<?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-25714669</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:45:20.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>semi-self mutilation</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-8084339714754712547</id><published>2007-06-11T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T20:48:25.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oyea</title><content type='html'>matagal tagal na rin ang nagdaan bago ako nagpost uli dito sa blog ko.. since marami ng gumagamit ng multiply ngayon medyo sumabay ako.. but still i like to post here ng mga insights ko kesa sa multiply. Andami nang nangyari ngaun na na hindi ko naisulat, nakita ko nga sa blog counter ko na madami ng dumaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of school, grabe katakot na, parang nakakapagod isipin na u have calculus, analytic geom, advanced p6, advanced chem na iisipan habang nagpreprepare sa mga college entrance exams. PARANG GUSTO MO NG IWANAN MUNA ANG SCHOOL PARA TODO PREPARATION SA UPCAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh..... share ko lang mga courses ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP Diliman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. BS Architecture&lt;br /&gt;.. B Landscape Architecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP Pampanga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. BA Psychology&lt;br /&gt;.. Business Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ung second choice ko na UP university wala lang,, hinulaan ko na lang un.. kc gs2 ko lang talaga architecture e wala namang ibang Up na meron kaya hula mode na lang ako.. pra magkaroon lang haha.. SANA MAKAPASA AKO! natatakot na ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to take other entrance exams sa ibang universities which are DLSU and UST. Wala na kong balak magbayad ng 500 pesos sa entrance exam sa ADMU kasi wala namang architecture dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just changed my theme sa multiply account.. bago na rin ung banner na nandun.. nagtry lang ako maganimate ng onti pag-aaralan ko pa ung ibang effects.. mejo mabgal nga lang magload pero cute naman ciya mejo hindi ko nga lang naestimate uli. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stephunk.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;http://stephunk.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mas prefer ko pa rin kc magwala dito kesa sa multiply.. prang napakalantaran kc dun tpos pati ung mga lolo't lola ng mga contacts mo nabibigyan ng notice ang weird nga. Tska mas napapansin kasi ung mga pics dun, hindi katulad dito na puro texts lng tlga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nagmood swing n naman ako,, haha.. as usual kaya na siya nabago pero parang ang dami ng nagbagong nakakapanbago talaga.. ayoko lang magelaborate kc ayoko nga ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LANTARAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not a celebrity, parang maging showbiz uli ang buhay ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;may nabasa ako sa isang google ad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why are peoples' &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;GREATEST DESIRES&lt;/span&gt; so shallow?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;oo nga naman, mejo tinamaan ako dun, pero totoo naman mababaw tayo, naisip ko rin kasi ung mga mas malalim na bagay un ung mga nakikita at nararamdaman natin lagi pero ayon mas gusto mo pa ring abutin ung mahirap abutin. MAkulit talaga ang mga tao. &lt;strong&gt;WE ARE MATERIALISTIC&lt;/strong&gt;, ayon na rin sa binasa naming text last week, buti pa mga aliens nakakaapreciate sila pero tayong mga tao ang hirap nating makontento.&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/25714669-8084339714754712547?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/8084339714754712547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=8084339714754712547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/8084339714754712547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/8084339714754712547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2007/06/oyea.html' title='oyea'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-38007991224172736</id><published>2007-03-26T18:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:36:48.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touch a girl</title><content type='html'>It's always a boring day... summer is just around the corner and I'm really excited next school year, now that it is confirmed that I will not be deliberated this year.. yay.. actually, they keep telling me that I'll still stay (i'm a natural paranoid, what do you expect?) hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I almost cry yung iPod ko kasi nabaliw tapos nagstuck yung screen kala ko nasira na, my beautiful day was ruined w/ the incident.. nakakatawa kanina sa library and since iPods have sealed cases wala akong magawa kundi hintayin maubos yung battery buti na lang namatay siya at naubos yung battery as in super drain.. ok lang basta nabuksan uli.. akala ko uubusin ko na yung pera ko sa pagpapagawa nun.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've receive my reviewers today ang dami inaantok nga ako basahin.. basta I'm excited na sa College.. I want to enter Ateneo de Manila University.. super! kaya lang nung nasira yung iPod ko for hours parang nawala ambition ko.. although it may sound funny pero I really do.. I love my iPod so much, more than my wallet and ATM card. I promised to myself not to overuse it again and I'll double my care for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I have a lot of things to accomplish this summer including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Whiter skin tone&lt;br /&gt;2.)Clearer skin&lt;br /&gt;3.)College tuition fee (I'll just ask my lola to give me my tuition hehe :P )&lt;br /&gt;4.)Review.. review.. and review&lt;br /&gt;5.)Bible camp (I'm not very religious but I love their camps)&lt;br /&gt;6.)&lt;strong&gt;normal body mass index&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my last post, bati na kami ni tubby hindi namin natiis hehe.. saya sya.. labyu tubby! dami activities ngayon ang sarap umabsent hehe... baka last week na rin namin 'to together bago ako magbakasyon galore! I'll miss him so much.. and also my mom I miss my mom so much, birthday pa man din niya sa april.. nakafrustrate talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pa pala nanalo si Mart &amp;amp; Kris kagabi sa Starstruck saya! they are my favorites kaya I'm so happy that they won &lt;strong&gt;Ultimate Love TEAM&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;It's really hard to live, but I'm ambitious I'll make my life perfect. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;do you care what's on my mind? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-38007991224172736?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/38007991224172736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=38007991224172736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/38007991224172736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/38007991224172736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2007/03/touch-girl_26.html' title='touch a girl'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-8921362929037644706</id><published>2007-03-26T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:33:49.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touch a girl</title><content type='html'>It's always a boring day... summer is just around the corner and I'm really excited next school year, now that it is confirmed that I will not be deliberated this year.. yay.. actually, they keep telling me that I'll still stay (i'm a natural paranoid, what do you expect?) hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I almost cry yung iPod ko kasi nabaliw tapos nagstuck yung screen kala ko nasira na, my beautiful day was ruined w/ the incident.. nakakatawa kanina sa library and since iPods have sealed cases wala akong magawa kundi hintayin maubos yung battery buti na lang namatay siya at naubos yung battery as in super drain.. ok lang basta nabuksan uli.. akala ko uubusin ko na yung pera ko sa pagpapagawa nun.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've receive my reviewers today ang dami inaantok nga ako basahin.. basta I'm excited na sa College.. I want to enter Ateneo de Manila University.. super! kaya lang nung nasira yung iPod ko for hours parang nawala ambition ko.. although it may sound funny pero I really do.. I love my iPod so much, more than my wallet and ATM card. I promised to myself not to overuse it again and I'll double my care for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I have a lot of things to accomplish this summer including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Whiter skin tone&lt;br /&gt;2.)Clearer skin&lt;br /&gt;3.)College tuition fee (I'll just ask my lola to give me my tuition hehe :P )&lt;br /&gt;4.)Review.. review.. and review&lt;br /&gt;5.)Bible camp (I'm not very religious but I love their camps)&lt;br /&gt;6.)&lt;strong&gt;normal body mass index&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my last post, bati na kami ni tubby hindi namin natiis hehe.. saya sya.. labyu tubby! dami activities ngayon ang sarap umabsent hehe... baka last week na rin namin 'to together bago ako magbakasyon galore! I'll miss him so much.. and also my mom I miss my mom so much, birthday pa man din niya sa april.. nakafrustrate talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pa pala nanalo si Mart &amp; Kris kagabi sa Starstruck saya! they are my favorites kaya I'm so happy that they wont &lt;strong&gt;Ultimate Love TEAM&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;It's really hard to live, but I'm ambitious I'll make my life perfect. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;do you care what's on my mind? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-8921362929037644706?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/8921362929037644706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=8921362929037644706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/8921362929037644706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/8921362929037644706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2007/03/touch-girl.html' title='touch a girl'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-3949111615634273552</id><published>2007-03-18T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T11:13:48.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girlfriend</title><content type='html'>Our semi-finals is finally over, and all I got was spanking low grades, I dont care as if that is not normal hehehe.. Many things happened this week including the walk-out moment of my bestfriend which upsets me lot. I hate him! tapos hindi man lang tamaan ewan ko na lang sa kanya from Planet Pluto ata yun napakainsensitive.. to add more spice WE ARE BESTFRIENDS! sabi nga sakin ni Paula masyado daw kasi kaming close that he expected na kakampihan ko siya lagi.. i dont get it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cute-spot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Visit Cute-Spot.com!" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/cute-spot/cute-spot/sayclubs/girl-dolls1/8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And because of that, ang lungkot ko tuloy tapos nagalit ako kay tubby.. I grew up a loner so if someone is enthusiastic about my problem I find them weird and irritating. I must be so shallow pero somehow it helps me to be strong, well I am strong &lt;strong&gt;super&lt;/strong&gt;! and because of this we ended up deciding that we should have a &lt;u&gt;cool off&lt;/u&gt; (tama ba?) . I hear this word almost everyday so when he suggested it, I quickly said yes just to cut the crap because I dont want to force myself to be happy and I dont want him to see how I distort my life because of this someone. Although I always love to try new things and be best at everything I do, I'm a girl who hates complexities. So when I put all this things together..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the equation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;studies + family + friends (s***!) + him&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;= disaster (run for cover)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;after exams:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friends (s***!) + him = i could still be plastic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;weekend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;him = moment sa phone (thanks vimi!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;before we end up our last conversation we have conditions like we'll still call each other to say goodnight, and ndi nya ko kakauspin sa Ym. Yung una ginawa ko 1 time and since nung ginawa ko yun ang lungkot ng boses niya kaya hindi nako tumawag uli.. sorry! ala lang naisip ko lang kasi malapit na birthday ng baby bro ko, c JD, we used to have plans sa birthday niya eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cute-spot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Visit Cute-Spot.com!" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/cute-spot/cute-spot/sayclubs/girl-dolls1/18.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE GOOD SIDE (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cute-spot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Visit Cute-Spot.com!" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/cute-spot/cute-spot/sayclubs/girl-dolls1/11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the night of our cool off I wonder if it is really fate but I saw my grade school crushes.. they still look cute but they are not my type anymore except my former crush in LACO. We went to Jollibee Cityhall with Jen, Edward and Joanna and then I saw him. He have changed a lot, he grew taller, and more handsome(?). Anyway, Jenielle also thinks that he looks better now. Kilig, I dont know if he could still remember me pero masaya..kaso marami siyang kasamang girls tapos mukhang close sila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although, he looks better now one thing have never changed from the day I first met him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE IS STILL THE GAY I'VE LIKED BEFORE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You! I dont like your girl friends! I could be your girl friend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-3949111615634273552?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/3949111615634273552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=3949111615634273552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/3949111615634273552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/3949111615634273552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2007/03/girlfriend.html' title='girlfriend'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-9092086100613212</id><published>2007-03-13T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T15:16:32.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Types of Girls</title><content type='html'>Actually, I just want to share what I've read over the net, this is quiet long but I'm sure it's a good read.. hehe.. The bolded texts are the descriptions I think I am.. wahaha.. except for the colored one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 types of females!&lt;br /&gt;1. Ms. Gold-Digger&lt;br /&gt;Advantages&lt;br /&gt;a. You have some one to manage your money.&lt;br /&gt;b. She always looks good.&lt;br /&gt;c. She makes your other friends jealous.&lt;br /&gt;d. She makes you look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;a. When you get broke she'll be gone and take what you have left.&lt;br /&gt;b. She makes sure she has a child by you to sue you for child support.&lt;br /&gt;c. Once your friend comes up she'll be on his arm the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ms. Freak (secret lover)&lt;br /&gt;Advantages&lt;br /&gt;a. She knows all the right positions.&lt;br /&gt;b. She'll try everything more than once.&lt;br /&gt;c. You're never unsatisfied.&lt;br /&gt;d. She'll do all the things your girl won't do.e. She doesn't mind being your freak, as long as she catches one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;a. Eventually, because she's a female, she'll end up catching feelings.&lt;br /&gt;b. She starts to act like she's your "main".&lt;br /&gt;c. She f**ks wit ya boy and acts like you're in the wrong for telling her that she's a freak.&lt;br /&gt;d. Eventually her s**t gets old. And you need a replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Ms. Independent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advantages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. You don't have to worry about buying her anything. She got it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b. She's intelligent, sassy, confident and determined.