<?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-28114733</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:07:59.482+08:00</updated><category term='reunion'/><category term='karate kid'/><category term='black market'/><category term='textmate'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='my chemical romance'/><category term='street foods'/><category term='exams'/><title type='text'>hearts.me.stars.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-3973256294752313677</id><published>2007-06-15T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:49:12.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new world.</title><content type='html'>Yes. I am finally coming back, I think. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday was the start of our classes. Unfortunately, me and five of my friends(I am not actually friends with the other one. I don't like her much. Actually, everyone of us doesn't really like her. Haha.) were moved to another section which is 201A. We were not happy about what happened because we were expecting that we will still be on the B block this sem, but the world turned back on us. Boo-hoo. So, being with the A block, and being with people on the A block was not fun at all. And when I say not fun at all, it's not really really fun. It feels like we sre surrounded by people mocking us always. And, of course, they dominated the block because aside from the fact that they are really the original owner of the block, they are 19 people close to each other, while us, we are only 6 people, and we don't like the other one of us. Haha. How bad is that. So whenever they are laughing, we can't relate to them, and they ignore us. They don't care about us. How dare they call themselves Psychology students when they are so insensitive. They don't care about our feelings. Tsk tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, there is another thing that hurts our feelings. The former A block(our new blockmates) blames the former B block(which is us) because they were also deblocked. Half of their class were moved to 201B. They said that if it weren't for our other blockmates who were delisted from Psychology or shifted to another course, they wouldn't be deblocked. How dare them. I think it's not totally our fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not feeling my new blockmates. They are so weird and "mababaw". I don't know. Maybe it's just me, but I really don't like their faces and attitudes. I know, I know. I am judmental. Haha. But I really don't like them. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Enough of them. Let's talk about what happened today. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today because me and my friends saw each other again for the advanced celebration of my birthday. Haha. Also, one of our friend came back from Italy. Haha. So it was a double celebration, my birthday and the coming back of our friend. Haha. It was really really fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Klarisse's class, she and I went back to Lipa together. We arrived at our tambayan at 3:30pm, I think. Haha. And we saw our TFC friend. Haha. We were so happy because we weren't able to see him personally for about a year, and he has changed. His hair changed. That's all. Haha. And, they gave me a surprise. Haha. But our TFC friend said it to me while they were buying it. Haha. Nonetheless, I was still surprised and overwhelemed. Haha. I love my friends so much. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlo, the TFC friend, treated us lots of liquors, drinks and food. They were overflowing! Haha. But i didn't drink much because I don't feel it. Haha. It was pure ecstacy. Just the right thing I need for all the stress school is giving me. Argh. Haha. All we did was just pure laugh. No dull moments. No senti moments. It was just all pure fun and happiness. It felt so good to be with my friends again. After a month, we were able to see each other again. Haha. I really love them so much. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off now. I need to rest. My feet's aching so much. Ciao! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-3973256294752313677?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/3973256294752313677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=3973256294752313677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3973256294752313677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3973256294752313677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-world.html' title='new world.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-5201393471985505900</id><published>2007-05-30T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T02:04:58.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magbabalik.</title><content type='html'>newer and fresher. a major comeback? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;SOON! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, super belated happy birthday to my blog(051807). :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-5201393471985505900?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/5201393471985505900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=5201393471985505900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/5201393471985505900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/5201393471985505900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/05/magbabalik.html' title='magbabalik.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-4250600057118867068</id><published>2007-04-21T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T16:17:27.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on-screen keyboard.</title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;gah. it's so hard to use an onscreen keyboard, so that's why i have not been udating. haha. nagloloko ang keyboard namin. tsk tk. haha. aun. maguupdate na lang ako pag ayos na to o kaya naisipan na nilang bumili ng bago. haha. :)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[\edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun. Haha. My brother managed to fix our keyboard. Yay! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this week was fun, and irritating. Haha. Kasi anhirap makaalis sa bahay, anhirap tumakas, ang ingay ni mama pa. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, i went to our school to finish my application for my major next sem. Unfortunately, we weren't able to submit the requirements because the application forms are not yet available. Tsk. So, I just went there for nothing. Gah. I would have to go back there on April 30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I wasn't able to do what I was supposed to do there, Kencel and I just went out. Haha. We went to MoA. I forgot what we did there. Haha. Basta. Aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my friends and I had an outing last Thursday. We went to Kawilihan in Lipa. Haha. I wasn't supposed to be there because my mom did not allow me to go, but I sneaked out of our house when my mom and dad went to work already. Haha. Pero nagpaalam naman ako kay ina noong umalis na ko, tinext ko siya. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun though we were only few becuase some of our friends have summer classes. Tsk tsk. Haha. Aun. Lorenz taught me how to float in water, but I wasn't able to learn. It was so tiring. Haha. Also, Kim was always bringing me to the center of the pool, which was the deepest part of the pool. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home at 5:30pm, I think. Because my parents and Bibi's parents don't know that that we had an outing. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. I miss my friends already! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-4250600057118867068?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/4250600057118867068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=4250600057118867068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/4250600057118867068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/4250600057118867068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/04/online-keyboard.html' title='on-screen keyboard.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-7172331645147640953</id><published>2007-04-10T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T10:37:58.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update. at last.</title><content type='html'>Yey. An update. Finally. I've managede to convince myself to blog again. Haha. Tinatamad na talaga kooo. Hindi lang magblog, sa lahat ng bagay na. Haha. Bakasyon na kasi eh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakasyon na! Sobrang ramdam ko na ang bakasyon. Natutulog nanaman kasi ako ng late tapos lagi ako walang magawa. Haha. At ayoko ng mga ginagawa ko. Gusto ko naman may magawa. Sobrang amboring ng buhay eh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it. Haha. I've got really nothing to say. Because there is nothing to share. Maybe there is, but I opt not to share it. Because it's a taboo. Because I don't know. Haha. Basta as of the moment, I am very happy and I'm in the state of ecstacy. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my high school friends, really. My college friends also, of course. But not all of them. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update a very sensible entry soon. But just not now. I'm currently not in the mood to write anything. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-7172331645147640953?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/7172331645147640953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=7172331645147640953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/7172331645147640953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/7172331645147640953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/03/update-at-last.html' title='update. at last.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-1794811054459362113</id><published>2007-03-20T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T11:02:08.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world.</title><content type='html'>Wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember "Hello World" as an example in our Computer class way back when I was in high school. Wala lang. I just remembered it, and my Computer teacher back then, Ms. Obre. Hello Ms. Obre! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am officially back to the blogging world. Yay! :D :D :D Though I still have an exam tomorrow in Computer and Theology + an exam on Chemistry next Monday. Aja! Kaya ko 'to. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened to me this past month. Accomplishments, failures, and realizations. Oooh. Time is really precious, big time. I should really learn how to treasure each and every moment of it and not waste it. But, I also have to keep in mind that patience is virtue. I shouldn't rush things, rushing things might lead me to sudden death. Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a lot happier now than before and will be happier by tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, and the day after the day after tomorrow, and... hopefully forever. Haha. I am so glad that the 'stupid + weird + heartbreaking + ouch + pride + dumb moment' that happened earlier this year happened. To remind you of that, click &lt;A target="_blank" href="http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/01/conversation.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Because of that, I've learned and realized so many things. And also, a better and much happier thing happened to me. Haha. *ismayl* I am sooo happy now. Maybe if I am still in that 'surreal', I wouldn't be this happy. Haha. I've waked up, and I am now in reality. I am facing reality now. I know that, and I am very sure of that.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the span of time that I was away with 'her', I've realized that I really didn't love her. Yes, you read it right. She is a 'her' and not a 'him'. I just liked her, because she is kind and all. I almost thought she was perfect, in terms of... basta. But no, she isn't. And she will never be. Nobody is, anyway. What I felt for that person was just 'physical attraction' and not 'love'. I just misinterpreted what I felt for her, well, because, I thought I loved her. Basta. Weird. Also. Err. I wanted to prove to someone that I have moved on. That I wasn't affected by what happened to us. Remember my post last &lt;A target="_blank" href="http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/11/hows-that.html"&gt;November 2&lt;/a&gt;? The person who gave me that text message was that someone. I know, I know. I was wrong, damn wrong. I shouldn't have really gave in to what I thought I was feeling. Silly me. Tsk. Whatever.        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To her, thank you. For the times that we had been together, you made me feel special, and you made me happy. I want to bring back the closeness that we had. Really. I miss you. Oh, I wish you and her happiness. Don't ever break up again, ok? So you would't have to be confused again and hurt other's feelings. Haha. I still hate you, btw. Can't erase that feeling. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To him, thank you also. And, I can finally say that I really have moved on. Thanks to him. Haha. I am over you now. Promise. Haha. Good luck to you and her. I wish you happiness. Really. Haha. I wanna see you again, it's been a long since we last saw each other. I miss you. I can still say that, right? Anyway, you are still my friend naman. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take note: Those two don't read my blog. Haha. And I hope they wouldn't. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I was typing this is because I was with her a while ago. Along with our other friends. Haha. Wala lang. Napagtanto ko lang ang lahat ng ito. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately want to change my layout. Pero tinatamad akoooo. Igawa n'yo ko. Haha. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-1794811054459362113?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/1794811054459362113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=1794811054459362113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/1794811054459362113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/1794811054459362113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-world.html' title='hello world.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-8566419853231440937</id><published>2007-03-14T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T12:08:03.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la lang.</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;A href="http://avys-anguish.blogspot.com/"&gt;Avy&lt;/a&gt;, a long long time ago. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;"Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't like to stay at home. I always want to go out with anyone na pwede kong hilahin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I always make sure that I correct people if their grammar is wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I like the smell of insecticides and detergents. Oh, gases too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I do my projects/requirements/assignments or whatever the day before the submission. No, actually madaling araw ko ginagawa. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I like brutal scenes. Yung may mga patayan. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love to kill cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I tend to laugh alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I like biting people in their shoulders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I am starting to dislike chocolates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-8566419853231440937?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/8566419853231440937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=8566419853231440937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/8566419853231440937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/8566419853231440937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/03/la-lang.html' title='la lang.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-7148959882168319037</id><published>2007-02-28T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T11:14:25.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>androgenous.</title><content type='html'>I must say, I can really feel that the semester's going to end pretty soon because (ARGH!) there are so many things that I need to accomplish as soon as posible. Tsk tsk. And I can barely go online and blog hop. Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is my Comm Arts Professor thinking? Tsk tsk. I, and some of my classmates are just average students. For God's sake, we are not geniuses. Does he really think that we can just finish our thesis(but Jazzy said that it's just a research paper) in just a month? Gah. I hate him, or her? Oh, he said that he's androgenous. Whatever. Tsk. I just don't like him. No, I like him and all, he's funny and neat-lookiing, but not the way he teaches and tortures us. Hindi sweet. Tsk. I have to pass my thesis next week, but still, I have nothing to write on my paper. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh. I barely have enough sleep at all. I slept at around 2:30am today for our Theology report. But, we didn't report today, so bale wala lang din yung pagod ko. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to rest. Badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and due to the said(and unsaid) requirements that I have to finish, I will go on hiatus. But you can still contact me through my friendster accounts, if I can still check them, or through YM. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-7148959882168319037?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/7148959882168319037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=7148959882168319037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/7148959882168319037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/7148959882168319037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/02/androgenous.html' title='androgenous.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-952423106596295482</id><published>2007-02-21T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T11:13:35.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>train.</title><content type='html'>Yay. After a long time of not being able to blog due to some stupidity that my parents did to our internet connection, here I am today in our Computer Lab, blogging. Haha. Soshal. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;BELATED HAPPY VALENTINE'S!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, we went to Cloud 9, a restaurant in Antipolo. It was nice there. Overlooking of Metro Manila. Haha. Maganda. Tahimik. Haha. He gave me a puppy stuff toy and white roses, too. Haha. Tapos. Aun. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also my first time to ride in LRT 2 last Friday. Haha. Huwaw. I liked it so much there. Color purple. Haha. It was like also an airport. Haha. I thought I was going to Japan when I was there. Haha. Joke. The LRT 1 must be like that. Really. Ampangit kaya sobra ng LRT 1. Ambulok. Though they are already upgrading or replacing their trains with a much more accomodating train, mas maganda pa rin talaga ang LRT 2. Haha. Purple eh. Haha. Basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun. Haha. I need to get back to work. My Computer project's not yet finished. Haha. Wait, look at what my Computer professor did. A mosaic of our whole class. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/101BMosaic.jpg" width="400" height="300"/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-952423106596295482?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/952423106596295482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=952423106596295482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/952423106596295482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/952423106596295482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/02/train.html' title='train.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-1674506995432892860</id><published>2007-02-11T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T07:40:04.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sayang.</title><content type='html'>Before that, our school won in the WNCAA Cheerdance Competition yesterday held at Cuneta Astrodome. Yay!!! Haha. Miriam College placed second while EAC placed third. Haha. Wee! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Jazzy's house yesterday after the competition because it was fiesta there. I ate yummy yummy food! Haha. I especially loved the fried chicken and the buko salad. It was so yummy! Haha. I should have brought some to our home. Tee-hee. Haha. Jazzy! Penge! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already met Jazzy's relatives and friends last night. At last. I already met the people who she was always talking about. Haha. They were nice and funny, some of them. Some were UFC(Uyy, feeling close) also. Haha.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to sleep at Jazzy's house last night, but because of the overprotectiveness of my parents, they did not allow me to sleep there. Aww. I so hate it. We thought of oh so many reasons so that my parents would allow me, but it did no good. Ayaw pa rin talaga. Tsk. Sayang. Sayang. Oh well. There's still other time, I know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, last Friday we watched The Holiday in MoA. Haha. Ang ganda! Haha. Though I don't like Jack Black's role there. Hindi siya bagay sa mga romance films. Pang-comedy lang talaga dapat siya. Haha. Nonetheless, the film was good. I really appreciated the beauty of Cameron there. Basta. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooohh. I need to do many things. Pero, tinatamad ako. Soobra. Haha. I'm running out of reasons why I shouldn't do those things, but I am still not doing it. Haha. Ugh. I need a very "masipag" person and transfer all those "kasipagan" to me. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-1674506995432892860?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/1674506995432892860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=1674506995432892860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/1674506995432892860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/1674506995432892860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/02/sayang.html' title='sayang.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-3390529148138473881</id><published>2007-02-04T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:26:49.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the left, to the left.</title><content type='html'>The title of this post has got nothing to do with the post. Haha. I just love Beyonce's Irreplaceable. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way things are turning out now. Wala lang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, me and my friends went to the house of Jazzy's uncle because... we wanted to hang out there. Haha. But first, we went to Puregold to buy a 1-kilo french fries and some junk foods. Yum yum! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a province in Jazzy's uncle's house. Haha. His house has lots of stray cats and chickens, it was old-fashioned, there were many trees and it was very quiet. I never thought that there are still places like that in Manila. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Jazzy introduced us to her friend, Kim. She was so... noisy. Haha. She never ran out of story. She even told story about her personal life. Haha. And, she acted like we knew her a long time ago. Haha. I find it weird, because I am not like that when I meet people for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Buendia at 5pm because that's where i will take a ride home. He accompanied me there. but, we ate first at KFC. I ordered a gogo meal. Yum. Also, we talked alot of things there. It was fun. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, our class along with the other classes, went to Lubao, Pampanga for our NSTP. We taught children there. The place was so dirty and it is so far from civilization. But the green mango they sell there costs only 1.50php. Huwaw. It's so cheap. Haha. And it's not that sour. Yum yum. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will be a vusy week, I think. Argh. Sobrang tinatamad na ko. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Manila Zoo. Seryoso. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this gif. Haha. Wala lang. I find it really cute. I didn't make this one, though. This is my screen saver in my cell phone. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/kulasaako.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-3390529148138473881?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/3390529148138473881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=3390529148138473881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3390529148138473881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3390529148138473881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-left-to-left.html' title='to the left, to the left.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-2835661395524915110</id><published>2007-01-31T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:21:15.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will forever love anyone who can help me do my project in Computer. Soobrang tinatamad na ako. Haha. Pleasa contribute videos that can be played in Windows Media Player. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-2835661395524915110?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/2835661395524915110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=2835661395524915110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/2835661395524915110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/2835661395524915110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-will-forever-love-anyone-who-can-help.html' title=''/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-6908260769141274836</id><published>2007-01-24T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T11:10:58.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sneaking.</title><content type='html'>It's our Computer time again. And as usual, I am not doing what our prof told us to do. Haha. 'Coz it's boring. I'd rather do the task in our home rather than here. Haha. So, I'd just blog her. Haha. It's much more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun. Sort of. We went to our friend's house because we will have a drinking session again. They waited for me and Jazzy at Jollibee - Vito Cruz. And, when I saw who we were with, I was surprised because we were so many than what I expected. And, I don't know the two people that my other friends brought. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. We went first to Frio Mixx because we were starving. I ordered carbonara + lemon iced tea. Yum yum! THey said that the lemon iced tea was not delicious, but they're wrong. I really loved the taste of it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating there, we headed to our friend's house. Oh, they bought a sprite and  GSM Premium. That was what we drank there. Eeewww. I don't usually drink stuffs like that, but I was ashamed to say no to them, considering that I really don't know them so much yet and.. the owner of the house might get angry if I said no(though she has no right to get angry to me because.. secret! :p). So to get rid of drinking so much of that yucky drink, I always go outside. My excuses were "I will just get fresh air", "Sasamahan ko lang si Jazzy sa labas", "Pupuntahan ko lang sina Kencel". Haha. But, even though I get to go outside, I still got a little tipsy. Haha. