<?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-18860932</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:32:46.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Upper East side: I totally wish I lived there.</title><subtitle type='html'>lalalalalalalalaraaaaaaaaaaa</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860932.post-114613431698453863</id><published>2006-04-27T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T18:38:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am sooo damn sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;DAMN.***&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came from Performing Arts. Super, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last night pa ako badtrip&lt;/span&gt;. Kasi, something happened. Basta, it's kinda confidential. It's something about her and her parents and how she hates them being so strict. Anyway, she told me that, and she was acting like she wanted to die na or something. Kaya, I was so worried na. Anyway, Ayun,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i couldn't sleep&lt;/span&gt; nga eh because of that and I had several dreams about her. Sunod-sunod pa. When I woke up, i called her house and checked. Ayun, buhay parin naman. She's sleeping pa daw. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nabawasan na yung pagka-worried ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I ate then did my stuff. (bath, fix ng things) Then I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went to Performing arts na&lt;/span&gt;. I was happy. I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; didn't feel down anymore&lt;/span&gt;. After my jazz class, I saw Dave and borrowed the CD of our dance. I went home, freshened up and at the same time, I imported the songs from the CD then saved it na in my itunes. After doing those, I went back to Performing arts na. I waited for my FRIEND. I felt a bit worried about what happened last night. (a bit nalang ha, kasi she didn't commit suicide naman or anything.) Tapos, i saw her. Ayun, i hugged her na and stuff and asked her how was she feeling. She said fine. Ayun, di na ako worried. Til' she said.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Pumasa ako"&lt;/span&gt;. Then I was like, OMG! :(( You're transferring schools na!? :(( Tpos, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I felt really bad na kasi i wont be able to see her in St. Paul. :((&lt;/span&gt; I really am gonna miss her. Kasi naman, even though we don't hang out together at school anymore, the thing is, i won't see her. As in, while walking going to the canteen. I won't be able to hug her and talk to her cause DUH, she won't be around anymore. I really really feel bad! :(( PLUS!! You know what school she's transferring to? AC!! :| Hay. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really really gonna miss her&lt;/span&gt;. Well, actually.. the reason why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm kinda worried and stuff is beacause I don't want people from AC to influence her or something&lt;/span&gt;. I don't want her to change cause I like the way she is right now. It's okay if she gives a twist or if she changes her sense of style. But, i don't want her to change. Emotionally. Sure, i'm influencing her on what shoes she's supposed to wear, or what color matches with whatever but I see to it that her attitude doesn't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm scared that when she studies there, and when I see her in reunions and stuff. She might act differently. Or speak differently.&lt;/span&gt; I don't know. I want the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"down-to-earth"&lt;/span&gt; her. And, I'm gonna miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:| I'm too sad to continue this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-114613431698453863?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/114613431698453863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=114613431698453863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114613431698453863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114613431698453863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-sooo-damn-sad_27.html' title='i am sooo damn sad.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-114613430072513381</id><published>2006-04-27T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T18:38:24.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am sooo damn sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;DAMN.***&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came from Performing Arts. Super, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last night pa ako badtrip&lt;/span&gt;. Kasi, something happened. Basta, it's kinda confidential. It's something about her and her parents and how she hates them being so strict. Anyway, she told me that, and she was acting like she wanted to die na or something. Kaya, I was so worried na. Anyway, Ayun,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i couldn't sleep&lt;/span&gt; nga eh because of that and I had several dreams about her. Sunod-sunod pa. When I woke up, i called her house and checked. Ayun, buhay parin naman. She's sleeping pa daw. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nabawasan na yung pagka-worried ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I ate then did my stuff. (bath, fix ng things) Then I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went to Performing arts na&lt;/span&gt;. I was happy. I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; didn't feel down anymore&lt;/span&gt;. After my jazz class, I saw Dave and borrowed the CD of our dance. I went home, freshened up and at the same time, I imported the songs from the CD then saved it na in my itunes. After doing those, I went back to Performing arts na. I waited for my FRIEND. I felt a bit worried about what happened last night. (a bit nalang ha, kasi she didn't commit suicide naman or anything.) Tapos, i saw her. Ayun, i hugged her na and stuff and asked her how was she feeling. She said fine. Ayun, di na ako worried. Til' she said.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Pumasa ako"&lt;/span&gt;. Then I was like, OMG! :(( You're transferring schools na!? :(( Tpos, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I felt really bad na kasi i wont be able to see her in St. Paul. :((&lt;/span&gt; I really am gonna miss her. Kasi naman, even though we don't hang out together at school anymore, the thing is, i won't see her. As in, while walking going to the canteen. I won't be able to hug her and talk to her cause DUH, she won't be around anymore. I really really feel bad! :(( PLUS!! You know what school she's transferring to? AC!! :| Hay. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really really gonna miss her&lt;/span&gt;. Well, actually.. the reason why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm kinda worried and stuff is beacause I don't want people from AC to influence her or something&lt;/span&gt;. I don't want her to change cause I like the way she is right now. It's okay if she gives a twist or if she changes her sense of style. But, i don't want her to change. Emotionally. Sure, i'm influencing her on what shoes she's supposed to wear, or what color matches with whatever but I see to it that her attitude doesn't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm scared that when she studies there, and when I see her in reunions and stuff. She might act differently. Or speak differently.&lt;/span&gt; I don't know. I want the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"down-to-earth"&lt;/span&gt; her. And, I'm gonna miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:| I'm too sad to continue this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-114613430072513381?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/114613430072513381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=114613430072513381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114613430072513381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114613430072513381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-sooo-damn-sad.html' title='i am sooo damn sad.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-114606361130863228</id><published>2006-04-26T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:00:11.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isabel's place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;TRIP TO ISABEL'S PLACE.***&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;came from Isabel's House&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Saktong One day ako wala dito sa house. ALIW @-) Well, anyway. I slept there. Haha. Duh. This is What happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TUESDAY NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After our hiphop classes, Which was supposed to end at 5.30 ended at 6.00 for the two of us&lt;/span&gt; because w&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e were soundtripping while dancing for the extra 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt; We went out of the studio na because there were old women entering the studio na for their class. (BALLROOM DANCING) Anyway, we went out na and Isabel called tita Shirley up. (Her mom) She asked her maids? (I'm not sure) When luis (her driver) is gonna pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISABEL:&lt;/span&gt; Oh?! Bakit ang tagal ni Luis? Diba sinabi ko na matatapos ako ng 5.30?? Bakit wala pa sya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERSON:&lt;/span&gt; Hay, pinauwi na ng mommy mo si Luis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISABEL: &lt;/span&gt;Whaaatt?!? Then who's gonna pick me up? :-/ /:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERSON:&lt;/span&gt; Ewan ko, mommy mo ata yung susundo kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISABEL:&lt;/span&gt; Then where is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERSON:&lt;/span&gt; Hay, naliligo pa mommy mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISABEL:&lt;/span&gt; Argghhh!! Eh ano gagawin ko dito?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with that tone. It's obvious that Isabel's already &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREAKIN' PISSED&lt;/span&gt;. Well, we had nothing to do. That was her MOM'S decision. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All we had to do was wait for 10 years til' her mom finishes her bath and gets here&lt;/span&gt;. Since my house was super near Performing Arts. I suggested that I will get my stuff first and come back to Performing Arts before her mom finishes her stuff. Isabel agreed so, i left my ipod nalang so that she wont be bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun nga, i&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; ran back home&lt;/span&gt;. Fixed my things and rushed back to Performing Arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel was still sitting there, listening to my ipod. We made kwentuhan nalang to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, Tita Shirley arrived na. We rode the car then biglang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tita Shirley said &lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We're gonna stop by tita Chita's house first."&lt;/span&gt; Eh, tita Chita's house is right beside my house kaya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i went home first. I took a shower, and ate dinner na rin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel called me up and told me that she was bored na and asked me if i wanted to come over at tita's house. I agreed, brought my stuff and rushed to tita's house since there was nothing to do here at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i entered tita's house. I saw--&lt;br /&gt;ANDY (My second cousin and Isabel's first cousin from Bacolod, BTW, she looks like Tal Tantuico.) , tita Eliza, and tita Shirley drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALEX felt like he was drunk&lt;/span&gt;. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing exciting there actually, except for the grown-ups who had the priveledge to drink. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanted nga sana to join them but i doubt that they're gonna let me drink cause my mom's not around. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there was something worthwhile that we could do there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; PICTURE TIME!!&lt;/span&gt; =)) Hehe. Since tita Chita's house is the ancestral house. (that means it's already old) We took "SCARY" pictures. None of them was scary at all. But surely, we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex acted like he was drunk even though he only took a sip of beer&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On our way to San Juan,&lt;/span&gt; he kept screaming (i forgot na what he was saying but i think that it's something like "do not take the name of christ in vain"?? I don't know. Probably something that when you say it out loud while in the car and your window's open and you're holding a SOCK, people would think that.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"hey! Is that a maniac of what? Is he crazy? Or is he in special ed?"&lt;/span&gt; Something like that. WELL anyway, reached our destination. ;)) We used the computer. And hunted. Basta, now is not the right time for you to know what that means. ;)) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yun, YM kami. The usual. &lt;/span&gt;We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ended at around 2.30&lt;/span&gt;. I actually didn't feel like it was already 2.30 til' Abaya told us. I thought it was only around eleven or twelve. Haha! We wanted to watch DVDs panaman sana. :( But sadly, when we entered tita's room, she told us to sleep na. :( So, we slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;woke up at around 9.00&lt;/span&gt;. The aircon was still on, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyone was still asleep so i didn't bother getting up&lt;/span&gt;. I continued sleeping. I woke up at 12.00. Then i thought.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Now's the perfect time to wake up. Better wake Isabel up."