<?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-8926224</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:36:13.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sinong mel 'to?</title><subtitle type='html'>i'd rather be somewhere alone than be somewhere surrounded by lots of people while feeling alone </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-116801664049210592</id><published>2007-01-05T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T04:21:26.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid girl</title><content type='html'>i did something stupid resulting to this weird feeling between us. can i be any more stupid with him? ugh too weird for words. i just hope i'll change my ways and not freaking avoid him. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dashboard confessionals as my background music. :D i love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/loveyou.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....most awkward thing ever. hope this will never happen to me. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/justdoit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....yeah, don't be afraid. huh, can't believe i did what i did last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/darts.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....you've got me pinned and i kinda hate you for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/you.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....you yeah you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/closewatch.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....i keep too many secrets but i blurt out the most insane things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/emo.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....ahaha emo girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/doodle.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....i doodle too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/getitright.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....i don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/icare.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....i actually really do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/butterfly.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....reminds me of something? ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/dreamers.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/endisnear.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....i cannot wait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-116801664049210592?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/116801664049210592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=116801664049210592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116801664049210592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116801664049210592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2007/01/stupid-girl.html' title='stupid girl'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-116493956734521903</id><published>2006-11-30T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:22:35.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bb and lines</title><content type='html'>still a happy girl!!! ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't need to tell much of anything here about bb coz i tell my friends everything already. ahahahaa i love my friends :D mwahugsapak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday. we went to divisoria. :)))) i bought lots of cute things my friends for christmas! :)))) speaking of gifts, i always find it hard to give gifts to my guy friends. i dunno what to give them. kaya mostly i end up giving them candies. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm meron akong mga quotes or song lyrics na sobrang love ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"would you rather love someone who completes you or someone who loves you completely?" -movie nila sam milby and toni gonzaga... i only saw the commercial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"would he choose to live without her or die to be with her?" -mediator 6... if you've read all 6 books, you'd know how this question means a lot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stat: can you just give me even half a smile?&lt;br /&gt;bb: i'll give you a full smile if you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what will you say if you find out i'm lazy and quite lame? will you still love me just the same?" -viola by: nikola sarcevic (don't be fooled by the name, it's a guy or a band... whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you're always assumming the worst" -dashboard confessionals (forgot the title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we love that game but we never play coz we will lose and we wanna stay the way we are, the way we've been for far too long" -feel the same by: motion city soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm sitting under falling stars. do you miss me where you are? i'm making plans to be with you but have they come unglued? what am i to do?" -goodbye, goodnight by: mae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i wish you out of the woods and into a picture with me. i wish you over the moon, come out of the question and be" -out of the woods by: nickel creek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - 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Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/tobesomeone.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/stalkyou.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/yeah.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/dice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma"&gt;i'll smile to that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-116493956734521903?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/116493956734521903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=116493956734521903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116493956734521903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116493956734521903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/11/bb-and-lines.html' title='bb and lines'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-116453832147386350</id><published>2006-11-26T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T02:52:02.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayayay may nasabi tuloy ako na baka masyado akong nadala kaya ko nasabi. ahaha pero happy girl daw ako ngayon so ayan happy nga ako. :))))) friday night. november 24. oh yes. ahahaha i thought that day was one of the suckiest but i stand corrected. :)))) buti nalang. :X:X:X:X:X :)))) alam niyo na naman kung ano nangyari diba? :))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"meant to be..." ---&gt; hahahahaha reminds me of him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest challenge in life is&lt;br /&gt;to find someone who knows all of your&lt;br /&gt;flaws, differences, &amp; mistakes and yet&lt;br /&gt;still sees the best in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you just how good it feels,&lt;br /&gt;when you look at me that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEALOUSY iS THE BEST COMPLiMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best friends;;  &lt;br /&gt;you fight. I fight.&lt;br /&gt;you hurt. i hurt. &lt;br /&gt;you cry. i cry. &lt;br /&gt;you jump off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;i get a paddle boat and save your retarded ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want him to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;I want him to laugh at me,&lt;br /&gt;Trip me, then help me back up,&lt;br /&gt;Pick me up &amp;&amp; throw me into the pool,&lt;br /&gt;Make me watch football for hours,&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the arcade &amp; beat me at air hockey,&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I just want him to love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever wish you could die, but be alive at your funeral.&lt;br /&gt;Just to see who would be there, just to see who would cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are the people who understand you the most; who you take the risk of showing how you feel yet hoping that they'll realize whats really happening in your life. Friends are the people who you trust the most; who you tell everything to and trust that they'll do the same. Friends are the people you love; who you try your best to make them happy even if theres nothing in return. Friends are the people who know you inside out; who you take the risk of being yourself hoping they'll still be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People said I've changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;Well here's the honest truth, I grew up.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped letting people push me around.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that you can't always be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I accepted reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wanna break down, quit putting on this act,&lt;br /&gt;playing this role of someone who's always strong.&lt;br /&gt;and before long, it's too late. i've become cold and distant,&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts are inconsistent. so i suck it up and move foward.&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginnning to think i help others with their problems&lt;br /&gt;to avoid my own. screaming inside in the&lt;br /&gt;purest tone, i quit this time. i'll walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone tries to impress that&lt;br /&gt;special someone, but if you can't&lt;br /&gt;get them by being yourself, then&lt;br /&gt;they can't be that special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i dont see you in the halls&lt;br /&gt;for those few minutes in between classes&lt;br /&gt;it bums me out going to my next class&lt;br /&gt;because those few minutes between class&lt;br /&gt;are one of the little things that makes me smile like crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be more concerned about your character than your reputation because your character is who you are, and your reputation is what others think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/friendswithpotential.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;wahahaha ahem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/icons-reason.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;onga, sana lang we get how these things operate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/likehim.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;getting to know each other pa lang naman diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/didnotsayoutloud.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;let's rephrase that: ayayay... i did not just said to him i like him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/crushonfriend.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;:) smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/wtf.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/o_0.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/naptime.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/madeyoulook.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/hahawaitwhat.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/wedgie.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-116453832147386350?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/116453832147386350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=116453832147386350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116453832147386350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116453832147386350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/11/ayayay-may-nasabi-tuloy-ako-na-baka.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-116383635913603478</id><published>2006-11-17T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:08:06.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all about icons</title><content type='html'>"coz i'm the one who loves you lately. you and me, we've got this great thing..."&lt;br /&gt;-daniel powter (i forgot the song title ahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how long must you wait for him?"&lt;br /&gt;-coldplay "in my place"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fair. next week fair na. the only thing i'm looking forward to the fair is the giant slide. :)))))) i am such a kid. tas wala pala this year eh noh. owell. di na kami kasali sa zobel race kasi kulang na yung slots. pochi! :)))) sorry to say pero di ko masyado nagustuhan yung fair shirt this year. yung last year nalang. :))) tas what's with the fair shirts? lagi parang di tama yung fitting. kahit yung ibang tao sinasabi yun. parang pang guys lang ata ginagamit nilang basehan eh. owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;projects. ugh our teachers dumped too many projects on us. mostly physics!!!!!!!!! tas the others had no mercy and still gave us assignments even with our plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/blackcat.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/curious.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/friends.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/funnystory.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/giggles.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/holycrap.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/poop.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/rainbow.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/reallife.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/rejoice.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/stars.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/matches.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/starwberry.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para sa lagi kong iniinis ng strawberry ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/house.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house! thanks lari sa dvd! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/threesacrowd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooof whattapicture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/movies.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/field.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-116383635913603478?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/116383635913603478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=116383635913603478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116383635913603478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116383635913603478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-about-icons.html' title='all about icons'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-116357909182859958</id><published>2006-11-15T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:24:52.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayan nakikita ko na at last. :)) for the longest time di ko maupload toh eh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r.n.b. :))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part isn't finding&lt;br /&gt;who we need to be&lt;br /&gt;It's being content with who we are.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-116347325643490326</id><published>2006-11-13T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T19:00:56.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nawawala blog ko. ahahahhaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-116347325643490326?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/116347325643490326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=116347325643490326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116347325643490326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116347325643490326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/11/nawawala-blog-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-116252850006097481</id><published>2006-11-02T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:35:00.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs</title><content type='html'>melancholy. because of all the songs i'm listening to right now. ahaha some i got from one tree hill. there's a lot of songs i got from there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one tree hill. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~ i love it! ahahaha kapag nanonood ako ng tv series ng tuluy-tuloy, i get caught-up with the things in it. ahahaha you won't believe how many times i cried. wahahaha tas now i hate dan scott so much for ruining all of their lives. tas nung si chris keller dumating pa sa buhay nila hailey and scott ay nako. tas nakigulo rin kina brooke and lucas. i hated him as well but he turned out ok in the end ahahahaha thanks lianne for lending me season 2 and 3. nasa disc 6 na ako ng season 3. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs. as i've said, marami akong nakukuhang songs from one tree hill and even though i don't know the titles or who sang them, i took the lyrics down then ngayon hinahanap ko sa google. ahaha tas nung nahanap ko yung "mix-tape" by: butch walker coz i couldn't find it for the longest time, i was so happy!!!!!! ahahaha mababaw. ahahaha may di pa ako mahanap na isang song. grrr. ahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/bridge-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/chocolate.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/jump.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/kissshadows.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/swings-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.xanga.com/id_rather_be_in_luv_with_u_18 &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-116252850006097481?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/116252850006097481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=116252850006097481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116252850006097481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116252850006097481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/11/songs.html' title='songs'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-116225958832506775</id><published>2006-10-30T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T17:53:08.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes and all</title><content type='html'>quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's that boy you hated in preschool. the one who annoyed you in middle school.&lt;br /&gt;thats the boy you fell for in highschool. the one that holds your hand in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;the one who calls you his girl. who would do anything just to get close to you.&lt;br /&gt;the boy who makes you smile thinking about the times you fought when you were younger.&lt;br /&gt;realizing that this is the boy you've always loved. you {thought}it was from hate to love&lt;br /&gt;but why else would he have hit you when you were both seven? he got to hug you afterwards &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy... who would shove ice cream in my face. &lt;br /&gt;who would wrestle with me. who shows me off &lt;br /&gt;to his friends and family. who treats me with respect. &lt;br /&gt;who would call me at four in the morning, &lt;br /&gt;just to tell me he can't stop thinking about me. &lt;br /&gt;who sings to me, even if he can't. &lt;br /&gt;who could break my heart &lt;br /&gt;but would never dream of it.&lt;br /&gt;that’s the kinda boy he should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've always found a way &lt;br /&gt;to cheer me up,&lt;br /&gt;even when I'm as down &lt;br /&gt;as can be.&lt;br /&gt;You replace my tears &lt;br /&gt;with laughs and smiles&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea what that means to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano na nga bang nangyayari sakin ngayon? hmmmm. wala ahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play. uhmmm parang wala naman akong kwenta dito eh so no comment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prom. kasi diba masquerade yung theme? sabi ng family ko bumili na raw ako ngayong halloween. bwahahahaha pero may mga masks nga naman na yung pangganun talaga. nakita ko sa town. haahaha pero pano kaya kung pumunta ka dun, naka scary freaky nakakatawang mask. ayos. ahahaha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movies. ang recently kong napanood are grudge 2 and open season. ahahaha nakakatuwa yung grudge 2, andaming scenes na talagang pampagulat. ang ingay tuloy ng cinema. wahahaha tas yung open season, nakakatuwa rin. i love the porcupine ("buddy?") ahahaha ancute nila sobra. tas ankulit ng mga rabbits, lagi nalang tinatapon. ahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy halloween! bukas sa cemetery na! miss ko na dun! wala kami last year eh. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".... things i fear the most keep me here to stay ...." -"runaway" by: mae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-116225958832506775?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/116225958832506775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=116225958832506775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116225958832506775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116225958832506775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/10/quotes-and-all.html' title='quotes and all'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-116177672143943052</id><published>2006-10-25T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T04:45:21.