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7pm, we went home. He accompanied me up to the bus stop. Haha. It was fun being with him. And, he asked me something that really made my heart beat so fast. But, I was able to answer his question in the sense that I was on the safe side. Haha. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun. Ayaw ko na. Gagawa na ko sa Computer. Baka mapagalitan na ko ni Sir. Haha. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-6908260769141274836?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/6908260769141274836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=6908260769141274836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/6908260769141274836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/6908260769141274836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/01/sneaking.html' title='sneaking.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-841486354932359159</id><published>2007-01-17T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T19:49:03.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laughing trip.</title><content type='html'>Laughing trip. That's what I've been doing lately. Because.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'll just continue this post later. Because I'm currently doing our Midterm Exam in Basic Computer. Haha. My professor might scold me if he saw me doing this instead of my MT. Haha.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already finished doing my MT in Basic Computer. Haha. It was jsut easy. Thank you so much to my Computer teacher back in high school because she gave me knowledge about hyperlinking. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. On with the post. As what I have said earlier. Laughing trip, as what my friends would call, is what I've doing lately. Because.. I actually don't know. I am much happier now than before. When everything was still so complicated. When everything was so full of lies. When, when. Argh. I'd rather not talk about it. &lt;i&gt;Basta&lt;/i&gt;. I am much happier now. Haha. Goodness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, that was January 12, we went to Metrowalk because Kencel will treat us because it was his birthday last Monday, January 8. Wee! Haha. It was fun, though there were some insensitive and stupid people there. Tsk.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They fetched us in our school and headed straight there. While waiting for Kencel to rent that VIP Room, Jazzy and I went to Quantum to play air hockey. Haha. I enjoyed playing that. Especially because I often win during our game. Haha. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken called us already. So we went to the room. And, guess what I saw there. Someone insensitive(I will not tell the name because someone I know might read it and tell it to this person) and the new, no -- not new because it was his ex, girl. Tsk tsk. How stupid. &lt;i&gt;Ankapal ng muka niya para dalhin niya iyon dun. Isa siyang sinungaling.&lt;/i&gt; Basta. I know you won't understand what I mean here, but I do not want to tell the whole story here because someone I know might read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I still enjoyed. Haha. Why would I not enjoy because of them, ayt? Haha. We had so much fun there. They sang and played billiards, while I just watched them and munched my favorite snack, french fries. Haha. It might not look like much, but I really enjoyed there. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5pm, we went to Starbucks to have some coffee. Actually it was just me who had coffee. Haha. We left Jazzy and JR in a certain place because we want them to talk. Haha. Edi aun. Basta. We went home at around 7 or 8pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, my family went to MOA to watch Pyro Olympics. Gawd. There were so many people and it was so traffic. &lt;i&gt;Nakakabadtrip&lt;/i&gt;. Nonetheless, when I saw the fireworks, all the irritability that I felt before was gone. Haha. The fireworks display was so beautiful. I've never seen such fireworks as beautiful as that. Basta. Huwaw. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, Kencel went to our school because.. Wala lang. Haha. Jazzy, Jaja, Kencel and I went to McDonald's to, of course, eat. Haha. Ansaya. Lauhging trip talaga. Haha. If you just saw us yesterday, all we did was laugh. Haha. Enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our MT in Chemistry was cancelled! Yay. Haha. So, that means I will not have to study now. Haha. Yay! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-841486354932359159?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/841486354932359159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=841486354932359159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/841486354932359159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/841486354932359159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/01/laughing-trip.html' title='laughing trip.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-6996089073794533622</id><published>2007-01-12T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T06:43:28.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>london bridge.</title><content type='html'>Waw. Bowling For Soup definitely rocks! Haha. Watch their version of Fergie's London Bridge! Waw. Über ganda! Haha. They did it way better than what Fergie did. Really. I was really amazed. Huwaw. Love it! Haha. And, I also like their guitars. Especially the one Chris was using. It was sooo cute. I want to have that. Haha. "Oh snap!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XXbgSMT-0j4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XXbgSMT-0j4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Bowling For Soup - Turning bad songs into good, one cover at a time.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-6996089073794533622?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/6996089073794533622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=6996089073794533622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/6996089073794533622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/6996089073794533622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-snap.html' title='london bridge.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-3156692513653117760</id><published>2007-01-08T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:26:46.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>purple.</title><content type='html'>Wala lang. I just wanna share this to you guys. I really love purple. That's my favorite color. Haha. Angaling. From the quiz that I took, it says there that my blog color is purple! Yes naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Blog Should Be Purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyourblogorjournalbequiz/purple.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an expressive, offbeat blogger who tends to write about anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to set blogging trends, and you're the most likely to write your own meme or survey.&lt;br /&gt;You are a bit distant though. Your blog is all about you - not what anyone else has to say.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyourblogorjournalbequiz/"&gt;What Color Should Your Blog or Journal Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang. I'm doing our Comm Arts 2 project. Siningit ko lang to. Haha. I really don't feel like studying. Tsk tsk. This sem is not as exciting as last sem. Dunno why. I just feel like going out, and going out, and going out. Haha. I don't want to study anymore. But I have to, because I have a dream. I want to become someone whome my parents can be proud of. Naks! Haha. Anyways, wala lang. I have to get back to work. So. Bbye! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-3156692513653117760?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/3156692513653117760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=3156692513653117760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3156692513653117760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3156692513653117760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/01/purple.html' title='purple.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-6828787184733876395</id><published>2007-01-06T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T01:50:38.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conversation.</title><content type='html'>In Harrison Plaza..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I think we have to stop this... I'm sorry&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence. Kaba. Gulat. Shock. Mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;M: Basahin mo.&lt;br /&gt;J: Oh my God. Ano to?&lt;br /&gt;M: *shocked* Ewan ko. Replayan mo. Kunwari ikaw yung nakabasa ng text. Kunwari hndi ko pa nababasa kasi nasa'yo yung fone ko.&lt;br /&gt;J: Osigesige.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text conversation between J and N:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;J: Ui. C *toot* to. Hindi niya pa nababasa yung text mo kasi nasakin yung fone niya. Bakit ganito? Anong nangyari? Maybe you should talk things over.&lt;br /&gt;N: Cge. Ngayon na.&lt;br /&gt;J: Papunta kami sa MOA.&lt;br /&gt;N: E pupunta pa ko sa school eh. Hindi ako makakasunod dyan.&lt;br /&gt;J: Gusto mo puntahan ka na lang namin?&lt;br /&gt;N: Kayo bahala. Pero wag n'yo ko sisisishin na pinuntahan n'yo ko dito ah. &lt;br /&gt;J: Nagtataka si *toink* kung bakit kami pupunta sa school n'yo pero ok lang daw.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward.. Fast forward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In LRT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;J: Di ba may sasabihin ka kay *toink*? Sabihin mo na bago tayo umalis.&lt;br /&gt;N: Eeee. Umalis ka. Pano kami makakapag-usap kung andyan ka?&lt;br /&gt;M: Hindi. Dyan ka lang. Anyways, malalaman mo rin naman yung pagu-uusapan namin kaya dyan ka na lang. Nakakatamda magkwento eh.&lt;br /&gt;J: Ay. Tinamad. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;N: Ayoko. Wala. Sumakay na tayo sa LRT.&lt;br /&gt;M: Seryoso ako. Mag-usap na tayo.&lt;br /&gt;N: *toot* alis na.&lt;br /&gt;J: Aalis na ko.&lt;br /&gt;M; Dyan ka lang.&lt;br /&gt;N: Tara na. Ayoko na.&lt;br /&gt;M: Anu ba? Sige na nga, lumayo ka muna samin. Game.&lt;br /&gt;N: Lumapit ka. Pano tayo makakapag-usap kung malayo ka?&lt;br /&gt;M: Hindi naman kelangan magkalapit ang lahat ng taong nag-uusap.&lt;br /&gt;N: Ayoko. Lumapit ka.&lt;br /&gt;M: Ayoko. Game. Usap na tayo.&lt;br /&gt;N: Ayoko. Tara na. *walk out*&lt;br /&gt;M: Anu ba yan. Ang arte.&lt;br /&gt;J: Oo nga. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;M: *lapit kay N* Sige na. Mag-usap na tayo. Layo ka muna *toink*. Game. &lt;br /&gt;N: *almost whispering* Itigil na muna natin to.&lt;br /&gt;M: Replay. Ulitin mo nga yung sinabi mo.&lt;br /&gt;N: Itigil na muna natin to.&lt;br /&gt;M: Bakit may muna?&lt;br /&gt;N: Ayaw mo? &lt;br /&gt;M: Oo.&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;M: Anu bang rason mo? Anu bang rason mo?&lt;br /&gt;N: Mag-aayos muna ako.&lt;br /&gt;M: Ah. Ok. Sigurado ka na ba d'yan?&lt;br /&gt;N: *silence* Oo.&lt;br /&gt;M: Ok.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text conversation between M and N:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;N: I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;M: I love myself and my pride more, so youo don't have to say sorry. I'm not hurt. *blah blah blah*&lt;br /&gt;N: Are we cool?&lt;br /&gt;M: Nyee. Do you really want me to answer that silly question?&lt;br /&gt;N: I won't be asking that question if I don't need an answer.&lt;br /&gt;M: Let's not be a hypocrite. No, we're not cool.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had a great time last Thursday. I went to my alma mater, De La Salle Lipa, to visit my friends. Haha. Precious and Beverly accompanied me on my visit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They toured me to the TS Building. Huwaw. I liked it so much there. It was so nice. I especially liked the rooftop. &lt;i&gt;Mahangin&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. Basta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I'm a celebrity there. Haha. Because everytime I see a kakilala or kaibigan, they always greet me. Haha. Tapos kahit yung hindi ko naman pinapansin or hindi ako pinapansin dati, todo pansin na sakin ngayon. Haha. Nakakaloko talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakisit-in ako sa klse ni Beverly. Philippine History yung subject. Ansaya. Haha. Inacknowledge pa nung prof yung presence ko doon. Haha. Hindi man lang siya nagalit o kung anuman. Haha. Ayos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Vito Cruz - St. Anthony - Parañaque - Vito Cruz - Boni today. Wala lang. Honestly, I didn't enjoy what happened to us yesterday. Well, maybe except for the times when Kencel was trying to crack a joke. Basta. Aun na un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of this post was supposed to be &lt;s&gt;bad&lt;/s&gt; good start of the year, but I dunno why I changed it. Haha. Anyways, wala lang. I feel indifferent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-6828787184733876395?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/6828787184733876395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=6828787184733876395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/6828787184733876395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/6828787184733876395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2007/01/conversation.html' title='conversation.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-5057918514876096760</id><published>2006-12-27T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T10:16:55.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new look.</title><content type='html'>I've got a sore ear. And it's really aching. Aww. I want to remove the earrings already! But I can't because everytime I try to remove it, my ear hurts. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I got my hair dyed just yesterday. Haha. From jet-black, it's now colored brown. Haha. I love it! Huwaw. I always get shocked everytime I look in the mirror. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Hindi pa ko sanay na ganito yung kulay ng buhok ko.&lt;/i&gt; Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang. We celebrated our Christmas in Quezon City. It was just like any other day. Tsk. I really didn't feel Christmas at all. Even my cousins didn't feel it too. And I know it's not only us who didn't feel Christmas also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the hang of making straw stars or what they call lucky stars. Haha. It's really cute. Uber. Labsi labsi dudels! Haha. I'll put pictures of it here if I have the time. Haha. Want to make one also? Go to this site. &lt;A href="http://www3.telus.net/public/rosesen/straw/index.html"&gt;Click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun lang. Tapos na ang pasko. Kaya eto na lang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;ADVANCE HAPPY NEW YEAR! :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-5057918514876096760?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/5057918514876096760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=5057918514876096760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/5057918514876096760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/5057918514876096760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-got-sore-ear.html' title='new look.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-8252648750809807670</id><published>2006-12-22T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T06:58:51.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last 3 days.</title><content type='html'>Last December 20 was the start of my Christmas vacation. Wee! I am free from all the stress school is giving me, for now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our peace camp last Tuesday at our school. We slept there. The school did a lot of activities for us, which I did not enjoy much. But I like the hostesses in that peace camp, especially the kiddo. She is very good in articulating and she has a nice accent. Haha. Wala lang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing much to tell about the peace camp, so I'll move on with another topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, my friends and I went to Glorietta because of Jeanette's request that we should bond together before the Christmas vacation starts that Setti ruined because she did not join us. Tsk tsk. So there were only five of us. Haii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving at Glorietta, we hurried down to Tokyo Tokyo because we were starving. Haha. We ate there, of course. Beef teriyaki + red iced tea + mixed sushi. Yum yum! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we went to the black part of Glorietta to window shop. Haha. And i saw someone being dreadlocked. Ooohh. I would love my hair to be dreadlocked. Before. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my ear pierced, too! Jazzy also. Haha. Yes naman! Haha. We're really soul sisters. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Market! Market! last tuesday, before the peace camp. This time it was the four of us + Setti, but no Jeanette. Tsk. We were never complete. Aww. I wish, I wish.. No. I will not tell it here because someone I know might read it and I will be in big trouble again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we shopped there. Haha. Especially Setti. It was as if she bought the whole mall. No, I was just exaggerating. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to school at 4pm. Arrived at 4:30pm. Saw Monica. Met Khai, that was just actually her nickname. Her real name was Kamille, with a "K", not with a "C". Why is there so many C/Kamilles in this world? Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace camp... Fast forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Wednesday came, we had our Dawn Mass and we were off. Jazzy and I went to Jollibee to eat breakfast. Then, we headed to Monica's house to take a bath. Haha. After taking a bath, their family entertained us. Haha. Aliw yung mama ni Monica. Haha. Ankulet. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10:30am, we went to Mapua to meet Kencel and the others. No, that was a joke. The traffic made that a joke. We went to Greenbelt instead. There, we just window shopped and roamed around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas! Kencel and JR already arrived. Haha. Wala lang. Anu ba yan. Nakalimutan ko na yung mga ginawa namin doon. Haha. Basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 7:30pm. End. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I have this mannerism that I would always jump and jog in place whenever I get excited. Haha. Weird. My friend told me that I look like I have a spring in my body. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 3-day gala-to-the-max-up-to-the-extent-that-I-go-home-late with my friends was the last time that I will be able to be with them. For this year. So that's why nilubos-lubos ko na. Nagpakahyper ako, nantrip ako, at lahat na. Haha. Basta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so miss my friends. Aww. Miss you guys! See you next year, or month! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Christmas is near, eh? Hmmm. I still do not feel the essence of it. For me, Christmas will just be another day. Nothing special. I do not mean that Jesus' birth is not special, ah. It's just that.. I do not feel the essence of it. That's all. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still.. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all of you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-8252648750809807670?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/8252648750809807670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=8252648750809807670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/8252648750809807670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/8252648750809807670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/12/gala-talaga.html' title='last 3 days.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-8761629834378056780</id><published>2006-12-14T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T20:27:40.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second home.</title><content type='html'>Medyo maraming nangyari sakin ngayong linggo. Haha. At lagi tuloy akong ginagabi umuwi. Tsk. Ngayong araw lang nga ako umuwi ng maaga. Yehes! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunes. Hindi ako pumasok sa Philo class ko sa kadahilanang ang lakas ng ulan samin. Ahm. Err. Sa totoo lang, noong mga oras na kailangan ko ng pumasok ay hindi na umuulan pero dahil tinatamad na talaga ako, hindi na ko pumasok. Haha. Tumambay lang ako dito samin. Tapos. Dapat aattend na ko ng symposium namin tungkol sa Personality Development eh. Kaso lang nahikayat ako ng aking kaibigan na wag ng umattend noon at pumunta na lang sakanila. Tsk tsk. BI. Haha. Kaya aun, hindi na ko pumasok. Pinapunta niya ako sa Magallanes kasi sabi niya dun niya daw ako susunduin. Pinaghintay niya ko dun ng tatlumpong minuto. Nakatambay lang ako sa overpass doon. Hehe. Para akong nagpapakasenti. Basta. Kung makikita n'yo lang ang itsura ko ng mga oras na yun. Ang lamig pa man din at napakamahangin nun. Haha. Basta. Edi aun nga. Dumating na ang kaibigan ko kasama ang ate niya at ang isa pa naming kaibigan. Pumunta kami sa Air Base, kung yun nga ang tawag dun, at pinuntahan yung best friend niya. Nanghiram sila ng drum set. Tas umalis na kami. May pinuntahan pa kaming isa pang lugar at nanghiram naman sila ng amplifier. Aun. Noong nakarating na kami sa kanila, pumunta ako sa pinakapaborito kong lugar sa bahay nila. Ang kanilang sofa. Haha. At nahiga doon. Nanood na rin ako ng telebisyon. Kaso lang, hindi ko marinig yung pinapanood ko kasi nagbaband practice sila. Nagkukunwari na lang ako na naiintindihan ko yung pinapanood ko. Haha. Aun. Tas noong tapos na sila magpractice, nagpunta kami sa Frio Mixx para kumain. Tas bumalik sa kanila. Tas naglaro ng pusoy dos. Haha. Natalo lang ako ng isang beses. Haha. Ansaya. Tapos nun. Umuwi na ko. Hinatid nila ko sa sakayan tas aun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martes. Pagkatapos ng klase namin, nagpunta uli ako sa bahay nila. Pero sa pagkakataong ito, kasama ko na si Jazzy kasi pupunta rin doon yung boyfriend niya. Aun. Pagkarating namin doon, tumangla lang kami at pinanood silang magensayo. Tapos umalis yung dalawa naming kaibigan kasi kukuha pa sila ng exam sa paaralan nila. Aun. Wala lang. Nagkwentuhan at naglokohan lang kami dun. Para kaming mga ewan. Haha. Tapos. Bumalik na yung kaibigan namin na kumuha ng test. Yung isa na lang yung bumalik sa kanila kasi umuwi na daw yung isa. Naglaro uli kami ng pusoy dos. Haha. Sa pagkakataong ito, may parusa na. Kung sinong matatalo, iinom ng isang baso ng tubig. Haha. Isang beses lang uli ako natalo! Haha. At proud ako dun dahil mas marami silang nainom na tubig kaysa sakin. Haha. Kaya aun. Napagdesisyunan na namin umuwi pagkatpos noon at hinatid kami ni ate. At ang lakas ng trip ng mga kaibigan ko. Hinatid nila ko sa bahay namin. Haha. Ansaya. Libre pamasahe. Haha. Tapos, sa bahay namin natulog si Jazzy. Haha. Kasi hinikayat ko siya. Haha. Aun. Basta. Natuwa ako ng sobra dahil hinatid nila ko hanggang samin. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miyerkules. Nagpunta kami sa glorietta. At naggala doon. Aun lang. Ayoko na ikwento yung buong detalye. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwebes. Ngayon iyon. Wala lang. Hindi ako naggala. Haha. Umuwi na kaagad ako samin pagkatapos ng klase ko. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun. Wala lang. Haha. Baka bumalik nanaman ako sa bahay ng kaibigan ko bukas. Pangalawang bahay ko na yun eh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quote that Lala made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I follow this street...&lt;br /&gt;That leads to this walk...&lt;br /&gt;That stops at this door...&lt;br /&gt;That holds you...&lt;br /&gt;Who holds me...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm home. &amp;hearts; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-8761629834378056780?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/8761629834378056780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=8761629834378056780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/8761629834378056780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/8761629834378056780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/12/second-home.html' title='second home.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-7235183857621374249</id><published>2006-12-08T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:08:27.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a celebration and a rose.</title><content type='html'>Today was the finale of our school's centennnial celebration. We had a mass in the morning, which I really got bored, and we had a field demo in Rizal Track Oval in the afternoon, which I really got irritated because it was really hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our block along with the other 2 blocks presented a street dance entitled Sinulog. Haha. Wala lang. We all did well in the presentation, I think. Even though some of us were not able to perform because of our costumes. Tsk. Kulang ang binigay na costume samin. Aynako. Asar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the presentation, we went to see our friends who watched us perform, and we went to Greenwich in Harrison Plaza to, of course, eat. He gave me a black rose, which I truly loved and liked because I really want to have a black rose. Though he only used a spray paint to make that rose black. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just arrived in our home so I am really really tired. My feet is aching so much and I am so hungry. I want to eat! And rest. So there. I will go now. Bbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-7235183857621374249?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/7235183857621374249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=7235183857621374249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/7235183857621374249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/7235183857621374249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/12/celebration-and-rose.html' title='a celebration and a rose.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-3569917746892305941</id><published>2006-12-04T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:18:27.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th anniversary + swimming.