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c. She's great for (business) conversation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d. She keeps it real and has goals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e. She knows how to please a man.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disadvantages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. She will continuously let you know, that she can handle it on her own.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b. She will eventually say f**k you and get a d**do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c. She will consider you as another one of her play toys, or goals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ms. Dyme&lt;br /&gt;Advantages&lt;br /&gt;a. She's top of the line.&lt;br /&gt;b. She stays looking like a fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;c. She has the body of a goddess with the face to match.&lt;br /&gt;d. She considers herself a "model"&lt;br /&gt;e. Gets you hard whenever you see her.&lt;br /&gt;f. All the girls envy her, but she doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;a. She's superficial. She cares only about her looks.&lt;br /&gt;b. She honestly lacks confidence and will annoy you about the way she looks.&lt;br /&gt;c. She's probably dumb as hell and if she's not her personality is dry.&lt;br /&gt;d. You have to constantly keep your game up because every friend is gonna try to get her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ms. Tomboy&lt;br /&gt;Advantages&lt;br /&gt;a. She's cool and laid back.&lt;br /&gt;b. She'll be willing to play rough with you.&lt;br /&gt;c. Of course, she loves sports.&lt;br /&gt;d. Her body is athletically divine.&lt;br /&gt;e. She's easy to talk to and fun to be around.&lt;br /&gt;f. She's a diamond in the rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. She'll remind you too much of your friend.&lt;br /&gt;b. She might not want to change her appearance.&lt;br /&gt;c. She might actually beat you in basketball, football and track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ms. Ghetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantages&lt;br /&gt;a. She's not afraid of any other female or male. She will fight to keep you.&lt;br /&gt;b. She's down for you. She'll be there to bail you out of jail.&lt;br /&gt;c. She always stays fresh.&lt;br /&gt;d. She can cook up a storm. She can make the best out of a bad situation.&lt;br /&gt;e. She keeps it real and keeps you satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;a. She doesn't know how to act in public.&lt;br /&gt;b. Your mama can't stand her.&lt;br /&gt;c. You get into a fight with her every other second.&lt;br /&gt;d. She's willing to fight another girl for looking at you or her PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;e. Her weave colors are distracting and her vocabulary is minimal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ms. Good Girl&lt;br /&gt;Advantages&lt;br /&gt;a. She's always there for you.&lt;br /&gt;b. She's intelligent, classy, kind, sweet and cool.&lt;br /&gt;c. Your mother loves her.&lt;br /&gt;d. You can see yourself falling in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;e. You are her first everything.&lt;br /&gt;f. She makes you feel like a man.&lt;br /&gt;DisadvantagesShe's an A or B situation either:&lt;br /&gt;A. You're not gonna get any until ya'll are married or&lt;br /&gt;B. She said she's never done that - she said she's never tried - she's sitting there telling a muthaf*kkin' lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Ms. Main&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advantages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. She is the one you respect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b. She probably may know about the others but might not care.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c. She has all the qualities you want in a female.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d. You've been with her forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disadvantages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. She starts getting very suspicious and calls you every moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b. She will devise a plan to catch you in your act and then kick your ass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ms. Psycho&lt;br /&gt;Advantages&lt;br /&gt;a. She's fun and spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;b. She's down to earth.&lt;br /&gt;c. She loves you unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;d. Everything about her is too good to be true. So everyone loves her.&lt;br /&gt;e. She makes you feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;a. Don't you break up with her. She will stalk your ass.&lt;br /&gt;b. She keeps pictures of you everywhere and knows everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;c. She can manipulate the hell out of you.&lt;br /&gt;d. She will consider herself wifey even if she may just be that chick on the side.&lt;br /&gt;e. Fu**in' with her can make your life a living hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ms. I have a Man&lt;br /&gt;Advantages&lt;br /&gt;a. She may have a man but she'll mess with you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;b. She looks good.&lt;br /&gt;c. You have an intense night of passion with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;a. She'll always come crying to you about the problems with her man.&lt;br /&gt;b. She'll get you caught up and then leave you anyway for her man.&lt;br /&gt;c. If you piss her off she'll get her man to come beat your ass.&lt;br /&gt;d. She'll unofficially make you her man once she gets pissed off at her real man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Ms. Tease&lt;br /&gt;Advantages&lt;br /&gt;a. She's tempting and a nice piece of eye candy.&lt;br /&gt;b. She's intelligent, athletic, respectable and SEXXXXXXY.&lt;br /&gt;c. She knows how to turn you on without touching you.&lt;br /&gt;d. Everything she does is just so sensual.&lt;br /&gt;e. She can bring you to that point and make you wait to get it.&lt;br /&gt;f. Every time you see her you catch a mini orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;g. Every guy wants her because she's so mysterious and that makes you want to get her first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;a. NO matter what you think or do you never get it.&lt;br /&gt;b. She probably has a long distance boyfriend somewhere that you will never know about.&lt;br /&gt;c. She gets you hard and leaves you like that. (Unbearable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. MRS. RIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advantages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. She is not sexy, fine, or a dyme she is Beautiful and therefore encompasses all of these descriptions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b. She is intelligent, sassy, funny, outgoing, determined, strong and classy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c. She can cook or at least order a meal that is just like your mother's.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d. Her personality is just as beautiful as her body.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e. She believes in God and follows his virtues.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;f. She knows that a relationship requires a 200% quota yet she gives her man an extra 10%.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;g. She can please her man in anyway. Mentally, Spiritually, and Sexually.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;h. She makes you recognize your full potential as a man and completes you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i. She's always there for, no matter what your dreams are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;j. She's not afraid to tell you the truth and set you straight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k. You can talk to her and confide in her, she's your best friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;l. You love being around her more than your boys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m. You can share your most intimate moments with her without sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n. You can have a bad argument with her and have the BEST Mind Numbing and passionate love making fest ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o. She's always willing to find a way to work out your problems and will often take most of your *bleep*. But she's also intelligent enough to leave.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p. She's nothing like any other girl you've met. She's your woman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disadvantage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. You've probably met her, or had her in your life but got too consumed with all the other types that you let her go! You'll spend the rest of your life kicking yourself in the ass and settling for one of the 11 other females mentioned above! YOU'RE A DAMN FOOL FOR THAT!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-9092086100613212?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/9092086100613212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=9092086100613212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/9092086100613212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/9092086100613212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2007/03/types-of-girls.html' title='Types of Girls'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-2184016228882146341</id><published>2006-12-23T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T14:31:38.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>december</title><content type='html'>It was our last school day this year yesterday, December 22. Our classes will resume this coming January 2, the day after New Year' Day, I'm studying at a public Science H.S. so I need to. Yesterday, I won 160 pesos for deal or no deal, wahaha.. it's really tensing to play that game although i dont care if I'll win or not. After our christmas party we went to Robinson's Manila which probably the best Year end gig with my friends (huh??). Well, together with me are Jan, Paula, Ranil, Jenielle and Earl. Actually, I spend most of my time with Earl and it's our second time to do so w/ only the 2 of us(after 14 months). We played Dance Revo the one whose using hands to play and went to Starbucks to spend a lot of money drinking Fraps and eating Cake tortes which is very expensive but I really enjoy it. And then we walk and walk... after that my back aches so bad and I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friends' gifts for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hilera CD - actually its the gift that Mike gave me for our exchange gift. I really love it so much, I've heard all the songs today. The lyrics are plain and straight to the point but the rhythm and effect are fine. 2 thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 3 novels (the Valkayries, The miss and the prym and The little Prince) - I haven't finished yet reading the Coelho novels but I've finished The Little Prince today, and its very touching so simple yet commendable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. bracelets - I looked like Jolina yesterday because of many bracelets in my right hands wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. message in a bottle - weirdo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. mug - nice cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. pony tail - :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. red t-shirt - I've always hated red and I hate jorelle for giving me that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. etc. - thanxs for the other gifts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is not all about gifts but it could make you temporarily happy when your not in the mood. I'm spending my Christmas in Pampanga again and I'm looking forward for many gifts hehe.. It's the family bonding that counts.. I wont be able to use pc again but I know its worth it.. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** I forgot to take pics ahaha... next post!Enjoy your vacations! ciao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cute-spot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Visit Cute-Spot.com!" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/cute-spot/cute-spot/couples/15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cute-spot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Visit Cute-Spot.com!" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/cute-spot/cute-spot/couples/14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Visit Cute-Spot.com!" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/cute-spot/cute-spot/couples/32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cute-spot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cute-spot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cute-spot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cute-spot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-2184016228882146341?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/2184016228882146341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=2184016228882146341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/2184016228882146341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/2184016228882146341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/12/december.html' title='december'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-8764891517467635367</id><published>2006-12-21T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:33:45.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does Love need a Reason......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010935939921303938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvANLX0iBV8/RYprsDM_WYI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jvSEJ_km3Sk/s320/d65.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a lady when having a conversation with her lover, asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady : Why do you like me..? Why do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man : I can t tell the reason.. but I really like you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady : You can t even tell me the reason... how can you say you like me? How can you say you love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man : I really don t know the reason, but I can prove that I loveU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady : Proof? No! I want you to tell me the reason. My friend's boyfriend can tell her why he loves her but not you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man : Ok..ok!!! Erm... because you are beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because your voice is sweet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you are caring,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you are loving,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you are thoughtful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of your smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of your every movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady felt very satisfied with the man s answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met with an accident&lt;br /&gt;and went in comma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guy then placed a letter by her side, and here is the&lt;br /&gt;content:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of your sweet voice that I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can you talk? No! Therefore I cannot love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of your care and concern that I like you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you cannot show them, therefore I cannot love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of your smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of your every movements that I love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can you smile? Now can you move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, therefore I cannot love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love needs a reason, like now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason for me to love you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does love need a reason? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I still love you... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-8764891517467635367?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/8764891517467635367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=8764891517467635367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/8764891517467635367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/8764891517467635367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/12/does-love-need-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvANLX0iBV8/RYprsDM_WYI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jvSEJ_km3Sk/s72-c/d65.