<?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-18217113</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:13:48.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fly!</title><subtitle type='html'>the more you try to catch it, the more it eludes you..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-8584477198949678290</id><published>2007-10-25T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T08:14:21.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ewan ko kung bakit pero ang saya. wee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so natuloy pa rin ang birthday celebration ni kamille last night [happy birthday ulit!]. nagpanic pa ako kasi sabi niya last week november na kaya di ko pa napagawa yung gift ko sa kanya. nagpanic pa ako kahapon magpagawa ng gift ko. ang taray pa nung guy sa kameraworld megamall. kill him. at ang hirap isama ni biboy sa mall ah. may bribe pa. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;naniniwala na ako na 92% of what we worry about never happen and the remaining 8% is usually manageable. super parang ayaw ko na kasi sumama kahapon. pano naman, si lao hindi na sumama. pati si roemel. 5 lang kami: kamille, ako, yayi, ralph, ph. ayun, grabe feeling ko op-ness ang magiging drama ko. well, buti na lang hindi. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang haba nung story bago nila ako nasundo pero wag na yun. sa kanila kayo magpa-kwento.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang late na namin dumating sa zirkoh greenhills. whoo.. sa side ng stage tuloy kami nakaupo. malapit na ako ma-stiff neck kaya nung latter part, nakipagpalit na ako ng seat kay ph. wahaha.. close? hehe.. nahiya nga ako sa kanya eh.. ang stupid ko kasi, nung kumakain ako ng chicken lollipop nabitawan ko, siya pa pumulot. kahiya naman.. haha.. pero ok lang. grabe yung mga yun, ang daming food. ang daming drinks.. haha.. enjoy naman. kulit talaga pag yung mga bading. super fun! hehe.. si yayi ang kulit! hehe.. ang saya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mga 2:30 na kami umalis dun. tapos may mga taxi naman sa labas kaya di kami nahirapan. ito pala nakakaloka. may 2 batang nagtitinda ng sampaguita sa labas. well, actually camia pala yun. tinanong nila kam kung anong flower yunat pina-spell pa. kaloka, nauuna daw ang 'a' sa 'i' sa camia. kinorek [what a spelling!] ko na, hindi daw. tama daw sila. ok fine! haha.. section ko kaya yun nung grade six.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dapat punta pa kaming starbucks pero closed na yung sa shaw eh. asa naman kasi kaming 24 hours yun. hehe.. eh yun lang malapit kaya umuwi lang kami. ang bait nung manong taxi driver. ewan ko, ang bait eh. haha.. nagstop kami sa tapat nung starbucks tapos nag-isip ng next na pupuntahan. nag-moral support naman siya. haha.. parang tumahimik kaming lahat, pati si manong at sabay-sabay kaming huminga.. haha.. sa 7-11 na lang kami pumunta. yung malapit dito sa house. bumili na lang kaming food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tapos pag dating dito sa bahay, wala. haha.. nood tv. naligo si ralph. tapos nag-ayos silang gamit. si ph naglabas ng camera kaya medyo nagpicture-picture kami. tapos sabi ko word factory kami. ayun. nag-word factory kami. nakakaloka yung mga yun, career mode talaga. muntik na ako mag-nose bleed. haha.. si yayi pala hindi kasali. kumakain lang siyang ice cream. tapos after some time napagod na siya manood sa amin at natulog na lang. hehe.. naka-ilang round din kami. hanggang 5. tapos maliligo na daw si kamille kaya nagstop na kami at naisip na nila matulog. haha.. 5:15 na nun kaya nagreready na rin si mariel for school. pinaakyat na lang kami ni mommy sa kwarto. buti nagising si yayi, muntik na siya buhatin nila ph. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so yun. umalis na si kam ng 6:00 at kaming apat ay natulog hanggang 8:00. whoo.. nagpagising pa si ralph. buti nagising ako sa alarm ko. tapos ginising ko na siya. haru, dun siya sa second floor nung double bed nila bibs kasi si ph sa baba. nahirapan akong abutin siya dun ah. tapos natulog ako ulit. haha.. kaya lang ginising na rin niya ako. pati si yayi at ph. at nagbreakfast na kami sabay-sabay. gising na si dad nun kaya sabi ko mag-good morning sila. hehe.. ayun. naligo si yayi tapos si ph tapos kumain na. tapos nagbihis si ralph tapos umalis na sila. whoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ewan ko kung bakit pero ang saya. hehe.. siguro dahil masaya lang talaga.. hehe.. may deeper eh.. pero i don't want to share to the world.. salamat sa kanya.. sa kanila.. i feel better.. at wait! yung math ko.. yey! may pag-asa pa.. go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;special mention: yayi at ph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;salamat.. hehe.. di naman tayo masyadong close pero ang saya eh.. salamat.. close na tayo.. hehe.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hai.. GOD IS SO GOOD talaga. i feel better na. everything's gonna be fine. come on, guys. pray with me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-8584477198949678290?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/8584477198949678290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/8584477198949678290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2007/10/ewan-ko-kung-bakit-pero-ang-saya.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-8298978769317758933</id><published>2007-10-16T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T06:53:10.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a forwarded text message from karen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;what's complicated and why does it hurt? it's when you don't know where you stand in a person's life; it's when you're hanging in dead air and knowing you can be thrown off anytime. it's when you're like more than friends but not really, and it's like you're lovers when it's really otherwise. darn it. sometimes you would want to wish to never have met the person at all but at the back of your mind, you're thankful u have.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sheesh. 'darn it' is right. waahh.. si neil naman, pinarinig sa akin yung 'king of wishful thinking'. what the.. hehe.. alam talaga ng friends ko kung pano ako madedepress. haha, joke lang! if you want to hear the song, nasa multiply ko. so.. super drama mode tuloy. slight lang naman. sembreak na noh. i deserve to be happy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-8298978769317758933?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/8298978769317758933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/8298978769317758933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2007/10/forwarded-text-message-from-karen-says.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-2110873922251255289</id><published>2007-10-15T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T06:48:32.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm alive again. hehe.. i was blog-hopping kanina when i remembered all my drama right now. kaya ito, feel ko na magpost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;one time pumunta ako sa powerbooks mag-isa. friday yata yun and wala akong gagawin after class. so solo flight, pumunta akong megamall. tapos yung binasa kong book, yung 'almost married'. alam niyo ba yun? madrama siya.. hehe.. di nga nakatulong sa depression ko pero ok lang. feel ko naman magdrama that time eh. yung first part na lang yung share ko. ang drama kasi, yung bidang girl, she has her period. tapos she was watching this video of, (i think, if i remeber it right) donita rose's wedding her friend recorded for her. and she was crying while watching it for the nth time. wala lang. sabi niya when her period comes, she always feels like watching that video again. she has a boyfriend naman pero frustrated yata siya kasi he never mentioned getting married. eh invited pa naman sila sa meet-the-parents effect party nung younger sister nung boyfriend niya. so lalo siyang na-depress. ay, june pala nun. na-getz niyo ba? basta ang reasons for all her drama was that it was june(time for weddings and all), she was 28 na and has no plans of getting married yet, she has her period.. yun. ganun na ba drama pag tumatanda na? hala.. single friends, pano na?! hehe.. ang gulo ko talaga magkwento ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;naalala ko tuloy yung sabi ni yani na sabi daw ni abbey.. 'okay lang naman kasi maging single.. pero kasi.. ilang taon na tayong single!!'.. yun yun eh. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so ito na ang real drama ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;similar dun sa girl dun sa book. i have my period pero no boyfriend. haha.. i mean, wala pero meron na ewan.. getz niyo? wala lang. i'm craving. sana kasama ko siya right now and all.. sana bumalik na sa normal lahat.. hai.. how i wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lapit na oct 26.. yung favorite kong date namin sa atc.. waahh.. nakakalungkot naman.. di na mauulit yun.. hai.. gulo-gulo ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;whoo.. papasok pa ako bukas para sa final presentation namin sa french. good luck naman. sana ma-pronounce ko nang tama yung lines ko. go! career mode.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tulog na ako.. gabi na.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;next time na lang siguro ang updates. drama muna for now.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-2110873922251255289?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/2110873922251255289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/2110873922251255289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-alive-again.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-5907040774558180403</id><published>2007-09-20T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:36:41.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'the stupid things we do for love' nga naman oh.. hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wait.. bago yun, i would just like to congratulate myself for passing my philo and kas midterms.. yey me! hehe.. di ko expected yun ah.. ang saya.. hehe.. kaso.. wala pa ring improvement sa math.. konting effort pa.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so ito na.. whoo.. nag-end yung class ko a little before 4:00.. nag-super toki na naman kami ni leahli pabalik ng kalay[parang taga-dun din ako noh? ;p].. mga ten years na naman yun.. hehe.. tapos before math kasi sa tapat ng fc kami sumakay kasama si carlo.. kaya nakita namin yung food stalls sa tapat ng yakal.. kaya pag balik namin, ayun.. dun kami naghanap ng kakainin.. nakasalubong pa nga namin ni leahli si 'manny pacquiao' at super kinilig naman siya.. hehe.. ayun.. bumili ako ng fries sa ny tapos si leahli pizza.. tapos sabi ni leahli wag na daw kami dun bumili ng shake kasi mahal.. so ayun.. from tapat ng yakal lumakad pa kami papuntang lutong bahay para bumili ng shake.. tapos yun.. umupo na kami sa stairs ng kalay.. nagstart na kami kumain pero hinihintay pa talaga dapat namin si yani.. poverty nga yun eh.. walang contribution.. hehe.. pero ok lang kasi host naman siya ng chocolate party namin nung monday.. hehe.. ang tagal namin.. super kwentuhan.. yun nga ba?! hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;alam ko namang sabi nung sub-conscious ko hinihintay ko siya eh.. para magkita naman kami.. kaso.. ayun.. ayaw ni destiny.. hehe.. pumunta pa nga kami ni yani sa sc pero wala.. di namin siya nakita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang late ko na tuloy umuwi.. 6 na.. ang dami na tuloy tao sa mrt.. di na tuloy ako nakaupo.. all because.. hai.. 2 hours din yun ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;at hindi lang yun.. nung nagload ako at na-feel ko na wala siyang load, niloadan ko na rin siya.. ano ba yan.. ano na nangyayari sa akin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tapos.. ayan.. ito ako ngayon.. naghihintay ng text niya.. whoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ano ba 'tong ginagawa ko? hai.. la lang.. ewan ko kung bakit kailangan ko pa magshare ng stupidity ko today.. wag gayahin ah.. antok na ako.. sana masaya naman bukas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-5907040774558180403?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/5907040774558180403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/5907040774558180403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2007/09/stupid-things-we-do-for-love-nga-naman.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-957097017033652466</id><published>2007-07-29T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T03:41:42.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;amazing.. tama ah.. hehe.. sinagutan ko 'tong mga 'to habang ka-chat groupmate ko sa math.. pahirap kasi yung math eh.. hehe.. anyways, try niyo basahin 'tong mga 'to.. nakakatuwa for me.. ewan ko sa inyo.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Brownie Cheesecake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcheesecakeareyouquiz/cheesecake-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little chunky and a little gooey, you pretty much run on sugar!&lt;br /&gt;You take hedonism to the extreme.. And people love you for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcheesecakeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cheesecake Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Light Pink Rose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorroseareyouquiz/light-pink-rose.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You represent sweetness and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your vibe: Kind and gentle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love with you: is like falling in love with a best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorroseareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Rose Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Don't Need a Man, but You Want One!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouneedamanquiz/want-man.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like having a guy in your life, and overall, you prefer not to be single.&lt;br /&gt;You won't go out with a guy out of desperation.. you rather be alone.&lt;br /&gt;However, when you're single, you do tend to obsess a little over dating.&lt;br /&gt;Because no matter how good your single life is, it's better with a great guy around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouneedamanquiz/"&gt;Do You Need a Man?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Good Friend Because You're Fun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmakesyouagoodfriendquiz/fun.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are energetic, amusing, and always up for a good time.&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and genuinely happy, you help people see the sunny side of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're always up for a party... no matter how big or small.&lt;br /&gt;You're usually the first one to celebrate a friend's success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who's interesting or fun is welcome in you circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the type of person to exclude or make fun of someone who's a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends need you most when: They're down or depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really can't be friends with: Anyone who's stuck up or chronically unhappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship quote: "It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmakesyouagoodfriendquiz/"&gt;What Makes You a Good Friend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kiss is Pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourkissquiz/pink.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is pure happiness... simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely get a little blissed out from kissing, even if you're a bit shy about it.&lt;br /&gt;You won't kiss just anyone. Your kisses are special!&lt;br /&gt;Young at heart, you still get very excited the first time you kiss someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissing Type: Generous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People See Your Kisses as: Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Kiss Best With: A Black Kisser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: An Orange Kisser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourkissquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Kiss?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;In 1990 (the year you were born)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathappenedtheyearyouwerebornquiz/baby.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George H.W. Bush is president of the US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation Desert Shield forces leave for Saudi Arabia to defend them following the invasion of Kuwait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congress passes Americans with Disabilities Act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelson Mandela is released from a South African prison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East and West Germany are reunified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first McDonald's opens in Moscow, Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Mario Brothers 3 is released on the Nintendo Entertainment System console, selling over 6 million copies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Shuttle Discovery places the Hubble Space Telescope into orbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windows 3.0 is released by Microsoft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cincinnati Reds win the World Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco 49ers win Superbowl XXIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edmonton Oilers win the Stanley Cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Alone is the top grossing film&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurassic Park by Michael Crichton is published&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vision of Love" by Mariah Carey spends the most time at the top of the US charts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Farley and Adam Sandler join Saturday Night Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathappenedtheyearyouwerebornquiz/"&gt;What Happened the Year You Were Born?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You'll Find Love Where You Least Expect It&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/wherewillyoufindyourdreamguyquiz/least-expect.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type most likely to find love... surprised?&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't be! You're a fun, independent woman who is always out and about.&lt;br /&gt;And you're smart to sometimes leave your girlfriends behind and go it alone.&lt;br /&gt;Men love to approach you when you're out by yourself - including Mr. Perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wherewillyoufindyourdreamguyquiz/"&gt;Where Will You Find Your Dream Guy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Blue Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorgirlareyouquiz/power-blue.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships and feelings are the most important things to you.&lt;br /&gt;You are empathetic and accepting - and good at avoiding conflict.&lt;br /&gt;If someone close to you is in pain, it makes you hurt as well.&lt;br /&gt;You try to heal the ones you love with your kind and open heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Rule Venus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/venus.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus is a mysterious, stormy planet - shrouded in a thick layer of clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect to rule Venus, because you are quite emotional and volatile yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Your emotions change as rapidly as the weather on Venus, and both you and the planet are incomprehensible to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are not a logical thinker, you are quite empathetic.&lt;br /&gt;You can care for and understand others, but your emotions swirl too quickly to truly understand yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/"&gt;What Planet Should You Rule?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Favorite Color Purple Says About You:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourfavoritecolorsayaboutyouquiz/purple.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intuitive --- Seeking --- Creative&lt;br /&gt;Kind --- Self-Sacrificing --- Growth Oriented&lt;br /&gt;Strong --- Very Wise --- Rare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourfavoritecolorsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Favorite Color Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Depression Level: 56%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoudepressedquiz/depressed-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to have mild depression.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people fall into your range, and it's quite possible you don't need treatment.&lt;br /&gt;If you've been feeling this way for a while, you may want to seek help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoudepressedquiz/"&gt;Are You Depressed?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-957097017033652466?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/957097017033652466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/957097017033652466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-are-brownie-cheesecake-little.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-5585332113038249542</id><published>2007-07-14T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T03:10:28.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i really believe in karma now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hehe.. sobra.. dati dalawa na yung mga nangyari sa'kin na sobrang nagpa-feel sa akin na totoo ang karma.. tapos kanina nadagdagan pa.. yung drama ko pala last week, karma siguro yun.. last year pala yung isa kong friend nakakafeel ng ganun sa group namin pero di ko rin napansin.. kaya bumabalik na siguro sa akin.. hehe.. ang sad pero at least, matatakot na siguro ako gumawa ng bad ngayon.. hehe.. parang yung wallet kong nawala nung thursday.. alam kong kung good person ang nakakuha nun, babalik yun sa'kin.. at kung hindi, kakarmahin siya.. hai.. good luck naman.. sabi dun sa lost and found sa as, wala daw nag-surrender ng nawawalang wallet.. nakita niyo ba? ibalik niyo na please.. grabe first time ko mawalan ng wallet.. buti walang pics dun.. mga 1x1" ko lang.. hehe.. kaya lang andun credit card ko, gentxt at laking national.. waahh.. di na daw ako ikukuha ng credit card.. tsaka yung pooh na cards na galing sa boxes ng cereals andun din.. waahh.. sayang.. ok lang yung money eh.. buti na lang.. 100 lang naman yun.. kaya lang sayang rin.. pambili ko na dapat yun ng mrt card eh.. hehe.. buti hiniwalay ko na yung money ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm practicing how to be independent na pala.. last, last wednesday yung math17 first test ko.. bad start, lumakad lang ako papuntang math.. malay ko bang walang jeep eh nun lang ako pumunta sa up ng wednesday.. hehe.. super aga pa nun.. 7-9 ba naman yung test.. oh well.. alam ko namang babagsak ako[at bagsak nga].. pero di yun ang kwento.. hehe.. after nung test ko pumunta ako sa gym para bumili ng tickets namin ni miguel para sa pep rally.. tapos pumunta akong glorietta.. binili ko yung gift namin ng mga kapatid ko kay mommy.. ang tagal ko pa pumili kasi wala nang size karamihan nung cute designs.. ayun.. tapos naglunch ako mag-isa.. at bumalik sa up mag-isa.. tapos dun ko na sila mineet before pep rally.. ang saya-saya, dumating si sheena at chrissy.. ang galing, kinongratulate[ang panget ng spelling, ganyan ba?] ako ni tim kasi daw marunong na ako mag-isa.. hehe.. well, that's a start.. kaya ko 'to.. hehe.. mag-isa na nga ako umuuwi eh.. buhay pa naman ako.. pero busy lang kasi last week.. siguro this week kasabay ko na ulit si neil at jose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;di pa siya nagtetext.. buhay pa naman ako.. kaninang lunchtime pa rin yung huli kong text sa kanya kasi tipid mode.. hehe.. ok naman pala eh.. sana lagi akong busy.. para kung may ginagawa ako, hindi ko napapansin na di siya nagpaparamdam.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i miss lao.. and kamille.. and kier.. and diana.. and sally.. and arvi.. and sot.. and super friend karen.. and janine weakling.. and the bearz.. and newton people.. and all my friends in masci.. la lang.. naalala ko lang.. yung mga nsa upd, lagi ko pa naman nakikita eh.. hehe.. sana nagpaparamdam sila.. lalo na yung batang maitim na kulot ang buhok na mukhang ita na pinangalanang laurence.. hehe.. joke lang.. miss lang kita.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayun.. buhay pa ako.. whoo.. hehe.. sana lang di ako na-immune nung high school pag bumabagsak ako sa math.. ayan tuloy.. ngayon di rin ako affected masyado.. pano na lang yung scholarship ko.. haru.. papatayin ako ng mommy ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;paramdam kayo people!! tag!! hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-5585332113038249542?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/5585332113038249542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/5585332113038249542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-really-believe-in-karma-now.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-8209846055505469414</id><published>2007-07-04T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T06:52:51.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i was supposed to post this yesterday when we ran out of internet load..