<?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-7328214</id><updated>2011-05-10T13:36:07.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EAT CRAYONS --eat me or die.</title><subtitle type='html'>the more you read the more you learn the more you lean the more you forget the more you forget the dumber you get so why bother to learn?!

EAT CRAYONS?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-117575299172842625</id><published>2007-04-04T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T15:46:26.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUICIDE AT TAFT VITO CRUZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.manilastandardtoday.com/?page=police2_april4_2007"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suicide stalls railway travel on Taft Avenue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;A man jumped to his death from the top of a 26-floor building yesterday early evening, landing on the tracks of Light Rail Transit 1 near the Vito Cruz Station.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Police said Paulo Javier, 20, a student of AMA College, leaped from Catle building 6:15 p.m., stopping north- and southbound trips, stranding thousands of commuters.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;“It was compounded by the slow response of the Soco,” said LRT Administrator Mel Robles, referring to the scene of crime operatives, who did a detailed investigation, unmindful of the stalled train coaches filled with passengers who were rushing home.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Chief Insp. Alejandro Yanquiling, Manila Police Homicide chief, said Javier was with her girlfriend Stacy Ann Ibay, a San Beda student, when he decided to take his life over a domestic problem.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;The couple’s families did not approve of their relationship, he added.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;“Ibay recounted that [when] she was not able to convince her boyfriend not to jump she tried to call for help, particularly the guards on duty,” said Yanquiling, noting that the man had leaned over the edge when they came.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Investigators said the suicide reeked of liquor even as they were still verifying how the pair managed to slip into the high-rise and reach the roof deck.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Ibay told probers that her boyfriend know somebody in the building. Javier’s body was mangled as it hit the building’s side while hurtling down. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jing Villamente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-117575299172842625?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/117575299172842625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=117575299172842625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117575299172842625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117575299172842625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2007/04/suicide-at-taft-vito-cruz.html' title='SUICIDE AT TAFT VITO CRUZ'/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-117506689353178409</id><published>2007-03-28T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T16:28:13.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE NEED BANDS</title><content type='html'>Hellowers prens Nerveline &amp; Good for Grace prod Apr 2, 07 @ Kolumn Bar Timog. Bring friends and friends of friends. Php100 w/ free beer. Interested bands text me or this number 09176119356 and confirm asap for NU107 plugging. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-117506689353178409?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/117506689353178409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=117506689353178409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117506689353178409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117506689353178409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-need-bands.html' title='WE NEED BANDS'/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-117275819451780156</id><published>2007-03-01T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T00:15:46.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEBRUARY</title><content type='html'>*First time kong magsalita sa P.A system ng Albertus Magnus Bldg. Pinromote ko kase yung International Tour pati yung exhibit ng batch namen (nung tuesday). Ayus nga eh.. kasama ako sa room to room para ipromote yun, nag-public announcement ako para sa tour na yun, atchaka ako yung gumawa ng tarpaulin na ippost sa uste pati narin yung dadalin nila sa China.. pero ang masaya dun hindi ako sasama sa tour. Hahaha! pero in fairness ansaya pala magsalita sa P.A system :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bakit naman hindi ako sasama sa tour? 4 days lang sila dun and my gulay ang mahal nya boi.. 48,000 (yata) tapos apat na araw.. anu yun?? basta 40+ libo. Eh samantalang last sem 30+ thousand lang. Nagpabili nalang ako sa erpats ko ng kung anu anong bagay pampalubag loob habang nagtotour sila hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I gained 10 pounds. crap. Di na kasi ako nagggym eh. Walang time. Pero hah! pag dumating yung summer humanda sakin yang mga bilbil na yan hahahaha!!!! Pero sabi ni Renee magsisimula na daw kaming magpracticum sa summer.. ?!.. oo gusto ko magpracticum para mawala nako sa uste pero wag naman ganun kaaga.. &lt;br /&gt;SUMMER?!?! pucha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-117275819451780156?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/117275819451780156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=117275819451780156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117275819451780156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117275819451780156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2007/03/february.html' title='FEBRUARY'/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-117155039422042879</id><published>2007-02-15T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:39:54.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOUBLE TROUBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tangna. hnlaki ng problema ko. Nakuha ko na yung results ng preliminary grade ko sa Galileo and i must say, eto na &lt;s&gt;yata&lt;/s&gt; ang piiiinakamababang grade na nakuha ko sa tanang buhay ko. Ang malupet pa dun, 3 hrs nalang FA nako &lt;tt&gt;(FA = failure due to absences)&lt;/tt&gt; oh my.. know what? i feel crappy right now. Grabe ngayon ko lang naramdaman yung lungkot pag-uwi ko ng bahay!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-117155039422042879?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/117155039422042879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=117155039422042879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117155039422042879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117155039422042879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2007/02/double-trouble_15.html' title='DOUBLE TROUBLE'/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-117146760607152750</id><published>2007-02-14T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T23:40:06.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VDAY EVERYONE!</title><content type='html'>amp. kanina sa french class nagalit sakin si monsieur. kase hindi ko nasagot yung tanong nya kung "anong meron nung epiphany" alangya nagalit sya.. malay ko ba na yun pala yung tanong nya. sinabi ko nalang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"je ne sais pas"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;tt&gt;(i dont know)&lt;/tt&gt; kase di ko sya naintindihan. sabi pa nya nun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"je ne sais pas?! sometimes i dont know if youre really a christian.. you dont know what epiphany is?!"&lt;/span&gt; tapos after ng klase napagalitan nanaman ako kase tinignan ko yung seatplan nya dun kase nakasulat kung naka-ilang lates nako.. ayun. boom. nagalit ulit haha. ayun napaheart-to-heart talk tuloy kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinundo ako kanina ni alex sa school tapos pumunta kami sa Napoli's (Tomas Morato). Suki na nga kami dun eh! kasi tuwing may espesyal na araw sa buhay namen dun kami parati kumakain. masarap dun. try mo. so yun nga, pagkatapos namin kumain hinatid nya ko sa bahay.. naglakad kami pauwi. corni magjeep eh. gusto ko pa kasi syang makasama ng matagal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaya naman ang valentine's day kase kasama ko si alex at hindi kami nagkatampuhan kanina :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, isa ako sa limang magu-usher sa Thomasian Personality sa friday.. nood kayo ha! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-117146760607152750?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/117146760607152750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=117146760607152750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117146760607152750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117146760607152750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-vday-everyone.html' title='HAPPY VDAY EVERYONE!'/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-117108634745235859</id><published>2007-02-10T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T14:11:05.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MONTHSARY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is our 27th monthsary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im soooo happy kase ok na kami ni Alex ko. For the past few months kasi sa HINDI KO MAIPALIWANAG na dahilan, hindi kami nakakapag-sama at nakakapag-usap ng matino. Iniwasan ko sya nun kasi i thought it would be better kung hindi muna kami magsasama masyado para iwas gulo.. and boy was i wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating yung point na halos hindi na namin kilala yung isa't-isa. Na pag nagusap kami wala pang limang minuto away ulit. Tapos may mga nagtatanong sakin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kayo pa ba ni Alex?.."&lt;/span&gt; grabe lungkot sobra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta ang mahalaga, binabalik namin kung anu kami dati. At kung anu man yung mga nangyari noon, kinakalimutan ko na isa isa yung mga yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy monthsary Alex! i will &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; let you go. i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-117108634745235859?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/117108634745235859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=117108634745235859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117108634745235859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117108634745235859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-monthsary.html' title='HAPPY MONTHSARY!'/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-117060909415542637</id><published>2007-02-05T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:09:11.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST A THOUGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. When you're free, it doesnt necessarily mean that you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Loving someone also requires a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You stay in a relationship because of 2 things: either you want to or because you pity them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sometimes, it's wrong to be in love with the right person if you're starting to fall for the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why is it that we still love the people who hurts us the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The reason why we're stuck with the wrong person is because we are in love with the fact that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hink-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we're-inlove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. God never made perfect people, only people who are perfect for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Why is it that just a glimpse of one person makes another person complete?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When you're sober, you do what you want to do. When you're drunk, you do what you REALLY want to do. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(haha..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Being too nice is just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too bad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you think you've found the right one, NEVER let go unless they told you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You know you have finally moved on when you let go of the things you thought were important before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Sometimes it's wrong even if it feels so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. There are people who waits for you for hours wishing to be with you even for just a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The sweetest things are the simplest ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-117060909415542637?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/117060909415542637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=117060909415542637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117060909415542637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117060909415542637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-thought.html' title='JUST A THOUGHT'/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-117056789370720772</id><published>2007-02-04T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T16:21:16.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE UST?</title><content type='html'>Last month, nagtake kami ng exam c/o the GO. Practicum na kasi ng class namin next semester, saan? hindi ko pa alam.. pero kung ako ang papapiliin ayoko sa travel agency. Tangna, suyang suya nako kay Galileo* Naku baka naman dun ako mapunta.. Ganun naman yun eh! kung anu yung ayaw ko dun ako napupunta. haha.. Malamang lang hindi ako sa airline company.. sus! katawan, height, at face value palang alangya.. ASA boi.. :P Pero kung travel agency talaga ang ipinagdukdukan saken ng tadhana, wag naman sana sa UST. Kahit na pag nag domestic tour o kaya nag international tour yung mga 2nd at 3rd yr e malaki ang posibilidad na makasama ako ng libre?-- ayoko parin. Sabihin na nating marami akong mamimiss, pero &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ayaw ko na munang magstay dun for another semester..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-117056789370720772?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/117056789370720772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=117056789370720772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117056789370720772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/117056789370720772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2007/02/goodbye-ust.html' title='GOODBYE UST?'/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-116699089393129080</id><published>2006-12-25T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T04:28:22.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ayus naman ang krismas dito.. madaming food, masasayang tao at asong lasing. grabe andami kong kinaen.. tsktsk panu kaya ako papayat nito? tapos naginuman pa kame ng mga pamangkin ko. ilang uri din ng alkohol ang ininum namen.. may sangria, bailey's, tequila margarita, yung isang lasang sprite at yung isang lasang robitusin. waha! grabe.. onti nalang ata pwede ng panlinis ng kamay yung mga laway namen eh. yung isa ngang puppy na kalong ko pinainum ko din ng bailey's kase gusto din nya hahaha.. me pikturs kame kaso ang sagwa men. eto oh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*looking at the pics*  &lt;/span&gt;ay wag nalang pala. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikaw.. kamusta krismas mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-116699089393129080?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/116699089393129080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=116699089393129080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/116699089393129080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/116699089393129080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-ayus-naman-ang-krismas.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-116686274730205026</id><published>2006-12-23T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T17:18:44.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PAKSIW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krismas na hanggang ngayon di ko parin ramdam ang simoy ng pasko.. literal. ang init grabe. samantalang dati nung bata ako halos manginig yung tiyan at tuhod ko sa sobrang lamig habang naliligo tuwing umaga. o cguro hindi na kasi talaga ako naliligo tuwing umaga kaya ganon hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi na malamig, bakit kaya? tapos dati halos magumapaw yung krismas tree namen sa dami ng regalo pero ngayon wala na kase pinepera nalang yung mga regalo sa mga pamangkin at mga pinsan kong bata. alala ko pa nun pag malapit na mag-pasko pumupunta pa kami sa COD para panoorin yung mga umiiksena dun sa may bubungan nila habang kumakain ng pink na popcorn pero ngayon wala na. wala na rin masyadong nangangaroling at kung meron man ang kanta nila e &lt;u&gt;boom tarat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang lungkot naman... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pero in fairness natawa ako nung narinig ko yung boom tarat nung isang gabi ah! hahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-116686274730205026?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/116686274730205026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=116686274730205026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/116686274730205026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/116686274730205026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/12/paksiw-krismas-na-hanggang-ngayon-di.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-116317958661685631</id><published>2006-11-10T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:04:43.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 2ND ANNIVERSARY ALEX!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAWAKAS, dalawang taon na kaming nagsasama ng piiinakamamahal kong lalake &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(pwera sa tatay ko)&lt;/span&gt; sa balat nitong mundong ibabaw. Ang pangalan ng malas na lalaking eto ay si Ginoong Alexander Samson Lapuz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagkatagpo ang landas ni Prinsipe Alex at Prinsesa Gail sa kagubatan ng 11th Jamboree QC dahilan sa kagustuhang maalayan ng regalo si Reyna Ann na kanyang sinisinta sa nalalapit nitong kaarawan. Nilakbay nila Prinsipe Alex at Prinsesa Gail ang napakahabang karagatan ng EDSA, binalewala ang mga nagraragasang usok na ibinubuga ng mga dragong nagsisipagtakbuhan, at ilang saglit lamang ay nakarating na sila sa kaharian ng Robinsons Galleria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagpasok sa kaharian, sila ay siniyasat ng husto ng mga guardia civil at pagkatapos noon, ang dalawa ay tila mga langgam na walang-lingong likod na nagmadali patungong bilihan ng pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng masusi't kuyad kuyad na pamimili kung anong unan ang siyang nararapat, ang prinsipe at prinsesa ay lumakbay sa mamasa-masang kweba ng National Bookstore para hanapin ang mahiwagang pambalot ng regalo ni Reyna Ann. Sila ay nagmistulang bilanggo ng nasabing kweba dahilan sa naaaapakatagal na panahon nilang paninirahan dito. At pagkalipas ng pitumpu't walong bilyong taon ay nakita na nila sawakas ang mahiwagang pink gifraper na ikinatuwa naman ng sobra ni Prinsipe Alex. At muli, nilakbay ni Prinsipe Alex at Prinsesa Gail ang napakahabang karagatan ng EDSA, binalewala ang mga nagraragasang usok na ibinubuga ng mga dragong nagsisipagtakbuhan at ilang saglit lamang ay nakarating na sila sa kaharian ng 11th Jamboree QC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng pangyayaring yon, si Prinsesa Gail at Prinsipe Alex sa hindi maipaliwanag na dahilan, ay nagsama at magsasama habangbuhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-116317958661685631?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/116317958661685631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=116317958661685631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/116317958661685631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/116317958661685631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-2nd-anniversary-alex-sawakas.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-116096155883978389</id><published>2006-10-15T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T09:46:07.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUBAT SA QC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kakagaling ko lang sa labas, nagpalit ng damit at initsa yung itim na pantalong ginamit ko dun sa ibabaw ng computer chair. Nung paupo nako sa dun, itatabi ko na sana yung pantalon ko at yung black din na duming katabi nya, dadamputin ko na sana AKALAIN MO NGA NAMANG GUMALAW YUNG DUMI! higad pala sya! wahhhh nahawakan ko huhu.. buti nalang hindi nangati yung daliri ko, yun nga lang buong katawan ko naman ata ang nangati hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kase naman bat kase napakagulo ng kwarto ko?? hindi ko alam. Iba't ibang uri na nga ng nilalang ang nagsipaglitawan dito eh. nilanggam nako, inipis, dinaga, binutuki, ginagamba at ngayon naman hinigad. ano na kayang susunod?? ahas?? pusa??? alangya.. kelangan ko na atang maglinis ng kwarto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-116096155883978389?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/116096155883978389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=116096155883978389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/116096155883978389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/116096155883978389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/10/gubat-sa-qc-kakagaling-ko-lang-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-116055811475646646</id><published>2006-10-11T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T09:44:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;GUSTO KO NETO PERO WALA NAMANG MAGAWA KAYA DOON NALANG SYA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;GRABE. pangatlong araw ko nang nagpupuyat ngayon at ang masaklap pa dun, hindi talaga ako natulog kanina. Alangya, pano kaya ako makakatulog nyan eh hanggang sa panaginip hinahabol ako ng mga kelangan kong gawin?! Nanaginip kase ako nung Sabado, nagttype daw ako ng Thesis, paggising ko pucha 2am palang! after nun hindi nako nakatulog ulit haha badtrip. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kailangan ko kase itype yung Thesis ko sa Personality development, gumawa ng 2 reaction papers para sa 2 take home exams, sagutan yung mga activities na pinapasagutan sa French manual, magreview para sa exam sa BA, at magreview para sa exam sa TM. At alam nyo ba, lahat ng ito ay para lamang sa LUNES! HINDI LANG YAN. May babasahin pakong novel para gawan ng novel analysis (at sa kasamaang palad wala pakong chapter 1), gumawa ng application letter, gumawa ng resumé at magreview para sa exam sa French at English. Yun naman ay para sa Tuesday. AT HINDI LANG YAN!!! Habang sinisimulan ko na yung binabasa kong nobela, nagaaral din ako para sa exam namin sa Computer (Microsoft Excel haha great..), Personality Development achaka Literature. AT PANGHULI, HINDI LANG YAN.. May oral exam pa kami sa BPTI at hindi ko alam kung pano magrereview kase nanlalambot na yung katawan ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Grabe kagabe.. tsk. Hindi nanaman ako natulog. LITERAL. Pucha narinig ko nga kanina yung mga tilaok ng manok sa kapitbahay namin eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-116055811475646646?