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-1189502684993813781</id><published>2006-12-10T12:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T13:07:55.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uhm.. It is really cold today, isn't it? I hope Tropical Typhoon Seniang wont pass Metro Manila cause I dont want to experience another day w/o electricity. Anyway, nothing special happened today, nothing more special than talking to my co-HALERS (I love them! they are so kind). I already know the address of Champ (thanks to Ate PAULA! *hugs*) maybe if I have time I'll try to visit them (wahaha! feeling naman ako). It is so funny to talk to Ate Rosette nakakatuwa yung mga banat niyang baliw na kahit marape ata siya ni Sheldon hindi siya papalag. Dami kong nakilalang Haler dahil sa conference sayang lang online daw si Kuya Sheldon kaya lang hindi siya sumali sa amin. I hope I'll be able to go to their gigs pag walang pasok para mameet ko yung mga co-Halers and makabili din ako items ng Hale. Nababaliw na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a self confessed Hale Addict!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAIL to HALE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm excited to see their next video entitled Hide and Seek actually its one of my favorite songs in Twilight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Behind the scenes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-33.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-33.slide.com&amp;channel=8466227&amp;cy=ms&amp;il=1" width="300" height="262" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=8466227&amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=17&amp;at=0&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-33.slide.com/p1/8466227/ms_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=8466227&amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=17&amp;at=0&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-33.slide.com/p2/8466227/ms_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-1189502684993813781?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/1189502684993813781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=1189502684993813781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/1189502684993813781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/1189502684993813781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/12/uhm_9839.html' title=''/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-7855690513376787828</id><published>2006-12-08T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:33:45.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haute Havoc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvANLX0iBV8/RXllvgf-0ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X20gI_Onyc4/s1600-h/454325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006144327651348882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="197" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvANLX0iBV8/RXllvgf-0ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X20gI_Onyc4/s320/454325.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking in an aisle of nothingness and wandering in the surface of the cruel and judgemental world it must have been a great mistake to be alive. Many people of today wished and hoped for other people's misery and how they could revenge and blame into others their unexpected lost. Innocence? As of today, it is only present to babies or should I say 6 years and below children. Sooner or later, they'll mature and as they grow up they'll turn into silent killers or assassins. &lt;strong&gt;Nobody is excempted&lt;/strong&gt;. Everyone lies, everybody kills, nobody is perfect and no one grows old naive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Abortion? This is a mismatch fight between the child and his parents. Parents or the preoccupied people who forced them to do so, the living demons on the surface of the earth. I don't always get the point of this stuff. Angels, as GOD always thought of them are dying uncontrollably, in our world today angels are found nowhere or merely prohibited. But of many situations that happen in our lives sometimes we quickly decide and assume the worst results than the best gift that may come. Everything happens for a reason. Have they ever thought of the happy things that could happen like waking up with your child embracing you or spending a boring day with the special someone who is from your flesh kissing you. Conscience is always the enemy of the most prominent sin, STEALING. As you walk along the side of streets imagining the ghost of your cursed child, it must've been great guilt in your eyes and a nightmare as you fall asleep. Of course, its the last time you can see them cause angels go to heaven and demons go to hell. And then you'll realize that "I know my child loves me and I love him too, but then it came to soon so I decide quickly, if only I know it wont end like this". Or you'll see him in your dreams telling you "I've always love and I can't wait to be with you but you killed me". Resentment is always at the end. It's never too late as they always say but 'IS IT NEVER TOO LATE?'. I dont know but for whatever it is dont take other's life if you want to take yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abortion is killing.Killing is frightening. Frightening is headache. And Headache is pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&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/25714669-7855690513376787828?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/7855690513376787828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=7855690513376787828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/7855690513376787828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/7855690513376787828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/12/haute-havoc-walking-in-aisle-of.html' title=''/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvANLX0iBV8/RXllvgf-0ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X20gI_Onyc4/s72-c/454325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-8572179417287980678</id><published>2006-12-03T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T13:14:10.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dec.3</title><content type='html'>It has been a long weekend for us and I miss school (really??). Maybe I'm just not really into super light moments cause after 3 years of full loads a sudden change is not easy. Anyway, I'm going to Mall of Asia again to watch the dolphins and Ice Skate coolness. I watched Hale yesterday and Champ is very energetic wahahaha.. I hope there will be bands performing in MOA (of course bands which I like) but if there is none dolphins are cool anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what pop in my mind I suddenly thought of GOD. As my schoolmates, friends and families notice I'm a pagan like or Atheist whatever. When I was young I used to go to Sunday Schools and lessons but as I grow up, my faith blow out and disappear with just a wink ahaha.. Many things influence me and since I've always love Science I always want evidences, experimentations and conclusions. I must admit that I admire scientists like Albert Einstein and Marie Curie more than God. I can't even imagine how God looks like. But as a christian we should unquestion God. Recently, I've thought of many miracles in my life (thanks to Paulo Coelho novels and to Tubby for always irritating me). Of course, I dont notice it katulad din ako ng iba yung mga nagdadasal lang pag may kailangan tapos narealize ko ngayon na palagi ako pinagbibigyan but then after all this gifts you won't see me turn back and thank who gave it to me. I've grown arrogant and megalomaniac all I want is take everything for granted masarap nga naman kasi ang ganong buhay. I like to share my experience last sembreak when I went to Nueve Ecija to spend vacation it was 9 pm and my lola asked me to go to our Tito's house anlayo layo nung bahay as in kailangan mong maglakad straight tapos right tapos straight uli tpos left naman e ung mga bahay dun halos kada bahay may aso and yung mga gate nila bukas. I fear dogs a lot as in marinig ko lang sila I'm shivering with fears. Wala naman ako magagawa kasi yung lola ko may pagkamadrama kaya tinuloy ko naisip ko I'll try to pray lets see if it'll work and then I pray. I know it sounds funny pero yung mga dogs hindi lumapit sakin and I thought of that my most memorable miracle nakakatawa talaga. Yun muna for now ang haba ng post ko, ahaha.. peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes we only appreciate those we see visibly ignoring the little things that help us to be alive.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-8572179417287980678?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/8572179417287980678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=8572179417287980678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/8572179417287980678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/8572179417287980678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/12/dec3.html' title='dec.3'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116435954474203198</id><published>2006-11-24T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:15:34.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3024</title><content type='html'>Friday again another tiring week passed.. it is a big surprise that many people go to my senseless blog and that's cool.. anyway, we still dont have our Movie adaptation which will be presented this coming thursday and if ever we still dont have it until wednesday I think, Mr. Navarro will pull us up and automatic 70 on our project WOW! that is so high..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just come out to my mind to post something about love.. I don't know since this afternoon my bf went to our school and as usual he left not in a good mood and its my fault again... I'm always not in the mood and always insensitive about the things around me and no matter how much I think to do what I'm supposed to do, I just cant manage to do so. I keep on singing Take my Hand by Callalily, looking at our room's clock wishing its our dismissal, thinking of things to do and very problematic about academics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the elementary poem that I'm talking about w/ my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Its 10 min before 9 a.m. and its my zoology class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Time passes slowly and I hope it is the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Our lesson for today is about Class Arachnida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;specifically Order Araneae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Wodering what it is about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This is the class of spiders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Spiders with 8 eyes and 8 walking legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The number 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When described it is just 2 circles which coincide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When kinders count, the number that comes after number 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Write it in landscape and you'll see infinity, the symbol used in Trigonometry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Applying it in Chemistry, 8 valence electrons are needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;to make an element stable as humans believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I could see it everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A simple reminder of someone when I'm looking at the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm still suffering from great confusion.. I dont know what's wrong with me why I always do those things and it is a great change that I'm not in a state of panic.. I dont know kung galit siya bahala na pero wala pa naman akong nararamdaman.. whatever.. I didn't promise anything.. but for whatever I'm sorry na rin.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;winking under the moon.. wishing that the shooting star shows me the fire in the sky..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116435954474203198?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116435954474203198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116435954474203198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116435954474203198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116435954474203198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/11/3024.html' title='3024'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116376861695168296</id><published>2006-11-17T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:03:36.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nov.17</title><content type='html'>Another tiring week is over and its less tahn 40 days before Christmas. This afternoon is our issuance of card ahaha.. Nothing special happened except for extending the time of preparation for our movie adaptation. I'm still suffering from flu and severe cough which really make me miserable but kind of helpful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after 5 days or more I changed my blog skin again ahahaha my mood swings again and because of Chubby's comment and pagiging atat napabilis ang pagpalit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday I took this picture which I look fatter than I usually look, I guess its true that short hair really makes a person look fat.. I also wrote a poem at the same day but unfortunately I left it at school thanks to my stupidity ehehe.. it is just about the number&lt;strong&gt; 8&lt;/strong&gt; maybe I'll post it next time. It is just an elementary poem caused by drownsiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/short%20hair.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/320/short%20hair.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116376861695168296?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116376861695168296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116376861695168296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116376861695168296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116376861695168296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/11/nov17.html' title='nov.17'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116332997074277518</id><published>2006-11-12T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:28:05.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nov.13</title><content type='html'>I just finished changing my blog skin its pretty dramatic but it shows what I'm really feeling right now.. anyway I did not go to Myx Mo yesterday but I'm not depressed cause I know I will just bumped to other rockers and there will be no opportunity for me to go near the artists and have pictures with them so whats the point of going?? but still I'm looking forward for other events. OPM bands really rock!! I love the music industry nowadays it is so alive. This coming friday is our releasing of cards and I'm really thinking of reasons to explain my failing grades and I'm really beating my brains out to know a very valid reason for that but still that is still unknown.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I open my Friendster account I went to the bulletin board and I saw a post about guy facts and one of them is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When a guy is quiet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is listening..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really?? in some ways to me when he is quiet he's mad or he is not interested.. wahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116332997074277518?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116332997074277518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116332997074277518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116332997074277518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116332997074277518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/11/nov13.html' title='nov.13'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116297765660690195</id><published>2006-11-08T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T17:20:56.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nov.8</title><content type='html'>It's been 6 days had passed after I last posted.. my computer is broken again as always and I'm too lazy to rent a computer wahaha.. Anyway my sudden post is about my failing grades wahaha.. my Physics grade from 89 to 84 what a doom?? SO it means that I will not go to MYx Mo huhu.. since it will be held on CCP opengrounds many people will come and surely if I'll go I'll just smell the odor of people who came and eventually siksikan to the max.. many things happened and I dont want to post it all, I'm making my life a lil personal (nyekZ! bsta un n un!) para kasing pinagsisigawan ko na daw mga gingawa ko pati pagbili ko ng G-tech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+sa bingit ng isang paalam+&lt;br /&gt;sa isang tingin ko lang..agad ko nang napuna..sa likod ng iyong ngiti..at kung paano ka tumitig sa kin..