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, as what i have said in my last post, was the 100th Anniversary of our school. So, we were &lt;s&gt;asked&lt;/s&gt; required to go to Ninoy Aquino Stadium to join in the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebration was at 8am, but I had to go to Vito Cruz at 7 am because I have to get my uniform in our school. However, I will only be able to get my uniform through Zehti because I cannot enter our school because I was wearing civilian clothes. So, there I was on my way to Vito Cruz when Zehti said that she was still in Imus, Cavite. Tsk. Badtrip. Good thing Krishore texted me! Haha. I found a way to kill time while waiting for Zehti to come. Yay! Haha. I stayed at his condo while waiting for Zehti. While I was there, Krishore and I talked about things such as what happened to some of our friends, &amp;c. Then finally, Zehti was already at Vito Cruz! Haha. I bid farewell to Krishore and went to her dorm, which is inside our school. Zehti went to our locker and took my unifrom, and I quickly changed because she said that we were going to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. We were already in Ninoy. &lt;i&gt;Wala lang&lt;/i&gt;. We celebrated the Institutional Mass there, and they gave us food(ensaymada + mineral water) after the mass. Then, they &lt;s&gt;asked&lt;/s&gt; required us to join the parade. Tsk. It was freaking hot! We had to walk from Ninoy up to our school. My golay. Tsk tsk. Ok. So much for the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that event, we went to Marcy's house in Parañaque because we were going to swim in Silverhomes. Wee! Haha. I borrowed a swim suit to Marcy because I wasn't able to bring a swim suit. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ansaya!&lt;/i&gt; We did a lot of stuffs there. We raced in the pool, played pusoy dos, ate pizza, and did merry-go-round like in the pool. Haha. I really enjoyed that swimming although some serious things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JR and Jazzy were able to talk things over also during that swimming. Whew. Now, I think they are ok and I hope that they will be ok. &lt;i&gt;Answeet nga nila pagkatapos nilang mag-usap eh.&lt;/i&gt; You see, I want all my friends to be happy with their lives, especially their love lives. *yikee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to Marcy's house to clean ourselves up and to change our clothes. Also, we helped her do their project in Chem lab. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, those were the things that happened to me yesterday. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-3569917746892305941?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/3569917746892305941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=3569917746892305941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3569917746892305941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3569917746892305941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterday-as-what-i-have-said-in-my.html' title='100th anniversary + swimming.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-2055199410913013142</id><published>2006-12-03T05:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T05:25:11.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New layout! Yay! I love this one. Über. This layout is sort of an emo one, if I may say so. Haha. So, what do you think of it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, our school will be celebrating its 100th Anniversary today! So, may pasok tuloy kami ngayon. Tsk. Oh well. I'll update this entry later. &lt;br /&gt;Adios! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-2055199410913013142?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/2055199410913013142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=2055199410913013142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/2055199410913013142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/2055199410913013142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-layout-yay-i-love-this-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-4471184173791705833</id><published>2006-11-27T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:29:26.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letters.</title><content type='html'>Ok. I was tagged by Avy. Haha. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;KEY:&lt;br /&gt;A: Likes to drink.&lt;br /&gt;B: Likes people&lt;br /&gt;C: Is wild and crazy&lt;br /&gt;D: Has one of the best personalities&lt;br /&gt;ever.&lt;br /&gt;E: A GOOD KISSER&lt;br /&gt;F: People adore you.&lt;br /&gt;G: Never let people tell you what to&lt;br /&gt;do.&lt;br /&gt;H: Have a very good personality and&lt;br /&gt;looks.&lt;br /&gt;I: Loyal to those you love. Loves&lt;br /&gt;everyone.&lt;br /&gt;J: Lives life for fun.&lt;br /&gt;K: Really silly.&lt;br /&gt;L: Loved by everyone&lt;br /&gt;M: Makes dating fun&lt;br /&gt;N: Dead sexy.&lt;br /&gt;O: Best in bed.&lt;br /&gt;P: Popular with all types of people.&lt;br /&gt;Q: A hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;R: Fuckin crazy&lt;br /&gt;S: Easy to fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;T: Loyal to those you love.&lt;br /&gt;U: Really like to chill.&lt;br /&gt;V: Not judgemental.&lt;br /&gt;W: Very broad minded.&lt;br /&gt;X: Never let people tell you what to&lt;br /&gt;do.&lt;br /&gt;Y: One of the best damn bf/gf anyone&lt;br /&gt;could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;Z: always ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nick Name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Makes dating fun&lt;br /&gt;I: Loyal to those you love. Loves&lt;br /&gt;everyone.&lt;br /&gt;L: Loved by everyone&lt;br /&gt;O: Best in bed.&lt;br /&gt;N: Dead sexy.&lt;br /&gt;G: Never let people tell you what to&lt;br /&gt;do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Real Name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Makes dating fun&lt;br /&gt;A: Likes to drink.&lt;br /&gt;R: Fuckin crazy&lt;br /&gt;I: Loyal to those you love. Loves&lt;br /&gt;everyone.&lt;br /&gt;A: Likes to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Is wild and crazy&lt;br /&gt;A: Likes to drink.&lt;br /&gt;M: Makes dating fun&lt;br /&gt;I: Loyal to those you love. Loves&lt;br /&gt;everyone.&lt;br /&gt;L: Loved by everyone&lt;br /&gt;L: Loved by everyone&lt;br /&gt;E: A GOOD KISSER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Makes dating fun&lt;br /&gt;I: Loyal to those you love. Loves&lt;br /&gt;everyone.&lt;br /&gt;R: Fuckin crazy&lt;br /&gt;A: Likes to drink.&lt;br /&gt;N: Dead sexy.&lt;br /&gt;D: Has one of the best personalities&lt;br /&gt;ever.&lt;br /&gt;A: Likes to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reaction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwaw. Haha. I wasn't expecting this. Gosh. Haha. Some of them are true, some are not. Guess which is which. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/loveyou.jpg" height="300" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't fall in love to someone who will give something like this to you +  rose + effort + care + everything? Haha. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave this to me last Tuesday. *yikee* &lt;i&gt;Talagang pinaghirapan niya yan.&lt;/i&gt; And I was really shocked and surprised when this was given to me. I had butterflies in my stomach and my world stopped for 5 seconds. Haha. I didn't know what to do then. Haha. I really want to tell you every detail of what happened that day but i just can't. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Gusto ko kasi mambitin&lt;/i&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do believe in the saying that when a door closes, a window will surely open. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-4471184173791705833?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/4471184173791705833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=4471184173791705833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/4471184173791705833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/4471184173791705833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/11/initials.html' title='letters.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-8732995901584336402</id><published>2006-11-26T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T08:58:36.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;We won 2nd place! Yay! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamusta naman. Ansaya-saya naming lahat, ang mga Psychology students ng aming paaralan dahil kami ay nanalo ng 2nd place sa talent show-off competition ng aming eskwelahan kahapon. Haha. Wee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayaw ang aming ginawa sa competition na iyon. At dalawang araw lang kami nagensayo para sa event na iyon. Noong Huwebes lang ng gabi kami nagumpisa magensayo. Bale paspasan na. Haha. At dahil doon, ang sakit ng aking katawan. Hanggang ngayon masakit pa rin yun. Haha. Pero ayos lang, kasi nanalo naman kami. Haha. Hindi naman inaasahan na mananalo kami dahil nga dalawang araw lang kami nagensayo, pero nanalo pa rin kami. Kaya sobrang ansaya namin. Haha. Masasabi kong ginawa namin ang lahat ng aming makakaya para sa event na iyon. Kaya nanalo kami. Paano na lang kaya kung matagal kaming nagensayo? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit kaya ganun? Ang gwapo ng mga obit sa paaralan namin. Haha. Katulad na lamang ng isa naming senior, ang gwapo niya. Haha. Mahal ko na nga siya eh. Haha. Joke lang. Noong nageensayo nga kami, nilalapitan ko siya eh. Haha. Ang landi! Nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang pagod pa ko hanggang ngayon, kaya hanggang dito na lang muna. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday and Thursday, something very good, or should I say sweet, happened to me. Haha. Hmmm. *yikee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to my tungayat Jasmin Santiago(Nov 24) and my bestfriend Beverly Atienza(Nov 26). Labshu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-8732995901584336402?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/8732995901584336402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=8732995901584336402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/8732995901584336402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/8732995901584336402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/11/second-place.html' title='second place.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-3151586290629187887</id><published>2006-11-19T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:10:28.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days straight.</title><content type='html'>May hang uber pa rin ako hanggang ngayon. Tsk. Ayoko na. Ansakit na ng ulo ko. Sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangag pa ko ngayon. Nakakainis. Ansakit talaga ng ulo ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, me and my friends went to Monica's house, again. We rode on the LRT and on the jeep on our way there. My golay. It was so hot! The sun was at its highest then. Tsk tsk. Badtrip. My ever-so happy mood was changed because of that. But it came back when we reached Monica's house. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kencel and the others just sang on the karaoke while I just watched them. Haha. I don't sing in a karaoke. Haha. We also drank there. And enjoyed ourselves. And did everything we want to fall out of boredom. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friend became so drunk that day that he wasn't able to stand up on his own feet. Haha. That was the first time that I saw him like that. He acted so crazy. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends from high school saw each other again at our favorite tambayan yesterday. Mini reunion. Again. Haha. Too bad we weren't complete again. As always. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun. From the drinking sessions + chatting sessions + bangag sessions and everything else. The only bad part there was I got drunk. Haha. For the first time in my entire life since I started drinking, that was the first time that I really felt drunk. Haha. It was a good thing that I was able to go home without them(pertaing to my parents) noticing that I was drunk. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend got so drunk that he wasn't able to stand up. Haha. We were so worried about him. Good thing his tito was there to help him. Haha. It was not the first that I saw him like that, though. He's always like that everytime we drink. Haha. He always wants to drink yet he has low tolerance in it. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko na. Ansakit na talaga ng ulo ko. May hang uber pa talaga ko. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, happy birtday to Melanie Amar(Nov 14) and Anna Carlos(Nov 16).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-3151586290629187887?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/3151586290629187887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=3151586290629187887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3151586290629187887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3151586290629187887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/11/2-days-straight.html' title='2 days straight.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-3996768786775448345</id><published>2006-11-14T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:51:40.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nstp.</title><content type='html'>NSTP was our only class today. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, we had our TAPATAN. Re-orientation for the 1st year and 3rd year students. Haha. TAPATAN = no Chem + Comm Arts. Wee! Haha. Aun. Wala lang. I didn't understand what they were talking about because I wasn't listening. As always. lol. All I know is that the open forum sucks. Kulasas were asking stupid questions. Tsk. I think they just wanted to be in front so they asked questions that is not worth questioning. Tsk tsk. During that open forum, I pitied our NSTP professor. &lt;i&gt;Dinikdik ng reklamo eh. Ambad talaga. Tsk. Hindi man lang nila naappreciate yung effort nun. Haii.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Senate today to watch, err, I don't know. Haha. It has something to do with the Batas Kasambahay thing. Sorry, I wasn't listening while we were in that place. lol. Oh, we went to the Senate because it's our NSTP. Oha. NSTP is not just about cleaning the environment and everything. Somehow, this subject has sense. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were in the Senate, I saw, of course, the senators. lol. &lt;i&gt;Wala lang&lt;/i&gt;. They were just like in their own houses by the way they sit on their respective chairs. If you just saw Drilon and Flavier, you'll surely laugh at how they sit! Haha. Oh, I was so frustrated because I wasn't able to hear Miriam Defensor-Santiago talk. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, we heard a devastating news. JR's niece just died because of pneumonia. Haii. We were so shocked to hear that. &lt;i&gt;Pero mali talaga yung detalye eh, yung 2 years old daw niyang pamangkin yun namatay, yun pala, yung 3 months old niyang pamangkin yun namatay. Tsk. Si Kencel talaga oh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the &lt;i&gt;burol&lt;/i&gt; yesterday at San Felipe Chapel in Boni. Aun. Wala lang. The baby was so cute. When I saw her, she was just like sleepinng. Tsk. Poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~**~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like studying tonight, so goodbye folks! bleh. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-3996768786775448345?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/3996768786775448345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=3996768786775448345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3996768786775448345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3996768786775448345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/11/nstp.html' title='nstp.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-6415808485185836499</id><published>2006-11-13T04:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:04:20.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends.</title><content type='html'>Darn. Why does this have to happen? I so hate it. My last post was not published and now, I have to repeat it. Tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I had a really good time with my "newly found friends" and my blockmates. We did a lot of crazy and cute stuffs. lol. I enjoyed it so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what one of my earlier posts said, we watched Open Season at MOA. IMAX. Yay. I really love the film. That's my dream movie. Haha. I soooo love it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Monica's house. There, we did everything that we could possibly do out of boredom. Haha. We watched television, they sang at the karaoke, we played cards, they ate weird food(tuna + corned beef + rice) and everything. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corny. This is the word that will best describe my friends. Haha. They always crack a joke that's not even funny. Haha. The only reason I laugh is because of their expressions and the way they deliver their jokes. Haha. Sabi nga ni Kencel, "Ang corny daw ay sweet." lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also discovered a new card game. Good morning, Mr. Jack. Haha. I cannot tell the mechanics. It's too hard to explain. Anyway, this game is corny so don't bother knowing this game. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had a good time last week. Too bad I cannot tell every detail. Haha. Why? &lt;i&gt;Ayoko eh&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ghaddd. I am not loveless. Definitely not. Haha. God really loves me. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-6415808485185836499?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/6415808485185836499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=6415808485185836499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/6415808485185836499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/6415808485185836499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/11/friends_13.html' title='friends.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-9018610450748753418</id><published>2006-11-08T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:25:36.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. May klase kami ngayon! La lang. Inextra ko lang to. Wala magawa eh. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry hindi na ko mayadong nakakapagblog hop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-9018610450748753418?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/9018610450748753418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=9018610450748753418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/9018610450748753418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/9018610450748753418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-4931554533282261870</id><published>2006-11-06T05:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T06:11:29.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.</title><content type='html'>Today marks the end of my sembreak and marks the start of my second semester. Haha. My class will start on 10:30am. After that, my friends and I will go to MOA to watch Open Season! Yehesssss! Haha. My ever so dream movie! I've been waiting for that movie since summer vacation. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Wala lang. Haha. I've got nothing decent to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've realized that, "Wala na talagang lalaking mapagkakatiwalaan ngayon at marami pa rin ang mga tangang babae". Yes, I'm generalizing. No exceptions. All men. But for the female, I'm not generalizing. Haha. Sorry for my male readers. Peace! Love you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become a shock absorber! Tsk tsk. Almost all my friends who have "love problems" are turning to me for my advice. Psychology. Haha. Tsk. Nakakasama kaya yun ng loob. Puro ang alam mong bagay ay masasama. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi dapat tumigil ang mundo natin kung ang mahal natin ay iniwan tayo. Yung parang magpapakadepress tayo. Dapat matuto tayong tanggapin ang lahat ng bagay na dumadating satin kahit na hindi natin ito gusto. Anu ba. Bata pa naman tayo! Marami pang darating sa buhay natin na magiging mas masaya pa tayo." I always say those words to myself and to my friends who have "love problems". Haha. I love to think that way. It's so nice. Haha. Because of these words, Monica told that I am a sensible person after all. Yehesss! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Aun lang. Wala talaga ako mailagay. Haha. Paalam! Tara ng magsipasok at mag-aral muli! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-4931554533282261870?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/4931554533282261870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=4931554533282261870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/4931554533282261870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/4931554533282261870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha.html' title='haha.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-1446493110789291250</id><published>2006-11-02T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T17:40:23.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how's that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Gcng k pa? I just wna grit u a happy birthday. Cguro hnd stable ang relationship ntn ngyn but i want you to know that i love you so much and aym stil willing to spnd the rest of my life with u. Hope that u have more bdays to come with me as your boyfriend. I wish u all the best. Bt b aq nage2nglish? Haha. La lang. In tagalog eh mahal na mahal kita. Hbang buhay kta mamahalin. Andto lng aq palage para sau. D kta iiwan. I hope that we kud celebrate ur bday together. Kht sa linggo lng. Aun. Mahal n mahal kita. Happy bday kisses ko. Camille ko. Akn k lng. Forever tau magsasama. Wlng mkpgh2walay sa ten. Forever love. Sna dhl ngbrthday ka na eh u wil chnge ur bad ways na. Sna anu. Wla ng lokohan. Sna gwn mu n ung mga pnpagawa ko. Sana wg mu n ibreak ang mga promises un lng. Anu kya brthday wish mu? Sna ksma aq dun. La lang. I love you so much. Even though we're apart you wil always be here in my heart. La lang. Haha. Haii. Kung g2wn mu lng sna ang mga pnapagawa ko. Wla na sanang away, gulo, lokohan. Anyway. Birthday mo ngyn! Antanda mo na! Kya matuto ka na. Ok? La lang. I miss you so much. Tnx 4 ur love, care, support. Thank you sa lhat. Aym such a lucky guy to have you by my side. La lan ule. Bsta mahal na mahal kta. Sobra. Gnagawa ko lhat para sau. Para lng hnd aq mgkasala at mgalit ka sa kn. Kc ayoko ng gnun. Mhrap un. Lage ka mag-iingat. Wg ka magpapabaya kc npakahalaga mu sa ken. Ikaw n ang buhay ko. Sau lng umiikot ang mundo ko. Para s kn ikaw n ang lahat. Kya d ko kaya n mwla k sa ken. Kya wag mo ko iwan. La lang. Un lng. Baw. I love you po. Happy birthday. Mahal na mahal kta. Forever tau magsasama. Till death do us part. D ako magsasawang mahalin ka. Lage k mgpkbaet at lage mu lng aq sundin. Ok? Tma na. Haha. Blow out ah. Ha. Bgo nga pla mtapos eh try mu iforward tas tngnan mu ung number sa tass. (",).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//06.17.2006&lt;br /&gt;  12:55 am&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how's that?&lt;br /&gt;Sigurado akong mababasa mo 'to.&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nga ng status msg ko kagabi sa ym, yun na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[habol]&lt;br /&gt;This a text message given to me by someone during my last birthday.&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest text I've ever received in my entire life. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I was able to keep this text message for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I will get rid of this text message. &lt;br /&gt;Now, as I put this here, I will erase it in my cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;And this will mark a new start for me. &lt;br /&gt;A new chapter. A new life. Without the sender. Perhaps. &lt;br /&gt;Lonely? No. Happy? No. Alone? &lt;b&gt;NO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;Such a stupid post. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;[/habol]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-1446493110789291250?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/1446493110789291250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=1446493110789291250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/1446493110789291250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/1446493110789291250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/11/hows-that.html' title='how&apos;s that?'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-7638222059778079121</id><published>2006-10-30T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:12:58.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loving this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/boyslikegirls.jpg" align="left" border="1" bordercolor="#000000" valign="5"&gt;For some reasons, I have learned to love this band so much in such a short span of time. You see, I just heard this band a few days ago by my friend, Bibi, and now I am so crazy about them. lol. This band is &lt;b&gt;&lt;A target="_blank" href="http://www.boyslikegirls.com"&gt;Boys Like Girls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. They are sooooper great! I just love them. Almost all of their songs touched my heart. I don't know. I just like their songs. I can play their songs over and over again without me getting bored or something. Haha. Listen to them also, you might want to like them, or love them. Just like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The band Boys Like Girls was formed in the final months of 2005, when singer/guitarist Martin Johnson wrote a handful of songs he was looking to record. He recruited bassist Bryan Donahue and drummer John Keefe, both of which had been in bands of different setups with the frontman. Keefe brought along lead guitarist Paul DiGiovanni, who he had collaborated recently on a brief demo recording with, to complete the line-up — oddly enough, the two learned that they were distant cousins several months later.The quartet soon opened a PureVolume account to showcase their music, and uploaded a roughly recorded demo of "The Great Escape" and an acoustic rendition of "Thunder" to their profile. By the end of the year, the group had landed the #1 spot on the website's Top Unsigned Artists chart.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boys_Like_Girls"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/200px-Boyslikegirls_cover_hiresFINA.jpg" align="left" border="1" bordercolor="#000000" valign="5"&gt;This is their self-titled debut album released last August 22, 2006 through Columbia Records/Red Ink. Their lead single is Hero/Heroine with the music video directed by Mark Serao and Chris Vaglio of Grey Sky Films. I really love this song. It's my favorite. Haha. It really touched my heart. I don't know why. &lt;i&gt;Basta&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. Watch the video. Although I didn't really like this much because it looks too simple. Haha. But even so, the girl here is pretty. So watch it. Haha. I like the highlights in her hair. If that's what it's supposed to be called. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centeR&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T2ye7cUAJH8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T2ye7cUAJH8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love &lt;I&gt;The Great Escape&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. And, &lt;i&gt;Learning to Fall&lt;/i&gt;. Listen to these songs. Ok? These are so good! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*~~*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;a href="http://avys-anguish.blogspot.com/"&gt;Avy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://glowinthedark.ebloggy.com/"&gt;Celena&lt;/a&gt; tagged me. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to list down 9 weird things about myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I sometimes cry at night for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love pushing people away. Specifically, boys.