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/116055811475646646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=116055811475646646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/116055811475646646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/116055811475646646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/10/gusto-ko-neto-pero-wala-namang-magawa.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-115842944826294057</id><published>2006-09-17T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:30:23.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANO NANG NANGYARE SAYO GAIL?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After 3 1/2 months of preparation, dumating na ang araw na pinakahihintay namen.. ang Convention. Nakakatakot man isipin, 2 araw nalang convention na. Ayus yung room to room campaign namen, yun nga lang sa ibang room, hindi namin na-present ng maayos kase basta hindi maayos. Pero sabi ng marami, astig daw (Oows) haha! Pucha sa dami dami ng pwedeng pagkamalian dun pa talaga sa classroom nila Khen! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi din ako makapaniwala kase napagbotohan ng klase na yung poster na gawa ko yung gagamitin para maging poster ng convention namin. Ngayon, makikita mo syang nakapost kung san san.. sa tapat ng educ bldg, 1st floor hanggang 5th floor, sa mga establishments sa uste pati sa mga likod ng kaklase ko haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, nasa bahay ako nila Pat. Kami nila Grace, Yuumi at malamang.. si Pat. Naglagari, nagmartilyo, nagpulupot, nagsara at kung anu ano pang "Nag" ang ginawa ko dun. Umuwi ako ng mga past 11 na, may nakasabay pa kaming "high" ni Grace.. nakakatakot sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napagusapan namin kanina nila Yuumi kung sinong aattend sa convention ko.. since ayaw umattend ng erpats ko at napagusapan naman namin ni Alex na gusto ko syang pumunta, sinabi ko si Alex-- pero di pa sure. Tapos sabi nila.. &lt;i&gt;"kung walang aattend sayo, sinong kasabay mo pauwi?"&lt;/i&gt; Aba oo nga noh..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mass kami ng 9AM bukas sa uste, so by 9 dapat andun na kame.. ang problema, hindi ko pa naibibigay kay Alex yung invitation. Pano kaya sya makakapasok nun? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nga pla.. umattend kami ng convention ng class 3T3 kahapon sa Fernwood. Walangya nakalimutan ko walang aircon nga pala dun ang lakas ng loob kong magturtleneck!!!! nangati yung buong leeg ko sobra kase yung turtleneck ko puno na ata ng pawis.. haha. Pero in fairness.. ang ganda ng concept at design nila. Tapos sumakay pa kami ni Bhuds sa Calesa.. sosyal! Cactus yung souvenir nila.. ayus! yun nga lang mejo dyahe iuwi kase nasa paso sya. Ang malas ko nga nung araw na yun eh.. nakaturtle neck na nga ako sabay sobrang init, nahulugan pako ng cactus sa balikat chaka sa paa. Grabe yung sigaw ko nun. Ikaw ba naman, mahulugan ka ng cactus sa balikat habang nakaupo ka sa gutter. Ang taas pa naman ng pinanggalingan nun.. bumaon sa balat ko yung tusok tusok nya.. wa lang ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/uy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/uy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                TARPAULIN SA TAPAT NG EDUC BLDG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/theposterimadeforourconvention.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/theposterimadeforourconvention.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                TARPAULIN SA MAY GRADE SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/P9090061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/P9090061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                ROOM TO ROOM CAMPAIGN SA 1ST YR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/PROMOTIONS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/PROMOTIONS.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            CAST NG ROOM TO ROOM CAMPAIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-115842944826294057?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/115842944826294057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=115842944826294057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115842944826294057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115842944826294057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/09/ano-nang-nangyare-sayo-gail-after-3-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_uy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-115802828141005083</id><published>2006-09-12T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T08:32:40.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ROOM TO ROOM AT WASAK NA WASAK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-room to room campaign kami kanina para sa convention namen. Langya.. sa dami dami ng classroom na pwedeng magkamali dun pa sa classroom nila khen.. 3rd yr. Pero ayus lang natawa naman sila eh hahaha. Grabe nakakapagod mag-room to room.. uhaw na uhaw kana pero hindi ka pwedeng umiinom kase sunod sunod na classrooms ang pinapasukan nyo. Mejo natatakot ako sa magiging resulta ng room to room namin kase ngayong araw lang kami nakumpleto kaya ngayon lang kami nakapagpractice ng matino PERO mas kinakabahan ako sa posters/tarp namen kase ako gumawa nun.. haha labo. Nakakainis kasi mejo pixelated sya pero sabi ng nila maganda naman daw. Nanghihingi nga ng isa yung babaeng tiga Jolis eh hahaha. Ayun.. kinakabahan ako sa tarpaulin kase baka hindi maganda yung kalabasan nya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umuwi ako ng bahay ng 8pm para magbihis at maligo dahil inaya ako nila dave at erin sa New City food house. Nung pagdating ko dun, pinakilala ako kay RA Rivera na abala sa pag-aayus ng bidyo. Tapos umupo kami sa table.. langya gitnang gitna pa yung unupuan namen hahaha! Dumating sila Ralph.. dumating si Mark Abaya.. Nagulat ako kase nasa tabi ko lang sya. Tinext ko kaagad si Bhuds na ayaw maniwala saken. Pinapanood namin syang interviewhin si Lourd De Veyra (bokalis ng Radioactive Sago) tungkol sa event ngayon at tungkol sa pagkalaki-laking necklace na soot soot ng Mark. Pagkatapos ng interview nila pinatabi ako may Mark para magpicture. Pagkatapos ng picture, bigla nyang hinirit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARK: So.. what can you say about my necklace? (hawak yung necklace nya)&lt;br /&gt;GAIL: ...??? !!! (lingon kay dave)&lt;br /&gt;DAVE: I think it's cool (alam kong hindi ganun yung sinabi nya pero parang ganun naren hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako nakapagsalita namental block ako.. after nun kinamayan nya ko (ang lambot ng kamay infairness) Tapos bigla nyang sinabing blahblahblah... mtv get spotted (hindi ko masyado narinig basta sa Mtv Get Spotted yung ginagawa nya kase may camera chaka may mic sya na mtv hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating si Ramon.. natatandaan pa nya ko. Nakakatawa talaga sya niloloko nya ko kay dave sinabi pa kay RA hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanood kami ng mga pinoy rock videos (up dharma down, itchyworms etc) tinanong ko kung anong event tong pinuntahan ko.. music video launch pala sya ng wasak na wasak hehe.. Pinanood namin yung video haha astig! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang sila Erin late na nakarating pero ayus lang kase mukha parin naman silang masaya eh hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nun nagpicturan kami nila Jun Sabayton.. Lourd.. chaka Ramon.. tumambay.. naglakad at umuwi na =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-115802828141005083?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/115802828141005083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=115802828141005083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115802828141005083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115802828141005083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/09/room-to-room-at-wasak-na-wasak-nag.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-115539257365450012</id><published>2006-08-12T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T22:37:01.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUKOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by Chito S. Rono)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung hindi mo pa napapanood to, malamang lang wag mo munang basahin maliban lang kung wala ka talagang balak panoorin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding curse sa ingles, ang Sukob ay isa nanamang patunay na ang Pilipinas ay kasalukuyang nasa proseso ng pagbangon sa larangan ng pelikula. Salamat kay Chito Roño (Direktor din ng Feng Shui) at naka-gawa sya ng isa pang pelikulang hindi sayang sa bulsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagsimula ang kwento nang umuwi si Sandy (Kris Aquino) at Dale (Wendell Ramos) galing Dubai para magpakasal dito sa Pilipinas. Nalaman nalang ni Kris na ang kanyang kababatang si Helen at ang pamilya nito na nakatira sa tabi ng kanilang bahay ay namatay dahilan sa sunod sunod na sakuna. Sabi ng nanay ni Sandy (na si Boots-Anson-Roa) "sukob" daw ang may gawa ng lahat dahil nagpakasal si Helen ilang araw pagkatapos mamatay ang ama nito. Nang nalalapit na ang kasal nila Sandy at Dale, sunod-sunod na pagpaparamdam na ang nararanasan ni Sandy. Kasama na dito ang mga pangitain ni Joya (Maja Salvador) sa bahay nila Helen. Tungkol ito sa babaeng bagong kasal na hinahabol ng sukob (Claudine Barreto). Sa araw ng kasal nila Sandy at Dale, lalong lumalala ang "weirdness" ng sitwasyon. Nosebleed ni Sandy, patuloy na paglabas ng batang multo pati na rin ang pagkamatay ng dalawa nyang kaibigan na hindi na natagpuan mga katawan sa crime scene. Pagkatapos ng insidenteng yun, sunod-sunod na ang mga namamatay. Hindi na nakita ang mga katawan nila, ang tanging nakikita na lamang sa crime scene ay ang mga ginamit ni Sandy nung kinasal sya (gaya ng belo, kandila..) na hindi malaman-laman kung bakit nandoon. Gaya ni Claudine Barreto, si Sandy ay hinahabol narin ng Sukob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maganda ang cinematography ng Sukob lalung lalo na yung mga scenes ni Claudine Barreto na naka-sepia. Hindi masyadong sharp yung kulay kaya hindi masakit sa mata. Onti lang din ang special effects kaya mas nagmukhang realistic yung pelikula kung ikukumpara mo sa mga horror films natin dati na halatang edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effective ang cast nila dahil nailabas talaga ang kanilang mga galing. Maliban kay Kris Aquino na napanood na natin sa Feng Shui at kay Claudine Barreto na halos araw araw naman natin napapanood sa mga tele-drama nun, ngayon ko lang napatunayan na magaling pala talaga umarte si Maja Salvador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi dahil sa maganda ang Sukob, wala na syang flaws. Gaya ng iba pang horror movies, MEDYO predictable din sya. Yung tipong alam mo na kung kelan lalabas yung ayaw mo lumabas. Sa cinematography naman, may mga scenes na hindi masyadong maganda ang quality-- alanganin ang angle at kokonti lang ang art sa pag-galaw ng camera. Pang-huli at ang pinaka-ayoko, ay yung pagkakatulad nila ng concept ng Feng Shui at ng The Ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, maganda NGA ang Sukob dahil kanina pako lingon ng lingon sa likod habang tinatype ko to. Langya.. dumagdag nanaman sya sa koleksyon ng mga iniimagine ko tuwing gabe. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-115539257365450012?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/115539257365450012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=115539257365450012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115539257365450012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115539257365450012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/08/sukob-by-chito-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-115524019481634992</id><published>2006-08-11T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T04:16:45.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GRABE SOBRANG BUSY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. updates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week 3 days akong hindi natulog, nagkasakit ako nun 2nd day (hyperacidity + lagnat) too bad nasa skool ako kulang nalang magdive ako sa kama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anu ano nga bang ginagawa ko at hindi ako natutulog???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNANG GABE,&lt;/span&gt; due ng novel analysis sa Personality Development class nung Aug 4. ginawa ko sya nung Aug 3. Kamusta naman at isang araw ko lang binasa yung nobelang &lt;i&gt;A Separate Peace&lt;/i&gt;?? Ginawan ko pa sya ng summary bawat chapter, reaction at recommendation. Tapos malalaman ko nalang na BAWAL pala yung nobela nayun kase 1956 sya pinublish, eh year 2000 and up pala yung pinapabasa samen.. Hanlayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanong: gumawa ka ba ulit?&lt;br /&gt;Sagot: Baliw ba ko??? hindi nako gumawa ulit. Hindi ko lang alam kung baket ang taas parin ng binigay nyang grade. Baka hindi nya nahalata. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PANGALAWANG GABE, &lt;/span&gt;dun kame sa bahay nila Patrick (classmate) nagstay.. oo NAGSTAY kase hindi naman talaga kami natulog. Gumawa kami ng miniatures para sa souvenir booths namin. Sa sobrang pagod mga 7am na ata yun, umiglip lang kami sandali ni Grace (classmate ulit) pagkagising ko tumawa ako bigla kase nagising akong nakanganga tapos nakatingin sakin sila yuumi at pat (classmates). Malaman laman ko nalang na pinicturan pala ako ni Pat ng natutulog at pinakita kay yuumi. Ang sabi pa nya &lt;i&gt;"Yuumi tignan mo pinicturan ko si Gail na natutulog nakakatakot sya mukhang patay haha!"&lt;/i&gt; nakakatakot nga! mukhang naaagnas sa sobrang putla waaah! Dito nga pala ako nagkasakit.. from 1am hanggang kinabukasan na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PANGATLONG GABE, &lt;/span&gt;natulog naman sila Pat, Grace, Aple, at April sa bahay.. natulog kase natulog talaga sila. Handaya. Pero ok lang kase gumawa din kami ng miniature ng booths. Balak pa naming i-paper mache yung iba kaya lumabas kami ni April ng mga 11:00pm at naglibot libot kung san makakabili ng glue at tissue. Sa sobrang walang bukas na tindahan napadpad kami sa Tomas Morato.. (goodluck naman ang layo) bumili kami sa 711 at nagkulang ng P9.00 yung pera namin. Ayun tinawaran ni April yung 711 at nakabili kami ng glue at tissue! yehey! pero.. pero..pero.. sa kasamaang palad hindi rin namin nagamit yung mga yun pang paper mache kase kinulang na kami sa oras. Nung papasok na kami sa school, nag-LRT kami papuntang UST kasi traffic sa españa nung mga oras na yun. Ang dami dami naming dalang gamit nila April at Grace kasi kaming tatlo lang ang nagdala ng mga miniature booths etc. Dahil ayaw namin ma-late, tinakbo na namin yung escalator papuntang LRT station ng Gateway. Nung malapit na kami dun sa mga guards na nagkakapkap nagulat nalang ako kase may narinig akong nabasag sabay sigaw. Habang tumatakbo pala, tumilapon sa kamay ni Grace yung miniature ng souvenir booths na hawak hawak nya.. kaya yun bumalik ako para tumulong magpulot sa gitna ng daanan. Grabe di ako makahinga kakatawa nun kase mukha kaming mga tanga habang nagpupulot ng mga nasirang pinaghirapan namen hahaha! ANG DAMI KAYANG NAHULOG!!! HAHA! langya malelate na kame (P5.00/minute pa naman ang fine ng late) pinapapulot pa samin nung isang guard yung ibang kalat na hindi na namin napulot. Buti nalang tinarayan ni April.. sabi nya &lt;i&gt;"Di nyo ba nakitang nagmamadali kame? wala ba kayong janitor jan!?"&lt;/i&gt; Kaya yun late parin kame pero AT LEAST P45.00 lang yung fine na babayaran namen hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon naman.. prelims namin. Badtrip hindi ko masyadong naaral yung French kagabe dahil minumuta nako sa antok!!! Kaya yun, halos magtinginan nalang kami ng test paper ko kanina. sweet nga nya eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-115524019481634992?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/115524019481634992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=115524019481634992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115524019481634992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115524019481634992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/08/grabe-sobrang-busy-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-115367707486339184</id><published>2006-07-24T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T02:47:45.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REGARDING THE SO-CALLED CADBURY-SALMONELLA CONTAMINATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe you have heard or read about the news regarding the contamination of the 7 chocolate products in Cadbury namely:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-- Cadbury Dairy Milk Turkish 250g&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-- Cadbury Dairy Milk Caramel 250g&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-- Cadbury Dairy Milk Mint 250g&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-- Cadbury Dairy Milk 8 chunk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-- Cadbury Dairy Milk 1kg&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-- Cadbury Dairy Milk Button Easter egg 105g&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-- Cadbury Freddo 10p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Health Protection Agency (HPA) and Food Standards Agency (FSA) are doing their investigation. However the article stated that the following products have been recalled to prevent further spread of the said Salmonella strain. There should be no alarm here in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; since the products have been recalled. The company has also released a statement to the press regarding the case. THERE WILL BE NO DUMPING NOR SHIPPING OF THESE PRODUCTS TO ANY OTHER COUNTRIES. I am sure that the company together with the agencies is doing their best to prevent and offer assistance to those who are concerned. IF EVER THE NEWS ABOUT THE DUMPING OR&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;SHIPPING OF THE CONTAMINATED CHOCOLATES ARE TRUE, THERE WILL BE A HIGH RISE IN SALMONELLOSIS HERE IN THE &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;PHILIPPINES&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. The broken pipe was discovered last January 2006 and is believed to be the cause of contamination.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Salmonella is pathogenic in nature. There is no cure but the symptoms can be managed easily. The mortality is higher in children. THE SYMPTOMS ARE: NAUSEA, ABDOMINAL CRAMPING, AND BLOODY DIARRHEA. The incubation time is about 6-72 hours prior to the ingestion of the infected product. The recovery time is about a week. The proper management is re-hydration. When the symptoms occur it is wise to contact your nearest hospital for diagnosis, culture and management.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The news can be read in the following sites:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.medicalnewstoday.com/healthnews.php?newsid=45887"&gt;http://www.medicalnewstoday.com/healthnews.php?newsid=45887&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/5112470.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/5112470.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/5112470.stm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(article written by Alexander Lapuz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-115367707486339184?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/115367707486339184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=115367707486339184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115367707486339184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115367707486339184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/07/regarding-so-called-cadbury-salmonella.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-115314900699524491</id><published>2006-07-17T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T23:35:36.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAX HABA NG HAIR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to my former classmate Ms. Justine Gabionza&lt;br /&gt;2006 MISS TOURISM QUEEN INTERNATIONAL in Pinghu, Zhejiang last July 8, 2006 and B.S. Tourism, University of Santo Tomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry wala akong mapost na pic nya kase wala akong copy nung mga pics namin sa tour guiding finals eh. Anyway, sa mga gustong makakita, sya yung girl sa knorr na pinicturan yung ulam chaka yung "erase the board" sa lets do the funk video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-115314900699524491?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/115314900699524491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=115314900699524491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115314900699524491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115314900699524491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/07/nax-haba-ng-hair-congratulations-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-115186041446687582</id><published>2006-07-02T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T15:03:20.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUICIDAL KITTIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_P6190015-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Habang naglalakad kami ni Alex nakita ko to.. actually, hindi ko talaga sya makikita kung hindi kami tumigil sandale sa tapat nya. May lalake kasing nagtanong samin kung san yung K-1st street. Habang nag-uusap si Alex at yung mama, napatingin ako sa kanal. May nakita akong patay na pusang pilit na siniksik sa kanal na sobrang sikip. Kahit bloated na sya, halos hindi parin sya pansin kase nagblend na yung kulay ng balat nya sa kulay ng tubig sa kanal. Umaalingasaw narin sya pero hindi kasing lakas ng patay na daga. Nakakaawa.. bat naman sa kanal?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-115186041446687582?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/115186041446687582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=115186041446687582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115186041446687582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115186041446687582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/07/suicidal-kittie-habang-naglalakad-kami.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-115141554928517978</id><published>2006-06-27T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:53:12.