&lt;br /&gt;tuland ng unang bituingiyong matatanaw..sa nag-aambang dilim..buong ningning pa rin kahit makain..&lt;br /&gt;kinakailangan nga bang magtuos?wala tayong dapat simulan..ako'y kaharap mo't nandito ngayon..sabihin kung naguguluhan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sa isang paalam lang ba lahat magtatapos?sa isang saglit lahat malilipol..&lt;/strong&gt;di ko mahahayaan na walang magagawa..ayaw kitang lumuhang nag-iisa..&lt;br /&gt;pasensya na't ako'y muling nauutal..bumabagal ang pintig..bumibigat ang laman ng aking dibdib..hayaan mong hawakan ko ang iyong kamay..upang mapawi ang lamigng init na nararamdaman..&lt;br /&gt;kailangan nating isiping lubos..ano nga ba ang dahilan?san nga ba tayo nakatuon?kung meron lang akong pagkakataongsabihin sayo ang lahat..&lt;br /&gt;maya-maya'y di na rin magtatagal..matatapos ang gabi'tand nagdaa'y di na mananatili..saan nga ba tayo nakatuon?ano nga bang ating dahilan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-I dont know-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hera_nehp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116297765660690195?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116297765660690195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116297765660690195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116297765660690195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116297765660690195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/11/nov8.html' title='nov.8'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116246799086423514</id><published>2006-11-02T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T19:46:30.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nov.2</title><content type='html'>After 10 days I finally go back  to school actually I'm not excited. Its an empty day and worthless, the teachers maybe are lazy and we did nothing except from watching ANNA and THE KING which is somewhat cool but deep and lessons which were slightly discussed by the teachers. When it is already time for our Physics class I've seen my G-tech refill will sooner be insufficient for our lectures so I asked Jan if he like to come with me and buy a new refill as always its fine with him. I'm not feeling the foods in our school so I just ate junk foods and cola hahaha.. after watching anna and the king its already our dismissal which is earlier than the usual. We went to Grand Central and we ate at Pizza Hut (as always) and asked Jan to go to the department store to buy Hilera's album but unfortunately they still dont have it so I just decided to buy Transit CD the album of Spongecola which if ever will be next after I buy Hilera's album. I love the cover and design of the album.. even before I really love the song TULIRO &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wahaha.. nakakarelate kasi ako.. lalong lalo na kina ..... , .... , .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana di muna ako umuwi ang saya ng buhay sa Clark, almost paradise wohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anung nadarama tuwing makikita kang dumarating&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TULIRO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, di malaman ang gagawin at walang sinumang makakapigil sa akin at wala nang ibang makapagbabago ng aking isip sa iyo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**hera_nehp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116246799086423514?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116246799086423514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116246799086423514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116246799086423514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116246799086423514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/11/nov2.html' title='nov.2'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116158253015560881</id><published>2006-10-23T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T13:48:50.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tatsi</title><content type='html'>oyea the start of my sembreak and my last before I go to Pampangga for vacation. I passed my projects this morning excluding computer cause I dont really know how to do it. I'm still worried about my grades. Anyway, Pampangga is uhmmm not as civilized as we are so it means no techies to fool around the whole day. POOR ME!! anyway a week w/o my grandmother is a great reward ahahah.. I'll miss pc and telephone calls of course I can't call my friends its long distance all ready.. I'll miss tubby wawa naman kami hindi na kami naguusap ng personal talaga.. hayz!! hirap talaga.. I changed my music sa blog as you can see its Long way 2 go.. I really love the song, I can relate talaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lyrics of Cassie's Long Way To Go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;I love it when they try to get intimate&lt;br /&gt;Even thoguh they know I really ain't into it&lt;br /&gt;(You're not into it?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not into it&lt;br /&gt;I already know they game and I've been through it&lt;br /&gt;See I buy my own bags, my boots, my jeans&lt;br /&gt;Wear La Rok with my Rebel Yell underneath&lt;br /&gt;You wanna step to me?&lt;br /&gt;Said you gotta' long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;(Rock wit me now)&lt;br /&gt;Hook:&lt;br /&gt;Claim that you're so hott and you say you got skills in the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;You try to flirt when you're so not&lt;br /&gt;Had a chance you still never come through&lt;br /&gt;You say you wanna come see me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz' you know you're girlfriend wanna be me (uh)&lt;br /&gt;I'ma tell you why you can't&lt;br /&gt;Said you gotta long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;Say you wanna love me ?&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Wanna love me?&lt;br /&gt;Wanna touch me?&lt;br /&gt;Think twice cuz' you gotta long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how to act&lt;br /&gt;You betta' fall back&lt;br /&gt;It's like that cuz you gotta long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;It's not that deep&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy&lt;br /&gt;You wanna please me?&lt;br /&gt;Got a long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;I'ma bad girl&lt;br /&gt;You wanna get close?&lt;br /&gt;Ease up cuz you gotta a long way-&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;I love it when they try to gat scandalous&lt;br /&gt;Even though they know they really can't handle it&lt;br /&gt;( They can't handle it?)&lt;br /&gt;They can't handle it&lt;br /&gt;Try and take me out to dinner I cancel it&lt;br /&gt;If you really wanna know me first of all&lt;br /&gt;You should never try to get to personal&lt;br /&gt;Cuz' I meant it when I said&lt;br /&gt;That you gotta long way to go&lt;br /&gt;Hook:&lt;br /&gt;Claim that you're so hott and you say yo got skills in the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;You try to flirt when you're so not&lt;br /&gt;Had a chance you still never come through&lt;br /&gt;You say you wanna come see me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz' you know you're girlfriend wanna be me (uh)&lt;br /&gt;I'ma tell you why you can't&lt;br /&gt;Said you gotta long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;Say you wanna love me ?&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Wanna love me?&lt;br /&gt;Wanna touch me?&lt;br /&gt;Think twice cuz' you gotta long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how to act&lt;br /&gt;You betta' fall back&lt;br /&gt;It's like that cuz you gotta long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;It's not that deep&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy&lt;br /&gt;You wanna please me?&lt;br /&gt;Got a long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;I'ma bad girl&lt;br /&gt;You wanna get close?&lt;br /&gt;Ease up cuz you gotta a long way-&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Claim that you're so hott and you say yo got skills in the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;You try to flirt when you're so not&lt;br /&gt;Had a chance you still never come through&lt;br /&gt;You say you wanna come see me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz' you know you're girlfriend wanna be me&lt;br /&gt;Said you gotta' long way to go&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: Wanna love me?&lt;br /&gt;Wanna touch me?&lt;br /&gt;Think twice cuz' you gotta long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how to act&lt;br /&gt;You betta' fall back&lt;br /&gt;It's like that cuz you gotta long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;It's not that deep&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy&lt;br /&gt;You wanna please me?&lt;br /&gt;Got a long way 2 go&lt;br /&gt;I'ma bad girl&lt;br /&gt;You wanna get close?&lt;br /&gt;Ease up cuz you gotta a long way 2 go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Exams were over and I have not really low grades but it is low that's why Im still nervous. Anyway, i want to formally introduce my 2 months or more than 2 crush &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tatsi Jamnague&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the rhythm guitarist of Callalily. My friends dont know him so whoever reads this here is Tatsi the other pic is with the vox of craeion that's the reason why I hate Casper so much, I've read a lot of article about them darn they dont look good together. (This is my blog!!no comments please)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/tatsi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/320/tatsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/tatsiwcasper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/320/tatsiwcasper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116158253015560881?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116158253015560881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116158253015560881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116158253015560881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116158253015560881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/10/tatsi.html' title='tatsi'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116107283141463998</id><published>2006-10-17T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T16:16:36.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our second periodical exams started this day and pretty good results for me except for Physics which is a really hard subject. I'm never good in Physics so when I got a whooping 89% in my report card I was like "Is this for real??" Hope I'll pass just an 85% will do. Tomorrow exams will be MAPEH, ENGLISH, and ZOOLOGY I'm still not in the mood to review so I just waste my time taking pictures. We still have lots of requirments to pass including the essay and we still need to finish our adopt-a-country. Hope we will win I'm desperately needing it especially the grade. Here are the pictures sorry for the blemishes I cant do anything about that. ciao! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/101720062582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/101720062582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/101720062586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/101720062586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/101720062572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/101720062572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/101520062523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/101520062523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/101520062523.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/101720062575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/101720062575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/101720062579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/101720062579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/101720062575.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/101720062575.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/101720062572.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116107283141463998?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116107283141463998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116107283141463998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116107283141463998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116107283141463998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/10/exam.html' title='exam'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116089521136657126</id><published>2006-10-15T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:53:31.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skin</title><content type='html'>Finally, I'll use this blogskin for a month, I've been changing blogskins since Monday but I cant pick any. And then I randomly select this skin and I love it.. black and pink oyeah!! Anyway, I could start making my filipino project now. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116089521136657126?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116089521136657126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116089521136657126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116089521136657126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116089521136657126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/10/skin.html' title='skin'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116056189400657351</id><published>2006-10-11T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T18:21:21.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>congress</title><content type='html'>Today is our Science Congress, oyeah just the way we expect it to be it turn out a big disaster. Anyway, not so bad for us cause we are the only one's who qualified for Science Congress in our section. The judges were kind of harsh and they have many questions which are clearly stated in our scoop that we didn't tackle it. Many were shock and remain blank when they were ask.. just forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to make our essays today and because of the congress I was unable to make my first 3 paragraphs (I'm not really in the mood). I'm still not finish reading my novel but I'm trying although its really boring and always putting me to sleep. I like that essay project, its just that its too lenghty and pretty much pressured with the deadline because we are only allowed to do it at school. Putting &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adopt-a-country + filipino project + essay + periodical exams = no sleeps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last evening I had this dream of me and tubby. He was 17 that time and I'm 16 yrs. old we are on our college days but still in different schools. Sarah and Paula are still my classmates haha we are inseperable and Sarah is still close to tubby like in our H.S. days sharing problems and secrets. I'm childish at this moment but in my dreams I'm much matured and sweeter than ever. He is still the same, the same tubby that I've known he still talks that way, acts that way, nothing is changing except for he became slimmer oyeah!! I don't know if there is this university here in the Philippines but as I remember there is an escalator on our school. Sarah suddenly rushes in sabi niya sakin "Phen, kamusta naman kayo ni EarL? and I said "Ok lang naman". She said again "Sigurado ka? Mahal mo pa ba yun?" sabi ko "Siyempre anong klaseng tanong yan, bumait na nga ko ngayon eh.." and then Paula joined our talk "Phen kasi marami siyang shota and ung isa mahal na mahal niya sinabi niya sakin". I dont know what's happening he is not saying anything to me and then I ran so fast until I met Kevin on a shelf. I'm crying so hard that you'll think that its the end of the world for me I told Kevin that I dont want to let go and would even understand him as best as I could. When Paula and Sarah confessed to Earl that they told me about the girl (I dont know the name of the girl) he came the next day. I acted like nothing happened being so stupid cause I dont want to let go but everyday I'm crying. Kung kailan kasi naging mabait ako tska nagkaganon.. and then I woke up with tears rushing down my face, hehehe natatakot din pala ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of my dream?? It's pathetic I know but it could happen. In other cases dreams are premonitions just like in novels and some says that dreams are the opposite of what will truly happen. I hope my dream is just the opposite.. &lt;strong&gt;I'M SCARED!! I don't want that to happen I'll just stay still and I will not mature ehehe.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'LL CHOOSE MY FATE AND YOU CANT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116056189400657351?