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well.. here goes.. drama of the week.. [sally, naalala kita rito.. feel ko kasi solohin 'tong mga drama ko eh.. feeling ko talaga wala akong masabihan.. naiintindihan na kita ngayon.. ='( ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. friendship factor.. op-ness ang drama ko.. parang, ok, kayo naman nagkakaintindihan eh.. so parang sige kayo na lang.. kayo na lang magsama lagi.. op lang naman ako pag kasama ko kayo.. tsaka may kasama pa kayong isa pero di kami masyadong close.. sino naman kaya yung dalawang taong 'to? kalay people sila.. at malamang obvious na.. ayoko nga malaman nila 'to eh.. kasi parang ang selfish ko.. pero sa totoo lang, ang tagal ko nang nafifeel na op ako pag kasama silang dalawa.. wala nang sinabi kundi tungkol sa kalay.. feeling ko tuloy minsan intentional para ma-op ako.. pero hindi naman siguro.. pero ganun yung feeling.. parang ang inconsiderate.. sila na nga madalas magkasama, pag kasama ako yun pa rin usapan.. hai.. iiwasan ko sila ngayon.. pero ayokong malaman nila na may something.. nakahihiya naman sa kanila.. ako na nga lagi yung singit eh.. basta.. hahayaan ko na muna sila.. baka sakaling mamiss nila ako.. pero asa pa.. wala naman ako sa kalay eh.. pano naman nila ako mamimiss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 'yang unang drama ay medyo connected sa dramang 'to.. isa pang taga-kalay.. tanggap ko na nga eh.. kaya lang hindi ko expected na ganun pero sa totoo lang, ok na.. marami lang siguro talagang ginagawa this week kaya ganun.. hindi ko lang talaga siya maintindihan minsan.. or siguro maarte lang nga ako.. hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 'yung math 17 ko.. mamamatay na ako.. may test pa ako bukas sa lagay na 'to ah.. pero inuuna ko pa 'to.. ang sad.. kailangan ko pa naman magsuper effort sa lahat ng subjects ko, lalo na 'to kasi may scholarship ako.. waahh.. paano na 'to.. paano ako magcoconcentrate eh ang dami kong iniisip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. sasabog na talaga ako kasi feeling ko wala akong masabihan.. feeling ko walang makaiintindi sa akin.. at parang ang daming dapat gawin kaya next time na ako magdadrama talaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'yung #1 yung super problem ko ngayon.. medyo ok na kasi 'yung #2 tapos 'yung #3 hindi ko alam.. basta major 'yung #1.. naiinis ako sa kanila pero bad yata na mainis.. kaya hindi dapat.. napaniginipan ko pa pala sila nung isang gabi.. pero ayoko na ikwento dito.. sige.. next time na lang.. try ko po muna mag-aral.. pagdasal niyo ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the end.. masaklap kapalaran ng math 17 test ko.. kaya ipagdasal niyo talaga ako ha? ang gulo ng buhay ko right now.. salamat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-8209846055505469414?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/8209846055505469414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/8209846055505469414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-was-supposed-to-post-this-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-876132003094258148</id><published>2007-06-05T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T20:59:51.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wee.. i think i'm going back to blogging.. aren't you glad about that? haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i felt like going back to school again.. or was it just because my brother was doing the stuff he needed for school and i wasn't? haha.. i even helped him cover his notebooks with plastic and colored paper.. haha.. good ate.. it felt slightly different though, because he had different teachers.. not the same ones i had[duh].. so there.. and my sister's classes start today.. home alone.. ='( [well not really, our yaya came today but it felt weird not having my siblings around anymore..]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in just a few days.. my vacation would be over too.. whoo.. i'm not yet ready!! haha.. i guess it's just because i'm not exactly someone who's very open to change.. i mean.. there are a lot of things that i don't want to change.. like the people i'll be with, for example.. but that isn't possible.. haayy.. i'll be meeting new people.. new people to deal with and understand and all.. whoo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's one thing that has been bothering me lately.. and there are still other things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bad.. it's like i'm preventing them from being friends.. i don't know why but i really don't want them to be friends.. i feel that she's going to pull him away from me.. haha... paranoid.. but isn't when you have a super close friend, you wouldn't want him to be friends with someone you don't like..? it's not that i don't like her.. i don't know.. there's something.. i really don't know!! hehe.. bottom line is.. i don't want her to be your friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sad.. just a bit.. hehe.. i'm confused.. again.. why? i don't know.. am i really that bad? i can feel that things will never be the same again.. it's been so long already.. or at least that's how i feel.. it may just be because it's summer and i don't have anything to do so i feel that way.. that a lot of time has passed already.. haayy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Underneath this smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My world is slowly caving in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All the whileI'm hanging on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cause that is all I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Could you be the one to save me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;from every bad habit that has helped me dig this hole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been hiding out for miles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Underneath this smile*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing.. i have to go home early everyday.. because somebody has to be here when my sister arrives from school.. how tragic.. i may not have time to see him before i go home.. whoo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya ko 'to!! aja!! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-876132003094258148?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/876132003094258148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/876132003094258148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/wee.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-116936559558931412</id><published>2007-01-20T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:54:31.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wee.. i'm back.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sorry di ako nakabati nung christmas at new year ha.. ito na.. merry christmas!! happy new year!! ang corny ko.. hehe.. anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i don't know what i'm feeling right now.. parang normal lang pero sad na ewan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;alam naman siguro ng ibang people dyan kung bakit malungkot ang buhay ko right now.. at medyo nagdodominate na nga yung feeling na yun.. hindi ko na kasi alam gagawin eh.. feeling ko naman.. kaya lang ako nagkakaganito.. dahil dun sa sinabi ni kamille.. na parang baliw na baliw daw ako sa taong yun.. hai.. ewan ko.. siguro nga.. pero hindi kinaya ng pride ko eh.. ewan.. ang sakit nung thought.. feeling ko tuloy unfair.. na siya, hindi naman ganun.. ito na naman.. feeling ko na naman i don't deserve what i'm getting.. ang bad.. pero ganun talaga ang dating sa akin.. di ba? hai.. ang feeling ko talaga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;at isa pa.. grabe na ang selos factor ko.. naiinis ako.. ang dami pa nila.. arr!! di naman ako selos kasi parang they have something for each other.. selos ako kasi feeling ko mas gusto niya pa silang kasama.. na mas close sila and all.. nakakaselos naman talaga yun di ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;exams na pala bukas.. at hindi na naman ako maka-concentrate.. arr.. ang drama ko kasi.. haha.. at yung prom pa.. na-excite na naman ako kasi bumili na kami ng tela.. at kasalukuyan na sigurong ginagawa yung gown ko.. hehe.. ano ba yan.. ang gulo ko.. happy na sad.. pero more on the sad side pa rin.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hai.. sana mag-magic na lang.. sana pag gising ko bukas okie na kami.. wish ko lang.. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-116936559558931412?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/116936559558931412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/116936559558931412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2007/01/wee.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-116161323921741675</id><published>2006-10-23T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T07:20:39.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ever noticed that i'm such a brat? hay.. i felt that today.. really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i was at moa today.. with kamille and ralph.. we were to go ice skating.. arrgghh.. i didn't like the idea.. as in.. i only agreed because i know that was what kamille wanted.. arrgghh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were there.. we paid and all.. we were wearing the skates.. arrgghh!! i didn't know how.. so i was, like, standing there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wala pang 5 minutes nadulas na ako&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yack..it was a laughing matter at first.. i was so cute.. haha.. but when it was the second time.. arrgghh!! i really hated it.. my pants got wet.. it was my favorite pair.. so irritating.. that's when i told them to go on without me.. that i don't want to skate anymore.. frustration + inis (ganun talaga, ano ba yun sa english? parang walang direct translation ;p) + irritation = ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they continued skating without me.. i waited for them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i realized something.. my 'brat-ness' got me a while ago.. if i only listened to what kamille and ralph were saying, i wouldn't have gotten so mad.. and they wouldn't get mad.. i would not have spoiled our day.. hay.. i have to improve on that.. so sorry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of drama.. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that.. we ate.. i was fine already.. slight.. hehe.. we had our picture taken at kameraworld pala.. ralph got them before we ate.. as usual.. i was so cute.. but the pictures were not so nice.. there must be something wrong with the camera or the photographer.. haha.. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teka.. mas cute 'to pag tagalog na.. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after kumain.. quantum effect.. hinanap pa namin sa directory.. tapos nung nakita namin.. d naman namin alam kung pano pumunta dun.. ang corny nga eh.. haha.. after ilang years naman.. narating din namin.. ang galing.. may house of the dead 4 na pala.. la lang.. naglaro kami.. tapos walang-kamatayang dance maniax pa rin sila.. hehe.. tapos nung pagod na sila.. sabi ni kamille punta daw kami sa dagat.. haha.. so lumabas kami.. ang dirty kaya.. ang init pa.. dami pang jugjugan.. hehe.. tapos nagyaya si ralph kumain ng fish balls.. nakakaloka.. ang daming bumibili.. at nawiwindang na rin yata si manong sa dami ng bumibili.. ang takaw ni ralph.. haha.. tapos nun.. medyo ikot-ikot ulit.. lakad-lakad lang.. tapos nakakita kami ng cotton candy.. haha.. kain ulit.. nung una ayaw pa ni kamille.. pero nainggit siya sa amin ni ralph.. kaya bumili na rin.. haha.. nagpapicture pa kami dun sa ate na nagtitinda.. tapos umupo muna kami sa foodcourt.. pabilisan pa kami kumain.. ang laki kasi ng cotton candy.. haha.. ang galing.. nauna ako kay kamille.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh medyo late na nun.. nag-cr muna kami para magwash na hands.. tapos si ralph ang takaw talaga.. ano nga ba yung binili niya.. chicharong bulaklak.. haha.. yun.. tapos binili namin yung parang pail na halloween effect.. yung kagaya nung pumpkin pero purple.. haha.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun.. tapos uwi na.. kapagod.. pero happy naman.. aasarin na ako nung dalawang yun for the rest of my life.. haha.. well.. cute naman nung pictures namin eh.. parang turista lang kami.. as if first time namin makarating sa mall of asia.. kamille kasi eh, tuwing may chance, picture.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sige.. good night.. sleep na ang cute.. mwah!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wait.. pahabol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i read something from someone's blog.. message to her.. &lt;em&gt;i thought you were my friend.. are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-116161323921741675?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/116161323921741675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/116161323921741675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/10/ever-noticed-that-im-such-brat-hay.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115978279464167521</id><published>2006-10-02T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T02:53:14.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tagal ding walang kuryente ah.. hehe.. di na tuloy ako naka-update..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anyway.. gusto ko lang naman magdrama kaya nandito ako ngayon at nagtatype..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nung apat na araw na yun.. wala lang.. understandable naman kung bakit di na kami nakapag-usap and all.. hirap nga naman magtext.. la pang battery at hindi makacharge dahil wala ngang kuryente.. so sige.. okie lang yun.. kaya lang kahapon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okie naman eh.. nakapag-usap na kami bago matulog.. ang tagal nga bago ako nakatulog kasi happy na ako.. ayun.. namiss ko siya.. kaya lang.. ewan ko.. kanina ko lang nalaman kung ano pala ginawa niya kahapon.. tapos.. ewan.. nakakasad eh.. nung saturday kasi sabi ko labas kami.. nood sine.. palabas pa kasi yung 'the devil wears prada' sa greenbelt 3.. eh dahil mahirap nga mag-communicate.. yun.. di na kami nakalabas.. so okie lang.. kaya lang.. kahapon.. may karir dapat siya.. kaya lang di sila natuloy.. nagpicture lang sila tapos movie.. ewan ko.. nalungkot naman ako dun.. wala lang.. di man lang siya nagtext na.. ewan.. sino ba naman kasi ako.. feeling ko naman.. di lang naman ako yung tao sa mundo..&lt;br /&gt;pero kasi.. ewan ko talaga.. tinanong niya pa kahapon kung namiss ko siya.. malamang sabi ko oo dahil yun naman talaga.. pero siya.. feeling ko wala lang sa kanya yun.. di naman nga siguro ako  kawalan.. di lang naman ako yung iisipin niya kaya kahit mawala siguro ako hindi niya mapapansin.. hay.. ang drama ko.. pero totoo naman kasi.. nalulungkot lang ako.. tama siguro si kamille.. di naman ako ganito noon.. sa taas ba naman ng pride ko.. hindi ako pumapayag na ganito.. na lagi na lang ako yung umiintindi.. na lagi na lang ako yung susunod.. hay.. maybe i'm just expecting too much.. kaya feeling ko tuloy i deserve more than what i'm getting.. arr.. hindi naman eh.. pero.. ewan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tapos kanina.. wala na naman sila.. karir.. eh di okie.. sige.. parang two hours lang kami magkasama.. tapos parang wala lang yung two hours na yun.. ewan ko.. ang aga ko pa umuwi.. siya naman kasi nagsabi.. wala.. i was hoping pa naman na sana kahit 6:00 na ako umuwi.. para kasama ko muna siya.. arr.. nakakainis.. kasi sa kanya parang wala lang eh.. okie lang.. baka nga naman happy naman siya na sila yung kasama.. karir people.. baka mas naiintindihan siya nung mga yun.. sige.. okie lang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;eh di sad nga ako kanina sa fx pauwi.. kung ano-anong drama tuloy naisip ko.. naisip ko tuloy.. ano kaya difference pag nawala siya? marami bang magbabago? marami nga.. kaya lang iniisip ko.. hindi ba ako mabubuhay pag nawala siya? wala naman siya noon eh.. pero nabuhay naman ako.. yeah.. i know.. ang bad ko for thinking of these stuff.. kaya lang kasi.. hindi ko talaga alam.. hindi ako happy eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;arr.. kasi naman eh.. wala naman akong makausap kasi maaga pa at nasa school pa yata yung mga tao.. dito tuloy ako nagdrama.. hay.. sana wag niya muna mabasa 'to.. ayoko na 'to pag-usapan.. hay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bye na ba?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115978279464167521?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115978279464167521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115978279464167521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagal-ding-walang-kuryente-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115927776976456247</id><published>2006-09-26T06:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T06:36:14.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nung sunday pa dapat 'tong post na 'to kaya lang di pala na-publish.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang sama niya.. haha.. bakit kaya ako nagrereact? ewan.. nung nag-share naman ako sa friends ko, hindi naman daw bad yung sinabi niya.. siguro nga.. maganda naman nga siguro yung intentions niya that's why he said that.. pero.. ewan.. haha.. nakakainis.. ang bad.. ano yun.. okie.. sige.. kung ako nga yun.. sige.. di na pala niya ako kilala.. haha.. ewan ko.. ganun na lang yun.. sige.. okie.. magkalimutan na nga tayo.. di na rin kita kilala.. hai.. akala ko pa naman kahit anong gawin ko, hindi ko made-deny na special ka pa rin sa'kin.. pero nung nabasa ko yun.. sus.. nagsisi ako.. bahala ka na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okie.. wag niyo na i-analyze yung previous statements ko.. chuva lang yan.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nung friday.. wait.. thursday muna pala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;birthday bash ni petut!! whoo!! at first time naman mag-birthday bash sa newton kaya excited lahat. haha.. memorable day for everybody. medyo kadiri nga lang. kasi, susubuan kami isa-isa ni petut ng popcorn tapos isang spoon ng melted ice cream. eh yack, squad four kaya ako. eh si neil, sinubo yung buong spoon! nawindang naman kami dun. tapos pti yung iba. ewan. ilang bibig na ang dinaanan nun. haha.. pero ayos lang. enjoy naman eh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tapos graduation picture-taking. ang landi ng newton.. hehe.. kahit yung iba na akala mo, quiet lang, aba, nag-ayos. hehe.. ang cute nga namin eh. buti na lang nun hapon na kami. dapat after cat eh. imagine that naman, we're so haggard na and all.. buti na lang di nasunod ang sked and our pictures were taken nung hapon na. we are so cute! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayun. after nung eco class namin, i was hungry na since di kami nakakain ng merienda dahil inubos namin ang oras namin sa cr to prepare for grad pic-taking. niyaya ko siya kumain sa mcdo at sympre, dahil makulit ako, pumayag siya. so happy.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nung friday..wala siya. may karir eh. okie lang yun. may lakad naman ang girl band eh: ako, yani, arvi, karen, petut. ang ganda nung movie: &lt;em&gt;john tucker must die&lt;/em&gt;. kakaiba, sobrang pang-girls talaga yung movie na yun. buti wala kaming kasamang guys. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kanina naman..punta kaming megamall. bili ng stuff.. hehe.. bumili na ako nung hair shine na kagaya nung kay chrissy. so nice.. ang ganda talaga nun. haha.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;happy pala ako for one thing: ayaw sumama ng bro ko sa ymca. haha.. buti na lang.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;ayan na muna for now.. tinatamad ako mag-update eh.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ito naman.. for today.. hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hai nako.. bakit ba ako nalulungkot? matagal ko nang sinara yung chapter na yun ng buhay ko.. eh bakit ganun.. arr.. ano ba 'tong mga sinasabi ko.. bad eh.. bakit ba hanggang ngayon.. arr.. hindi ko maintindihan.. bad.. bad.. bad.. waahh.. naiiyak naman ako.. ayoko mawala yung isa.. yung isa naman.. ewan ko.. okie naman ako ngayon eh.. pero pag naaalala ko.. arr.. memories.. nakakainis.. parang.. ewan.. noon kasi, feeling ko wala talaga.. na parang isang malaking joke lang yung sa aming dalawa.. eh tapos.. wala.. akalain mong naaalala niya pa yung mga yun.. haha.. cute.. pero.. hai.. ewan ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bakit minsan kailangan mamili.. kahit mahirap.. kahit masakit.. pero yung pipiliin mo.. siguraduhin mo.. kasi yung iniwan mo na.. di mo na pwedeng balikan.. hai..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115927776976456247?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115927776976456247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115927776976456247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/09/nung-sunday-pa-dapat-tong-post-na-to_26.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115858494318902832</id><published>2006-09-18T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T06:09:03.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ewan ko. ito na naman ako.. drama na naman.. tapos na yung isa.. yung isa naman ngayon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;akala ko pa naman tapos na ang drama days.. akala ko okie na eh.. well.. mali na naman ako.. at as usual.. fault ko na naman.. ako naman lagi yung bad eh.. hindi sarcastic yan eh.. seryoso.. kasi.. ewan ko.. hindi ko talaga alam eh.. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;hindi ko naman alam kung ano sasabihin ko sa'yo kasi hindi ko talaga alam kung ano ang gusto mo marinig.. nung may sinabi ako kagabi, sabi mo naman narinig mo na yun.. pero after some time hindi naman pala ganun.. eh ano pa pala gusto mo marinig? feeling ko tuloy wala ka ng tiwala sa'kin.. ewan.. may dahilan ka rin naman siguro.. kaya lang sana hindi ganito.. prang lokohan eh.. ayoko na.. hindi ko na talaga alam kung ano sasabihin.. ewan ko.. sabi mo pa kanina 'bye..' ang sakit kaya nun.. sinabi ko na ba yun ever sa'yo? ayoko.. hindi ko gagawin yun.. kasi alam ko yung feeling eh.. pero ewan.. baka ako lang naman ang afected sa ganun..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha.. wag niyo na lang pansinin yan.. sadyang sabog lang ako ngayon.. wala nga yatang sense yung mga sinabi ko.. parang kung ano na lang yung ma-type.. hehe.. good luck to me.. i know the next few days are not going to be easy.. pero kung ganito lang.. ayoko na.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bye na talaga..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115858494318902832?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115858494318902832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115858494318902832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/09/ewan-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115833261280323071</id><published>2006-09-15T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T08:03:32.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wee! super taas ng energy ko today! whoo! hehe.. actually nung wednesday pa. ganito kasi yun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nasa ospital si cean kaya binisita siya ng newton nung wednesday. may dala pa kaming fruits na nabili lang namin on the way sa ospital. so ayun na. 20+ kami na pumunta at sa ward naka-confine si cean so malamang hindi kami makakapasok lahat at the same time. third batch yata kami na pumasok[ako, sally, miguel, karen, petut]. so after namin, two batches pa. habang naghihintay, nagyaya si sally bumili ng mais. so yun, go naman ako. akala ko naman dun lang sa tapat ng ospital. haru, lumakad pa kami dun sa may street na papunta na dun sa main road. pero okie lang. exercise.. hehe.. binili ko rin pala siya ng mais. ang arte nga nun eh, nung una ayaw niya pa.. hehe.. tapos si sally una pumili dun sa tatlong mais. eh di dalawa na lang. tapos siya na pinapili ko. wala daw lasa yung sa kanya. tapos nakikagat siya sa akin. buti pa daw yun may lasa. eh pareho naman yung may butter at salt. so ayun. isang bite na lang tapos siya na umubos. hehe.. tapos nung pauwi[after ten years, nakapasok na ng ospital lahat], dumaan muna kami sa mcdo para kumain. ayun, ang saya. feeling ko 'back to normal' na. sana nga. sana ganito na lang lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so ayun. kahapon, ang saya ko na rin. halos di kami nagkita the whole day. nung pauwi lang yata. pero ang galing, wala akong nafeel na drama. haha.. sa school lang naman kasi yung contest nila. medyo naasar lang ako nung pauwi na kami kasi ang bilis niya lumakad. sabi ko nga wag na lang niya ako hatid kung nagmamadali siya. so yun. bumagal naman siya. kaya lang pag dating namin sa tapat ng paco park, tinanong niya kung okie na ako dun. eh kasama ko naman brother ko kaya sabi ko okie na. yun. umalis na siya agad. pag uwi niya naman, after ilang texts, nakatulog na siya. sakit daw ulo niya eh. i understand. pagod na nga siguro. and nagtext naman siya nung nagising siya. okie na yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang saya ko pag gising ko. factor na siguro na text niya yung una kong nabasa. hehe.. pero nung nasa school na, di masyado. kasi naman.. ewan.. nagtataka lang kasi ako kung bakit yung ibang parlia people naman pakalat-kalat lang. pero siya wala. oh well.. di pa ako nasanay. ganun naman yun eh. gusto niya pag karir lang, karir lang. tapos nung lunch naman, deadma lang. nasa canteen naman din siya pero parang dinaanan niya lang ako. di man lang yata tumingin. ewan, medyo kainis. pero okie na rin. nagkausap naman kami bago kami umalis para sa party ni amity eh. dami pang bilin.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ito na.. birthday party ni amity! whoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kasama ako sa first batch ng pumunta kila amity. yung iba kasi may kung ano-ano pang karir eh. yun. nag-lrt kami tapos jeep tapos tricycle. medyo matagal pero enjoy naman. hehe.. ilang minutes after namin dumating, dumating na yung second batch. so ayun. kain na kami. ito yung mga kinain namin: [dami kasi eh] spaghetti, chicken, bbq, pizza, hotdog, cheese sticks, leche flan, cake, grapes, ang dami.. hehe.. tapos may balloons kami. enjoy nga eh. konti lang colors pero may red naman kaya happy na ako. yung iba blue, white, pink, green. ayun. ang ganda nung effect nung nagpalipad kami ng balloons. tapos parang hinahagis lang namin sa air. gets niyo ba? yung parang bounce-bounce lang.. basta.. hehe.. hindi namin hinahayaan na bumaba sa floor. ayun. ang ganda ng effect! tapos ang kulit. pag naglalabas yung mom ni amity ng camera, lahat talaga todo pose. hehe.. di halatang camera shy kami. ang saya talaga. tapos ayun.. kwentuhan, sharings, kain.. tapos pag may camera na naman, pose ulit! parang unahan pa kami lumapit sa camera. parang kami pa humahabol sa mom ni amity.. haha.. ang saya! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dapat 7:00 alis na kami. na-extend kasi nung 7:00 na, dun lang kami nagstart magsulatan ng balloons. ang cute ng messages. hehe.. miss ko na talaga bearz. 7:40 na yata kami nakaalis. ayun, lakad hanggang sakayan ng tricycle. nagulat nga ako kay edu eh! katakot yung parang mask effect niya na may dugo! waahh.. hehe.. kapagod yun. tapos tricycle hanggang sm bicutan. bonding pala kami ni danikko sa tricycle. medyo nahilo lang ako kasi dun kami sa likod. pero okie na rin. kwentuhan kami. namiss ko rin yun. hehe.. tapos jeep kami from sm. hanggang dun sa metro point. yun. nag-mrt na ako from there. yung iba naman, lrt. so ayun. nakauwi naman ako ng matiwasay[lalim nun ah.. haha..