&lt;br /&gt;3. The more people tell me not to do something, the more I do it.&lt;br /&gt;4. I check someone's blog even if I don't really like her.&lt;br /&gt;5. Even if I am so hungry, or starving, I don't eat.&lt;br /&gt;6. I hate blabbermouths, but I, myself, is a blabbermouth. Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;7. I dream of seeing a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;8. I like wearing eyeliner whether it be black, pink, white or blue.&lt;br /&gt;9. Everything about me is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. That's basically it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I will not tag anyone. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*~~*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so miss my blockmates. Aww. Too bad they weren't able to go to our house yesterday due to some reasons. Tsk tsk. &lt;i&gt;I miss you guys!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm finished! So, bbye! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/y006.jpg" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-7638222059778079121?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/7638222059778079121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=7638222059778079121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/7638222059778079121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/7638222059778079121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-some-reasons-i-have-learned-to-love.html' title='loving this.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-951940986603929348</id><published>2006-10-27T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T23:04:11.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>productivity.</title><content type='html'>Today, me and Marcy went to our school again to get our class schedule and to get our ID cards verified since we were not able to get that last Monday due to stupidity. We forgot our class cards, which is the key for us to get our class schedule. Haha. So there. We had to go back to school today. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waw. I love my new schedule! Haha. &lt;i&gt;Wala lang&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Marcy ate at Munch 'n Gulp after getting our class schedule. There, we ate our favorite meal, Combo # 2. Haha. Yum yum! ^_^ We also did our favorite hobby, talking. Haha. Our conversation was endless. We never ran out of topics. From her textmates to the missing chickens to the &lt;i&gt;Totoy Boys&lt;/i&gt; to the Bay Break down to the tatooed ankle. It was just so fun. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we decided to go to MOA. But due to laziness, we changed our mind. We just went to Rob Manila because Rob is nearer than MOA. Haha. So there. After getting to Rob, we went straightly to the movie house. We found many good movies that are watchable. And, we just couldn't choose which movie to watch. Aaaak. Haha. But in the end, we chose to watch The Prestige. Yay! Haha. Our decision was right. The movie was soooooooo fantastic! Haha. I love the way they made that movie. There were alot of twists. &lt;i&gt;Basta&lt;/i&gt;. I highly recommend The Prestige! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home at around 4pm. &lt;i&gt;Mababait na bata&lt;/i&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. My day became productive after all! Haha. Huwaw. After being isolated in our house for two days. Haha. Doing nothing but being in front of the pc. Waw. I just can't believe it. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-951940986603929348?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/951940986603929348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=951940986603929348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/951940986603929348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/951940986603929348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/10/productivity.html' title='productivity.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-165473610870127583</id><published>2006-10-23T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T03:30:40.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a celebration.</title><content type='html'>Wee. Haha. I already got all my class cards last Friday and Saturday. And, I'm satisfied with my grades except for Fundamentals of Psychology. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our security guard annonuced to us that there's a free bomb in the LRT/MRT. "Bomb treat". Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that "treat", my blockmates and I didn't want to use the LRT/MRT as a ride to Glorietta. Instead, we rode on a taxi. &lt;i&gt;Hayup. Ang inet!&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After arriving at Glorietta, we strolled around the mall and went to the movie house. But to our disappointment, all the movies were not that good and some of the movie booths are under renovation. Tsk tsk. Sadness. So, we just walked away to the movie house and thought of other things that we could do there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to our boredom in Glorietta, we have decided to go to Greenbelt. There, we did nothing. Still. Haha. We just went to Seattle's to grab some coffee. Yum yum! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Marcy and Jeanette went home already. Aww. So, Dianna and I decided to go to Rob Manila. Haha. i accompanied her to the optical shop to get her eyeglasses fixed. Ther, we saw a cute optometrist. &lt;i&gt;Siyet!&lt;/i&gt; Haha. Too bad, he was not the one who assisted Dianna. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We strolled around the mall and I bought a new bag because my old pouch bag was broken. And, I accidentally lost its zipper. Aww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a massager. Massage chair. 50php for just 10 minutes! Haha. So, we tried it. Haha. It was very satisfying. My back and feet were realxed. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Ansaya&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dianna and I separated ways after that. I think it was already 6pm then. Aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*~~*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday and Sunday was the reunion of my family. Father's side. Tsk. I was not interested in that reunion because I do not know some of them and I do not feel them. Even if the reunion's over, I still don't feel them. Some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins and I played cards. Who's the killer, 1,2,3 pass, pusoy dos. Haha. I really enjoyed  playing "Who's the killer". Haha. &lt;i&gt;Wala lang&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry the latter part of my post was not very detailed becuase I am getting sleepy now. I want to rest. So there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm out! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-165473610870127583?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/165473610870127583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=165473610870127583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/165473610870127583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/165473610870127583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/10/celebration.html' title='a celebration.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-7370144584770183306</id><published>2006-10-18T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:51:53.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><title type='text'>surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MS. DE SAGUN! LOVE YOU! :)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Siyet. Higop!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the birthday of our former adviser, Ms. De Sagun. And because of that, my former classmates and I went to our alma mater, De La Salle Lipa, to surprise her! Yikee. Haha. Not everybody was able to make it, though, because for some reasons I do not know and I do not care. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a drawing! Or painting. Whatever. Haha. I told Taki, Bibi and Jm that we shall see each other at 8am. Haha. But I arrived there at 10am. Huwaw. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Nakakahiya&lt;/i&gt;. I am always like that. I don't know why. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up in the college lobby. Huwaw. Almost everyone was there. I was shocked. Haha. I thought only few of my ex-classmates will be there. But, I'm wrong! Haha. &lt;i&gt;Hindi sila drawing.&lt;/i&gt; Haha. I've missed them. So so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw my bestfriend, Beverly, and Jeremy. Haha. Waw. I've missed my bestfriend so much. Hmmm. I hugged her. &lt;i&gt;Wala lang.&lt;/i&gt; Haha. Bevs and I strolled around the campus. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Ansaya&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We surprised our ex-adviser. Haha. We told her to come to Food Palace(Now called Scubillion). There, we gave the chocolate cake that we bought for her. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Ansaya&lt;/i&gt;. Then, we talked, talked and talked. It was so fun. &lt;i&gt;Dapat andun ka para nasaksihan mo.&lt;/i&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taki, Bibi and I looked at the manila papers that Bobs brought which has the memories of our retreat. Siyet! Sobrang natuwa ako. Haha. Waw. Andami nakasulat dun. Naalala namin ang aming retreat days. Waw. Puro kalokohan. Haha. Nakalagay pa run yung star gazing moments namin. Pati yung mirroring. At yung mumu "daw". At yung sponge sa soup. Haha. Basta. Natago pala nila yun. Haha. Akala ko nawala na yun. Hindi pa pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back to high school! Even for just a day. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We accompanied our ex-adviser to her faculty after the endless talking. Haha. Then, we looked at a classroom nearby. We saw a girl sleeping in their class. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Halupet&lt;/i&gt;. When I looked at their teacher, huwaw, it was our former Filipino teacher. Haha. No wonder the girl's sleeping. Haha. I also do that during her class before. Haha. So, for the girl that we saw sleeping, &lt;i&gt;ipagpatuloy mo lang yan!&lt;/i&gt; Lol. Joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We separated ways afterwards. Me, Lorenz, Taki, Bibi and Jm went to bilyaran. There, Lorenz taught us how to play guitar. Huwaw. I was amazed by all the thing he has said. And confused. Haha. I already forgot all the things that he has taught to us. Haha. Bad. Very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home afterwards. I went to my mother's school and helped her collate the questionnaires for her students. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I have to go back to Manila tomorrow because we still have this English Test for Guidance purposes. Tsk. Ano bang help nun. Ano bang mapapala ko pag kumuha ako ng test na yun? Tataas ba ang grades ko &lt;s&gt;lalo&lt;/s&gt; sa Communication Arts I pag kumuha ako nun? Ano?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-7370144584770183306?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/7370144584770183306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=7370144584770183306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/7370144584770183306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/7370144584770183306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/10/gong-back.html' title='surprise!'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-3007745048023283239</id><published>2006-10-17T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:18:46.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='street foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black market'/><title type='text'>yum yum!</title><content type='html'>Yay! SEMBREAK KO NA! Woo-hoo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my cousin, &lt;a href="http://tresebry.blogspot.com"&gt;Bryan&lt;/a&gt;, went to the black market yesterday night. &lt;i&gt;Wala lang&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. We saw many snatched celfones. Haha. And, someone's selling to us an MP4 for just 1600php. Haha. Huwaw. They also sell a Nokia 5110 for just 350php. Nyaha. &lt;i&gt;Pantatsing!&lt;/i&gt; Lol. Aun. We didn't find a ps2 there! Tsk. &lt;i&gt;Yun pa naman ang hinahanap namin dun. Sayang.&lt;/i&gt; Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waw. After a gazillion years, I was able to eat street foods again! Haha. Bryan treated me four pieces of chicken necks and eight pieces of fish balls. Yum yum! ^_^ Although, I didn't like much the taste of the fish ball. Hehe. Aww. That made me remember my high school days. Haha. My friends and I used to go to side gate always to eat street foods. Squid balls + softdrinks. Mmmm. I miss the side gate. Haha. And my friends, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aun lang.&lt;/i&gt; SEMBREAK KO NA TALAGA! Haha. Wee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-3007745048023283239?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/3007745048023283239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=3007745048023283239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3007745048023283239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3007745048023283239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/10/black-market-street-foods.html' title='yum yum!'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-3979002357704034345</id><published>2006-10-13T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T11:12:07.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karate kid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my chemical romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='textmate'/><title type='text'>two long weeks.</title><content type='html'>Yay! Finally, after two long weeks of being in a hiatus mode, I am here again blogging my heart out. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy. Busy. Busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'll narrate to you what happened to me during that past two weeks of my life. Lol. :) I hope I can remember them all. I really hope so. Lol. But unfortunately, I cannot. Haha. I'm not good at remembering things, eh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 6, Friday - We had our finals in Biology Laboratory. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Nasabon kami ng partner ko ng favorite professor ko!&lt;/i&gt; Because we didn't take our report seriously. We just laughed, and laughed, and laughed during our presentation. Haha. We're happy people, you know. Lol. Our prof said that the delivery of our report was &lt;b&gt;poor&lt;/b&gt;, but our powerpoint presentation was very nice. Haha. Aun. It was a good thing that he still gave us a passing grade. Thank goodness. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 7, Saturday - We had our last practice in PE. &lt;i&gt;Kapagod!&lt;/i&gt; But first, Jeanette, Marcy and I went to Cerealicious - Taft to buy a very yummy treat! Yum yum! ^_^ I ordered a create-your-own. Haha. I forgot what I mixed there. &lt;i&gt;Basta&lt;/i&gt;. It was incredibly delicious! Mmmm. Haha. We went to our school afterwards and practiced. Haha. Ok. Fast forward. After the practice, my friends and I went to Rob Mla to watch a movie. Jeanette's treat! Yay! But we weren't able to watch a movie because it was already 5pm then and the movie that we wanted to watch would not be aired until 7:40pm. Tsk. So instead, we just ate at karate kid. Yum yum! ^_^ I so love that restaurant. With the friendly waiters and yummy foods. Mmmm! Who wouldn't love that resto? Haha. After eating, we decided to go home. But before doing that, we bought a &lt;i&gt;sungay headband&lt;/i&gt; that we saw in National Bokstore. They are already selling halloween costumes and other stuffs. Haha. Aun. We wore it as we were passing by along Pedro Gil St. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Hayup!&lt;/i&gt; People were calling us devils and other stuffs. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Nakakahiya&lt;/i&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 8, Sunday - Ok. I lost my celfone. I forgot it in the fx. Tsk. &lt;i&gt;Kahayupan&lt;/i&gt;. So much for the details. &lt;i&gt;Basta&lt;/i&gt;. This day was also our finals in PE. Aero - Marathon. Aun. We didn't won. It was also a contest kase. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Wala lang&lt;/i&gt;. After that finals/contest, we went again to Rob Mla. We ate again at karate kid. Yum yum! ^_^ Haha. After that, we watched Pulse! Haha. &lt;i&gt;Katakot&lt;/i&gt;. We were screaming, and laughing, and screaming. Haha. Weird. &lt;i&gt;Basta&lt;/i&gt;. After watching the movie, we decided to stroll around the mall. Remember the &lt;i&gt;sungay headband&lt;/i&gt; that we bought the day before this? We wore that while strolling around the mall. Haha. Aun. We went to gbox! Haha. Bumper cars! Bump cars. Whatever that is called, we rode on that. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Para kaming ewan&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. We went home at around 6pm. &lt;i&gt;Basta&lt;/i&gt;. Oh, I saw Eruel and Sigrid on my way home. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 11, Wednesday - Klarisse and I saw each other after my class and her exam. We went to UST to find a decent restaurant, but unfortunately we didn't suceed on doing that. So we just settled ourselves at Wendy's - Dapitan. There, we talked, and talked, and talked. Haha. That's what we get for not being able to talk personally for months. Haha. Aun. I decided to go home when it was about 4pm. And we saw each other at around 12pm. So imagine just how long we stayed at Wendy's doing nothing but talk. Haha. Hmmm. I so missed that. &lt;i&gt;Anhirap pala sumakay sa may UST. Kahayupan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 12, Thursday - Hmm. I was able to go out to the streets with my pajamas on! Haha. My cousin and I went to FCM(Fairview Center Mall) because she will print something there. Haha. Aun. One of my ultimate dream is to go out with my pajams on and now, it was fulfilled. Yay! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 13, Friday - We had our exam on Theology. Tsk. I didn't expect that the test will be that hard. &lt;i&gt;Hayup.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Those are the only events that I remembered. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Para rin pala akong hindi naging busy&lt;/i&gt;. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have my exams for my other subjects next week. Tsk. Wish me luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all the people who still has to take exams next week! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved to Blogger Beta. &lt;i&gt;Pero, hindi ko maappreciate yung features.&lt;/i&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving Paramita's Hiling. I know. It was released a long time ago. &lt;i&gt;Pero, basta&lt;/i&gt;. None knows why I'm loving this song. I didn't tell anyone why and I will never tell anyone. Except if you force me to. Haha. Joke! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this video from My Chemical Romance. Black Parade. &lt;i&gt;Wala lang&lt;/i&gt;. Gerard and Mikey Way committed a career suicide! Aaaak. Just look at their new hairstyles! Hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKGhxDnqdIM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKGhxDnqdIM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gutu ko ng katext! Text mu ko ah. Haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Time to do all those pending projects and stuffs. Tsk tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-3979002357704034345?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/3979002357704034345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=3979002357704034345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3979002357704034345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/3979002357704034345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay-finally-after-two-long-weeks-of.html' title='two long weeks.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-116066264475469380</id><published>2006-10-12T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:42.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. yay. nakapaglogin din ako sa blogspot. wee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andame trabaho. nakakabadtrip. patulong nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walang kwenta ang post na to. balewalain n'yo to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magpopost ako bukas. nararamdaman kong makakaluwag na ko bukas eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals na namin sa theology bukas! gamitin natin ang CS. cramming straregy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi pa ko nag-aaral! hayup talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magiging matino na ko bukas. promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then, magpapakabangag muna ako. haha. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-116066264475469380?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/116066264475469380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=116066264475469380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/116066264475469380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/116066264475469380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115964185141737533</id><published>2006-10-01T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:42.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because of milenyo..</title><content type='html'>before anything else, let me start my post with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ust won! yay! the score was 87 - 71. oha oha. wee! haha. go uste! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. back to the title. because of milenyo, many things had happened, like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..our finals(reporting) in biology lab which was supposed to be on friday was cancelled due to the suspension of classes. wee! i don't know when it will be rescheduled, but i am very glad that it was cancelled. haha. because my partner and i haven't been able to prepare for our report yet. wee! now, we will have more time time to prepare for that. yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the submission of our project in comm arts was moved! wee! maybe it will be on tuesday. i dunno. but hey, am i really glad! haha. well, you see, i haven't started on that project yet. haha. so that's why i am very glad. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..our finals in pe that was supposed to be on saturday was also cancelled. haha. my blockmates and i haven't prepared very well for that finals too, so we're happy that it was cancelled. haha. &lt;i&gt;ansaya&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..i was able to have a quality good time with my relatives back there in quezon city. due to boredom, me, my 2 cousins, bon and bryan, + my tita and lola went to starbucks last thursday. after that, we did a lot of other stuffs. haha. we played &lt;i&gt;slapjack&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;pusoy dos&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;1,2,3 pass&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;ungguy-ungguyan&lt;/i&gt;. haha. i really enjoyed that day even though there was no lights then. we slept at around 2am that day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..i was able to go to sm lipa today. haha. that place was nice even though their escalators and other stuffs are not working. sm lipa was like, sm! haha. aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..i was able to see my friends, &lt;i&gt;bilyar buddies&lt;/i&gt;, today. haha. i was so happy to see them after a gazillion years! i was also able to go back to our tambayan. boy, am i glad to go back there and see them! haha. they are not complete, though. but that's alright. at least i was able to see some of them. lol. aun. many things have changed, as what they have told me, like one of my friends is a certified alcoholic girl now, and other stuffs. of course, it's confidential! lol. &lt;i&gt;nasabi ko nga sa kanila, &lt;b&gt;nag-iba na talaga nung naging college na tayo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; i never thought that some of the things that are happening now to them(and to us) would ever happen. tsk tsk. how sad. oh well, &lt;i&gt;ganun talaga ang buhay, parang life.&lt;/i&gt; move on! move on! there are a lot more beautiful things awaiting for us to see them. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..bibi and i went to taki's house after our &lt;i&gt;mini reunion&lt;/i&gt;. lol. there, we watched ateneo and ust battle against each other. haha. i was really glad that ust won. haha. wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there, because of milenyo, all of that things happened to me. lol. she was a blessing in disguise for me, but not for others. tsk tsk. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oo nga pala, yung comments section ko na dati ay nasa upper right *pointing upwards* ng aking mga entry nilagay ko na sa baba *pointing downwards*. kasi. ewan ko ba. yung ibang bloggers na nagcocomment sakin, sa previous entry ko nagpopost imbis na dun sa latest. basta. magets n'yo sana yung sinabi ko. lol. kaya ayun, nilagay ko na lang sa baba para hindi na malito yung iba. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115964185141737533?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115964185141737533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115964185141737533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115964185141737533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115964185141737533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/10/because-of-milenyo.html' title='because of milenyo..'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115927633267359104</id><published>2006-09-26T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:42.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 second.</title><content type='html'>one second. because of that second, ateneo won against ust last sunday! tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, our sister school, san beda, won against pcu! yay! champion! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centeR&gt;---&lt;/centeR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our &lt;i&gt;recollection&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;psychkulasa concert&lt;/i&gt; last friday. wee! haha. the recollection went fine. it was held at makati. i forgot the name of that place. tsk. haha. it's near cafe lupe. &lt;i&gt;basta&lt;/i&gt;. i had fun during our recollection! &lt;i&gt;masaya talaga. basta. masaya.&lt;/i&gt; hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert. tsk. disaster! but i was happy because we were able to take a picture with the drummer of mojofly. haha. &lt;i&gt;amwapu&lt;/i&gt;! haha. aun. &lt;i&gt;basta&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/Net2859829.jpg" width="200" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klarisse, her dorm mate and i went to araneta coliseum last sunday to watch the ateneo-ust game. tsk. yun nga. talo ang ust. haii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will have our finals in pe on saturday. wish us luck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. i'm fucking tired. there's so many requirements, projects, homeworks, etc. that i have to do this week. tsk. why is college life so difficult? i so miss highschool. tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/Net2856629.jpg" width="200" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep. badly. see. i sleep wherever i am. lol. don't look closely at the photo! you'll see something. &lt;s&gt;censored!