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANG ASTIG NA TRAFFIC AT ANG MANYAK NA MAMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRABE ang traffic sa Espana kanina! buti nalang umalis ako ng bahay ng maaga dahil kung hinde late akong makakapasok TALAGA. Sa kalagitnaan ng napakatagaaaaal na traffic nagulat nalang ako kase nagbababaan na yung mga tao sa jeep. Pati yung tiga-FEU na nakita ko sinimulan na ring maglakad. PUCHA! seryosong traffic na nga to! ang layo pa kaya namen sa FEU! Sa sobrang tagal talaga ng traffic, napagdesisyunan kong gumaya at bumaba narin. Pagbaba ko, nakita ko ang pinaka-astig na nakita ko ngayong araw na to. Akalain mo nga namang kaya pala traffic eh dahil tumigil yung tren sa kalagitnaan ng Espana. Yung ibang tao nga, nagsipagakyatan na ng tren para makatawid sa kabilang side. Nakisiksik ako sa mga taong aakyat na karamihan ay lalake. Kase naman malelate nako chaka nakababa nako ng jeep ano pa bang gagawin ko?? Nagaalinlangan pa nga ako kase baka biglang umandar yung tren eh haha! Nung turn ko na para tumawid sa tren, nagulat ako kase ANG TAAS pala nung akyatan.. SOBRA! tignan ko palang alam ko nang hindi kakayanin ng skirt ko pero buti nalang naakyat ko sya! Sayang nga eh sa sobrang pagmamadali, hindi ko na nakita yung interior nung train kase bumaba nako kaagad. Nilakad ko from Rail Xing hanggang UST. Ang layo nya mehn! Hindi pa natapos dun! pagdating ko sa UST, bumulaga naman ang mga rallyista na nasa tapat MISMO ng dadaanan ko papasok ng school. Grabe nakakatakot makipagsiksikan kase hindi mahulugang karayom sa sobrang dami ng tao! Ayun, nakipagsapalaran ako hanggang makarating ako sa UST Gate ng buo. Langya, gustong gusto ata ako malate ngayong araw na to e.. ang daming kontra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung uwian naman namen, hindi daw ako masusundo ni Alex kaya ako nalang daw sumundo sa kanya. Nung malapit nakong bumaba, may tumabi saking MATANDANG lalake. Nainis ako kase tingin sya ng tingin sa mukha ko! Pagkatapos nun, bigla bigla nalang nyang ginitgit yung legs ko gamit yung legs nya kaya umurong ako para hindi nakadikit yung binti naming dalawa. E may mga sumakay sa jeep, kaya naging mas masikip. Tapos ganun ulit gitgit sya ng gitgit ng legs ko tapos kinikiskis na nya yung legs naming dalawa. Mejo nakasandal pa nga sya ng onte eh! Kung hindi ba naman makapal ang balat sa mukha at nakuha pa nyang tignan kung nakasimangot bako.. NAKASIMANGOT TALAGA AKO!!! gulat nalang ako kase bigla nyang &lt;u&gt;hinaplos&lt;/u&gt; yung kamay ko. Hindi na talaga ako nakapagpigil, sabi ko sa kanya &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Anu ba yan manong!"&lt;/span&gt; nagtinginan yung mga tao samen. Nakakabadtrip pa kase yung tingin nya yung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what-did-i-do&lt;/span&gt;-look na kala naman nya e uubra. Tapos bumaba nako ng jeep kase nasa Tacobell narin ako. Sabi ko sa kanya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ang tanda tanda nyo na nga manyak pa kayo!"&lt;/span&gt; grabe naiinis ako sobra. Nanginginig ako sa galit pagpasok ko ng TacoBell. Badtrip kase ang manyak nya nakakadire. sobrang tanda na kaya nya.. langya eh hindi na nga ata tinitigasan yun eh! Grabe ang dami dami na palang taong may sakit sa utak. Nakakainis parati nalang.. baket? mukha ba kong mahalay??? :-'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-115141554928517978?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/115141554928517978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=115141554928517978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115141554928517978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115141554928517978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/06/ang-astig-na-traffic-at-ang-manyak-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-115135133221788010</id><published>2006-06-27T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T03:48:52.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AYOOOOOKOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama ba namang ipasok ako sa top 15 na magdedefend ng topic para sa convention namen??? e kaya nga hindi ako nagdefend sa harap ng mga kaklase ko nung Saturday kase nga hindi ko alam kung pano idedefend yung topic ko tapos sabay ngayon magdedefend ako &lt;u&gt;PERSTAYM&lt;/u&gt; sa harap ng professor na malay ko ba kung sino. Sana hindi nya ko masyado okrayin kase ngayon pa nga lang, okray na okray nako dahil kanina ko pa gustong matulog pero hindi pwede.. kase gumagawa pako ng defense. aaargrh! shet namaaaaaaaan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-115135133221788010?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/115135133221788010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=115135133221788010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115135133221788010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115135133221788010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/06/ayoooookoooooo-tama-ba-namang-ipasok.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-115125614861022279</id><published>2006-06-26T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T01:27:57.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talaga nga naman ang epekto ng kape. Kapag kailangan na kailangan mo sya, sooobrang antok ka  parin pero kapag matutulog kana gising na gising ka naman. pucha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-115125614861022279?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/115125614861022279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=115125614861022279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115125614861022279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115125614861022279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/06/kape-talaga-nga-naman-ang-epekto-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-115042860735504730</id><published>2006-06-16T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T11:30:07.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SECOND DAY HIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ako nakapagpost ng entry para sa first day dahil sa pagod-ness. 7am-7pm ba naman dba???&lt;br /&gt;Nung first day ng klase HAGGARD akong pumasok sa school kase ba naman masyadong mahangin yung jeep na nasakyan ko kulang nalang bagyuhin kame sa loob sa sobrang hangin. Pumasok ng classroom sa fourth floor at sumalubong sakin ang hiyawan ng lahat.. &lt;i&gt;"WOOOOO!"&lt;/i&gt; yun pala eh dahil sa bangs ko.. haha langya. Saay hirit ng iba na pumayat ako. pagkatapos namen maghintay (ng 7..8..9..10..11..12..1..) ng anim na oras dahil wala kaming titser sumalubong naman sa harapan ko ang pagmumukha ng titser namin last last sem na syang rason kung baket ako (o kameng anim ata o pito?) na-opis ng wala naman TALAGANG (ows?) kasalanan. Sya lang naman ang napaka-peborit titser kong si Mam Logic. Kung minamalas ka nga naman.. teacher ko sya nun sa logic na ngayon namen e sa English ba? ewan basta prof ko NANAMAN sya (WAH! KHEN DAYA MOOOOOO.. huhu!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day high! Pumasok si Sir G. Siya naman ang prof namen sa Law last sem. Peborit ko sya kase magaling sya magturo, astig pumorma chaka mejo "ahaay!" Teacher naman namin sya ngayon sa Convention and Exhibit Management. Sa kalagitnaan ng pagsasalita nya bigla syang nagalit dun sa dalawa kong katabe kase nagdadaldalan sila.. tinaasan pa nga sila ng kilay pagkatapos eh (ang taray!) Pagkalipas ng ilang minuto nagulat nalang ako kase bigla din nya akong pinagalitan. Ang haba nga eh kala ko hindi na matatapos. Sabi nya, &lt;i&gt;"Kanina kapa.. kaninang kanina pa.. KANINANG KANINA PA.."&lt;/i&gt; waah nanlamig ako kase ang tagaaaaaaaal. pero nung natapos na ok na! haha. Pagkatapos ng discussion namin kay Sir G. biglang pumasok si Bonjour. Sya si Mr. French, ang teacher namen sa French. Sabi ng katabi ko natatakot daw sya sobra kase nga naman ang laki nya talaga sobra. Pero mabait naman (sana). Tinanong nya kung alam daw ba namin yung pangalan nya.. walang nagtataas ng kamay, tinawag si classmate.. tapos isa pang classmate.. tapos isa pa.. sabay naghuhulaan na ng pangalan. May nagsabi ng Francois.. Mr. French at kung anu anu pa. Biglang bumulong yung nasa likod ko &lt;i&gt;"French Baker.."&lt;/i&gt; natigilan sya.. sabay tanong kung sino daw yung nagsabi nun. Hala! Lagot na! nagalit si Mr. French! Putangina naman nitong mga kaklase ko at sakin sila nakatingin. Buti nalang at nalaman nya na yung nasa likod ko yung nagsabi nun. Sabi nya pa nga &lt;i&gt;"Don't joke like that because I don't know you and you don't know me.. dont treat me cheap."&lt;/i&gt; Naku! mas okay nakong napagalitan ni Sir G. kesa naman napagalitan ng titser na ngayon ko palang nakilala na naoffend dahil sa hinirit ko sa kanya. Ang hirap ng French!!! hindi ko mabigkas yung letter R.. pero ayus lang kase gusto ko talaga syang matutunan. Btw, Mr. Schmitt Clement yung pangalan ni Mr. French. At ngayon naman ay maghahanda nako dahil may pasok ako ng 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-115042860735504730?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/115042860735504730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=115042860735504730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115042860735504730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/115042860735504730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/06/second-day-high-hindi-ako-nakapagpost.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-114968900972101271</id><published>2006-06-07T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T22:35:44.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ANONG MERON SA KWARTO NG ERPATS KO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon, doon ako sa kwarto ni erpats natulog kase ginamit nya yung pc sa kwarto ko. Ok na sana eh kase soooobrang antok ako dahil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; 5am na ako natulog kase inabangan kong dumating dito sa bahay yung bespren ko dahil galing sya sa gig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; 6:30 pa nya ako ginising kase pupunta ako ng UST ng 8am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;Tumambay kame ni Alex, Vera at Elo sa tindahan &lt;u&gt;maghapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;Kaya malamang antok na antok ako, pagod na pagod pa! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinarado ko na yung pinto, ilaw, at TV dahil gustong gusto ko na talaga matulog. Yung fan naman, tinapat ko saken kase saksakan ng inet dito sa bahay, palibutan ba naman kame ng sangkaterbang yero galing sa mga bahay ng kapitbahay diba. Nung mejo malapit nakong makatulog, napansin kong biglang uminit. Ginalaw ko yung cellphone ko para magka-ilaw, at pagkatingin ko sa electric fan laking gulat ko nalang dahil hindi na sya nakatapat saken! Napaisip ako.. &lt;i&gt;"Nasipa ko ba yung fan?"&lt;/i&gt; Feeling ko naman nasipa ko pero hindi ko sigurado. Tinapat ko ulit sakin yung fan at sinubukang matulog ulit. Maya-maya bigla nanamang uminit. &lt;i&gt;"Anu bayan! pucha mamaya hindi nanaman sakin nakatapat to ah.."&lt;/i&gt; pagtingin ko ulet Hindi NGA. Inisip ko talagang mabuti kung nasisipa ko ba yung fan pero wala naman akong matandaan. Tinapat ko ulit sakin yung electric fan pero this time nilayo ko na talaga yung paa ko. Yung fan kase, square yung hugis nya, alam nyo ba yung 3D electric fan na square yung shape? ganon. Imposibleng gumalaw ng basta basta yon. Mejo natatakot nga ako kase ako lang mag-isa sa kwarto tapos ang dilim pa sobra. Naisipan ko ulit tignan yung fan &lt;i&gt;"Nilayo ko na yung paa ko ha ewan ko nalang pag gumalaw pa to ulet.."&lt;/i&gt; (shet kinikilabutan talaga ako habang tinatype ko to ngayon) Gumalaw ulit yung fan. Binuksan ko yung TV para mejo may konting ilaw kase natatakot na talaga ako, tinext ko pa nga si Alex nun eh sabi nya masyado daw akong paranoid at tinatakot ko lang daw sarili ko. Tama nga naman.. pero pagkalipas ng ilang minuto binuksan ko na talaga yung ilaw kase hindi ko na kaya haha! Imagine, ako lang mag-isa sa kwarto nun tapos tatlong beses syang gumalaw ng halos 45 degrees. ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, nagpakwento si Alex tungkol sa nangyare sakin kagabe. Sabi pa nga nya.. &lt;i&gt;"diba sinabi mo sakin 666 kahapon?"&lt;/i&gt; (Wah! o nga noh? nakalimutan ko) &lt;i&gt;"Hindi ko na nga lang pinaalala sayo ulet kase alam kong matatakot ka.."&lt;/i&gt; Pero alam naman naming wala talagang kinalaman yung nangyare sa date kagabe, gusto ko lang ishare yung nangyare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-114968900972101271?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/114968900972101271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=114968900972101271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114968900972101271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114968900972101271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/06/anong-meron-sa-kwarto-ng-erpats-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-114865981715881587</id><published>2006-05-27T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T02:56:38.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;YOU SEXY THING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/ohhlalasmall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nakasalpak sa computer ko itong wallpaper na to, nakita ng tatay ko kanina sabi nya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAD:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Sana nagpanty ka na lang dyan.."&lt;/i&gt; (sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GAIL:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"HA?!"&lt;/i&gt; (wtf?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAD:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Sabi ko sana nagpanty ka na lang jan.."&lt;/i&gt; (sabay turo sa wallpaper ko. galit pa sya. he hates seeing me in mini skirts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GAIL:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Ano ka ba hindi ako yan!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAD:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Ah.. Hindi ba ikaw yan!? kala ko ikaw.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOL!!!!! hahahaha...sana lang dba? actually, nung tuesday lang pumunta yung mga pamangkin ko dito sa bahay kala din nila ako yun. Meron nga naman kasi akong skirt at belt na ganon chaka parehas kami ng tatak ng gitara. &lt;u&gt;As if&lt;/u&gt; namang ganyan ka-seksi yung legs at tiyan ko no. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, thank you &lt;a href="http://sundayx.deviantart.com/" target="_blank"&gt;sundayx&lt;/a&gt; for the coolest pic ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-114865981715881587?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/114865981715881587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=114865981715881587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114865981715881587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114865981715881587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-sexy-thing-nakasalpak-sa-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_ohhlalasmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-114848634907012942</id><published>2006-05-24T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T01:13:44.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UPDATES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SWIMMING SA ULAN&lt;/b&gt; - nung May 13 pumunta kami sa Bulacan para magswim kase nga bday ng tita ko nung May 8 dbaaa? Yan yung mga araw na may bagyong Caloy e hindi na namin pwede icancel yung reservation sa resort kase hindi pwede kaya nagswimming narin kame. Ayus naman yung weather eh! maaraw kaya! pero minsan umuulan. Ok nga eh.. swimming habang umuulan. Wala rin akong ginawa dun kundi kumaen ng kumaen ng chichirya. Kinabukasan, pinagdadasal kong sumuka para ilabas lahat ng chichiryang kinaen ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HENNA&lt;/b&gt; - pumunta kame sa bahay nila Chino para magpa-henna kay Gary. HAY SAWAKAS THANK YOU LORD AT NATULOY DIN! ilang linggo na kami nagpaplano magpahenna kaso namomove parati kase hindi pwede si ganyan..may lakad si ganito.. lala. Nagkita kami nila Jane sa Jolibee ng 12:15 (may butal?) para kumaen at ipahiram sa kanya yung Racerback ko. Racerback kase balak nyang magpalagay ng henna sa likod. Pagdating sa banyo, nagbihis na sya.. kaso natagalan kame kase nakalimutan nyang magstrapless na bra kaya nilagyan namin ng sandamakmak na stapler yung strap nya para hindi kita sa racerback. Ok naman.. mejo hindi halata. Eh halos 20++ atang staple wires ang nandun eh. lol. Pag-uwi galing kela Chino, hinabol kami ni Jane ng manyak na nakabisikleta na nakalabas yung YON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAY 24??&lt;/b&gt; - may 24 ba ngayon? hindi ko alam eh.. 3pm nako nagising at 4 na ata ako nakapaglunch. Buti nalang hindi ako kinatok ng dadi ko kase kung hinde patay patay nanaman ako sa kanya.. whew! nga lang.. nagtext ako sa kanya ng mga 4pm para tanungin kung alin sa mga ulam dito yung lunch ko.. wrong move. Kaya paguwi nya, nagalit sya saken. haha. btw, kanina sabi sa news ikakasal na daw si Barbie Almalbis sa anak ni Gringo Honasan, i almost cried and I DONT KNOW WHY! haha! well actually i know.. sooooobrang idol ko kase talaga si Barbie and siguro im just happy for her. lalu na nung nakita ko yung engagement ring nya at yung fiance nya.. AYSOS. pero yun nga.. it's really weird for me to cry.. she doesnt even know me! lol. oh well.. ang gwapo pala ng anak ni Gringo Honasan! Aaaay! (Uhh.. Hi Alex.. peace? hehe.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-114848634907012942?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/114848634907012942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=114848634907012942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114848634907012942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114848634907012942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/05/updates-swimming-sa-ulan-nung-may-13.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-114841023396156221</id><published>2006-05-24T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T03:25:05.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUNFLOWER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumunta kami sa bahay ng tita ko sa laguna nung May 6 kase bday nya nung May 8. grabe kakaiba talaga yung bahay ng tita ko na yun! ultimo table napkin hanggang sanitary napkin TINADTAD ng sunflower! naglagay nga pala ako ng pictures para wala lang naglagay lang ako hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_sunflower6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa may sala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_sunflower2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wall clocks at kandila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_sunflower3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dining table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_sunflower4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitchen area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_sunflower5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_house1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa labas ng bahay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_hammock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammock! wah. ganda ng kuha kooo *sniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang. nakalimutan kong kunan ng picture yung banyo at yung mga kwarto haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-114841023396156221?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/114841023396156221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=114841023396156221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114841023396156221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114841023396156221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunflower-pumunta-kami-sa-bahay-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-114809814113053835</id><published>2006-05-19T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T12:15:13.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAIRCUT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon, humingi ako ng pera kay erpats pampagupit. Binigyan nya ko ng P100 eh kulang.. kaya napagdesisyunan kong magpagupit nalang dito sa may amin. Pumunta ako sa may pagupitan ng alas-tres (kase may lakad kami ni Alex ng alas-kwatro.) Sabi nung babaeng nagpepedicure, P60 daw yung gupit (Ok lang.. kung ikukumpara mo nga naman sa going straight, P120 pag nagpapagupit ako dun plus tip) hintay lang daw ako. E di naghintay ako, sabi ko pa nun "Ang tagal naman lumabas nung gugupit saken.." Ok na sana kaso nung tapos na yung babae sa pinepedicuran nya, sabi nya maghintay lang daw ako kase mas nauna daw dumating yung lalakeng katabi ko. Nung kinukutkot na nya yung paa nung lalake, naisip ko &lt;i&gt;"Teka.. SYA BA ang gugupit sa buhok ko??? waah.. sana hindi sya.."&lt;/i&gt; habang pinapanood kong lagyan ng baby oil sa paa yung lalake at minasahe ng minasahe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kung sya ang gugupit saken, sana maghugas muna sya ng kamay bago nya ko gupitan.. ayokong magkaron ng libag ng paa sa buhok! waah.."&lt;/span&gt; Nung patapos na sya sa lalake, nagtext si Alex, tapos na daw yung klase nya kita na daw kame sabay tawag saken nung babae kase gugupitan na daw nya ko. Inexplain ko dun sa babae yung gusto kong gupet, dinala ko pa nga yung digicam ko para ipakita sa kanya yung picture eh. Nung ginugupitan na nya ko, hindi sya mapakali.. nanginginig nga ako kase feeling ko hindi nya alam yung ginagawa nya.. &lt;b&gt;AT HINDI PALA TALAGA.&lt;/b&gt; Explain ako ng explain sa kanya pero hindi nya gets!!! sumingit na nga yung may-ari para iexplain dun sa babae yung gupit na gusto ko pero no luck. Halatang asar na sya, ako naman natatakot na (waah! buhok koo!!!) Balak pa nyang gawing ganito yung buhok ko,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/waah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may onting bangs daw sa ilalim na diretso tapos may bangs na patagilid sa ibabaw.. (HELLO???? tiga 21st century kaba? Alien ka ata eh!) tapos inexplain ko sa kanya na patagilid lang yung gusto kong bangs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/eto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinemonstrate ko pa sa buhok ko. Pinagtitinginan na nga kami ng mga tao dun kase nahahalata nilang amPANGET nung gupit saken (pramis.. sana ako nalang gumupet kase ganun din magiging kakalabasan! libre pa.) Pagkatapos nyang paglaruan yung buhok ko, sinuklay suklay nya sabay slight na &lt;b&gt;BATOK&lt;/b&gt; (WTF?!?!?!) tumayo nako at nagpunta dun sa may-ari para magbayad, ang sabi nya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ano, nakuha ba yung gupit na gusto mo?"&lt;/span&gt; sabi ko &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hindi po.. di bale na"&lt;/span&gt; sabay bayad, tapos sabi nya habang may soot na sorry face &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tsk.. tsk.. wala kasi ngayon yung asawa ko eh sya yung tiga gupit talaga.."&lt;/span&gt; (alam ko.. sya nga yung hinihintay ko eh) Pucha.. gusto ko nga sabihin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Magbabayad pa po ba ko?"&lt;/span&gt; buti nalang mabait yung may-ari at hindi ko na sinabe. Pag-uwi ko ng bahay.. WAAH!!! BUHOK KO!!! (huhu) sabay pony tail. Nung kinagabihan, sinumbong ko sa erpats ko yung nangyare, actually labag sa loob nya na magpagupit ako kase against yun sa relihiyon nya kaya malamang nagalit sya saken bat daw ba kase ako nagpagupit pa e okay naman daw yung buhok ko.. (ok ba yon halos magmukha nakong sirena?!) tapos sabi nya &lt;b&gt;AKO DAW ANG MAY KASALANAN.