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayun. ang saya talaga. kaya lang.. nakatulog na yata siya. di na nagreply nung nagtext ako eh. pagod na rin siguro. hai.. tomorrow na siguro kami makakapag-usap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sige.. hanggang dito na muna.. may entrance exam pa pala ako bukas! hehe.. ateneo.. saturday afternoon.. high school, room 15.. sino pa ang may ganung sked? hehe.. sige.. tulog na ako.. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ito pala yung bearz kanina: amity, tim, arvi, edu, abychu, raine, rickey, nia, kat m, xtina, danikko, ml, azel, mark, jonas, leslie, karen, ako.. kami lang ba? sana wala akong nakalimutan.. sorry naman kung meron.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115833261280323071?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115833261280323071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115833261280323071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/09/wee-super-taas-ng-energy-ko-today-whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115789400370540330</id><published>2006-09-10T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T06:13:23.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayoko na ng ganito.. hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fault ko naman yun.. pero.. ewan.. arrgghhness talaga.. ang panget.. ayoko na tuloy makipag-usap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wala.. never mind.. nagdadrama lang ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115789400370540330?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115789400370540330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115789400370540330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/09/ayoko-na-ng-ganito.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115787895678710116</id><published>2006-09-10T01:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T06:32:31.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wee!! na-excite ako sa bago kong skin kaya update muna ang drama ko. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest drama ng buhay ko:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* umabot ang phone bill namin sa halagang 2000+ pesos. ang dahilan? yung pag tawag ko sa kanya sa cellphone ni kam nung nasa baguio sila. pero 1100 pesos lang naman yung call ko. plus evat, of course. so mga.. magkano nga yun? basta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* grounded ako for one week. ang corny noh? one week lang. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* wala akong baon[as in money] for three weeks. para yata mabayaran yung call ko. pero duh, ang dali naman nun bayaran. one week kaya na. three weeks?! hala.. paano na ako?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* sabay na kami uuwi ng brother ko everyday. so.. hai.. wala ng mcdo pag weekday.. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ewan ko, pero nakakainis kasi eh. siguro kasi ayaw kong pinag-uusapan ang pera. parang pag sa classroom, pag paulit-ulit kang sinisingil ng treasurer. [hindi 'to para patamaan si roemel ah, wala akong utang sa class funds ;p] ewan, basta naiinis ako. ang panget kasi eh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiyak pa ako kasi parang climax nung panget na week ko last thursday. di pa kami okie tapos dagdag pa yung drama dito sa house.. hai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun. so nung thursday sinabi yang bagong rules na yan. so by thursday, di na ako grounded. wee! birthday celebration ni amity, danikko at xtina next friday sa house nila amity. so parang reunion na rin yun ng bearz. whoo! na-eexcite ako. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina pala bigla kong naalala yung tle moments namin ng groupmates ko. syempre, ang simula nun, bibili muna kami ni weakling [aka, lampy, hehe, janine grande pala ;p] ng manila paper at basahan sa retail. tapos babalik sa room at magreready na. so far, ito na yung mga niluto namin:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pastillas de leche&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yan ang simula ng karir namin. pero la yata akong ginawa masyado nun kundi mag-cut ng cellophane. ang hirap nun ah. ang bitter ng colors eh.. blue at green.. hehe.. ang sarap ng pastillas. at 'to yata yung type ng product na madaling ibenta. gusto kasi ng lahat. yung kinita namin dito yung puhunan namin. P2.50 yata ang benta namin para sa isang pastillas. mahal ba yun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oatmeal cookies [na may nips]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dapat chocolate chips eh.. kaya lang mahal daw kaya nips na lang. ang sarap nito. colorful pa dahil sa nips. nakalimutan ko na kung magkano namin binenta eh.. basta masarap. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;donuts [na may chocolate frosting na may small marshmallows]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ito yata yung pinaka-successful naming niluto. ang sarap tapos mabenta. medyo mahal nga lang, 3 donuts for P20. ang galing ko maglagay ng frosting. yun. yun ang contribution ko dito. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crinkles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ayan, ito medyo nasunog sila. pero ako, mas gusto ko yung sunog. para medyo mapait. natagalan kami dito kasi kailangan pa i-freeze yung dough for 1 hour or more. kaya yun. kumain muna kami ng lunch tapos bumalik na lang kami sa tle room. dahil hindi rin natapos agad, iniwan na lang namin kay mam quintal para i-bake. nung binalikan namin, medyo nasunog yung iba. pero okie lang. nag-enjoy naman yung groupmates ko sa paglalagay ng confectioner's sugar eh. hehe.. 3 crinkles for P10 naman ang benta namin nito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;devil's food cake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ang bilis namin natapos dito. na-ready na kasi lahat ng ingredients sa bahay kasi kinarir ni sally. bumili pa siya ng champola para mukhang devil talaga. haha.. ang cute.. hindi kasi namin binake na buong cake. sa muffin pans namin binake kaya ang cute. tapos syempre ang karir ko.. maglagay ng frosting. ang galing ko talaga.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;empanada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ang daming laman nito: may giniling na may potato at carrots, tapos eggs, tapos cheese. masarap para sa amin pero ewan ko para sa iba.. hehe.. o kaya baka hindi sumarap kasi bitter yung mga gumagawa.. nakakainis kasi eh.. never mind.. tapos na yun. 0=) pero nahirapan kami magbenta kasi ang dami naming nagawa. kaya ayun. hapon na nagbebenta pa rin kami. buti na lang napilit ko siya na tulungan kami. tapos tumulong din si joselle. ayun. thank you sa first year people na bumili. hehe.. sige na nga.. dahil kay miguel daw yun..&lt;br /&gt;wala lang.. naisip ko lang i-share. dahil kasi sa mga moments na yan kaya kami nakakapagbond ng groupmates ko. minsan di na kami nakakakain ng lunch.. tapos one time na-miss namin yung isang test sa filipino dahil late kami.. at syempre.. dahil sa kwentuhan habang hinihintay yung binake namin.. hehe.. ang saya talaga.. laki pa ng kita namin.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drama continues.. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di pa rin okie eh. feeling ko iba na. parang ibang tao na yung kausap ko. iba na yung kasama ko. buti na lang nung friday okie naman nung lumabas kami. di nga lang kami nakapag-movie. kumain lang kami sa greenwich tapos ice monster tapos uwi na. ayun. happy naman eh.. di lang siguro ako sanay na ganito..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi niya kailangan lang daw niya ng time.. sige.. ang bad ko kasi eh.. pero di ko naman fault yun, di ba? hindi, kasalanan ko nga yun.. hai.. ewan.. sana maging okie na.. back to normal na sana.. hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115787895678710116?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115787895678710116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115787895678710116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/09/wee-na-excite-ako-sa-bago-kong-skin_10.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115746552276622152</id><published>2006-09-05T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T07:12:04.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang bad ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bakit ba ganito ang mundo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;feeling ko okie na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hindi pala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bakit pag happy ka na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ewan.. sinusubukan lang ba ako ni god?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kasi naman eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hindi ko talaga alam kung ano gagawin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;basta alam ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MIGUEL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love kita.. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115746552276622152?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115746552276622152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115746552276622152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/09/ang-bad-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115650845660643659</id><published>2006-08-25T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T05:20:56.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;teka pala.. may sipon na naman ako.. joined forces pa kasi sila ni yani sa pag-hawa sa akin.. ito na tuloy.. hai.. parang gripo.. pero okie lang.. cute pa rin ako.. 0=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115650845660643659?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115650845660643659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115650845660643659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/08/teka-pala.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115650819026638507</id><published>2006-08-25T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T05:18:10.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;happy day! hehe.. hindi happy day ngayon pero mas happy pa yata ang araw na 'to.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;parang ang saya ng week na 'to, especially this day. feeling ko talaga, everything's 'back to normal'. hehe.. ang tagal na yata since the last time na i felt this happy because of.. haha.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wait.. updates muna..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sabayan last week. karir mode naman ang newton nung wednesday at thursday. akalain niyong natapos namin yung piece sa sobrang panic. sobrang thank you talaga kay SALLYGA. hehe.. go! at least we did our best at hindi naman kami nagkalat di ba? 'good bye, dignity' nga lang.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yun.. tapos this week, haha, ang saya.. may pasalubong naman ako kaya okie na yun.. haha.. ang sarap ng ube. ako nga lang yata kumakain nun dito sa bahay eh. peanut brittle kasi yung gusto nila kaya ubos na yun ngayon. yung ube half pa nung jar. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tapos, ewan.. ang saya talaga. nung wednesday, nag-mcdo kami. tagal namin dun. hanggang past 7:00. ang daming ma-chuvang people. hehe.. ang bad nga niya eh, nag-jeep tuloy ako. kami pala.. pero bumaba na siya sa pedro gil at iniwan ako. pero ayos lang.. cute ako eh.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tapos kagabi, ganun ulit. late na naman kasi kami umalis ng school kaya ayun. jeep ulit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kanina.. sayang, di kami nakasama sa bearz. pero ayos lang kasi may next time pa naman. eh siya baka walang ng next time kasi puro karir na naman[haha, joke, walang bitterness ;p]. yun, kumain muna kami sa sbarro sa glorietta. tapos alanganin na yung sked sa g4 kaya sa greenbelt na lang. buti naman nasimulan pa naman dahil naubos na naman ang oras namin kaiikot dun. hehe.. ang ganda nung &lt;em&gt;my super ex-girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;.. swear! kakaiba yung story. at ang ganda nung hair nung isang character.. si.. ano ba yan, i forgot.. basta yung office mate ni matt na girl na nakatuluyan niya. hehe.. ang dami nga lang jugjugan.. nakakaloka.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayun.. nag-ice cream kami after nung movie. at buti naman nakauwi pa kami. as usual, binagyo kami. part of growing up na talaga yun. hehe.. hinatid niya ako dito sa bahay at medyo nabasa lang naman kami ng ulan. nakita nga siya ni dad eh. pero buti hindi naman nagalit. ang cute ko talaga.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;super important talaga ng time noh? minsan kulang pa ang 24 hours sa isang araw. minsan naman parang ang bagal ng oras. minsan wrong timing kaya hindi magawa yung mga dapat. minsan ang daming oras pero di mo naman alam kung ano yung uunahin. hai.. drama noh? pero ayos lang.. buti na lang nagbabayad ng utang.. hehe.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i love this day so much.. yung parang the whole day kasama ko siya.. yung walang istorbo[read: karir! joke! ;p] basta.. ang saya.. sang ganito na lang lagi.. pero siyempre di naman pwede yun.. okie na rin.. basta magbayad ng utang.. hehe.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115650819026638507?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115650819026638507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115650819026638507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-day-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115408957576036656</id><published>2006-07-28T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T05:26:17.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so here is what happened today: wala.. or at least, that's what i felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually, friday is career day for him. ang daming kailangan gawin, halos di na siya umaattend ng classes. pero most of the time, okie lang kasi may lakad naman kami after classes. pero lately.. ewan. second friday na 'to na wala kaming something. ang sad. absent na nga siya kahapon tapos wala rin siya the whole day kanina. tapos di man lang siya nagsabi na aalis siya ng school or something. di ko pa malalaman kung hindi ko tinanong. sana nagkita pa kami bago siya umalis kung hindi na rin naman kami magkikita bago umuwi. sa bagay.. sino naman kasi ako para magdemand di ba?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes nga i hate myself for feeling this way eh. alam niyo yun? ito na naman ako. ang panget kasi. ang nakakaasar pa [or nakakalungkot or whatever], siyempre i can't get mad or tampo or whatever kasi he's tired already. tapos dadagdag pa ako. ang inconsiderate naman kung ganun. siyempre kailangan ako yung umiintindi ng ganun. alam ko naman eh. pero ewan, parang hindi ko talaga maabsorb. naiintindihan niyo ba? yung para bang alam mo kung ano yung dapat mong gawin pero kahit anong pilit mo eh hindi mo magawa. ewan, ang gulo. nakakainis lang kasi yung feeling na parang lagi ko na lang siyang iniintindi. tapos siya parang wala lang. i know he's busy, pero ilang minutes ba ang kailangan para makapagsend ng isang text message para kamustahin ako o kaya sabihin kung ano na ginagawa niya? arr, nakakainis. i'm being demanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i decided na dapat mag-focus muna sa friendships. [although hindi ko rin nagawa]. nagpapicture kami kanina: me. arvi, yani, tim, jansot, j9, roemel. ang cute! hehe.. pero after nun umuwi na yung mga janine tapos humiwalay naman si tim at arvi. so nanood kaming tatlo ng &lt;em&gt;just my luck&lt;/em&gt;. ang ganda! nakakatuwa yung story. hindi siya yung usual girly-girl movie. basta. nood din kayo. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so may nangyari naman pala noh? hehe.. pero as of now, lungkot-lungkutan pa rin ako. di pa rin siya nagpaparamdam. nung huli siyang nagtext di pa daw tapos yung program [kung ano mang program yun]. and that was when i got home at around 7 pm. eh anong oras na? haayy.. naaalala pa kaya ako nun? ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115408957576036656?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115408957576036656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115408957576036656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-here-is-what-happened-today-wala.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115391727696005472</id><published>2006-07-26T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T05:34:36.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;at naisipan ko rin na mag-update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hindi ko alam kung lately ba ay masaya ako or what. parang last week, not so happy. ang bad ko yata last week. hehe.. pero okie na nung weekend. happy na ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ilang araw ding walang pasok. grabe, sinayang ko na naman ang oras. wala akong ginawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kasi naman eh.. may sakit siya. feeling ko tuloy wala rin akong energy [connection?! ;p] ayun. wala rin akong ginawa kundi humiga at magpahinga. feeling ko naman may sakit din ako. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haayy.. absent siya bukas. at ako'y aapihin na naman ng jugjugers. wawa naman ako. pero okie lang. makakabangon din kami! hehe.. at wish ko lang gumaling na siya. para happy na ulit. tulungan niyo ako sa pag-pray ko, ha? =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115391727696005472?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115391727696005472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115391727696005472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/at-naisipan-ko-rin-na-mag-update.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115296973264376932</id><published>2006-07-15T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T06:34:48.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;drama mode. [para sa kanya na bahagi ng aking nakaraan]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haayy.. bakit ba tuwing naaalala kita, nalulungkot ako? hindi ko maiwasan na masayangan sa mga nangyari. ikaw kasi eh, pinabayaan mo lang akong mawala. haayy.. buhay nga naman. ang gulo naman kasi. basta, ang alam ko, nagising na lang ako isang araw na tanggap na yung mga nangyari. oo, masakit. naghintay ako sa wala. mali, umasa pala yung term. akala ko okie tayo.. akala ko kailangan mo lang ng oras para maabsorb yung mga nangyayari.. hindi pala.. iba pala yung pinag-iisipan mo.. pero ayos na yun. masaya ako at naging bahagi ka ng aking buhay. friends pa rin. happy na ako. sana ikaw din. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, ang corny na. ito na yung happy mode. [dahil yellow na ang kulay ng mundo ko ;p]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumunta kami ng ateneo kahapon. adventure pero at least hindi naman ako muntik mamatay. nag-taxi na kami. ang mahal nga lang. [ang bad ko kasi eh] ayun, wala namang naging problem. dumaan pa kami dun sa chapel effect nila. ang cute nung stained glass, purple. hehe.. tapos nag-tricycle kami papunta sa station ng lrt 2. ang ganda ng colors! hehe.. tapos bumaba kami dun sa station na connected sa mrt. eh gateway mall na pala yun so naisip namin na dun na lang manood ng movie. eh late na yung sched dun so punta na lang kami ng megamall. grabe, lakad na naman kami from ortigas station to megamall. ang tagal bago kami nakabili ng tickets, ang chorva kasi nung girlaloo dun sa ticket booth eh. so ang tagal na siguro nung part nung movie na na-miss namin. pero okie lang. no choice. hehe.. after nung movie, dumaan kami sa national para bumili ng mga kailangan ko. ater nun, kumain kami ng fries sa nyfd sa foodcourt. goshness, naloka ako nung may nakita akong schoolmates ko dati. windang to the highest level talaga. nakita pa nila ako. at na-sense ko na pinag-uusapan na nila ako. kaloka talaga. after nun, bumili kami ng pasalubong para sa mga kapatid ko. ang bait ko talaga. hehe.. tapos medyo inikot pa namin yung megamall dahil hindi ko maisip kung nasaan yung supermarket. haha.. ang eng-eng. so yun. after 2 years, nakasakay na kami ng fx pauwi. tapos tricycle hanggang dito sa bahay. kaya lang di na siya pumasok, andito si dad eh. haha.. baka di na siya makauwi ng buhay. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun. happy mode talaga! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115296973264376932?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115296973264376932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115296973264376932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/drama-mode.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115279672553872161</id><published>2006-07-13T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T06:18:45.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Cookie Monster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/cookie-monster.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misunderstood as a primal monster, you're a true hedonist with a huge sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Hungry. Cookies are preferred, but you'll eat anything if cookies aren't around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Your slightly crazy eyes and usual way of speaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: In the moment. "Me want COOKIE!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have A Type B+ Personality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a pro at going with the flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to kick back and take in everything life has to offer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total joy to be around, people crave your stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're totally laid back, you can have bouts of hyperactivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get into a project you love, and you won't stop until it's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're passionate - just selective about your passions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveatypeapersonalityquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Type A Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Caramel Apple Jelly Bean&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorjellybeanareyouquiz/caramel-apple.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a gentle sophistication. An appreciation of fine things, without being snobby about it. You enjoy sweet tastes and silky textures.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorjellybeanareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Jelly Bean Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;People Envy Your Generosity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/generosity.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a giving soul, and you'd do almost anything for those you love. And they'd do anything for you!&lt;br /&gt;People may envy how giving you are, but more than anything, they envy those you open your heart to.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do People Envy About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 53% Aries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howariesareyouquiz/aries.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howariesareyouquiz/"&gt;How Aries Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Apple Red&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorredareyouquiz/apple.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're never one to take life too seriously, and because of it, you're a ton of fun.&lt;br /&gt;And although you have a great sense of humor, you are never superficial.&lt;br /&gt;Deep and caring, you do like to get to the core of people - to understand them well.&lt;br /&gt;However, any probing you do is light hearted and fun, sometimes causing people to misjudge you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorredareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Red Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Periwinkle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorblueareyouquiz/periwinkle.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very intuitive and sensitive. You often know other people better than they know themselves.&lt;br /&gt;You're also quite optimistic, and you think well of yourself and others. You know your dreams will come true.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorblueareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Blue Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Emerald Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/emerald-green.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep and mysterious, it often seems like no one truly gets you.&lt;br /&gt;Inside, you are very emotional and moody - though you don't let it show.&lt;br /&gt;People usually have a strong reaction to you... profound love or deep hate.&lt;br /&gt;But you can even get those who hate you to come around. There's something naturally harmonious about you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Green Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115279672553872161?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115279672553872161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115279672553872161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-cookie-monster-misunderstood.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115278859208018925</id><published>2006-07-13T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T04:03:12.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;whoo.. ang saya.. hehe.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bakit nga ba masaya ang araw na ito? hehe.. siguro kasi walang pasok. hindi kailangan gumising ng maaga. tapos birthday pa ni mommy. ang saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pumunta kami ng megamall kanina. ang traffic, ang dami pa ring tao na papunta ng mall. eh lunch time pa yun, so yun, super traffic. ten years bago nakapagpark si daddy. sa sushi-ya kami kumain. favorite ever talaga. gyudon ang order ko symepre. tapos sushi. sarap talaga pag jap! hehe.. tapos bumili kami ng cake. ewan, ang weird, roll yung binili ni mommy. eh siya naman may birthday so okie na yun. gusto ko nga ng ice cream eh. haha, umuulan na nga eh. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayun, the rest of the day, naglaro lang ako ng bookworm sa computer. ang galing ko na talaga, wala ng tatalo sa record ko. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bakit ba ang saya? nafifeel ko talaga. eh wala namang definite reason to be happy. tampo pa nga ako kanina pero okie lang. ganun talaga, somthing ovr.. lagi. haha, understand.. don't demand.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o ayan. wala na akong masabi. may pasok na bukas eh. pero sana walang classes. whoo. gusto ko manood ng &lt;em&gt;lovewrecked&lt;/em&gt;. wish ko lang talaga. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115278859208018925?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115278859208018925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115278859208018925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115242461167590462</id><published>2006-07-08T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T22:56:51.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;after 10 years, may post na rin ako. ang daming nangyari lately at dahil drama mode ako, mapopost na lang ako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nung thursday, wala kaming last two periods. so ang newton people, nag-decorate nung stage para dun sa nutrition month chorva the next day. ang saya, ang taas ng energy ng mga tao. ang dami namin dun sa tle room so ang saya talaga kahit nakakapagod. di talaga nawawala yung tarayan effect ng mga tao. ang sungit, tapos tatawa. haha, cute in fairness. minsan nga lang di ko na malaman kung serious ba talaga o hindi ang mga tao. nakakaloka din pala yung colors nung letters sa stage. wala lang, bawal maging "gulay girl" sabi nga ni joselle, bawal mag-bitter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tapos nung friday, yun, may program nga. may mass pala before yun. todo support talaga ang newton, lalo na sa award-winning performance ni elijah. launching ng career niya. wala kasi si kier eh, concert king. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nakakainis pala, nung lunch namin, dumating na si mam jacob. eh akala namin wala na siya so di na kami nagbasa ng student time. eh dumating nga siya, so nagtest kami. buti 5 minutes lang kami nag-physics. si sir kc, super late na nagdismiss ng faraday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;may sabayan nun yung franklin at moseley. inggit naman kami nila sally. na-miss na naman namin si mam d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so after all the careers and everything that day, nanood ng &lt;em&gt;superman&lt;/em&gt; ang bear people. dahil sa pamimilit ni rickey, ang dami namin: edu, ekel, tim, arvi, ako, miguel, danikko, abychu, ray, kat m, nia, sally, rickey, louis, karen, amity, raine. [sana wala akong nakalimutan ;p] ang saya. ang gulo namin. hehe.. inikot pa namin yung buong sinehan, parang field trip lang. ang kulit. pero ang saya talaga. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tapos kahapon, saturday, happy day ng lahat. hehe.. nanood kami ng &lt;em&gt;el fili&lt;/em&gt; sa san sebastian. 9:00 ang usapan pero syempre dahil pilipino ang bearz, late na naman. 10:30 na kami umalis sa jollibee. at habang nasa jeep kami, umulan. ang saya naman. medyo nabasa lang naman kami. so after nun, nung malapit na kami sa sm manila, nagyaya na si rickey na mag-taxi. go naman agad ako, si nia at si joselle. hinila ko na rin si miguel. so ayun. nabuo ang taxi people. yung mga naiwan naman, "taxi over friendship" daw kami. so nakarating naman kami dun ng buhay. at after 100 years, pinapasok na kami. ang gulo. as in. nawindang ang brain cells ko. pero nakaupo naman ng maayos ang bear people. ang tagal magstart ng play. picture-taking ever naman ang jugjugers. haha.. so anyway, ang daming putukan effect nung play. nagigising tuloy yung mga tao. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;matapos ang play, go ang bearz sa sm manila. kain effect kami sa food court. nakakaloka, nawindang siguro yung mga tao sa amin. ang dami kasi namin kaya inayos-ayos pa namin yung mga tables and all. so yun. enjoy naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;humiwalay kaming lima[arvi, ako, ray, miguel, karen] after eating. [hinatid muna pala ni arvi si tim sa banda effect nila.] nagpapa-picture kami. ang landi nila, seductive effect pa ang gusto sa picture. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yun, happy naman kaya lang di ko na-feel ang happy day. ang drama ko talaga. badness. tapos yung ngayon pa.. haayy.. ewan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115242461167590462?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115242461167590462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115242461167590462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-10-years-may-post-na-rin-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115140777369646516</id><published>2006-06-27T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T05:34:47.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hai salamat. matatahimik na ang kaluluwa ko. nyahaha..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;takas kami nung saturday. nanood ng "the lakehouse" sa glorietta. haru, ang bad ko siguro. papunta pa lang ako sa mrt station, bumuhos na ang malakas na ulan. wow. buti na lang may dala akong ayong. ayun. nagkita kami sa mcdo malapit dun sa mrt station. tapos go na kami sa mrt. ang lakas ng ulan. [as if naman nabasa ako, eh mrt nga. hehe.. ü] tapos bumaba kami sa ayala station.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haru, di ko naman memorize ang glorietta. megamall lang talaga. [pupunta family ko dun, di pwede dun. nyahaha.. ;p] so yun. adventure kami. bumili muna kami ng movie tickets tapos kumain kami ng lunch. paranoid na ako. di ako makakain. feeling ko every minute may nagtetext sa akin at hinahanap ako. pero wala naman. paranoid. hehe..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bumili kami ng caramel popcorn bago mag-movie. ang haba ng pila. kainis, nawiwiwi pa naman ako. hai nako. pero after ten years, natapos na. buti sa cr wala namang pila. so yun. finally, pumasok na kami dun sa movie house. medyo nagstart na. ang lamig sa sinehan. eh wala namang jacket sa car. ni wala ngang car eh. haha.. basta.. ü&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ganda naman yung movie. kahit di ko masyado naabsorb. hehe.. bumili kami ng mga pang-chuva sa hair afterwards. binili ko ng clip si yani, nawala ko kasi, yung clip niya. after nun, dumaan kami sa national. good kuya daw kasi siya kaya ayun, bumili kami nung mga kailangan nung mga kapatid niya, pero nawindang ako, kasi nung palabas na kami, may tumawag sa akin. eh pag lingon ko, wala naman akong nakitang familiar face. so yun. go lang. grabe, kinabahan ako. pero di rin masyado. kasi nung tinawag ako, "esther" yung tawag sa akin. so malamang, hindi yun relative. kaloka, naisip ko, baka conscience lang yun. haha..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nag-timezone kami after. ang corny, wala akong ma-shoot dun sa basketball. tapos dun sa house of the dead 2, nabaril ko yung isang bata na dapat i-save. ayun, nabawasan yung life ko. hehe.. tapos nag-air hockey kami. kadiri, yung final score 0-7. hulaan niyo kung alin ako dun. haha.. malamang yung 0. pero okie na yun. ang panget naman kung nanalo ako at siya yung 0. [on the other hand, parang ang cute din siguro kung pinabayaan niya ako manalo.. nyahaha.. ;p] ayun. uwi na kami after. naghiwalay na kami dun sa mrt station. tumawag na lang siya dito pa dating niya sa house.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayun.. balik tayo dun sa unang statement ko.. matatahimik na ang kaluluwa ko kasi.. si abbey pala yung tumawag sa akin.. at least alam kong hindi siya guilty conscience.. hehe.. ;p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so yun. yun yung adventure ko nung weekend. ay, balik tayo dun sa nangyari nung friday bago yung adventure sa glorietta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dapat manonood kami friday pa lang. eh despidida effect ni kuya randolph. so ayun, di kami nakanood. late na rin kasi nun. pero enjoy naman. chismisan kami sa mcdo. randolph, karen, ako, miguel, ekel, danikko. kasama namin si arvi pero umalis siya agad. si sally naman, after kumain, stay sandali for chikahan tapos umalis na rin. ayun. enjoy naman kami. ginagaya nila yung ibang teachers. mannerisms and all. kakatawa! hehe.. nagpicture-picture pa kami. yun. masaya naman. ü&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kailan kaya kami magiging lima? malapit na kaya? abangan.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115140777369646516?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115140777369646516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115140777369646516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/06/hai-salamat.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-115051630995336653</id><published>2006-06-16T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T20:51:49.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hai.. haggardness.. napagod ang cuteness ko kahapon.. share ko ang adventures namin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumunta kami ni miguel at arvi sa up diliman kahapon after classes. imagine niyo naman kung gaano kalayo yun from masci. dala din namin yung form ni karen. di na kasi siya nakasama kasi.. you know.. hehe.. so yun. sumakay kami ng lrt. ang init dun sa unang train na nasakyan namin kaya bumaba kami agad dun sa next station para maghintay na lang ng ibang train. di naman matagal yung next na train so nakasakay na kami. tapos ang daldal ni arvi, ang daming kwento, di tuloy namin napansin na andun na kami sa edsa station. tapos go na kami dun sa mrt. ang daming tao! nakakamatay. si miguel na lang yung pumila. bumili pa kami ng water ni arvi kasi nauuhaw na daw ang bakla. so ayun. eh tapos, sabi nung nag-chuchuva dun, puno na daw yung platform at malayo pa daw yung next train so hindi daw muna magpapapasok. nakakafaint. 3:00 na yta nun. chikahan ever muna kami. nag-analyze pala kami ni arvi ng outfit nung mga tao. ang cute kasi nung outfit nung isang girl dun na nakapink na skirt at blue na top. cute pa nung sandals niya, yung parang jelly. yun. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ilang years, nakasakay na kami ng mrt. grabe, ang daming tao! as in! tapos bawat station yata lalong dumadami so parang ipit na talaga kami. nakakaloka. tapos lumuwag lang nung dun na sa 2nd to the last station. ay, ito pala yung isa pang nakakamatay na incident.. umulan! grabe, eh ako lang may dalang payong. kawawa naman kami. may waiting shed effect dun, dun na lang kami nag-stay ni arvi habang naghintay ng taxi si miguel. after ilang years, may taxi na. habang papuntang up, inisip na namin yung mga possible pang kamalasan na masalo namin. baka sarado na yung office, di tanggapin yung form namin, baka pag turn na namin biglang close na, etc. eh yung driver, di alam kung saan niya kami dapat ibaba. mali yung binabaan namin. sumakay pa ulit kami ng jeep papuntang benton hall. tapos nung andun na kami, nakita namin si leah. nagtanong kami kung pano magpachuva dun. ang kulit namin kasi namin, nag-attempt pa kami eh di nga daw pwede na photocopy lang nung grades yung naka-attach. so yun. ni-receive na lang yung forms namin para daw if ever may pila the next time na pumunta kami, di na kami pipila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai nako, alam niyo ba kung gaano ka-frustrated na kami nun? sinalo na yata namin lahat ng kamalasan. binagsakan na daw kami ng langit sabi ni arvi. haru, gusto ko na magfaint nun. tinext ko kagad si mommy para sabihin yung kamalasan namin. umupo muna kami dun sa waiting shed dun at nag-isip ng gagawin. after some time, naisip na lang namin na bumalik ng school para magpachuva ng form. so yun. pinilit ko sila na magtaxi na lang kami dahil ayoko na mahirapan sa pagsakay ng mrt at lrt. so yun. nung nakasakay na kami, parang natulala na lang kami. nagdrama na si arvi. nakakafrustrate talaga. nakakaiyak. nahirapan pa kami sa pag punta dun tapos ganun lang nangyari. hai nako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang hindi na masyadong traffic. mga 5 yata kami nakabalik ng masci. feel ko na ang pagod. di pa kami kumakain. na-energize lang ako nung nakita ko yung ibang bear people na nandun pa. so yun. happy mode ulit kahit pagod na. hehe.. tinignan ni arvi at miguel kung sino pang teachers yung nandun. punta kami ng office ni mam arellano. andun din si mam apolinario. tapos yun. kwento effect si miguel ng adventure namin. hai nako, di daw kasi kami nakikinig. ibibigay daw yun sa adviser. eh absent si mam francisco. tapos ewan ko na kung ano yung nangyari. basta iniwan na lang namin yung form namin kay mam apolinario at nagpasalamat. kunin daw namin ng monday morning. so yun. may maganda na ring nangyari kahit papaano. hehe.. sana mag-offer ulit si tim na ipabigay na lang yung forms namin sa ate niya. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai nako, arvi. ewan ko. walang drama. hehe.. next time na lang.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-115051630995336653?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115051630995336653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/115051630995336653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/06/hai.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114998725796449812</id><published>2006-06-10T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T17:54:17.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hai-ness.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haggard week na agad. well, nung monday ko lang pala na-feel ang haggardness. the rest of the week, di na masyado. di pa lang siguro ako sanay na ganun dahil la akong ginagawa nung summer. hehe..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so 'happy day' nung thursday. ewan, pero okie na yun. la na tayong magagawa. hehe.. tapos nung friday din, ewan, di ako masyadong natuwa. ang gulo kasi ng mga tao. pero okie lang din yun, alam ko namang mahirap ang sitwasyon. [drama.. hehe..] pero i was happy about one thing, though. at least ngayon, alam ko na kung ano yung totoo. ganun lang talaga, tanggapin na lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish ko ngayon? [birthday ko ba? hehe..] sana maging happy na lahat. sana mabawasan na ang gulo sa mundo. at sana next friday hindi na magulo yung mga tao para mapanood ko yung 'the lakehouse' next friday nang maayos. yun lang naman. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114998725796449812?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114998725796449812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114998725796449812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/06/hai-ness.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114931625895635554</id><published>2006-06-02T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:30:58.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Candy Heart Says "Marry Me"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/marry-me.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is serious business. You don't take dating lightly.&lt;br /&gt;And even if you haven't met the right person, getting married is something you expect to do soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal Valentine's Day date:  a romantic picnic in the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: subtle and calculating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What turns you off: short term flings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you're hot: you're a hopeless romantic with each new relationship&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Candy Heart Say?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/music.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou by Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And I want to thank you for giving me&lt;br /&gt;The best day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just to be with you is having&lt;br /&gt;The best day of my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all good, as long as you're in love.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/"&gt;What Love Song Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F8E8FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Quote&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FCF3FF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatlovequotesuitsyouquiz/"&gt;What Love Quote Suits You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dream Engagement Ring Has a Heart Diamond!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatsyourdreamengagementringquiz/heart-diamond.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear your heart on your sleeve, so of course you should also wear it on your ring.&lt;br /&gt;A heart diamond is the perfect choice for highlighting your passionate disposition.&lt;br /&gt;Only a true romantic can get away with wearing this ring. Luckily, that's you.&lt;br /&gt;And only a true romantic can give you this ring, so make sure you find him...!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsyourdreamengagementringquiz/"&gt;What's Your Dream Engagement Ring?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Will Be a Traditional Bride!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofbridewillyoubequiz/traditional-bride.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of girl who is feminine, old fashioned, and totally traditional.&lt;br /&gt;You've been dreaming of your wedding day since you were young&lt;br /&gt;And you can't wait to be a princess in your big white gown.&lt;br /&gt;It's likely that you'll have a big family wedding and take your husband's name&lt;br /&gt;While a huge affair will be fun, just don't go all Bridezilla about the color of your napkins!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofbridewillyoubequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Bride Will You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Guys Think of Your Long Straight Hair...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatdoguysthinkofyourhairquiz/long-straight-hair.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy, desirable, and hard to please.&lt;br /&gt;A girl who's so stunning that you've got them lined up around the block!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatdoguysthinkofyourhairquiz/"&gt;What Do Guys Think Of Your Hair?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Right Brained In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/areyourightbrainedorleftbrainedinlovequiz/right.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Bit of a drama queen&lt;br /&gt;Peacemaker, first to end a fight&lt;br /&gt;Good at thinking up creative dates&lt;br /&gt;Tend to fall in love and get hurt easily&lt;br /&gt;Going with your gut instead of your head&lt;br /&gt;Emphathetic and caring, sometimes to a fault&lt;br /&gt;Good at recognizing patterns in relationships&lt;br /&gt;Been in love many times, perhaps too many to count&lt;br /&gt;Wildly passionate and intense when falling in love&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous with relationships, going with the flow&lt;br /&gt;Overly visual - can play back past dates like movies in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Roses, love poems, and stuffed animals are a good start to winning your heart&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/areyourightbrainedorleftbrainedinlovequiz/"&gt;Are You Right Brained or Left Brained in Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Professional Girlfriend!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofgirlfriendareyouquiz/professional-girlfriend.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect girlfriend - big surprise!&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows you've had enough practice. That's why you're a total pro.&lt;br /&gt;If there was an Emily Post of girlfriends, it would be you.&lt;br /&gt;You know how to act in every situation ... to make both you and your guy happy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlfriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Relationship Will Last... A Long Time!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howlongwillyourrelationshiplastquiz/last-long-time.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your guy is ideal, as close to Mr. Perfect as he could be&lt;br /&gt;If you took this quiz, you may be doubting that...&lt;br /&gt;Don't! No guy is perfect but yours comes really close&lt;br /&gt;You guys will last for many years, as long as you appreciate him!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/howlongwillyourrelationshiplastquiz/"&gt;How Long Will Your Relationship Last?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114931625895635554?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114931625895635554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114931625895635554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-candy-heart-says-marry-me-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114930577143086332</id><published>2006-06-02T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T20:36:11.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haru.. dalawang tulog na lang, may pasok na naman. waahh.. ayoko pa pumasok. pero pwede na rin. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;napanood ko na yung 'all about love' nung thursday. wahaha.. ang ganda! la lang. gusto ko lang i-share. ayoko ikwento, panoorin niyo. hehe.. na-feel ko pa ang presence ng bear people that day. actually, dalawa lang naman sila pero ganun na rin yun. una si mark, nakita namin sa masci. tapos after namin kumain, nung nasa rob na kami, nakita naman namin si jarold. yun lang. hehe..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayoko pa pumasok. wala pa akong payong. pano yun pag umulan sa monday? lagot. hehe.. meron naman pero hindi yung kagaya nung purple na nawala. hello kitty siya. pero at least, ihahatid pa rin kami ni dad pag umaga. yung anak kasi nung friend niya, isasabay namin. first year, samahan nga daw namin eh. haru..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayoko pa pumasok! haha.. pang-ilang beses ko na yun nasabi? kasi naman, excited na ako last week tapos hindi na ulit ngayon. wish ko lang magising ako ng maaga. sana rin medyo maaga akong makatulog para hindi haggardness sa first day of school. hehe.. hai nako.. sana maayos na ang mga bagay-bagay.. hai..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;may LSS ako ngayon. haha.. 'don't go breakin' my heart'. yun yung song dun sa last part ng 'ella enchanted'. la lang. &lt;em&gt;don't go breakin' my heart &lt;/em&gt;;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114930577143086332?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114930577143086332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114930577143086332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/06/haru.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114899611136895735</id><published>2006-05-30T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T06:35:11.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well.. ganyan talaga..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang gulo na naman ng mundo. at least ngayon di na ako nakikigulo. pero ewan. hai.. sana maayos na ang mga bagay-bagay.. kung ano man ang 'ayos' na dapat mangyari..&lt;br /&gt;KIER is so great. i really want to thank him. dahil sa kanya, may kasama na ako bukas. may dahilan na para lumabas ng bahay. this is so nice.. haha..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naeexcite na ako manood ng 'all about love'. as in excited talaga, lalo na pag nakikita ko yung plugging sa tv. [plugging nga ba ang tawag dun? basta, yung commercial. ;p] gusto ko na manood bago magstart ang classes. so kamusta naman yun? pano kaya yun? hai.. iisipin ko pa kung pano ako magpapaalam.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang saya-saya ko pa naman lately. ewan ko pero ang saya. kaya lang kahapon nainis ako kay kamille. pero bati na kami. hehe.. kasalanan nga siguro ng memory gap yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh ano pa nga ba? ewan ko, hindi ko alam kung ano reaction ko sa mga nangyayari. argh. kasi naman eh. positive catalyst daw ako. hindi ko naman fault yun di ba? choice pa rin naman nila yun. sabi ko lang naman.. oh, well. siguro partly fault ko nga pero ewan ko. bahala na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114899611136895735?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114899611136895735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114899611136895735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114786999612146744</id><published>2006-05-17T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T05:46:36.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birth Month is April&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthmonthmeanquiz/sweet-pea.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are trustworthy and highly ethical in all facets of life.&lt;br /&gt;Helpful and steady, you are able to solve any problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your soul reflects: Bliss, playfulness, and curiosity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gemstone: Diamond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flower: Sweet Pea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your colors: Yellow and red&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthmonthmeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Month Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEB859" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Fortune Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F7CF8A"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/fortunecookiegenerator/cookie.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Man who jump off cliff, jump to conclusion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/fortunecookiegenerator/"&gt;The Wacky Fortune Cookie Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 62% Vain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/vain-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a little vain, but you also work hard for your good looks.&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, everyone knows you are a total hottie. You don't have to remind them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/"&gt;How Vain Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Passed 8th Grade Science&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgradesciencequiz/passed.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you got 7/8 correct!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgradesciencequiz/"&gt;Could You Pass 8th Grade Science?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Social&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/social.