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116056189400657351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116056189400657351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116056189400657351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116056189400657351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/10/congress_11.html' title='congress'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116056180403547540</id><published>2006-10-11T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T18:24:06.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>congress</title><content type='html'>Today is our Science Congress, oyeah just the way we expect it to be it turn out a big disaster. Anyway, not so bad for us cause we are the only one's who qualified for Science Congress in our section. The judges were kind of harsh and they have many questions which are clearly stated in our scoop that we didn't tackle it. Many were shock and remain blank when they were ask.. just forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to make our essays today and because of the congress I was unable to make my first 3 paragraphs (I'm not really in the mood). I'm still not finish reading my novel but I'm trying although its really boring and always putting me to sleep. I like that essay project, its just that its too lenghty and pretty much pressured with the deadline because we are only allowed to do it at school. Putting &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adopt-a-country + filipino project + essay + periodical exams = no sleeps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last evening I had this dream of me and tubby. He was 17 that time and I'm 16 yrs. old we are on our college days but still in different schools. Sarah and Paula are still my classmates haha we are inseperable and Sarah is still close to tubby like in our H.S. days sharing problems and secrets. I'm childish at this moment but in my dreams I'm much matured and sweeter than ever. He is still the same, the same tubby that I've known he still talks that way, acts that way, nothing is changing except for he became slimmer oyeah!! I don't know if there is this university here in the Philippines but as I remember there is an escalator on our school. Sarah suddenly rushes in sabi niya sakin "Phen, kamusta naman kayo ni EarL? and I said "Ok lang naman". She said again "Sigurado ka? Mahal mo pa ba yun?" sabi ko "Siyempre anong klaseng tanong yan, bumait na nga ko ngayon eh.." and then Paula joined our talk "Phen kasi marami siyang shota and ung isa mahal na mahal niya sinabi niya sakin". I dont know what's happening he is not saying anything to me and then I ran so fast until I met Kevin on a shelf. I'm crying so hard that you'll think that its the end of the world for me I told Kevin that I dont want to let go and would even understand him as best as I could. When Paula and Sarah confessed to Earl that they told me about the girl (I dont know the name of the girl) he came the next day. I acted like nothing happened being so stupid cause I dont want to let go but everyday I'm crying. Kung kailan kasi naging mabait ako tska nagkaganon.. and then I woke up with tears rushing down my face, hehehe natatakot din pala ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of my dream?? It's pathetic I know but it could happen. In other cases dreams are premonitions just like in novels and some says that dreams are the opposite of what will truly happen. I hope my dream is just the opposite.. &lt;strong&gt;I'M SCARED!! I don't want that to happen I'll just stay still and I will not mature ehehe.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'LL CHOOSE MY FATE AND YOU CANT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116056180403547540?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116056180403547540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116056180403547540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116056180403547540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116056180403547540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/10/congress.html' title='congress'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116029559210808846</id><published>2006-10-08T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T16:22:46.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jubilant</title><content type='html'>Yesterday is the most unforgettable day of my life. Yesterday I went to SM Mall of Asia as I had said to my yesterday's post. I went to Hale's Album Launch although it is really tiring to wait there for I think 6 hours, it is all worth it. When it's my time to go onstage my heart is beating so fast that I can't even handle my Cd tightly because I'm really nervous. I can't express it very well but I'm very HAPPY. I can't even sleep and eat because my mind is still flying especially when Champ hugged me I was like waa..dont want to let him go. I saw Chino and Cher too they are so cute and kind not like what I expected. I lose the opportunity of having a picture with sheldon because I was in the latter part of the line so the bouncers are so strict not allowing us to get close to them except Champ who is in the side. WAA! my heart is still beating so fast.. Anyway, Chillites(check the spelling) and Hilera.. OMG! Hilera have a bright future they are like the Simple Plan of the Philippines, Im looking forward for their album launch which is on I think this coming Oct.30. Here are pictures for evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/100720062364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/100720062364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/100720062365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/100720062365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/100720062369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/100720062369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taken before Hale perform and the last pic after they perform and I'm on my way to the stage to get my CD and Poster sign by them..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/100720062350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/100720062350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/100720062349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/100720062349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/100720062352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/100720062352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;While they are performing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/100720062376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/100720062376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/100720062378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/100720062378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/100720062377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/100720062377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;On stage closer to Hale..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Anyway this 10 pm will be our ANNIVERSARY.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood: Invincible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/100720062350.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116029559210808846?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116029559210808846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116029559210808846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116029559210808846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116029559210808846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/10/jubilant.html' title='jubilant'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-116020218646642694</id><published>2006-10-07T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T14:41:06.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11</title><content type='html'>Finally, after 2 weeks of delay I've passed my pagenation. Time really flies so fast and after 3 months or less the interns will have to go,, no more Sir JEFF!! huhu.. I hope to see him again. I still have loads of things to do like the filipino and english project adding up the adopt-a-wall.. Anyway, I'm totally&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt; blissful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow is our &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anniversary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! YAY!!! After a year of lokohan ba?? Basta my first boyfriend and I made it this far. ASTIG!! Later I'll go to SM Mall of Asia to watch Hale's album launch. Hopefully I'll have a chance to take pictures with them and have an autograph.. I'll buy their album later wahaha.. buy also their album "TWILIGHT" anyway after their self-titled album's success they continue to create great music , which is evident with their first single from Twilight which is WALTZ. GO HALERS!! Love you!! Love you din TUBBY proud ako sayo kung alam mo lang.. hihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="Visit Cute-Spot.com!" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/cute-spot/cute-spot/sayclubs/couple-dolls2/21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Visit Cute-Spot.com!" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/cute-spot/cute-spot/sayclubs/couple-dolls2/6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cute-spot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Visit Cute-Spot.com!" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/cute-spot/cute-spot/sayclubs/couple-dolls/3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;IN TOTAL BLISS =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-116020218646642694?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/116020218646642694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=116020218646642694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116020218646642694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/116020218646642694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/10/11.html' title='11'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115995099940648533</id><published>2006-10-04T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T16:36:39.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>589</title><content type='html'>&lt;div superadblocker_div_elements="0" superadblocker_onmove_hooked="0" superadblocker_onmouseenter_hooked="0" superadblocker_div_firstlook="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Our computer is broken because of me again. It'll be repaired this coming Saturday huhu.. I still need to wait. I still didn't pass my pagenation, I'm too lazy to do that. Next week or maybe next next week we will have our 2nd Final exams and our Foundation day. Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;4 days to go&lt;/strong&gt;.. hehe.. I have a lot of problems including my filipino project whatever and with my bestfriend.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div superadblocker_div_elements="0" superadblocker_onmove_hooked="0" superadblocker_onmouseenter_hooked="0" superadblocker_div_firstlook="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" superadblocker_div_elements="0" superadblocker_onmove_hooked="0" superadblocker_onmouseenter_hooked="0" superadblocker_div_firstlook="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood: problematic!!&lt;/strong&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/25714669-115995099940648533?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115995099940648533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115995099940648533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115995099940648533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115995099940648533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/10/589.html' title='589'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115959621799395672</id><published>2006-09-30T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T14:11:46.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>klkl</title><content type='html'>4 days without classes yeah that's full of rest.. After 2 days without electricity here comes the blogger posting another entry.. Anyway I still need to make my pagenation (check the spelling, I dont really know how to spell it) darn and still not finish with my novels. I'm listening to Hale's new single waltz all over again and I really like it, its tune is semi twinkle, twinkle with I dont know just judge it yourself. One week to go and alas its our anniversary yay!! I just wish I'll finish my 10 pages pagenation huhu,, help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/092220062200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/092220062200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/092220062201.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/092220062201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/092220062204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/092220062204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/092220062206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/092220062206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I uploaded this pictures just this week, I had this taken long time ago but I always forgot to upload it. Here are picture of a dirty and rebellious looking gal who is irritated and was forcely smile. I'm changing my image, I dont wanna be known for my kikay background, I wanna look more matured so stop incorporating my name with candy like things, ok?? I guess this show my current mood, LOST and IRRITATED.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-115959621799395672?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115959621799395672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115959621799395672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115959621799395672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115959621799395672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/09/klkl.html' title='klkl'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115927915306338384</id><published>2006-09-26T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:59:13.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wohoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAKAPASOK IP NAMIN SA CONGRESS KAHIT PAPANO ASTIG UN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mood: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;extremely happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/25714669-115927915306338384?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115927915306338384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115927915306338384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115927915306338384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115927915306338384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/09/wohoo.html' title='wohoo'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115918060727516621</id><published>2006-09-25T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:36:47.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wild</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;After Intrams here comes Science Week, I'm exhausted because of the extra burdens that the activities give. I still need to read my novel and finish it tonight because we will start to make our essays tomorrow (hmm..). This morning, our corner was a big mess bcoz of the disaster that came last sunday when the galaxy crash in and tear off the walls. Good thing we arranged it before the judging or else better be prepared to fail in Chemistry. I'm really tired &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;IT IS REALLY HARD TO STUDY IN A SCIENCE HIGH SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I hope this will be worth it someday or I'll just kill myself ehehe... preparing for Adopt-a-coun or english month??  anyway whichever of the two there will be surely loads of things to do.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood:&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; TIRED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&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/25714669-115918060727516621?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115918060727516621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115918060727516621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115918060727516621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115918060727516621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/09/wild.html' title='wild'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115866844439067746</id><published>2006-09-19T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T20:20:44.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>landscape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Intrams is almost over and we ranked second for Volleyball girls. Due to pressure 4th year and 3rd year have a little conflict that started nung laban ng Neon and Helium. Both of the year level wanted to win so they use tactics that led to a slight war. Although I'm on the JUNIORS side I just want to clear everything.