&lt;/span&gt; Eh Isabel panaman is a heavy sleeper. Eh, I remember her  saying.. "wake me up when you wake up ha. If i don't wake up, get a wet towel and wipe my face". Ehhh, I was lazy to get up and get a wet towel pa so i touched her face. As if my hand was the wet towel and I used my feet to push her, so that she's wake up na. Well, she did. I got the camera. DAMNIT. She saw me get the cam, so she covered her face with the comforter. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYANG! I wasn't able to take her picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down, and ate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRUNCH&lt;/span&gt;. After that, well, we did the usual. YM and stuff. Then we asked Wena (her maid) to put on nail polish on our nails. Yun, ym lang. Then we went to the attic. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I set up the DVD player and we watched Scary Movie 1 and 2.&lt;/span&gt; ACTUALLY, we weren't able to finish Scary Movie 2 because of the Power Interruption. :| The brown-out only lasted for less than 5 minutes, but we were too lazy to turn on the DVD player na again. so, we went downstairs and we saw Andy. She just arrived from.. here. :| (from tita's house.. which is beside my house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate dinner, then made kwentuhan, then i left na. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already LAZY. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-114606361130863228?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/114606361130863228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=114606361130863228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114606361130863228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114606361130863228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/04/isabels-place.html' title='isabel&apos;s place.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-114562851949778110</id><published>2006-04-21T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:08:39.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zamo's place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ZAMO'S PLACE.***&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta ako at si Isabel sa house ni Zamo kanina. ;)) Kala ko nga, hindi matutuloy kasi medyo. 11 na tulog pa si isabel!! Eh, yun. Kaya pina tawag ko si zamo sa house ni isabel para gisingin na sya. Eh, si Alex yung nakasagot. Kala ni Alex, ako yung tumawag. Kala nya ako yung nagpapagising kay Isabel. :-o Holy mother of.. :-o kaboses ko ba si zamo?! /:) I don't think soo! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, pagdating sa house niya. Nag-chill muna kami. Tapos, kinalikot ko stuffies ni Zamo. Tapos watch ng konting T.V. tapos, wala. Kumain na kami ng lunch. Yellow Cab. Naka-3 slices ako ng Pizza! Woeh. Haha. Super quiet namin while eating. Eh kasi, gutom kami eh. Haha! Tapos nakakaaliw yung chess set sa house ni Zamo. Parang, yung mga Officials ng Pamahalaan. Tapos andun si Erap and GMA. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanood kami ng movies. Haha. First, The Maid. Medyo scary. After nun, "CLUE" naman yung pinanood namin. It's like an Old Movie na 1950's pa ata. Haha! I don't like old movies. :| But watching that was fun. Ang funny kaya! Hahah! After nga rin, The Wig nmn pinanood. Hindi siya scary. Kadiri lang, puro blood. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, nag-dinner kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Gusto ko yung White Meat Part sa chicken&lt;br /&gt;ZAMO: Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;ME: eh.&lt;br /&gt;ZAMO: rosario, ano mas gusto mo? balat or white meat?&lt;br /&gt;ISABEL: BONE!&lt;br /&gt;ME: :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. kasi si isabel, expert kumain ng bone! simot to the bones nga yun. tapos kinain ko yung bone. tapos naaliw si zamo. haha! tapos. ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamad na ako magtype.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-114562851949778110?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/114562851949778110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=114562851949778110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114562851949778110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114562851949778110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/04/zamos-place.html' title='zamo&apos;s place.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-114542299245581814</id><published>2006-04-19T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T13:03:12.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang benta talaga nito.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ANG BENTA TALAGA NITO.***&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walalang, naalala ko lang ito. Kahapon kasi, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pumunta na si Isabel sa dance&lt;/span&gt;. While waiting, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nagparinigan kami ng songs sa ipod&lt;/span&gt;. Siya, meron siyang isang playlist doon, nakasulat.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"OP SONGS"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tinanong ko kung ano yun&lt;/span&gt;. A&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kala ko kasi, OPM&lt;/span&gt; na walang 'm' ung OP songs. Mahilig si Isabel sa Rock music. SO, sabi nya. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OP songs daw, yun ung mga OP na songs like, senti, hiphop. SOO parang ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-114542299245581814?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/114542299245581814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=114542299245581814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114542299245581814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114542299245581814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/04/ang-benta-talaga-nito.html' title='ang benta talaga nito.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-114537011600222656</id><published>2006-04-18T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T13:18:46.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;HOLY WEEK SPECIAL.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osige. Ikekwento ko muna yung nangyare sakin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nung nasa province ako&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAY HANEP&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ang saya.&lt;/span&gt; Ganito kasi yun.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Dapat,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday palang, travel na kami papunta ng Pangasinan&lt;/span&gt;. Kaso nga lang, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tinamad ako.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA! tapos. Kasi, m&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edyo broke kami ngayon!&lt;/span&gt; :(( So parang, ewan. (SUS, kahit naman broke kami hahanap parin ng paraan mom ko para lang makapunta sa beach noh! LOL) Anyway, yun nga. HINDI na nga kami natuloy ng Saturday. Nakakatawa nga eh. Read this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOM&lt;/span&gt;: Ano lara? Punta tayo ng Panga on Saturday? :&gt; TARA!! BEACH TAYO!! HUNDRED ISLANDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME: &lt;/span&gt;Oh? Talaga?? &lt;:-p *party mode* Ang dami nating PERA noh? YIHEEE!!! =)) *tonong nang-aasar*  TAPOS BIGLANG SINAKAL AKO NG NANAY KO. :| &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME:&lt;/span&gt; HA! Hindi mo lang matanggap na wala na tayong Pera! HAHAHA!! Sa 15 ka na ulit magkakapera! Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tss. Grabe yun eh. Sinakal ba naman ako. :)) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hindi kasi niya matanggap na wala kaming Pera.&lt;/span&gt; Pero, huy ha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi totoong sakal yun&lt;/span&gt;. Yung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;biro-birong sakal lang yun&lt;/span&gt;, kasi eh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baka isipin nyo na sadista yung nanay ko&lt;/span&gt;. CHAHAHA!  Ayun nga, 11.00 kami umalis ng Manila. 11.00 pm ng monday, tapos dumating kami sa Pangasinan ng mga 2.30. ayos naman yung Biyahe. HINDI AKO NATULOG. Paano ba naman kasi, sanay akong matulog ng 3am. ;)) Ayun, tinawagan ako ni Marty. Kinukulit ako. Tapos meron isang thing na sinabi niya! :-o Tinanong ko kung ano yun. TAPOS AYAW NIYA SABIHIN! Kaya binabaan ko siya ng Telepono &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Next day, Tuesday na yun diba? Naisipan namin mag-beach! WHOOHOO! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hundred Islands!&lt;/span&gt; Kahit na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feeling ko, na napuntahan ko na ata lahat ng 132 islands doon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;game parin ako&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sino ba naman ang makakatanggi sa Beach noh??&lt;/span&gt; Actually, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hindi ko alam kung sino&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERO ANG ALAM KO. AKO ang hindi makakatanggi!&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha! Anyway, ayun nga. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nag paitim ako&lt;/span&gt;. Actually. Halos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wala nangang iniiba yung color ko eh&lt;/span&gt;. Paano, beach ng beach. ABA, baka naman maging BITCH na ako. Ahaha! Hindi naman. LOKO LANG. ;) Hehe. Nasa multiply nga yung mga pictures eh. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO. Paggising ko, tinanong ko agad mga tao kung saan kaming beach pupunta. Madami na din kasi kaming nandun.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mga Relatives ko, dumating na. :) &lt;/span&gt;Ayun, aba. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nagbihis kaagad ako! swimsuit ko, nasa ilalim ng damit ko&lt;/span&gt;. TAPOS, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.30 ng hapon pa kami umalis ng bahay! ANG LATE NA! Eh 10.30 bihis na ako eh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Game na game na ako mag-swim!&lt;/span&gt; BTW, sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tobuan&lt;/span&gt; kami pumunta. Panget sand doon. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kulay PUTIK&lt;/span&gt;. :| Pero Fine naman. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maganda yung WAVES&lt;/span&gt; doon eh. Ayos, ang lakas. ;)) AYUN. Pagdating namin doon, medyo.. BORING. Kasi, ako lang pati kapatid ko pati pinsan kong bata. Eh kapatid ko pa naman autistic. Tapos yung pinsan ko naman ayaw pumunta dun sa malayong part. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi siya naniniwala sakin&lt;/span&gt;. Shallow lang kasi yun eh. Mga hanggang waist lang. Hinihila ko siya, ayaw naman. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Hindi pala ako kapani-paniwala?) &lt;/span&gt;Haha. Tapos, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dumating na yung Pinsan kong babae na taga St. Paul Makati. Si Sam. &lt;/span&gt;Eh, medyo hindi na siya batang isip. 10 na siya eh. Medyo nauunawaan na nya ako. Tapos, medyo kasundo ko na siya. ;) So ayun, pagdating niya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LINABAS KO KAGAD DIGI KO! WHOOHOO! Picture-Picture!&lt;/span&gt; Ayun, so nag-pose na kami. Alam mo na, yung normal kong ginagawa. Pa-emo emo pa kami na ewan. Anyway, tapos, yung pinsan ko. Aba ewan ko ba, biglang bumenta nalang sakin yung hirit niya. Sabi niya, " Lagay tayo ng Sunblock lotion!" Sabi ko.. "Huh? Ikaw, maglagay ka.." Tapos pinahid niya ung sand sa katawan niya at sinabing.."Eto oh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAND-BLACK lotion&lt;/span&gt;. ehehehehe". Pucha, Ang Lakas ng tawa ko!! Bentang-benta sakin. Kaya kung mapapansin nyo, sa multiply ko, madaming pics doon.. mukha akong gusgusing bata! :)) haha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Si carlo kasi eh, SAND-BLACK lotion daw. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three. Pumunta naman kami ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bolinao&lt;/span&gt;. Alam niyo ba yung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puerto del Sol&lt;/span&gt;? Well, tingin ko konti lang sa inyo may alam nun. ETO NALANG, alam nyo ba yung video ni &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina na "I don't wanna be your friend" ?&lt;/span&gt; Well, sa Puerto del Sol kasi yun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Doon kami pumunta!&lt;/span&gt; Haha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KIDDING. Hindi noh. &lt;/span&gt;Hindi naman kami Overnight mag-sstay doon eh. Kaya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nag-rent lang kami ng cottage malapit doon&lt;/span&gt;. Tapos nag-ihaw kami. Sa Puerto kasi Bawal magdala ng food eh, so ayun. Hehe. :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;White sand&lt;/span&gt; naman doon. Kaso &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hanggang tuhod lang&lt;/span&gt; yung water. Tapos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pagdating sa dulo, biglang bagsak ng mga 20 ft or more.&lt;/span&gt; Di ko lang sure eh. Anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;corals nalang aapakan mo doon&lt;/span&gt;. Basta, nakakataot. Hahaha, pero masaya mag-snorkling doon. LUCKILY, Doon sa shallow part.. may part doon na halos kasing-laki ng jacuzzi, tapos medyo hanggang waist siya, kaya doon nalang kami nag-stay. ;) Hehe. Ang nakakainis lang doon, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;puro weeds&lt;/span&gt;! Hindi yung lumulutang na nakakairita ha. PERO, yung nakatanim pa doon sa sand. So parang habang naglalakad ka, pwede ka ma-off balance kasi medyo slippery. Haha. Eto isa pa, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANG DAMING WEIRD CREATURES DOON!