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are helpful, friendly, and trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in teaching, nursing, giving information, and solving social problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counselor - Dental Hygienist - Librarian&lt;br /&gt;Nurse - Parole Officer - Personal Trainer&lt;br /&gt;Physical Therapist - Social Worker - Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are realistic careers, like truck driver or farmer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 67% Female, 33% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain leans female&lt;br /&gt;You think with your heart, not your head&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and considerate, you are a giver&lt;br /&gt;But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Apple Pie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/apple-pie.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect combo of comforting and traditional  &lt;br /&gt;Those who like you crave security&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Pie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Yellow Flower&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/yellow-flower.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A yellow flower tends to represent joy, friendship, and playfulness.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you are childlike, as a buttercup is.&lt;br /&gt;And at other times, you are fickle, like a dahlia.&lt;br /&gt;And more than you wish, you tend to feel bittersweet, like a marigold.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Flower Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Black and White Cookie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/black-and-white-cookie.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're often conflicted in life, and you feel pulled in two opposite directions.&lt;br /&gt;When you're good, you're sweet as sugar. And when you're bad, you're wicked!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cookie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Level is: 47%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howpowerfulareyouquiz/power-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a good chance you feel pretty powerful, and with good reason, you're already fairly successful.&lt;br /&gt;Keep developing your goals and skills, and you'll be surprised by what you can really achieve.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howpowerfulareyouquiz/"&gt;How Powerful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Love Is a Taurus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/taurus.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love a Taurus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic and sentimental, a Taurus can provide you with the security you need.&lt;br /&gt;And you both share a fondness for the finest things, from great food to luxury vacations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Taurus will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the honesty and direct approach that down to earth Taurus desires.&lt;br /&gt;And enough elegance to show a Taurus a few new decadent delights!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhappyareyouquiz/happy-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're definitely a happy person, even though you have your down moments.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get the most out of life, though there's always some more happiness to be squeezed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Happy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Believer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/believer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe in God and your chosen religion.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're Christian, Muslim, Jewish, or Hindu..&lt;br /&gt;Your convictions are strong and unwavering.&lt;br /&gt;You think your religion is the one true way, for everyone.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/"&gt;What's Your Religious Philosophy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114786999612146744?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114786999612146744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114786999612146744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/05/your-birth-month-is-april-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114577752920349781</id><published>2006-04-23T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T20:09:18.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayoko na muna mag-update.. kaya yung mga nag-aabang ng update, sorry.. [sorry, maton.. hehe..] next time na lang.. yung mga nangyari na lang muna kahapon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun.. unang araw ng review kahapon.. magkikita dapat kami ni kamille sa mcdo malapit sa mrt station ng 6:15.. ang aga, nakakamatay.. so 5:30 pa lang gising na ako.. madali pa ako ng madali.. eh si kamille naman pala, late.. may pagka-eng-eng kasi, umabot daw siya ng cubao.. hehe.. eh umuwi pa siya sandali[galing siya ng laguna].. pero finally nagkita naman kami.. hehe.. un na.. nakasakay na kami ng mrt.. nakakaloka yung mga pinag-usapan namin.. gulat ako sa nalaman ko.. pero okie lang.. di naman ako nagsisisi.. parang sayang lang kasi.. happy na ako.. maayos na ang mundo.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ng mrt, lrt hanggang vito cruz.. ayun.. medyo di pa kami marunong mag-lrt.. haha.. anyway, makikipagkita pala kami kay ralph dun sa jollibee.. kasi akala ni kamille alam niya kung saan.. it turned out, di rin pala.. at nag-adventure pa kaming apat.. kasama namin si takyo.. nakakaloka, binali-baliktad pa namin yung map effect na binagay nung review center people.. pero nakarating namin kami ng buhay dun sa review center.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na-excite ako nung nakita ko si yani.. hehe.. ayun.. nakita ko na rin si super friend[karen] at lonely friend[ray].. magkasama naman sila eh.. ayun.. sa kanila na ako sumama.. si ralph at kamille magkasama.. ayun.. tapos after 10 years, dumating na si jessa at miguel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wag na yung review part.. pre-test effect lang naman yun at orientation.. ang kulit nung kuya na naka-yellow.. kuya vlad.. hehe.. sabi nila ang ganda daw ng name niya, parang kontrabida.. bad boy effect.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito na.. nag-bus kami pabalik ng faura.. kumain kami sa kfc.. ang tagal na kaya naming di kumakain dun.. kasi katatapos lang ng lent di ba.. bawal meat pag friday so yun.. ngayon lang ulit kami nag-kfc.. ang likot ng table.. kailangan pa tapakan para steady.. hehe.. ang cute nung mirror dun sa wash area nila.. may winnie the pooh na border.. la lang.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanood kami ng pamahiin.. apat pala kami.. ray, karen, ako, miguel.. trailer pa lang, nakakatakot na.. nakakaloka talaga.. tapos sila parang wala lang.. ewan ko kung nakakatakot talaga siya or nakakagulat lang.. ewan, basta yun.. eh ayoko ng mga ganun eh.. eh pano pag nasa bahay na ako at mag-isa tapos maaalala ko yun, eh di matatakot na ako.. parang ang dami pa namang mga chorva dun na commonly ginagamit or nakikita.. mirror, door, window, bed.. dami pa.. eh di pag nakakita ako ng mga ganun matatakot na ako.. hai.. ang saklap talaga.. sana pala d lucky ones na lang.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag-ice cream si ray at karen.. kaloka yung colors.. pag wag na yun.. bumili kami ni miguel ng gummy bears.. kakatuwa, ang liit.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walang fx.. so napilitan akong mag-jeep.. nakakaloka.. haayyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la naman fireworks pag uwi ko.. calm lang na sermon effect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nung kinakain na namin ng mga kapatid ko yung gummy bears, sabi ni mommy, "ano yan, bribe?".. so sabi ko, "hindi ah, para sa akin 'to".. hehe.. eh basta.. nakikain naman din sila eh.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun.. okie naman.. at na-settle na ang mga drama[drama nga ba?!].. nag-usap na kami.. wala ng bitterness.. sana ganun na lagi.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait lang.. bitterness color daw ang suot namin sa monday sa review.. eh pano yun, anong color ako? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinalabas pala sa hbo yung the notebook last week.. ang ganda talaga! goshness, naiyak pa rin ako.. astig talaga stories ni nicholas sparks.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*salamat sa mga nag-greet nung birthday ko.. salamat.. love you.. =)&lt;br /&gt;**belated happy birthday, abychu!! love you.. =)&lt;br /&gt;***wala lang.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114577752920349781?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114577752920349781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114577752920349781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/ayoko-na-muna-mag-update.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114233968287321793</id><published>2006-03-14T04:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T04:34:42.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;akala ko there's nothing special about this day.. ang hindi ko alam, mawiwindang pala ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;in fairness, naloka talaga ako ha.. as in feeling ko wala lang.. bruha yung si kamille, kasabwat effect pa siya.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayun.. surprise attack dito sa house si kamille, karen, ralph, ray, miguel.. na-miss siguro nila ako.. hehe.. nawindang ako.. pero di naman masyado.. parang wala lang.. pinuntahan namin yung house na isa.. tour effect sila.. colors effect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and speaking of colors, may bago ng story.. hospital na may banda effect.. at nadamay pa ang malacañang.. cute in fairness.. kahit magulo ang cast of characters.. nakakatuwa yung idea na parang hindi serious stuff yung pinag-uusapan.. yung parang joke lang.. gets niyo ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i dunno why pero natuwa ako.. parang ang saya.. hala.. bakit?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haru.. iisipin ko pa kung bakit.. sa tingin niyo? ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114233968287321793?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114233968287321793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114233968287321793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/akala-ko-theres-nothing-special-about_14.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114225724652757211</id><published>2006-03-13T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T05:40:46.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OUCHNESS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practice effect kanina ng bearz sa paco park.. ang saya ko pa naman.. nagka-energy ako nung start ng practice dahil dun sa pose effect sa simula.. ang cute.. hehe.. kaya lang chinorva ni joselle yung hair ko.. ayun.. medyo bad trip effect.. pero okie lang naman kasi nabalik naman sa dati.. so okie na ulit.. tapos pag lingon ko.. ouchness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akala ko okie lang.. akala ko kaya ko.. kanina ko lang na-realize na hindi pala.. iba pala talaga pag nakikita mo na.. pero sige.. okie lang.. kaysa naman sad tayong lahat.. i'll be happy na lang for you.. kahit mahirap.. arrgghhness.. di ko na yata kaya.. hindi, kaya ko 'to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hindi ko naman ma-explain sa'yo kung ano problema ko.. sabi ko nga, okie lang pero sana wag muna ngayon.. okie lang talaga, promise.. kaya lang sana hindi ko na nakikita.. masakit eh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sama ko nga yata eh.. dinadamay ko pa ang ibang tao sa sadness ko.. sad na nga ako, may nagiging sad pa kasi sad ako.. may nasasaktan kasi nasasaktan ako.. hay nako naman.. ang hirap talaga nito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang may mga friends sa paligid.. ang bait, natutuwa ako.. kaya ko 'to.. wag kayo mag-alala, sasabihin ko naman pag hindi ko na kaya eh.. hindi ako magpapakamatay.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;wala akong masabi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko na ma-explain.. next time na lang siguro..&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/18217113-114225724652757211?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114225724652757211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114225724652757211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/ouchness.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114208332320915631</id><published>2006-03-11T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T05:22:03.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;goshness!! ginugulo ko ba lalo ang mundo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kasi naman eh.. ang liit yata ng mundo.. and getting smaller pa.. arrgghhness naman.. haru.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;di ko na alam.. bad ba yun? ang gulo ko ba? kasi naman eh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ewan ko talaga! ano ba 'to.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;goshness naman.. at least hindi sad.. pero ewan ko.. haayyy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'll explain next time.. pag tapos na ang kachuvahaness.. wahaha.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4324/1700/320/Berzelius%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;la lang.. gusto ko lang i-post.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114208332320915631?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114208332320915631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114208332320915631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/goshness-ginugulo-ko-ba-lalo-ang-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114199469921444365</id><published>2006-03-10T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T04:44:59.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4324/1700/1600/Baguio%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4324/1700/320/Baguio%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;na-miss ng girl band si sally! hehe.. wabyu.. muwaahh!! [di masyadong cute yung pic namin.. unang gabi yan sa baguio eh..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;after 10 years.. happy na ulit ako! grabe, feel na feel ko ang happiness.. ang cute ko talaga.. nyahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okie na.. happy na talaga.. ang gaan ng feeling.. waahh.. wala akong masabi.. basta happy ako.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;narinig ko na siguro yung mga dapat kong marinig.. ang sakit.. pero ewan.. next time ko machochorva lahat.. mga another 3 years pa.. hehe.. sabi na nga ba eh.. pag ganun, matitigil na ako.. na-hug ko na si jessa.. todo cry effect na ako nun.. nilabas ko na lahat ng hurt.. tapos na rin kay yani at kamille.. naubos na yata yung tears ko.. hehe.. hindi pa siguro yun yung last time na iiyak ako dahil dun.. kasi pano pag.. yun.. basta.. ang importante, masaya na ako ngayon.. hindi ko na muna yun iisipin.. there are more important things naman eh.. at tama si jessa.. di naman ako nag-iisa eh.. anjan pa yung friends ko.. kaya salamat at anjan lang sila.. kahit lagi ko na lang silang iniiyakan.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ilang beses sa isang araw ko kaya nagagamit ang words na 'me, myself, i, ako, akin'? feeling ko kasi, kung mas sensitive lang ako sa feelings ng ibang tao, mas magiging masaya ang mundo.. alam niyo yun? yung parang.. ewan.. sana minsan iniisip ko rin yung kalagayan ng iba.. sana hindi ako ganun ka-daling mag-judge.. haayyy.. ewan.. at hindi pala maganda yung nagsasalita ng patapos.. dapat open ka rin sa ibang options.. waahh.. basta.. ewan ko talaga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;di na importante yun.. basta happy ako.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114199469921444365?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114199469921444365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114199469921444365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/na-miss-ng-girl-band-si-sally-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114188196218693673</id><published>2006-03-08T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:29:43.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hala.. nakatulog ako kaagad kagabi.. di na tuloy ako nakapag-update..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;last day ng tests kahapon.. ang chorva.. mag-test ka ba naman ng technical writing[ang sakit sa kamay] tapos trigo[ang sakit sa ulo]?! ang chorva talaga.. nakakahaggard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pero syempre, gala effect pagkatapos nun.. saan pa ba ang punta? syempre, walang-kamatayang kfc na naman.. ang saya talaga.. launching ni joselle.. at nawindang yata siya sa mga nangyari.. update sa mga chorva ng mga tao.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kaya lang, di na showing yung &lt;em&gt;pride and prejudice &lt;/em&gt;sa rob.. at nagkagulo ang mundo.. kaya un.. pero nanood pa rin kami ng movie.. take note.. kinaya ko siya.. &lt;em&gt;the dark &lt;/em&gt;yung title.. horror siya.. nakakatakot!! si karen kasi ang kulit eh.. sana yung &lt;em&gt;yours, mine &amp; ours&lt;/em&gt; na lang.. ewan.. basta.. yun na yung pinanood namin.. nakakaloka talaga.. hindi pa namin siya nasimulan kaya umulit effect pa kami.. nakakatakot talaga!! nagising pa ako sa kalagitnaan ng gabi kagabi[redundant ba yun?] kasi may nagtext.. tapos naalala ko si bad version.. yung chuva dun sa movie.. so yun.. takot na naman ako.. haayyy.. kasi naman eh! ayoko na ulit manood ng horror movie.. kawawa naman tuloy yung stressball ni ray..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nagpaprint pala ako ng pictures.. halos lahat puro si karen.. ang cute ko.. sige na nga, namin pala.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hindi ko na maintindihan ang mundo.. at hindi ko na siguro iintindihin.. okie na yun.. kaya lang.. ewan talaga.. ang dami kong gustong itanong na ewan ko naman kung ano.. ewan talaga.. kasi.. kung ganun, bakit ganun? ewan! di ko masabi.. haayyy.. gayahin ko na lang si karen.. ayoko na mag-isip..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114188196218693673?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114188196218693673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114188196218693673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/hala.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114172430470144494</id><published>2006-03-07T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T01:52:49.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mingming!! hehe.. yan ang suggestion ni ralph na name ng pusa.. cute noh? kaya lang may kapangalan na siya if ever.. wawa naman yung pusa ko.. excited.. hehe.. la pa nga eh.. sige na nga.. payag na nga ako na stuffed toy.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wala pa rin.. sad pa rin ang day na 'to.. depress-depressan mode pa rin.. sana talaga hindi ko naabsorb yung nabasa ko kagabi sa ym.. at kanina pa yun sa g-box ha.. so punta naman ako agad sa place nung burbank people.. kwento effect kay kier at nikko.. haayyy.. depressing talaga.. i dunno why.. bakit ba ako ganito.. nakakainis pero wala akong magawa.. siguro matitigil lang talaga ang stupidity na 'to pag nakausap ko na siya.. pero kailan kaya yun? asa.. mawawala din 'to.. sana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;akala ko kasi treasure ako.. akala ko nakita ko na yung isa ko pang heart.. akala ko nahanap ko na yung angel ko for life.. ayy.. hindi pala.. sakit naman..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bakit ganun? happy naman pero there's something talaga.. at take note.. may nakikigulo pa.. haru.. pero in fairness.. napatawa niya ako kagabi.. ang cute.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yung pusa ko! mingming! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114172430470144494?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114172430470144494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114172430470144494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/mingming-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114164404786793567</id><published>2006-03-06T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T03:20:47.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Stop me and steal my breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Never revealing their depth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tell me that we belong together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dress it up with the trappings of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be your cryin' shoulder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be love suicide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be better when I'm older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be the greatest fan of your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Rain falls angry on the tin roof &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As we lie awake in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're my survival, you're my living proof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My love is alive and not dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tell me that we belong together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dress it up with the trappings of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be your cryin' shoulder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be love suicide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be better when I'm older &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be the greatest fan of your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tuned in, turned on, remembered the things you said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be your cryin' shoulder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be love suicide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be better when I'm older &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be the greatest fan of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayan.. si joco kasi kung ano-ano tinatanong eh.. nakakamatay naman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114164404786793567?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114164404786793567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114164404786793567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/ill-be-strands-in-your-eyes-that-color.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114163188970898346</id><published>2006-03-05T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T23:58:09.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;bakit ikaw pa rin? tanga lang ba talaga ako?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;waahh.. go na daw.. pero ewan.. parang ayoko.. may something pa rin.. ang sakit ng feeling.. how i wish.. ewan.. gusto ko ibalik yung past.. sana hindi na lang ganito.. haayyy.. pero sana, pag sa'yo na mismo nanggaling, tumigil na ako.. kasi hindi ko na talaga maintindihan.. wrong timing pa.. di ako maka-concentrate sa mga bagay-bagay.. haayyy talaga.. sakit ng feeling.. sobra..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;bakit ba kasi ganun? BAKIT IKAW PA RIN?&lt;/s&gt; ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114163188970898346?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114163188970898346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114163188970898346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/bakit-ikaw-pa-rin-tanga-lang-ba-talaga.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114147948696672116</id><published>2006-03-04T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T05:38:06.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;about my blogpost pala nung feb 26.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wala lang.. never mind the strikethrough part.. ayoko na.. ang stupid ko.. wala lang.. buburahin ko na sana yun kaya lang sayang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;nakakalungkot makikita ng roses.. ang sakit na rin pag nakikita ko si pooh.. parang ayaw ko na rin ng blue.. ayoko na alalahanin ang prom, ang canteen, ang foundation day, yung fx, yung ulan, yung payong kong nawala, yung chem room, yung pamaypay ko na purple.. dami pa eh.. in short.. ayoko na sa salitang 'moment'.. mamamatay na yata ako sa kaiisip.. sana talaga.. haayyy.. ngayon pa.. ewan ko.. sana makalimutan ko na by next school year.. hindi ko na kaya..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114147948696672116?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114147948696672116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114147948696672116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/about-my-blogpost-pala-nung-feb-26.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114147848862128329</id><published>2006-03-04T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T05:27:35.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ang sakit talaga.. bakit ba kasi nagpapakatanga ako? di pa rin ako nakaka-recover.. ang sakit naman..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;si jessa naman, ipinamukha pa sa akin.. ang sakit na nga eh.. pinaalala niya na tama pala yung feeling ko na may mga taong ginagawa lang ang isang bagay dahil yun ang expected ng iba.. ang sakit di ba? ang kulit ko kasi.. wala naman nga siyang sinabi.. haayyy..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;mas masakit pa yata 'to sa nangyari kay past.. iba nga yung case.. mas masakit naman.. hindi ko na talaga kaya.. tapos pag nakikita ko pang ganun.. ang sakit.. parang sa kanya, wala lang.. syempre.. sino nga naman ba ako si ba? wala naman.. pero wag mo na rin akong kausapin if ever mabasa mo 'to.. sana hindi mo mabasa.. ayoko naman na gawin mo lang yun dahil nabasa mo 'to.. at ayoko rin talaga.. ang sakit nun..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;haayyy.. move on na ako.. haayyy.. sana ganun lang kadali yun.. all guys are the same.. parang pinapatunayan talaga sa akin..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sana lagi ko na lang nakikita si uno.. sana lagi siyang nandyan.. para masaya.. pano kaya sa summer? baka di kami magkita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang chorva ng practice kanina.. ewan.. nag-pictorial lang kami.. pero sabi nga ni joselle, at least masaya.. aanhin naman namin yung ibang bagay kung hindi kami masaya di ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;reminder pala sa mga gusto akong regaluhan sa birthday ko.. [hehe, feeling ba?].. please coordinate with karen or miguel or joselle.. mag-ipon kaya para sa pusa ko.. pwede ba yun? maraming salamat! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114147848862128329?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114147848862128329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114147848862128329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/ang-sakit-talaga_04.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114138935045356709</id><published>2006-03-03T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T04:42:20.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang sakit talaga.. i feel bad.. really.. feeling ko niloko ako.. feeling ko unfair sa akin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kasi naman eh.. kinalimutan ko si past(1).. kasi dumating siya(2).. tapos nung medyo hindi ko ma-feel presence niya(2), may dumating ulit(3).. yung dumating na yun, may time na feeling ko like ko na rin siya(3).. pero super kontra yung iilang taong nasabihan ko.. kasi sabi nila, kawawa naman daw siya(2).. na maghintay lang daw ako.. so sige.. hintay naman ako.. hindi ko na rin pinansin yung feelings ko for him(3).. gets niyo ba? ang sakit di ba? tapos yung hinihintay ko, may hinihintay palang iba.. ang sakit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayoko na 'to pag-usapan.. ang sakit na masyado.. yung nanggaling nga sa ibang tao, nasaktan na ako.. pano pa kaya kung.. so yun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang sakit.. pag naiisip ko tuloy yung mga nangyari, puro 'ouch' ang nafi-feel ko.. ang sakit.. ang sakit talaga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;pero i'm still proud of myself.. na-realize kong love ko talaga ang sarili ko.. nakakaawa naman eh.. nadurog ang ego.. at best picture pa rin.. go.. okie na rin siguro if they end up together.. eh dahil na-hurt na rin naman ako, okie na.. wala na yung difference.. kaysa naman pare-pareho kaming malungkot di ba? okie na siguro yung happy sila.. marami pa naman ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ng reasons to be happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and speaking of being happy.. may nahanap akong bagong reason.. nyahaha.. don't ask.. basta.. i finally saw what has always been right in front me.. at least may nakakapagpasaya pa sa akin.. i love myself na talaga.. but i have to be sure muna.. ang bad ko naman kung nasaktan na nga ako, may nasaktan pa ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pero bakit ang sakit pa rin? kahit happy, there's still that something.. siguro masama lang talaga loob ko.. sobrang na-feel ko kasi na niloko ako.. unfair talaga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;akala ko dumating na yung 'something better' ko.. di pa pala.. hintay pa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;buti na lang andyan si UNO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114138935045356709?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114138935045356709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114138935045356709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/ang-sakit-talaga.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114130473203255594</id><published>2006-03-02T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T05:05:32.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AYOKO NA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;promise.. nahihirapan na ako.. ayoko na mag-isip.. ayoko na pag-usapan.. pwede ba yun? hindi ko na kaya.. feeling ko talaga niloko ako.. at ito na naman.. hindi na naman ako sure kung ganyan nga.. pero ganun yung feeling eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haayyy.. friendship over love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114130473203255594?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114130473203255594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114130473203255594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/ayoko-na.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114121614100770902</id><published>2006-03-01T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T04:29:01.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang sakit talaga ng feeling.. how funny i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;message to myself: friendship over love.. don't get carried away.. hindi yun fault ni friendship.. baka sadyang ganun lang.. hindi kayo meant to be.. you'll get over it.. ikaw kasi eh, gusto mo yung ayaw sa'yo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;message to friendship: feeling ko naman hindi mo kasalanan yun eh.. wala namang may gusto na ganun.. pero ewan.. besides, nauna ka naman di ba? at sino ba naman ako? wala naman di ba? hindi ako pwedeng magalit.. at malaki kang kawalan sa buhay ko eh.. di ko kaya pag nawala ka.. super friend pa naman kita.. nasasabi ko lahat, kasi feeling ko naiintindihan mo ako lagi.. sabi sa princess diaries, "friends tell".. ibig sabihin ba nun lahat sinasabi? grabe, sinabi ko lahat sa'yo.. kahit yung tipong sa ibang tao, never ko sasabihin.. sana sinabi mo na lang sa akin simula pa lang.. para hindi ako nagpakatanga di ba? feeling ko talaga ngayon, ang stupid ko.. ang blind ko.. nasa harap ko na, ayaw ko pa paniwalaan.. friend kasi kita eh.. sa'yo ako naniwala.. sa bagay, di ko rin inamin noon pa lang na selos effect ako sa'yo.. maiintindihan ko naman kung ayaw mo lang ako masaktan.. pero sana in-explain mo na sa akin.. mas masakit yung ganito.. sa iba ko pa nalaman.. pero okie lang talaga.. naisip ko kasi, di ko kaya pag nawala ka.. friend kita eh.. ngayon ko lang din na-realize kung gaano na kita ka-love.. kasi hindi ko man lang naisip na magalit sa'yo.. naasar ako sa sarili.. kaya ka pala laging nandyan nung mga times na chuva.. at siguro nga tama na sa bridge nadedevelop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;message to you: i was so stupid pala noh? hehe.. wala ka naman kasing sinasabi eh.. masyado lang siguro ako nadala sa mga sinasabi ng ibang tao.. at dun sa text message na yun.. ang stupid ko.. hindi ka naman nagpapahintay, hinintay kita.. hindi mo naman ako pinilit.. pero la lang.. ang tanga ko lang talaga.. bakit kasi si friendship pa? although di niyo fault ni friendship yun kasi nauna yung issue niyo.. sige go.. kaya pala.. ngayon ko lang naisip lahat.. everything fell into place.. don't worry about me.. although i doubt you would.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hindi ako sure sa mga sinsabi kong yan at maaaring paranoid lang ako.. pero ewan ko.. bahala na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haayyy.. ang sakit nung feeling na ang stupid ko nga.. sobrang yun ang current feeling.. add the fact na feeling ko rin super sama ko na.. am i really that bad? hindi ko na kasi kaya ang mga nangyayari.. grabe na.. wish ko lang bumalik yung araw na walang problema.. tapos ma-realize naming lahat yung maling ginawa namin.. para hindi na mangyari.. para lahat masaya.. ngayon ko lang na-realize yung sinasabi nila na lahat tayo connected.. ang sama ko, dinamay ko pa ang ibang tao.. ang sama ko talaga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sorry sa lahat ng tao na affected sa ginagawa ko.. sorry talaga.. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ps pla: special thanks to kamille guiwo.. love you.. congrats na rin.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114121614100770902?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114121614100770902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114121614100770902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/ang-sakit-talaga-ng-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114103569514416087</id><published>2006-02-27T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:21:35.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is high.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted and loyal to one person.&lt;br /&gt;And in return, you expect the same from who you love.&lt;br /&gt;Any sign of straying, and you'll end things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is high.&lt;br /&gt;You've loved, lost, and loved again.&lt;br /&gt;You have had a wide range of love experiences.&lt;br /&gt;And when the real thing comes along, you know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be the one with more power.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't a total control freak in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;But of course you don't mind getting you way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is high.&lt;br /&gt;Sure you believe in love, but you know it doesn't come easily.&lt;br /&gt;You scoff at "love at first site" and "soumates."&lt;br /&gt;You rather take the real thing, as unglamorous as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is high.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to be in love, and sometimes you don't even want love.&lt;br /&gt;Having your own life is very important for you...&lt;br /&gt;Even more important than having a relationship.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114103569514416087?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114103569514416087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114103569514416087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/your-five-variable-love-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114103544573065773</id><published>2006-02-27T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:17:25.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 18% Evil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/evil-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good. So good, that you make evil people squirm.&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, you may need to turn to the dark side to get what you want!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114103544573065773?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114103544573065773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114103544573065773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-are-18-evil-you-are-good.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114103517561531300</id><published>2006-02-27T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:12:55.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DABB99" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Frappacino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EAD3B8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/frappacino.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are: fun loving, sweet, and modern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are: childish and over indulgent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drink coffee when: you're craving something sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your caffeine addiction level: low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Coffee Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114103517561531300?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114103517561531300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114103517561531300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-are-frappacino-at-your-best-you.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114103508056294411</id><published>2006-02-27T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:11:20.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C0E3F3" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be A Cancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDF0F9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/cancer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's good about you: you're incredibly kind, caring, and generous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's bad about you: you can be too moody and impossible to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love: you enjoy wining and dining the object of your affection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you're: likely to depend on other friends for emotional support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal job: historian, marine biologist, or religious figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sense of fashion: you dress to match your mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to pig out on: classic home cooked meals, like mac and cheese&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Sign Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114103508056294411?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114103508056294411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114103508056294411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-should-be-cancer-whats-good-about.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114102490709670561</id><published>2006-02-26T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T23:21:51.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;65th birthday ni lolo kahapon. so parang reunion effect. tapos parang for the first time, after a very long time, sobrang natuwa ako sa family ko. ang cute namin. lalo na after kantahan si lolo nh 'happy birthday'. la lang, sharing. natuwa lang talaga ako. i realized that i'm so lucky i have them. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;alam niyo bang dapat papalitan ko na yung template na gamit ko? kasi drama effect na dapat ako. pero may nangyari kasi kanina..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;naalala niyo pa yung roses ko? [yup, nakita yun ng bear people, yung roses nung prom] tuwang- tuwa ako dun di ba? pati nga yung mom ko natuwa. si mommy pa nga naglagay nung roses sa vase. pag gising ko last saturday, ang bango-bango nila. tapos nung tuesday, medyo nagiwi-wilt na sila, so sabi ni mommy, i-hang ko daw upside down tapos pabayaan ko na mag-dry. so yun, hinang ko dun sa sampayan sa likod. tapos lately di ko na sila masyadong napapansin- until kanina. napag-utusan kasi akong mas-saing[ang hirap ng buhay pag walang yaya]. tapos nakita ko yung flowers ko. nawindang ako! ang bango pa rin. sobra, tuwa talaga ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;naisip ko lang.. symbolic ba yun? kasi yung roses na yun, hindi ko na masyadong napapansin pero ang bango pa rin. gets niyo ba yung connection nun sa drama ng buhay ko? gets niyo ba? basta, ganun. ang cute ko talaga.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pero isipin niyo naman 'to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;masakit pag pinaikot mo ang mundo mo sa iisang tao lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;binigay mo ang lahat hanggang maubusan ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nagpasensya hanggang kaya pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tapos sa huli mawawala siya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kasi di sa'yo umiikot ang mundo niya ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tama di ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;di mo lang alam pero sobrang miss na kita. di mo/niyo naman kasi naiintindihan eh. di naman ako nagmamadali. miss lang talaga kita. alam mo yun? ikaw na friend ko. yung kinukwentuhan ko sa mga nangyayari sa buhay ko, yung kasama ko bumili ng c2/mineral water sa canteen, yung sinasamahan ako maghintay ng fx pauwi pag wala si kamille, yung hindi kumokontra pag sinasabi kong cute ako, yung kahit wala naman talagang sasabihin eh sinasabihan ako ng "feeling mo" or tinatanong ako ng "ano drama mo?".. alam mo yun? miss na kita..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haayyy.. ang gulo ko.. nakakainis, parang ang desperate ko na.. sana wag na 'to banggitin ever ng mga makakabasa nito.. kailangan ko lang talaga ng outlet.. haayyy.. bahala na.. pag nabasa niya 'to.. ewan ko lang.. pero as if.. haayyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114102490709670561?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114102490709670561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114102490709670561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/65th-birthday-ni-lolo-kahapon.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114083687033750103</id><published>2006-02-24T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T19:07:50.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF8C2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Life Secrets Are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFCE3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you may have been hurt before, you tend to bring very little scars into new relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you are able to walk away and calm down. You are able to weather the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting over a break-up doesn't take long. Easy come, easy go.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/"&gt;Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;totoo nga yata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114083687033750103?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114083687033750103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114083687033750103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/your-love-life-secrets-are-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114077633542142146</id><published>2006-02-24T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T02:18:55.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ito pala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nakakainis yung mga taong supposedly ay friend mo.. tapos harsh? tama ba naman yun? buti pa sa ibang tao mabait siya.. two-faced..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sana tumigil na ang mga tao sa kaaasa sa kanya.. feeling niya tuloy lahat kaya niyang gawin.. eh di sana nga siya na lang lahat.. feeling niya tuloy pag wala siyang nagagawa, wala siyang silbi.. tapos pag yung iba naman yung walang nagagawa, feeling niya sila yung walang silbi.. ano ba naman yun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang masama pa dun.. sa tingin ng ibang tao, siya yung tama.. bad kami.. sige.. yun ang tingin nila eh.. kung alam lang nila kung ano talaga.. haru..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang taas ng lipad niya.. sana makita niya yung katapat niya.. dahan-dahan ha.. baka sumabit ka somewhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114077633542142146?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114077633542142146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114077633542142146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/ito-pala.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114077566121536978</id><published>2006-02-24T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T18:25:08.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4324/1700/1600/DSC02983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4324/1700/200/DSC02983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4324/1700/1600/IMG_0122.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4324/1700/1600/IMG_0122.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well.. ito na.. prom effects.. february 17, 2006.. haayyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayoko na i-kwento yung mga ginawa kong preparations. ang dami kasi eh. hehe. basta. ang hirap magpaganda, ang tagal. pero masaya naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;grabe, till the last minute, i was wishing na sana hindi ako mahatid ni dad. ang bad ko noh? kasi naman eh, nakaka-frustrate kaya. well, tapos na yun. hinatid na nga ako. dinaanan namin si kamille para may kasabay ako. kaya lang ang eng-eng ko, naiwan ko yung invitation ko sa house. so bumalik pa kami. [tapos it turned out hindi naman pala ichecheck yung invitation]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;na-bad trip effect si mommy pag dating namin sa hotel. pano ba naman.. ayun. okie lang sa akin, kaya lang kay mommy hindi. so picture-taking effect namin kami ni kamille. [with karen, nakita namin siya dun eh]. after nun, naghiwalay na kami ni kamille. nakita ko si ray, so pareho kaming naghihintay dun. sa kasamaang palad[para sa akin], dumating na rin si joselle[date ni ray] after a few minutes. ang saya di ba? picture-taking effect pa sila. so ewan. pero okie lang. medyo late na nun kaya nag-register effect na rin kami. natuwa na rin naman ako. di nga masyadong halata nung dumating si nikko eh, sinisigaw lang naman nilang lahat yung pangalan niya. di masyadong kapansin-pansin noh? ayun tuloy, ang chorva na naman ng mga tao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haru.. okie lang naman yung night ko. picture-taking with bear people. ang cute lang nung sayawan part na. pag fast yung song, taas ng energy ng mga tao. pag slow na, ayan, wala na. walk out na yung iba, lalo na yung mga bitter[ahem!]. pero happy naman ako. okie na rin. sinayaw ako nung mga close sa akin. so happy effect na rin ako at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;most people naman ay happy na rin.. di ba? kaya lang nung last song na.. haayyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well.. ayoko na mag-isip. basta ayan. ayoko na i-kwento lahat. tinatamad na rin ako mag-type eh. baka edit ko na lang 'to next time. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114077566121536978?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114077566121536978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114077566121536978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/well.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114035119803851088</id><published>2006-02-19T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T04:13:18.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tinatamad ako mag-kwento about prom kaya tomorrow siguro.. pero one thing's for sure.. happy na rin naman ako kahit papano eh.. kaya lang.. haayyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;may naisip kasi ako eh.. ang sakit.. parang ganito.. alam niyo ba yung quote na 'masakit pag nangako yung taong mahal mo na di ka niya iiwan tapos di niya tinupad.. pero may mas masakit pa dun.. yung malaman mong tinupad niya lang yun, di dahil mahal ka niya, kundi dahil naipangako niya.." i don't know if i remembered it right.. basta alam ko ganyan yung idea nun.. uhm.. kasi.. naisip ko lang.. what if super happy ako.. tapos tama pala yung friend ko.. na ako lang yung happy.. alam niyo yun? yung hindi niya ginagawa yun kasi yun din ang gusto niya.. ginagawa niya yun kasi alam niyang magiging happy ka pag ginawa niya yun.. gets niyo ba? basta ganun.. ang sabog ko ngayon kaya ang hirap mag-explain.. ewan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pero ewan ko.. wala naman akong pinag-sisisihan.. yata.. wala namang use ang regrets.. tama? kasi.. ewan ko.. ang gulo talaga.. nakakaiyak naman.. ang eng-eng ko kasi.. sana nag-isip ako mabuti bago ako pumayag.. tama pala.. dapat humingi muna ng signs.. haayyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;di bale.. nakanood na ako ng close to you kanina kasama ang family ko.. sa market! market! kami.. ang saya.. happy na ako dahil dun.. kaya lang ang weird, naiyak ako sa ilang parts nung movie.. pero ang mas weird pa dun, di ko na maalala.. at di ko ma-explain kung bakit.. haayyy.. ewan.. magdadrama muna ako.. next time na ang kwento tungkol sa happiness ko nung prom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114035119803851088?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114035119803851088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114035119803851088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/tinatamad-ako-mag-kwento-about-prom.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-114001252437714173</id><published>2006-02-15T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T06:08:44.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kaning umaga, bad trip effect na ako.. pero ngayon, di na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;actually, kanina, ayoko na pumunta ng prom.. kasi.. ewan.. baka ma-frustrate lang ako or something.. pero ewan ko ba.. ang galing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haggardness to the highest level na ako pero ewan ko.. parang feel ko na talaga mag-update ng blog kasi ang saya ko.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6:00-7:45 namin ginawa yung chuva para dun sa stage.. yung letters effect.. basta, para yun sa turn-over ceremony tomorrow.. so yun.. wawa naman kasi si karen eh.. so help effect na ako.. tapos kumain pa kami ni ray sa kfc.. parang ang barbaric ko nga eh, wala na akong pakialam habang kumakain kami, basta kain lang, super gutom na kasi ako.. [grabe, nung pagtayo ko nung ginagawa pa namin yung letters sa stage, bumigay na yung knees ko.. gutom na daw ako sabi nila..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayun.. tapos 8:30 na kami umalis.. [ang bagal ko pa rin pala kumain].. nung naglalakad kami papuntang pedro gil, prom na naman ang topic[actually, iba-iba pero kasali na yun at ang mga kachuvahan].. tapos dahil sa idea niya, na-excite na naman ako for prom.. kasi.. sabi ko something small pero machuva na chuva para kay chuva.. tapos ang galing nung naisip niya.. wahaha.. tuwa talaga ako.. pero pag wala na talaga akong ibang maisip yun na.. so ayun.. excited na naman ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayun.. share ko lang.. people, bawal malungkot.. nakaka-panget yun.. hehe.. basta.. hindi dapat magpa-apekto sa mga naririnig, okie? at dapat laging positive thinking.. deep breath.. everything will be okie.. smile! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-114001252437714173?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114001252437714173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/114001252437714173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/kaning-umaga-bad-trip-effect-na-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113992319268988658</id><published>2006-02-14T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T05:19:54.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;happy valentine's day! happy..? ang sarap ng chic choc.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;happy naman talaga ah.. yung mga bagay kasi na hindi na alam natng hindi na magyayari, wag na natin isipin masyado.. kita niyo yung nagiging result.. nagiging bitter ang mga tao towards v-day.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;akala ko nga magiging bitter na rin ako.. buti naman at hindi naman pala.. bad yun noh.. kailangan ba ng chocolate para maging happy? "ok lang yun.." hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sayang eh.. happy na ako.. kaya lang si "ampy" [leslie, short yan for ampalaya, ang bitter kasi eh.. hehe.. peace!] kinonsensya ako.. wala naman akong makitang bad sa ginawa ko eh.. fault ko ba yun? wala akong commitment sa kahit na sino.. at hindi ko na alam kung anong gusto nilang gawin ko.. sila kaya sa situation ko? feeling naman nila madali..