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm town?</title><content type='html'>ayan wag na si cookies kasi di na siya masyadong nangungulit. mga hi hello na lang siya eh. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si mr.town naman. yung mga lagi nalang nasa town ka ba? kasi andun pala siya. hmmmm. wahahahahaha timang talaga ako. sorry pagbigyan na. basta si mr.town ngayon ang natutuwa ako. ahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-116177672143943052?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/116177672143943052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=116177672143943052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116177672143943052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116177672143943052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmmm-town.html' title='hmmm town?'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-116105587910456793</id><published>2006-10-16T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:31:19.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up today thinking about those cookies. cookies. cookies. cookies. where are my cookies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come recess time i found out those cookies weren't going to come. too bad. i had a really good morning before that. coming up the stairs to the top floor, who do i see? hmmm grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr recess, hate it. well, maybe just the information i got recess time. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cookies :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-116105587910456793?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/116105587910456793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=116105587910456793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116105587910456793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/116105587910456793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-woke-up-today-thinking-about-those.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-115841033498409682</id><published>2006-09-16T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T05:38:54.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>theater freak</title><content type='html'>ahaha something happened yesterday! my carpe diem moment! ahaha seize the day from english class! see? you can apply lessons from school to your life. wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i really did want to audition for the play "once on this island" since the first time sir malveda announced it only to know nung thursday na pala yung auditions. kaya parang sabi ko nalang next time nalang siguro. tas friday, samgee told me meron pa. she was auditioning also. edi syempre nahype ako. ahaha parang ok so let's do it. ahaha then dismissal time na. we went to av2 to check it out. too many people! we left then came back a little while later. samgee already signed me up so we were waiting. i was so nervous, kept laughing. my friends were there! love you!!!!! moral support. tas it was samgee's turn na. i was gonna go after her. she finished, oh no!!!!!!! ahahaha i'm scaredddddd ahaha before i went in, mikhail and bueno were scaring me. sabi nila, "oh no mel! oh no mel! lagot ikaw na!" ahaha tas i went in all giddy and nervous. i was laughing when i asked the judges if i could look through the lyrics once in a while. they said, "yes. you're so happy ha." ahaha tas i was bieng myself with the ewan antics i do when i'm nervous pero natatawa naman sila sakin so ok. at leats di stoned faced judges sort. by the way, the judges were 2 adult females and then 2 senior guys(i think they're looking for a singer for their band. cool ahaha) kinanta ko nga pala:  "i won't say i'm in love" from hercules. tas nung natapos na ako i immediately went out and then enveloped by my friends' hugs. they were all so happy for me and by then i was so hyper already. tas a few minutes passed by tas i heard someone calling my name. dun pala sa isang senior tas he told me, "can you learn ba raw 'waiting for life'?" i was so confused i told him, "nagyon na?" ahahaha nyek parang ang tanga ko naman, syempre hindi pa. ahaha sorry, masyado akong happy nung time na yun di na gumagana ng maayos ang brain ko. ahahaha basta i'm happy for that. weeeeeeeeeeeeee~ nag-audition lang, super happy na. sorry pero if you know me, di ako naggaganyan eh. ahaha i'm too much of a coward. ahahaha pero bagong buhay na ba ngayon? ahahhaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-115841033498409682?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-115660607919915013</id><published>2006-08-26T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T08:44:55.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hell week</title><content type='html'>hay salamat, hell week is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philo lt = as usual di ako sure sa mga answers ko&lt;br /&gt;t.h.e. lt = bakit nga ba may written tests pa sa t.h.e.? diba dapat puro practical tests? didn't half of the stuff on the test. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;goem quiz = ayos lang except for the proving part&lt;br /&gt;physics lt = sino gumawa ng test na yon? coz the whole front page of the test did not register in my head&lt;br /&gt;fil presentation = finally over! mga nangyari sa baba nalang&lt;br /&gt;campus tour = was like a break from all the school work. stories sa baba&lt;br /&gt;comp &amp; t.h.e. proj = hay salamat tapos na&lt;br /&gt;philo proj = same here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campus tour: (aug. 23, wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop-ATENEO. the dean of the management dept. was the one who gave us a speech. ateneo raw was all about teaching us what to "be" not what to "do" ahaha love the big campus feel. pero yung mga students, lahat halos nakatingin samin. ang weird. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd stop-UP. oh but before that kumain kami ng mcdo what else sa katipunan. then ayan nga we took a tour of UP sa bus then there were students who were our pointed buildings and said stuff about them. dami raw ghosts, oh no, di ko pala kaya dun. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd stop-UA&amp;P. nicest school! ahaha although i don't like the small factor. ahaha pero our guides were really awesome. barkada sila and they treated us like one too. 4 guides:11 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fil presentation: (aug. 25, friday)&lt;br /&gt;hassle nito sobra coz kasabay pa ng maraming projects. pero kahapon 4th kami sa magprepresent. tas nung natapos kami, lahat kami sinasabi "sabog! sabog natin!" tas nung announcement na ng winners, we were expecting g, h, or b to win. tas 3rd: Jr-G 2nd: Jr-B parang kami kung sila 2nd sino kaya 1st? kasi kala namin B talaga mananalo then 1st:....... Jr-F! nung hinintay namin nakatunganga lang kami not expecting a thing then nung kami pala parang WOAH pano nangyari yun?! ahahahah pero it was all good. nice job guys. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics kahapon: (i got this from klar's multiply ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/aug25-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="160" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/aug25-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="160" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/aug25-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="160" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/aug25-7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="160" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/aug25-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="190" height="160"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/aug25.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="190" height="160"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/aug25-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="190" height="160"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-115660607919915013?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/115660607919915013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=115660607919915013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/115660607919915013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/115660607919915013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/08/hell-week.html' title='hell week'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-115616348939821816</id><published>2006-08-21T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T05:31:29.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>destructo girl</title><content type='html'>no school today! and what i did was watch a whole season of lost. &lt;3 LOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa wednesday na campus tour. weeee~ no p.e.! no music! no philo! no double physics! ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week was like shooting week. laging may night shooting pero i only went to 2 night shoots. then nung friday nagpipic kami sa kama. nung una nakaupo lang muna. tas may nagsabi talon tayo sa bed. kaya si sam, fei, at ako ayan tumatalon tas bigla nung last shot na ata bigla nadent nung bed. OMG nakakatawa na nakakabigla. lahat kami nagtatatalon papalayo sa bed. tas si sir sabilano pumasok: "hala! ano nangyari dito!? ano ginawa niyo?!" grabe sobra di kami makatigil ng tawa tas syempre nag-aalala rin kami kung ano mangyayari. tas tinanggal namin yung part ng bed na nadent tas binaliktad tas tinapakan ni fei. tas yun "naayos" na. ahahaha tas we had some scary moments din. wah, don't wanna think that na. ahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caution: destructo girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/z16229424.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/z12544739.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/08/destructo-girl.html' title='destructo girl'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-115479304096938020</id><published>2006-08-05T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T08:50:41.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weh</title><content type='html'>di ako makatulog eh kaya ayan magpost na nga lang. ahaha sabi rin ni rina magpost na raw ako eh. wehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched sixth sense again this afternoon. it got me thinking pano kaya kung namatay na ako? ahaha will i be in denial or just completely clueless as to what happened? wala lang. ok din sana siguro yung reincarnation tas pano kung naalala mo yung past life mo. ahaha tas you're completely different from what you used to be. sana kung ganon, gusto ko sa next life ko may pakinabang ako sa mundo. as in talagang may purpose na makatulong. ahaha ewan basta, sakin na lang gusto kong mangyari. ahaha ok siguro if you don't have to think about college and about a profession for money and just do what you want for yourself that will make you happy no matter what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/leaving.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/newyork.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/noone.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image 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type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/08/weh.html' title='weh'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114969785961641161</id><published>2006-06-07T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T09:30:59.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i made a chorus!</title><content type='html'>i made a chorus!!!! ahahaha i've been singing it over and over. ahaha pero parang nagsht down na yung brain ko. di ako makagawa ng verses. ahaha my cellphone stores so many stupid lines i've made. sobra lahat putul-putol. ahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/boombox.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/memory.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; love this song ~memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/peace.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :)&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/rainbow.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; rainbow!!! look at the person way up there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/skull.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice looking skull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/whale.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i miss the whale days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114969785961641161?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114969785961641161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=114969785961641161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114969785961641161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114969785961641161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-made-chorus.html' title='i made a chorus!'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114905215823372978</id><published>2006-05-30T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:25:48.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hay. ikaw kasi roi eh. tsk tsk ahaha thru quotes and icons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Quotes***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;most girls say they want a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Script;font-size:30;color:#999966;"&gt;fairy tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;But not me that's not really what I want&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:against myself;font-size:190%;color:#999966;"&gt;make fun of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:against myself;color:#660033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Script;font-size:30;color:#999966;"&gt;laugh at my jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;even if they aren't funny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;Someone who will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:against myself;font-size:190%;color:#999966;"&gt;wrestle with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and not let me win just because I'm a girl&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Script;color:#999966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;riding off into the sunset on a white horse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would be nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;but playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:against myself;color:#999966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:190%;"&gt;thumb-war&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with someone seems so&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Script;font-size:30;color:#999966;"&gt;much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt;ou want my opinion? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MammaGamma;font-size:180%;color:#999966;"&gt;we're all a little weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MammaGamma;color:#999966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;life is a little weird&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt;&amp;amp; when we find someone&lt;br /&gt;whose weirdness is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MammaGamma;color:#999966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;compatible with ours&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MammaGamma;color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt;&amp; we&lt;br /&gt;join up with them &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MammaGamma;font-size:180%;color:#999966;"&gt;fall into mutually satisfying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MammaGamma;color:#999966;"&gt;weirdness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;amp; call it love ;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MammaGamma;color:#999966;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MammaGamma;color:#999966;"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;rue love.&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: overline"&gt;&lt;span style="size: 23;font-family:AdineKirnberg-Script;font-size:30;color:#cc9900;"   &gt;I watch you sign on &amp;&amp;amp; wait,&lt;br /&gt;Wait for you to say hello.&lt;br /&gt;I roll over your screen name,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing how long you've been on,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; how long you have waited to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;When you finally say hi,&lt;br /&gt;I think for one moment...&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe he was waiting for me to talk to him, too..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: overline"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Jasmine;font-size:130%;color:#999966;"&gt;i'm a mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Jasmine;color:#999966;"&gt; &amp; my room usually is too&lt;br /&gt;i laugh at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline overline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Jasmine;color:#999966;"&gt;stupidest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Jasmine;color:#999966;"&gt; things and&lt;br /&gt;always say the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: overline"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Jasmine;color:#999966;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Jasmine;color:#999966;"&gt; things at the&lt;br /&gt;wrong time. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: overline"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Jasmine;color:#999966;"&gt;cry for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Jasmine;color:#999966;"&gt; some&lt;br /&gt;times &amp;amp; i get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: overline"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Jasmine;color:#999966;"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Jasmine;color:#999966;"&gt; easily... i don't&lt;br /&gt;have it all together but... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: overline"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Jasmine;color:#999966;"&gt;i like it that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Icons***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/Crazy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/dontknow.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/getagrip.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/lookingback.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/swings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/why.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/worm.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;everything is explained through all the quotes and icons here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114905215823372978?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114905215823372978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=114905215823372978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114905215823372978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114905215823372978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/05/hay-ikaw-kasi-roi-eh-tsk-tsk-ahaha.html' title='hay. ikaw kasi roi eh. tsk tsk ahaha thru quotes and icons'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114873827927840851</id><published>2006-05-27T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T07:00:30.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::quotes::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wish you would justshut up &amp;&amp;amp; sing yourheart out to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes I just want to get up in themiddle of everything and SCREAM, but screaming doesn't help if no one can hear you. &lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hope this song starts a craze. the kind of songthat ignites the airwaves. the kind of song thatmakes people glad to be where they are, withwhoever they're with. this is war, every line isabout who i don't want to write about anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;::icons::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/laugh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/paint.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/icons-watchedyousmile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/wished.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/roundshape.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/icons-rar.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/paintonhands.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;lately, i've been painting with music serenading in the background. ahahaha i love mixing colors and coming up with new ones that i totally adore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;it has been too hot this summer. ugh. thank goodness for aircons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114873827927840851?