&lt;/s&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/CIMG6302.jpg" width="200" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/Net2856529.jpg" width="200" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/CIMG6297.jpg" width="200" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. see. i told you. i always feel sleepy. haha. all those pictures were taken at cerealicious - taft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/Net2855829.jpg" width="200" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want more cerealicious! waah. &lt;i&gt;pansinin n'yo kung sino ang hindi sumusunod sa prescribed dress color!&lt;/i&gt; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/19-09-06_1424.jpg" width="200" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new hairstyle! haha. it's marcy's fault! &lt;i&gt;sinong naniniwala na hanggang ngayon ganyan pa rin ang itsura ng buhok ko?! hindi noh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---&lt;/centeR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new hobby! it's walking in the rain. haha. i do it almost everyday. &lt;i&gt;syempre, pag umuulan lang&lt;/i&gt;. aun. haha. i need someone to buy me a a big bag and an umbrella. anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115927633267359104?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115927633267359104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115927633267359104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115927633267359104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115927633267359104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/09/1-second.html' title='1 second.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115879748976187321</id><published>2006-09-21T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:42.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>ako ay malungkot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malungkot ako dahil ang celfone ko na nakumpiska ay hindi pala totoong nakumpiska dahil iyon ay ninakaw na at binenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganito kasi yun. nung july, habang nanonood kami ng tungkol sa buhay ni mother theresa, nakumpiska ang celfone ko nung nagbabantay samin. pgkatapos ng klase namin, ng sabi niya na sa susunod na linggo ay makukuha ko ang celfone ko. sa kanya daw muna yun. hindi niya na ko isusumbong sa discipline office o sa kung anuman. syempre ako, katanghan, pumayag. tapos nun sumunod na linggo,  ang sbai niya bago magsembreak ko na makukuha yung celfone ko sa kadahilanang nakita rw ng hed nila yung celfone ko sa sa kanya at nagalit siya dahil kinuha ko raw kasi ang sim card ko. kaya sa kanila na lang daw muna yung celfone ko hanggang bago magsembreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nito lamang martes, napag-alaman ko na ang lahat ng pinagsasabi niya sakin ay hindi totoo. niloloko niya lang pala ko. siya pala ay &lt;b&gt;volunteer&lt;/b&gt; lamang sa paaralan namin. ibig sabihin, wala lang siya. hayop! kinuha niya ang celfone ko at binenta niya na. ngayon, wala na siya sa paaralan namin dahil pinaalis na siya. nakakalungkot yun, dahil  matagal na sakin ang celfone na yun. marami pang nakalgay dun. ang aming mga litrato, ang mga text na sobra kong pinahahalagahan, at higit sa lahat, ang mga numero ng mga kaibigan ko. haii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero sa kabilang banda, ang sabi ng head nila, babayaran nila ang nakuha kong celfone. bumili na lang daw ako ng bago. at humihingi sila ng dispensa sa nangyaring yun. kaya ayun, medyo ayos na rin. dahil magkakapera ako at mkakabili ako ng bagong celfone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~**~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday to my dear friend, alrina diego. she celebrated her birthday last monday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i miss you na po jegz!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115879748976187321?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115879748976187321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115879748976187321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115879748976187321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115879748976187321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115844623112467718</id><published>2006-09-17T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:42.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>madreng nagsasayaw.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was saturday. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to rizal memorial colliseum yesterday to watch the cheerdance competition of our dear professors and deans against the gradeschool and highschool department of our school. oh, and i almost forgot, against the maintenance department too! lol. there was also a match between alaska and purefoods there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cheerdance competition was fine. our team, the red team, the college department team was the first one to perform. haha. the costumes of the male performers was like the uniform of the kfc waiters. lol. we were shouting to them, "paorder naman dyan!" lol. &lt;i&gt;ansama&lt;/i&gt;. anyways, the &lt;i&gt;nuns&lt;/i&gt; also joined our team! they cheerdanced too! haha. i was shocked when i saw them, and i was like shouting, "madre pa yan ah!". haha. &lt;i&gt;nabano talaga ako&lt;/i&gt;. they performed well. haha. &lt;i&gt;basta&lt;/i&gt;. btw, my favorite professor cartwheeled! i loooooooove him! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won the 1st runner up position! yay! tsk. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to harrison plaza to eat at tokyo tokyo. beef misono + red iced tea! yum! i so love the iced tea. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to rizal after eating, and i saw &lt;i&gt;james yap&lt;/i&gt; playing basketball. haha. &lt;I&gt;macho papa&lt;/i&gt;. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to sherwood afterwards and ate cereals at &lt;i&gt;cerealicious&lt;/i&gt;! yum! i love it there. the cereals were delicious. haha. we took pictures there! &lt;i&gt;ansaya talaga&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;stupid friendster&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and before i forget, &lt;b&gt;belated happy birthday to dianne aguilar and to hanna mei trinidad!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115844623112467718?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115844623112467718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;wala akong malagay sa assignment ko sa psych.&lt;br /&gt;paa.. tuhod.. balikat.. ulo..&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~camille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hui.. na bother ako sa pisture ni jardin... na  depress ako.. naka dagdag sa stress ko sa kamay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~marcy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kakatamad nman ang buhay, gus2 ko lng kumain.... hay, may pagkaen b kau jan??? gutom n aq!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~sette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;uiiiiii!!! la lng!!!! wwwwaaahhhhaaa&lt;br /&gt;miz u na bea!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~jeanette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115820357251796569?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115793370195120917</id><published>2006-09-11T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:41.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ninang milay.</title><content type='html'>yes, for the first time in my entire life since i have received &lt;i&gt;kumpil&lt;/i&gt;(anong englih nito? lol.), i am now a full-pledged ninang/godmother. yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, me and my cousins had a great quality time together. haha. we took pictures everywhere! &lt;I&gt;masaya talaga&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan136.jpg" width="180" height="130" /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;a shot inside the church. we were ike prisoners! haha. trip.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan113.jpg" width="180" height="130"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;kuya rj and i. while waiting for the deacon to start the baptismal ceremony.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan131.jpg" width="180" height="130" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;after the baptism.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;Img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan138.jpg" width="180" height="130" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;outside the church. before going to my aunt's house.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan169.jpg" width="180" height="130" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;awww. i am lonely. lol.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan153.jpg" width="180" height="130"  /&gt;&lt;br&gt;ate kay and i.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan175.jpg" width="180" height="130" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan184.jpg" width="180" height="130" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;we are applying to become the next endorsers of &lt;I&gt;gran matador&lt;/i&gt;. lol. {i didn't drink this ah! promise!)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan190.jpg" width="180" height="130" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;at festival mall.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan196.jpg" width="180" height="130" /&gt;&lt;br&gt; tintin and i at pixie forest.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan200.jpg" width="180" height="130" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;a shot at the bus.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan199.jpg" width="180" height="130" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;rock on!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/larawan231.jpg" width="180" height="130" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;my dream pose. fulfilled! lol. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waw. asensado na ang photobucket! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more of the pictures in &lt;a href="http://sagingatskyflakes.multiply.com"&gt;my multiply&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go to school today. haha. because i am not feeling well and my project for comm arts is not yet finished. tsk tsk. i have to finish it today. the deadline's tomorrow. sh*t. i'm cramming again. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115793370195120917?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115782869813748878</id><published>2006-09-10T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:41.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever you call this.</title><content type='html'>masaya ang week na to. pero medyo boring rin. basta. tinamu na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday ~~&gt; bumili kami ng aking blockmates ng pichi-pichi, yung makukulay na ewan ko na kinakain, at ng kutchinta sa bazaar sa school. kinain namin yun habang nag-aaral para sa test namin sa theology. pagkatapos. uwian na. pero hindi kami nakauwi kaagad dahil may &lt;I&gt;sports clinic&lt;/i&gt; daw ng 4:30pm kami. tsk tsk. gumuho ang pangarap ko na makauwi ng maaga at makatulog. potak. puyat ako nun eh! aun. pumunta na lang kami ng blockmates ko sa munch 'n gulp at kumain. tapos nung pabalik na kami sa paaralan ay nakasalubong namin si dianna at sumama siya samin. nanood kami sa avc. pinagpatuloy namin ang panonood ng &lt;i&gt;shall we dance&lt;/i&gt;. aun. nagenjoy naman ako sa panonood. haha. pagkatapos naming manood ay pumunta na kami sa &lt;i&gt;sports clinic&lt;/i&gt; at nalungkot ako nung hindi ko makita ang mga kasama ko para sa &lt;i&gt;tug of war&lt;/i&gt;. yun kasi ang event ko para sa intrams namin. tsk tsk. nalungkot talaga ako nun. naghintay lang ako sa wala. kaya aun. nagpahatid na lang ako kay justine hanggang sa sakayan ng fx at umuwi. haii. nadepress ako nun. bobo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday ~~&gt; dito lang ako nasiyahan eh. hindi ako pumasok sa comm arts. haha. dahil sa tinatamad akong pumasok sa klaseng yun. lol. hindi rin pumasok si setti dahil masama ang pakiramdam niya. kumain na lang kami sa chowking at nagdate. nagenjoy ako. dahil nakadate at nakakwentuhan ko si setti. hindi naman kasi kami nagkaka one-on-one nun dahil lagi kaming may kasama. haha. kaya aun. nagenjoy ako nun nagkasama kaming dalawa. aun. kung anu-ano ang napagusapan namin. basta. masyado naman personal kung isasali ko pa diba. haha. aun. hinatid niya ko sa sakayan pagkatapos naming magdate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday ~~&gt; potak. ginawa akong leader sa taebo! lintek. basta. aun. napagod ako. sobra. basta. ayoko ikwento. hehe. bigla pala ako sinali sa event na kickball. aun. nagmeeting kami sa org namin pagkatapos ng pe class namin. tapos. muntik nanaman ako hindi pumasok sa comm arts. pinigilan lang ako ngmga blockmate ko. haha. kaya pumasok na ako. pagkatapos ng klase namin doon ay pumunta kami ni marcy at setti sa cyberfriendens. bagong bukas lang kasi yun. potak. ambagal ng pc! kalungkot. walang kwenta eh. kaya umalis din kami agad at kumain sa chowking. masaya! tawa kami ng tawa dun. pinagtitinginan na nga kami ng mga tao eh. haha. basta. masaya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday ~~&gt; unang araw ng intrams. boring. sumigaw kami ng cheer ng pink team/psychology team. kami kasi yung nasa unahan ng pila para sa parada. ilalagay ko pa sana yung cheer kaso lang nakalimutan ko na. hehe. masaya pala ang nasa unahan ng pila. dahil nakakasama sa picture picture. lol. kaya un. wala lang. hehe. hindi ako nakapaglaro sa tug of war! potak. nalungkot ako dun. tsk. pero ok lang. haha. wala kaming ginawa nung araw na yun kundi ang tumingala at manood ng mga laro. tingnan ang crush ni marcy. at kung anu-ano pa. nakilala ko rin ng araw na yun ang ilan sa mga 2nd year. mabaet sila. hehe. nagpunta kami sa music station nun pagkatapos ng intrams. tapos basta. masaya na magulo. mahirap ikwento eh. basta. nagenjoy kami. first time ko nga pala na nagvideoke. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday ~~&gt; wala. tinatamad na ko magkwento. pero nagenjoy din naman ako ng araw na to. nanood kami ng cheering competition. at talo yung team namin. tsk tsk. aun. basang basa nga pala ko sa ulan nun pauwi na ko. bobo. haii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;happy birthday to edvy sorilla who celebrated her birthday yesterday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala na ko masabi.. kaya.&lt;br /&gt;out! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115782869813748878?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115782869813748878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115782869813748878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115782869813748878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115782869813748878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/09/whatever-you-call-this.html' title='whatever you call this.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115753846298987554</id><published>2006-09-06T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:41.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slowpoke.</title><content type='html'>the pc in &lt;i&gt;cyberfriedens&lt;/i&gt; is so slow. f*ck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115753846298987554?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115753846298987554/comments/default' 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src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115715560251981445</id><published>2006-09-02T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:41.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected date.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;akalain mo, september na! yay! lapit na ang sembreak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yesterday, i really had a good time with my blockmates. we went to the mall of asia and did a lot of stuffs there. i wouldn't call what we did yesterday as crazy 'coz it's just normal for us to do unusual things. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the two taxi drivers that we encountered! tsk tsk. &lt;i&gt;binastos kami ng unang driver at yung isa naman kinotongan kami&lt;/i&gt;. tsk. curse those stupid drivers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate at kfc. 1 piece chicken + rice + mashed potato! yummy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blockmates and i made a deal that if anyone speak or talk in tagalog, even just one word, will pay a peso. haha. after that deal, we hardly talk to each other. nyaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched &lt;i&gt;my super ex-girlfriend&lt;/i&gt;! wee! i so love the movie. especially the shark. haha. i was laughing, and laughing, and laughing, but hardly talking. lol. i don't want to pay a peso, you know. lol. i was a little disappointed about the movie because uma thurman and luke wilson didn't end up with each other. tsk. but still, i really enjoyed the movie. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after watching the movie, i went to cubao to meet up with him. we met at the bridge(?),if that's what is called, connecting to the farmer's plaza and gateway. then, we went to ali mall and ordered braised beef in chowking. take out. we went to the bus station afterwards and went home. aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something wrong with us. there is really something wrong with us. tsk tsk. anyways, i'm glad that i was able to see and talk to him, personally, again after three or two weeks. aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i've lost my friendship bracelet-slash-safety pins because he took it. awww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115715560251981445?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115715560251981445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115715560251981445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115715560251981445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115715560251981445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/09/unexpected-date.html' title='unexpected date.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115702832687356512</id><published>2006-08-31T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:41.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ay bobo. mali.</title><content type='html'>madali lang ang post na to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si kate beckingsale(?) o kung anuman ang ispeling nun ang leading lady ni adam sandler sa click. bobo. ba't ba ko naniwala na si jennifer love hewitt un. bobo talaga. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagod na ko. kaya paalam! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115702832687356512?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115702832687356512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115702832687356512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115702832687356512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115702832687356512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/08/ay-bobo-mali.html' title='ay bobo. mali.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115656994426445257</id><published>2006-08-26T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:41.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitin.</title><content type='html'>9:15-10:30am. &lt;s&gt;hell&lt;/s&gt;. comm arts class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was our only class yesterday. and i hate it. if it weren't for the activity in my org, i wouldn't attend that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we(marcy, jeanette, justine, dianna and i) ate luch at munch 'n gulp. buttered chicken. yum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blockmates and i watched &lt;i&gt;shall we dance&lt;/i&gt; at the avc booth. the movie was so nice&lt;i&gt;(richard gere still rocks despite of his age and jennifer lopez has a good posture. lol)&lt;/i&gt;. just when the movie was in in its climax, someone knocked on the door and made a sign that our time in that booth was finished. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were on our way to go out of the school, we bumped in to pam, my blockmate, and she joined us. we went to rob and discovered a different route to go there. thanks to dianna. wee! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we strolled around the mall and planned what to watch for next week or next next week(?) whatever. we have decided to watch &lt;i&gt;devil wears prada&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;ang pagdadalaga ni maximo oliveros&lt;/i&gt;. haha. aun. we went back to school at around 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to our org activity which was &lt;i&gt;psychkapamilya: deal or no deal?&lt;/i&gt;. i didn't enjoyed much the activity. i don't know why. &lt;i&gt;basta&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took pictures after the activity! lol. i'll put the pictures in my multiply after i get it from marcy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mga pare ko, inaanyayahan ko kayong manood ng devil wears prada. dahil maganda 'yon. promise. at bumili na rin kayo ng libro nun. dali. lol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115656994426445257?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115656994426445257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115656994426445257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115656994426445257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115656994426445257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/08/bitin.html' title='bitin.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115574557729456049</id><published>2006-08-20T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:41.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever and ever, babe.</title><content type='html'>before anything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday to edel luis pabalat, edsel pabalat, jeremy lisa dorado and klarisse talacay!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gala tayo, taki/klarisse! lol. mwuahkz! i miss you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~**~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcy and i watched Click last friday after our biology class in rob. wee! four more movies to go. haha. adam sandler is so funny. and jenniffer love hewitt is so gorgeous. that movie is two thumbs up! i definitely enjoyed this movie. lol. even though the movie is comedy, i almost cried, or maybe i cried(?) at the part where adam sandler was dying, and he told his wife "forever and ever, babe". aun. &lt;i&gt;wala lang.&lt;/i&gt; lol. i highly recommend this movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this film i got from &lt;a href="http;//www.newgrounds.com"&gt;newgrounds&lt;/a&gt;. it's about the diferrent kinds of pain we experience in life. tsk tsk. i almost cried in this film. it's so depressing. haii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/275785"&gt;pindutin mo na! at panoorin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's go to cubao tomorrow and treat ourselves a movie! wee! thank God there's no classes tomorrow. &lt;i&gt;thank you, ninoy aquino&lt;/i&gt;. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115572363812425147</id><published>2006-08-16T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:41.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>video. video!</title><content type='html'>watch this! the one on the left is marcy, me on the center, and sette on the right. lol. you'll enjoy this one! marcy! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sharkle.com/externalPlayer/95940/a21d24a42/3/" width="300" height="280" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was taken at maryville hall, during our acquiantance party. lol. we thought that embrace was taking a picture of us, but instead, she videod(?) us. lol. &lt;i&gt;enjoy na enjoy talaga ku sa video na to&lt;/i&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~**~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee! i already found that jardin's friendster profile. haha. &lt;i&gt;tingan n'yo rin&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/3962523"&gt;pindot! pindot! pindutin mu na sabe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! our midterm exams are finally over. whew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed our exam in biology. it's not that it's easy, &lt;i&gt;hirap nga eh&lt;/i&gt;, it's because our professors were so funny! especially mr. santos. haha. he was giving us clues in our exam. &lt;i&gt;ayos!&lt;/i&gt; and he was giving the clues in a funny way. &lt;i&gt;ansaia talaga. tawa ku ng tawa nun eh.&lt;/i&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough na.&lt;br /&gt;i'll gonna do my assignment in bio now. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115572363812425147?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115547274158666806</id><published>2006-08-13T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:41.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13-page reviewer.</title><content type='html'>i just finished doing my reviewer for theology. wee! *talon talon* i rewrote all my notes on that subject ina yellow paper. my golay. 13-pages! tsk tsk. aian. makakapag-aral na ko ng maayos. maganda at maayos n yung pagri2byuhan ko! ambabuy kasi nun nasa notebook ku eh. haha. halatang pantamad yung sulat. so that's why i have to rewrite it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't login to ym for reasons i do not know. tsk tsk. *sad* aian. nakapaglogin na ko! wee! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;midterms week na! good luck sa lahat ng magtetest! that includes me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna treat myself! i wanna watch lots of movies! i mean lots! lol. here's what i really really really really wanna watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sukob - argh! nagagalit na si jasmin sakin. lol. 2weeks nya na ko sinasabihan na manuod nito. tsk. pero hindi ko pa rin pinapanuod. gusto ko to panuorin!&lt;br /&gt;2. just my luck - lindsay lohan! wala lang. sa tingin ko lang ay maganda yung movie na to. lol. balak namin yan panuorin ni sette. haha.&lt;br /&gt;3. click - si adam sandler! ankyot ng trailer, so probably maganda din yung movie! haha. atsaka. sabi ni sette maganda daw talaga to. napanuod niya na eh. last month niya pa nga napanuod. haha. pirata na to!&lt;br /&gt;4. american dreams - ngayon na lang ulet magpapakita si mandy moore, ayt? kaya aun. wala lang. parang maganda lang siya. haha.&lt;br /&gt;5. open season - cartoons! haha. showing na ba to? o ipinalabas na? kahit na pinalabas na to o hindi pa. gusto ko pa rin to panuorin! lol. ashton kutcher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. aian. wala lang talaga ako magawa. lol. meron pala. ginagawa ko yung assignment ng kapatid ko. gumawa ng site tungkol sa iba't ibang &lt;s&gt;bitches&lt;/s&gt; beaches sa pilipinas! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi pa rin talaga ako nag-aaral. haha. anhaba pa ng pag-aaralan ko. midterm ko an bukas sa theo at algeb! help! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uu nga pala, there's this one guy in our school. his name is jardin. no, he's not my crush, he's the crush of my friend. wala lang. hinahanap ko siya sa friendster. pero hindi ko makita! haha. hahanapin ko yun! pramis. haha. at makikita ko yun. isinusumpa ko! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puro kabangagan ang post na ito ah. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115547274158666806?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115547274158666806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115508413102396466</id><published>2006-08-09T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:41.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work.</title><content type='html'>i'm still not yet  finished with my assignment. awww. so that's why i'm doing it now. again. lol. haii. &lt;em&gt;nitatamad na talaga ako&lt;/em&gt;. help me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, i attended many acquiantance parties + concert + opening ceremony + practices. &lt;i&gt;kapagod&lt;/i&gt;. nonetheless, i enjoyed. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched ant bully with myron last monday. wee. haha. we were supossed to watch pirates or sukob, but we ended up watching ant bully. lol. &lt;i&gt;ankyot nun film&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, enough of this.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna do my work now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115503892617553743</id><published>2006-08-08T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:41.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cutting edge.</title><content type='html'>that's the title of the film we watched last wenesday that i have to analyze. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andame ko talaga ginagawa. saka na to. ambisi. tsk tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115503892617553743?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115503892617553743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>yeah!</title><content type='html'>after hours of hardwork, frustration, et. al., i successfully edited my friendster profile. wee! *talon talon* my three accounts are now overlayed. lol. if you have time, check on it. :) but still, it's under construction. &lt;i&gt;basta&lt;/i&gt;. haha. *talon talon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i wouldn't be able to blog this week so i'll make my greetings now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday to jaja nulla, jasmin paneda, vanessa malate, geroi pabalat and jon markneil arada!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;jon mark! awww. hindi ako makakasama sa swimming. tsk tsk. hindi ako uuwi ngayong week eh. sayang. haii. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the august celebrants, happy birthday! even though it's still july. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a long test in college algebra and theology tomorrow. tsk. wish me luck. lol. encourage me to study! &lt;i&gt;hindi pa ku nag-aaral eh.&lt;/i&gt; haha.&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115413641516877947</id><published>2006-07-29T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:40.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pirata.</title><content type='html'>nagmamadali ako. sandali lang ang post na to. lol.  gagawa pa ko ng bio. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll first greet two people i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday to my mom and to john fred pamplona!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blockmates and i watched pirates of the carribean: dead man's chest last wednesday in rob mla. our other blockmate treated us. &lt;em&gt;yay! libre&lt;/em&gt;. lol. each of us bought a medium-sized popcorn, except for the other one who bought a large-sized popcorn, and a large drink. &lt;i&gt;my golay, nakakaumay yung popcorn. andameng powder&lt;/i&gt;. lol. nonetheless, the movie was so fun. nakakatuwa si johnny depp, ankulet. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myron and i went home together. tas aun. traffic kagabi. tsk. ampupu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dates to remember:&lt;br /&gt;august 2 - psychsoc acquiantance party&lt;br /&gt;august 3 - phicsamation acquiantance party&lt;br /&gt;august 4 - st. scho rockalikasan concert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115413641516877947?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115413641516877947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115413641516877947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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asked my mom to write a letter for them. here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Avey&lt;br /&gt;NSTP Facilitator&lt;br /&gt;St. Scholastica's College - Manila&lt;br /&gt;July 25, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms.:&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse my daughter for using her cellphone in your class. This will not happen again in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am requesting your good office to return the said cellphone to my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for your consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respectfully yours,&lt;br /&gt;her mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ibalik nanaman nila ang cellphone ko! lol. pero kung ayaw nila, edi wag. tsk tsk. magsawa sila. nyahaha. may ginagamit pa naman ako nu. duh. wuhaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115379770917088889?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115379770917088889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115379770917088889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115379770917088889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115379770917088889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/07/letter-to-return-my-cellphone.html' title='letter to return my cellphone.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115362429635718334</id><published>2006-07-23T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:40.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pawisan sa lrt.</title><content type='html'>wee! my friends &lt;em&gt;(jon mark, vivian, klarisse, jeff)&lt;/em&gt; and i saw each other yesterday. that meeting was not planned. lol. biglaan lang ang lahat. nagpunta lang si jon mark sa manila kasi magpapaservice siya ng kotse niya. nagpunta naman si bibi sa manila kasi naghahanap siya ng school sa manila. sa klarisse. hindi umuwi sa batangas. kaya aun. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i picked up jon mark in glorietta. takte. ang aga pa nun. hindi pa bukas ang glorietta. lol. tas. nakatayo ako sa mrt. tsk tsk. tapos aun. nagkita na kami. *talon talon* at pupunta na kami kina klarisse. nagmrt kami hanggang taft. pers taym niya ata magmrt nun. hehe. tapos. lrt hanggang vito cruz. dapat mageefx na kami papunta kina klarisse. pero buti na lang. tinext ko si bibi. at tamang-tama na nasa roxas blvd siya at gusto niya ring sumama samin. kaya pumunta kami sa sm manila at dun niya kami sinundo. lintek! nun pangalawang sakay namin sa lrt, ang init! tagaktakan ang pawis namin ni jon mark. tsk tsk. nakababa pa kasi ng vito cruz. haha. aun. nagkita-kita na kami sa sm manila. pumunta na kami ng dapitan para puntahan si klarisse. yay! *talon talon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagpunta kami sa sm san lazaro at nanood ng &lt;em&gt;nacho libre&lt;/em&gt;! lol. nakakatuwa ang palabas na iyon. wala akong ginawa kundi tumawa ng tumawa. at may nakuha akong magandang quote dun. "i am the gatekeeper of my destiny." nisabi yun ni nacho. lol. ang galing talaga ni jack black umarte. haha. idol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabay-sabay kami bumalik sa lipa. at dun, nakita namin sa jeff. kumain muna kami sa rob dahil hindi pa kami kumakain at pagkatapos ay nagpunta sa bilyaran. napansin ko na nagbago na ang rob. nadagdagan ng department store sa baba at may david's salon na daw. haha. aun lang. nagbilyar si jeff at jon mark. at pagkatapos ay umuwi na ko sa sto. tomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough of this. i will do my assignment in bio now. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115362429635718334?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115362429635718334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115362429635718334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115362429635718334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115362429635718334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/07/pawisan-sa-lrt.html' title='pawisan sa lrt.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115297475137937285</id><published>2006-07-15T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:40.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rural immersion.</title><content type='html'>before i talk about that, let me talk about yesterday first, ok? since i wasn't able to blog yesterday, so aun. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, marcy, setti and i went ot karate kid. a japanese restaurant located at rob mla. we weren't supposed to eat there, but oh well, we were really starving and that's the only restaurant that we saw&lt;i&gt;(that resto is located at the top floor, i think. lol. bulag kasi kame eh. haha.)&lt;/i&gt; wee! i enoyed our stay there. with the food, chopsticks + the picture session! lol. i will let you see our &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; pictures after i upload it in our pc, ok? lol. during the picture session, i think the waiter is looking at us. haha. i dunno. whatever. &lt;i&gt;wala lang.&lt;/i&gt; so aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aian. lol. we had our rural immersion in mexico, pampanga today. i arrived in our school at 5:30am&lt;i&gt;(hindi naman ako ganun kaexcited, ayt? lol.) &lt;/i&gt;i saw yen, my blockmate&lt;i&gt;(mas excited saken!)&lt;/i&gt; we waied there until jasmin came and we went to a convenience store to buy noodles for the people that we will visit. after that, we went in front of providence tower, &lt;i&gt;sa tambayan dun&lt;/i&gt;, and jasmin smoked&lt;i&gt;(i don't smoke)&lt;/i&gt;. aun. we went to our school after she had finished her business there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i already saw my friends and other blockmates. we went to the bus and waited for the late comers , then went already to pampanga. we stopped over at shell(nlex) and bought food. we bought chupa chups! lol. we also gave the little child a sandwich 'cause she's hungry, i think. aun. and we took some pictures! lol. &lt;em&gt;ayos! &lt;/em&gt;different versions, same faces. haha. after the stop over, we continued our journey to pampanga. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we're alrady there, i wore my flip flops na 'cause the way there is muddy and i don' want my shoes to get dirty 'cause i don't want my yaya to suffer. lol. aun. &lt;i&gt;ampotek ng daan ah! asar. yun pants ko, naputikan. tsk tsk.&lt;/i&gt; good thing i brought an extra shirt and pants with me. tas aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were grouped not by alphabetical order, which they said will be the grouping, but instead, we were grouped by friends. since we were just six in the group, we were mixed with the other section&lt;i&gt;(love you guys!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;we were assigned to interview and live with&lt;em&gt; kuya nonoy (he is just 15 yrs. old, btw. and yet i still call him kuya. lol.) &lt;/em&gt;for four hours. haha. we had fun! &lt;em&gt;namangka kami! tas kumuha ako ng suso. tinapon ko nga lang din. &lt;/em&gt;haha.&lt;em&gt; kuya rommel, &lt;/em&gt;which is 14 yrs. old, accompanied us when we were in the boat. &lt;em&gt;ankulet ga nun!&lt;/em&gt; lol. and the three of us became very close! in fact, we have a picture together. haha.&lt;em&gt; ayos! tuwang-tuwa sila sakin. ankulet ku eh. &lt;/em&gt;haha. before we left, we took pictures with them!&lt;em&gt; ansaya. ankulet nila. lalo na si kuya rommel. hayok sa picture! &lt;/em&gt;lol.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the immersion ended at 1pm and we we went back to school. we stopped over at petron&lt;em&gt;(nlex).&lt;/em&gt; we changed our clothes there. aun. i saw st paul college bocaue, btw. &lt;em&gt;la lang. &lt;/em&gt;lol.&lt;em&gt; naexcite ako nun nakita ku yun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;setti and i went to rob after that.&lt;em&gt; wala lang. nag-ikot lang kami. &lt;/em&gt;and i saw a body bag in american blvd which only costs 500php. wee! i'll buy that one next week. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna apply for a multiply account! para dun ko lalagay yun photos ku. dumarame na eh. haha. hindi na kaya dun sa photos section dito. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;upcoming events: ora et labora, recruitment week(rescheduled), concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115297475137937285?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115297475137937285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115297475137937285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115297475137937285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115297475137937285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/07/rural-immersion.html' title='rural immersion.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115278931164536782</id><published>2006-07-13T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:40.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freezer.</title><content type='html'>nagmamadali ako ngayon. lol. anlameg sa classroom! un aircon, grabe. lage na lang nasa high cool. haha. tas un panahon pa, nakikidagdag. anlameg tuloy lalo. hindi na nga ako makapagtext dahil namamanhid na ang aking mga daliri. at pti ang kaing mga paa. nanlalambot na sa sobrang lamig. haha. tinatamad tuloy ako pumasok bukas. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nun monday, la lang. nagpunta kame sa mall of asia ng mga blockmates ko.(marcy.jeanette.sette). dapat manunuod kame ng movie kaso lang 3:30pm pa maguumpisa un movie. e one-time viewing lang daw dun. e may pupuntahan pa ko. hindi na natuloy. tsk tsk. ang papanoorin dapat namin ay. nakalimutan ko na. haha. basta. aun. naggala na lang kami dun. nagpunta sa starbucks. at syempre, uminom ng kape. haha. mas mahal ang kape dun. un chocolate cream chip dun  na grande ay 15ophp samantalang sa  vito cruz ay 120php lang ata.  basta. aun. bumalik na kami ng mga 4pm kasi nga pupunta pa ko sa gateway. anhirap humanap ng masasakyan ah! asar. un mga terminal kasi dun. angulo. haha. tas aun. nasa school na ule kami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naglrt at mrt nanaman ako papunta sa gateway. nagkita kami ni myron, syempre. haha. nanood kami ng movie. see no evil. at tulad ng date, nagenjoy nanaman ako sa parteng patayan dun. haha. lalo na pagkinukuha nya yung mga mata ng mga tao. haha. ginabi pati ako ng uiw. 9pm na ata ako nakauwi samin. haha. ininterbyu pa tuloy ako ng kapatid ko. basta. aun. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nun tuesday naman, walang nangyareng kaenga-enganyo, tol. haha. meron ata. nakalimutan ko lang. basta. aun na un. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday. langya, nagaerobics kami nun pe class namin. sumakit ang aking mga katawan dun ah. haha. tas nagpractical test kami. ambulok. haha. tas aun. at nawalan na ng klase! wee! hinid na rin natuloy ang ora et labora. aun. tapus na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;san ba nakakabili ng itlog ng pato?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115278931164536782?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115278931164536782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115278931164536782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115278931164536782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115278931164536782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/07/freezer.html' title='freezer.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115239850150830128</id><published>2006-07-09T06:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:40.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cbox. flashbox. chatter box.</title><content type='html'>yay! i finally have a decent shout box. after hours and days of finding a new one. thanks to &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yahoo.com"&gt;yahoo!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lol. i hope this one will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of shout boxes. i don't have anything to post&lt;em&gt;. masaya lang ako at nakakita na ko ng matinong shout box&lt;/em&gt;. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115239850150830128?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115239850150830128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115239850150830128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115239850150830128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115239850150830128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/07/cbox-flashbox-chatter-box.html' title='&lt;s&gt;cbox&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;s&gt;flashbox&lt;/s&gt;. chatter box.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115219378085513382</id><published>2006-07-06T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:40.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is my flashbox working?</title><content type='html'>aun. nagana ba ang shout box ko? tsk tsk. this one's really getting on my nerves. hindi ko lang siya matanggal dahil wala akong maipalit na shout box. at ankyot kase. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115219378085513382?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115219378085513382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115219378085513382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115219378085513382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115219378085513382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/07/is-my-flashbox-working.html' title='is my flashbox working?'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115214749952101707</id><published>2006-07-06T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:40.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhausted.</title><content type='html'>yesterday, we had our pe class. my golay, first time ko umattend nun tapos practical test agad?! tsk tsk. the practical test was to make a routine exercise focusing on the different parts of the body. our group was assigned to make a routine exercise focusing on the abs. aun. i would have known and prepared for it if i was able to attend last time, but unfortunately, because of that stupid id, i wasn't able to attend. tsk tsk. buti na lang, the practical test was by group. lol. pero yung exercise na napatapat samen, goshness! anhirap. tsk tsk. sumakit ang likod ko! tsk. tas aun. the practical test went fine, and i got a good grade. 18/20. hindi nanaman masama yun, di ba? considering that it's my first time to do that. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcy, setti, jeanette and i went to robinson's manila yesterday during our vaccant time. we were supposed to watch a movie, but kinulang kami sa oras. 2:30 pm na kasi kame nakapunta dun. after our arrival, we went to figaro and ordered chocolate frost. the one that's caffeine-free. lol. at ang ingay namin dun. nipagtitinginan kami ng mga waiter. haha. kahiya. tas aun. naggala na lang kami sa rob. tapos we went back to school at 3:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;upcoming events: mass for the feast day of st. benedict, recruitment week, psychsoc acquiantance party&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115214749952101707?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115214749952101707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115214749952101707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115214749952101707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115214749952101707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/07/exhausted.html' title='exhausted.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115191973414401826</id><published>2006-07-03T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:40.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid shout box. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i added some photos there. dun oh. tinamu na lang ah. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115191973414401826?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115191973414401826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115191973414401826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115191973414401826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115191973414401826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/07/stupid-shout-box.html' title=''/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115183699974442105</id><published>2006-07-02T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:40.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>student organizations.</title><content type='html'>i went home yesterday. sabay kame ni myrun. lol. we met at ali mall. kasi. db db. malapit na dun yung bus station papunta sa batangas. haha. aun. mga 1pm ata kame nagkita. sa mcdo dun. lumapang siya. tas aun. we watched the nun. nagenjoy ako dun! lol. may nipupugutan ng ulo. haha. ayos! ang saya saya talaga pag nakakakita ng ganun. nyaha. tas aun. natapos ang mubi. we went home. nagtalo pa kami kung san kami sasakay. hindi kasi ako pede sumakay sa dadaan sa star tollway. mapapalayo ako sa bahay namin. haha. tas aun. sumakay na kami sa bus. at nag-aral kami. haha. huwaw. tas aun. nakakahilo magbasa sa bus. natulog na lang kami. nyaha. tas aun. pagkagising ko ay malapit na akong bumaba. aian. iniwan ko na siya. babay. tapos umuwe na ko samin. mga 6pm na ko nakarating sa aming tahanan. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aian. nandito na ule ako sa bahay namin sa kamaynilaan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm planning to join five organizations in our school. the psychsoc&lt;em&gt;[it's a must for psychology students to join this org]&lt;/em&gt;, double majors' society, phicsamation, peer facilitator's club and the sining tanghalan. i'm not yet sure about hte sining tanghalan. tinatamad ako mag-audition eh. lol. nga pala. i also want to join sbvc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psychology Society or Psychsoc&lt;/strong&gt; is an organization which aims to equip Psychology students with knowledge and exposure in major fields of concentration such as: Clinical Psychology where the members are given the opportunity to visit various clinical institutions; Human Resource Development where the students are exposed to the industrial setting; and Social Psychology where the students are given the chance to visit social services institutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Double Majors' Society or DMSOC&lt;/strong&gt; is an organization that caters to the needs of its members who are majoring in two or more courses. One of the organization’s goals is to be able to instill flexibility among its members in terms of coordinating their different majors and at the same time develop excellence in them as a commitment to the school’s thrust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippine Graphics and Animation or PHICSAMATION&lt;/strong&gt; is an organization of BSIT students that shall train its members to be ethical professionals by being the platform for IT-related programs and activities. It shall seek to network with organizations advancing similar goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peer Facilitators' Club or PFC&lt;/strong&gt; is an organization which acts as an extension of the Guidance Department of SSC. It offers guidance services to the students, thus enhancing a closer relationship between the student body and the department. It aims to maximize the talents and potentials of the students through trainings and seminars on self-awareness, peer counseling and effective interpersonal relationships which help to mould the students into well-adjusted individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sining Tanghalan&lt;/strong&gt; is the theatre arts group of SSC. It is an organization which taps and develops the creative potentialities of the studentry in the various fields of theatre arts. It instils in the students the role of drama in the area of conscientization and advocates the unearthing and recreating of Filipino material for theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;St. Benedict Volunteer Circle or SBVC&lt;/strong&gt; is an organization that provides knowledge about St. Benedict and St. Scholastica to the studentry. It is the working arm of the College Campus Ministry Office and sponsors activities and projects that promote fellowship within the Scholastican community and that benefit the less fortunate and underprivileged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh. aian. i want to join the orgs presented above. the recruitment week is so soon! i can't wait. haha. i got these infos &lt;a href="http://www.ssc.edu.ph/sscweb/College-Stud%20Services/Student%20Affairs%20Organizations.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115183699974442105?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115183699974442105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115183699974442105' title='0 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arguing about my &lt;em&gt;punto&lt;/em&gt; and my other blockmate's &lt;em&gt;punto&lt;/em&gt;. lol. they say that using "na" as a prefix is wrong and it doesn't really exist in the dictionary. haha. so saying &lt;em&gt;nakaen, naulan, naayos&lt;/em&gt; and the likes are really wrong. they're actually right, &lt;em&gt;pero nasanay na ku eh, ba't ba?&lt;/em&gt; haha. nagtawanan na lang kami. nyaha. and we teased our blockmate &lt;em&gt;anak ni pacquiao &lt;/em&gt;na lang. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, we had our lab. &lt;em&gt;ayos&lt;/em&gt;! i really enjoyed it, except for the cleaning of test tube part. lol. we tested different solutions/food and see if they have lipids, iodine, starch and glucose. haha. these are what we tested:&lt;br /&gt;- starch solution&lt;br /&gt;- glucose solution&lt;br /&gt;- albumin solution&lt;br /&gt;- bread&lt;br /&gt;- potato&lt;br /&gt;- cooking oil&lt;em&gt;[kame nagdala nito! lol.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- milk&lt;br /&gt;- banana&lt;br /&gt;ang saya talaga nito. haha. aun. and our prof is so nice. silahis kase. nyaha. he's always guiding us so that we will not make the wrong move. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115167080820892774?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115167080820892774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115167080820892774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115167080820892774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115167080820892774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/06/puntong-batangueo-test-tube.html' title='puntong batangueño. test tube.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115158318566153882</id><published>2006-06-30T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:40.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;my title page and header do not match. on the title page it says, "rain. love it." but on the header it says, "the streets are wet. rain, rain go away." haha. isn't that a bit peculiar? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update this one later. i'm updating someone's ipod as of now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kabangagan ku lang kung bakit ganun un. haha. i both love and hate the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115158318566153882?