&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;ang sakit kaya nung feeling na happy nga ako, may nasasaktan naman.. grabe, ang drama noh? so unlike me.. pero ewan ko.. try niyong maging ako.. kahit one day lang.. sasakit siguro ulo niyo.. hindi siguro fair yun, pero ayaw ko lang naman na may masaktan eh.. mahirap bang intindihin yun? hindi ko na nga alam ang gagawin ko eh.. at hindi nakakatulong na sinasabi pa ng mga tao na mali yung ginagawa ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sige na.. bad na.. masaya na kayo? eh kung may nangyayari kaya? haayyy.. ewan.. dadaanin ko na lang sa dasal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113992319268988658?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113992319268988658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113992319268988658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113983730558079067</id><published>2006-02-13T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T05:28:28.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;valentine's day na tomorrow. hindi ako happy.. nakakainis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kasi naman.. maging ganito ba naman ka-gulo ang parents mo.. payag na.. tapos hindi na naman.. ang dami pang demand tapos ganun naman din in the end.. di rin pala papayag.. di kaya nila naisip na nakaka-disappoint yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;abnormal ba talaga ako? bakit ganun? baliktad na ang mundo.. sila happy na.. ako naman ang hindi.. haayyy.. haayyy talaga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;di bale.. ito yung mga gusto ko for tomorrow: [feeling noh, bakit ba, blog ko naman toh! ;p]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;flowers [orchids, pero parang mas gusto ko yung roses na parang peach na orange na pink na ewan.. dapat long-stemmed..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bear na cute.. [yoko ng white ha, madaling madumihan eh..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;chocolate.. [baby ruth ang fave ko.. pero kahit ano na rin..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gummy bears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kahit anong pooh na item..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;actually, kahit ano basta ayoko ng balloons.. [unless may kasamang bear.. hehe..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayan.. ewan.. wish ko lang maging happy naman ako tomorrow.. at sana.. malinawagan na ang utak ni daddy.. at ni.. haayyy.. ewan ko sa mga tao.. sana maging happy lahat tomorrow.. HAPPY HEARTS' DAY!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113983730558079067?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113983730558079067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113983730558079067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day-na-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113972295366272742</id><published>2006-02-11T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T21:49:06.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;frisson - an tremor of intense attraction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nabasa ko yan sa 'all-american girl'. cute pakinggan noh? frisson.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tapos na yung problem pero may bago ulit. nakakainis kasi si daddy eh. ang gulo-gulo. okie na tapos hindi na naman. haayyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haayyy talaga. ang hirap maging happy. alam niyo yun? yung parang nakakaguilty maging happy habang yung ibang tao sobrang depressed. alam niyo ba yung ganung feeling? nakakainis. d ko maintindihan. at ayoko mag-explain. bakit kasi hindi na lang talaga pwede yung love ko-love ako? di naman kailangan ng thrill eh. aanhin mo naman ang thrill kung magiging malungkot ka lang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love does make the world go round.. but it makes people crazy.. arrgghh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113972295366272742?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113972295366272742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113972295366272742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/frisson-tremor-of-intense-attraction.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113940219978971051</id><published>2006-02-08T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T04:43:17.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;shocking news of the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MARUNONG NA AKO MAG-MAGIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;akalain niyo yun.. 3 taon na ako sa masci, ngayon lang ako natuto. grabe talaga yun, record-breaking! sabi ko pa naman never na siguro ako matututo nun. ang saya talaga. never ko talaga na-imagine! pero bakla talaga ako eh, kahit habang nagmamagic. buti na lang ang tiyaga ni tim. kahit parang super bored na siya, nakipaglaro pa rin siya sa amin at hindi niya pinagsamantalahan ang kakayahan ng mga kawawang nilalang[arvi, ako, karen]. pero pang low-level effect pa lang naman ang kaya ko. di ko nga alam yung ibang ginagawa nilang effect eh. at kailangan ko pa mag-stop para magbilang ng charges. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yan na lang siguro. tinatamad na ako mag-kwento. gusto ko lang talaga i-share na marunong na ako mag-magic. wahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sana mawala na ang &lt;strong&gt;selos at possessive effect&lt;/strong&gt; sa mundo. promise, ang hirap. eh wala naman eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113940219978971051?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113940219978971051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113940219978971051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/shocking-news-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113862223181287664</id><published>2006-01-30T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T04:17:57.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;halata bang nagu-update lang ako pag exteme yung emotions? pag sobrang happy, sobrang lungkot, yung ganun.. hehe.. basta.. go! ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up around a half past ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can’t believe that I’m late again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Put down about a quart of caffine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To start my pulse and thenI grabbed my jeans off the floor and I hit the door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just the same old same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It goes to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When everything’s about to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Started out like any other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just another girl who took my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then she turned around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She took me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just another day that I ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had the best day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can’t say exactly what it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She’s not the usual type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She wore a cowboy hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With her red Prada boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And a Gwen Stefani smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then she pulled out a pen and surprised me when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She wrote her number on my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then she was gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But from now onI’m gonna be a different man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Started out like any other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just another girl who took my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then she turned around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She took me downJust another day that I ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had the best day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess it goes to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You never really know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When everything’s about to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Started out like any other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just another girl who took my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then she turned around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She took me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just another day that I ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Had the best day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;puro 'she' pala.. palitan niyo na lang.. HE.. hehe.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;YES... &gt;",&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113862223181287664?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113862223181287664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113862223181287664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/halata-bang-nagu-update-lang-ako-pag.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113819812624732714</id><published>2006-01-25T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T06:16:01.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;balik suicidal effect ulit ang drama ko.. ang hirap pala ng ganito noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;feeling ko tuloy ang stupid.. bakit ganun.. ang gulo-gulo.. hindi ko na talaga alam.. sa mga nangyayari pa ngayon.. arrgghh.. ewan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang sakit nung feeling na umasa ako, nagpaasa[YATA] at in the end, wala ring naging happy.. saklap noh? ganun yata talaga ang life.. tragic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PWEDE NA BA MAGPAKAMATAY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WALA NAMANG PIPIGIL SA AKIN DI BA? ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113819812624732714?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113819812624732714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113819812624732714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/balik-suicidal-effect-ulit-ang-drama.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113802179907313914</id><published>2006-01-23T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T05:17:55.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ito ay aking sinulat nang hindi na naman ako nakinig sa trigo kanina...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  naramdaman kong nag-vibrate ang cellphone ko. "1 message received" daw. galing kay ray, inaantok na rin daw siya. sa kasamaang palad, hindi na ako naka-unli. tapos hindi pa ako nakakapagload. hindi tuloy ako nakasali sa text marathon ni karen, ray at ivra habang nagkaklase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  sobrang nakakafrustrate ang araw na 'to. umaga pa lang, na-sense ko na 'to. tama ba namang 6:00 ng umaga na ako nagising? usually, ganung oras ay paalis na kami ng bahay. na-late din kasi ng gising si mommy, delayed kami ng 1 hour. eh ayun, hinatid pa namin si mariel sa school. second time na na hindi ako umabot sa assembly. nakakaloka, pero at least hindi ako late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  di ko natapos yung portfolio ko sa filipino so hindi muna ako magpapasa. frustrating pa yung scores ko sa periodic tests. sa tle lang talaga ako natuwa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  ang dami ko pang dapat gawin pero bakit ito pa ang inuuna ko? next time na ulit ang flashback, dami nang nangyari since nasira ang computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  meron palang nangyari na kung ordinaryong araw siguro ay matutuwa ako. twice pa yun huh. kaya lang sadyang bad trip effect yata ako. sana nga bad trip effect lang ako kaya hindi ko na-feel yung nangyari. ang stupid ko kasi. pinabayaan kong maging ganito ka-lala yung situation. akala ko masaya. akala ko okie na rin. eh hindi rin pala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PWEDE NA BA MAGPAKAMATAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  eng-eng, hindi pa. marami ka pang dapat gawin. sana matapos mo man lang yung portfolio na sinimulan mo. di bale kahit di ka umabot ng prom. wala ka namang date eh. [haru...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o ayan yun. kaya hindi umaasenso yung trigo ko eh, di ako nakikinig. nood kayo ng only you! 2 weeks na lang. abangan niyo rin yung commercial ng cadbury. la lang, cute eh. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113802179907313914?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113802179907313914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113802179907313914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/ito-ay-aking-sinulat-nang-hindi-na.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113661908688790096</id><published>2006-01-06T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:35:11.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;last song syndrome ito.. ewan ko kung ito talaga ang feel ko ngayon.. pero lately ko lang na-realize na maganda pla siya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Stick Wit U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ohhh.. Oh Oh.. I don't wanna go another day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I'm telling you, exactly what is on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Seems like everybody is breaking up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And throwing their love away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But I know I got a good thing right here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That's why I say (Hey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't wanna go another day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I'm telling you, exactly what is on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;See the way we ride, in our private lives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ain't nobody gettin' in between &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want you to know that, you're the only one for me (one for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(What I'm sayin' is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And now, ain't nothing else I can need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And now, I'm singing 'cause you're so, so into me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I got you, we'll be making love endlessly I'm with you (baby I'm with you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Baby you're with me (baby you're with me, higher)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So don't cha worry about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;People hanging around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They ain't bringing us down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know you, and you know me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And that's all that counts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So don't cha worry about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;People hanging around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They ain't bringing us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know you, and you know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And that's, that's why I say (Hey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u (come on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;**ano ba talaga?**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113661908688790096?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113661908688790096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113661908688790096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-song-syndrome-ito.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113661478077970840</id><published>2006-01-06T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:22:58.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;naalala ko na pala yung favorite part ko dun sa blue moon. nakalimutan ko kasi kahapon kaya hindi ko na-post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;may part kasi dun na pinuntahan ni manuel si corazon[yung si jennylyn]. tapos may sira yung roof something. tapos nag-volunteer siya na ayusin pero ayaw ni corazon kasi bisita daw siya dun. tapos ayun. parang sinabi yata niya na love niya si corazon. basta parang ganun. pero sabi ni corazon, alam naman daw nila pareho kung sino yung love talaga ni manuel[yung isang corazon, si pauleen]. tapos sabi niya aayusin niya ang lahat. eh di ayun na. kinasal na sila. tapos after nung wedding effect scene, pinakita yung inaayos na ni manuel ung bubong. tapos after some time, drama mode si corazon. isang gabi na umuulan, lumabas siya sa kwarto nila. pag labas niya, may sira na naman yung bubong so naglagay na naman siya ng something na sasalo nung raindrops. ayun. tapos sabi niya, "sabi mo aayusin mo ang lahat". ayun, natuwa ako. ang galing nung connection. literal at hindi at the same time. ang galing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hindi na ako depressed o the highest level. slight na lang. hindi dapat malungkot, bad yun. at sa kaiisip ko, sumakit na yung ulo ko. pero okie lang kasi nalinawagan naman ako. at na-realize kong tama si lao. kahit sa simula naguguluhan ka, alam mo naman talaga kung ano yung sagot eh. masaya na ako kahit papano. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pero hindi ko pa rin papalitan 'to. brutal pa rin. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113661478077970840?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113661478077970840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113661478077970840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/naalala-ko-na-pala-yung-favorite-part.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113655373026811003</id><published>2006-01-06T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:24:01.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;suicidal pa rin.. depression ito.. pero hindi na to the highest level.. high level na lang.. haayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;natuwa naman ako dahil kahit papano ay napasaya ako ng araw na ito.. yung mga joke effect nila kaninang umaga.. yung cabbage, fox at goat ni mark.. yung iq test effect ni joselle.. yung "attitude is 100%" ni jonas.. yung ten horses ni ray.. yung suicidal kingdom at fake coins ni rickey.. yung pagka-brutal ko daw sa mga comment ko kay jonas.. suicidal daw talaga.. maghintay na daw ulit ako ng death threat.. hehe.. pero astig pa rin yung maze ni joselle.. wahaha.. kaya lang ni-lock yund daan papunta sa kutsilyo.. napunta siya dun sa.. haayy.. never mind na lang pala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nanood kami ng blue moon.. karen, arvi, miguel, leslie.. si janine at mikhail din pala.. pwede na rin.. di ganun ka-ganda kasi feeling ko hindi likely.. pwede ba namang yung true love eh yung parang panakip-butas lang nung simula? i don't think so.. natuwa lang ako dun sa idea na nagkita pa rin sila after ilang years.. kaya lang ang weird, di naman siya ganun ka-love nung guy nung start pero nung nagkita sila ulit, parang love na love na niya.. true love only happens once in a blue moon.. nakakafrustrate ang mga happy endings ng love stories.. haayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sabi ni karen, mukhang hindi daw love ang nafi-feel ko.. kasi ang love dapat nagpapasaya sa'yo.. so bakit depressed ako? tama nga siguro.. pero wala akong magawa.. sabi pa niya, bawat second na lumipas, importante.. uhm.. so ilang seconds meron sa two months? di ka ba naman mabaliw nun? tagal di ba? haayy talaga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hindi naman ako marunong magbasa ng utak ng mga tao eh.. mahirap ba intindihin yun? hindi ako manghuhula.. hindi ko na pipiliting intindihin ang mga hindi ko talaga kaya intindihin.. nauubos naman ang pasensya di ba? pwede sumuko pag hindi na kaya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ang drama noh? pero blog ko 'to.. kaya walang magulo.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;para happy naman.. happy birthday, ray! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lagot.. binalik na ni leslie yung scissors ko.. pero wala yatang silbi yun.. bili niyo naman akong purple na cutter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113655373026811003?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113655373026811003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113655373026811003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/suicidal-pa-rin.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113646896895797232</id><published>2006-01-05T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T05:49:28.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hindi niyo naman maiintindihan kahit sabihin ko eh.. hindi ko rin alam kung paano ipapaliwanag.. eh kung may nangyayari kaya? kahit ano.. para lang malaman ko kung ano dapat gawin? hindi ko na talaga alam.. kasi.. ang gulo.. waahh.. ayoko na.. utak ba ang dapat sinusunod? wala na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113646896895797232?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113646896895797232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113646896895797232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/hindi-niyo-naman-maiintindihan-kahit.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113646745499035325</id><published>2006-01-05T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T05:24:14.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;sorry.. suicidal ako ngayon.. wala sa sarili.. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113646745499035325?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113646745499035325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113646745499035325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113625587405416043</id><published>2006-01-02T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:43:31.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nakalimutan ko pala i-share yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;after 10 years, nakausap ko ulit si lao. pinakamataga na usap yata namin yun so far, 4 or 5 hours yata. basta, ang tagal. so ayun, kwento naman ako sa mga nangyari. kwento rin siya. naiyak ako sa sinabi niya. at feeling niya siguro "bigger" brother ko siya. [hehe, joke lang!] kasi naman, na-confirm ko sa kanya yung feeling ko. eh siguro, kung may mga taong naiintindihan yung takbo ng utak ko, isa siya sa mga taong yun[flattened naman!]. parang ang tagal na kasi niya akong kilala, alam nga niya pag nagsisinungaling ako eh. [yung pag di ko sinasabi kung ano talaga yung feel ko.] so ayun. na-confirm ko na nga. at nakakainis yung thought na naisip kong baka nga tama siya, ayoko lang aminin. [hala, hindi niya pwede mabasa 'to!] plus the fact na guy siya, tama nga siguro siya. may sinabi pa siyang "yan yung mga pamatay, esther eh!". something like that. comment niya yun nung nagkwento ako ng isang bagay na ginawa ko. feeling ko okie lang sa kanya. bakit ganun, ang weird. parang mas natuwa pa siya dun. tsk, tsk, tsk. so na-realize kong mali na yung ginagawa ko. feeling ko mali. bad. hindi pwede. ang sama talaga. kaya ngayon, iwasan na. oh, no.. bakit ngayon pa? akala ko lilipas, pero bakit parang ang tagal? nakakainis tuloy. ayoko na nga magsalita. obvious na yata kung ano yung sinasabi ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tama na. tapos na yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;birthday ni dad kahapon. kumain kami ng dinner sa craving's sa metrowalk. kainis, walang roast beef. fave ko pa naman yun. haayy.. buti na lang natuwa ako sa dessert-sansrival. kakatuwa, ang daming nuts. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kaya lang di ako nakanood ng &lt;em&gt;only you. &lt;/em&gt;ang saklap. pero okie lang. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ano kayang mangyayari bukas sa school pag pasok ko? hala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ayan, tama na. oras na para gawin ko yung mga dapat kong gawin. by that, i mean, tapusin na yung mga sinimulan ko. kasi naman, paunti-unti. mamaya dito, tapos lipat doon. hindi kaya ganun din yung ginagawa ko sa reality? ay, tama na talaga. oras na para i-organize ang sarili. alisin na sa utak ang mga di muna dapat iniisip sa ngayon. haayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;current worry: ang dami kong falling hair. lagot talaga. masisira ang career. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;last song syndrome: don't love you no more(i'm sorry) ni craig david. lss lang yan huh, hindi theme song ng buhay ko. waiting in vain pa rin ang drama ko. haayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you get the feeling na ang gulo-gulo ng utak ko ngayon? ang sabog ko.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113625587405416043?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113625587405416043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113625587405416043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/nakalimutan-ko-pala-i-share-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113625179041226747</id><published>2006-01-02T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T17:33:44.