&lt;/span&gt; (okay, i'll change 'weird' to 'odd' kasi may magagalit. hehe. PEACE ZAMO ;)) ) Ayun, may nakita kaming parang leech! Kala namin Leech, kaya nadiri pa ako hawakan. Tapos sabi ng Lolo ni Sam, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sea Cucmber&lt;/span&gt; daw yun. FINE, edi hinawakan ko na. Pero may mali, ang weird ng feeling. Parang bulok na vegetable kasi ang soft ng loob! :)) Hehe, kaya dinala namin sa cottage. Gumagalaw sya!! Parang humihinga or something. Tapos, nakita namin, sa side nun. May butas. Parang humihinga siya dun sa butas na yun. Eh, nagdududa ako! Feeling ko talaga Leech yun. Kaya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kumuha ako ng lighter, sinunog ko&lt;/span&gt;. Kaso namamatay yung apoy kaya Kumuha nalang ako ng stick. Tinusok ko. Eh ayaw! parang ang tigas na ewan. Kaya yun, tinusok ko nalang doon sa butas. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Linusot ko yung stick sa butas!&lt;/span&gt; Pagtanggal ko, wala naman. Kaya tinusok ko ulit. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tinusok ko ng tinusok ng tinusok ng madaming beses.&lt;/span&gt; Yung mga kasama ko, sabi nila, tumigil na daw ako kasi naawa sila. Sabi ko, "Ehh, hindi ako naaawa" kaya yun. tapos. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tumigil na ako. Wala kasi akong napapala eh.&lt;/span&gt; Walang change. Tapos, nakita ko, biglang may lumalabas dun sa opening kung saan ko siya tinusok! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KADIRI! Sinuka niya ung laman-loob niya!&lt;/span&gt; Para niya kasing sinuka yung intestines niya! :-&amp;amp; EEEWWWW!!!! BTW, may pics ako nun sa multiply. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukas na nga DAY 4, 5 and 6! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-114537011600222656?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/114537011600222656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=114537011600222656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114537011600222656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114537011600222656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/04/holy-week.html' title='holy week.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-114434731157400310</id><published>2006-04-07T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T02:15:11.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;SUMMER DANCE WORKSHOP.***&lt;/S&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Medyo lang. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masakit lang naman katawan ko diba&lt;/span&gt;. BIRO MO. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 1/2 hours ako nagsasayaw&lt;/span&gt;! ANAK NG...... Ano ba naman yan. =)) haha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERO AYOS LANG&lt;/span&gt;. Decision ko naman yun eh. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;took hiphop 2(advanced), hiphop BEGINNERS and Jazz 1&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BAKIT nga ba hiphop beginners?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh kasi, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;si rosie ung teacher&lt;/span&gt;. EH &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ASTIG&lt;/span&gt; UN EH! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gusto ko siya magturo&lt;/span&gt;. Kaya, kahit na mag-aaksaya ako ng 2,800php; CGE PARIN, kukunin ko yun.=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang astig nga ni ROSIE eh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kasama siya sa world hiphop team!&lt;/span&gt; woooh! galing talaga nya. Nakakaaliw. Tapos, hay basta. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;EWAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCHEDULE_;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.00: &lt;/span&gt;               nagising ako, nag panic at nataranta at naligo at. EWAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.20:&lt;/span&gt;                arrived at perfroming arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.30-1.00:&lt;/span&gt;      hiphop BEGINNERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.00-2.30:&lt;/span&gt;        jazz 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.30-4.00:&lt;/span&gt;       BREAK! pahinga, kain ng lunch and breakfast! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.00-5.30: &lt;/span&gt;      hiphop 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[nangyare nung hiphip beg.--rosie]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;11.00 na ako nagising&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAPOS CLASS KO 11.30&lt;/span&gt;! haha! Ang laki kong &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Batugan&lt;/span&gt;. =)) yun tuloy, nagpanic ako. NALIGO, inayos yung gamit. TAPOS, tumakbo papuntang performing arts. (walking distance lang naman e.) Haha. Aun, nakita ko si "SEXY" (si sam monse yan) haha. class niya, before ng class ko. (jazz beg. siya.) Haha. grabe talaga. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;akala ko LATE ako&lt;/span&gt;. :| pero yun pala, nauna ako sa iba kong classmates. =)) ay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pesteng schedule ko&lt;/span&gt;. SANA KASI, hapon nalang yung hiphop beg. ko. KASO, pag hapon. SUS! hala na! sunod sunod dance ko! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[nangyare nung JAZZ 1--rosie]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pamatay&lt;/span&gt; yung warm up namin kanina. :| nag sit-ups kami. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUONG SONG sit-ups!&lt;/span&gt; jusko. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ang sakit.&lt;/span&gt; :| &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feeling ko nga, pagtapos na yung summer&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;may abs na ako&lt;/span&gt;. :| mukhang wala siyang balak palampasin ang sit-ups. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang tagal ko na hindi nag t-take ng JAZZ. PAANO KASI, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hindi ko yun kinakarir&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hiphop kinakarir ko e&lt;/span&gt;. kaso, naisipan kong.. SUBUKAN. Grabe Kanina, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SUUPER kabado&lt;/span&gt; ako. Feeling ko kasi hindi na ako marunong sumayaw. NG JAZZ. =)) haha. PERO, nakasurvive naman ako. ;)) buti nalang, useful yung mga natutunan kong "JAZZ" nung grade 3-6 ako. :))=)) haha! haynako. naiinis nga ako eh. JAZZ 1 parin ako. :(( eh ang tagal ko na sa Julie. :| pero buti hindi beginners. =)) ANYWAY. kanina, walang choreography na tinuro. Siguro kasi, madaming mga "trial" students kanina.  Basic stuff lang naman ginawa namin kanina.  EH BASTA, yung warm-up lang yung. ugggh. :))=))  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkalabas ko ng studio, tinanong ko si recie, kung ayos lang.  eto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ui! shit, nakakabahan ako kanina. AYOS LANG BA??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recie: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oonaman, kaso nung nagreready kayo mag- pirouette, nakakatakot itsura mo eh, para kang mag-ttriple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;potek. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAKAKATAKOT DAW ITSURA KO&lt;/span&gt;. ay, tapos, si SEA, sabi nya. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para daw akong naghihiphop. :((&lt;/span&gt; nicocontrol ko nanga movements ko e. :((&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA. :|&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[nangyare nung HIPHOP 2--dave]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto,ang pinaka &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;masaya&lt;/span&gt; sa lahat. KASI, meron akong crush. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(crush dati)&lt;/span&gt; taga lsgh. grandson of Julie Borromeo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUMAMA siya sa hiphop class ko!&lt;/span&gt; WHOOHOO! ang saya. hindi ko inaasahan na sasali siya! WHOOHOO! kami ni ernestine, wala na kaming nasabi. wah. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAKAKAPAGOD YUNG MGA TINURO NI DAVE KANINA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*yeeeyyy! breakdance kami sa tuesday! \:d/ kaso baka nasa province ako nun. :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-114434731157400310?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/114434731157400310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=114434731157400310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114434731157400310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114434731157400310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/04/dance.html' title='dance.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-114433204483251208</id><published>2006-04-06T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:00:44.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WANT A CAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9 months nalang, 16th birthday ko na&lt;/span&gt;. ;)) I WANT TO THROW A PARTY! &lt;:-p Haha. BUT, if my mom's gonna let me choose, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'd rather have a CAR than a sweet 16 party&lt;/span&gt;. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEATWAVE (a party)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valle 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~One of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reasons why i want to have a car&lt;/span&gt; is this. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;looove parties&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT! I can't go&lt;/span&gt;. WHY??! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;--NO TRANSPO-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People here are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAZY&lt;/span&gt; to drive me. :| and it's soooo... ERRRRR. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;, give me a CAR!! :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-114433204483251208?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/114433204483251208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=114433204483251208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114433204483251208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114433204483251208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/04/drive.html' title='drive.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-114432232972088972</id><published>2006-04-06T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:19:27.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dream guyyy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM GUYYY. (a survey pare.)***&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you like his hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uhhh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta normal&lt;/span&gt; tpos &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAPAT hindi parang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bagong gising ung hair&lt;/span&gt;! =)) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What color hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;..? or black? :)) &lt;s&gt;basta wag purple, or pink&lt;br /&gt;or blue. =))&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does he have tattoos and earrings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;earrings--ayos lang(?)&lt;/span&gt; /:) basta, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NO TRACE OF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TATTOOS! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it true that only a real man wears pink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uhhh. i have no idea. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name the 2 most important personality trait he has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SWEET&lt;/span&gt; and uhhhh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUNNY&lt;/span&gt;!! ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bad ass or cautious guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uhhh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cautious na may pagka-bad ass&lt;/span&gt;. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dyed hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-OH NOOOO. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is he athletic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh yeahh. ;)) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SOCCER&lt;/span&gt;!! or basket??! :|:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Likes committed relationships or flings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;committed relationships.&lt;/span&gt; ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does he have to be popular or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-basta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wag LOSER or nerd&lt;/span&gt;. chahaha.=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are your thoughts on buzz cuts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what?!/:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buff or Skinny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uhhh... :-? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NOT SKINNY&lt;/span&gt;!!! uhhh.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;may abs&lt;/span&gt;! :))=))&lt;br /&gt;haha. basta &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wag mukhang payatot na totoy na ewan&lt;/span&gt;. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What color eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-brown.. or black?/:) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BROWN!! :"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Long eye lashes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ayoko, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;magmukha siyang BADING&lt;/span&gt;!=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does he have to dance well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh yeahhh. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plays any instruments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uhhh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit hinde&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nice or Hard to get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-siya nice &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ako hard to get&lt;/span&gt;! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will he sing you mushy love songs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uhhh. ewan, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wag na&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baka matunaw pako&lt;/span&gt;. =)) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How about protect you when danger comes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HE HAS TO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rich or poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RICH&lt;/span&gt;. (dream guy nga eh) or normal. bsta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wag lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;jologs poor&lt;/span&gt;. :| =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smart or Dumb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SMART&lt;/span&gt;! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jock or typical guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;JOCK&lt;/span&gt;! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can he wear makeup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh nooo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wag!&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot or Sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BOTH!!!&lt;/span&gt; OH YEAHHH. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give me the best physical feature you want him to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uhhh. /:) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi payatot!&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh yeahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he doesn’t get along with your friends, would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you still date him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- NO.. or it depends.? pero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;probably not&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let’s say he moved across the country, will you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two stay together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Write love poems to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uhhh. ;)) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EWAN&lt;/span&gt;! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How about give you his lunch when you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;accidentally forgot yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh sure...;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pay for all of the dates or split the bill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uhhhh. pay for all.. pero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;at times dapat spli&lt;/span&gt;t. ;)):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A real gentleman or more laid back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gentleman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abs or no abs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ayos lang pag wala. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PERO PAG MERON.. WHY NOT?!&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If this dream guy breaks your heart, will you two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still be friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uhhh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;EWAN&lt;/span&gt;. :((=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he went out with your best girl friend, would you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still like him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- :|:|:|:|:|:|:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends or guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has a good taste in women’s clothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah! please&lt;/span&gt;. dapat rin may taste rin siya&lt;br /&gt;manamit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only judges you by your looks or on the inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- inside. :))=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are your thoughts on pimps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uhhh. :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you care if he smokes or drinks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SMOKE=NO!!!&lt;/span&gt; but if he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drinks, ayos lang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First day of class, what would be his first move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on you? (as in what will he say to you to flatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ST. PAUL PASIG IS AN EXCLUSIVE GIRL'S SCHOOL.=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do first impressions mean a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-...? ewan e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What would you wear on your first date for this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bahala na. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you mind him checking other girls out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- NO! babasagin ko ulo nya. haha. kidding. eeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MAGAGALIT AKO!&lt;/span&gt; X-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kiss on the first date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- date lang?? hindi pa kami nun?? NO! kahit sa&lt;br /&gt;cheeks ayoko! :)) wala pang guy na nagkikiss sa&lt;br /&gt;cheeks ko! =)) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surfer Boy or Skater Boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SURFER BOY!!!&lt;/span&gt; whoohooo!!! ;)) HOT NUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How should he dress?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- basta hindi siya mukhang ewan. actually, gusto&lt;br /&gt;ko.. PAG &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MARUNONG PUMILI NG CLOTHES&lt;/span&gt;! tpos dpt,&lt;br /&gt;branded!:))=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How romantic do you want him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SOOO ROMANTIC. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If this was the "one" where would you want him to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;propose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SA BEACH!&lt;/span&gt; tapos may table.. blah blah.. tpos..&lt;br /&gt;wahhh!!! :"&gt; haha! basta sa beach. ;)) [ang arte&lt;br /&gt;pala ]=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-114432232972088972?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/114432232972088972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=114432232972088972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114432232972088972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114432232972088972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/04/dream-guyyy.html' title='dream guyyy.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-114028374126139168</id><published>2006-02-19T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T00:50:56.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woaeh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;sari-saring KWENTO.***&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after days of katamaran. i finally decided to open my blog and create a new post so that i could update people of what has happened to me recently. anyway. FIRST: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im not allowed to go online&lt;/span&gt; during weekdays. wah. :(( is my mom trying to kill me.?! i might die.!!! haha. eah i know, i'm exaggerating. :I haha. who cares?! :P beh. hehe. anyway, i just came from megamall. my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;mom bought 2 pairs of bikinis from speedo&lt;/span&gt;. daya. she told asked me kanina if i wanted rin. kaso, wala magandang design e! :(( kaya, i brought her to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surf world&lt;/span&gt;. pagdating dun, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i saw the perfect pair!!&lt;/span&gt; tenenenen. kaso nga lang, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black and blue lang ung available colors!&lt;/span&gt; eh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gusto ko white or pink&lt;/span&gt;. =(( sadness. huhuhu. pero ok lang, kasi right after that, we went to cyberzone and we bought a new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.2 megapixel casio exilim digicam&lt;/span&gt;. kaso nga lang, d ko 3p ung digixam nmn. nakakapalan ako! :I gusto ko kasi thing lang eh! ung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exilim card na 6.0 megapixels tpos may color orange din un!!&lt;/span&gt; tpos may usb cradle na. un talaga trip ko! eh mum ko. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sbi nya silver daw&lt;/span&gt;. ang boring!!! yoko ng silver!! :(( &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gusto ko colored digicam&lt;/span&gt;! [-( ang arte ko pero. eh un e. kaya bibili nalang ako ng pink or orange na case for my digicam. haha! anyway. uh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un lang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hindi pa pala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super saya!! kasi, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyday na ung silay ko. :&gt; :"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; suuuper! wah. ang bait talaga ni &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks GOD ;P&lt;/span&gt; wehehe. grabe! tpos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nung valentines day, gnreet nyako&lt;/span&gt;. oo na. ang shallow. :I pero. sori na. =)) wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;speaking of valentine's day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was going on smoothly.. and most of all, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was perfect!&lt;/span&gt; me and my crush weren't together. --- didn't give me anything, a gift or whatever, but i was soo happy because i saw her, --- said hi. and --- basta. =)) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day was also our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;class picture day!&lt;/span&gt; woooh. how exciting :I hehe. anyway, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right after the class picture&lt;/span&gt;, 2.30 in the afternoon, all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PFC members&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;were requested to go to the mere maria hall for the talk&lt;/span&gt;. (we were excused). anyway, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;talk ended at about 4.15?&lt;/span&gt; soo.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me and tiara immediately rushed to our classrooms to get our bags&lt;/span&gt;. there weren't any problems with me getting my stuff but TIARA. her room was already locked. anyway, aun nga. we had to look for sabmac. after about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 times of running back and forth (hs-gs)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we saw sab... tiara got her stuff na inside the room. tpos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shitneesssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiwanan kme ng bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;badtrip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun, l&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;umabas kme ng school&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAPOS WALANG CAB!!&lt;/span&gt; linakad nmn ung &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;metrowalk&lt;/span&gt;. nag &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;starbucks&lt;/span&gt; kme. tpos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may mga bitch na povedans na nakatingin&lt;/span&gt;! inirapan ko nga. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHE&lt;/span&gt;. tpos. aun. bumili kme. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;peechoor peechoor&lt;/span&gt; tpos.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may cab na. umuwi na kme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 hour kme sa cab!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quarter to 7&lt;/span&gt; nako nakadating ng house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tpos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ung lolo ko na malicioso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ba nmn nya na may &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kasama akong tibo&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;hay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ewan ko skanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahala xa sa buhay nya. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;un lang. bye =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-114028374126139168?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/114028374126139168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=114028374126139168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114028374126139168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/114028374126139168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/02/woaeh.html' title='woaeh.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113898331100795207</id><published>2006-02-03T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:38:48.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;KWENTONG KUTSERO***&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woeh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tagal ko na talaga d naguupdate&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nabubulok na ata ung blog ko&lt;/span&gt;. nyahahaha. anyway. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la kaming pasok!