&lt;/b&gt; wtf. dun nga ako nagpagupit kase ang alam ko, dun nya ko gustong magpagupit IF EVER. Ayaw nya kase sa going straight kasi daw malayo kaya nga nya ko binigyan ng 100 bill para hindi kasya sa going straight eh. Malamang MAS magagalit sya sakin kapag pinaayos ko yung buhok ko bukas kase MAS iikli sya. Kaya yun.. kelangan kong mag-withdraw sa ATM bukas para mapaayos ko yung buhok ko kase ayaw na nya akong bigyan ng pera (wala pa namang laman yun.. below maintaining balance na pag nag w/draw pako.) Alala ko dati nung bata ako, napaglaruan din yung buhok ko galit na galit yung mama ko nun! pinagsabihan talaga nya yung gumupit saken. Kaso wala na sya eh, wala nakong kakampi. Hmp! babaeng yon.. sana unti-unting malagas yung buhok nya! bwiset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-114809814113053835?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/114809814113053835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=114809814113053835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114809814113053835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114809814113053835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/05/haircut-kahapon-humingi-ako-ng-pera.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_waah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-114654329278094169</id><published>2006-05-02T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T12:12:31.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;AKO SI MR. SUAVE OOOOH GRABE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last semester, as usual, sabay kaming nagreview si Alex para sa finals. Nasa Taco Bell kami &lt;u&gt;for a week&lt;/u&gt; and guess what were doing almost 95% of our precious time? yep. goofing around. Since nakakaantok magreview ng magdamag, nagpicturan muna kame buti nalang parehas kaming pumasa nung finals dahil kung hinde, hindi namin makukuhang pagtawanan tong mga pics na to. Btw, bangs and mustache are not real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/nasaulapbaangyongmgamata.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/mrsuavesolopic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/mrsuaveindoubt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/mrsuavehairsmelling.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/mrsuaveandsidekick1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/lookup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/shocked1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/sidekickkiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/mrsuavesolowackypic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/thgothicchik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-114654329278094169?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/114654329278094169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=114654329278094169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114654329278094169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114654329278094169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/05/ako-si-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_nasaulapbaangyongmgamata.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-114433612096989272</id><published>2006-04-06T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T19:07:12.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SI WHITIE, ANG ASONG PUNK RAK&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, pumunta ako sa bahay ng bestfriend ko (Vera) kasama si Jane. As usual, &lt;u&gt;NAPAKA&lt;/u&gt;init sa labas kaya napagdesisyunan naming lakarin yung buong village nila. Hindi ko akalain na sa aking paglalakad ay matatagpuan ko ang pinaka-punk rak na asong makikita ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_asooo.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Whitie, ang asong may mahiwagang kilay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hindi ko alam kung ano ang mahiwagang bumabalot sa kilay ni Whitie, pero ng aming suriin, ang kanyang mga kilay ay yari sa pentelpen at malamang sya ay napagtripan ng mga batang may malilikhaing pagiisip na walang magawa sa kanilang mga buhay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-114433612096989272?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/114433612096989272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=114433612096989272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114433612096989272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114433612096989272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/04/si-whitie-ang-asong-punk-rak-kanina.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-114433544630086834</id><published>2006-04-06T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T12:25:44.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PIC TAC TOE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSS!!!! AT LAST!!!! &lt;u&gt;mejo&lt;/u&gt; ayus na din sa wakas ang nabubulok naming computer! WAHAHA!!! anyway, hindi naman talaga actually tungkol sa pc ko tong entry na to eh. yep.. it's all about pictures. since i promised last time to post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_7-boracay.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto yung sinasabi ko sa previous entry na nung grade 1 e sunog na sunog ako pag-uwi ko galing Boracay tapos tamang "NEGRA! NEGRA!" lang naman ang kantyaw saken ng mga kup*l kong kaklaseng lalake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_7-yellow.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture ko nung 7 ako. kuha ni erpats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_larolaro-kinder.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Rejine, yung bestfriend ko. 5 y/o ata kame nito eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_17-Gailrej.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako at si Rej ulet. this time 17 na kame :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_baka.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(14 y/o) Nagvolunteer akong mag-gatas ng baka sa Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_prompicfront.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom namin nung 3rd year. I'm the one in purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_nonogailkeyboard.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nono and Gail at ang condo/tugtugan days namen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_whatnow.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si erpats. apat na araw ang nakalipas bago naging kame ni alex *WAHAHAHA!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_1styr2nddayust.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pucha panira.. haha.Nakakangawit kase sa panga eh.. (2nd day ng 1st yr college)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_Wahaha.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto pa isa.. 2nd yr college naman kame nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_thetowerofgarbage.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, sa mcdo. 1st year college kame nito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_chocolaaaate.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kababuyan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_shhh.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walang magawa sa bahay.. dad took this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_p0mh.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eww. haha. debut kasi ng friend ko nyan kaya girly girly ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_18gailkhenconvention2ndyr.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Khen, ang nilalang na pinaka-adik sa mga adik sa picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_gailmarahteeny.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako at Si Marah, isa pang adik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y295/p0mh/for%20blog/th_feetin.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my classmates (Manila-Subic Tour Guiding finals, mar.2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto lang yung iba sa mga random pics na nahagilap ko dito sa pc.. ppost nalang ako ulit ng iba heheh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-114433544630086834?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/114433544630086834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=114433544630086834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114433544630086834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114433544630086834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/04/pic-tac-toe-yessss-at-last-mejo-ayus.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-114397072997256102</id><published>2006-04-02T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T22:34:19.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HABEDEBEY GAIL (march 25th entry sana)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shet 19 nako. parang kelan lang feel na feel ko pang pagsalitain sila Barbie at Ken na parang mga casts ng koreanovela. Actually, last yr sinubukan ko ulit maglaro kasama yung mga pamangkin ko, wala lang. feeling ko lang naman mukha akong tanga. haha. Ganun pala talaga kapag tumatanda na no? may mga bagay na dati ginagawa mo na hindi mo namamalayang kinukupas na ng panahon. Eto nga pala yung iba sa mga natatandaan kong nangyare sakin sa loob ng 19 na taon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0&lt;/strong&gt; - *fetus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; - *since photographer si erpats, sinamantala nya ang pagkuha saken ng maraaaaaaming pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; - *ganun din&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*namaster ang sining ng vandalismo sa pamamagitan ng pader at crayola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; - *nagenroll ng ballet class sa SM Cubao dun sa may foodcourt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nawili sa mga sasakyang de-token sa SM katulad ng elepante at oso (na sa totoo lang e taas baba taas baba lang naman talaga ang galaw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; - *nursery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nakilala ko si Rejine, kapitbahay namin na naging kalaro, bestfriend (at kainuman ko pa pala balang araw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nadulas sa silya at nasugatan ng pako sa baba na bumaon ng malalim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; - *grumaduate ng nursery (AWARD: most friendly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nag-aral ng kinder at isa sa dalawang paborito ng teacher namen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagkaron ng first cras na pangalanan nating Patrick Dionisio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nanay ng 3 little kittens na kanta nung parents day program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*unang beses tumae sa school HAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - *prep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dumating sa flag ceremony ng late at kulot NA.(yung mga kaklase ko nga ginagalaw galaw pa yung buhok ko habang naglulupang hinirang.. jahe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagkaron ng minor sugery dahil sa mga kagat ng ipis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - *grade 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*galing boracay. pagpasok sa skool tinutukso nila akong negra kase sunog na sunog na SUNOG talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nakilala na isa sa mga pinakaexperto sa larangan ng ten-twenty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagka-dengue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*namatay si ermats, cancer sa colon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - *grade 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*may seatmate ako na takot sa sinigang na baboy kaya kapag yun ang lunch ko hinahabol ko sya bitbit bitbit yung sinigang at doon ko nalaman na hindi pala kumakain ng baboy ang mga muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(patawad..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - *grade 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nakilala ako na isa sa mga pinakamabilis tumakbo na babae sa buong batch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pero butas ang kamay sa volleyball.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - *grade 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*isa sa mga batang kumanta sa Araneta Coliseum na hanggang ngayon hindi ko parin alam kung baket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inawardan ng best in filipino, english at most artistic sa classroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*member ng choir sa skool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*leader at champion sa Arnis competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*first time makipagsuntukan at malamang unang babae sa batch namin na nakipagsuntukan sa lalake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*humihiram hiram ng gitara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*niregaluhan ng sergs ng 2 kong kaklase na hindi ko naman tinanggap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagdalaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 - *grade 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nakipagsuntukan nanaman pero sa ibang lalake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pinlanong magbanda na pinangalanan naming "Cyclone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pinalabas ng titser dahilan sa sobrang paglalaro ng softball nung recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagsimulang maggitara sa skool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*may manyak kaming kabatch na tumatawag sa bahay na ayaw na ayaw kong makasalubong kase namamalo ng pwet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 - *grade 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kamuntikan na hindi makagraduate kase napatawag sa guidance ng 2 beses na ikinagalit ni erpats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hindi pinapasok ng tatay ko ng matagaaal na panahon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sinimulan gumawa ng tula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nakilala si Baron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagkagusto.. at pinigil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*first time naregaluhan ng stuffed toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sawakas graduate din! may awards kaso nakalimutan ko na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 - *1st yr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*new student sa St. Mary's College QC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naculture shock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*most artistic daw sa klase sabi ng teacher ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rhythmic gymnastics champion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nakilala si Ched pero ayaw ko syang kausap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hinabol kami ni Rejine ng exibitionist (yung mga lalakeng nagmamasturbate sa kalye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 - *2nd yr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nakilala ko si Vera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tumutugtog kami sa congressional kung san nasira si "first gitar" kase gumulong ako dahil nagpreno yung jip ng malakas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagkaron kami ng band nila Vera at Jane pinangalanang POWERPUFFCORNS ng mga taong nakatugtugan namin pero hindi naman namin talaga kilala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walang tigil na pinapagsplit ako ng mga kaklase ko nung nalamang marunong akong magsplit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagaudition at nakapasok sa teatre (theatre's club sa school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naging 'close' kami nung/ni Ched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagbakasyon sa australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 - *3rd yr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*may cras akong kaklase na itago natin sa pangalang Andrew Hernandez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prom namen, sabay kami ni Rejine pumunta (remember? yung kalaro ko 10 yrs ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gumawa ng tula tungkol kay Madam Uba na pinagpasapasahan ng buong klase habang naglelecture sya ng chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagkagirlfriend at naging tatay na si Baron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kinasuklaman si Ched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*namatayan ng cras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 - *4th yr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nakilala si Nono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagkaron ng banda kasama si Nono, Nersha (etc) at tumutugtog every after school sa condo nila Nono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagcompose ng maraming kanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dinrowing si Madam Sagum, teacher namin sa algebra, na pinagpasapasahan nanaman ng klase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naging club officer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Na-suspend sa dami dami dami ng tardies pero hindi ko alam na suspended pala ako nung araw na yun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumadweyt ng highschool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*umattend ng gradball at nakasayaw yung cras ko (si Andrew Hernandez nga..)&lt;br /&gt;*nakilala si Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 - *1st yr college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naging bridge ni Alex sa girl na gusto nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naging close kami ni Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagaral sa UST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naculture shock lalo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagsulat ng poems LALO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagkaron ng first boyfriend na itago natin sa pangalang Alex Lapuz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pinaginitan ng 2 profs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 - 2nd yr college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*namatayan ng schoolmate (yung namamalo ng pwet nung elementary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*humagulgol ako ng sobra sa harap ng tita at ng tatay ko for the first time ever kase pinaghihiwalay kami ni Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*18th bday ko! haha! dami kong pera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bumili ng cellphone na hindi alam ng tatay ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*namatay si Randall, nabaril ng holdaper sa UST :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hindi parin makaadapt sa college life.. college environment at college friends&lt;br /&gt;*pinaginitan nanaman ng dalawang profs na naging isa sa mga dahilan kung bakit nireshuffle yung batch namen (pero ibang profs naman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 - *3rd yr college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nasira na yung phone na binili ko.. fairness.. tumagal sya ng 1 taon na hindi nalalaman ni erpats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hindi parin makaadapt sa college life, college environment.. at college friends&lt;br /&gt;*mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal parin si Alex kahit anong mangyare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sinusulat ko ngayon tong blog entry na to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At since bday ko naman.. hayaan nyo nakong magpost ng mga pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nextime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-114397072997256102?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/114397072997256102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=114397072997256102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114397072997256102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114397072997256102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/04/habedebey-gail-march-25th-entry-sana.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-114232811443013231</id><published>2006-03-14T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T17:33:15.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOHARI WINDOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akalain mo nga naman.. kala ko assignment lang namin sa speech class, pinagkakainteresan din pala sa internet! haha! galing! anyway, please answer this one kung nabasa mo tong word na to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIGE NA PLIS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nabasa mo ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here's the site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=strawberyfildampalayafishcake"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=strawberyfildampalayafishcake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-114232811443013231?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/114232811443013231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=114232811443013231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114232811443013231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114232811443013231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/03/johari-window-akalain-mo-nga-naman.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-114207691601425606</id><published>2006-03-11T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T12:46:38.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P RANDALL ANTOLIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe ang tagal ko na palang hindi nakapagblog. kulang nalang alikabukin yung mga entries ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malungkot mang sabihin, ang rason ng pagbablog ko ngayon ay dahil sa pakikiramay kay Randall Antolin. School mate ko sa Meris (SMCQC) at sa UST na nabaril sa P.Noval nitong March 4 lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganito kase yon.. maaga akong natulog nung Mar. 4 nagising lang ako ng mga 11:00pm para umihe. Ang sarap na sana ng tulog ko ng basahin ko yung text Djames na &lt;em&gt;"Please pray for the soul of randall antolin, he was shot at P.Noval just this evening.."&lt;/em&gt; Akalain mo nga naman nawala antok ko. &lt;em&gt;“di nga? Seryoso?”&lt;/em&gt; sabay basa ng message ni Nono na ganun din yung laman. Shet. Seryoso nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday yun eh. Kaya kinabukasan… NSTP namen, sinundo ako ni Alex. Inaya nya ko sa P.Noval kase gusto namin hanapin yung &lt;em&gt;SPOT&lt;/em&gt; ni Randall. Nagtanong tanong pa nga kami sa mga tao dun eh.. mga dalawa sila pero di daw nila alam. Hanggang sa may tinanungan kaming matandang tindera sa tindahan… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALEX:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Excuse me po, may nabalitaan pobakayong nabaril dito kagabe?