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114873827927840851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=114873827927840851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114873827927840851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114873827927840851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/05/painting.html' title='painting'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114818386550208163</id><published>2006-05-20T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T20:57:45.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes and icons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'orlando';font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;*+QUOTES+*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Orlando;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Orlando;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'orlando';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love the fact that you can make me &lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;smile**&lt;/span&gt; when you're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;{{not even trying}}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'orlando';font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;people want love because its the closest thing we have to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:'monotype corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;*MAGIC*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'orlando';font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why don't you slip into something more comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'quigleywiggly';"&gt;..........like a coma&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just miss the old you... the one where we would stay up late talking... i miss the&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; boy that i could tell everything to... the one that i could act like a complete dork in front&lt;/span&gt; of&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Occidental;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/05/quotes-and-icons.html' title='quotes and icons'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114810484676318363</id><published>2006-05-19T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T23:00:46.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sometimes new&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;comes between&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'monotype corsiva';color:#666666;"&gt;old friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';color:#999999;"&gt;sometimes the best love was the one that was &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Occidental;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I like him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: you do.......really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: are u serious? have you seen him &lt;span style="font-family:'monotype corsiva';color:#666666;"&gt;smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;f&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;riend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: you should tell him...&lt;span style="font-family:'monotype corsiva';color:#666666;"&gt;he likes you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: he does? How do u know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: cuz I know his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'monotype corsiva';color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;password....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HARDEST&lt;/span&gt; things to say –are the words that you &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;mean the most&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'occidental';color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'monotype corsiva';color:#993399;"&gt;hold on&lt;/span&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;if you let go,&lt;br /&gt;you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;what you missed;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tall Paul;font-size:180%;"&gt;~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tall Paul;font-size:180%;"&gt;wehehe... quotes. :X:X:X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tall Paul;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tall Paul;font-size:180%;"&gt;old faces, old memories... kaninang umaga may gumising ba naman sakin through text ng 7:28 am. ahaha e sanay na ako mga 9 na nagising. ahaha tas si jelo pala yun. kaibigan ko sa old school ko. ahaha aba buhay pa pala tong taong toh. wehehe nako, lagi ako iniinis. ahahaha niloloko ako sa lahat ng bagay. ahaha iniinis ko rin tuloy siya. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tall Paul;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tall Paul;font-size:180%;"&gt;goodbye... for now... uhm... ayun, nagpaalam na ulit yung isang tao dyan sa may kung saan-saan. aalis na uli raw pamuntang doon. ahaha nako mamimiss ko nanaman tong lokong toh. ahaha lakas ng tama ko dun. ahaha alam lahat yan ni karen at roi. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tall Paul;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tall Paul;font-size:180%;"&gt;laguna beach... wah! i love laguna beach. ahaha talan (singer kasi eh!) :X:X:X i downloaded loads of laguna beach songs. ahaha eto mga gusto ko sobra: &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"fly"&lt;/span&gt; by: paulina gretzky, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"better with you"&lt;/span&gt; by: five times august, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"break you open"&lt;/span&gt; by: aruna, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"save it for later"&lt;/span&gt; by: five times august, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"memory"&lt;/span&gt; by: sugarcult, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"almost"&lt;/span&gt; by: bowling for soup, etc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114810484676318363?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114810484676318363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=114810484676318363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114810484676318363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114810484676318363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/05/sometimes-new-love-comes-between-old.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114710251930466438</id><published>2006-05-08T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T08:35:20.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>profound moment ba?!</title><content type='html'>nagmadali ako sobra pakapag-internet ayan, pinapagalitan na naman ako kaliit-liit na bagay. hay bahala na. next time na yang problema na yan. eto, kasi nagsusulat dapat ako ng letter para kay rina e biglang parang naging diary entry ba? ahaha mas ok pala yung kunyari may kinakausap ka na pinagbubuhusan. kaya eto sinulat ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe, di ko tuloy alam kung pano uumpisahan toh. ui, naumpisahan ko na. wahaha alam mo, ang emotional ko this past few days. siguro kasi i have problems with my relatonship with my family lalo na rin siguro with my mother, pero i guessed most of the blame should go on me, pero wala pa ako dun, di ko pa nareresolve toh. dun muna sa naresolve ko na: nako lalo pala kung sinum up mo buong school year. feeling ko kasi lahat ng tao lumalayo na. ikaw, umalis ka para tuloy officially nawalan na ako ng bestfriend. tas barkada ko sa honor sec, syempre di ko na classmates kaya the interactions are less na kaya i thought everybody was drifting away from me. i started to drift away from myself too. lam mo, i always tell everybody na di naman ako mamamatay kung mag-isa ako pero i'm totally afraid to be alone, for my friends to leave me. ewan ko kung bakit ganto pero wala ganto na eh. grabe, i might not have survived from sadness if it weren't for you, my friends. sa pagbasa ko ng mga reco letters, grabe, i've made a profound realization.i just forgot to smile and be the old me.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;end of letter&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was always the line "don't ever let your smile fade away" or the likes sa mga reco letters na yun. believe me, even though the words may seem too used or shallow to you to be a turning point, it isn't to me. wah, thank you nalang sobra sa mga friends ko. na kahit moody ako the past year, they still stuck with me. i love you guys. take care and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry kung sa nagbasa nito, nababawan kayo. bahala na kayo. basta naclear ko sa sarili ko kung bakit ako nagkaganon at yun mahalaga sakin. it took a lot of courage for me to even write what i really felt and feel somewhere where people will see so whatever your reaction, i'm still happy. ahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114710251930466438?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114710251930466438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=114710251930466438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114710251930466438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114710251930466438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/05/profound-moment-ba.html' title='profound moment ba?!'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114672969931998661</id><published>2006-05-04T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T01:50:02.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another song and drawings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How to Save a Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~the fray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Step one you say we need to talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He walks you say sit down it's just a talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He smiles politely back at you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You stare politely right on through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Some sort of window to your right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As he goes left and you stay right&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And you begin to wonder why you came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Where did I go wrong&lt;/span&gt;, I lost a friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I would have stayed up with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;all night&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Had I known how to save a life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let him know that you know best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cause after all you do know best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Try to slip past his defense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Without granting innocence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lay down a list of what is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The things you've told him all along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And pray to God he &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And pray to God he hears you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Had I known how to save a life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;As he begins to raise his voice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You lower yours and grant him one last choice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Drive until you lose the road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Or break with the ones you've followed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He will do one of two things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He will admit to everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Or he'll say he's just not the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And you'll begin to wonder why you came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;drawings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;faces na weird &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/attacked.jpg"&gt;ahahaa attacked!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/meteorride.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;meteor ride!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/baldhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;bald head... wuh?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/telephone.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;telephone &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;icons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-doodle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt; as you can see above, i doodle ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-lifeispain.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;nu ba yan. tsk tsk ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-iloveyoukissing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;:X:X:X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-ifyouonlyknew.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;hmmmmm... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may iaadd pa ako! ahahahaha wala lang natutuwa ako ngayun!!!!! ahahaha di ko mapigilan yung smile at tawa. ahahaha naaalala pa pala ako nun. whahahaha natatawa lang dito. ahahahaha smile ng smile na parang sira. ahaha sige kei na, nalabas ko na. :D :D :D :D :D ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114672969931998661?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114672969931998661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=114672969931998661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114672969931998661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114672969931998661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-song-and-drawings.html' title='another song and drawings'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114664939851113920</id><published>2006-05-03T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T02:43:18.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the fray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;All at Once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~the fray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;There are certain people you just keep coming back to&lt;br /&gt;She is right in front of you&lt;br /&gt;You begin to wonder could you find a better one&lt;br /&gt;Compared to her now she's in question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all at once the crowd begins to sing&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you &lt;u&gt;want&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you &lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe you started to compare to someone not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the right one you line up the world to find&lt;br /&gt;Where no questions cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;But she won't keep on waiting for you without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;Much longer for you to sort it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all at once &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the crowd begins to sing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(wah gusto ko nyan. ahaha musical ang buhay?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you want her maybe you need her Maybe you started to compare to someone not there&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you want it maybe you need it, Maybe it's all you're running from, Perfection will not come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all at once the crowd begins to sing&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'd never know what's wrong without the pain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(ahem! uhm rina ahem!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe you want her maybe you need her&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've started to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;compare to someone &lt;u&gt;not there&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe you want it maybe you need it&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's all you're running from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Perfection will not come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe you want her maybe you need her&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you had her maybe you lost her to another&lt;br /&gt;To another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;lately maximum sleep ko per night, 5 hours ata. ahaha wala pa ule dreams. hindi, meron ata pero kapag naalala ko meron tas a second later makakalimutan ko about what nga lang yung dream. ahaha dang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;sorry parang ewan. wala ako matype eh. oooh! the song! i love the fray songs. ahaha isa pa yung OVER MY HEAD. kahit paulit-ulit na yun lang pakinggan ko, kei na. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;rina: i dedicate to you the last post coz i killed arts.... este antoine.... este ants pala! ahahaha&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/8926224-114664939851113920?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114664939851113920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=114664939851113920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114664939851113920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114664939851113920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/05/fray.html' title='the fray'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114619319150001850</id><published>2006-04-27T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T19:59:51.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wahahah</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BRACES *+++*&lt;/span&gt; are made from bloody hell. wahahha de joke lang. kei lang naman na ngayun. medyo? ahaha at least i'm getting used to it. but it's definitely ugly on me. ang weird parin ng feeling ahahaha hindi ko natanong kung ilang years toh sabi ko na na itatanong ko nakalimutan ko ulit. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DREAM ~_~&lt;/span&gt; ang weird ng dream ko kagabi. wahaha sabi na nga ba magkakapanaginip ako about ants eh. kasi andami ko pinatay ng day before. wahahaha sorry nalang. e kasi naman andami sa towel ko. yun tuloy binabad ko sa sink tas pinatay ko nalang yung ayaw mamatay. wehehe sorry again. may they all rest in peace. now, about the dream... ang weird sobra. kasi daw may bahay kaming tinirhan together with ate jenica, derek ramsay (sp? wahaha crush ko yan tas kakapanood ko lang sa kanya kasi sa panday wahaha), and this very spooky, mysterious weird girlna laging nakababa yung hair niya sa face wahaha. yung house laging ang dark tas if ever may ilaw yung mga yellow/orange lights lang yung spooky pa rin. tas gabi na tas galing ata kaming lahat sa kitchen tas umakyat na kami tas pagtingin ko kami lang ni derek ramsay yung nakaakyat.tinanong ko sa kanya asan na si ate jenica? sabi niya baka sinamahan lang yung weird girl. tas umakyat na yung weird pero la pa rin si ate jenica. so nag-alala na ako kasi di naman samin yung bahay dun sa weird girl. tas pagbaba ko kasama si derek ramsay, nadatnan ko si champ from hale na nagvivideo games. ahaha nba ata. tas sabi niya sakin ano na ba talaga nangyayari? tell me na oh? what's happening? tas inalok niya ako maglaro. (what's the connection?) tas mas nagexplain bigla na may mga shadows daw na yun yung mga multo ata (siguro i got this from ano, kingdom hearts 2 kasi nilalaro ni kuya tas may kalaban na shadows and stuff si sora nung ala lion king na siya) tas lahat ng naaatake nung mga shadows nafreefreeze parang yung sa hp2 ata. nakalimutan ko ano tawag dun. tas basta nakakatakot daw di ko maexplain. aahahaha tas nung lumabas ako, naging setting house ko tas sa road daw nagtransform into ants yung mga shadow figures. 4 sila. tas mapapatay ko sila with water. wahaha tas napatay ko lahat sila. tas ginising na ako. iniisip ko ata nun bastusin namang tong si derek ramsay di ako tinulungan patayin yung mga ants. wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114619319150001850?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114526443331878867</id><published>2006-04-17T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T02:00:34.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHINA!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>"but in reality he doesn't even notice me...." ahaha wala na yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahaha i had soooooooooo much fun sa china. i loved it. the best vacation out of the country i had so far. wahaha i thought nung una i wouldn't enjoy it much coz i don't know, a premonition maybe. fortunately, i was wrong! ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i started to write what we did from the beginning til the end, pero ang haba pala. tinamad na ako. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dami pala cute sa china. wahaha even sa tour group namin! ahaha (sorry nalang sa mga kababawan ko) ahaha 43 kami lahat sa tour group. so lagi puno yung bus. saya sobra. tas favorite tour guide ko si leslie! he was awesome! masayahin kasi eh. kahit yung ibang tao, siya pinakagustong tour guide among our three tour guides. i talked to him ah! ahaha tas may pic pa kaming dalawa. ahaha sorry again for my being shallow. peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta all in all i had a great time. i can't explain it. coz i know when i spill any of what i feel and felt it will come out as just a whole of nothingness and nonsense. ahaha so i'll just keep it as a sort of memory preservation. ahaha sige ta tien! i don't know about the right spelling pero yan yung tinuro at narinig ko kay leslie as see you next time. ahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114526443331878867?