&lt;/span&gt; weee. pero may sat classes next week. peero ok lang.:D after nga nun&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bka pumunta kme nila cleo sa gale. ;)&lt;/span&gt; hehe. :P ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sayaaa ng week ko pramis&lt;/span&gt;. :)) hayy. may &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new friends nga kme ni kuchara&lt;/span&gt; eh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ung friends ni ate nissy pati si misa&lt;/span&gt;. hehe. inayos ko ung profile ni misa! tgnan nyo. haha! wahaha. tpos si nissy sbi nya ayusin ko din ung kanya. sbi din ni claire. parang ako. ocge ba. basta lalagat ko layout made by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(c)lalalalaraaaCRUZ;)&lt;/span&gt; that's my signature thingy. :)) hehe. :P aun. lalang. i just came from galleria. haha.. aun. naubos pera ko. :(( poor nako. weh gusto pa. haha. hay nako. natatagalog ako. dko feel magenglish. TODAY. =)) haha! pero baka mamaya maya pagtagal baka mag taglish ako. anyway. WHO CARES?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun. anyway. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;galing nga ako ng gale&lt;/span&gt;. nag &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arcade kme&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIR HOKEY! WEEE!&lt;/span&gt; ang saya :)) haha! tpos. aun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nakita nmn si kebs&lt;/span&gt;. tpos after nun nasa starbucks kme &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kasama ka-mu ng bessie ko&lt;/span&gt;. tpos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nakita nmn si monzones&lt;/span&gt;. haha. aun. ang saya. kanina. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;na-pg mode nga ak&lt;/span&gt;o e. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;andami kong kinain sa mcdo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sobra na talaga si mata&lt;/span&gt;. mejo. nakakainis xa. hay! MEJO ba?! d ah. sobra, kakainis, pano. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;umiral bgla ung kalandian&lt;/span&gt;. ganun pala xa, hayyy buhay. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wag nanga kong pagusapan si mata :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina nga pala &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nakita ko si fish escolin sa galle&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bessie ko xanung gr5&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nahyper nga kme&lt;/span&gt; eh. pinagusapan nmn si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bituka&lt;/span&gt; (secret na namin kung cno si bituka ;P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy. buong week. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la na akong ginawa kunde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sumilay&lt;/span&gt;. grabeeee. s&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ilay nalang ako forever&lt;/span&gt;. waaah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ang saya sumilay&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masaya din magonline&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETO PA PALA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d kopa nakkwento ung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ang saya nung bday koo&lt;/span&gt;. :P todo! grabe. ganto un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pagdating ko sa school&lt;/span&gt;, sinalubong ako ni &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;floriane, vianca, cathy at rinna&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tumakbo sila palapit sken&lt;/span&gt; tpos nag hapi bday sila! *touched* anyway. aun. naglakad kme. ppumunta kme sa baba kasi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bumili kme ng roses&lt;/span&gt;.. aun tpos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;binilan nila ako :) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink and orange!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; :&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha! ang saya! :D aun.. tpos.. umakyat kme..&lt;br /&gt;pag akyat ko naman.. si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zamo and olen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kinantahan nila ako ng hapi bday with matching kahon and gitara. :))&lt;/span&gt; haha! saya! tpos. lumabas ako sa corridor. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pagdungaw ko sa window,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may nakita akong kanais nais&lt;/span&gt;! natuwa ako! :)) pinakita ko kay miriam at lesley;P tpos. nagstay akos aloob ng room. tpos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sbi ni miriam sken..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"lara, aalis kaba? wag kang aalis ha! jan ka lang!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nagstay lang ako dun sa may door&lt;/span&gt; nakaupo ako parang bata tapos kausap ko si olen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bglang baaaam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pumasok si miriam&lt;/span&gt; at cnabing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"surprise!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bam! may nakita akong kanais-nais :"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grabe! abaaaa. natuwa nalang ako sa bday gift nya sken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun.&lt;br /&gt;tpos nung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kumakain na kme&lt;/span&gt;... (tcher's day) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bglang dumating mum ko tpos may dala xang cake at pancit something na masarap :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;next time ko nalang kwento ung night before my bday. ang sad nung story nun:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113898331100795207?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113898331100795207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113898331100795207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113898331100795207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113898331100795207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/02/lalang.html' title='lalang.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113790650578471972</id><published>2006-01-22T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:24:03.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spcp fair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;HIMIGSIKAN FAIR***&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sunday fair sucks&lt;/span&gt;. pero. owell. okay lang yun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at least im not stuck at home&lt;/span&gt;. haha. anyway. imma give you a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quick recap&lt;/span&gt; of what happened to me recently. let's start with friday. friday fair was quite a bore. we got a henna tatoo. at the back. near the butt. haha! kaso nga lang. it smudged! errr! tpos un nga. nung lunch time. we went at the red tiles. we had a quick run through of the dance. eto. malala. i was wearing white bermuda shorts. we did the splits. kaya un! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;naging red ung dati kong white na shorts&lt;/span&gt;. errr. the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day was boring&lt;/span&gt;. thanks to the hot sun! : errr. but when the night came. (variety show) i had fun.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i didn't actually watch the variety show&lt;/span&gt;. (even though i had a ticket). me, olen(olen left early), and claire plus tim rice, kebs, pao buenaventura and chino(?) we hung out. tpos sila &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pao treated us pizza&lt;/span&gt;. i only ate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one slice cause i wasn't that hungry.&lt;/span&gt; aun. we walked..and talked(??) haha! and laughed. and danced. (pao kasi eh.) aun. we had a great time :P kaso syempre. the day still had to end(darn!) kasi we obviously had to go home : aun. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i arrived sp, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i checked the attendance&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i was late&lt;/span&gt;. =)) to think that im the class beadle. haha! i didn't actually check the attendance. my adviser did:P we hung out at the gazebo. :)) then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was laughing hysterically&lt;/span&gt;. (kilig kasi eh). hay basta. we were trippn. tpos. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my adviser pala!!! she knows about my past!&lt;/span&gt; WAH!!! the thingy. thingy. thingy that is happening to me. AGAIN! pero it's fun naman eh kaya ok lang, woohoo!!=)) that person knows about it naman eh kaya i won't care. =)) even though *toot* gets to read this. =)) basta. aun. continue.. aun. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;call time&lt;/span&gt;. we did our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make up.. dressed up...tpos..un..we performed na&lt;/span&gt;. nung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;work the crowd part.&lt;/span&gt; may &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;isang cheerleader na naghigh kick&lt;/span&gt; at sinabing "GO ST PAUL"&lt;br /&gt;aba. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nasapak nya ako sa mukha&lt;/span&gt;!! ang sakit! errr! nung nag &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;toe touch&lt;/span&gt; naman ako, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nagkamali ako ng landing!&lt;/span&gt; haha! pero un lang nmn mistake ko kaya ok lang:P hehehe. aun. after nun hyper na ako. tpos. pumunta yfc friends ko. tpos i hung out whith them for a while. aun.. i was looking for toot nga. tpos. biglang . hay basta nas cr kme nun. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nag iinarte ako kasi d nako natutuwa sa mga nanyayare&lt;/span&gt;. aun. sbi ko &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"gusto ko makita si -----(dapat sasabhin ko na ung name) toot*"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---BAAAM!!!&lt;/span&gt; biglang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nagpakita sakin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD HEARD MY PRAYER!&lt;/span&gt; =)) haha! aun. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naghyper kme ni mon after nun&lt;/span&gt;. tpos. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;inaasar nmn si iggy at si angela&lt;/span&gt;. tpos un. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tambay kme wd LSM&lt;/span&gt; (lacking sa mind) sila ian, austin and donald un.. tpos..rineregaluhan ako ng pamaypay. dko tinanggap=)) haha. ang haba ng mga pangyayare. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lazy naako magkwento un lang cge bye.=))&lt;/span&gt; next time na ung day3.=))=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113790650578471972?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113790650578471972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113790650578471972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113790650578471972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113790650578471972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/01/spcp-fair.html' title='spcp fair.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113764646860984088</id><published>2006-01-19T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:03:29.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hindi ko alam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ROTONDA BEBEH.***&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeyyy. woah. blog na ulit. haha. ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tagal ko na hindi nagoonline&lt;/span&gt;. pansinin nyo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sawa na ako mag english&lt;/span&gt;. haha. belat. :P haha. hayy. grabe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pumasa ako sa jvc cheering chuva&lt;/span&gt;. yeyy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;d ko ineexpect un&lt;/span&gt;. haha. pero. anyway. masaya. kahapon nag patintero kme. haha! walalang:). last week kaya. nung practices. woah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sobrang sakit ng buong katawan ko&lt;/span&gt;. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks to bengay;) nakayanan kom sumayaw&lt;/span&gt;. haha! aun. eeh. nung una kaya. feel ko d ko makakayanan ung sakit: hay grabe. :-o&lt;br /&gt;haha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fair na bukas&lt;/span&gt;! yey! haha! natutuwa ako. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRESH FOOD!!!&lt;/span&gt; wewewe=)) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nasa pauline rotonda ako&lt;/span&gt;. haha! first time ko dito. wahaha! nakakaaliw=)) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ang saya. ang lamig. :))&lt;/span&gt; haha. aun. cge. para lang may bago akong post =)) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cge na babay na=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113764646860984088?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113764646860984088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113764646860984088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113764646860984088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113764646860984088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2006/01/hindi-ko-alam.html' title='hindi ko alam'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860932.post-113592209613612199</id><published>2005-12-30T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:07:16.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year's resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION***&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since tommorow is already new year's eve, i might as well make a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new year's resolution&lt;/span&gt;. i don't exactly follow these stuff but, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for the record, im'ma make one&lt;/span&gt;. haha. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. i will try my best to spend my money wisely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. i will try my best to study hard. ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. i will try my best to ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can't think of anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy. i love the song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just the girl by the click 5&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wooh, LSS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;haha=)) bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113592209613612199?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113592209613612199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113592209613612199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113592209613612199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113592209613612199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-years-resolution.html' title='new year&apos;s resolution'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113584661721405948</id><published>2005-12-29T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:56:57.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revenge of the ipis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;revenge of the IPIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck ipis. =)) im scared of cockroaches, but, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i became a HERO yesterday&lt;/span&gt;. tendededen. this is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tahnee's bday celebration at galleria, we headed straight to mikha's house. my mom was gonna pick me up at her place. anyway. we chatted, and stuff. we also ate boy bawang. yeah, i know, it gives bad breath but i was gonna go home afterwards that's why i didn't care much. we were talking about. the size of. *ehem* =)) and we were arguing what the normal size really is. an then, BASTA. we went upstairs and turned on the computer. i was the one seated and the rest of the girls were behind me standing (vera, tahnee, mikha). then suddenly, vera screamed. (im not sure if it was vera, tahnee or mikha.) all i remember is, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;one of them screamed "IPIS".&lt;/span&gt; the three of them ran. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i was left behind. i didn't care much as long as the ipis does not fly.&lt;/span&gt; the 3 girls went back and joined me in my "acting brave towards the ipis scene". &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;vera said.. "wala akong paki basta wag lang lumipad ung ipis". then, the ipis flew.=)) haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was funny because right after vera said that, the was the time when the ipis flew. =)) LOL. i ran towards ivan's room. (ivan-- mikha's lil' brother). they suggested that someone should kill the ipis so that we could use the computer already. i volunteered. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(tenenenen. -this is my moment :P)&lt;/span&gt; i went near the ipis. (the ipis was on the wall btw. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i tried to kill it but, i couldn't.&lt;/span&gt; i didn't kill it because it looks like it was ready to fly ANYTIME. =)) i went back to the girls and told them that i couldn't kill it. right after saying that, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i went back to the computer, (where the ipis is) and tried killing it. BAM!!! --- isang palo lang solve na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tendededen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"I KILLED THE IPIS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to the computer, and.. uh. used the computer. =)) mikha was gonna show them something eh. basta. anyway, my mom called and she said that she was on her way. DAMN! i didn't wanna go home yet! argh! then again.. the unexpected happened. we thought that no ipis will show up, after me killing the huge flying ipis. BUT NO. there was another ipis, at the side of the stairs. they asked me again to kill it. i said yes and i got mikha's &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"mahiwagang pampatay ng ipis"&lt;/span&gt;. (those were her slippers btw.) i got it, then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the second time in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;VICTORY WAS MINE! &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i killed the second ipis. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom arrived, i said goodbye to them already and.. LEFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home, i turned on the pc and opened my ym. i fixed my blog then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BUZZ"&lt;br /&gt;tahnee im'ed me. she said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:47:56 PM):&lt;/span&gt; ui.. lara lam mu ba knina nung wala kna sa haus.. sobra na tlga yung cocroach attack!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:48:01 PM):&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:48:03 PM):&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:48:05 PM):&lt;/span&gt; hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:48:07 PM):&lt;/span&gt; :)):)):))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:49:13 PM):&lt;/span&gt; tas na dead end slash stranded pa c mikha.. xe sa taas nia yung ipis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:49:41 PM):&lt;/span&gt; nasipa tuloy ni mikha yung glass ang bowl ng boy bawang nten... basag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:50:00 PM):&lt;/span&gt; and*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:50:07 PM):&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:50:11 PM):&lt;/span&gt; tpos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:50:12 PM):&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:50:24 PM):&lt;/span&gt; know wuts funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:50:37 PM):&lt;/span&gt; nung pumunta kme sa bahay ni vera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:51:08 PM):&lt;/span&gt; biglang mei ngappear na ipis which usually wla nman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:51:16 PM):&lt;/span&gt; sa pader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:51:24 PM):&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:51:26 PM):&lt;/span&gt; hahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:52:42 PM):&lt;/span&gt; yung pinaka freaky pa don.. paguwi ko sa bahay.. paghugas ko ng muka ... Shet!! flying ipis..e wla nman lumilipad na ipis sa bahay usually crawl lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:52:51 PM):&lt;/span&gt; 2 pa yun.. take note!! one afte another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:54:49 PM):&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:54:52 PM):&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:55:23 PM):&lt;/span&gt; revenj of the ipis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:55:29 PM):&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:55:39 PM):&lt;/span&gt; :)):))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:55:42 PM):&lt;/span&gt; kasalanan ko,,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:55:49 PM):&lt;/span&gt; pinatay ko ung ka-maganak nila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:55:50 PM):&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:56:51 PM):&lt;/span&gt; hahah.. feeling ko nga relatives ng mga ipis ni mikha yung mga ipis d2 sa bahay.. tumawag tas nagsumbong .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:56:52 PM):&lt;/span&gt; hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:57:51 PM):&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:57:55 PM):&lt;/span&gt; ako din e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:57:56 PM):&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:58:05 PM):&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:58:08 PM):&lt;/span&gt; im'ma write bout that later:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:58:10 PM):&lt;/span&gt; sa blog:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:58:32 PM):&lt;/span&gt; hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:58:42 PM):&lt;/span&gt; revenge of the ipis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:58:43 PM):&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:58:45 PM):&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:58:45 PM):&lt;/span&gt; kadiriii noh!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:59:02 PM):&lt;/span&gt; hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:59:03 PM):&lt;/span&gt; oo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:59:04 PM):&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (3:59:19 PM):&lt;/span&gt; creepy talaga last nga mei ipis na lumipad d2 tagal na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lalalalaraaa (3:59:25 PM):&lt;/span&gt; hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (4:00:03 PM):&lt;/span&gt; sabi nga ng mom ni vera baka daw dinala namin nila mikha yung ipis sa haus nila vera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tahnee_14 (4:00:09 PM):&lt;/span&gt; hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny noh? =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;turns out, i wasn't a hero. because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MADE THE SITUATION WORSE.=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113584661721405948?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113584661721405948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113584661721405948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113584661721405948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113584661721405948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2005/12/revenge-of-ipis.html' title='revenge of the ipis.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113578265367223229</id><published>2005-12-28T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T23:10:53.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tahnee's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TIRED. :I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1. me &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(prospecter. puta.=)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2. mikha gozum &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(beast-friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3. tahnee dy &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(birthday gurl &lt;:-P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4. vera kalingsangan &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(vain buddy :&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5. agy nugid &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(kalaban sa racing. =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6. tin valmores &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(ate.=)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;7. arvin geronimo &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(palagi ko sinasapak &gt;:) bwahahahaa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;8. tyrone see &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(giordano boy. galante. linibre ako &lt;:-P, feel ko tuloy bday ko.=)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;9. vince camba &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(prospect boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;10.zach avery &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(japoy. wahaha. =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;11.chad someone &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(d kme close. pero may ipod xa :&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;12.arkhe de leon &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(wahaha. LAUREN!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;13.lauren parma &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(ang cute nyo ni ARKHE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;14.si edward. :I &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(tito edward! wahahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;15.ung isa pa. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(unknown #1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;16.ung pangalawa pa. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(unknown #2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i was with these guys the WHOLE DAY. yeah men. we had a great time actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;=)) i kept on &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;spanking arvin.=))&lt;/span&gt; it's his fault, he kept on teasing me. :I haha! anyway. today is tahnee's birthday celeb. :) (okay. good thing i already got it right. at first, i thought that her birthday's today. lol) we went to the arcade. and i got addicted with the racing car thing. kaso we had to leave.&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;vanity session a while ago! me and the girls.&lt;/span&gt; we were taking pics while walking to the studion thang. haha. i have about 50 plus pictures in my cellphone. while in the arcade, we played the picture thingy game. it's like spot the difference. all of us girls plus arkhe and arvin were in front of the game machine (whatever you call that;)). our highest score was only 150,000. the score we had to beat was 500,000! woah! and his name is..'sori ka nalang'. haha! we had background music nga while playing the spot the diff. because chad, tyrone, arvin, arkhe? and the other guys were playing the mix thing blah. i dont know what you call that game. it's like dance revo except, your gonna play with the dj turntable thing. haha! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we went to the studio. KAMERAWORLD! hehe. :) the pics were nice, funny.;) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;good thing, everyone of us has a copy na. UNLIKE BEFORE. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(arvin read this)&lt;/span&gt; arvin always volunteers kasi that he'd recopy our pics. but NO. he does not. i still dont have a copy of the galle gimmick pic last may. :I ha. anyway. who cares. atleast i have this pic na.:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;afterwards, we went to the moviehouse. we watched shake rattle and roll. TYRONE TREATED ME &lt;:-P. i felt like it was my birthday=)). wahahaha. i dd'nt spend that much. thanks to him. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(TYRONE, if your reading this.. THANKS SA LIBRE! :&gt;) hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the movie wasn't that much good. compared to the past shake rattle and roll movies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;those were really scary :-SS. compared to this. it has a touch of comedy. of course. the movie starred ai ai de las alas. =)) haha. un nga. it was funny, it wasn't scary. it only had suspense. and we, este tyrone payed 131 php. (he treated me right?) haha. he payed 131 php. for a movie that will eventually have a fake dvd copy worth 60 bucks at quiapo or kalentong, and the whole tropa can just watch it at vera's place. :) ;) hehe. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;this is the summary of what happened a while a go. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;we had a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i'm gonna miss my yfc friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;until our next gala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i hope that they'd go to my birthday. :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;if ever i host a galleria thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113578265367223229?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113578265367223229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113578265367223229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113578265367223229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113578265367223229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2005/12/tahnees-birthday.html' title='tahnee&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113570974917911906</id><published>2005-12-28T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T02:55:49.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't sleep. INSOMNIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hay. i can't sleep. sobra, i'm going somewhere pa naman tommorow. yikes! nakoo. anyway. me and my other yfc friends are going to galleria! yey. hehe. and afterwards, i MIGHT join millie and jiggy and jiggy's friends ( i dont know them actually) im'ma join them at pier one. haha. kaso nga lang. i don't know jiggy's friends. pano ba yan? :-/ millie's coming if i am. i'm millie's only hope. haha! i wish my mom will allow me. she's gonna think about it first eh. anyway. i don't know what to wear. that's my problem. eh i don't wanna bring loads of stuff. shheeesh. im gonna look stupid. grar! i really dont know what to wear. me and my yfc friends are gonna go arcading and maybe watch a movie. how's that? i can't wear party clothes while arcading! =)) LOL. hmmm. :-? im thinking. oh sh**!! i dont know what to wear! i have NO IDEA! i wanna wear heels. but, i'm still gonna hang out at galleria before going to the party. i wanna wear a party top. kaso, i dont know! :( hayyy. i don't wanna bring anything nga eh. rar. my mom has a date tommorow. mom-date.. wtf?! anyway. i dont care. kasi, that guys is an old public official. uh. actually, he's the father of a famous (woman) senator. the funny part is, he's older than my grandfather. my mom is actually dating a guy who is older than her father. how funny is that?! =)) i dont care actually, how many times they go out.. kasi.. my mom hates him. uh. she doesn't actually HATE him. pero, she's kinda sick of him and she's only giving the old man a chance. haha!=)) he gives me money nga eh. cool. =)) anyway.. where was i? uh yah.. what am i gonna wear tommorow?? ugh. :(( what nga kaya? hmmm. :-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;bsta. hayy. im gonna use my pinkish/reddish mango bag. and, pants, not sure which one. and.. heels? which one? im not yet sure, basta im gonna wear heels. (dont worry, im used to it) and.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;im not yet sure which top im gonna wear tommorow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i better search for one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;im gonna rummage through my stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i gotta go. bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113570974917911906?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113570974917911906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113570974917911906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113570974917911906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113570974917911906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-cant-sleep-insomnia.html' title='i can&apos;t sleep. INSOMNIA'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113557822415475636</id><published>2005-12-26T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T14:23:44.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addiction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;woah. it's already 2pm. haha! i just woke up=)) islept kasi at 6am. :I haha! i logged off at about 4 and slept at 6 kasi i watched dvd's pa.:I haha! i wonder how im gonna get myself to sleep early. hmmm. *thinking* ugh! i dont know! i am very much addicted with this! rar. :I anyway. what's DOTA anyway? is it also addictive? like the internet? hmmm.. kasi i know some people who are very much addicted with DOTA. what's with it anyway? according to my friend, it's something about trying to destroy a place blah blah. uh. i dont get the whole point. :I according nmn to my other friend.. it's just a waste of time and miney. :I haha! whatever! bsta, i won't TRY DOTA. uh. i also have no idea if i'd be addicted with it but, just to play safe. I WONT TRY IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113557822415475636?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113557822415475636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113557822415475636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113557822415475636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113557822415475636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2005/12/addiction.html' title='addiction.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113552620271725156</id><published>2005-12-25T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:17:10.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today. ? =)) dec 25 rin.:&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;woah! i went to the mall a while ago. and i bought a new skirt from people are people! with matching shoes! all i need i a new top. hayy. when i get back to the mall, i'm gonna buy the "i rock manila" top from bayo. tapos. im gonna taka my pic wearing the shirt! oh dba! tpos im gonna fix my layout sa blog.. and im gonna put the picture as my heading picture blah blah. haha! niceee. :&gt; im gonna erase the marquee thing na. kasi someone.. mysteriously 'tagged' on my tagboard saying that the marquee thing's nakakahilo daw. why does she care anyway?! it's as if this is her blog. :I errr. haha! anyway. i saw another skirt kanina!! ganda ung skirt! kaso. my mom didn't want to buy it for me because it's too short DAW. masisilipan na daw ako. HINDI KAYA! the skirt's the same length as my other skirt from people rin! the pink and black plaid skirt! i looove theat so much! i wasn't able to include it in the marquee thing though, because.. when i edited the hue and saturation. it didn't look like a skirt. it looked like a tablecloth.=)) wahahahaha!!! table cloth?! weh! haha! anyway&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i got lost kanina sa grocery. pero. i found my mommy rin=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;thank you LORD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yun lang. bye.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113552620271725156?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113552620271725156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113552620271725156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113552620271725156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113552620271725156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-dec-25-rin.html' title='today. ? =)) dec 25 rin.:&gt;'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113549763297941843</id><published>2005-12-25T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T16:32:36.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;heyy. huwalalang... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c155/lalalalaraaa/worstdayever.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c155/lalalalaraaa/badtrip.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh well. TOWEL. i'm stuck at home this christmas. kaya i'm online. :I errr. :(( sadness. kasi. i wanna hang out somewhere. i dont know where. basta. somewhere. as long as im not stuck here at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;uh. story time nalang tayo. so that i won't remember the sad stuff. haha. i wanna party! sobra! mon farinas invited me nga kanina if i wanted to go with her to nina's house. kasi kapitbahay ni nina si *****., monique's crush. =)) haha! me and monique, WE LOVE TO PARTY! for us. it doesn't matter if it's only the two of us who're going out at night. it also doesn't matter if we're a lot. as long as the people who're with us are not k.j. KJ--killjoy. uh. yes. killjoy. :I grabe.. i am sooo excited. i wanna go out na talaga. greenbelt sana! i asked donna kasi. (donna is my classmate sa dance.:&gt;) hehe. anyway. i asked her. tapos. she suggested greenbelt and the fort. eeh.. the fort's too far. uh. not THAT far but i dont know how to go there, pero sa greenbelt. WELL...:&gt; according to donna. cool daw sa absynth. (im not sure with the spelling but..anyway..) i asked her if it's okay sa eastwood. she said.. "panget na ung crowd dun". well.. me and monique have no plans on mixing with.. uh. gets? =)) lol. bsta. sa greenbelt nalang para walang away. :&gt; i think jackie's also coming with us kasi she wants to party too!!! well.. everyone's invited so..what the hell. :)) haha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lalang. that's it. im feeling better. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113549763297941843?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113549763297941843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113549763297941843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113549763297941843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113549763297941843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-christmas.html' title='it&apos;s christmas.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113536535023490804</id><published>2005-12-24T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T03:15:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SANTA CLAUS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;believe it or not. my mom still plays santa claus with me. : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i knew that my mom was santa claus when i was in grade 3. (duh. im not stupid.:) anyway. i didn't tell her that i knew about the santa thing because i still wanted to recieve presents from "SANTA". =)) haha! BUT SADLY, she confessed to me that she's santa claus when i was in grade 6. read on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MOM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do you still want presents from santa claus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; uh. tell santa i wan cash for christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOM:&lt;/strong&gt; *laughing*  i am santa claus. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; what?!?! why did you tell me?! the reason why i didn't tell you that i knew about it is because i still wanted to recieve gifts from YOU + SANTA CLAUS!!!! :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;she was laughing and i was crying. uh, i wasn't exactly crying, but.. i was whining. like a baby. kasi i still wanted to recieve gifts.:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i told her to give me santa gifts parin that's why until now, she plays santa claus with me.=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;aun. un lang. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;im sleepy na. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&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/18860932-113536535023490804?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113536535023490804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113536535023490804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113536535023490804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113536535023490804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2005/12/santa-claus.html' title=''/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113531245493576010</id><published>2005-12-23T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T12:34:14.