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MANANG: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Oo daw.. nakwento lang sakin ng isang studyante eh. DUN! Dun sa may dulo!" (sabay turo sa kanto ng P.Noval at Espana)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKO:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Mga anong oras po nangyare yun?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MANANG:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Di ko sigurado eh.. mga 10 ata.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00 ko kase nareceive yung message eh.. baka yun nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E di naglakad kami ni Alex dun sa sidewalk ng P.Noval habang nakatingin sa baba. Habang naglalakad, may nakita kaming parang color dark brown sa semento na kasing lawak ng platito.. tapos may footsteps.. yung tipong naapakan sya.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKO:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;“Shet Alex! Eto na ata!”&lt;/em&gt; *scared*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinutdot nya pero hindi pala yun kasi hindi sya dugo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E di lakad pa kami papunta sa dulo ng P.Noval tapos may nakita nanaman kaming kasingkulay nung nakita namin kanina kaso ngayon naman kasinglaki sya ng plato. As in &lt;strong&gt;MALAKI &lt;/strong&gt;talaga. Eto naman mejo weird kase may mga strips ng newspaper na sunog chaka mga matchsticks na gamit na. Anyway, etong si Alex ang weird kase nilabas nya yung baon nyang tubig sabay lagay dun sa malaking color dark brown na ewan tapos kumuha sya ng matchstick na nakakalat don tapos hinalo nya yung tubig.. bumigat talaga yung pakiramdam ko kasi nung pagkahalo nya yung dating tuyot na ewan naging kulay maroon. Ayun. Nakita na namin ang &lt;em&gt;SPOT &lt;/em&gt;ni Randall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung gabi hindi ako makatulog sobra.. ang bigat sa pakiramdam na nakita mo yung spot kung san sya namatay. Basta mabigat. Pagkatapos ko makita yun, buong araw ko inisip kung san sya nanggaling.. anong iniisip nya.. pano sya napunta sa spot na yun... ewan basta madami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos yun… nagpunta kami sa burol. Niyakap ko mami nya. Tapos yung kaklase ko na kakambal nya, si Tracy niyakap ko din. Di ko pwede yakapin si Kyle eh baka magalit si alex hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shempre burol.. anjan na yung kwento.. eto yung kwento samen ng dadi nya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakatapos lang daw maginternet ni Randall sa may PNoval malapit sa Copytrade. Nagpaalam pa nga sya sa dadi nya kung pwede bad aw pumunta sa party kasi bday ni Jayson kaso hindi daw sya pinayagan. Habang naglalakad daw sya sa may P.Noval, may nadaanan syang Kotse chaka motorcycle. Bigla daw syang hinoldap, target yung cellphone na hawak hawak nya. Tapos tumakbo sya sabay binaril sya. Tumama yung bala sa likod nya pero takbo parin sya. After 5 meters, bigla syang napaluhod tapos napadapa. Di nga alam kung nanlaban pa daw si Randall kase may hiwa sya sa pagitan ng index finger at middle finger eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badtrip nga kase wala man lang tumulong sa kanya, malamang may mga tao na nakakita dun kaso inassume kase kaagad na patay na sya kaya hindi na ginalaw ng mga tao chaka nung mga tanod. Hinintay nalang daw nila yung mga Pulis. And to make things worse, alam nyo bang ang Pulis station sa lugar nay un eh wala pa nga atang 10 metro ang layo sa crime scene?! Bwiset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinala yung body ni Randall sa UST hospital..unconscious sya pero may pulse, After ilang sandali namatay na din. Kung may tumulong lang dun sa tao at sinugod na nila ng maaga e di naagapan pa sana sya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nung nandun na kami sa burol, may nakita akong nakapatong na chocolate bar sa ibabaw ng kabaong nya.. malamang favorite na chocolate ni Randall yun... MALI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sabi ng dad nya, may prof daw sila Randall na tuwing may nakakaperfect ng exam binibigyan nya ng prize. Kaya yung chocolate bar na nakita ko, yun pala yung prize ni Randall sa exam nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon yung libing ni Randall. Hindi ako nakaabot kase nalate ako ng dating at hindi ko alam kung sang lupalop ko hahanapin yung Forest Park.…sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Randall Antolin.. ill pray for you. Promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-114207691601425606?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/114207691601425606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=114207691601425606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114207691601425606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/114207691601425606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2006/03/r.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-113527209091223737</id><published>2005-12-06T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T02:12:37.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER EXHIBITIONIST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina late nako nagising, tapos nagiinternet pako habang nagpapatuyo ng buhok e di expected ko na late na late nako. 7 ang pasok ko dapat eh kaso nakaalis ako ng bahay ng 6:30 at nakupow grabe ang traffic pati! e kelangan ko pa naman ng extra 1 hr kase 1 hr ang byahe. Nung nasa kalagitnaan na kami ng Espana, akalain mo nga namang tumirik yung jip na sinasakyan ko! WAH! MALAS! ngayon pa! kung kelan WALA NAKONG TARDY kumpara sa dating araw araw! so ayun, e di pinagbibibigyan na kami nung driver ng pamasahe para makalipat sa kabilang jip. E di baba ako sabay sakay sa unang unang jip na nakita ko, dun din sumakay yung mamang nakasabay ko sa jip na bulok. Naupo ako sa dulo, dun sa may labasan. Tapos yung mama nakaupo sa left side ko.. tabi kame. Actually, tatlo lang yung taong nakaupo sa side ng jip namen WEWAN KO ba kung baket ayaw nyang umusog sa gitna.. Yung mama, mag dala dalang plastic, galing ata sya ng palengke eh. Tapos nakita ko yung daliri nya mejo parang may nilalaro. Naisip ko: &lt;i&gt;pucha mamaya nagmamasturbate tong mama sa tabi ko..&lt;/i&gt; tapos pagtingin ko WAH OO NGA! basta lingon pa sya ng lingon sakin nun eh! kaya ginitgit ko talaga yung sarili ko dun sa kaduluduluhan ng upuan ng jip eto namang si manong ginigitgit ako lalo.. DBA NAKAKAINIS!!! Tapos nakakatakot sobra kase nanginginig pa yun tuhod nya tapos parang kinikiskis nya yung legs ko sa kanya WAH! dapat nga sasabihin ko na pucha ang luwag luwag ng jip wag nya kong gitgitin kaso baka saksakin ako bigla nun! gago. Pababa na sana ako ng jip pero bigla nya kong inunahan. basta badtrip kadiri. panglima ko na to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4759/132/1600/jeepney.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4759/132/320/jeepney.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-113527209091223737?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/113527209091223737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=113527209091223737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/113527209091223737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/113527209091223737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-exhibitionist-kanina-late-nako.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-113335777938787960</id><published>2005-11-30T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T21:59:30.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOYFRIEND KO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang hirap pala kapag mahal mo masyado ang isang tao no? Lahat ng sayo sa kanya, yung isipin mo lang na baka mawala sya ang sakit SAKIT na, tapos may mapansin ka lang na mali magaalala kana. Minsan nga naisip ko, tama nga yung sinasabi ng mga tao na &lt;i&gt;wag mong ibigay lahat kapag nagmahal ka.&lt;/i&gt; Oo, aminado ako mahal ko sya ng SOBRA. Pero hindi ko naman pinili na mahalin sya ng ganun dba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan kasi, may mga oras na nahihirapan din ako, pero ayus lang kase wala pa sa kalingkingan ng hirap ko yung pagmamahal na nararamdaman ko para sa kanya. Walang halong kaplastikan ha, pero para saken ok lang kahit masaktan, pwede mo namang iiyak sa bahay yan eh paguwi mo. tapos pag nahimasmasan kana WALA NA ULET! (haha) ganun naman parati eh. Pero kahit na ganito, hindi ako nagsisisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong, wala kaming problema ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laking pasasalamat ko lang kay God kasi binigyan nya ko ng taong mamahalin ko ng sobra pa sa SOBRA. Na kahit sabihin ng marami na "mali" hindi parin mababago yung feelings na nararamdaman ko para sa kanya. Hindi rin ako natatakot kung masaktan man ako ng grabe if ever na magbreak kami sa huli, ang importante masaya ako ngayon kase maswerte ako at sya ang boyfriend ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-113335777938787960?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/113335777938787960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=113335777938787960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/113335777938787960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/113335777938787960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/11/boyfriend-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-113278409083536060</id><published>2005-11-24T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T06:14:50.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BWISET!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nakakainis yung mga maid dito.. maliban sa hindi sila mautusan, ang kakapal pa ng mukha! palibhasa masyado na silang kampante lalong lalo na saken kase hindi naman maid ang turing sa kanila dito. basta, hindi na ko sila pinapansin ngayon, punong puno nako. HELLO!? minsan na nga lang ako mag-utos nagiinarte pa. Kaines. halos bigyan ko na sila ng pera at pamasahe nun chaka ako na yung gagawa ng ginagawa nila ayaw paren. Sabi nga nung friend ko, &lt;em&gt;"anu ba yang mga katulong nyo, hindi mautusan!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapos kase kahapon, umuwi ako ng bahay ng maaga si Alex kasi hapon pa uwi nun eh. Tapos yung maid naming isa &lt;b&gt;yung bago&lt;/b&gt; nasa phone. Nakareceive ako ng text galing kay Alex na kesyo uuwi na daw sya pero wala syang pamasahe kase P2.00 nalang pala yung natirang pera nya kaya sisimulan na daw nyanglakarin (from Trinity hanggang Kamias yun ah!) hindi na sya nakapagtext ulit kase wala na syang load nun. Eh wala rin akong load kaya hindi ko sya mareplyan. Sasabihin ko sanang magpasundo nalang sa sakin o kaya dumaan sya sa bahay.. HELLO?! LALAKARIN NYA YON!? ang layo kaya.. Tapos eh di nakauwi na sya ng bahay, alam mo ba kwento? Tumawag daw sya sa bahay bago sya umalis ng school. Yung Jing yung nakasagot. Sabi ni Jing sa kanya na &lt;b&gt;SANDALI LANG&lt;/b&gt; kase call wait lang si Alex. Edi naghintay si Alex.. naubos na yung isang minuto kakahintay hindi parin sya binabalikan kaya naghulog pa sya ng barya.. (&lt;strong&gt;FYI:&lt;/strong&gt; last piso nya) akalain mo nga namang naghintay sya dun hanggang sa nagbusy yung line! Kaya pala sya tumawag kase magpapasundo sana sya kase wala na nga syang pamasahe. PAKSHET TALAGA!!! Sana hindi nalang nya sinabing "Sandali lang.." kung gusto pa nyang makipagtelebabad. Kaya yun, nilakad ni Alex pauwi ng bahay. Nakakainis. Minsan na nga lang magpayphone yung tao ganun pa yung nangyare. Hindi ko alam kung tanga ba sya at may instructions naman yung callwait-slash-matagaaaaal na syang gumagamit ng telepono dito pero hindi parin sya marunong gumamit kahit nasagot nya yung callwait at hindi lang nya trip balikan yung tumawag saken. Pero pag ako yung nakakasagot ng callwait nila nagmamadali pakong ibaba yung kausap ko sa kabilang linya eh noh.. galing. Ang masaklap pa dun, wala man lang sinabing na may tumawag saken. bwiset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-113278409083536060?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/113278409083536060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=113278409083536060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/113278409083536060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/113278409083536060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/11/bwisetnakakainis-yung-mga-maid-dito.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-113263808648524656</id><published>2005-11-21T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T13:43:19.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MALAS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumain kami ni Alex ng lunch sa *bleep* tapos after namin kumaen dun narin kami nagreview ng mga itetest namin bukas. Habang kumakain ako ng lunch akalain mo nga namang may buhok na nagpapahinga sa kalagitnaan ng buritto na kinakain ko?! yakness. Dapat nga magcocomplain ako nun sa counter para bigyan ako ulit ng bago since paubos na.. HAHA!!! kaso sabi ni Alex tanggalin ko nalang daw. Andun kami nakatambay hanggang gabi kase refillable yung drinks kaya kahit isang buong araw kami dun eh hindi kami mauuhaw. EH ANG DAMI KONG NAINOM-- eh di punta ako ng cr para umihe. Shempre after mag cr &lt;u&gt;kelangan&lt;/u&gt; mong maghugas ng kamay dba? Nakapagsabon nako't lahat tapos magbabanlaw na sana ako ng kamay, AY GRABE AKALAIN MO NGA NAMANG NAWALAN NG TUBIG. lumabas ako ng cr tapos sinubukan kong maghugas dun sa sink sa labas.. WALA DIN!!! sabi naman nung babae sa counter nung pinuntahan ko inaayus na daw yung tubo. galing. Tinry narin namin ni Alex sa cr ng guys pero kagaya nga ng sabi ko, wala rin tubig. Eh nadaanan ko yung machine ng cola, naisipan kong kumuha ng maraaaaaaming yelo para pang hugas ng kamay eh kaso sobrang lamig eh chaka lalong dumami yung bula sa kamay ko kaya tinapon ko den haha! sabi naman ni Alex tutunawin daw nya yung baso ng yelo dun sa hand dryer tapos ayun astig natunaw nga! haha! kaya yun nalang pinanghugas ko! yehey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagpatak ng mga 7pm, nagkayayaan nang umuwe. Kinukulit nya kong ihatid sa bahay eh.. ayoko kase gabi na chaka baka hanapin na sya sa kanila.. basta natapos yung usapan na ihahatid nya ako sa bahay. Sa jeep, dun kami nakaupo sa dulo malapit sa pinto. Una palang nakikita ko na yung lalake sa harapan ko na tingin ng tingin samin.. nakakainis! e di tinignan ko din sya. Pagtingin ko dun sa kamay nya, unti-unti nyang binubuksan yung zipper tapos isasara ulet. Kala ko nga nung una nilalaro nya eh. Bigla kong naalala ko dati muntik na kami mahold-up ni Alex sa jeep tapos nasa loob ng bag nung holdaper yung kamay nya. Sabi ko kay Alex bantayan nya yung lalake sa harapan ko. Nung tumagal lalo akong natakot kase kapag hindi ako tumitingin sa kanya, unti unti nyang binubuksan yung zipper sa bag nya.. tapos kapag tinitignan namin, nagtutulug-tulugan na halata naman! Basta yung sobrang nanlambot ako nung time na may dudukutin sya sa likod ng pants nya pero buti nalang hindi nya tinuloy.. Kaya sabi ko bumaba na kami ng jeep. Tapos yun bumaba na kami.. pero sobrang malaaaayo sa bahay yung binabaan namin kaya nilakad pa namin hanggang bahay. Mas mabuti na yun noh! hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-113263808648524656?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/113263808648524656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=113263808648524656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/113263808648524656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/113263808648524656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/11/malas-kumain-kami-ni-alex-ng-lunch-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-113177598365873206</id><published>2005-11-12T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T17:04:00.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wah! tagal ko NANAMANG hindi nakapagblog! busy kasi eh. Anniv namin ni alex nung isang araw.. kumaen kame sa yellow cab kasi gusto nya kainin yung maraming flavors na pizza, pero bago yun, kakagaling ko lang sa skool. sobrang pinipilit ko talaga syang wag ako sunduin kase sabi ko uuwi pa ko ng bahay para magbihis, pero ang totoo hindi ako makakabili ng ube cake sa red ribbon pag sinundo nya ko haha! gustong gusto kase nya yun eh kaya gustong gusto ko din syang bilhan nun. first time ko kayang bumili ng cake na ako lang magisa!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nauna akong dumating sa ycab kase yun ang plano ko. ok lang at least hindi ako late! kase almost 3/4 ata ng pagkikita namen parati akong late haha! so yun, nagsulat muna ako ng letter para sa kanya tapos nagtext sya sakin na matatagalan daw sya kase may inutos pa yung mommy nya.. sa hindi ko ineexpect na pagkakataon, bigla kong narinig yun boses nya tapos may inabot syang rose! haha! hindi ko ineexpect na nandun na sya at hindi ko rin ineexpect na bibigyan nya ko nun! mukha nga akong loser nun kase nakita nya akong gumagawa nung ibibigay ko sa kanya hehe! nagulat ako lalo kase sinundan nya ng BOUQUET! wah! hahaha! kala ko yung rose lang ibibigay nya may bouquet pa pala. ANG GANDAAAAAA.. pero hindi sya bouquet ng roses ah! iba ibang flowers. ang ganda nung bouquet sobra! ang bango2 pa! habang kumakain kame ng pizza amoy na amoy yung flowers heehehe! binigyan din nya ko ng chocolates chaka letter na pinaiyak ako ng sobra nung kinagabihan hehe! touched ako sa kanya sobra nung binigyan nya ko ng flowers kase hindi naman sya flowery person eh. lalo na soot pa nya yung polo na pinili ko tapos yung pants din nyang favorite ko, hindi rin sya nagsoot ng glasses buong araw. kase dati, parating ako yung nagtatanggal since masama ngang sootin ng matagal. alam mo yun? mga simpleng bagay pero sweet. grabe halos mauta-uta na kami sa kabusugan pagkatapos kumaen hahahaha! nilakad namin pauwe hanggang bahay.. wala lang.. trip. gabi na naman kase eh kaya hindi mainit. tadtad ako ng flowers sa kwarto ngayon.. kung san san ko pinaglalalagay eh! haha! stig. isang taon na kame! BELATED HAPPY ANNIVERSARY SWEETHEART! i love you i love you i love you..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-113177598365873206?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/113177598365873206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=113177598365873206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/113177598365873206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/113177598365873206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-anniversarywah-tagal-ko-nanamang.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-112892313587396466</id><published>2005-10-10T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T17:39:18.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOLD UP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinundo ako ni Alex sa UST after ng class ko tapos sumakay kami ng jeep papuntang cubao. Nung nakasakay na, as usual naghaharutan nanaman kame tapos sa sobrang pagod tumigil ako makipagharutan. Napansin ko bigla syang tumulala sa ceiling ng jeep, eh di ako naman si sunod kung san sya nakatingin, wala namang matitignan dun kaya tinanong ko sya &lt;i&gt;"Ok ka lang?.."&lt;/i&gt; Inalis ko yung kamay ko sa kanya tapos paghawak ko ng kamay ulet nya sobrang basa na sobrang lamig hindi naman sya eh pasmado.. Nagaalala na talaga ako sa kanya kase mamaya hinaheart burn na sya o kung ano.. kala ko nga natatae sya eh. Tapos nung nasa may E Rodriguez na kame natulog muna ako pero bago yun tinanong ko ulit kung ok lang ba sya, seryoso hindi talaga nya ko tinitignan! mejo naasar pa nga ako kase sabi nya wag kaw akong maingay.. rar. E di yun nga natulog nako.. paggising ko, dun parin sya nakatingin!!! wah! anu na kayang nangyayare sa kanya??? nagsisimula na talaga akong magalala kase mamaya kung ano nang nararamdaman nya ayaw lang nya ipaalam. Nung nasa Cubao na kami, nagbabaan na lahat ng tao ewan ko kung bakit hindi parin kami bumababa. So ang tao sa jeep.. ako (sa may pintuan sa dulo), si alex, 1 lalake, 2 magboyfriend at saka yun lalake sa may pintuan din na katapat ko. Bumaba na yung lalake na katabi ni Alex tapos umurong sya gitna..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALEX:&lt;/b&gt; (pabulong) &lt;em&gt;"lipat ka sa dulo.."&lt;/em&gt; (hindi parin nakaalis yung tingin nya sa celing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(e di umurong nanaman ako sa dati kong pwesto sa may pinto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALEX:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;"ANO KA BA?! halika nga dito!"&lt;/em&gt; (sabay hila sakin papunta sa gitna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GAIL:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;"ANO BANG PROBLEMA MO!?"&lt;/em&gt; (nagsisimula na maasar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALEX:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;"WAG KANG MAKULET!"&lt;/em&gt; (hindi parin tinatanggal yung mata sa ceiling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GAIL:&lt;/b&gt; (napatingin sa lalake na katapat kanina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namutla talaga ako sobra kase nakita ko yung lalake nasa loob ng bag yung isa nyang kamay! Tapos nung lagpas isetan na kame, bumaba na yung 2 magboyfriend. Pinasabay ako ni Alex sa kanila tapos si Alex yung huling bumaba. Pagbaba ko ng jeep SOBRANG nanlambot talaga yung tuhod ko kala ko mahohold-up na kame. Tapos pagbabang pagbaba ni alex umiyak ako kase natakot ako eh! HAHAHA!!!! Hindi pala sya nakatingin sa ceiling, nakatingin pala sya dun sa mata ng lalake kase daw pinapakiramdaman daw nya kung ano yung gagawin. Nung pagsakay palang namin nakatingin na daw sakin yung lalake eh ayaw nya ni Alex yun kaya tiningnan nya kung nakabukas ba yung buttons ko, yung skirt ko etc eh hindi naman daw.. basta naiirita daw sya kase daw tingin ng tingin yung lalake tapos nung nasa EDSA na biglang nilagay nung lalake sa bag yun isang kamay nya. Hindi parin inaalis ni alex yun tingin nya sa lalake hanggang sa makababa kami ng jeep.&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko pa nga pagbaba namin ng jeep habang umiiyak ako &lt;i&gt;"Kala ko natatae ka kaya malamig yung kamay mo.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waah.. buti nalang talaga hindi kame na-hold up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-112892313587396466?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/112892313587396466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=112892313587396466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112892313587396466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112892313587396466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/10/hold-up-sinundo-ako-ni-alex-sa-ust.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-112550679337943842</id><published>2005-09-01T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T01:12:17.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ang tagaaaaaaal kong hindi nakapagblog hahaha!!! kaya eto mamili nalang kayo ng kwento:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ANG LIBRE NG BURGER KING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NG DAHIL SA UNDERWEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MGA ASO SA BARBWIRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*UST SCANDAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANG LIBRE NG BURGER KING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta ako ng BK basta di ko na kasi matandaan kung kelan eh.. basta last week ata tapos umorder ako sa counter, eh yun asa counter that time sya ATA yung nagbabantay ng mga staff ng bk kase iba yun damit nya tapos habang nagoorder ako sabi nya sa kasama nya na nagbubura ng mga nakasulat sa flyers: &lt;i&gt;Jing! mali.. bat mo binura yun price?! hindi kasama yun price!!! ako na nga jan..