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115158318566153882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115158318566153882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115158318566153882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115158318566153882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/06/edit-my-title-page-and-header-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115154587648205282</id><published>2006-06-29T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:39.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>id forgotten.</title><content type='html'>just a tip.&lt;br /&gt;never forget your id! or else, you will just end up not being able to enter your campus and missing your class. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot my id yesterday, and what happened? i wasn't able to enter our campus and i missed our pe class! how sad. aian. now i have a record as absent! amp. ayaw ko pa naman nun. asar. tsk tsk. i tried every way that i can just to be able to enter our campus. pero wa epek. tinry ko pa yung kunwari naghahanap ng id sa pouch, pero pinansin pa rin ako nun guard. argh! haha. tas anu. nitipon ko pa ang aking mga blockmate. at kasama ko silang nag-isip ng plano. wala pa ring nangyari. umuwi na lang ako at hinayaan na mamiss ang pe class. tsk tsk. nagsisisi pa ko! kasi naisipan ko na magmrt pabalik samin. tsk. asar talaga! andame tao! tas anu. nagtagal pa ko. kasi. sira yung tren. tsk. asar talaga. i swear. hindi na ko mageemrt pag uuwi ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myron and i saw each other yesterday. sa anu. gateway. tas anu. naggala lang kami dun. haha. nagpunta naman kami sa glorietta via mrt. shiet! andame tao. naaasar talaga ako. ayaw ku pa naman ng ganun. tsk tsk. tas aun. we watched &lt;em&gt;superman returns&lt;/em&gt; sa glorietta. amwapu ni superman! haha. tas aun. we went to gateway again afterwards. lumapang kami sa wendy's. haha. ayos! tas aun. umuwi na ko. asar na taxi driver yun! ampanget naman ng taxi niya, tas anmahal niya maningil. kung hindi ko lang gusto na talaga umuwi e hindi ako sasakay sa kanya. tsk tsk. basa pa yung upuan niya. tsk. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dun pala sa last post ko. hindi pala punctuation symbols ng hinahanap ko kundi ay pronunciation symbols. haha. nawalan na lang ako ng oras para sabihin ito. haha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115154587648205282?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115154587648205282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115154587648205282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115154587648205282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-115093669814107306</id><published>2006-06-22T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:39.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disregard the last post.</title><content type='html'>please disregard my last post. it's just full of crap and stupidity. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last tuesday, our class went to pandacan, manila for our nstp. urban poor exposure. aun. the people there are such a pity, but even so, they still can survive and they some still do their best so that their family would have something to eat. aun. i interviewed marietta opelada. wag na ang details about sa interview. asayment ko na yun. lol. after that, we went back to st. scho and ate lunch. haha. ayos ang lunch! setti brought rice, tuna and corned beef. haha. picnic. tas aun. picture time! i'll let you see the pictures after i get it from setti. lol. our class in psychology started. it was so interesting. natutuwa ako. haha. tapos, biological science naman. wala lang. aun. our prof in bio sci dismissed us early, so we went to starbucks to grab some white cholate mocha. tas aun. comm. arts naman. wala lang din. haha. tas aun. nihatid na ko nina marcy at setti sa sakayan. tas uwe na.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115093669814107306?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115093669814107306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115093669814107306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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always walking from one place to another while wearing that stupid shoes. tsk tsk. bakit ba naman kase ganun dapat ang suot. pede naman yun school shoes na panghayskul. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired. i want to rest. i want to sleep. argh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang talaga akong magawa sa buhay ko. tsk tsk. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang post na to ay walang kwenta. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto. lalagyan ko ng kwenta. slight. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last monday, myron and i saw each other. and we watched a movie. garfield. lol. ankyot ni garfield! tas dalawa na sila ngayon. haha. panoorin n'yo! matutuwa kayo. pwamis. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! tinatamad ako magkwento. naiinis ako. saka na nga. tsk tsk. asar talaga. amp.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll continue my story. in details, maybe. last monday, i arrived early at school. 7am ata yun. as always. haha. i saw jeanette in the blue tent. aun. then we had our theology class. surprisingly, the class was not boring. haha. i kind of got interested with the &lt;em&gt;sbc&lt;/em&gt; something. it's like an org, but actually it's not. basta. un na un. haha. after that, ay mali. college algebra pala muna bago theology. tsk tsk. memory. amp. haha. aun. our prof's a male. haha. but he acts like a lady. but he has a wife and children. nyaha. ewan ko sa kanya. aun. i only had two classes then. algebra + theology = 1:30pm. after our class, marcy, setti and i went to the library! haha. huwaw. nagkwentuhan lang naman kami dun. lol. after that, 3pm na ata yun, nihatid namin si marcy sa ccp. tsk tsk. kapagod. nilakad lang namin yun. ampupu. haha. but because of that, i discovered that star city is just near our school. haha. nagulat nga ako. at the same time, nabano + natuwa. &lt;em&gt;bata mode&lt;/em&gt;. haha. tas aun. nakasakay na siya. nihatid naman ako ni setti sa lrt station. haha. wee! lrt again! lol. i went to edsa-taft, then mrt station naman papunta sa araneta. aun. nawiwili na talaga ko magmrt at lrt. nyaha. tas aun. nagkita na nga kami ni myrun. at nanuod ng garfield. masaya naman. tas aun. umuwi na kami pagkatapos. 7:30pm na ata un. i took a taxi on our way home. hindi ko lam kung panu umuwi eh. lol. aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, that's what happened to me last monday. sorry, the latter part was not detailed. i'm not in the mood to talk about him. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115089405071238961?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115089405071238961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115089405071238961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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mga nangyari sa buhay ko. sa sabado. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lamuga! kulang pa ang laman ng layout ko! saka ko na dadagdagan. pag nagol ulet ako. nyaha. salamat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115080897863126689?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115080897863126689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115080897863126689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115080897863126689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115080897863126689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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start ng classes namin. haha. but i arrived in school at 8am. haha. ang aga nu. haha. buti na lang e nakita ko si maddy. may kasama ako na naghintay hanggang 9am. tas aun. nakasama ko na ang aking blockmates. ayos! masaya sila kasama. tas aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday[061406]&lt;/strong&gt;. lintek na &lt;em&gt;chiggy's&lt;/em&gt; yan. ambagal ng serving! haha. dun kami kumaen ng mga blockmates ku e. haha. tas anu. may binigyan kami ng pud. wawa man kasi siya. after that, we went to sm manila via lrt. haha. aku'y nabano. nun na lang ulet ako sumakay dun e. haha. sa central kami bumaba. nyaha. tas aun. gala kami. at nipapunta ko dun si klarisse. lol. wala pa siyang pasok. tas aun. sumama siya samin pabalik ng taft. niiwan ko siya muna kay krishore. lintek yang si krishore! niiwan si klarisse. i'm so worried. haha. sa plato pa naman niya iniwan. andame nagiinuman dun. tsk tsk. after our class, i went directly to plato. tumatakbo pa ko nun. wapois nga e. haha. tas aun. nakita ko na siya. naglrt ulet kami. nyaha. pers taym namin sumakay ni klarisse dun ng kami lang! haha. tas rush hour pa nun. andame tao! sardinas e! haha. tas aun. nun pagkababa namin ng lrt hindi namin lam kung san kami pupunta. haha. pinagpedikab kami. at nakakatakut. pinagkakaguluhan kami ng pedikab drivers. lol. pers taym ku sumakay ng pedikab! haha. tas aun. nibaba kami sa sakayan papunta sa dapitan. tas aun. nagjeep kami. haha. pers taym ku sumaky ng jeep sa maynila. haha. ayaw ko sumakay dun e. andumi kasi ng paligid. tsk. tas aun. nasa ust na kami! haha. lumapang kami sa mcdo. 7pm na ata un. pers taym ku nakasama si klarisse ng hanggang ganung oras. haha. tas 8am na ata kami ntapus. at umuwi na ako. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday[061506]&lt;/strong&gt;. nagkita let kami ni klarisse. haha. sa ust. i went there after my class. tas aun. nakasama ko rin si bernard at erwin. haha. lumpang kami sa burger king. tas aun. i went home at 7pm. haha. wala pa ko masakyan. nagtazi pa tuloy ako. buti na lang si manong taxi drayber ay mabaet. haha. tas aun. at malungkot ang aking gabi. haii. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday[061606]&lt;/strong&gt;. naligaw ako! haha. i went to araneta kasi. magkikita kami ni myron. tas aun. katakut. nagtaxi ako papunta dun. haha. ampupu. tama na pala yung una kong sinakyan. bumaba pa ko. lol. tas aun. antagal ko naghintay dun. pagala gala ako. ansakit ng paa ko! awts. tas tumambay ako sa dunkin donuts. haha. kahiya. hindi man lang ako bumili. tas aun. nagkita na kami. gumala lang. tas aub. nipagmrt ako magisa nun! amp. katakut. haha. pers taym ko nigawa yun! haha. kala ko naliligaw pa ko. buti na lang. hindi. haha. tas aun. nagumpisa na yung klase ko. silahis si prof! haha. tas aun. 2:30pm natapos yung klase ko. nagpunta kami nina setti at marcy sa mcdo. at nipagtripan ang mga weird people over there. haha. tas aun. umuwi na kami ng 4pm. i'm back at our house! namis ku ito. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today is my birthday! wee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-115050360563450900?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/115050360563450900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=115050360563450900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115050360563450900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/115050360563450900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/06/pers-taym.html' title='pers taym!'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114973689062396694</id><published>2006-06-10T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:39.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orientation.</title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;the three-day orientation was tiring yet fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do this later. i'm feeling lazy now. lol.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week had been very &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; nice for me. we had our orientation in st. scho and i did other stuffs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday[060406]&lt;/strong&gt;. we went to sm north edsa to buy some school stuffs. talk about getting ready for school. i bought a notebook and a ballpen. + a post it pad. haha. anhaba ng pila dun sa national. si nanay na ang aming pinapila dun. haha. while waiting for my mom, we went to a music store to listen to some music. tower records ata yun. basta. aun. after that, we went to the department store to buy school shoes. aun. nakabili ako. sa hush puppies. ankyot! haha. tas aun. went to our house in quezon city. then my parents left us na. aww. how sad. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday[060506]&lt;/strong&gt;. woke up at 4am to take a bath. then arrived in st. scho at 6:30am. kaaga ko dumating! e 8am pa naman yung start nun orientation. tsk. sumabay kasi ako sa aking kapatid. i waited there for a long time. tsk. e wala pa naman ako kakilala. aun. tas aun. nagstart na. we went ot st. cecilia's hall. we met the president of st. scho. i think her name is sr. angelica leviste, osb. aun. she told us about the life of st. benedict and st. scholastica. then she let us watch a documentary film about garbage. nakatulog nga ako nun. lol. nun hapon naman eh. nagpalaro sila. pero hindi ako sumali. lol. tas aun. they toured us in the campus. kaso lang wala ako naalala sa mga lugar na sinabi nila. haha. aun. the program ended at about 4pm. went home with my brother. commute. tinuturuan na ko kung pano magbyahe. haha. tas aun. arrived at our house at 5pm. tsk. aun. i slept at about 12am for some reasons. aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday[060606]&lt;/strong&gt;. woke up at 4:30am. then arrived in st. scho at about 7:30am. aun. nakasama ko si loraine at ranah. tas aun. napunta kami sa st. cecilia's hall ule. nakakatuwa. andame intermission. the danz edge performed. shiet. angaleng nila! pati un sining tanghalan at pep squad nila. ayos! tas aun. there are nine freshmen in our school. they are from the music and fine arts course. aun. sikat nga sila e! haha. nipaakyat un apat sa stage. sila lang xe un andun nun tuesday. may isang wapu! his name is ej. tas aun. anu nga ang pinresent samin nun. aun! they presented the rules and regulations of the school. what should not be done and what should be done. the program ended at 4pm. i saw alo and his friend, paolo. tas aun. kumaen kami sa mcdo. at hinatid nila ku sa sakayan. i went home alone! for the first time. ampupu pa. tinatawanan ako ni manong drayber. tsk. kasi ako ay parang bata. haha. tas aun. 6:30pm na ata ako nakauwi. nagaalala na si lula nun! e lobat ako. hindi ako makapagteks. tas aun. i slept at around 2:30am. ayos! kateks ku sina jas, bibi at myron nun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday[060706]&lt;/strong&gt;. last day of orientation! i woke up at 4am. haha. kulang na kulang ako sa tulog. tas aun. i arrived in st. scho at 7am. nakaasama ku si ranah nun. tas aun. the program started. we went again to st. cecilia's hall. they presented teh different academic and interest organizations of the school that we might want ot join in the rescruitment week. aun. ayos! iba-ibang avp ang aking nakita. and they are all interesting. aun. kaso lang e sunud-sunod. parang nakakaantok din tuloy. tas aun. nun hapon different bands performed. the program ended at 5pm. tas aun. i saw stanley! i really missed that guy! pero sandali lang kami nakapagusap. aun. uwi na kami ni kuya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday[060806]&lt;/strong&gt;. i had my hair rstraightened. nyaha! aun. ayun lang ang nagyari saken nun. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday[060906]&lt;/strong&gt;. i went to taft at 4pm. susunduin ko si kuya. uuwi na kami sa batangas. haha. aun. bustrip! ayos! nyahaha. we arrived here at 6pm. i missed my room! our house! everything. haha. tas aun. namiss ko ang manood ng tv. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee! malapit na ang aking birthday. nyaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114936478848163096</id><published>2006-06-04T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:39.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>product launch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"el toro. . . sagad sa lakas! sagad sa sarap!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i accompanied my father yesterday in the product launch of el toro. magiging katapat ng extra joss. haha. aun. angaleng ng aking tito na magsalita. at sabi pa niya e doble daw un el toro sa extra joss. ang extra joss ay 4g lang per sachet samantalang ang el toro ay 8g per sachet pero pareho lang na 5php. haha. tas 8000mcg ang taurine ng el toro samantalang 1000mcg lang ang extra joss. at ang caffeine ng el toro ay 100mg samantalang  ang extra joss ay 50mg lang. haha. aun. tapos libreng &lt;em&gt;lafang(?)[kain]&lt;/em&gt; pagkatapos ng product launch! ayos! nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to quezon city tomorrow. orientation na bukas. huwee! haha. ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas masarap daw ang torres 10 kesa sa torres 5. pambading lang daw ang torres 5. haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-114936478848163096?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114936478848163096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=114936478848163096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114936478848163096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114936478848163096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/06/product-launch.html' title='product launch.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114900186740267166</id><published>2006-05-30T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:39.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;jhed&lt;/strong&gt; tagged me. lol. so i have to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instructions:&lt;br /&gt;1. the tagged victim has to come up with 8 different descriptions of their perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;2. he/she needs to mention the sex/gender of their perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;3. he/she must tag 8 more people to join this game and leave a comment on their respective sites announcing that they have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;4. if tagged a second time, there's no need to post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;perfect lover, eh? of course, i need that! haha. syempre naman, sino bang hindi di ba? lol. but is there really a perfect lover? hmmm. :p &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;anhirap naman nito. wala ako mailagay. lol. ilang minuto na ang nakalilipas ah. haii. hehe. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMART&lt;/strong&gt;. hindi smart subscriber ah. globe ako eh. lol. someone who is not smart only in academics, but also in other aspects. one who could help me with my assignments&lt;em&gt;[yung iba lang ah.]&lt;/em&gt; haha. one who could give me advices whenever i have problems, academically or not, or whatsoever. mga ganun. haha. one who could make me feel that life has a brighter side. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD-FEARING&lt;/strong&gt;. aun. one who loves and rsepects God. one who could go to the church with me. i really want a guy like that. ankyot pag ganun. haha. one who would pray with me. mga ganun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROMISE KEEPER&lt;/strong&gt;. he has to keep his promises. it's a must. yung hindi ako paaasahin sa wala. if ever he broke one of his promises, i want to hear it from him, not with other people. i want him to be really honest with me. napakaimposible naman kasi na matutupad ng isang tao ang lahat ng promises niya. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anu pa? wala na ko maisip. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILD&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. one who's not boring. i want him to be madaldal, makwento. but in the right time and place. who would always talk to me and will not run out of stories to tell. masaya yun! haha. but he has to talk sensible things. pede na rin yung hindi, pero minsan lang ah. lol. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OPTIMISTIC&lt;/strong&gt;. one who sees the brighter side of the world. one who never gives up easily. one who always think that there is a way and solution in every problem. aun. one who thinks positively. one who could brighten up my day when i'm feeling so down. aun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDLY&lt;/strong&gt;. he has to be kind to all my friends. he should really get along with my friends. because i really love my friends. one who would not take me away from them. yung papayagan ako an gumimik with them without him, minsan. aun. and he should also like my parents. syempre naman. aun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDERSTANDING&lt;/strong&gt;. he has to understand me. he has to accept me for who i am. yung hindi ako babaguhin. aun. he has to understand that sometimes, i can't go out with him, that i have something to do, that i have to text other guys. mga ganun. open-minded ba. aun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWEET&lt;/strong&gt;. he has to be really sweet to me. lol. one who would bring me food when i'm hungry, who would hug me when i'm feeling lonely. something like that. aun. i want someone who would not bring my self-esteem down. he has to be proud of me. haha.&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;tapos na. but it's not really a must. it's too good to be true. haha. aun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;found him na pala. haha.&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i will ask these people to do the same thing as i did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;memesh. rowjie. alona. jochie. mich. mayc. gracey. karla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-114900186740267166?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114900186740267166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=114900186740267166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114900186740267166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114900186740267166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/05/tagged.html' title='tagged.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114897004596463508</id><published>2006-05-30T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:39.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enrolled!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'm already enrolled in st. scho. kahapon lang. aun. &lt;em&gt;ayos&lt;/em&gt;! may school na rin ako na mapapasukan. lol. i will be moving in quezon city next week. dun ako titira eh. aun. i saw gail and ranah there also. then me and my mom met a family. financial grantee sila. katuwa nga kausap yung nanay eh. parang matagal na namin kakilala kung makipagusap samen. lol. there's just one thing i'm complaining about st. scho. ampanget ng uniform! haha. it's too conservative. madre daw kase. amp. lol. whatever. anu pang magagaw ko? 100 years ng ganun ang uniform dun. alangan naman baguhin ko pa. haha. at as if naman mababago ko yun. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my hair cut last saturday from a salon in tanauan. ang iksi na ng buhok ko ngayon. i never had my hair cut this short before. aun. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to quezon city last sunday with my family. utos ni granpa. lol. wala lang. tumambay at tumangla lang ako dun. went to tiendesitas after. we ate there. ayos lang ang food. masarap narin. pero ang pinakaayos na part dun eh yung mga nagpeperform! haha. they're singing songs from i think 80's or 70's? i dunno. basta ang nag-eenjoy eh yung mga matatanda. lol. then a girl sang. i think her name is &lt;em&gt;lienel(?)[hindi ko lam spelling. lol.]&lt;/em&gt; she is not part of the band. audience lang siya. aun. ayos! angaleng niya kumanta. lol. dinedicate niya un song para sa father niya because it's his birthday. aun. tapos biglang sabi saken ng tatay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dad: answeet naman niya, kinakantahan niya tatay niya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: hindi ako marunong kumanta eh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun. haha. basta. went home after. tapos tulog na. pagod eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa sasakyan nung sunday. my parents are fighting. at gano kasakit para sakin ang marinig sa tatay ko na sinasabi niya sa nanay ko na "ano? hiwalay na tayo?" it really hurts. syempre. anak ako tas maririnig ko yun sa tatay ko. aba naman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-114897004596463508?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114897004596463508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=114897004596463508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114897004596463508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114897004596463508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/05/enrolled.html' title='enrolled!'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114894893227158939</id><published>2006-05-30T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:38.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edited.</title><content type='html'>i erased my post entitled disclaimer because i saw that &lt;em&gt;pauleen&lt;/em&gt; has the same post as mine. even the link. siguro nga ako yung nanggaya kasi mas nauna siya nagspot. sorry. i didn't mean it. aun lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-114894893227158939?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114894893227158939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=114894893227158939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114894893227158939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114894893227158939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/05/edited.html' title='edited.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114867471571127113</id><published>2006-05-28T04:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:38.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid?</title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;lately, i've been thinking too much. again. i haven't done that since i left school for vacation. lol. but i'm not thinking about academics or something. it's about him. stupid? i don't know. maybe. i really don't know why i've been too much about him lately. alam ko pala. kasi matagal na kami wala communication. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do teenagers engage in boy-girl relationships? mamaya o sa susunod na ang sagot. aba'y 4:14am na ho. kelangan ko naman matulog. lol.&lt;/edit&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na pala sagution. lol. kayo na lang ang sumagot para saken. ano? why do teenagers engage in boy-girl relationships nga ba? :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-114867471571127113?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114867471571127113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=114867471571127113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114867471571127113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114867471571127113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/05/stupid.html' title='stupid?'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114867254496771646</id><published>2006-05-28T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:38.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amfufu ng globe.</title><content type='html'>wee! sa wakas. i've got my fone back! nyaha! but i can only have it this weekend. how sad. *sigh*. nonetheless, i still got it and now, i can text everyone. lol. mish ku na kaya sila. haha. ansaya. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid globe. ayaw magunli! nasira nanaman ata ang network nila. haii. hanggang linggo na nga lang eh. jas! haha. she will also get her fone this weekend. kapareho ko siya. tuwing weekend lang may fone. lol. she is also my tungayatz [nagpupuyat pero nakatunganga lang] together with alrina. lol. mis ku na kaw kateks jas. nyahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-114867254496771646?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114867254496771646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=114867254496771646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114867254496771646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114867254496771646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/05/amfufu-ng-globe_28.html' title='amfufu ng globe.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114856542367658526</id><published>2006-05-25T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:38.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lungkot + lungkot + saya.</title><content type='html'>ang entry na to ay isang kabangagan. minumungkahi kong basahin nyo ito kung kayo ay walang magawa at kapareho kong sabog/bangag. lol. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako ay malungkot. for some reasons, i'm so lonely. because. anu. something's not right with me. totally not right. things are not happening the way i want to be. hindi naman lahat. yung iba lang. katulad ng ako ay grounded. oo. grounded ako. dahil &lt;em&gt;bad girl&lt;/em&gt; "daw" ako. lol. aun. hindi tuloy ako makalabas ng bahay namin. maghapon lang tuloy ako nakaharap sa monitor at sa aming tv. gustong gusto ko pa naman lumabas sa aming bahay at maarawan man lang. pero hindi. hindi iyon maaari. gusto ko pa naman iexplore ang world. makakita ng ibang environment. at lahat. lol. ayos lang. ganun talaga ang buhay. next week pa ko makakalabas kasi pupunta na ako sa aming tahanan dun sa lugar na puno ng ingay, usok at pupu ng &lt;em&gt;domestic animals &lt;/em&gt;also known as&lt;em&gt; manila. &lt;/em&gt;aun. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa pang lungkot. kasi hindi ako makagawa ng paraan para magkaron kami ng communication. kung sinuman yun. kasi kinuha ang aking selepono. makukuha ko lang yun sa hunyo. sa pasukan. aun. kalungkot talaga. alam n'yo yun?! lol. aun. asar nga eh. ampupu pa. hindi siya nagool. nagool naman pala. kaso lang eh wrong timing. dahil aalis na ko pag nagool siya o kaya naman ay siya ang aalis. ayos diba? haii. aun. basta. malungkot. sa sabado ako ay magkakaron ng selepono thru my brother which will be coming back home from manila. kasi may pasok siya. sa dlsu siya kasi napasok. aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya. dahil sa maghapon ako nakatungaga sa harap ng pc ay marame akong natutunan na kung anu-ano at marami akong nakitang site na aking kinaaliwan kahit pano. kahit pano naman ay sumaya ako diba. lol. aun. marami rin akong nadownload na mga kanta dahil nga sa wala akong magawa at sa maghapong pagharap sa pc namin. &lt;em&gt;ayos&lt;/em&gt;! haha. naayos ko na rin ang aking &lt;em&gt;winamp player&lt;/em&gt;. ngayon ay dun na ule ako nagpapatutugtog ng mga kanta na lubos kong ikinasiya. lol. aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bago na ang friendster. may changes. pwede na idisplay ang last name at nagbago ng format ang home. marami idinagdag. kaso lang. kanina. antagal bago ako nakapunta sa home. ambulok. lol. ayoko pa naman idisplay ang aking last name. lol. pero napilitan akong pindutin ang "yes, put my last name" para lamang makapasok sa home. lol. pero binago ko rin ang settings at nilagay ko sa "no" ang pagdidisplay sa last name. ayoko ikalat sa mundo ang aking last name eh, bakit ba? lol. at dun sa bagong friendster ay may hotties section! anu kaya yun? ano naman ang pakelam ko sa mga taong yun. hinid ko naman sila kilala. lol. kung anu anong kaechosan ang dinagdag ng friendster sa home na hindi ko masyadong nagustuhan. haha. ito po ay opinyon ko lamang. opinyo ng isang tao. lahat po ay may kanya kanyang opinyon. kung may naoffend man. pasensya na. lol. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-114856542367658526?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114856542367658526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what a day. i have nothing to do! i'm just here in our house. doing anything i want. alone. hmp. haii. hehe. dahil sa wala akong magawa e ipopost ko ang aking &lt;strong&gt;top 10 bands&lt;/strong&gt;. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my top 10 bands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;finch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~&gt; &lt;em&gt;ayos ang bandang to&lt;/em&gt;! it's an emo-punk band. &lt;em&gt;lorenz &lt;/em&gt;introduced this band to me. pinadownload niya saken yung mga kanta neto. kase pinapaburn niya saken. aun. then when i listened to it, i liked it. haha. i love their songs, especially &lt;em&gt;letters to you&lt;/em&gt;. wala lang. nakakarelate kase ako. it's about someone missing his love. he wants to be with his love. haha. aun. "On February 19, 2006, a posting from Finch's booking agent on a reputable alternative music website, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Absolutepunk.net" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Absolutepunk.net"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Absolutepunk.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, revealed that the group is "officially on an 'indefinite hiatus'. Members of the band are currently jamming with other projects." (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Finch_(US_band)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Finch_%28US_band%29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;) hmp. sayang sila. ba't kaia? hmmm. haha. for more info about this band, click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.finchmusic.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;09. &lt;strong&gt;the used&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~&gt; &lt;em&gt;isa pang ayos.&lt;/em&gt; haha. the used is an emo band. my cousin, &lt;em&gt;bryan&lt;/em&gt;, introduced them to me. at first, i liked them coz steeg yung title ng mga kanta nila, para saken yun ah. haha. tas nagandahan na rin ako sa kanta, lalo na yung all that i've got. anganda! pakinggan n'yo. haha. aun. Bert McCracken is on vocals, Quinn Allman on guitar, Jeph Howard on bass, and Branden Steineckert on drums. [magkamuka yun vocalist ng band na to at vocalist ng mcr. lol.] for more info about his band, click &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theused.net/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;08. &lt;strong&gt;my chemical romance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~&gt;&lt;em&gt; anwapu ni gerard way!&lt;/em&gt; haha. this band is so cool. haha. ankulet nila. their second to last latest album release, three cheers for sweet revenge, is so cool! haha. at yung cover ng album nila, kakaiba. gerard way made it, btw. haha. hiniram ko pa talaga yun cd nila kay alo para ilagay dito sa pc. lol. and their music videos, anganda! haha. emo na emo. tas aun. they have a new album, &lt;em&gt;life on a murder scene&lt;/em&gt;, but i still haven't heard it yet. haha. for more info about this band, click &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mychemicalromance.com/flashsite.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mamaya na yung iba. nitatamad na xe ako. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-114835859514290336?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114835859514290336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=114835859514290336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114835859514290336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114835859514290336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114826836934648671</id><published>2006-05-22T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:38.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wuhaha. wula lang. ansaya ko. grabe. kahit may kulang. basta. un. haha. nakakapraning sa bahay. hindi ako makaalis. argh! haha. hinihintay ko lang na magnext week para makagala ulet. haha. dapat kase sumama na ko sa lipa eh. kaso lang. katamad. kaya eto. internet na lang. haha. aun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/kissesmilai"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; for my thoughts. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Name: camille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nickname: milai. milong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B-day: 061790&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. FAVORITES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave color: ** black. purple. red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave food: ** anthing edible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave drink: ** anthing potable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave gig: ** anything fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave day: ** everyday! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave no.: ** nakanaman. kahit ano. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave motto: ** to be forgotten is worse than death. naks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave game: ** badminton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave friend: ** duh. kelangan ba may fave pa na friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave subject: ** literature. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave song: ** wake up by coheeda nd cambria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave artist: ** kahit sino. pwahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave band: ** coheed and cambria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave t.v. show: ** south park. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave celebrity: ** kahit sino. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fave compliment: ** hmmm. lahat? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. HATERS LEAGUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-hatest song/s in lyf: ** yung mga baduy. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-hatest friend of yours: ** duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-hatest nightmare u ever had: ** ewan. wala e. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-hatest comment you received: ** hmmm. wala naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-hatest relationship: ** wala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-hatest compliment u received: ** wala e. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-hatest celebrity: ** wala naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-hatest trait of yours: ** ewan. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. CHOOSE THIS or NOT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-pink or blue? ** blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-family or friends? ** both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-mall or house? ** house. it's more quiet here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-music or art? ** music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-PC or laptop? ** pc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-cd player or i-pod? ** i-pod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-friendster or myspace? ** friendster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-type or write? ** type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-sleep or awake? ** sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-daydream or nightmare? ** daydream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-fan or aircon? ** aircon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-starlet or celebrity? ** celebrity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-truth or dare? ** truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-single or twin? ** single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-perfume or cologne? **cologne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-water or juice? ** water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-soda or icedtea? ** iced tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-biscuit or cracker? ** cracker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ala carte or buffet? ** buffet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-chips or fruits? ** fruits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. UNBELIEVABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-most memorable event: ** :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-most embarrassing event: ** :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-most kilig moment: ** :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-most stressful event: ** multi-tasking. doing school projects+dealing with other problems+making out with your parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-most lovable scene on t.v: ** when a boy/girl hugs his love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-most likable lyrics of a song: ** the best part of believe is the lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. KAKAKILIG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ever been in love? ** yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ever felt you're heartbroken? ** ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ever hurt a loved one? ** maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ever kissed someone? ** yup. my friends. family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ever been hugged so tight? ** yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ever been depressed coz of someone? ** slight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ever been dated by your crush? ** dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ever insulted your loved one? ** yah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ever slapped someone? ** yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ever met a braggy person? ** yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ever felt you're so tired bec. of answering this survey? ** nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-114826836934648671?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114826836934648671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=114826836934648671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114826836934648671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114826836934648671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/05/wuhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114792410670836118</id><published>2006-05-18T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:38.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haii. i don't have my fone. help! i posted "prayer" i got from luaquotes. just read on it if you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thoughts here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/kissesmilai"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.xanga.com/kissesmilai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, Supreme Being, and I don't mean me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Give me the vision to see my parents as human beings, because if they aren't, what does that make me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Give me vocabulary because the more I say you know, the less anyone does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Give me freedom from television because I'm beginning to distrust its happy endings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Give me sex education to correct what I first heard from thirteen year olds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Give me homework to keep me from flunking Free Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Give me a map of the world so I may see that this town and I aren't the center of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Give me the knowledge that conformity is the enemy of friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Give me the understanding that nobody ever grows up in a group, so I may find my own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Give me limits so I will know I'm loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And give me nothing that I haven't earned so taht this adolescence doesn't last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-114792410670836118?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114792410670836118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=114792410670836118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114792410670836118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114792410670836118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/05/haii.html' title=''/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114780157601294597</id><published>2006-05-17T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:38.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nyahaha. wula lang. i got this thingy in friendster. ankyot. if you care, just read on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;btw, i passed in st. scho. dun na ko mag-aaral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;?p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thoughts here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/kissesmilai"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.xanga.com/kissesmilai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what she/she says vs. what he/she means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Bahala ka na."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "Pagsisihan mo ito."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Sure, go ahead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "I don't want you to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Hindi ako galit!."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "Galit ako."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "I just want a stable future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "I want to be rich."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Hindi ka marunong makinig."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "Sumunod ka sa gusto ko."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Mahal mo ba ako?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "May ipapabili ako."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Gaano mo ako kamahal?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "May kasalanan ako sa iyo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "I'll be ready in 5 minutes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "I'll be ready in 1 hour."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Nakikinig ka ba?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "Sumunod ka na kasi sa gusto ko."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Masarap ba ang luto ko."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "Instant yan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Lets watch a movie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "Magsha-shopping ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"IN ANSWER TO THE QUESTION:"MAY GINAWA BA AKO?" FROM THE BOYFRIEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Wala."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "Marami."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Ayokong pag-usapan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "Bumubuwelo pa ako."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Wala talaga."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "Hayup ka!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Says: "Wala. Talagang-talaga."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Means: "Gusto ko nang mag-break."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHAT HE SAYS VS. WHAT HE MEANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "Gutom ako."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Gutom ako."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "Inaantok ako."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Inaantok ako."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "Pagod ako."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Pagod ako."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "Gusto mo bang kumain?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Gusto kong kumain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "Talagang gusto mo ang sineng ito?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Ang corny."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "What's wrong?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Hay naku, heto na naman tayo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "OK naman ang haircut mo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Ngiiii!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "May nasabi ba ako?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Tama na nga iyan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "Mag-usap tayo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Makinig ka. Magsasalita ako."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHILE SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "Hindi bagay sa iyo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Masyadong mahal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "Maganda iyan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Mura."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Says: "Bagay na bagay sa iyo. Bilhin mo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He Means: "Gusto ko nang umuwi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ON RELATIONSHIPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When a relationship ends, a woman cries till hertear ducts dry, yaks on and on to her gfs, writesa poem, listens to sad music, raids the shops atGlorietta and Greenbelt and goes on a full beautymake-over-all these in a month or less. Then shegoes on with her life. A man only reacts from 6months to a year after break-up. This is the 3a.m. drunken call he makes to his ex "I hate you,you ruined my life...Uh, baka pwede pa tayo?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ON MATURITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Women take to maturity faster and earlier. A16-year-old female can effectively care for aninfant. A 16-year-old male can make the family dogdrink Tanduay. That's why high school romancesrarely work out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ON PHONE ATTITUDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A man uses the phone only if he has somethingspecific to say "Pare basket tayo bukas. Gym. 8sharp. Bye." He delivers a short telegraphicmessage and hangs up after 6 minutes. A womandoesn't need a particular reason to call a friend.She can visit her gal pal for a week and uponreturning home, call the same friend and chat forthree hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ON HANDWRITING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Men's chicken-scratch handwriting gives us aheadache. Women's letters give men migraine sheuses scented and colored stationeries and dot heri's with circles and hearts. She writes to dumphim and puts a smiley face or a sunflower at the end of the letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ON DIRECTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When a female driver gets lost, she stops at a gasstation and asks for directions. A male driversimply won't even, if a little voice inside hishead is going, "May makakakita pa kaya sa atin nabuhay?" He'll drive around for two hours trying tofigure a way out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ON PHOTOGRAPHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Men take photography very seriously. They shellout thousands of pesos for state-of-the-artcameras and other equipment, build dark rooms andtake photography classes. Women buy Kodakinstamatics...and end up taking better pix. ----KOREK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ON VANITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Men are vain. They check their reflection onmirrors every chance they get. Women will checkthemselves out on shiny surface mirrors, spoons,silver balloons, store windows, some guy's bald head.&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/28114733-114780157601294597?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114780157601294597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=114780157601294597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114780157601294597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114780157601294597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/05/nyahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022405723885423398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d95/milay17/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28114733.post-114767209361815516</id><published>2006-05-15T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:25:37.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh well, this has been a really boring day. andame ko na nagawa about this blog stuffs. lol. i'm not in the mood to write something. lol. katamad. i posted welcome home by coheed and cambria. this song's nice. emo kasi. haha. lol. i miss my friends. love you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thoughts here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/kissesmilai"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.xanga.com/kissesmilai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome Home&lt;br /&gt;Coheed And Cambria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could've been all i wanted&lt;br /&gt;But you weren't honest&lt;br /&gt;Now get in the ground&lt;br /&gt;You choked off the surest of favors&lt;br /&gt;But if you really loved me&lt;br /&gt;You would've endured my world&lt;br /&gt;Well you're just as i presumed&lt;br /&gt;A whore in sheep's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Fucking up all i do&lt;br /&gt;And if so here we stop&lt;br /&gt;Then never again&lt;br /&gt;Will you see this in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Hang on to the glory at my right hand&lt;br /&gt;Here laid to rest is our love ever longed?&lt;br /&gt;With truth on the shores of compassion&lt;br /&gt;You seem to take premise to all of these songs&lt;br /&gt;You stormed off to scar the armada&lt;br /&gt;Like jesus played letter,&lt;br /&gt;I'll drill through your hands&lt;br /&gt;The stone for the curse you have blamed me&lt;br /&gt;With love and devotion, i'll die as you sleep&lt;br /&gt;But if you could just write me out&lt;br /&gt;To neverless wonder... happy will i become&lt;br /&gt;Be true that this is no option,&lt;br /&gt;So with sin i condemn you&lt;br /&gt;Demon play, demon out!&lt;br /&gt;Hang on to the glory at my right hand&lt;br /&gt;Here laid to rest is our love ever longed?&lt;br /&gt;With truth on the shores of compassion&lt;br /&gt;You seem to take premise to all of these songs&lt;br /&gt;One last kiss for you&lt;br /&gt;One more wish to you&lt;br /&gt;Please make up your mind girl...&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;One last kiss for you&lt;br /&gt;One more wish to you&lt;br /&gt;Please make up your mind girl...&lt;br /&gt;Before i hope you die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28114733-114767209361815516?l=heartsstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/feeds/114767209361815516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28114733&amp;postID=114767209361815516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114767209361815516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28114733/posts/default/114767209361815516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsstars.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-well-this-has-been-really-boring.html' 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