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days til xmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 days til christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha. i can't believe it's nearly christmas. =)) kaso, im gonna have a sad and boring christmas because isabel's not around.:(( she's gonna celebrate christmas, new year, MY BIRTHDAY![-( and maybe also valentines day in the states. this sucks. i wont be able to hane with her during the fair, my birthday, christmas and new year! events will be soo boring without her. because she's the only one i get to talk to during boring family reunions and stuff. actually, she isn't the only one.. i also get to talk to my tita, but, im still gonna miss her. : :(( tapos alex wont be around because obviously, he's also in america with isabel (duh lara, alex and isabel are brothers. :) well, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's 12.00 but my pc's not connected to the internet that's why im gonna copy paste this entry later. LATER WHEN NO ONE'S HOME TO BUG ME! &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tsss. i woke up at about 11.15. i slept at 3am. how many hours of sleep did i get? uhhh. 4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11. i got 8 hours of sleep. the exact amount of sleep a teenager  should get. i had no plans on waking up at 11am! : i was supposed to wake up at about 1am to get back all the sleep that i need BUT NO!!! my lolo woke me up! because of the stupid cooking oil. if yesterday, they woke me up because they wanted me to take lunch, NOW, they woke me up because they needed the damn cooking oil to COOK lunch. errr. why don't they get it themselves?! im pissed. *8- it happened like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was still in dreamland, dreaming about how life could be if i had wifi or DSL instead of dial-up. : (this is how i'm addicted with the internet, i bring the addiction with me even in my sleep) anyway, un nga, i was dreaming... i was having a great time! i felt extreme joy and POWER. YEAH! POWER! i felt the speed of browsing from one page to another without waiting for 60 seconds or more. : i was having a great time! hell yeah! plus, my housemates here didn't give a shit with what i was doing. that was the BEST DREAM EVER. ay. not really the best dream but...one of my best dreams ever. then suddenly, i heard a voice. A VOICE SOO IRRITATING, THE  HUMAN EAR COULD NOT TAKE. THE IMPACT OF HIS VOICE SOMETIMES crushes my little heart. :( =(( anyway, i heard my lolo's voice. i woke up. followed his order then gave him the stupid cooking oil. he was not contented! he told me to go to the kitchen, and give it to my lola. ERRRRR!!!! he ruined my beauty sleep. curse him.: doesn't he know how much it sucks whenever you have to walk all the way to the other end of the house. TAKE NOTE: you're walking as if you're sleepwalking. YES. sleepwalking. i was that SLEEPY. thanks to him i'm awake right now. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and now, he's forcing me to eat! [-( i'm gonna eat when i FEEL like it. as of now, i don't feel like eating that's why i won't eat. what he did kanina was SOOO INHUMANE. :(( :(( :(( wait til my mom hears this story. : i bet she's gonna get mad at me again. :(( thanks to my lolo. MY LOLO'S TRYING TO BRAINWASH MY MOM. :(( my mom's all i've got left and now he's trying to take her from me. :(( seee, i don't have a dad. maybe i have a dad. actually, i do have a father. BUT THEY'RE SEPARATED and i live with my mom.. this is the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when i was seven, my mom and dad started fighting and getting on each others nerves. CAUSE?: money. yes. my dad quit his job because he found out that my mom's income is way larger than his and that he thought that he didn't offer much help. (that is according to my mom. i haven't heard his side. actually, i dont plan on hearing it.) they had lots of arguments and my mom would kick him out of our house whenever they had a fight. (we used to live at quezon city, thanks to my dad, our house got foreclosed by the bank and now, I AM FORCED TO LIVE IN THIS HELL with all these DEMONS with me.) eventually, after all those fighting, screaming and stuff, my dad left us FOR GOOD and my MOM had no plans on accepting him..EVER. at first, i was mad at him, because the image that was planted on my head BY MY MOM was that, "MY DAD IS A VERY IRRESPONSIBLE INDIVIDUAL, HE HAS NO RIGHT TO BE WITH HIS CHILDREN". that was like the message that my mom told me when she BRAINWASHED MY DELICATE MIND. my dad would visit us, but, i would order the maids to lock the door and close all the windows. when i was in grade 3, that was when we left QC. that was also the time when i kinda understood my dad and that was when i talked to him in private. (i was never allowed by my mom to talk to my dad) my dad would sometimes give us groceries and money. but when my mom finds out about it, she'd laugh about it and tell me, "BARYA LANG YAN". my junior years in grade school was not really my happy years because .. i didn't have a father and my mom had a boyfriend when i was in grade 2. GRADE 4: my mom had a boyfriend. AGAIN. they were together for almost one year. for me, it's okay for my mom to have a boyfriend. BUT, she has to know her limits. imagine this. my mom's not home 7 times a week because she sleeps with her boyfriend. and, i heard that she keeps on buying stuff for her boyfriend's daughter but buys me one t-shirt in 3 months?! and she does not even bring me along during her dates. and suddenly tells me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"LARA?! bakit pa-ulit ulit mo yan sinusuot?! dami dami mong damit ha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i never answered my mom back til' this day when i said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" BAKIT?! paano ako magkakaroon ng ibang damit!? eh hindi mo nga ako sinasama e! palagi mo nalang bunubuhos money mo sa boyfriend mong walang kwenta! you love him more than your own children!!! you buy him 5k worth of clothes and you dont even buy your children new stuff!! MOM!!! grade 2 pa ung mga damit na yun! HINDI NA UN KASYA SAKIN! ay! hindi lang pala sa bf mo ung money.. pati sa anak nya!!! mom, hindi mo un anak! ako daughter mo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after that incident, my mom bought me tons of clothes. &lt;:-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway. im already lazy.. im gonna summarize everything nalang..&lt;br /&gt;after that, they broke up.. during the time nga pala na she was together with her boyfriend, i was one hell of a rebel and i was nearly kicked out of sp. i had LOW grades rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she broke up with him, me and my mom started bonding.. i quit my evil acts, and focused more on my academics. (not always, but, most of the time) aun. i became a better person. ganun. wah. bye na. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113531245493576010?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113531245493576010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113531245493576010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113531245493576010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113531245493576010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2005/12/2-days-til-xmas.html' title='2 days til xmas'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113526953495046170</id><published>2005-12-23T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:51:31.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>question and answer portion. --- WEH. :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. Anong nararamdaman mo ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; inis. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. Bakit yun ang nararamdaman mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; kasi merong ISANG TAO JAN na... hay. huwag nalang..=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3. Saan mo gusto pumunta ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; sa GREENBELT. i wanna. PARTEH. &lt;:-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;4. Kung may yayakapin ka ngayon ano o sino yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; wala. uhm. si ...........=)) joke. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;5. Kung may chance kang bumuhay ng isangtaong patay na, sino yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; ayyy. ate jean. parehas takbo ng utak natin.:&gt; nyahahaha. si rico yan din.=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;6. Anong kanta ang lagi mong kinakanta pagnasabanyo ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; secret.:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;7. Sinong katabi mo ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; multo. nyayyy. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;8. Kung papipiliin ka, sino pipiliin mo:mahal mo nadi ka mahal, o mahal ka na di mo mahal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; =(( uh. ung mahal ako na d ko mahal pero gwapo naman xa at mayaman. nyahaha. im bad. pero. uh. d ko parin alam.: baka wala akong piliin. mananatili akong matandang dalaga. wahaha.=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;9. Sinong gusto mong makausap ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; si teddyjax.:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;10. Kung hindi ka ikaw ngayon, sino ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; si.. superman. :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;11. Ano pinakamalungkot na nangyari sa'yo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; wag mo na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;12. Anong kanta ang gusto mong i-play pagnamatay ka na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; songs ng pedicab. =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;13. Kung bibigyan mo yung mahal mo ng bulaklakano yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; cash nalang. kasi, pag flowers binigay sayo. tpos. kunware, worth 750 php un, sayang pera. sana cash nalang. nabili ko pa ng damit. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;14. Anong talent mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; secret:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;15. Ma-pride ka bang tao?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; inde. madali ako magsorry. pro, pag ako.......: tumataas pride ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16. Anong isang bagay na gusto mong makuhangayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; christmas presents! in cash.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;17. Sinong artista ang kinalolokohan mo ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; LUCKY MANZANO! oona. alm ko. pero. he's just soo hot.=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;18. Sino ang kinakainisan mo ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; ehem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;19. Anong pelikula ang gusto mong panoorinngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; ang pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros. (ate jean. same tau!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;20. Kung bida ka sa isang pelikula,sino gustomong leading man/lady mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; si LUIS! (tpos ako si imang, niyahahaha=))&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;21. Kung di mo pangalan ang pangalan mongayon, ano ang pangalan mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; alex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;22. Kung may gusto kang balikan sa nakaraanmo, ano yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; secret.:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;23. Masaya ba ang kwento ng buhay mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; interesting siya. d xa masaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;24. Kung papayagan kang pumatay ngayon, sinoang papatayin mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;25. Sino ang pinakaimportanteng tao ngayon sabuhay mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; =)) alam nyo na kung cno kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;26. Ano ang pinaka-pangarap mong maging nungbata ka pa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; .....=)) detective. idol ko panga si nancy drew dati e.=))=))=)) wahahaha!! NICE ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;27. Kung singer ka, sinong singer ang gusto mongmaka-duet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; ewan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;28. Sa tingin mo, bakit kailangang magmahal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; tanungin mo si batman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;29. Isang pelikula na talagang iniyakan mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; ewan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;30. Ano ang pinaka-ayaw mong ugali ng isang tao?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; WARFREAK. HB. MABABAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;31. Anong theme song ng buhay mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; pinoy big brother? uh. ewan. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;32. Kung pwede mong i-rewind ang oras, saan kapunta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&gt; :&gt; :&gt;:&gt;:&gt;:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113526953495046170?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113526953495046170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113526953495046170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113526953495046170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113526953495046170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2005/12/question-and-answer-portion-weh.html' title='question and answer portion. --- WEH. :|'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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-18860932.post-113526706381018795</id><published>2005-12-22T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T01:09:12.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna get out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gusto ko umalis dito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;grabe buhay ko sa bahay na to. sobrang saya. *puke* hinde. kabaliktaran. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bawal pa ako mag-internet. pano na yan?! :(( ano ba namn o. wla nanga ako magawa. internet nanga lang bestfriend ko dto sa bahay. internet nga lang kinakausap ko dto e. :(( tapos. BAWAL?! ano?! ako ba pinaglololoko mo?! bawal mag-internet. mga pag-internet ko nga puro takas lang e, except pag sa gabi ako nag oonline. : un na lang pwede. kasi la na silang pakelam. kasi tulog na sila &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;un lang. bye. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18860932-113526706381018795?l=lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/113526706381018795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18860932&amp;postID=113526706381018795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113526706381018795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18860932/posts/default/113526706381018795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalalaraaa.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-wanna-get-out.html' title='i wanna get out.'/><author><name>-LaLa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07137501865146230421</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></feed>