&lt;/i&gt; e di nagswitch sila, yun babaeng nagbubura na yun nasa counter tapos umorder nako eh yung order ko mga P29 lang so dapat may sukli akong P71 eh pagkakarinig ko P7&lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt; yung sukli ko kaya nakatingin lang ako dun sa sinukli sakin kase twenty, fifty at &lt;b&gt;piso&lt;/b&gt; lang yun sinukli eh dapat P5 yung barya tapos bigla nyang sinabi: &lt;i&gt;Miss.. P71?&lt;/i&gt; tapos natauhan ako sabi ko: &lt;i&gt;Ah.. ok.&lt;/i&gt; Pagbalik ko ng upuan.. nagkwentuhan na kami ni alex.. paglagay ko sa wallet ko nung money: &lt;i&gt;Teka.. bat dalawa yung P50 ko?&lt;/i&gt; lalalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NG DAHIL SA UNDERWEAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta kami ng gateway ni alex last sunday tapos dumaan kami ng alimall kasi bibili ako sa penshoppe ng underwear.. eh sinabi ko na sa kanya before na layo muna sya sakin kapag bumili ako. Tapos nung pumipili nako, bigla syang tumabi saken kaya sabi ko: &lt;i&gt;bat andito ka? alis ka muna dito&lt;/i&gt; tapos after ko bumili hindi ko na sya nakita sa loob ng penshoppe hinanap ko pa sya hanggang 3rd floor tapos nung nakita ko na sya pumunta kami sa cd shop para tumingin ng cds. Eh may gusto akong game, ipapatanong ko sana sa kanya dun sa tibo na nagtitinda kung anong klaseng game ba yun eh mukhang may sumpong kaya di bale nalang. Naasar kaya ako bigla kase di ko alam kung bakit bigla nalang syang naging ganon kaya sabi ko umuwe nalang kame. Eh di tuloy tuloy yung lakad ko hanggang sa terminal ng jeep. Sa terminal ng jeep sabi ko sa kanya umuwi na sya eh ayaw pa nya umuwi.. tapos basta natapos yung usapan namin na nasa cubao parin ako pero hindi ko na sya kasama. Sa cubao bumalik ako sa alimall para bilin yun cd, gulat ako kase nakita ko syang papalabas ng alimall kaya nagtago ako. tapos nung tumitingin nako ng cd bigla akong tinawag nung tibo na kausap namin kanina sabe: &lt;i&gt;Excuse me miss! may pinabibigay sayo.. &lt;/i&gt;wah kala ko binili ni alex yun cd hahaaha! letter pala. ayoko pa nga basahin nung una kase maiiyak lang ako hehe. Pagkatapos ko bilin yung cd hinahanap ko na sya sa paligid. gusto ko na sya makita para makapagsorry ako. badtrip kaya! kase may nakita akong guy na kaparehas na kaparehas ng soot nya nung araw na yun! nirvana na black tapos naka-maong ahahaha!!! twice ko pa nakasalubong.. kala ko sya na. naglakad ako hanggang terminal ng jeep tapos umuwi na. Bago pala ako nakauwi, nagtext ako sa kanya na sabe ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"sna d nlang tau ngsama kung mgkkagani2 lng pla.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nabasa ko yun mga replies nya nung nasa bahay nako.. basta madami tapos sabi nya na sumunod daw sya sakin sa alimall, may ibibigay daw sana sya kaso hindi na nya ako nahabol tapos sabi pa nya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"d2 prin aq s cubao.. ngbbkskaling mkita.. mbgay q lng xa. sbihin m lng kun gus2 m p xa.. pra seo kc toh.. kung ayw mo xa sbihin m lng at maiintndihan q.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos tinanong ko kung babalik ba ko ng cubao ayun, pinababalik nya ko.. maghihintay daw sya sa may atm centre ng gateway. Pero bago ako bumalik eh madami pang pinagawa sakin sa bahay.. nagpatulong sa infrared yung pamangkin ko tapos pinaglunch pako kaya matagal akong nakaalis ng bahay. Tapos pag dating ko sa atm centre nakita ko syang nakatayo.. WAAH! grabe ang tagal nyang nakatayo dun! tapos nung magkausap na kami sabi nya &lt;i&gt;sorry..&lt;/i&gt; sabay abot nung rose na nakatago pala sa likod nya. Nagulat ako! haha! sabi ko sorry din. naluluha nga ako nun eh kaya ayoko tumingin sa kanya tapos pagtingin ko nagpunas sya ng mata nya.. aww. cute nya kaya! hahaha! haay.. ng dahil sa underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, eto yung flower na binigay nya.. seryoso. hahaha! shet ang ganda ng pagkakuha ko!!! lalala..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4759/132/1600/eto%20yung%20flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4759/132/400/eto%20yung%20flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MGA ASO SA BARBWIRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naglagay ng barbwire sa labas ng bahay namin kasi lumalabas yung dalawang aso namin sa kalye, si japs chaka si minti. Nakakaawa nga kasi ilang beses na silang nasasabit sa barbwire eh. Basta nalaman ko nalang isang araw na nasabit si japs pagkauwi ko galing school. Tapos kinabukasan narinig ko nagkakagulo sa labas, yun pala sumabit naman si minti kaya tinawag yung dad ko para alisin sa barbwire yun aso. yung mga kapitbahay nga chaka yung mga dumadaan nanood na kasi sobrang nakakaawa! Tapos nung kinabukasan naman ng madaling araw nagising ako kasi narinig ko nanaman na umiiyak yung aso. Ang tagal ko pa ngang bumangon kasi sobrang inaantok pako nun chaka kala ko wala lang tapos pagsilip ko sa terrace nagulat ako kase nasabit NANAMAN si minti! eh di ginising ko yun dadi ko tapos bumaba kami para tanggalin yung aso.. sobrang tagal kaya namin dun. mga 30 minutes nang nakakalipas hindi parin sya matanggal kasi galaw sya ng galaw, kaya yung barbwire lalong bumabaon sa balat nya. tapos nakita ko tagos na sa balat ni minti yung barbwire! WAAAH!!! eh hindi na pwedeng igalaw ng dadi ko yung aso para matanggal sa barbwire kase pumapalag na sya sa sobrang panic kaya lalong bumabaon sa balat nya mahirap na tanggalin. Kaya yun wala na kaming choice pinakuha nya ko ng kutsilyo eh hindi kinaya ng kutsilyo kaya pinakuha nya ko ng pliers tapos ginupit nya yung balat nung aso. ayun naalis din. ang laki ng tuklap ni minti nakakaawa.. haaay. tapos galit na galit yung dadi ko habang tinatanggal si minti.. sabi nya: &lt;i&gt;hindi ko naman idea to eh sino ba naman kasi nagisip nito kawawa naman yung mga aso tinatali ko na nga lang dati para hindi makalabas kaso pinapakawalan naman ng mga maids.. mamamatay sila dito eh!&lt;/i&gt; Tapos paguwi ko galing school sabi ko sa mga maids na galit yung dadi ko kase tinatanggal nila yung tali sa aso dati.. ang reason naman nila kase sinisira daw ng aso yung semento kungsan sila nakatali chaka iyak ng iyaknakakaawa. sabi ko: &lt;i&gt;hello!? mas mabuti na yung sinisira nila yung semento kesa naman nasasabit sila sa barbwire noh..&lt;/i&gt; chaka kung naaawa sila na nakatali sa aso.. hindi ba mas nakakaawa kase araw araw nalang silang nasasabit sa barbwire?! gademet. Tapos kaninang umaga sabi ng dadi ko nasabit nanaman si japs sa barbwire.. this time nasugatan din yung dadi ko ANG LAKI SOBRA. hindi na nga nya nagamot kase naubos na sa aso yung betadine.. nakakapangalala kaya! mamaya matetano yun.. Balak ko talagang sabihin sa tita ko yung nangyayare dito sa bahay kase WALA SYANG IDEA! sya pa naman tong nagisip na barbwire yung ilagay para hindi makalabas yung mga aso.. kaya paguwi ko ng bahay, sinabi ko sa kanya na nasugatan yung dadi ko sa barbwire katatanggal nung asong sumabit NANAMAN. I was expecting na ipapatanggal na nya yung pinakabit nyang barbwire kasi masyado nang delikado sa mga aso at sa tao pero alam nyo ba yun reaction nya? wala. ngumiwi lang (kasi narinig na malaki yung sugat ng dadi ko) tapos sabe: &lt;i&gt;Hayaan mong masugatan yung mga aso!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4759/132/1600/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4759/132/400/dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UST SCANDAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahaba-haba yung break namin kase tuesday yun. Biglang namention sakin ni Kennedy yung about sa UST SCANDAL, sabi nya pinanood daw nila yon sa cellphone ni delia last week. What's more interesting about it is that sabi kasi, na yung girl dun eh isa sa mga kaklase namin na irreg.. kaya hinunting ko talaga si delia para mapanood yung video! nung nagkita kami ni delia sabi nya nabura na daw nya yung video ipapasend nalang daw nya ulit kay princess (classmate din namin) kase sa kanya galing. Eh nakita ko bigla si princess kaya dun ko nalang pinanood. Sa video malamang nagsesex sila nasa top yung babae tapos mejo sinakal yung leeg nya sabay shot ng mukha tapos yung huli pinalo sa butt. Ang bilis kasi nung video kaya paulit-ulit namin pinapanood kasi tinitignan namin kung sya nga. Oo.. kamukhang kamukha nya. sobra. yung hair, yung katawan, yung complexion lalong lalo na yung mata.. iba kase yung mata nya eh, maganda. Yung iba, talagang convinced na sya nga yun pero kami may doubts parin kung sya talaga kasi may angle dun na hindi nya kahawig sa chin.. ah! ewan! FYI pinanood namin yung video nung subject before nung sbj na kaklase namin sya haha.. shet. Tapos nung papasok na kami sa room kung san namin sya kaklase, nakita ko sya grabe iba yun pakiramdam ko.. alam mo yun? yung pakiramdam na may alam ka sa kanya na hindi nya alam na alam mo. Kinausap ako nung girl about sa tour kung sasama ba daw ba lahat ng kaklase ko tapos sinabi ko na hindi nga blahblah.. Tapos etong mga katabi ko mukhang mga gago kase hiniram yung phone ni princess sabay pinanood nanaman.. tigas nga eh kase nasa likod lang namin sya nung time na yun. Tapos pinaguusapan pa nila na &lt;i&gt;"Kalat na kaya sa kabilang section yun video.."&lt;/i&gt; Habang nagkaclass, mukhang gago si Kathy sa likod kase nagpaparinig sya na may manlalaglag nanaman sa classroom namin pagkalipas ng ilang minuto kinalabit ako nung "girl" tapos may inabot na paper sabi nya pakipasa daw.. eh makikibasa sana si Mariano (yung katabi ko) bigla nyang sinabi &lt;i&gt;"Ah.. ok sorry. please read it alone pala..hehe."&lt;/i&gt; lumingon ako sa kanya kasi hindi ko alam kung kanino ipapasa tapos sabi nya: &lt;i&gt;"sige basahin mo.."&lt;/i&gt; e di inunfold ko na yn papel sabay basa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ako ba yung pinaparinggan nila na manlalaglag? kasi kung ako yun, hindi ako yung nasa scandal.. Please reply honestly"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagulat ako! wah! pero since hindi naman talaga sya yung pinaparinggan e di sabi ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hinde. hindi ikaw yung pinaparinggan. kase kanina may pinatawag na 7 sa faculty na na nagcheat DAW nung prelims pero hindi naman tapos according dun sa prof namin na yun, meron nga kaming isang kaklase na nagconfirm na talamak daw ang cheating sa section nato kaya nagpaparinig si kathy ngayon dahil sa sobrang asar nya dun sa manlalaglag.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nagreply nanaman sya! wah! haha.. sabi nya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Pero napaguusapan ba sa section nyo yung UST scandal? kasi hindi talaga ako yun. handa akong magsalita sa buong class para iclarify.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nablangko ako sobra. di ko alam kung anong irereply ko!!! on the spot kase! sabay reply ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ewan ko nga eh. basta ang alam ko eh last week pang napaguusapan yan dito sa classroom pero kung gusto mo iclarify, kausapin mo yung kung sinong meron ng video para iclarify un side mo"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAH!!!! mali! tanga mo gail. "ewan-ko-nga-eh" hahaha! tanga. tapos mali pa yung suggestion.. pero yun nga hindi na sya nagreply after nun tapos nakita ko nalang na nagkkwentuhan na sila nung friend ni princess. Tapos basta ang sabi nya hindi daw sya yon.. lalalala... ewan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-112550679337943842?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/112550679337943842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=112550679337943842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112550679337943842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112550679337943842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/09/ang-tagaaaaaaal-kong-hindi-nakapagblog.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-112330649384561873</id><published>2005-08-06T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T13:34:53.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNLIMITEEEEEED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang globe ay may unlimited na rin. Sa 15 pesos na kaltas sa load mo, ikaw ay may pagkakataong mag-feeling mayaman sa loob ng isang araw hahahaha!!! tuklap tuloy keypads ko.. bwiset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-112330649384561873?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/112330649384561873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=112330649384561873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112330649384561873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112330649384561873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/08/unlimiteeeeeed-ang-globe-ay-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-112177633741378624</id><published>2005-07-19T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:42:16.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JEEPNEY JOYRIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mo ba kanina kase PE ko kaya mga 5pm nako nakaalis ng skool. As usual jeep pauwe. Sa sobrang pagod pinikit ko muna mata ko after kong magbayad. pagkatapos ng mga 15 minutes na pagkapikit (ewan basta matagal!) napansin ko natatakpan ng bag nung mamang katabi ko yung onting part ng bag ko EH AYOKO! sinilip ko yung bag ko at kung baka may kung ano na.. pagkasilip ko yun nga, may LASLAS na sya. Hindi kaya ako nagpanic pero asar ako &lt;u&gt;sobra&lt;/u&gt; kasi pangalawang beses na sakin nangyare yun tapos sabi ko sa kanya: &lt;i&gt;Manong akin na cellphone ko&lt;/i&gt; Sabi nya: &lt;i&gt;Ha?&lt;/i&gt; kasar nga eh kunwari di nya alam tapos pagkausod nya ng bag nya nakita ko yung phone ko sa pagitan ng lap naming dalawa. Pagkatapos nun tamang-tama huminto yung jeep kaya bumaba na sya kaagad. NAKAKAASAR! nakatingin nga yung mga tao saken eh!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-112177633741378624?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/112177633741378624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=112177633741378624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112177633741378624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112177633741378624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/07/jeepney-joyride-alam-mo-ba-kanina-kase.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-112110449441849279</id><published>2005-07-12T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T14:47:20.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OK WALANG MAGAWA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bago ang lahat, gusto ko sanang batiin kami ni alex ng HAPPY 8TH MONTHSARY kahapon!!! yehey. sabi nila, tagal na daw namin pero para saken hindi pa sya kasing tagal ng pinapangarap ko. At kung naging kasing tagal nga, wala din naman sa tagal yun diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yun nga. as usual, i woke up early and came to class LATE. it's always been like that since grade school &amp; i dont know why. sa skool, nagdiscuss ang prof namin sa tourism THEN sa hrm na wala akong ideya kung bakit tumutugtog sa isipan ko yung &lt;i&gt;Umuwi kana baby.. umuwi kana baby..&lt;/i&gt; ng orange and lemons na napanood ko sa tv kanina habang kumakain ng breakfast. nasabihan nga ako ni tabel ng SHUT UP kase bigla kong kinanta haha! gagu.. oh well. Ngayon 1:21am na mejo kailangan ko na matulog pero hindi ko alam kung bakit hindi pa rin ako humihiga sa kama.. guess im too amused looking at other people's pictures at myspace like this girl wearing a bikini said she's fat when in fact SHE'S NOT!!! so ungrateful nakakaasar. pasimpleng conceited bwiset. Wah nakakagutom naman.. sige itutulog ko nalang to may 7am class pako tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=" method="post"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 272px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; HEIGHT: 290px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;Your Suicide.. by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/tragicwaste/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;Konstantine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;Your Name/Username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;input value="gail" name="Your Name/Username"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;Favorite Number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;input value="3" name="Favorite Number?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;Favorite Color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;input value="pink" name="Favorite Color?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;Gender?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;select name="Gender?"&gt;&lt;option&gt;Female&lt;option&gt;Male&lt;option&gt;Undecided&lt;option&gt;Both&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;How will you commit suicide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;You will stab a knife through your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;How many tries will it take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;When will you commit suicide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;February 5, 2048&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;What will your suicide note say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 1px solidcolor:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;Life is Love. Love is painful. Yet suicide is swift and sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Konstantine" name="un"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1074624146" name="meme"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79 TIMES?! haha ang tanga naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-112110449441849279?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/112110449441849279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=112110449441849279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112110449441849279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112110449441849279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok-walang-magawa-bago-ang-lahat-gusto.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-112040099375749486</id><published>2005-07-03T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T00:19:09.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUCHNESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kausap ko si alex kanina, ang bigat bigat ng pakiramdam ko kase bigla nalang sya naging malungkot ayaw lang aminin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabigat parin yung pakiramdam ko pagkababa ng phone. Tapos pumunta ako sa kwarto ng dadi ko para kamustahin yung paglilinis ng kwarto nya. Tinanong ko kung itatapon ba nya yung mga coloring books ko sabay may pinakita sya saking pad paper na may mga drawing ko nung bata pako. Yung tipong parang left-hand yung ginamit pang-drawing haha! natuwa ako! hindi ko na kasi matandaan na dinrowing ko yung mga yun eh! pero sabi nya: &lt;i&gt;tignan mo, puro &lt;b&gt;katarantaduhan&lt;/b&gt; lang naman pinagsususulat mo dito eh..&lt;/i&gt; BUMIGAT LALO YUNG PAKIRAMDAM KO! sabi ko sa kanya: &lt;i&gt;ano ba yan.. hindi ka man lang marunong mag-appreciate ng remembrance.. &lt;/i&gt;tapos inulit pa nya na puro &lt;u&gt;katarantaduhan&lt;/u&gt; lang daw yung andoon. ang sakit talaga! if my mom were alive i know she wouldnt tell me the same things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-112040099375749486?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/112040099375749486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=112040099375749486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112040099375749486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112040099375749486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/07/ouchness-kausap-ko-si-alex-kanina-ang.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-112022670928330148</id><published>2005-07-01T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T23:37:46.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRYING DOESNT MEAN YOURE GAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakaunfair talaga kapag naoffend ka ng isang tao at sya pa ang may ganang maasar sayo kasi naoffend ka sa sinabi nya. Tapos makakarinig ka pa ng mga side comments gaya ng "Anu ba yan! ang OA mo naman.." pero kailangan ba talaga nilang mag-aksaya ng panahon para mag isip pa ng ganon imbes na magsorry nalang sa kasalanang nagawa!? kung iniisip nila na immature ang taong madaling umiyak isipin mo nga kung tama nga ba yang ginagawa mo at tignan natin kung sinong mas immature sating dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang problema kasi sa society natin ngayon masyado nating gine-generalize ang lahat ng bagay sa mundo. Hindi lahat ng taong madaling umiyak ay immature for your information. Hindi rin lahat ng pumapasok sa garahe ay kotse, hindi lahat ng nasa paaralan ay mga guro at estudyante at hindi lahat ng pumupunta sa simbahan ay nagsisimba. Para sakin walang masama sa pag-iyak, e di para mo naring sinabing bawal magsuka kapag na-food poison ka which is hindi mo naman mapipigilan. Sabi nila, masama daw na iniiyakan ang problema. Pano ka nga naman matututo kung iiyakan mo lang sya maghapon? BAKET? sino bang maysabing iiyakan ko LANG sya? malamang gagawa ako ng paraan para masolusyunan yung pinoproblema ko diba. Kahit taong tanga mag-iisip ng solusyon kapag may problema sya. Ang pag-iyak na ginagawa ng isang tao ay paraan lang para ilabas ang nararamdaman nya. Hindi tayo binigyan ni God ng luha para wala lang.. ginagamit yan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-112022670928330148?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/112022670928330148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=112022670928330148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112022670928330148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/112022670928330148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/07/crying-doesnt-mean-youre-gay.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111866512434688111</id><published>2005-06-13T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T20:57:03.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MERIS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang aking eskwelahan o kung tatawagin sa mas kilalang pangalan, ang Saint Mary's College Quezon City ay isang istriktong paaralan na ginagawa ay kanilang makakaya para hubugin ang mga kabataan na maging isang &lt;i&gt;truly cultured marian.&lt;/i&gt; Sa mahigit apat na taon kong labas-pasok sa mga gates ng paaralang ito, marami rami naring mga alaala ang aking naaalala :) &lt;br /&gt;Nakasaad sa ibaba ang mga terminolohiya na madalas ay gamitin ng mga estudyante sa SMCQC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMC:&lt;/b&gt; 'Saint Mary's College Quezon City' pwede rin itong tawaging "MERIS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MERIS:&lt;/b&gt; tawag ng mga tamad na "MARIANS" sa kanilang paaralan. Impratikal nga naman kasi dahil masyadong mahaba ang St Mary's College QC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARIANS:&lt;/b&gt; tawag sa mga estudyanteng taga "MERIS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MADAM/MADAMME:&lt;/b&gt; tawag sa mga gurong babae o kaya mga taong babae na nagtatrabaho sa "MERIS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAM:&lt;/b&gt; tawag kay "MADAM" kapag namimili sya ng tatawagin para sa recitation. Ito ay sinasabi kasabay ng pagtaas ng kamay at atat na pagtayo. Hindi lang ito "DAM" pwede rin syang tawaging "DAM! DAM!" o di kaya ay "DAM! DAM! DAM!