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114526443331878867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=114526443331878867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114526443331878867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114526443331878867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/04/china.html' title='CHINA!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114413918597452990</id><published>2006-04-04T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T01:26:27.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sana Kahit Minsan ~ (version ng Kamikazee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Bakit ikaw ang nais na matanaw nitong mga mata&lt;br /&gt;Tunay kayang nabighani ako sa taglay mong ganda&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong marinig malamyos mong tinig&lt;br /&gt;Na sa akiy aliw at tila ba itoy hulog pa ng langit&lt;br /&gt;Pag nakita ka nay ayaw nang kumurap o pumikit man lang&lt;br /&gt;Dahil baka mawala kang bigla nang hindi ko alam&lt;br /&gt;Minsay hinahagkan, yakap-yakap kita&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit sa paggising ko ay tila ba tunay at nanghihinayang na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sana kahit minsan ay mapansin ako&lt;br /&gt;Malaman kong ikay mahal at yan ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;Huwag mong iisiping nagbibiro ako&lt;br /&gt;Tunay ang pag-ibig na alay sa yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Pag nakita ka nay ayaw nang kumurap o pumikit man lang&lt;br /&gt;Dahil baka mawala kang bigla nang hindi ko alam&lt;br /&gt;Minsay hinahagkan, yakap-yakap kita&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit sa paggising ko ay tila ba tunay at nanghihinayang na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sana kahit minsan ay mapansin ako&lt;br /&gt;Malaman kong ikay mahal at yan ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;Huwag mong iisiping nagbibiro ako&lt;br /&gt;Tunay ang pag-ibig na alay sa yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hanap ng puso ay laging ikaw&lt;br /&gt;Tanging nais ko ang yong pagmamahal&lt;br /&gt;Sana sabihing mahal mo rin ako&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ang nais ng damdamin ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sana ay mapansin ako, malaman mong kitay mahal at yan ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;Huwag mong iisiping nagbibiro ako&lt;br /&gt;Tunay ang pag-ibig na alay&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ang nais sa habang buhay&lt;br /&gt;Ang pag-ibig na alay ko sa yo tunay&lt;br /&gt;Sayo'y tunay&lt;br /&gt;Sayo'y tunay&lt;br /&gt;Sana kahit minsan... minsan&lt;br /&gt;Sana kahit minsan...&lt;br /&gt;Sana kahit minsan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;..........................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yan fave song ko for the summer. ahaha kamusta na nga ba summer ko? wala namang nangyayari eh. ahaha i got a new haircut. tas the only thing i'm looking forward to now is our trip to China!!!!!!!! ahaha this coming Sunday na. then balik next Sunday. weeeee~ at last may gagawin din na bago! ahahaha i'm gonna go shopping there! ahaha puro fake ba dun? wahahaha basta yung mga walang brands para ok pa rin. ahaha hala telepono naman naririnig ko ngayun. yung sa parokya ni edgar. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i watched just friends with my brother nung sunday. wahahaha kakatawa. pero di ko pa rin napapanood she's the man!!!!! grrrr. ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nung saturday day naman, we were at palms because it was my tita's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm eating a lot of siopaos ngayun summer. ahaha magiging mukhang siopao na ako. ahahaha kasi kapag andito sa "work" ahahahah katabi lang 7-11. aahahhaa pero to get out of "work", di ako agad gumigising dati (past breaks or whatever) pero it never works. ahaha pero ngayun wahahah talagang di ako nakakagising. kaya most days asa bahay lang ako watching my beloved TV!!!!!!  ahaha i think i'm gonna enter pottery lessons?! ahaha we saw it sa casa susanna (sp?). ahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114413918597452990?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114413918597452990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>wala na.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;namulat ako at ngayo'y nag-iisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;pagkatapos ng hulaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bagamat nakalipas na ang mga sandali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ay nagmumuni kung ako'y nagwagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;pinipilit mang sabihin na ito'y wala sa akin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ngunit bakit hanggang ngayon, nagdurugo pa rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sa kanya pa rin babalik sigaw ng damdamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sa kanya pa rin sasaya bulong ng puso ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;kung buhay pa ang alaala ng ating nakaraan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ang pagmamahal at panahon alay pa rin sa kanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.......................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;thanks to karla and kristen for teaching me the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;thanks for bueno for trying to play it in the guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;thanks for gito for comforting me at the time of need (nyahaha) and for practicing with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;thanks for karla, matrixie, and christine for the comfort. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;noli fest kanina! we are the best disciplined class! nyahaha sayang yung konting points! 4th kami. darn. sayang yun. owell. i still love SC!!!!!!!!!!!! i'll miss you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114250780210114681?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114250780210114681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=114250780210114681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114250780210114681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114250780210114681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/03/wala-na.html' title='wala na.'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114061357903444183</id><published>2006-02-22T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T05:06:19.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i'll always love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;deep inside this heart of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i do love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i'll always need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and if you ever change your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'll still, i will love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;lots of really nice songs were performed earlier sa concert. congrats to them. pero this song struck my mind in the middle of the day and it just warmed my heart. nyahaha cheeeeeeeeeesy. ahaha while waiting for the concert to start, i was talking to someone. we were talking about his past someone tas he said she was leaving na and they spent a day together for i don't know, maybe for goodbyes or for old times' sake (tama ba yung expression na yan?) tas sabi ko ok lang yan tooot and i was patting his back then he said something. i guessed it slipped or he was just joking but ahaha buti nalang may sinasabi ako nun kaya parang di na nanotice yung sinabi niya na narinig ko pa rin. nakakatuwa siya. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;icons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/withyou.png" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;ahaha ganyan siguro when i'm with him. lol joke lang. di ko pa siya ganun kakilala&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/path.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;this is romantic &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-laugh.png" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;sa lakas at grabe ko ba naman tumawa lagi ahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-soulmeetsbody.gif" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&gt;hmmmm... nice songs. i remember the songs matrix made me hear sa mp3 niya. very relaxing. bagay sa beach or sa bleachers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114061357903444183?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114061357903444183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=114061357903444183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114061357903444183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114061357903444183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/02/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-114035570509101413</id><published>2006-02-19T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T05:28:26.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cough cough</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i can break all your ribs but i can never break your heart coz you will never love me. - unfabulous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;house of wax. ahahahaha watched it twice kahapon. really really nice. isa na sa faves ko yun. ahahaha and i watched it ALONE! ahahaha pero may araw pa nun kaya ko nakaya. lol ahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;meron pa rin ako ubo't sipon. i'm kinda getting used to it. what? are you high? i'm sick of it. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i am currently hating someone for talking to me right now. ahaha joke pero nakakainis kasi eh. alam ko naman na dun din hahantong may iba ka pang tinatanong. naiinis ako kasi basta. grrrr. tas bat kaya hindi siya na yung magtanong. nagpatanong pa. yan tuloy galit na ako sa nagtatanong. bwisit. ahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-114035570509101413?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/114035570509101413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=114035570509101413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114035570509101413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/114035570509101413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/02/cough-cough.html' title='cough cough'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113931705703506059</id><published>2006-02-07T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T04:57:37.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>song</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I Won't Say I'm in Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Meg:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If there's a prize for rotten judgement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess I've already won that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No man is worth the aggravation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That's ancient history, been there, done that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Muses:] Who'd'ya think you're kiddin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He's the Earth and heaven to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Try to keep it hidden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Honey, we can see right through you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Girl, ya can't conceal it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We know how ya feel and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Who you're thinking of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Meg:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No chance, no way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't say it, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Muses:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You swoon, you sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;why deny it, uh-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Meg:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's too cliche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't say I'm in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I thought my heart had learned its lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It feels so good when you start out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My head is screaming get a grip, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Unless you're dying to cry your heart out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Muses:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You keep on denying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Who you are and how you're feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Baby, we're not buying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hon, we saw ya hit the ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Face it like a grown-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When ya gonna own up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That ya got, got, got it bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Meg:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No chance, no way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't say it, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Muses:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Give up, give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Check the grin you're in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Meg:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This scene won't play,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't say I'm in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Muses:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You're doin flips read our lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You're in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Meg:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You're way off base&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Get off my case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Muses:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Girl, don't be proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's O.K. you're in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Meg:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;At least out loud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't say I'm in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113931705703506059?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113931705703506059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113931705703506059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113931705703506059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113931705703506059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/02/song.html' title='song'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113919120736992728</id><published>2006-02-06T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T18:03:32.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we were strangers starting out on a journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;mga kwento. ahaha dami nangyari nung sa na laughtrip. morning palang kakatawa na. nagkwekwento yung lola namin. tawag namin sa kanya beya ever since forever. ahaha basta kwento ng kwento si beya. kakatawa. about nung nagliligawan pa sila... mga mom and dad ko pati tito't tita. ahaha pati yung prom ni ate jenica. ahaha si 5 foot 8 inches guy. ahaha "basta, paunahin mo muna si jenica kapag kakain na kayo ha." nako. naiimagine ko na. ahaha peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;festi. nyahaha after manood ng cheaper by the dozen 2, humiwalay na kami ni ate jenica kay kuya miguel. ahaha nako, nag x-site nalang tuloy kami kasi ahaha ang kiddie namin, bumili kami ng ticket para sa coaster. ahaha nako. nevermind. nakakahiya ikwento nangyari habang nag-aantay kami eh. ahaha basta man, it was embarassing for the both of us. i'm sorry man. ahahaha "nakalimutan mo pangalan mo?" ahahaha tapos yung stalkers! ahahaha kakatawa. ahaha nafeel ko din eh. ahaha ay yung go cart thing. ahaha parang bumper car na din eh! ahahaha tas dapat makikita namin si sam milby. too bad we had to go na. ahaha we only saw jollibee and some dancers. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;wrestling. ahaha ang lupit nung sa japanese wrestling. parang yung classic na wwf. ahaha sobra aliw mga pinaggagawa nung mga wrestlers. ahaha sobra kakatawa. kita mo na scripted na hindi na basta maeentertain ka. sobra dami nila tricks. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;on the way home. kuya's still practicing his english skills. ahaha kasi may ipapakilala raw na girl. wahahaha i can only laugh. ahaha tagalang english ng english mula pa nung sa bahay nila ate jenica. kakatawa. sobra! ahaha basta mga kabarokan at kaenglishan. ahahaha ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113919120736992728?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113919120736992728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113919120736992728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113919120736992728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113919120736992728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/02/nyahaha.html' title='nyahaha'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113911449261955714</id><published>2006-02-04T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T20:41:32.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;awit na nananawagan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;baka sakaling mapakikinggan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pag-ibig na palaisipan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sa kanta na lang idadaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nag-aabang sa langit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sa mga ulap sumisingit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sa likod ng mga tala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kahit sulyap lang darna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;wah! elow! ahaha wala lang. tagal ko na di nakakapag ol. di na tuloy ako nakakapag-usap sa ibang tao dyan. ahaha ano bang nangyari sa buhay? hmmmmm... wala naman eh. ahaha intrams! ang late ng story eh noh. dance. ahaha basta tawa na lang at ok na ang lahat. kahit ba 8 kami. diba 8 &gt; 1. ahaha joke. still, saya ng class namin kaya di kami serious kaya wala kami wrinkles. lol ano raw? ahaha ewan. again, joke lang. ahaha ansaya pala humiga sa bleachers. sobrang peaceful. we did it nung intrams pati nung lunch nung friday! ahaha ang ganda ng sky. phramis. ahahaha parang nasa heaven na ako habang nakatingin lang ako sa sky. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113911449261955714?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113911449261955714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113911449261955714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113911449261955714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113911449261955714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/02/hehehe.html' title='hehehe'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113836180974778273</id><published>2006-01-27T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T03:37:42.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sandali na lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;maari bang pagbigyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;aalis na nga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;maaari bang hawakan ang iyong mga kamay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sana ay maabot ng langit ang iyong mga ngiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sana ay masilip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3~torete~&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;dance. ahaha nyok nyok. my back hurts. my right leg hurts. ahaha i'm singing ngayun. ahaha nirerecord ko sa phone tas papatugtugin ko. ahaha nakakatawa! nyek. ang boring dito. gusto ko manood ng scary movie. ahaha as in yung nakakatakot pero matatawa ako or better yet yung mga nakakadiri pero di naman talaga nakakatakot! texas chainsaw massacre (sp?)!!!!!!!!!! gusto ko mapanood. sabi ni kuya dapat daw panoorin ko yun kapag busog ako. nyahaha sige ba! lol kahapon kina ernest may mga pinapanood kaming mga nakakadiri na scenes sa mga movies. ahaha there's so many blood and guns! nice one! aliw yung scarface!!!! ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;may kanta ka pa sa kanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yun pala ay kanta mo din yun sa iba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nalaman mong di lang pala ikaw ang pina-ibig nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/3&lt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113836180974778273?