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;HINDI AKO GALIT SA MGA SENIORS!!&lt;/span&gt; bahala na kung ano gusto niyo mangyari, bahala na kayo. I'll just keep my mouth shut anyway we are in a same school and without a doubt we always meet during our break times. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;STOP THE WAR!!&lt;/span&gt; Don't let a game destroy our relationship... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-115866844439067746?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115866844439067746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115866844439067746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115866844439067746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115866844439067746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/09/landscape.html' title='landscape'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115823655964964616</id><published>2006-09-14T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T20:22:39.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talo</title><content type='html'>After an announcement of postponing the Intrams it was a big surprise when we saw the manila paper posting the schedule of games today. Intramurals this year is not so fun because of the schedules and the attitude of teachers toward this. They keep on giving us loads of things to do although they know that our minds are flying because of our upcoming games.Helium boys played volleyball today and just I expected they lose and tomorrow I'll assure we will lose. The distribution of players is imbalance making the other section on advantage. Anyway, better luck next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing is awful and I really hate it. My best male pal got angry on me and the reason is skin-deep it's not even a problem for me but for him maybe it's a big deal. I don't know what's with him but surely it affects our relationship. After 3 years of being best pals are we coming to an end because of a pizza?? Is he feeling that I'm forgetting him?? Think twice, is there a reason why should i do that? There is non but now I think there is. SOmetimes I just can't understand you, you want the world to be perfectly just the way you want it. I have my own life and what's the point of having a new friend? It will not affect the way I knew you. He don't hate you nor angry with you. He is not doing anything so what's the point of being mad?? Sometimes you're wondering why people act like that towards you, it is simple because your acting peculiar to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hate me, fine. I will not push myself to you. Just always remember that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I tried to understand you more than I do to anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Remeber the first day I talked to you.. you're so lonely and someday I'll see you again like that staring at nowhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-115823655964964616?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115823655964964616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115823655964964616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115823655964964616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115823655964964616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/09/talo.html' title='talo'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115797794329122057</id><published>2006-09-11T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T20:32:23.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intrams</title><content type='html'>Finally, Kuya Art announced that we'll have our Intramurals this week but unfortunately we have loads of things to accomplish which will make it more difficult to do. He asked us to pass our line-up of players and that's really funny especially when Mosa was writing the names of the player because there are 24 players for boys and girls including the substitutes haha.. we are not even enough to have 12 players for each group coz we are only 21 haha..I am not expecting to win coz we lack players and that's really hard. Better luck to other competitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jorelle still have a bronchitis which gave me a chance to bully him. I keep on telling him that I'll use &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Master of the game by Sidney Sheldon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but I'm really not. I'll use &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hitler's Greatest Defeat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I already bought my novel. Poor him, he is not reading my blog.. I'll make him cry, he even looks like crying haha.. poor Jorelle I'll make him cry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-115797794329122057?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115797794329122057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115797794329122057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115797794329122057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115797794329122057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/09/intrams.html' title='intrams'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115781029272131070</id><published>2006-09-09T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T22:17:27.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comeback</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I thought of deleting this blog because I have used multiply which obviously more end user friendly than blogspot. Well, I can say I'm wrong whenever I'm visiting my page it feels like it's very boring to look at it, so much organize. You can see there calendar, video, pics, reviews and many more but I realize it is not necessary to let other people see that. If they want to see your pics you could just use slides or thet could just look at your friendster account, I mean they dont really need to know every minute of your life cause for me they dont really care ehehe.. Blogging is just a way of expressing yourself and that's the reason why most of us blog. And that's what I just want to do to blog. Well here comes the prodigal daughter coming back to blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I'm having a hard time on our english subject because of that novel analysis project although I have found a novel like the story of The House of the Spirits, I'm not sure where will I get it. I chose the life of Hitler and hopefully I could find someone who'll just lend me a book of his life cause I don't really prefer to buy a new one. If you have a book please help me (puss in the boots eyes! haha!) I really need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="332" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/320/2f9f.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spongecola finally realeased there new video and I love it so much I play it I think 10 times a day or 5 times if busy ehehe... They had a concert in Notre and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I am envious to the people who watched it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; they are so lucky. When will our school have a concert like that, I guess that will be a dream cause it seems like our school is an abandon building with good teachers and brainy students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as you can see the signature of the past posts are doubled. I already changed the template setting which i automatically made that for every post that sig will be attached. Before, I put the sig to every post at the end one by one and I think that's impractical cause I have to copy it all over again and i have so many post already and I dont want to edit it one by one just to delete the other sig.. ciao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-115781029272131070?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115781029272131070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115781029272131070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115781029272131070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115781029272131070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/09/comeback.html' title='comeback'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115425537668311830</id><published>2006-07-30T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T18:29:36.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;This probably is my last post here since im moving to multiply.com since it has more features than blogspot ehhe... to all who had linked me kindly change it hihi... &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stephunk.multipy.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thankies!&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/25714669-115425537668311830?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115425537668311830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115425537668311830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115425537668311830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115425537668311830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/07/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115295896698785221</id><published>2006-07-15T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T22:44:50.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Taas Kamay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Long time no post wahaha,, the pasiklaband experience is the best. Grabe nabaliw ako sa mga banda. I can prove that Champ really looks good so as YAel and cute pala si Fundales whaha.. too bad la talaga Urbandub. Ang bait ni Jay as in sa Kamikazee nakakainis Cueshe talaga.. Ok lang sana kahit sino sa 3 banda eh sa 6 cycle, HAle and Bamboo kainis band of the year Cueshe,, but I'm expecting that they'll win coz nung nasa pila kami andaming ewan na Cueshean wahaha.. Ang sama ko but really I hate the band, I know I should just shut up pero I'm just sharing how I really feel, Im really disappointed. It could've been better kung Bamboo na lang coz I think they are the one's who really deserve it. Anyway congrats sa Hale for winning the best pop rock band. Moving on we have our new teacher in Stat so hindi na kami combine nakakatuwa naman lumamig na sa room namin.. nagressurect?? I have a lil difficulty with Physics but I'm really interested with the subject.. I miss Tubby na para kasing nakakawalang gana na lang palagi,, ang aga ko na umuuwi para kasing no reason to stay eh.. anyway 3 mos. to go AniB na namin wahoo.. HAHa Im going crazy over Champ although he's pacute sa Blue Sky! &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/25714669-115295896698785221?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115295896698785221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115295896698785221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115295896698785221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115295896698785221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/07/taas-kamay-long-time-no-post-wahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115200899730565727</id><published>2006-07-04T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T22:46:37.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SpeLL bouNd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I almost shouted for joy when my aunt texted me that she got a ticket for&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; SOP's Pasiklaband.&lt;/span&gt; Nababaliw ako my dream will finally become reality. I never imagine myself na makita ang Hale, Spongecola, Pupil, Bamboo and 6 cycle mind together. Akala ko sa Tv na lang, kasi hindi rin naman ako updated sa mga gigs nila, pero sa TV appearances medyo. Sabi sa akin ng Tita ko 8 am daw bukas na WORLD TRADE CENTER (which is the venue) kaya lang dapat daw mas maaga para may upuan kami, sabi ko nga kahit dun na ako matulog ok lang. I'm craving for Champ Lui-Pio, dying for Yael Yuzon, ready to rock with Ney and Bamboo, and ang malupet na si Ely Buendia with Yan Yuzon. Excited na ako sana linggo na, hayz how I wish makalapit ako kahit magkamatayan na (ngekz pede na rin) &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AWAY AWAY NA ITO!&lt;/span&gt; kailangan may picture ako! ting waiting for July 9. Let's keep on supporting OPM bands (Jay kaw ba yan??yoko ng Cueshe eh). Sana manalo award HAle at SpongeCola.. nominated ba Urbandub parang hindi pero I like them too.. Dun din siguro Parokya at Kamikazee astig! Yoko na nga lalo ako naeexcite parang ayoko na pumasok, kung pwede lang hilahin araw ginawa ko na.. This is my first time na mabaliw sa mga banda, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to love boy bands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pero unreachable naman kasi sila Foreign kasi pero ngayon Pinoy wahaha.. Pinay ako and I'm damn proud of it! Thanks to them nabuhayan ako ng loob.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;THUMBS UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MUSIC soothes the ugly beast but I'm not the ugly beast ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-115200899730565727?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115200899730565727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115200899730565727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115200899730565727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115200899730565727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/07/think.html' title='think'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115171876810374955</id><published>2006-07-01T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T09:52:48.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homeostasis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Another tiring week was over, uhm.. I think all my quizzes this week gave me low scores ang hirap kasi ng combine and I'm in the last row so parang outcast and nakakatamad makinig. Anyway bawi na lang next week kailangan magsipag. Determine naman akong magimprove so bawas PC addiction coz once I already use this PC I dont want to do anything anymore including homeworks.. wahaha Im such  a PC addict. Mam Bataller handled our algebra this week and nakakamental-block talaga sya parang kahit alam ko na, nawawala nakakatakot kasi eh.. Good thing we have our new Math teacher and I hope she'll not be a punisher huhu.. or else bahala na si superman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Earl went to our house last night gabi na nun eh mga 9 p.m. na - 12 p.m. wahaha It's been a long time since we last met so para kaming sabik.. kagagaling lang namin sa away, bati kami uli. Wala kasi lola ko so ok lang na ganun ktgal. I realize that unfair naman kung hindi ako magtitino pero siya ewan ko... I'll try to be kinder.. Having a boyfriend gives you a lot of headaches pero masaya. I wrote my monologue sa Filipino and I have a cancer there, I also include him para masyadong dramatic and since I sometimes dream of having a cancer I can feel the intense and pain of cancer victims. Yesterday, my lips bleed natakot nga sila eh kasi ayw tumigil haha sana may picture ako para may evidence. Till here na lang I'll rewrite notes pa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why do you destroy the one you love most??-The Valkyries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coz your afraid to let him go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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/25714669-115171876810374955?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115171876810374955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115171876810374955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115171876810374955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115171876810374955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/07/homeostasis-another-tiring-week-was.html' title=''/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115105772379814734</id><published>2006-06-23T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T22:53:52.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;PWEDE BAH??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Another tiring day, today we chose our clubs and ENGLISH and Sporsts club ako.. Hindi ko naman talaga sila choice si Sarah kasi nanghihila anyway ok lng naman at least kasama ko sila. Ayan na naman ako nababaliw. We are the one's responsible for our acts,, sometimes nadadala tayo sa nararamdaman natin not even considering others feelings na nasasaktan na natin sila. Sometimes I just want to give up kaya lng naiisip ko meron pa rin namang mas mamalas sakin and lot of people care about me. Hindi ko nga lang sila nararamdaman and inaapreciate, alam ko naman kasi n lagi naman sila nandyan para skin (ASA!). It's human Nature na sa huli na lang nagsisisi and hindi na mawawala ang pag-iisip sa sarili. Sometimes we are being skin deep na basta na lng ganyan.. I don't know what's happening. Hindi na mawawala na paninindigan mo n mali ka at minsan hindi mo na pag-iisipan basta ganon na lang bigla. I hate it napakaGAGA ko talaga lagi na lang pinapaandar kabobohan.. huhu SANA tumino na utak ko naguguluhan na ko sa ikot ng mundo.. Ang hirap ng lessons, ang gulo sa bahay, sama mo na personal problems at mga kababawan.. Akala ko I'm matured enough para maintindihan ang mga nangyayari pero I guess I'm wrong hindi ko talaga maintindihan... I guess I can't be what you want me to be, I know a little of this stuffs at nahihirapan talaga ako . I'm sorry for disappointing you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;AWANIG ANAS AN OK ID GNAL OK MALA GNUK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;OKA AN NAHULUGUGAN, AN YRROS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;AYDASANIS NAMAN OK IDNIH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/25714669-115105772379814734?