095528584939954</id><published>2005-11-02T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T10:14:45.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sumagi lang sa isip ko..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/400/fly.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sample..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulaklak sa Panaginip&lt;br /&gt;Minsan pa'y nasilayan ko ang bulaklak sa aking panaginip&lt;br /&gt;Inalis ng tuluyan aking lumbay at pagka-inip&lt;br /&gt;Oras man ang lumipas ay nais pa ring masdan&lt;br /&gt;Magpapaalala ng isang taong buong puso kong inalayan&lt;br /&gt;Isang bulaklak na bukod tangi sa lahat&lt;br /&gt;Ginising ang aking puso, damdamin ko'y minulat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unos man ang dumating ay hindi matitinag&lt;br /&gt;Espesyal na kagansahan ay patuloy na mababanaag&lt;br /&gt;Lumuliwanag ang bukas, maluwalhating namumukadkad&lt;br /&gt;Ginugunita bawat ligaya na kanyang ibinungad&lt;br /&gt;Alay sa kanya ay walang humpay na pang-unawa&lt;br /&gt;Limutin ito ni minsan ay hindi ko magawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano ba ang nararapat upang bulaklak sa panaginip ay mapasaakin?&lt;br /&gt;Ninais kong ito'y habambuhay na alagaan at angkinin&lt;br /&gt;Ginawa na ang lahat ng kaya kong gawin ngunit pagmamahal koy di man lamang magawang sabihin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang serious nung poem no?&lt;br /&gt;tapos ang kulit nung picture?&lt;br /&gt;para balanced..&lt;br /&gt;ginawa ko yang tulang yan, last year pa..&lt;br /&gt;kung kilala nyo ung crush ko last year.. maastigan kayo sa poem na yan..&lt;br /&gt;d ko na xa crush ngayon..&lt;br /&gt;shush! tahimik lang kayo kung alam nyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113095528584939954?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113095528584939954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113095528584939954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113095528584939954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113095528584939954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/sumagi-lang-sa-isip-ko.html' title='sumagi lang sa isip ko..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113095406813023178</id><published>2005-11-02T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T23:56:42.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kung bakit ganito ang mundo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/bf.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ewan..&lt;br /&gt;wala akong maisip na tiltle kaya iyan ang binigay ko..&lt;br /&gt;ano nga bang nangyari today..&lt;br /&gt;so,nov.2 na.. yung ibag mga tao may pasok na samantalang ung mga tiga-pisay wala pa..&lt;br /&gt;naiwan akong mag-isa sa bahay ng tita ko..&lt;br /&gt;wala akong maxadong nagawa kundi ang mag-chat..&lt;br /&gt;ng mag-chat..&lt;br /&gt;ng mag-chat..&lt;br /&gt;away from the research that i used to do an hour earlier..&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang kahit napakaaga ay nag-OL agad si dondon! hahaha! ^_^ at least meronna akong kukulitin..&lt;br /&gt;segway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey: sa lahat ng mga tao dyan..&lt;br /&gt;honey: sori kung nagawan ko man kayo ng kasalanan..&lt;br /&gt;honey: hindi ko po sinasadyang makapanakit ng kung sino man..&lt;br /&gt;honey: sana po intindihin nyo na lang ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of segway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aion.. giulty pa rin ang feeling ko.. ewan, di ko rin alam kung bakit.. sana malaman ko na..&lt;br /&gt;yan ang picture ng taong namimiss ko na..&lt;br /&gt;if u'l notice, xa ung binabanggit ko sa una kong entries dito..&lt;br /&gt;sana mapatawad na nya ako..&lt;br /&gt;sana maging best friends kami ulit..&lt;br /&gt;sana nga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day:mojofly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakaadik sila eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113095406813023178?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113095406813023178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113095406813023178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113095406813023178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113095406813023178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/kung-bakit-ganito-ang-mundo.html' title='kung bakit ganito ang mundo..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113088702374267652</id><published>2005-11-01T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T16:36:03.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahuhuhuhu..</title><content type='html'>"I Hate Myself For Losing You"&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today&lt;br /&gt;Woke up wide awake&lt;br /&gt;In an empty bed&lt;br /&gt;Staring at an empty room&lt;br /&gt;I have myself to blame&lt;br /&gt;For the state I'm in today&lt;br /&gt;And now dying&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't seem so cruel&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know anyway&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for losing you&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing it all so clear&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for losing you&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And staring at you is why he's not here?&lt;br /&gt;You got what you deserved&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're happy now&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everytime I think of her with you&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Inside, and&lt;br /&gt;Now I dread each day&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I can't be saved&lt;br /&gt;From the loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Of living without you&lt;br /&gt;And, ohI don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Not sure that I'll pull through&lt;br /&gt;I wish you knew&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for losing you&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing it all so clear&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for losing you&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And staring at you is why he's not here?&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for losing you&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Not sure that I'll pull throughI wish you knew&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know anyway&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;No, no&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for losing you(I'm seeing it all so clear)&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing it all so clear&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for losing you&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And staring at you is why he's not here?&lt;br /&gt;What do you say when everything's said?&lt;br /&gt;Is the reason why he left you in the end?&lt;br /&gt;How do you cry when every tear you shed&lt;br /&gt;Won't ever bring him back again?&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113088702374267652?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113088702374267652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113088702374267652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113088702374267652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113088702374267652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/ahuhuhuhu.html' title='ahuhuhuhu..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113083871809921952</id><published>2005-11-01T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T01:51:58.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my feelings..</title><content type='html'>happy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113083871809921952?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/feeds/113083871809921952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18443553&amp;postID=113083871809921952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113083871809921952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18443553/posts/default/113083871809921952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-feelings.html' title='my feelings..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18443553.post-113065870701566841</id><published>2005-10-30T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T00:51:47.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yup!</title><content type='html'>hello..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito ang una kong seryosong blog sa account na ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm, masaya ako kasi nag-plan ung dad ko na bumili ng bagong pc namin.. well, kaylangan naman talaga pero hindi ko lang alam kung kelan un matutupad kc naman ung dad ko, mejo hindi 2mutupad lagi sa mga promises nya..&lt;br /&gt;nandito ako ngayon sa bahay ng tita ko.. nagbabkasyon for the long weekend.. sa probinsya.. actually probinsya na din yung totoong bahay namin, sa marilao,bulacan.. tapos ung bahay ng tita ko sa meycauayan bulacan, kaya magkalapit lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naka-chat ko ung crush ko kahapon.. astig kasi mejo mahaba-haba ung conversation namin.. kainis nga lang ung kaptid ko kasi tinutukso nya ako.. ang masama dun ay tinutukso nya ako sa isang pangit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my word of the day: nyek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18443553-113065870701566841?l=kulangpaangtoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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