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the following is an excerpt from an article by andrew benedict sy &lt;/em&gt;["my 24 red candles"]&lt;em&gt;. nabasa ko sa inquirer. natuwa ako, sana matuwa rin kayo. and dami niyong mapupulot dyan. ü&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Since it seemed unfair that a one-year-old would have the same number of wishes as me, I decided to make as many wishes as there were candles on my imaginary birthday cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish we would stop complaining about the things we don't have and start being thankful for the things we have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish cotton-candy clouds, fairies, elves and fanciful unicorns existed in the hearts of those whose candles far exceed mine in number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish people had two voices, so that not only the mind could be heard, but the heart as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish we would stop wearing masks to hide our imperfections. Our weaknesses remind us that we are human, and conquering them defines who we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish people would stop dwelling on the 'what' and try to understand the 'why' of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish I wouldn't see another 'gentleman' offer his seat to a pretty young lady standing at the opposite end of the LRT coach instead of to the slightly overweight single mom standing in front of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish I could refrain from laughing at other people, but instead laugh with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish people would smile when they are really happy and cry when they are sad, instead of doing the opposite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish everyone would learn to enjoy more of the things life has to offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish for a pill that cures indifference, the epidemic that hits countries besieged by problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish people would stop using religion and faith as an excuse to be lazy and remain unproductive, bearing so many children who will do their work for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish we stop blaming the politicians for all our current predicament but instead look a little closer to home.. Who voted these politicians to power anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish people would stop treating memories, morals, responsibilites, virtues, and philosophies like trendy clothes-something to put on when they're still 'in' and discard when they're no longer fashionable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish for the most sought-after wish of all: more wishes. (Hey, I felt I needed to try.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish for a world free from the gigantic walls we built around ourselves, the walls of sexism, racism and other isms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish for money, since financial freedom means more time to pursue passions and dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish I won't see another soul cry again just beacause a person dear to him/her forgot how we are all connected. People are like pebbles in a lake-when you move, youe send out ripples that are felt by others, specially the ones closest to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish men would act like men instead of animals. As the old Filipino saying goes: 'Madaling maging tao, mahirap magpakatao.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish I could get back all the days, hours and minutes I have wasted on useless things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish people would find the strength to help themselves before asking help from others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish I would spend time doing things than dreaming them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish for a magical machine that transforms useless things to valuable ones, like tears to acceptance, regrets to treasured memories, sorrows to epiphanies and hate to unconditional forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish for a cell phone that beeps each time I take soemthing for granted, to remind me of the things that are truly important. It should also have an unlimited memory, so that I would never have to delete another 'Thank you', 'How are you?' and 'Take care.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish I could fly, leap into tall buildings, shoot lasers from my eyes and have the strength of a thousand men, without having to wear that blue spandez suit and crimson underwear. (That's just me exercising wish no. 9.)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so ayun. sana may napulot nga kayo. something to think about dahil new year naman.. hehe.. ;p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113625179041226747?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113625179041226747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113625179041226747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/following-is-excerpt-from-article-by.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113619798842971468</id><published>2006-01-02T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T02:33:08.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Heart Is Pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/pink.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you like to play innocent - even though you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;Each time you fall in love, it's like falling for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: Coy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky first date: Picnic in the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream lover: Is both caring and dominant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you bring to relationships: Romance&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Color Heart Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sana purple na lang.. or violet.. or lilac.. or lavender.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113619798842971468?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113619798842971468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113619798842971468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/your-heart-is-pink-in-relationships.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113586877824863442</id><published>2005-12-29T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T17:37:16.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4324/1700/1600/fireworks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4324/1700/320/fireworks1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;uuwi na naman kami ng pampanga tomorrow. baka after new year na ang balik namin. so dahil patapos na ang year.. [inspired by leslie's blog]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito na ang 15 REASONS KUNG BAKIT MASAYA ANG 2005 KO:&lt;br /&gt;1. masaya at kumpleto pa rin ang family ko.&lt;br /&gt;2. natapos rin ang 2nd year. struggling pa rin ako through 3rd year.&lt;br /&gt;3. nakilala ko ang iii-berzelius. dito ko nakilala ang ilan sa mga pinakamabait at mapagkakatiwalaang tao sa mundo ko. mahal ko ang mga yan ;p&lt;br /&gt;4. nakilala ko ang 3rd year teachers ko. natuwa ako sa iba, nainis sa iba, pero natuto naman ako so thankful pa rin dapat.&lt;br /&gt;5. nanalo ang section namin nung sabayang pagbigkas.&lt;br /&gt;6. lumipat ng school si lao pero tuloy pa rin ang communication. yun nga lang, di na siya ang unang nakakaalam ng mga kadramahan ko. pero okie na yun. naging mas close naman kami ni kamille nung nawala si lao. kaya lang mas mahal pa rin niya ang volleyball. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7. inabuso ko ang TXTNONSTOP ng globe. sulit na sulit ang pera ko sa kanila. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;8. close pa rin ang umali people. di pa rin nagkakalimutan ang beloved barkada ko.&lt;br /&gt;9. naging masaya yung outing nung dalton people.&lt;br /&gt;10. natuwa at nainis ako nung ymca. [long story, ayoko na mag-explain further.]&lt;br /&gt;11. nawala si past. pero na-realize kong mas masaya siyang friend. galing, noh? to think na akala ko dati mamamatay na ako. [i know, oa ako..]&lt;br /&gt;12. na-tense ako sa extempo sa english at workshop sa filipino. pero tapos na yun. buhay pa naman ako eh. at minsan lang yun mangyayari sa buhay ko. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;13. mas naging close kami ni brother[biboy]. kasi naman, sa masci na siya. so nagkakaintindihan na kami. may karamay na ako sa drama. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;14. ang dami kong pooh items na natanggap this year. pinakamarami so far. [kasi two years ko pa lang naman favorite si pooh.. haha..]&lt;br /&gt;15. nakilala ko si &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;danikko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. yun pa lang kumpleto na ang taon, di ba? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, nung nasa middle part ako, parang wala na. tapos nung tapos na, ang dami ko pang naisip. next time na lang siguro yung iba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko sana mag-mention ng mg special people kaya lang baka magtampo effect yung mga hindi ko ma-mention. kaya para sa lahat na lang:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thank you po at ginawa niyong masaya ang 2005 ko. lalo na yung mga smart subscribers, baka hindi ko kayo ma-text kasi pang-globe lang yung unli. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so ayun. happy new year, everyone! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113586877824863442?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113586877824863442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113586877824863442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2005/12/uuwi-na-naman-kami-ng-pampanga.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113586681599208143</id><published>2005-12-29T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T06:33:36.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gummy Bears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/gummy-bears.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be smooshie and taste unnatural, but you're so darn cute.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Candy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gummy bears! wow, fave ko yun.. ang saya naman.. hehe.. sabi sa inyo eh.. wag na kasi kayo kumontra.. cute talaga ako.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113586681599208143?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113586681599208143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113586681599208143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2005/12/gummy-bears-you-may-be-smooshie-and.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113583373781015611</id><published>2005-12-28T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T21:30:33.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  teka, bakit ba ako naiinis?! ano ba ang nakakainis dun?! sino ba siya sa buhay ko?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  bakit kasi binasa ko pa yung friendster profile? ang kulit ko talaga. ayan, nainis lang ako. wala namang kabutihang nagawa sa buhay ko. haayy... eh hindi naman ako dapat mainis. bakit, sino ba siya?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  kasi naman eh. paranoid na nga siguro ako. ang weird talaga. hindi ko ma-explain pero naiinis ako sa kanya. &lt;em&gt;at hindi talaga dapat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  waaahh! ang bad ko. mali 'to, mali 'to, sobrang mali. teka, ano ba ito?! ang gulo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  curious ka? sorry, wala akong pagsasabihan kung sino itong &lt;em&gt;"siya"&lt;/em&gt; na ito. di naman siya importante, ewan ko ba kung bakit part siya ng buhay ko eh hindi naman dapat. sino ba siya?! eh ano naman sa akin kung siya yun?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  haayy... mali 'to. wait, ilang araw lang siguro lilipas din 'to. &lt;em&gt;mali talaga 'to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113583373781015611?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113583373781015611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113583373781015611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2005/12/teka-bakit-ba-ako-naiinis-ano-ba-ang.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113583191782845621</id><published>2005-12-28T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T20:51:57.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hair Should Be Pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/pink.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyper, insane, and a boatload of fun.&lt;br /&gt;You're a traveling party that everyone loves to follow.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink daw dapat ang hair color ko. nakakaloka naman. gusto ko na yung hair ko. i love my hair. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113583191782845621?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113583191782845621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113583191782845621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-hair-should-be-pink-hyper-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113583177137544217</id><published>2005-12-28T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T20:49:31.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you tend to be a bit selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fickle and tend to fall out of love easily. You bounce from romance to romance.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mali yung last part. i don't "tend to fall out of love easily" kaya. nyahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113583177137544217?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113583177137544217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113583177137544217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-you-are-in-love-you-take-while-to.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113583162879445704</id><published>2005-12-28T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T20:47:08.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is comforting. You crave a relationship where you always feel warmth and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang galing, pero i'm not afraid of marriage naman. oh well, sa future pa naman yun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113583162879445704?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113583162879445704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113583162879445704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2005/12/keys-to-your-heart-you-are-attracted.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113582980053217519</id><published>2005-12-28T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T20:16:40.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Friends Only&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/friends-only.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, you're not really ready for a relationship right now.&lt;br /&gt;And you prefer to keep things platonic, for now.&lt;br /&gt;That's not to say that one of your friends could be dating material.&lt;br /&gt;You're just taking a break for now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;parang tama 'to. galing, noh? na-shock nga ako eh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113582980053217519?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113582980053217519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113582980053217519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-ideal-relationship-is-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113582958679198424</id><published>2005-12-28T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T20:13:06.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Angry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/angry.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not an angry person.&lt;br /&gt;But when you don't get your way, watch out.&lt;br /&gt;Like a very manipulative kid, you will get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it takes a little kicking and screaming.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;para ba talaga akong bata? nakakaloka naman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113582958679198424?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113582958679198424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113582958679198424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-inner-child-is-angry-youre-not.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113530656951525157</id><published>2005-12-22T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T18:56:09.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ito na yung official list ng officers ng MARCO POLO [flavor club daw sabi ni joselle]. wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FOUNDER: ralph [strawberry]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PRESIDENT: joselle [chocolate]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;VICE-PRESIDENT: ray [apple, [feeling- dapat burnt rice siya eh. hehe.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SECRETARY: esther [grape]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CONVENOR: danikko [mint]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SPEAKER: miguel [vanilla]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OUT OF ORDER: sally [watermelon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PANG-GULO: rickey [chico]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TAONG SULOK: abychu [coffee]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ON VACATION: arvi [cherry]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;FLOWER GIRL: karen [milk]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BALLOON BOY: jarold [orange]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ayan na. gusto ko naman magpasalamat sa mga sumusunod na tao para sa gifts nila: [special ang mga 'to, pooh yung gifts nila eh ;p]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nialyn [mug at hanky]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;ray [stuffed toy]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;miguel [pillow]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;leslie [pillow ulit]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;sally [clock]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;danikko[stuffed toy ulit]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you! tuwa talaga ako. at thank you din dun sa iba. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pauwi na kami ng pampanga today. sa sunday pa balik ko. haayy... globe pipol, text niyo naman ako. sayang ang unli. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18217113-113530656951525157?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113530656951525157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113530656951525157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2005/12/ito-na-yung-official-list-ng-officers.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113521852311562183</id><published>2005-12-21T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T05:17:46.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ito na. update na talaga 'to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;flashback po: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;november 23, wednesday&lt;br /&gt;* demo sa filipino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;* film fest [nanood ang bear people nung mga past videos namin- sabayan, mga presentation sa filipino, project nung group nila jarold sa comsci, etc.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;* moment sa auditorium [ung chuva nung nagkakabit kami ng letters dun sa stage. tapos ang kulit ni sally, paulit-ulit yung dr.ed.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;november 24, thursday&lt;br /&gt;* preparation for ymca&lt;br /&gt;* briefing ng moronic director para sa shooting ng &lt;em&gt;colors of love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* star yung name tag namin, orange yung ink nung name ko [share ko lang]&lt;br /&gt;* ang kulit nung sa cotton thingy, nakakabaliw pero ang cute&lt;br /&gt;* may moment ba? ay, meron. dahil kay karen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;november 25, friday&lt;br /&gt;* shootings nung stop overs&lt;br /&gt;* shooting sa bus [yung ka-chuvahan lang. to karen: tama bang ex ng cameraman lagi yung description sa akin?]&lt;br /&gt;* bonding kami ni arvi sa bus [kasi naman, kulang yung seats! 3 kami dun, kami ni arvi plus si karen]&lt;br /&gt;* crying moment ni karen sa bus [ibulgar ko daw ba? hehe. kasi di niya pa sinasabi naiyak na kami ni arvi]&lt;br /&gt;* di ko madala yung bag ko kasi ang bigat&lt;br /&gt;* wish sa brigde [ang saya nito, kaya lang di ko nagawa]&lt;br /&gt;* parang roller coaster ride nung nasa zigzag road na [ang daming gumugulong na bottle ng mineral water]&lt;br /&gt;* jammin' sa bus [astig, nakakatuwa, di nga lang ako nakatulog dahil dito]&lt;br /&gt;* slow-mo yung driver&lt;br /&gt;* moment sa bus [mga 2 minutes? basta, sandali lang yun]&lt;br /&gt;* mga nakakawindang na announcement ni arvi [sisinga daw siya, sino daw may napkin]&lt;br /&gt;* room mates ko: sally, joselle, arvi, karen&lt;br /&gt;* yung mga kachuvahan ni joselle dun sa dresser namin [90% nung mga gamit dun sa kanya, kikay stuff]&lt;br /&gt;* yung stagnant water sa room na hindi namin malaman kung paano aalisin&lt;br /&gt;* wala akong bed kasi dapat 4 lang sa isang room [pinagdikit-dikit namin yung beds. pag tulog ko dun ako kay sally at pag gising naman, na kay arvi na ako]&lt;br /&gt;* hinintay namin mag-12 kasi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;november 26, saturday&lt;br /&gt;* birthday ni jarold [pinuntahan pa namin siya sa room. siya dapat yung masusurprise pero nabaliktad]&lt;br /&gt;* ang cute nung hair niya kapag basa pa [hihi]&lt;br /&gt;* breakfast sa mcdo&lt;br /&gt;* text marathon namin ni nialyn habang may mtap sila&lt;br /&gt;* shooting ulit&lt;br /&gt;* start ng drama. ang mga kasama ko na lang: joselle, karen, ray, miguel&lt;br /&gt;* ang first ever at traumatic boat ride ko [kasi naman eh, basaan na, muntik pa kami tumaob. buti na lang pang-sea games ang level ni ray, galing mag-paddle]&lt;br /&gt;* picture taking&lt;br /&gt;* biking [di marunong si joselle, nag-bubbles na lang kami tapos si miguel yung nag-bike]&lt;br /&gt;* feeling bata kami nun eh. mga binili namin: bubbles, balloons, ice cream. si joselle banana q&lt;br /&gt;* lunch sa tokyo tokyo [kasama namin si nina nun]&lt;br /&gt;* bumili kami ng red na jacket na gift para kay jarold&lt;br /&gt;* moment sa door&lt;br /&gt;* parang headquarters yung room namin. favorite tambayan yata.&lt;br /&gt;* so tinuruan namin sila ng tamang pagkatok. dapat i-recognize muna namin sila bago pumasok.&lt;br /&gt;* pang-iintriga ni kuya randolph&lt;br /&gt;* cutie sightings!&lt;br /&gt;* commissions [e team kami- kasama ko si kuya enrico at erielle]&lt;br /&gt;* kami naman gumulo sa room nila ralph, miguel, ray at ashley&lt;br /&gt;* marco polo ni ray, ralph, arvi at jarold [audience ako, si joselle at si miguel]&lt;br /&gt;* drama sa room namin [award-winning line ni karen: 'walang lalabas sa kwartong 'to hannga't di natin 'to naaayos...']&lt;br /&gt;* girl bonding sessions bago matulog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;november 27, sunday&lt;br /&gt;* di ako nakasimba&lt;br /&gt;* presentations ng different schools [di kami kasali- joselle, miguel, arvi, ray, ralph, ashley. mga pasaway na bata]&lt;br /&gt;* pang-iintriga pa rin ni kuya randolph [dahil sa laptop. sabi pa niya: 'maka-nina pala siya...']&lt;br /&gt;* sana nakinig kami sa talks&lt;br /&gt;* marco polo! astig yung moves ni ray, sea games talaga ang level&lt;br /&gt;* flavor club? [tama ba, joselle? next time na yung official list ng officers ng marco polo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;november 28, monday&lt;br /&gt;* gawa ng resolutions [bad trip yung mga ka-commission ko]&lt;br /&gt;* salamat at na-approve yung resolution namin&lt;br /&gt;* lakan at lakambini [ang galing ni kuya alfred!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** note: di ko na sure yung last 2 days. parang mixed-up na yan eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;november 29, tuesday&lt;br /&gt;* shopping day&lt;br /&gt;* namulubi ako&lt;br /&gt;* tumawag pa ako sa bear people para magtanong ng gusto nilang pasalubong [buti pa yung iba, eh si leslie strawberries daw, demanding!]&lt;br /&gt;* picture taking habang papunta sa good shepherd para bumili ng ube&lt;br /&gt;* moment ulit sa bus dahil sa marco polo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan na yung mga chuva sa baguio. ito yung iba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 5, monday&lt;br /&gt;* closing ng sea games. astig yung fireworks, ang ganda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 10, saturday&lt;br /&gt;* nanood kami nung camelot [ang panget]&lt;br /&gt;* bonding ng bear people. sa dami namin, di kami nagkasya sa studio. disposable camera na lang ang drama namin&lt;br /&gt;* moment sa touch screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 15, thursday&lt;br /&gt;* christmas party&lt;br /&gt;* natuwa ako dun sa egg catching something na game. akalain niyong marunong pala ako sumalo [hehe]&lt;br /&gt;* ang cute ng girl band, skirt ang drama namin&lt;br /&gt;* ang cute nung gift ni nia for exchange gift! [pooh na mug at hanky]&lt;br /&gt;* natutuwa ako sa mga tao&lt;br /&gt;* bonding ulit ng bear people sa rob&lt;br /&gt;* nahirapan ako umuwi. sinundo pa ako ni dad, kasama ang buong family [try niyo magdala ng 3 paper bags na puro gifts]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time na ulit. may pinapagawa pa mom ko. haayy... ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/18217113-113521852311562183?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113521852311562183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113521852311562183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2005/12/ito-na.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18217113.post-113516717210086057</id><published>2005-12-21T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T05:18:55.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ayan. so finally, may post na rin ako dito. [galing noh, masabi lang na may post ako. ;p]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;tomorrow na lang yung mga kachuvahan talaga sa life ko. kasi naman, tinatamad ako. ang labo noh? wala kasi ako ng half day dito. di tuloy ako nakatulog ng hapon[ulit]. ayun, kainis. christmas party kasi nila daddy. di naman sa boring dun, kahit papano naman eh natuwa ako dahil may gifts na naman. [hehe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'll be good from now on. i swear. feeling ko ang bad ko na. tapos malapit na ang christmas. baka hindi ako regaluhan ni santa. [hihi ;p]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;intindihin niyo na lang. hahanapin ko pa yung tao na pagkukwentuhan ko nung drama ko. [hehe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hay... tomorrow na, promise.&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/18217113-113516717210086057?l=hunnyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113516717210086057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18217113/posts/default/113516717210086057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnyangel.blogspot.com/2005/12/ayan.html' title=''/><author><name>[aNg cUte kO] ;p</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