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115105772379814734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115105772379814734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115105772379814734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115105772379814734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/06/23.html' title='23'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115088598733251648</id><published>2006-06-21T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T19:14:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A Day with him a big disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yesterday we had our classes at the AVR and also today,, nakakalungkot naman bukas sa room na naman. Mainit na naman.. huhu.. Anyway it's Wednesday again and Earl went to our school. Kinakarir ko na ang pagiging independent girl. Kagabi nagrereminisce ako namimiss ko na sila AYAN NA NAMAN lungkot mode.. Anyway hindi na ako teary eyed coz kalelesson lang ni Sir MELVZ tungkol sa fear and somehow I learn from it. I have to move on and even I'm starting to be numb what else can I do. I'm tired of crying, I dont wanna see myself so sad and I'm looking freakishly pathetic. When he came I wanna to go home,, sama ko talaga ewan ko ba.. Effect of being independent??? Independent girl sobra ka na ata! Pero parang wala lang tlga sakin.. what's happening but I'm sure wala akong iba. No 3rd parties ok!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-115088598733251648?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115088598733251648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115088598733251648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115088598733251648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115088598733251648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/06/hy.html' title='hy'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115071139939513583</id><published>2006-06-19T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T18:03:19.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We still dont have our math teAcher so Mam. Sdilla decided to make Mam. Bataller our temporary teacher for Advance Algebra and Mr. Capiral for statistics. Beside from the punisher Neon and Helium will also combine so.. Helium + Neon = HeLLeon. From the start of school year we have a problem with the classroom's temperature and I hope it'll be fix someday.. wishing &lt;ding&gt; Moving on I'm still trying to play guitar but still not good ehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-115071139939513583?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115071139939513583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115071139939513583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115071139939513583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115071139939513583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/06/waaa.html' title='waaa'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-115002820470713168</id><published>2006-06-11T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T20:18:55.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last Friday our batch evictees came and I’m really happy. This past days was really lonely even our teachers can see it. Our rooms are quiet and full of sad faces. As I wake up everyday and walk CCSHS’s corridors everyday I still remember memories of my deliberated friend and it is evident that I still can’t move on from the incident. I’m trying my best to adapt on my new world and it’s really hard to do so. I could still remember Jose owing 5 pesos every week, Kervin who greets me almost every school days, Bart na nanghihingi ng kinakain mo, si Raphael na maangas pumorma, Justin who always sings with me, Jerome na kasundo ko pagdating sa Arts, and si Earl na panggulo kahit masungit k na. There are lot of changes like pagumuuwi ako wala na naghahatid sakin, meron man bihira lang. Actually Earl went to our house after they went to school, I really don’t want him to go para kasing ayoko siya umalis agad kasi tagal na namin hindi nagkita. When he was playing with my brother I was kind of teary-eyed that’s why asked him to go before tears rush down my face. When Paula, Jan And I went to Kenny Rogers to eat actually Paula and Jan only, I’m only watching them Jan asked me if he could sit beside me but I refuse I said I don’t want anybody to sit beside me sabi nga niya reminiscing old times before kasi apat kami ngayon tatlo na lang but sometimes proxy si Kevin. It is so hard although we don’t break up it is hard if you’re apart especially if your so much attached to each other. Poor me, little by little I’m learning to be independent anyway I’m independent before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to SM MALL of ASIA and it didn’t turn out like what I’m expecting although it is big I still like SM NORTH EDSA more, the mall built is like Glorietta combined with Greenbelt style which I think is cool. There are lots of people esp. by standers and it’s really hard to walk. I saw Aicelle Santos and she sang ALL THE MAN THAT I NEED which is my personal favorite because the song really fits me. I saw Chynna Ortaleza too, one of my idols too. Conclusion I don’t like the mall there are still lot of stoles unoccupied and a lot of eateries but I like the Ice skating Rink although I don’t skate and one thing that I like the most is the air-conditioning because even though there are lots of people the mall is still very cold. Here are some photos captured yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://widget-75.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="240" height="400" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-75.slide.com.com&amp;amp;channel=5363061"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-115002820470713168?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/115002820470713168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=115002820470713168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115002820470713168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/115002820470713168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/06/go.html' title='go!'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114976667972703199</id><published>2006-06-08T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T19:40:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;BREATH DEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FOUR. When you say, "I love you," mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FIVE. When you say, "I'm sorry," look the person in the eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dream. People who don't have dreams don't have much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TEN. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;THIRTEEN. When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, "Why do you want to know?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FIFTEEN. Say "bless you" when you hear someone sneeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SIXTEEN. When you lose, don't lose the lesson .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and responsibility for all your actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it. TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TWENTY-ONE. Spend some time alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-114976667972703199?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/114976667972703199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=114976667972703199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114976667972703199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114976667972703199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/06/ways.html' title='ways'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114967375574144614</id><published>2006-06-07T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T19:39:40.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored driver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third Day High&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's our third day and I'm feeling the pressure now. The result of our English pre-test was very low but still I'm not the lowest (whew). Anyway loads of requirements to buy, many novels to read (hating it), more notebooks to cover, and portfolio to make. I'm really busy and almost forget my friends and so worried about time. In fact, I have my planner with me ehehe.. I'm pushing myself to my limits and so determine to improve and probably step into this year top ten.. How I wish! It's our first lesson day and I found MATH really hard eventhough we are starting to basic Calculus it's really confusing (whatta!). And Mrs. Avila being so demanding and Mr. Navarro too.. Mr. Fornoles who have a drownsy technique. Well, no matter what I do I have to listen to them. I hope I can go on with the flow.. How I wish, how I wish.. *peace*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-114967375574144614?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/114967375574144614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=114967375574144614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114967375574144614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114967375574144614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/06/bored-driver.html' title='bored driver'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114959938423849903</id><published>2006-06-06T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:10:54.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;666&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This day really sucks, its our pre-test today although it's not recorded I'm dissapointed if I had a low score. I'm not the lowest of course but still low, in our case it is still passing. I expect to have low score in English its really hard. I'm not really into literature but I have no choice. Except for pre-test there is this guy who also ruined my day his name is RYAN CALDERON??? I dont know what's with him but he's messing with me.. He was really lucky that I'm in a good mood so our conversation end up good. Shabby, Shabby curse him.. Everyone is irritated w/ him. I dont really like people like him,playing mysterious.. duh.. this day is really bad luck! damn!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-114959938423849903?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/114959938423849903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=114959938423849903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114959938423849903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114959938423849903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/06/666-this-day-really-sucks-its-our-pre.html' title=''/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114949169155873450</id><published>2006-06-05T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T15:21:27.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I went to my school and this is our first day. I saw many new people esp. Freshies they occupy 3 classrooms and new teachers. I met my old friends and it's really really boring coz all students left are serious and some kind of nerdie, its different this last 2 years coz know my room lacks jolly and naughty people. Waah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first impression to my new teachers:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mrs. Avila - so demanding and I think really strict but cool and a lil joker.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mr. PAnganiban - kind-hearted??? but I think he is fun to be with.&lt;br /&gt;3. Mrs. Roxas - Cleanliness is a must, strict also.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ms. Su - Next Ms. Abby??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect Chemistry, Physics and Math to be very hard.. but Mr. Tolentino will still be our teacher for a month so thumbs up! It's a big change after the disaster but I need to move on and make a change.. How I wish I'll improve but I think I'll be more active this year., ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-114949169155873450?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/feeds/114949169155873450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25714669&amp;postID=114949169155873450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114949169155873450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114949169155873450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/06/again-i-went-to-my-school-and-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114924999090653598</id><published>2006-06-02T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:11:41.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOOD swing!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;SWING,SWING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I changed my blogskin because yesterday Earl finally talked to me and my loneliness now deceived... I'm really happy that's why I came up with a fairytale like skin which I think is really cool. I'm not doing anything so it's easy to change skins ehehe..And my other friend blogger also changed their skins, get to the flow. 2 days before school I'm really excited, I really miss my classmates. just sharin' *peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-114924999090653598?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114924999090653598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114924999090653598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/06/mood-swing.html' title='MOOD swing!!'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114915006125426630</id><published>2006-06-01T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:14:18.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being serious bout love.. *senti Mode*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being serious bout love.. *senti Mode*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="96" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/8/8891lr03fq07an.gif" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="96" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/21/21909ouy2x23sg4.gif" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="95" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/21/21837hko6fsankh.gif" width="95" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to love someone and not to be loved in return, but what is more painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let that person know how you really feel. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion and the romance in a relationship and find out you still care 4 that person. A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be &amp; you just have to let go. When the door of happiness closes, another opens but sometimes we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us. The best kind of friend is the kind u can just be with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling lyk it was the best conversation you've ever had. It's true that we don't know what we've benn missing until it arrives. Giving sum1 all ur love is never an assurance that they'll love you back! Don't expect love in return -- just wait for it to grow in their heart but if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours. There are things you'd love to hear that u will would never hear from the person whom you would like to hear them from -- but dont be so deaf as not to hear it from the 1 who says it from their heart. Never say good-bye if you still want to try -- never give up if you still feel u can go on -- never say you don't love a person anymore if you can't let go. Love comes to those who still hope, although they've been disappointed, to those who still believe, although they've been betrayed, to those who still need to love, although they've been hurt b4, and to those who have the courage and faith to build trust again. It takes only a minute to get a crush on sum1, an hour to like sum1, and a day to love sum1 -- but it takes a lifetym to forget sum1. Don go for looks; they decieve. Don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for sum1 who makes u smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seems bright. There are moments in lyf when u miss sum1 so much that u just want to pick them from ur dreams and hug them 4 real! Dream what u want to dream; go where u want to go; be what u want to be, bcoz u have only one lyf on this Earth, and one chance to do all the things u want to do. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Always put urself in other persons shoes. If you feel that it hurts u, it probably hurts the other people too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A careless word may kindle strife; a cruel word may wreck a life; a timely word may level stress; a loving word may heal and bless.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The beginning of love is to let those we love be just themselves, and not twist them with our own image -- otherwise, we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.&lt;/span&gt; (Is that me??)The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried -- for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives. Love begins with a kiss, and ends with a tear. The brightest future will alaways be based on a forgotten past. You can't go on well in life until you let go of ur past failures and heartaches. &lt;strong&gt;(MARY remember that)&lt;/strong&gt; When u were born, you were crying and every1 around u was smiling. Live ur life so that when u die, you're the one who is smiling and every1 around u is crying. Its also amazing how easy it is to see all the seven wonders. This includes Egypt's great pyramids, Taj Mahal, Grand Canyon, Panama Canal, Empire State building, St. Peter's Basilica, China's Great Wall.. but we fail to see the REAL seven Wonders of the world. And that is to see, to hear, to touch, to taste, to feel, to laugh, and to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-114915006125426630?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114915006125426630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114915006125426630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/06/being-serious-bout-love-senti-mode.html' title='Being serious bout love.. *senti Mode*'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114887115385565227</id><published>2006-05-29T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:15:39.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why guys like girls??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Here are a few reasons why guys like girls: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. They will always smell good even if its just shampoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="97" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/8/8867vp6cf7n5p2.jpg" width="97" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. The way their heads always find the right spot on our shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/8/8889yyune3kgc9.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3. How cute they look when they sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/21/21791n8zk1cmom3.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;4. The ease in which they fit into our arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/8/8853e6t78rd5ol.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5. The way they kiss you and all of a sudden everything is right in the world&lt;br /&gt;6. How cute they are when they eat&lt;br /&gt;7. The way they take hours to get dressed but in the end it makes it all worth while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="96" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/20/20124h5kcluj2ut.gif" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;8. Because they are always warm even when its minus 30 outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="96" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/20/20122h6b6jorbm8.gif" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;9. The way they look good no matter what they wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="96" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/9/9257ppa74vunov.gif" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;10. The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she's the most beautiful thing on this earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/8/8975pf6bxebf3w.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;11. How cute they are when they argue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="96" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/8/8911uy3ks1ikxs.gif" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;12. The way her hand always finds yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/8/8871p43t8lvvmv.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;13. The way they smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/9/9101tspf3ujfqn.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;14. The way you feel when you see their name on the caller ID after you just had a big fight&lt;br /&gt;15. The way she says "lets not fight anymore" even though you know that an hour later....&lt;br /&gt;16. The way they kiss when you do something nice for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/8/8939q7w7uwnc31.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;17. The way they kiss you when you say "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/21/21807g4hsb6lt7k.gif" width="95" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;18. Actually ... just the way they kiss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/8/8865ykggddxrjz.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;19. The way they fall into your arms when they cry&lt;br /&gt;20. Then the way they apologize for crying over something that silly&lt;br /&gt;21. The way they hit you and expect it to hurt&lt;br /&gt;22. Then the way they apologize when it does hurt. (even though we don't admit it)!&lt;br /&gt;23. The way they say "I miss you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/21/21921jtxs0z83ie.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;24. The way you miss them&lt;br /&gt;25.The way their tears make you want to change the world so that it doesn't hurt her anymore.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="96" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/8/8143cq164iwrwv.gif" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them ... it matters not. Because once in your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound, you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of her very heart.We love them for a million reasons, No paper would do it justice. It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart. A feeling. Only felt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-114887115385565227?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114887115385565227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114887115385565227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-guys-like-girls.html' title='Why guys like girls??'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114880840995590179</id><published>2006-05-28T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:16:40.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer ME!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm really bored and not doing anything new,, so no experience to share... uh... And because of boredom I thought of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If i'll question u kanino k mas hahanga sa taong ginawa ang lahat para sa mahal niya o sa asong lumilipad??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If nakakita kayo ng mayamang namigay ng 1 milyon para sa mahirap mas m22wa b kau d2 o sa langgam na bumubuhat ng tao??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. E kung binigyan kayo ng pagkakataon n magkaroon ng utak ni Einstein mas ggs2hin nyo b 2 kesa sa time machine???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admire the flying dog bcoz marami namang makikitang baliw sa pag-ibig katulad ni taye *peace* db?? Eh a dog flying that's once in a lifetime, same with the second question I'll chose the super ant. The 3rd I'll chose the time machine so that I can return to my past and correct my mistakes and makita ko na rin future Earth sigurado nmn ako hindi ko n makikita ang pagsabog ng sun.. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&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/25714669-114880840995590179?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114880840995590179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114880840995590179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/05/answer-me.html' title='Answer ME!!'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114855727601461745</id><published>2006-05-25T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:18:01.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Art</title><content type='html'>The art of Losing is not too hard to master&lt;br /&gt;So many things seem filled with the intent&lt;br /&gt;to be lost that their loss is a disaster&lt;br /&gt;Lose something everyday, accept the fluster of lost doorkeys&lt;br /&gt;I lost 2 cities, and a continent, but it wasn't a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even losing friends, their joking voices, their gestures I love&lt;br /&gt;I shan't have lied, it is evident&lt;br /&gt;The art of Losing is not too hard to master&lt;br /&gt;Though it may look like a disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walk on the road of life, we'll see humps of griefs,&lt;br /&gt;frustrations, lost and pretentious bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Life seems unfair, no matter how hard u strive it'll never&lt;br /&gt;be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;99 rapid flowing movements, something comes soon&lt;br /&gt;We all make room that numbs our senses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am elusive actually we are&lt;br /&gt;We are all the same&lt;br /&gt;We are meanderers of this virtual world&lt;br /&gt;We are one, one act, one art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's mix, lets talk&lt;br /&gt;One MOMENT, One NESCAFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehe.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f361/phen0008/popopo.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&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/25714669-114855727601461745?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114855727601461745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114855727601461745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-art.html' title='One Art'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114835887265848024</id><published>2006-05-23T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T12:34:32.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird,, agree??</title><content type='html'>I was surfing around the internet when I saw these pictures, they're are signs somewhere in US I think. I dont know what's with their makers I won't really agree if you'll tell me its edited coz it don't really look so. Anyways just check it for youself and judge it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/hed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with the sign??? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/dy%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Katakot!!ehehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/enter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What are u going to do if the sign is like this??Ang gulo n2 db??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/ryt.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is my favorite KEEP RIGHT OK!! Stupidity strikes human again..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Additional:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="174" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/malfoy.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;I think its a Fanart or somthing.. but this really is disgusting. Imagine &lt;strong&gt;Dan and Tom&lt;/strong&gt; together like that ewww... thumbs down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/phenbanner.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-114835887265848024?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114835887265848024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114835887265848024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/05/weird-agree.html' title='Weird,, agree??'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114829199850825975</id><published>2006-05-22T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T17:59:58.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over again..</title><content type='html'>This summer sucks actually it's my first summer without my mom. As I become older I realize that life is really boring.. huhuhu *drama session* Moving on Hale is booted out on Myx DAily Top 10 and Spongecola takes the lead to Myx Music Awards which I'm really Happy about. I had just finished my friendster profile, I overlay it u know using HTML not CSS ehehe..&lt;br /&gt;The sound at first I made it Una bcoz SC is my favorite but then I know the lyrics don't match my feeling so I changed it to Lonely Day by Phantom Planet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lyrics maybe u can relate too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lonely Day&lt;br /&gt;I could tell from the minute I woke up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was going to be a lonely lonely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lonely lonely day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rise and shine rub the sleep out of my eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And try to tell myself I can'tgo back to bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gonna be a lonely lonely lonely lonely day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though the sun is shining down on me and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should feel about as happy as can be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just got here and I already want to leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gonna be a lonely lonely lonely lonely day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody knows that something's wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But nobody knows what's going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all sing the same old song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you want it all to go away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's shaping up to be a lonely day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could tell from the minute I woke up it was going to be a lonely lonely lonely lonely day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's a typic&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/phenbanner.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;al song match for everyone I think. If u want to hear it just go to my friendster profile, It is really cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/phenbanner.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/phenbanner.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/phenbanner.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/phenbanner.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/200/phenbanner.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6973/2655/1600/phenbanner.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-114829199850825975?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114829199850825975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114829199850825975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/05/over-again.html' title='Over again..'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25714669.post-114792519783709620</id><published>2006-05-18T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:23:47.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm finally 3rd year..</title><content type='html'>Brigada skwela nung 15 and I'm not really planning to post anything sa blog ko. Gusto ko sana sa pasukan nah since I've already put my link sa friendster account ko and people linked me kelangan lagyan k ng laman blog q.. huhu.. Anyway I'm finally 3rd year next year I'm graduating. Napunta ako sa Helium na talaga nga nmng gusto ko sayang nga lang indi k n kklase cla Paula, Mary &amp; Jan my close friends. Anyway Dino is still with me masaya pa rin khit konti n lng kmi.. I hope I'll improve next year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway maybe I'll post again next week,, hehehe.. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25714669-114792519783709620?l=stephunk0008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114792519783709620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25714669/posts/default/114792519783709620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephunk0008.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-finally-3rd-year.html' title='I&apos;m finally 3rd year..'/><author><name>pHen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748995614964349778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