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEADLE:&lt;/b&gt; class officer na walang pagod na nagmamanman kung sino ang present, absent o kaya ay "TARDY"..sila rin ay nagmamanman ng mga walang id o di kaya ay wrong uniform. Isa rin sila sa mga may karapatang mang-"UA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;UA:&lt;/b&gt; Tawag sa mga "MARIANS" na walang excuse slip sa kanilang pagkaabsent, walang Id o kaya'y wrong uniform. Ito ay nangangahulugang 'Unexcused Absence'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TARDY:&lt;/b&gt; ako yun. *haha* tardy simply means "LATE" hinahatungang "TARDY" ang isang "MARIAN" kapag sya ay wala sa kanyang klase at nagsisimula na ang "MORNING PRAYER" o kaya ay tapos na ang recess/lunch at naabutan nang nagkaklase si "MADAM" nang dumating ito sa classroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUKEBOX:&lt;/b&gt; sounds sa "MERIS" kapag malapit na mag "MORNING PRAYER" kapag narinig mo na ito bilisan mo na maglakad at baka ma-"TARDY" ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MORNING PRAYER:&lt;/b&gt; dasal na sinasabi pagkatapos ng "JUKEBOX" at bago mag flag ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DD:&lt;/b&gt; 'DEAN OF DISCIPLINE' kabahan kana kapag pinatawag ka dito.. dahil sa lugar na ito dinadala ang mga estudyanteng may nagawang mali. Kayo ay magkakaroon ng heart to heart talk ni "MADAM" Dumaliang at asahan mong kinabukasan ay magha-heart to heart talk din sila ng ermat at erpats mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MADAM DUMALIANG:&lt;/b&gt; gagandahan ko ang definition nito baka ma"DD" pako.. haha. si madam dumaliang ay... ang dean of discipline sa "MERIS" *haha safe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MADAM CORPUZ:&lt;/b&gt; they are 3 and they come in different sizes... there's small, medIUM and LARGE. Si "MADAM" Corpuz (small) ay ang nagaasikaso ng mga activities at kung ano ano pang nangyayari sa school. Sa kanya lahat napunta ang trabaho na sakit sa ulo. Si "MADAM" Corpuz (large) eh isa sa mga favorite teachers ko.. dahil nagtuturo sya ng English/Journ. Di ko pa nakakaengkwentro si "MADAM" Corpuz (medium)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AIRCON BUS:&lt;/b&gt; Bus ng "MERIS" na ginagamit lamang sa mga piling okasyon na pinamumunuan madalas ni "MADAM CORPUZ" sinasakyan ito ng mga "MARIANS" na VIP kapag fieldtrip, competitions, retreat at kung ano ano pa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AIRY BUS:&lt;/b&gt; Bus ng "MERIS" na ginagamit DIN sa mga piling okasyon PERO hindi kayo ang VIP. Marami itong butas-butas na squares para habang naglalakbay kayo ay malasap nyo ang sariwang usok ng maynila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAWA SA 4-MATULUNGIN:&lt;/b&gt; ewan ko naririnig rinig ko lang to pero sa aking pagkakaalam ang lawa na ito ay ang bahang pumapasok sa classroom namin kapag may matinding ulan. Kapag nakikita ng aking mga kaklase ang lawang ito, sila ay bumabalik sa kanilang pagkabata.. either sila ay hahakbang hakbang sa lawa at iniiwasan ang tubig o di kaya ay magpapaandar ng mga bangkang papel na nililinis naman ni "KUYA PIOLO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KUYA PIOLO:&lt;/b&gt; janitor ng "MERIS" na kamukha ni Piolo Pascual. Makikita mo sya na nagwawalis walis ng corridor pero hindi sya naglilinis ng "CR" dahil iba ang tiga linis nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CR:&lt;/b&gt; palusot ng ibang "MARIANS" sa "BEADLE" kung gusto nilang mag cutting classes. Dito rin sila madalas tumambay despite of the VERY 'IMPRESSIVE' SMELL. Nagsisilbi din itong daan para maglabas ng sama ng loob (kaaway o di kaya ng kinain) siguraduhin mo lang na may kasama ka pag pumasok ka dito dahil dito din 'daw' lumalabas ang legendary ghost na si "MARY CHERRY CHUA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARY CHERRY CHUA:&lt;/b&gt; legendary ghost sa "MERIS" na hindi naman talaga nagmumulto. Madalas syang maikwento ng ibang teachers kapag wala kaming ginagawa o di kaya kapag "HOMEROOM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOMEROOM:&lt;/b&gt; oras kung saan ikaw ay pwedeng tumulala.. magpakabait ka lang dahil ikaw ay ginegradan dito. Iwasan mong sumigaw at magsabi ng "P%&amp;!*!#N*" kung ayaw mong magkaroon ng mababang marka sa card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P%&amp;!*!#N*:&lt;/b&gt; salitang napakahalaga sa mga "MARIANS" eto ay nagsasaad ng iba't ibang emosyon.. pwede itong gamitin kapag ikaw ay nagkkwento, kapag masaya, malungkot, nasugatan, nabilib, galit, nagbibiro, nalilito o kaya ay sobrang init tapos mahaba ang pila sa "MADONNA" at gustong gusto mo nang bumile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MADONNA:&lt;/b&gt; isa sa mga canteens ng "MERIS" ito ay isang lugar kung saan ang mga "MARIANS" ay nagtutulakan at nagsisiksikan para lang makabile ng pagkain kagaya ng "YAMPO MEAL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YAMPO MEAL:&lt;/b&gt; kanin na may toyo, onting carrots, onting gulay, onting baboy at maraming vetsin para sa mga taong gutom na gutom na at bente pesos nalang ang pera o di kaya ay para sa mga taong nagiipon pang gimik sa nalalapit na "PROM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PROM:&lt;/b&gt; dalawang bagay lang ang nangyayari dito.. either ikaw ay natutuyuan na ng mata at halos dumikit ang pwet sa silya dahil wala kang date o di kaya ay nasa dance floor at malamang, sumasayaw. Ang mga "MARIANS" na pumupunta dito ay kagulat gulat na nagiging beauty o kaya ay nagiging beast dahilan sa make-up. Karamihan ng mga fourth year ay nagbabalak na hindi umattend dito dahil sayang ang perang pang "GRAD BALL" nalang sana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GRAD BALL:&lt;/b&gt; Ito ay ginaganap pagkatapos ng graduation. Malamang eh pagkatapos ng okasyon nato, hindi na nila magagamit ang ilan sa mga terminolohiyang nakasulat sa taas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111866512434688111?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111866512434688111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111866512434688111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111866512434688111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111866512434688111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/06/meris-ang-aking-eskwelahan-o-kung.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111782093238078483</id><published>2005-06-04T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T02:26:17.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;OH MY GOD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="300" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/paranoid.html"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizoid.html"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizotypal.html"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/antisocial.html"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/borderline.html"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/histrionic.html"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/narcissistic.html"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/avoidant.html"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/dependent.html"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/ocd.html"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Personality Disorder Test&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html"&gt;Personality Disorder Information&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im speechless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111782093238078483?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111782093238078483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111782093238078483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111782093238078483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111782093238078483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-my-god-disorderratingparanoidhighsc.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111753347382032858</id><published>2005-05-31T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T19:27:03.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;EX COUPLES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SAD. i got this from &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/braszo_de_mercedesz"&gt; migz's blog&lt;/a&gt; pinost ko lang dito hehe grabe ang cute nito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: I saw her today&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: I saw him today&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: It seems like its been forever&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: I wonder if he still cares&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: She looks better than before&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: I couldn't stop staring at him&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: I asked her how things were going&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: I asked about his new girlfriend&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: I'd choose her over any girl im with&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: He's probablly really happy right now&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: I couldnt look at her without starting to cry&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: He couldnt even look at me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: I told her I miss her&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: He doesnt mean it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: I meant it&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: He didnt mean it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: I love her&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: He loves his new girlfriend&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: I held her for the last time&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: He gave me a friendly hug&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: Then I went home and cried&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: Then I went home and cried&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: I lost her&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: I still love him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111753347382032858?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111753347382032858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111753347382032858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111753347382032858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111753347382032858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/05/ex-couples-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111720885204351807</id><published>2005-05-27T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T23:47:32.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SINCE WE DONT SUBSCRIBE TO STAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey do you have back issues of PHILIPPINE STAR particularly the whole 3rd week of May? kase i have to read slash look for something very impt from there. It has something to do with a car accident involving 2 teenagers.. and if you find it please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111720885204351807?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111720885204351807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111720885204351807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111720885204351807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111720885204351807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/05/since-we-dont-subscribe-to-star-hey-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111704703181893729</id><published>2005-05-26T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T02:59:36.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;IPIIIIIIIIS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god it's 2am and im still awake! (sorry alex) may ipis kase akong nakita dito kanina tapos pinapalopalo ko ayaw mamatay! mamaya andito parin sa kwarto yun kase hindi ko pa sya nakikita.. WAAAAH! BASTA HINDI AKO MATUTULOG HANGGAT HINDI KO NAPAPATAY YON!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111704703181893729?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111704703181893729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111704703181893729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111704703181893729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111704703181893729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/05/ipiiiiiiiis-oh-my-god-its-2am-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111705327313886559</id><published>2005-05-26T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T04:58:33.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;NYAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/5d8707" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im proud to say that this is my boyfriend's guitar hehe daming stickers ako pa nagcontribute ng iba jan galing sa stationaries ko nung grade 4 pako haha! gusto ko din sanang lagyan ng stickers yung akin kaso wala nakong stickers na maliliit eh binigay ko na sa kanya pati yung mga stickers ng fingerboard ko pero ayus lang wala din naman akong planong bawiin alangan namang tuklapin namin yun isa isa ang ganda ganda na ng gawa nya! HAHAHA!!! tuwang tuwa nga ako pag nakikita ko yung mga stickers ko na nakakalat dun eh ays kaya! btw i want to buy a new amp yung maliit lang kase ampanget ng amp ko ang laki laki ayaw pa gumana nung cord kaya alex and i have to swap cords para magamit ko yung gitar wewan ko ba kung baket ayaw gumana nun sa amp ko pero yung cord ni alex ayus naman labo. san bako makakahanap ng MURANG amp na maliit NA mejo kasing-size lang ng plato? plis lang ayoko sa mall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111705327313886559?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111705327313886559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111705327313886559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111705327313886559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111705327313886559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/05/nyar-im-proud-to-say-that-this-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111689973472645410</id><published>2005-05-23T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T10:42:08.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SPECIAL DELIVERY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung nagsimula nang mag May hindi na pwede pumunta si alex dito sa bahay. Dati araw araw nya ko dinadalaw dito after school tapos parati syang may pasalubong na pillows kase favorite ko yun. Dito nya ginagawa yung mga homeworks nya tapos ako naman nanonood lang ng tv. Tapos pag mejo dumidilim na pinagluluto ko sya o kaya pinagluluto nya ko o kaya sabay kami nagluluto ng dinner namen. For some unfair reason nagiba ang lahat and yeah some good things never last. Kanina nagiinternet ako, nagtext sakin si alex sabi nya: &lt;i&gt;gail may package ka sa labas kunin mo bilis!&lt;/i&gt; E di bumaba nga ako tapos hinanap ko sya kaagad kaso hindi ko na sya nakita. Sabi din kase nya na umalis na daw sya kaagad kase baka may makakita saming dalawa. Pagtingin ko sa gate, may nakatali na plastic, nakita pa nga ako ni ate merly eh natatawa sya kase alam nya na kay alex galing yun! grabe ang tagal ko kayang andun ANG HIGPIT KASE NG PAGKAKATALI NYA EH HAHAHA!!! tapos pagbukas ko, may pillows chaka ziplock bag na may flowers at letter sa loob! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/5cd0kg" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt; &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/5cd0u1" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt; &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/5cd113" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe ang daming flowers.. bougamvilla yata ng kapitbahay namen yun eh! haha! Ang sweet naman ng lab kooo kaya mahal na mahal kita ehhh.. salamaaat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111689973472645410?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111689973472645410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111689973472645410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111689973472645410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111689973472645410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/05/special-delivery-nung-nagsimula-nang.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111669348894572175</id><published>2005-05-21T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T01:25:21.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;NEW SKIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knoooow.. there's something wrong with my blog but hey! im in love you cant blame me hehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111669348894572175?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111669348894572175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111669348894572175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111669348894572175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111669348894572175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-skin-i-knoooow.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111655478669884714</id><published>2005-05-20T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:39:22.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BDAY KIM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta kami sa Fernwood kagabe kasi bday ni Kim haha grabe as usual late nanaman kaming tatlo nila Nono kase pampatagal kame ni Rejine. Pagkapasok, binigay namin yung pass chaka nagsign kame sa guestbook. Sila Rej, Jinggay chaka Nono pinabunot ng question kase kasama sila sa 18 candles nagulat ako kasi bigla akong pinabunot!!! &lt;i&gt;HA??? teka lang sir! wala po yung name ko sa 18 candles hindi ako kasale chaka wala akong alam!!!&lt;/i&gt; ako pala yung proxy ni poch kase hindi sya umattend.. shet. hindi pa naman kami nagsasama slash naguusap slash close ni kim!!! HAHAHAH!! fatay. buti na nga lang at madali yung tanong na nabunot ko HAH!: &lt;i&gt;style ng pananamit ni kim&lt;/i&gt; buti nalaaaang talagaaaa.. ang sarap ng food kaso i was forced not to eat as much as i want kasi magkakaron ng MALAKING bulge yung dress ko dyahe hehe! Natapos na yung 18 roses... waah! hindi ko parin alam sasbihin ko. tapos ako na.. maayos naman.. TININUAN KOO!!! heh! ang pretty ni kim kagabe.. pati yung gown nya ang ganda sya nga daw nagdesign nun eh.. basta yun eve parang fairytale sa sobrang girlaloo.. wala din kaming ginawa kundi magkuhanan ng picture at magpahangin sa industrial fan post ko nalang KAPAG may nahagilap akong pics.. tapos nung uwian na pumunta kami ni rej sa condo nila nono para tumambay. hindi kami natulog.. nanood lang ng dvd malamang kumaen at humilata sa sala hanggang mag alas ocho ng umaga tapos umuwi naren sa wakas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111655478669884714?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111655478669884714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111655478669884714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111655478669884714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111655478669884714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-bday-kim-pumunta-kami-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111637890671449832</id><published>2005-05-18T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:41:05.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;FRIENDSTER SCHMENDSTER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may nanggaya ng profile ko. i knooow.. dapat hindi ako maasar kase yun lang naman pero dba??? ikaw kaya gayahin profile mo kahit yun lang tignan natin kung di ka maasar.. and yes im pissed off. my friend told me: &lt;i&gt;saka masmaganda un.... di mo na kelangan gumawa ng Gail THREE account hehe!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;KAASAR!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111637890671449832?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111637890671449832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111637890671449832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111637890671449832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111637890671449832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/05/friendster-schmendster-may-nanggaya-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111497322464282077</id><published>2005-05-01T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:42:21.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;CELLPHONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natulog ako kagabe sa bahay nila rejine dahil ayokong magstay sa bahay. Kanina nagpaload ako kase kailangan kong itext si alex eh wala akong load kaya yun.. pagkatapos kong itext si alex nagpunta kami ni rej sa church kaya pinatay ko muna yung phone ko. Pagbukas ko shet nakalimutan ko yung pincode kase binago ko nga pala ayun na-PUK tuloy.. pag uwi namin ng bahay dali dali kong kinuha yung papel ng pang PUK tapos nung ieenter ko na pucha nawalan naman ako ng baterya. gademet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111497322464282077?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111497322464282077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111497322464282077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111497322464282077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111497322464282077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/05/cellphone-natulog-ako-kagabe-sa-bahay.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111481957856095571</id><published>2005-04-30T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:45:50.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ALAM MO BA YUNG MGA ORAS NA SABI MO SANA WALA KA NA LANG???&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn im so bothered. galit si erpats about samin ni alex. nalaman kase nya na hinahatid ako ni alex sa skool. hindi pa kasi kami GANUN ka-legal sa kanya eh pero alam nyang bf ko si alex (ang gulo noh?) anyway, basta ganon. parati kase ako tardy kaya tinutulungan ako ni alex makapasok ng maaga kaya yun, sabay kami pumasok pero syempre &lt;i&gt;parents-- they always have this way of seeing things negatively.&lt;/i&gt; pag nagdahilan ako, baka tumaas lang kilay nya.. "baket? hindi mo ba kayang gumising ng maaga???" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana marinig nya yung side ko&lt;/em&gt; maski na alam kong kahit saang anggulo namin tignan eh.. baliko. pero i swear wala kaming ginagawang masama hatid lang talaga sya.. buti nga hindi nagccut eh. hindi ko naman nililihim na may boyfriend ako eh, ililihim ko ba yun kung araw araw syang asa bahay?? the reason why i dont talk to my dad about these things is because he never was an open minded person at kung open minded naman ganun din.. he would still never listen. gusto nya kasi eh yung madaling sagot, yung mga tipong tigt-two words lang. tapos pagnagttake ako ng initiative kausapin sya tinutulak nya ko palayo.. he's either busy watching tv or he's busy reading the bible. pano kaya kami magkakausap ng matino kung ganon dba? i know im wrong but i know at some point he was never right.. sana kung pwede lang sana magkaron sya ng time para kausapin ako kahit one time lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111481957856095571?