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113836180974778273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113836180974778273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113836180974778273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113836180974778273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/01/songs.html' title='songs'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113775108778329377</id><published>2006-01-20T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T01:58:07.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm still amazed by your smile... -jamie foxx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i got my report card. it was ok except for a.p. but that's ok. i wasn't really thinking about it anyway. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;thursday. we didn't really do anything that day. we mostly decorated the classroom. i love glue on my hands! ahaha weee~ and then taking all of it out. haha i ate lunch with matrix. we ate sushi! ahaha and ate in the "car" near the t.h.e. classroom. haha then we found a secret place. actually it ain't a secret. just that it's a nice place to just hang. ahaha from there, you can see the bridge in gate 5. I remembered rina and i sitting on that bridge where if you lean to much backward, you could actually fall down the creek. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;icons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/dream.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;---&gt;yeah, i've had dreams but i haven't met them yet. (ano raw?) ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/wonderwall.gif" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;---&gt;wonderwall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/doit.gif" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;---&gt;yeah, do what you have/want/should do because time is running out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/misunderstanding.gif" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;---&gt;tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/jessemccartney.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;---&gt;jesse mccartney!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he's hot! ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mikevogel.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;---&gt;mike vogel!!! he's also hot! ahaha saw him in the movie "grind"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113775108778329377?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113775108778329377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113775108778329377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113775108778329377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113775108778329377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-still-amazed-by-your-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113759435181665819</id><published>2006-01-18T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T06:25:51.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>palpak</title><content type='html'>ahaha palpak talaga ako. sa i.p. nako. wag na nating pag-usapan. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang toh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;di maabot 'yong mga ngiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;mga mata'y hindi masilip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;kahit anong pagpapapansin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ni wala man lang ikaw gawin &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;parang mali ata toh. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;streaming tears of fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not knowing what to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lost in a whirlwind of faces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trying to search for you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;---haha wala lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/bestfriend.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;nice one! ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/crossedmymind.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;yeah. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/greenhearts.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;naaliw ako dito. kasi cute. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/perfectcrime.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;ahaha tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/sparkled.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;hahaha i hope i'll sparkle when i grow older. wahaha joke! ampanget pakinggan. ahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113759435181665819?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113759435181665819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113759435181665819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113759435181665819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113759435181665819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/01/palpak.html' title='palpak'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113741571865578245</id><published>2006-01-16T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T04:48:38.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ewan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;wag mo nang itanong sa akin. di ko rin naman sasabihin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yan lang yung kinakanta-kanta ko buong day. ahaha uhmm.. ano ba pwede makwento? just that sometimes you can feel so safe and so sure about one thing and then be proven wrong. i thought it was going to be bad when that happened but now i'm happier. haha labo. basta parang ayoko na balikan yung dati kasi parang ngayun ang dami ko na nakitang plastic. ahaha labo pa rin. basta yun na yun. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;icons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/stillawake.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;minsan kapag nag-iisip haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/nevertoolate.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/illbethere.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;you should know that by now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/blah.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;yeah, blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/butterflypink.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;hehe cutee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113741571865578245?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113741571865578245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113741571865578245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113741571865578245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113741571865578245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/01/ewan.html' title='ewan'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113681300732880808</id><published>2006-01-09T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T05:23:27.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this sucks...</title><content type='html'>-shh- = person who doesn't trust me (enough?)&lt;br /&gt;-haha- = person that's open with me&lt;br /&gt;this is my opinion: this sucks... it's clear that -shh- doesn't trust me. he can't even say what he really feels even though his problem's tearing him apart. am i just a person to laugh with? i can listen to him but he doesn't want to open up. this other person, -haha- can even tell me all this things about him and he's so open about it that we can go on talking about random and also personal stuff forever. and i've only known or gotten close to -haha- recently and he's opening up to me more. owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/bench-boygirl.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;we're growing apart... ha, as if we were close in the first place. but you see i thought we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/greenbuildings.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;this is comforting. i won't even bother to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/justaline.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/somebodylikeyou.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;well yeah, someone who i can be myself with. and listens to me like there's no other person in the room. haha cheesy. yeah i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/unpredictable.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113681300732880808?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113681300732880808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113681300732880808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113681300732880808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113681300732880808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-sucks.html' title='this sucks...'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113593514030316638</id><published>2005-12-30T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T01:32:20.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs</title><content type='html'>List seven songs that you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words or not, or even if they're not any good, they must be songs that you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they are listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. where are you - natalie and justin roman&lt;br /&gt;2. una - spongecola&lt;br /&gt;3. 22 - spongecola&lt;br /&gt;4. penny and me - hanson&lt;br /&gt;5. cry on my shoulder - overflow&lt;br /&gt;6. gitara - parokya ni edgar&lt;br /&gt;7. para sayo - parokya ni edgar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :) &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113593514030316638?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113593514030316638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113593514030316638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113593514030316638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113593514030316638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/12/songs.html' title='songs'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113515659082479768</id><published>2005-12-21T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T01:16:30.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe</title><content type='html'>kahapon feeling ko nasa slide ako na walang katapusan. ahahaha happy ako kasi natatawa ako. ahahaha natatawa nga lang ba? hehehe basta yun na yun. natutuwa at natatawa ako. hehe yung taong kasi yun eh. hahaha salamat. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/heart-abstract.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt; ang cute ng heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/sweetguy.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt;ahehehe sino kaya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/fallinlove.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt; ahem ahem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/moon.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt; ang aliw!!! ahaha parang ang dreamy. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/ourhearts.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt; awwww... :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/grrrrrrrr.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;---&gt; sa "look who's talking now" ang cute! ahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113515659082479768?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113515659082479768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113515659082479768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113515659082479768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113515659082479768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/12/hehehe.html' title='hehehe'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113487409815243669</id><published>2005-12-17T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T18:48:18.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/crazyoveryou.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/nobgmusic.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/giraffe-rawr.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/smile.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/idiot.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/cantyousee.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/stars.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113487409815243669?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113487409815243669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113487409815243669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113487409815243669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113487409815243669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/12/hahaha.html' title='hahaha'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113447324573278805</id><published>2005-12-13T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T03:27:25.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>studies!</title><content type='html'>waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!! what the heck?! finals! i'm going crazy! and i think i failed cl. wahaha oh no: fil and chem! waaaah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113447324573278805?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113447324573278805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113447324573278805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113447324573278805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113447324573278805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/12/studies.html' title='studies!'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113379339558039658</id><published>2005-12-05T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T06:36:35.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/scheckshay_icons"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/scheckshay_icons&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;i've listened to this song a million times,and not once have i gotten tired of it.i guess that's just becauseit reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does it feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapag may nakakaalam nga naman ng totoo mong nararamdaman kahit di niya nakikita expression ng mukha mo, kahit di niya nakikita ang sakit sa mga mata mo, kahit di niya nariring ang nakatagong kalungkutan sa tinig mo, alam parin niya sa mga kakaunting pag-uusap niyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/fooled.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nako ayaw ko pumasok bukas. may di pa ako ginagawa ahaha :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113379339558039658?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113379339558039658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113379339558039658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113379339558039658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113379339558039658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/12/thanks.html' title='thanks'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113361086532883695</id><published>2005-12-03T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T03:54:26.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing....</title><content type='html'>uhmmm.... what can i say? just that i'm not feeling like my usual self these days. blah.... something's definitely up but i just don't know what it is. owell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romeo and juliet. the play's on wednesday. i'm excited to see the other sections' r&amp;j. i just wish i could watch ours with the audience on the contest day itself. even though i saw it for the 100th time. hehehe it's been fun and tiring doing all the rehearsals and moving the props. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/crowded-alone.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/goodbye.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/notice.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/sickofpretending.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/todayisntyourday.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/tellthetruth.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/hug.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113361086532883695?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113361086532883695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113361086532883695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113361086532883695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113361086532883695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/12/nothing.html' title='nothing....'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113266846780527773</id><published>2005-11-22T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T06:07:47.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>icons</title><content type='html'>icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/dunno.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/tired.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/daydream.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/crush.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/adorkable.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/fooled.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/robotheart.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113266846780527773?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113266846780527773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113266846780527773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113266846780527773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113266846780527773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/11/icons_22.html' title='icons'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113258141813932582</id><published>2005-11-21T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T05:56:58.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeh...</title><content type='html'>you know? i really should think before i say something or rather read again before i type something. ahahaha wala lang. parang ewan lang kasi. kakainis na ha. medyo naiilang na ako sa kanila. nakakabarat weeeeh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy for rina!!!!!! ahehehe yes naman rina. *wink* *wink* hehehe halata na for the both of you! ahaha advance happy reco!!! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/purpleyourock.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pinkanti-love.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/bluestrangers.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pinklove.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/orangepeoplewhomatterdontmind.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113258141813932582?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113258141813932582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113258141813932582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113258141813932582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113258141813932582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/11/weeeh.html' title='weeeh...'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113232019492571856</id><published>2005-11-18T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T05:23:14.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeee!</title><content type='html'>"hey, you wanna dance?" hehehehe ~joan of arcadia (tonight's episode)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay may nabasa akong status... status niya. ahahaha nako. siguro para kay ano yun. tas yung next status niya na kanta, yung lagi ko ring kinakanta. ang sweet naman niya dun kay ano sa message ng song na yun. buti pa si ano. lol hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/canthurrylove.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/sing.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/wish.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/howcanyoustop.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/imissyou.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/bam.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113232019492571856?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113232019492571856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113232019492571856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113232019492571856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113232019492571856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/11/weeeeee.html' title='weeeeee!'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113206393089594238</id><published>2005-11-15T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T06:12:10.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala lang....</title><content type='html'>sound trip.... saya makinig sa mga songs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received terrible news from rina.... :( :( :( :( :( wag muna rina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't stop looking, automatically kaagad, kapag narinig ko yung knock knock sa ym. nahawa na ako kay rina. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs:&lt;br /&gt;para sa'yo - parokya ni edgar&lt;br /&gt;tensionado - soapdish&lt;br /&gt;One Sweet Day - Mariah Carey &amp;amp; Boyz II Men&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113206393089594238?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113206393089594238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113206393089594238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113206393089594238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113206393089594238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/11/wala-lang.html' title='wala lang....'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113196712263958066</id><published>2005-11-14T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T03:18:42.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ewan sayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lagi ka nalang may rason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nakalimutan mo nang magparamdam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nakalimutan mo nang magtext&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nakalimutan mo nang magpaalam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pero ingat kah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baka pag naalala mo na ko,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nakalimutan na kitah!... o,")&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinend sakin yan ng isang tao. ha! ansakit ah. e ikaw kaya yung bigla-biglaang nawawala! kaya wag mo akong sumbatan! bahala ka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ok yung araw ko. :D salamat sa lahat ng tao na nakapagpasaya ng araw ko. lol :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/kidiampissed.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pandaoreokiller.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/purplenotcaring.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pinkyellowfallinginlovewithyoursmil.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113196712263958066?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113196712263958066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113196712263958066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113196712263958066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113196712263958066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/11/ewan-sayo.html' title='ewan sayo'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113188843675986346</id><published>2005-11-13T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T05:27:16.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kanta! ;P</title><content type='html'>AKIN KA NA LANG&lt;br /&gt;by: Itchyworms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wag kang maniwala d'yan&lt;br /&gt;'Di ka n'ya mahal talaga&lt;br /&gt;Sayang lang ang buhay mo kung mapupunta ka lang sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;Iiwanan ka lang n'yan, mag-ingat ka&lt;br /&gt;Dagdag ka lamang sa milyun-milyong babae n'ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Akin ka na lang (akin ka na lang)&lt;br /&gt;Iingatan ko ang puso mo&lt;br /&gt;Akin ka na lang (akin ka na lang)&lt;br /&gt;Wala nang hihigit pa sa 'yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Di naman ako bolero katulad ng ibang tao&lt;br /&gt;Ang totoo'y pag nandyan ka medyo nabubulol pa nga ako&lt;br /&gt;Malangis lang ang dila n'yan, 'wag kang madala&lt;br /&gt;Dahan-dahan ka lang, baka pati ika'y mabiktima ('Wag naman sana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Di naman sa sinisiraan ko ang pangit na 'yan&lt;br /&gt;'Wag ka dapat sa'kin magduda, hinding-hindi kita pababayaan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akin ka na lang&lt;br /&gt;Liligaya ka sa pag-ibig ko&lt;br /&gt;Akin ka na lang&lt;br /&gt;At wala nang hihigit pa sa 'yo&lt;br /&gt;Wala nang hihigit pa sa 'yo (akin ka na lang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;***thanks samgee for the song! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;icons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pinktree.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/swing.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/adopted.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/bunny.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/disappear.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/sliderawr.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/dontbelong.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113188843675986346?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113188843675986346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113188843675986346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113188843675986346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113188843675986346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/11/kanta-p.html' title='kanta! ;P'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113145185718122975</id><published>2005-11-08T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T04:22:29.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>icons</title><content type='html'>eto na yung mga icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/giraffe.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/purplelightning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/cloudsrain.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/hippie.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/vintage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/kitty.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhmm... dunno bakit biglang ganun. pero ok lang. namimiss ko na rin naman yung dating kulitan. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina.... ano klaseng tuesday toh? parang alang nangyari sa subjects. nakakaantok tuloy. puro substitute teachers nga eh. pero astig yung music teacher ng 4th year. galing maggitara! sobra. bilis ng kamay tas masakit at pinipilit pa lang daw nya yun ah. ano pa kaya kung ok na ok yung kamay niya? ahahahah aliw lang. yung test naman, haba! buti na lang natapos ko. nakatulog pa nga ako eh. ahahaha nyok nyok.... sige, yun lang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113145185718122975?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113145185718122975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113145185718122975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113145185718122975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113145185718122975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/11/icons_08.html' title='icons'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113132793493883359</id><published>2005-11-07T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T17:54:41.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>icons!</title><content type='html'>computer time! ahahahaha i'm being careful not to get caught. lol well, i don't have anything to day. ang cute lang kasi nung mga icons. ok. di ko mapalabas yung mga icons. sayang ang cute pa naman. later na lang. ahahaha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may nakausap na ako! weeeeee~ at last. kahit super bilis lang ok na. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113132793493883359?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113132793493883359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113132793493883359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113132793493883359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113132793493883359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/11/icons.html' title='icons!'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113102077565359479</id><published>2005-11-03T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T04:26:15.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaaaaaagh</title><content type='html'>ayan ay nako. tsk tsk tsk tsk pinuno ba naman? di pa ba sapat yung isa lang? sus. ewan sa inyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/yousuck.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/bluesmilelikeyoumeanit.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/peacehellogoodye.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/cupidstupid.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/flower.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113102077565359479?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113102077565359479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113102077565359479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113102077565359479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113102077565359479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/11/aaaaaaaagh.html' title='aaaaaaaagh'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113024536975013039</id><published>2005-10-25T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T06:02:49.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>umulan. bakit umulan. mainit na eh. nako! lagot ako! pano ko kaya sasabihin? ahahaha nakakatawa ilang beses ko na nirereplay sa mind ko kung ano pwede kong gawin. lahat parang magmumukha akong ewan. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-blue.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-collide.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3 .photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-listen.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-meyou.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-laugh.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-pooh.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-solong.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-cookie.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/mel-rockstar.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha &lt;---- what was that for? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113024536975013039?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113024536975013039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113024536975013039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113024536975013039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113024536975013039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/10/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-113011975933131347</id><published>2005-10-24T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T19:09:19.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weee~</title><content type='html'>tagal ko na di nakakablog kasi walang line sa bahay! grrrr. computer time! ahahaha yes, sa sunday boracay na toh! ahahaha excited na ako! ano gusto nyo pasalubong? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rina! may letter ako sayo! sana makita ko ate mo ngayon! pls pls pls fingers crossed. hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan alis na daw. nyok nyok. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-113011975933131347?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/113011975933131347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=113011975933131347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113011975933131347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/113011975933131347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/10/weee.html' title='weee~'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-112920066348739620</id><published>2005-10-13T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T03:51:03.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;nakakalungkot naman... medyo nakakainis pero ano nga ba magagawa ko diba? ahaha kala mo kung ano nangyari noh? lol may nabasa kasi akong story, nako kala happy ending na yun pala... ewan. maybe the author was just being realistic. oo nga naman. it's just so sad that it had to end that way. ahahaha nyok nyok. owell. di ko nga matanggal yung story na yun sa isip ko eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;thanks karla for the story! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-112920066348739620?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/112920066348739620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=112920066348739620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112920066348739620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112920066348739620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/10/story.html' title='story'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-112882269248591753</id><published>2005-10-09T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:01:56.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>icons... :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/sophomore.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pinkbrokenroad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pinkdonthateappreciate.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/believe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pinkdontfallinlove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pinksarcasm.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-112882269248591753?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/112882269248591753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=112882269248591753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112882269248591753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112882269248591753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/10/icons-d.html' title='icons... :D'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-112843159118413794</id><published>2005-10-04T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T06:13:11.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ewan na</title><content type='html'>ano ba toh. dapat maglalagay ako ng quotes pero biglang nag-error tong blogger. hahaha owell. katamad na. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon pati nung weekend, masaya ako para sa mga tao. saya ng mga nangyayari sa kanila. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell sige na nga lagay ko na rin yung mga quotes... la na magawa eh. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wag masyado mabait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mamimiss kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wag masyado maalaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;baka magustuhan kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wag masyado malambing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;baka mahalin na kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dilikadong mahulog ako sayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;baka wala ka ring balak saluhin ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;may ibang tao na kaya kong tiisin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;may ibang tao dyan na kaya kong baliwalain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pero bakit pagdating sayo, di ko kaya gawin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;siguro, ayoko lang maranasan ang hirap pag ikaw ang nawala sakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;saying i miss you had been used so many times that it's hard to believe in anymore... but don't worry, when i say i miss you, its my way of saying, "lam mo, hinahanap ka na ng puso ko."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-112843159118413794?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/112843159118413794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=112843159118413794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112843159118413794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112843159118413794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/10/ewan-na.html' title='ewan na'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-112822285828104252</id><published>2005-10-02T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T20:14:18.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>old feelings?</title><content type='html'>ahahaha bumabalik nga ba? siguro oo pero di yung pagkagusto ko sa kanya maging crush kundi maging kaibigan. lol kunwari pa na wala ako pakialam na nandyan sya pero sa totoo lang... ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napapalingon tuwing ika'y dumadaan... napapangiti nang di ko alam ang dahilan... alam kong hindi pupwedeng maging tayo... pero minsa'y nag-iiba ang ikot ng... ang ikot ng mundo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-112822285828104252?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/112822285828104252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=112822285828104252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112822285828104252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112822285828104252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/10/old-feelings.html' title='old feelings?'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-112773778341238730</id><published>2005-09-26T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T05:29:43.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ummm...</title><content type='html'>may nagbigay ng sticker kanina.... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tas meron din awkward moment kanina.... hahaha di ko na sya kilala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try to walk that same hill next to you... i try to be that missing part of you... i guess i'll always do... i try to walk that same hill next to you... i try to love you even if you won't... ~jillian~by:spongecola&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-112773778341238730?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/112773778341238730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=112773778341238730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112773778341238730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112773778341238730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/09/ummm.html' title='ummm...'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-112722388947344397</id><published>2005-09-20T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T06:44:49.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>sakit ng thumb ko!!!!!!!!!!!!!! naupuan ng busmate ko. nabalinghot daw yung tawag sabi nung mom ko. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may tumawag. hahaha kilig naman eh noh. tsk tsk wala lang kahit about school yung pinag-usapan namin aliw pa rin marinig boses nya. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about this regular guy with regular hopes and regular dreams gone stale. coz he doesn't know where to go.... where to go.... where to go.... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i know, i  know i can never be enough to replace your whatever......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-112722388947344397?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/112722388947344397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=112722388947344397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112722388947344397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112722388947344397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-112705161321690242</id><published>2005-09-18T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T06:53:34.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tralalalala....</title><content type='html'>ayan, magsusulat na rin ulit ako dito at last. hahaha so in honor of this new layout made by rina (thanks rina ;P) i was supposed to make a poem. although my brain doesn't want to cooperate. yan tuloy isang verse palang nagagawa ko. tas medyo weird kasi walang koneksyon dito. dapat starting anew yung topic eh yung poem ending something pero it doesn't say anything about starting anything, just ending something. lol ang kulit paulit-ulit. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan, kinuha yung lines sa partisan kasi special yung partisan sa kin. may mga taong alam kung bakit. hahaha ;P *ahem* may isang tao dyan na di pa rin nagpaparamdam.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige, next time na lang ulit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-112705161321690242?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/112705161321690242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=112705161321690242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112705161321690242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/112705161321690242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/09/tralalalala.html' title='tralalalala....'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-111874920503566017</id><published>2005-06-14T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T04:40:05.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know nyahahaha</title><content type='html'>awww.... just watched one of my fave episodes of lizzie mcguire. the episode where lizzie had a boyfriend, ronnie, but then the doofus broke up with her. buti na lang gordo was there to comfort lizzie. ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school... nako ewan ko. siguro no comment. nyahaha ewan. di ko maintindihan. minsan ok naman, minsan hindi ko na alam. ahahaha basta masaya ako kapag breaks and dismissal, buti na lang andyan mga kaibigan ko. nyahaha salamat! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look-a-like... ni holy guy si guitar guy. nyahaha kasi lagi halos may guitar na dala. hehehe si percussion freak si yung guy na kamukha nya. ahahahaha lagi ko yun nakikita. si kaibigan ni holy naman (syempre di ko pwede sabihin name diba? ahaha) yung isang taong pagalagala dyan dyan. ahahaha basta silang tatlo may mga kalook-a-likes na. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la kwenta tong post na toh. ahaha la ako masabi matino. sige, alis na ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-111874920503566017?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/111874920503566017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=111874920503566017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111874920503566017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111874920503566017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-dont-know-nyahahaha.html' title='i don&apos;t know nyahahaha'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-111742304479713455</id><published>2005-05-30T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T20:17:24.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gastritis</title><content type='html'>this is from Asian Hospital &amp; Medical Center: *hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gastritis is an irritation of the stomach often caused by medications, alcohol, caffeine, nicotine, spicy or acidic food, skipping of meals and emotional distress. Symptoms of gastritis include stomach pain concentrated at the upper portion of the abdomen sometimes felt as a crampy, spastic, burning sensation, indigestion, nausea, and vomiting. Many patients with chronic gastritis and ulcers have been shown to be infected with bacteria (H. pylori) and require special tests and possibly antibiotic treatment to cure their condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mygulay... ansakit nung tiyan ko dahil dyan. nung isang gabi nga di talaga ako makatulog eh. haaay~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-111742304479713455?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/111742304479713455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=111742304479713455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111742304479713455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111742304479713455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/05/gastritis.html' title='gastritis'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-111681116572839167</id><published>2005-05-23T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T18:19:25.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;saturday...went to manila to get dress. it wasn't finished yet. tuesday na lang daw. hahaha ang cute nung kay clarissa. mint green. bagay sa kanya. kumain sila ng ice cream habang nagsusukat ako. daya. nyahahaha sa saturday na yung paalay. hehehe sana hindi mainit. nyek imposible. magtutuhog ng mga sampaguita sa stick din ata kami eh. last year nagtuhog din ako. sumakit likod ko kasi ala sandalan ahahaha. antagal din magtuhog ha. pero fun. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;di ako makakapunta sa outing. sayang. di ko tuloy makikita f-c. :( kita ko na lang sila sa june. hehehe dati gusto ko na magpasukan. ngayun, nagdadalawang isip na ako. ahahahaha owell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;di ko pa nakuha books and uniform ko. wahahaha kasi dapat nung saturday. kaya lang half day pala. e nung afternoon na kami nakapunta. nyahahaha tapos this week inventory naman. so next week ko pa siguro makukuha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;lahat na ng books ko inuulit ko ng basahin. ahahaha ngayun yung "which witch?" pati yung "abby's twin" ng the baby-sitters club. hahaha di ko pa rin nababasa yung volume 6 ng princess diaries. nabasa ko palang yung unang part sa powerbooks. ahahaha tapos yung mediator 6 - twilight kelan kaya ilalabas? super gusto ko nang mabasa. ano kaya manyayari kina suze at jesse? dumating pa kasi yang si paul eh. tapos yung mad finn 19 sa august pa. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;salmonella - nyahahaha bigla ko lang naalala galing sa flipped. love that book. sana may continuation. hehehe ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Maaari bang hawakan ang iyong mga kamay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sana ay maabot ng langit ang iyong mga ngiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sana ay masilip&lt;br /&gt;Wag kang mag-alala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Di ko ipipilit sa 'yo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Kahit na lilipad ang isip ko'y torete sa 'yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Torete, torete, torete ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Torete, torete, torete sa 'yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-111681116572839167?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/111681116572839167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=111681116572839167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111681116572839167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111681116572839167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/05/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah blah blah'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-111579334619883338</id><published>2005-05-11T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:46:21.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things i wanna do</title><content type='html'>i want to.... (in no particular order hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ride on a motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;2. have a trip around the world with 1st class accomodations&lt;br /&gt;3. buy new books (mediator 6 &lt;- where are you?)&lt;br /&gt;4. go to europe&lt;br /&gt;5. go to all the amusement parks all over the world&lt;br /&gt;6. learn how to ride a bicycle (hahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;7. ride on an air balloon&lt;br /&gt;8. ride on a banana boat again&lt;br /&gt;9. go to new york (i really really want to)&lt;br /&gt;10. visit every part of the philippines&lt;br /&gt;11. go to south africa&lt;br /&gt;12. touch the clouds (kaya lang di pwede matouch. sana yung parang sa cartoons nalang para pwede)&lt;br /&gt;13. be a pillow someday&lt;br /&gt;14. be a bird someday&lt;br /&gt;15. be able to fly&lt;br /&gt;16. be able to read minds&lt;br /&gt;17. be happy&lt;br /&gt;18. be more productive and useful&lt;br /&gt;19. be more thoughtful and caring&lt;br /&gt;20. be a better person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butterflies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/bluebutterfly.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/greenflyaway.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/fragile.gif" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/hiddenbeauty.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/fragile.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/purplebutterfly.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/giveyoubutterflies.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pinkbestthingsareunseen.gif" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/glitterybluebutterfly.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pinkyougivemebutterflies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-111579334619883338?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/111579334619883338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=111579334619883338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111579334619883338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111579334619883338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/05/things-i-wanna-do.html' title='things i wanna do'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-111570653352017943</id><published>2005-05-10T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T23:28:53.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>survey ahahaha</title><content type='html'>survey galing kay rina. sagutan nyo sa comment tapos ilagay nyo rin sa blog nyo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;2. Are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;3. When and how did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever have a crush on me?&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you kiss me for free? How about for $50 dollars?&lt;br /&gt;6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br /&gt;7. Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your first impression of me?&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;10. What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;11. If you could give me anything what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;12. How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;13. When's the last time you saw me?&lt;br /&gt;14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?&lt;br /&gt;16. What makes you want to fill this thing out?&lt;br /&gt;17. What's your most vivid memory of me?&lt;br /&gt;18. What's your favorite movie? Would you recommend it to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/heartwithspiralinsand.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/shine3gi.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/makeyousmile8kq.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/pinkpinsonmyhearts.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-111570653352017943?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/111570653352017943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>icons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/whydoihavetobesosad.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/strangethingsneedlovetoo.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/smiley.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/shesevil.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/onlinejournal.jpg" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/justoneofthosedays.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/ineedahug.jpg" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/iloveyouthismuch.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/hugme.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/hiilikeyou.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/dontpokethepenguin.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/daretobedifferent.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/cowmoo.gif" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/purpledance.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/monkeyhugs.gif" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/monkeyfunkymonkey.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/monkeyfaint.gif" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/monkeyboo.gif" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/elephantbelieveinme.jpg" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/duckquack.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/dariaandyourpoint.bmp" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/cowdevouryoursoul.png" /&gt;    &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/purpleblack/bluedontleaveme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm crazy about icons. i have so many. i got these at xanga. hehehe in case you like other icons, tell me so that i could post them here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-111561784176365903?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/111561784176365903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=111561784176365903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111561784176365903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111561784176365903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/05/icons.html' title='icons!'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-111483704422850213</id><published>2005-04-30T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:57:24.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a blast last night! hahaha i won't even write about the excruciating ride going to my grandmother's birthday party because it will just ruin my mood. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nun lang ulit kami nagkasamasama magpipinsan kaya masaya. sayang nga lang ala si kuya raymond, sya lang yung ala dun eh. habang kumakain kami sa birthday party ng lola ko, kwentuhan ng kwentuhan ng kung anu-ano. tapos after nun, pictures naman. pose ng pose. hindi pa nalalagay ni kuya yung pics dito sa computer pero kapag nalagay na, ipopost ko dito. ahaha wala lang. tapos after nun, nawawala na isa-isa yung mga matatanda, pumupunta na sa dance floor. hahahaha magboball dancing (tama ba?) na daw. hahaha tapos tinawag na din kami dun na lang daw kami at kahit manood na lang kung ayaw sumayaw. syempre lahat ng bata hindi sumayaw. hahaha pinag-uusapan lang namin nila ate jenica at ate gerin yung mga d.i.. hindi na sila nakablack ngayun. may iba ng color hehehe... tapos pinapanood na lang namin yung mga sumasayaw. tapos si clarissa, yung pinakabata kong pinsan, nakaupo sa akin kase ala ng space. tapos gumagawa kami ng banana sa handkerchief. hahaha tapos naglaro kami nung game na tinuro nya, di ko alam kung ano tawag, pero isang beses lang kase ang inggay namin. hahaha tapos may napakalaki nga palang spider din dun. buti na lang di sya umaalis sa pwesto nya. hahaha basta, masaya ako kagabi. masaya ako kasama mga pinsan ko. kami nga ata unang umalis eh. mga 9:45 umalis na kami. kasi may work pa daw eh. tapos nung nasa car na kami, dapat itatanong ko na sa mom ko kung may outing ang fc papayagan nya ba ako. kase mukhang good mood. kaya lang di ko na muna tinanong, natatakot ako baka di pumayag eh. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rina: kelan tayo kay zabeth? hehehehe can't wait to see you! baka di na kita mamukaan. hahahaha basta, dapat magkita tayo ngayung summer. hehehe ingats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay! nakakainis yung pagkatanggal ni constantine!!! alam nyo ba yung title at kung sino originally kumanta nung kinanta nyang song? basta, sayang talaga sya. bat pa kasi sya natanggal eh. hay nako. ewan na.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-111483704422850213?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/111483704422850213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=111483704422850213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111483704422850213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111483704422850213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-had-blast-last-night-hahaha-i-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-111414075514869909</id><published>2005-04-21T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T20:35:44.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whadt?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i cannot believe what just happened yesterday! can you believe the results of american idol last night????? i surely cannot!!!!!!!!!! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! anwar got the lowest number of votes! nooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i mean what is up with america???? can't they vote for the right guy???!!! anwar's got the best vocals in the competition and he's so down-to-earth. question: why is scott still in the contest?! (i'm sorry scott fans) helloooo?! anwar or scott???!!!! i almost cried when ryan seacrest announced that scott and anthony were safe and that anwar wasn't but my dad and my brother were there and i didn't want to cry in front of them. i'm really consdering boycotting american idol and not watch it but i can't resist. and i have to see scott when he's been eliminated!!!!!!! sorry, if i sound mean. i'm just mad at the results! hahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, i'm gonna support my other choices: vonzell, constantine, and bo! still, anwar rocks! hahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!! i hope next week, the worthy stays and those who are NOT goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i'm mean in this entry... hahahaha peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-111414075514869909?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/111414075514869909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=111414075514869909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111414075514869909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111414075514869909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/04/whadt.html' title='whadt?!'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-111355187415119701</id><published>2005-04-15T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:01:42.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Everything Is Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;By: Ray Stevens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Everything is beautiful in its' own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Like a starry summer night or a snow covered winter's day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Everybody's beautiful in their own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Under God's heaven, the world's gonna find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kinanta 'to ng american idol finalists for one of their group songs. chorus lang yan. nagandahan ako dun sa song. hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Falling For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;By: Busted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I, I'm really falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I, hate what you're putting me through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What have you done to me now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I just can't sleep at night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My bed is wet don't know how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Will someone please turn on the light?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nakita ko yung song na 'to sa soundtrack ng movie na a cinderella story. tapos dinownload ko sa limewire. naaliw ako sa chorus pero yung ibang parts medyo bastos naor should i say not your ordinary innocent song. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Torpe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;By: Hungry Young Poets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ba't mo pa kailangan ng tulay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Kahit ulap nagsasabi tayo'y bagay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ba't mo pa kailangang magtanong kung alam mo na, alam mo na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Namamatay na ang mga rosas sa tabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Di ka pa rin bumibili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Nauubos na ang oras sa kahihintay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Walang sulat ni tawag--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bilisan mo na ngayon kasi tumatakbo ang tren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bilisan mo na ngayon iiwanan ka -- iiwanan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ayoko ng torpe (8x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Pero gusto kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;torpe. hehehe. yung song na 'to nanggaling kay rina. hehehe... narinig ko yung version na yung barbie's cradle ang kumanta. nakita ko lang na Hungry Young Poets sa google. di ko sila kilala. peace. hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-111355187415119701?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/111355187415119701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=111355187415119701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111355187415119701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111355187415119701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/04/songs.html' title='songs'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-111234464125367071</id><published>2005-04-01T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:37:21.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>games and such</title><content type='html'>ahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!! at last nabeat ko na yung highscore ni kuya sa bejeweled 2 nyang game. since nung wednesday ko pa ata yun sinusubukang matalo. at sa wakas, natalo ko na rin. lol. naaddict ako dun sa game na yun kasi nung nasa bicol kami, nung naghahanap ako ng pwedeng gawin, nakita ko si kuya nilalaro yun tapos sabi ko patry tapos naaddict na ako dun. he's trying to beat my score right now. sana hindi nya mabeat, mahihirapan nanaman ako makaabot sa score na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa pang game na addict ako, minesweeper. kapag wala nang ibang magawa sa computer, magpapatugtog ako ng mga songs sa comp tapos maglalaro ng minesweeper. nabeat ko na salamat ulit yung score ko dati. ako na lang ngayun naglalaro ata nun sa amin eh, dati pati si kuya pero di na ata eh. di ko mabeat yung score nya sa pinball. oh well, i'll try later. mahaba pa naman ang summer eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pati yung snake sa phone ko, pinagtritripan ko. talaga nga naman ang walang magawa. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galit ako sa mga lamok. lol. nakakainis kasi eh. isang beses kinagat ako sa may eye lid, siguro nung natutulog ako kasi nung bago pa naman ako matulog, wala pa eh. tapos pagkagising ko, para akong monster. lol. basta. hay nako. bakit ba sila nandito? pati yung mga langaw? wala naman sila ginagawang mabuti. siguro sa ibang insects meron kasi kinakain sila pero kahit na. hmph....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-111234464125367071?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/111234464125367071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=111234464125367071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111234464125367071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111234464125367071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/04/games-and-such.html' title='games and such'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-111147899401207112</id><published>2005-03-22T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T19:47:00.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just writing</title><content type='html'>long time no post. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;idols.&lt;/strong&gt; last night i watched the match of pacqiauo (sp?) and morales. i didn't had the chance to watch them sunday afternoon because of a family gathering. i feel rotten for him. i'm still proud of him. he'll be one of my idols because he's so strong and he never gave up the fight. if i was there, the first blow that would hit me would send me straight to the hospital. lol. anwar's my idol too. his voice is so magnificent! when he sang what a wonderful world, wow i was blown away. holy guy is also one of my idols. hahaha... how can a guy be so holy? it was nice of him to give the street children some food. he's mr. popular but he's still down-to-earth. i'm writing these things as if we're so close. hahaha... i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bicol... &lt;/strong&gt;here we come! i'm excited to go already! one more day to go, excluding today, and we're off. i wonder what awaits us there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;poem.&lt;/strong&gt; i wrote a poem one night that reflected my feelings for one person out there, samgee: you might know who this person is. hahaha... it's not finished yet. but the title is: let me live out my fairytale tonight. i know it sounds kinda sheepish but whatever. lol. got the idea from that night's events and from ella enchanted, the book not the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss you fc! free at last from bio and its experiment papers! hahahahahaha!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-111147899401207112?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/111147899401207112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=111147899401207112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111147899401207112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/111147899401207112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-writing.html' title='just writing'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-110519354523596032</id><published>2005-01-08T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T06:12:25.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you hate it, you love it</title><content type='html'>sometimes you just gotta hate (hate is too much, maybe just dislike) life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan kasi kung kelan parang masaya ka na at maayos ang mundo mo, biglang may sisira ng lahat. minsan kahit nagbago ka na, may mamimintas pa rin. minsan kahit ginagawa mo na ang lahat para mapasaya sila, di pa rin sapat. minsan kahit ginagawa ang tama, sa huli ikaw pa rin ang mali sa mga mata nila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes you just gotta love it too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan sa isip mo parang wala nang nakakaintindi sayo, biglang may magpaparamdam sayo na parang sinasabi niya na wag kang mag-alala dahil naiintindihan ka niya at hindi ka nag-iisa na kasama mo siya. minsan kapag parang galit ka sa mundo, may parang sign na magpapaginhawa sa loob mo. minsan kapag parang magulo ang lahat at hindi mo na alam kung ano ang dapat gawin, may tutulong sayo upang maayos ang lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa akin, si God yung tumutulong sa lahat ng bagay at siya yung kasama ko sa mga oras kung saan naiiyak na lang ako. siya yung nagpapasaya sa akin kapag malungkot ako dahil parang binabalik niya sa isipan ko lahat ng masasayang nangyari sa akin kapag sa tingin ko walang tamang nangyayari. kaya lubos ang pasasalamat ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may nanood ba kanina nung "school of life" sa disney channel? nagandahan ako dun.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-110519354523596032?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/110519354523596032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=110519354523596032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110519354523596032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110519354523596032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-hate-it-you-love-it.html' title='you hate it, you love it'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-110354429181757802</id><published>2004-12-20T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T19:48:51.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking</title><content type='html'>nung saturday ng gabi pinanood ko yung what a girl wants... hmmm, pang-ilang beses na ba yun na napanood ko yung movie na yun? dami na din... gwapo ni oliver james! lol. ganda ng boses nya, nakakainluv... hahaha... after nung movie, humiga na ako sa bed tapos napaisip ako about dun sa movie... tapos kung saan saan na napunta yung thoughts ko... tapos bigla ako naewan kase dahil sa pag-iisip kong yun napaisip ako kung sino ba talaga ako. kung sino ba yung totoong ako at parang di ko ata talaga kilala kung sino ako. nakakagulo ng ulo tapos bigla ako may naisip for a poem. kaya naghanap agad ako ng pen and paper kase baka mawala yung mga lines na yun sa head ko kase anu-ano na yung dumadagdag pati pumapasok. tapos nung masulat ko na yung konting lines na naisip ko, bumalik ulit ako para matulog pero ayaw akong lubayan ng mga thoughts ko tapos may naisip nanaman ako kaya tumayo ulit ako para isulat pero di pa sya tapos kase wala pa uling inspiration na dumadating. lol. basta, next time ko na lang ipopost kung tapos na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diba ang saya mag-isip? wala lang... aliw lang kase parang kung saan-saan ka nadadala ng isip mo. lalo na kapag nasa car ako ng sumundo sa amin mula sa school tapos walang nagsasalita kase halos puro tulog tapos may music na medyo old na pero maganda naman. nakatingin lang ako sa road or sa mga puno sa south expressway (e sa calamba pa ako kaya matagal ako nakakapag-isip) tapos may bigla lang ako maaalala tapos bigla syang mapupunta sa ibang thing. kapag nga medyo matagal na tatanungin ko sarili ko pano ako napunta sa topic na 'to? lol... basta magulo na parang journey na masaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayo ba, san kayo nakapag-iisip ng seryoso na talagang nakakapag-isip kayo ng malamin na walang nang-aabala masyado? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-110354429181757802?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/110354429181757802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=110354429181757802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110354429181757802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110354429181757802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2004/12/thinking.html' title='thinking'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-110242913895114581</id><published>2004-12-07T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T06:18:58.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flipped and stuff</title><content type='html'>flipped. super nice book. read it. somewhat like stargirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some words/phrases/sentences from flipped:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julianna baker... sycamore tree... bryce loski... blue eyes and black lashes... eggs... salmonella... coop with poop... basket boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"So?" I ask him. "Is that the rooster?"&lt;br /&gt;He shrugs. "Looks like a chicken to me."&lt;br /&gt;"How can you tell?"&lt;br /&gt;He shrugs again. "Just does."&lt;br /&gt;We watch it scratching at the dirt for a minute, and then I ask, "What's a hen, anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;"A hen?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. You got roosters, you got chickens, and then there's hens. What's a hen?"&lt;br /&gt;"It's one of those," he says, pointing into the Bakers' backyard.&lt;br /&gt;"Then what's a chicken?"&lt;br /&gt;He looks at me like I'm crazy. "What are you talking about?"&lt;br /&gt;"Chickens! What's a chicken?"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... wala lang... naaliw lang ako sa kanilang dalawa...&lt;br /&gt;thanks mian for lending me the book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagchange na ba kayo dahil sa isang person? hindi yung change na nagkukunwarian kayo sa totoong ikaw para lang magustuhan ka nung taong yun kundi yung change na totoo. yung parang mas nakilala mo sarili mo pati parang mas nalaman mo kung ano talaga gusto mo pati kung ano yung talagang tama na kahit alam mong maraming magbabago sa buhay mo at maraming huhusga sayo ok lang dahil alam mong mas tama gagawin mo at nalaman mo yun dahil sa taong yun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-110242913895114581?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/110242913895114581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=110242913895114581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110242913895114581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110242913895114581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2004/12/flipped-and-stuff.html' title='flipped and stuff'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-110174012911019540</id><published>2004-11-29T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T06:55:29.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What?! hahahaha</title><content type='html'>Bakit walang tigil yung ulan kanina? ilang beses tuloy ako nabasa... pero ok lang... ang lamig nga eh... hehehe... kanina sa bahay ni kat, nagpractice kami para sa class concert tapos nung nirecord namin yung gagawin namin tapos nung pinakinggan namin, parang boses ng lalaki yung boses ko. hahahaha!!!! parang boses ba talaga ng lalaki boses ko???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos kanina, pumunta din kami sa patay... dami nga tao dun eh... tapos kinausap kami ng isang family friend... mabait sya... tapos naalala pa nya daw ako nung bata ako na nagkikilo ng pako ng walang gloves or something... hehehe... di ko na sya matandaan, two pa lang daw ata ako nun eh... oh well... tapos bigla nyang sinabi na may boyfriend ka na ba? (bakit ata kapag mga matatanda yun lagi tinatanong?) sabi ko syempre wala. tapos marami yung pinag-usapan nila ng mom ko (kasali ako)... tapos biglang may irereto daw sya sakin... ahahahaha!!!! mom ko naman patawa-tawa lang pero mukha nya para talagang: HINDI PWEDE!!! hehehehe... tapos biglang tinawag yung mom nung kung sino man... hahahaha!!! eh nasa college na naman pala yung anakn eh!!! puro mga 20+... nakakatuwa.... grown-ups... tsk tsk tsk... lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ba 'to... wala ako masabing matino... sige na, alis na ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-110174012911019540?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/110174012911019540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=110174012911019540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110174012911019540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110174012911019540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-hahahaha_29.html' title='What?! hahahaha'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-110026193347680087</id><published>2004-11-12T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T21:10:27.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another something</title><content type='html'>the bright smile&lt;br /&gt;has been erased&lt;br /&gt;the friendly face&lt;br /&gt;has been replaced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, all is left&lt;br /&gt;is a sad picture of a girl&lt;br /&gt;waiting for someone&lt;br /&gt;to teach her how to feel once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one seemed to understand her&lt;br /&gt;she could only cry on her pillow at night&lt;br /&gt;but in the day she puts a face so straight&lt;br /&gt;that no one thought she was breaking inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, she is but a memory&lt;br /&gt;and everything about her is slowly forgotten&lt;br /&gt;she is but the past&lt;br /&gt;remember when she smiled for one last?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-110026193347680087?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/110026193347680087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=110026193347680087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110026193347680087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110026193347680087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2004/11/another-something.html' title='another something'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-110000668095244953</id><published>2004-11-09T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T04:14:49.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem</title><content type='html'>I cried when you cried&lt;br /&gt;And felt what you felt&lt;br /&gt;But maybe these are all lies&lt;br /&gt;And that I only pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Coz I don't feel my own feelings anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who I am&lt;br /&gt;Maybe bacause you taught me how to be somebody&lt;br /&gt;That I cannot be my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;With nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here all alone&lt;br /&gt;In a fairytale gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it weird? nice? bad? hehehehe... ala lang... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana Maulit Muli&lt;br /&gt;by: Gary Valenciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana maulit muli, ang mga oras nating nakaraan &lt;br /&gt;Bakit nagkaganito, naglaho na ba ang pag-ibig mo &lt;br /&gt;Sana maulit muli, sana'y bigyan ng pansin ang himig ko &lt;br /&gt;Kahapon bukas ngayon, tanging wala ng ibang mahal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya kong umiwas na, di na sana aasa pa &lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya kong iwanan ka, di na sana lalapit pa &lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya ko sana &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibalik ang kahapon, sandaling di mapapantayan &lt;br /&gt;Huwag sana nating itapon, pagmamahal na tapat &lt;br /&gt;Kung ako'y nagkamali minsan, di na ba mapagbibigyan &lt;br /&gt;O giliw, dinggin mo ang nais ko &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya kong umiwas na, di na sana aasa pa &lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya kong iwanan ka, di na sana lalapit pa &lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya ko sana &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito ang tanging nais ko, ang ating kahapon &lt;br /&gt;Sana maulit muli &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya kong umiwas na, di na sana aasa pa &lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya kong iwanan ka, di na sana lalapit pa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O giliw, o giliw ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro, itong song na 'to yung next feeling... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-110000668095244953?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/110000668095244953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=110000668095244953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110000668095244953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/110000668095244953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2004/11/poem.html' title='poem'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-109948997975117375</id><published>2004-11-03T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T05:54:04.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kandila</title><content type='html'>nung todos lo santos (tama ba? basta nung nov.1) pumunta uli kami sa sementeryo. tapos after namin magpray at kumain (yum! yum!) sumama kami ng tatlo ko pang pinsan sa tita namin para pumunta sa kabilang sementeryo. ang daming tao syado! tapos medyo madilim pa dun sa kabilang sementeryo pati haba din medyo yung nilakad namin. nung dumating na kami dun, nandun yung tatlo kong pinsan na maliliit (yun din yung sa pangalawang blog ko) tapos naglalandi sila ng kandila (according to my tita yun daw yung tawag dun) tapos sabi nya try din daw namin para ma-experience naman daw namin yun. eh di kami naman nung pinsan ko sige naman. aliw nga yun eh. nung una ayaw pa namin hawakan kasi mainit kaya sinasabihan kami nung maliliit naming pinsan ng, "ang duduwag nyo naman! ganto lang yan! tingnan nyo!" tapos kami nung pinsan ko, "eh mainit eh! first time lang naman namin 'to eh!" hahahaha!!! tapos nung tumagal na, naging ok na. kahit mainit ok lang, sarap nga ng pakiramdam sa kamay eh. pero ang liit lang nung nagawa namin nung pinsan ko compared sa mga nagawa ng mga pinsan naming maliliit. basta ok na ako dun sa nagawa ko, i'm so proud! hahaha!!! tapos bumalik na kami sa kabilang sementeryo. hehehe... ala lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayo ba nakapaglandi na ba kayo ng kandila? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-109948997975117375?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/109948997975117375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=109948997975117375' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/109948997975117375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/109948997975117375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/2004/11/kandila.html' title='kandila'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00226323997811693675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926224.post-109911969305746167</id><published>2004-10-30T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T00:01:33.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>isip bata</title><content type='html'>kanina kakapunta ko lang sa panchong tapos nagkainan kami (sarap ng bbq) ng mga kamag-anak ko kase birthday ng tito/ninong ko din... ang kulit ng mga pinsan kong maliliit tapos ako lang kinukulit nila lalo na nung pinakabatang babae, si clarissa, kase ako pinakaclose sa mga bata (i think) siguro kase parang isip bata din ako (hehehe...) lagi na lang, "labas tayo!!! laro tayo!!! kase ate joy! laro na tayo!" habang kumakain pa ako... pero ok lang kase nakakatuwa naman silang kasama eh... parang 6 years old ulit ako... hehehe... kanina pinaglaruan namin yung rocket nila (nung una kala namin nung isa kong pinsan na racket -yung para sa badminton kase meron din silang dinala- tapos nung pinakita ni clarissa sa min rocket naman pala ahahaha)... ang saya paglaruan ng rocket na yun laughtrip talaga... ang saya bumalik sa pagkabata na 4 or 6 years old... parang walang inaalala, kung anu-ano pwedeng gawin na parang ewan tapos halos laging masaya pati grabe yung imahinasyon... kaya lang ayaw ko lang lagi halos nagkakasugat sa kakulitan (hahaha!!!)... haaaay... ayoko pang tumanda gusto ko maging bata na lang... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-109911969305746167?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/109911969305746167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=109911969305746167' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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yun. sabi kasi ni sir delos santos na may plano ang diyos para sa ating lahat... diba tama naman talaga... kase minsan kapag may problema ka tapos tingin mo di na yun matatapos pati parang wala ng pag-asa biglang malulutas rin... parang lahat talaga ng mangyayari sa buhay natin nakaplano na maghintay ka lang... tapos diba minsan nasaktan ka ng isang taong mahalaga sayo, basta sundin mo lang ano sinasabi ng puso mo na tama (pero gamitin mo rin utak mo) at hayaan mo lang ang gustong mangyari sayo ng Diyos kase diba mas alam nya kung ano mas nararapat sayo kase kapag sinunod mo yun may mas magagandang mangyayari sayo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya siguro 'tong blog na 'to para sa mga taong may mga problema... wag kayong mag-alala kase malulutas nyo din naman din yang problema nyo... malay nyo nga mas maging masaya pa kayo pagkatapos nan eh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga tao na tingin walang sense 'tong mga sinasabi ko kase magulo, ok lang, bahala na kayo!(joke!) kase ako din medyo di ko din maintindihan mga pinagsasabi ko, hirap ilagay sa salita ng mga naiisip ko... basta 'to nararamdaman ko... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait lang... may word bang "plinano"? ala lang... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926224-109905426271541418?l=somewherealone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherealone.blogspot.com/feeds/109905426271541418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926224&amp;postID=109905426271541418' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/109905426271541418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926224/posts/default/109905426271541418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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