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111481957856095571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111481957856095571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111481957856095571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111481957856095571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/04/alam-mo-ba-yung-mga-oras-na-sabi-mo.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111471949898516037</id><published>2005-04-29T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:46:59.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;WHICH DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL SONG ARE YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FurtherSeemsForever04/1052774635_turesHOPES.jpg" border="0" alt="Hands Down"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW ur either in love or are just a happy person&lt;br&gt;congratulations you are HANDS DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/FurtherSeemsForever04/quizzes/which%20Dashboard%20Confessional%20song%20are%20you%3F!/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;which Dashboard Confessional song are you?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;yep. inlove and happy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111471949898516037?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111471949898516037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111471949898516037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111471949898516037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111471949898516037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/04/which-dashboard-confessional-song-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111450259913633775</id><published>2005-04-26T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:47:47.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;CAN YOU FEEL THE HEAT?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung hinde balat kalabaw ka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck ang inet!!! grabe.. eto na ata ang pinakamainit na summer na sinameran ko! as planned dapat talaga hindi ako maliligo pero hindi kinaya ng powers ko kaya araw araw nakong napapaligo! &lt;i&gt;ganito&lt;/i&gt; naba talaga kalala ang butas sa ozone layer?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111450259913633775?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111450259913633775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111450259913633775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111450259913633775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111450259913633775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/04/can-you-feel-heat-kung-hinde-balat.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111444292332903296</id><published>2005-04-24T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:48:50.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;FREEDOM BAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hinila ako nila rejine at nono sa gig nila aves kagabe dapat talga hindi ako pupunta kasi kahit gustuhin ko wala naman akong pera. poverty pare ni pang autoload nga hindi ako makabili eh kaya isang malaking HUWAW ang pagsama ko nun. Hindi ngako nakapagpaalam ng matino kay erpats kase nung hapon binawi ko yung paalam ko sabi ko na hindi nako sasama ayaw din naman kase nyako paalisin eh tapos nung mga magbabandang 9pm na nagtext ako na papunta nako ng freedom bar haha gulo. grabe alas diyes na hindi pa kami nakakaalis ng bahay ni rej, naligo pa kase sya at nagayos kaya kumaen pa kami ng oras tapos ayun nagkitakita kami sa condo nila nono grabe ang suplado parin ng kuya nya at sumakay na kami sa kotse papuntang pureedambar. SKA ang tugtugan.. yus! yus! ang dami namen dun haha ang kulet ni faren kala ko isnab sya hindi pala. mataray nga daw ako eh kase hindi daw ako namamansin pag nagkakasalubong kami sa ust hehe. nagsimula na kaming kausapin ng kuya ni nono at nung friend nya, lasing na kase puta ang kulet nangungulet muntik pa maarbor ung earings ko buti nalang parehas kami ni rej tinuro ko yung sa kanya kaya ayun nakuha haha! ang gago nga eh kasi nung una hindi pala alam nung kuya ni nono yun pangalan ko tapos kinausap ako ang sabe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JODY:&lt;/b&gt; April.. *kalabit* diba April ka? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AKO:&lt;/b&gt; HA??? hinde March ako.. (may plano pang sabihin yung date ng bday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JODY:&lt;/b&gt; Hinde.. dba April pangalan mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GAIL:&lt;/b&gt; Ahh.. haha sira GAIL pangalan ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagkatapos ng gig sumakay na kami sa taxi (ako, nono, rejine, kuya ni nono chaka yung friend ng kuya ni nono) tapos hinatid si nono sa condo ayaw pa nila umuwi kase ihahatid daw kami tapos nung asa timog na kami niyaya kami sa starbucks kaya dun kami bumaba. ayun tumambay, uminom ng frap, nagbarahan tapos iniwanan ko na sina rejine at jody (kuya ni nono) sa table kase gusto kong makausap si alex. si marvin naman (friend ni jody) humiwalay din. alas sais yata kami umalis dun kase tinetext na si jody ng mami nya pinapauwi na. tumambay muna kami ni rej sa president tower at sa mcdo hanggang 7 tas uwi ng bahay. pumunta sa bahay nila rejine para magpakita sa mami nya tapos pumunta sa bahay ko para makita "SANA" yung dadi kong alam kong asar sakin ngayon.. shet nga e nakadalawang movies na kami ni rej hindi parin sya umuuwi gademet. kaya umuwi na si rej nung mga 12 at kumaen nako ng lunch. mukha akong sabog.. wala pakong tulog since kahapon sakit pa ng tyan ko kase ang dami kong pinagiiinom na kung anu ano.. miller, miller na may coke, san mig pale, coke, frap haha kinakabag na nga ako ehh.. pero pramis tamang inom lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111444292332903296?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111444292332903296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111444292332903296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111444292332903296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111444292332903296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/04/freedom-bar-hinila-ako-nila-rejine-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111319631748846207</id><published>2005-04-11T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:49:48.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ALEX TALAGAAAA... HAHA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/2ntwg4" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111319631748846207?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111319631748846207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111319631748846207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111319631748846207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111319631748846207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/04/alex-talagaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111306749160582893</id><published>2005-04-10T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:50:39.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I LAAAAAAAV U&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uy 5 months na tayo alex! happy monthsary!!! &lt;br /&gt;alam mo bang sobrang nagalala ako kanina kasi hindi kita macontact tawag ako ng tawag sa cellphone mo kaso out of coverage area naman tapos tumawag ako sa inyo wala ka pa daw sabi ni nato chaka ni dadi. anong oras ka naba nakauwe? sana paminsan paramdam ka naman sakin para hindi ako masyadong magalala. malamang hindi ka na magiinternet ngayon kasi hindi na pwede sayang hindi kita naabutan kanina. tulog kana cguro noh? alam ko pagod ka. happy monthsary ulet mahal ko sorry about my nagging.. i laaaaav u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111306749160582893?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111306749160582893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111306749160582893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111306749160582893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111306749160582893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-laaaaaaav-u-uy-5-months-na-tayo-alex.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111289460423107588</id><published>2005-04-08T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T01:23:24.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRESENT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala akong internet. nirepaint kase yung room ko kaya nilabas &lt;b&gt;lahat&lt;/b&gt; ng gamit sa kwarto for a week so i have to sleep downstairs together with the roaches hehe. eto yung mga nangyare nung wala akong internet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. may atm nako butinaman&lt;br /&gt;2. kinonfiscate ni erpats yung phone ko&lt;br /&gt;3. bumili ako ng stuf sa ukay!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. tinawag akong &lt;i&gt;doggy&lt;/i&gt; ng inaanak ko&lt;br /&gt;5. pininturahan na yung kwarto&lt;br /&gt;6. bistado na ni erpats na boyfriend ko si alex&lt;br /&gt;7. bistado narin ng ibang kamaganak na si alex ang boyfriend ko&lt;br /&gt;8. gastos ko ngayon sobra&lt;br /&gt;9. nagpakasuya kami ni alex kahapon sa 2 bucket ng popcorn na hindi naman namin naubos&lt;br /&gt;10. nood kami ng spongebob the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko na isusulat yung iba para hindi masyado mahaba. nga pala wala ako ulit bukas kase pupunta kami ng enchanted. sa saturday na uwi ko. excited nako umuwi. haaay.. mamimiss kita alex ko kahit sandale lang yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111289460423107588?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111289460423107588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111289460423107588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111289460423107588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111289460423107588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/04/present-wala-akong-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111169763547394885</id><published>2005-03-25T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T12:56:51.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;LA-LA-LA-LA..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/2by1vr" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so im eighteen-- and hungry. i dont have anything to blab about so i might as well post some of my 17y/o pics that i know you dont actually want to see, but since today's my birthday you have no choice but to &lt;b&gt;BEAR WITH ME&lt;/b&gt; *wicked laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111169763547394885?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111169763547394885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111169763547394885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111169763547394885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111169763547394885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/03/la-la-la-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111157399201186886</id><published>2005-03-22T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T18:55:27.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPANISH PROF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SENORA GUERRERO &lt;i&gt;(n.)&lt;/i&gt; - spanish prof for thirtyplus&lt;b&gt;plus&lt;/b&gt; years na namemersonal ng mga estudyante.. yung tipong hindi pinagpreprelims and/or finals yung iba because of personal reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpunta ako ng school last saturday para makita yung spanish prof ko, si senora guerrero. Since hindi ko sya nakita non, nagpunta ako ngayon para kausapin sya. She told me last time that i already have 7 absences, and 7 accumulated absences is considered as FA (failure due to absences) pumunta ako kase &lt;br /&gt;Q-U-E-S-T-I-O-N-A-B-L-E yung pang 7th ko kase hindi nako nagpalate dun nung alam kong may 6 absences nako sa kanya. Anyway.. ganito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 nako nakarating ng ust, kala ko nga makikita ko na si senora sa faculty since late nako nakapunta dun. Nagmamadali nga ako kase i really have to catch her kase ngayon na yung last day nila ng pasahan ng grades bago i-lagay sa internet. Pagpunta ko ng faculty, wala sya. so yun i have to wait for &lt;s&gt;hours&lt;/s&gt; HOURS because i really want to talk to her. Pucha halos mahigaan ko na nga lahat ng silya sa third floor sa sobrang tagal nya. Dumating si Justine, ngayon daw sya magpreprelims kay senora (prelims which is nung FIRST SEMESTER pa dapat nagawa) ayun sabay namin hinintay si senora at buti nalang ay nakita namin sya. Kinausap muna si justine tapos after nun eh sinabi ko na yung minemorize kong sabihin sa kanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GAIL&lt;/b&gt;: Buenos dias senora, pasensya na po sa abala.. pumunta po kasi ako dito last saturday kaso hindi ko po kayo nakita. Ako po si malones.. gusto ko po sana tanungin sa inyo yung tungkol sa absences ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SENORA:&lt;/b&gt; t4...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GAIL:&lt;/b&gt; opo.. ay! cge po ipasok nyo po muna yung mga gamit nyo sa faculty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;so yun pinasok na nya yung gamit nya sa faculty tapos tinignan namin yung class record nya ng 1T4 (section ko)..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SENORA:&lt;/b&gt; ahhh.. seatworks.. hindi ka gumagawa ng seatworks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GAIL:&lt;/b&gt; hindi ko po kasi napapasa since late na po ako nakakarating.. gusto ko po sana pagusapan yung sa absences ko kase po nung last time kayo nagannounce 6 po yun sabi nyo tapos nagulat nalang po ako-- *sumingit si senora*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SENORA:&lt;/b&gt; ay hinde! depende parin yan sa grades mo.. sige i-compute mo to.. *sinabi yung grades ko.. tas kinompute ko*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GAIL:&lt;/b&gt; no senora.. im here not because of my grades.. im here to talk about my attendance.. ano po bang magagawa ko para mabawi yung mga attendance ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SENORA:&lt;/b&gt; sya..sya ipapasa na kita.. paki-compute nga tong mga to *she handed me 3 class records tas tinuro nya kung pano icompute*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh hindi ko magets yung explanation nya kaya ipapacheck nya sana sakin yung mga test papers.. sabi ko hindi nya tinuro samin yun topic na andun kaya hindi nalang nya sakin pinacheck.. bigla na syang nagconfide about sa section namin.. galit na galit kase sya sa section namin eh yung tipong sa sobrang galit din sa kanya ng mga students eh nireport sya sa dean. naalala ko sabi ni krizia na bola-bolahin ko daw si senora pag nagconfide na sya.. kaya yun bolabola haha! after nun nagisip pa sya ng pwedeng ipautos sakin.. inutusan nya kong itext yung kaibigan nya.. basta ganun! kala ko madali kase text lang naman eh.. pagpindot ko ng phone nya, spanish yung nakaset na language gademet.. hahaha!!! nanghula hula nalang ako ng pipindutin.. buti nalang mejo naiintindihan ko sya. kaso taena ang hirap magtext sa phone nya kase may problema yung keypads. biglang nagring yung phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SENORA:&lt;/b&gt; sige sagutin mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GAIL:&lt;/b&gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SENORA:&lt;/b&gt; ok lang yan.. cge sagutin mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GAIL:&lt;/b&gt; uh... hello? &lt;br /&gt;(g'morning ma'am is Mr. Saus around?) &lt;br /&gt;im sorry sir, he's not here &lt;br /&gt;(oh okay.. pero pumasok po ba sya?) &lt;br /&gt;siguro.. (sabay baba ng phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;haha!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ng ilang tulalaan sa faculty room kaharap si senora na nagchcheck ng papers tinignan nya ako ng matagal.. probably nagiisip ng pwede pang maiutos saken.. (taena anoko maid!?) tinitigan ko din sya pero hindi ako nakatagal WAAH!!! she's soo old mukha pala syang zombie pag hindi gumagalaw!!! finally gumalaw din sya.. waaah. inutusan nya ko pumunta sa canteen ng UST hospital para bumili ng 2 lumpia at 1 cup ng rice. Taena.. san ba yung canteen sa UST hospital!?!?! lumabas ako ng educ bldg.. pumunta ng UST hospital tas tinanong sa guard kung san yung canteen nila.. bumili ng pagkain tapos pumasok ng educ bldg at inabot kay senora yung pinabili nya. naabutan ko si Lhene na kausap si senora sa faculty.. after nilang magusap niyaya nako ni Lhene palabas. tumaas yata yung presyon ni senora.. galit kase sya kay Lhene eh, kaya sabi sakin na pwede na din daw ako umalis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAK!!! taena hindi ko alam kung naintindihan ba nya yung sinabi ko abt sa attendance! inutus utusan lang nya ko.. ang labo nyang kausap kala nya kase yung seatworks yung pinoproblema ko.. hindi nya magets na yung attendance ko yung tinatanong ko sa kanya kung bakit naging 7 yung 6 tardies... taena talga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111157399201186886?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111157399201186886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111157399201186886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111157399201186886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111157399201186886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/03/spanish-prof-senora-guerrero-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111157361814862242</id><published>2005-03-19T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T18:26:58.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;SM NORTH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpunta kami ni &lt;b&gt;tabel&lt;/b&gt; sa school kasi may aasikasuhin kaming dalawa.. pagkatapos namin tignan yung schedule for summer classes at chaka hanapin si senora guerrero dumaan kami ng recto para tumingin ng earrings. O e di yan nakabili na ng earrings, since pupunta sya ng makati at wala nakong mapuntahan naisip ko na pumunta nalang ng SM NORTH pampalipas oras. Pinara nako ni tabel ng jeep at tuluyan na kaming nagkahiwalay. Sa loob ng jeep, nagtext ako kay alex na pupunta ako ng SM north. Nagulat nalang ako kase nung malapit nako sa SM, parang nagiba yung ichura ng daan.. PAK!!! &lt;b&gt;bat dumaan sa Quezon City Hall?!?!&lt;/b&gt; nawawala ata ako.. Nagtext ako ulit kay alex kase feeling ko nawawala ako.. iba yata yung napara saking jeep ni tabel. habang tumatagal lalong lumalawak yung daan.. tinignan ko kung nasan na kami &lt;i&gt;COMMONWELT&lt;/i&gt; daw tinignan ko din yung mga kasabay naming jeep.. &lt;i&gt;SM FAIRVIEW.&lt;/i&gt; haha taena ngayon lang ako makakapunta ng SM FAIRVIEW.. taenaa talgaa.. sa dami dami ng SM na alam ko sa SM fairview pako mapapadpad.. pwede namang sm megamall, sm cubao, sm north... pero ayus na din yun kaysa naman sa sm bicutan haha. Untitunti nang nagbababaan yung mga pasahero. Nung 2 nalang kami sa jeep, pinababa kami nung driver, sa susunod na jeep nalang daw kami sumakay (great.. now what?!) buti nalang pala at sa SM din ang baba nung nakasabay kong manong. Sabay kaming pumara ng jeep at tinuloy  ang byahe papuntang SM. Nung nasa SM na, pinababa nako nung dalawang pinagtanungan ko. Grabe ang haba ng pila sa entrance ng SM! kaya naman pala.. sale kasi. Nung nakapasok nako, nagpasundo ako kay alex kase hindi ko talaga alam pauwe.. (aww salamat!!!) hahaha taena talagaaa.. sm fairview..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111157361814862242?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111157361814862242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111157361814862242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111157361814862242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111157361814862242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/03/sm-north-nagpunta-kami-ni-tabel-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111038957264643797</id><published>2005-03-10T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T01:47:01.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 HAMUNSUREEE!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/22dzq1" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooow 4 na buwan ka nang nagtitiis sakin.. buti nakakayanan mo? nakakatuwa naman. kung gano ako kaswerte sayo eh yun namang ikinamalas mo hehe. hindi ko talga akalain na &lt;b&gt;IKAW&lt;/b&gt; magiging boyfriend ko. pero hindi ako nagsisisi.. bakit naman?! happy monsurreee mahal ko. sana marami pakong &lt;i&gt;happy munsureee&lt;/i&gt; na maririnig galing sayo. nakakatuwa lahat ng ikaw. wala nakong masabe. alam mo nang lahat yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111038957264643797?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111038957264643797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111038957264643797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111038957264643797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111038957264643797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/03/4-hamunsureee-wooow-4-na-buwan-ka-nang.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111035696843182363</id><published>2005-03-09T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T23:26:52.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;WRAAAA!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 nako nagising kaninang umaga na dapat ay 4am talaga para hindi ako ma-late sa klase. Di ko pa nga nahahanda yung mga gamit ko eh. Habang nagaayos ako ng gamit, hinahanap ko yung ID ko.. hindi ko makita!!! PAK!!!! &lt;b&gt;NAIWANAN KO SYA SA LOOB NG LIBRARY KAHAPON!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umalis nako ng bahay. Habang naglalakad, di ko matandaan kung nakapaglagay bako ng panyo sa bag kaya bumalik nanaman ako ng bahay para kumuha na ng panyo. Hinalungkat ko dun yung bag ko punyemas may panyo pala akong daladala. anu bayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak talga yung ID ko!!! pano ko kaya makukuha yun eh kailangan kong magswipe ng ID bago ako makapasok eh nasa loob nga ng library yung id ko??? pakers. ang higpit pa naman ng guard dun hindi umaalis sa tabi ng swiper. bahala na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagpasok ko ng skool, di ako umattend ng theo kahit marami nakong absent dun kase kelangan ko talga makuha yung id para makapasok ako sa classroom namen. Dumiretso ako kagad ng library buti naman at mabait si manong gard kaso 8 pa daw magbubukas ang lib eh 7:14 palang ata nun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang naghihintay, tinext ko yung friend ko sabi ko miss call-an nya ko pag nakaalis na si mam theology. Sabi ba naman: &lt;tt&gt;"Asan kb? hnahanap ka ni maam. FA k n dw.."&lt;/tt&gt; (*failure due to absences) PAAAK!!! nagulintang ako! FA nako sa theo! kung kelan last meeting na namen this friday.. 2 araw nalang ang kailangan palipasin sabay na-FA pa! pero nagtext ulit sakin si bhudz sabi joke lang daw yun. gago talga yun.. ang galing manggising. mas malupet pa sa kape. lechudas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakuha ko na yung id ko.. nagiisip nga ako kung san ako aakyat na hagdanan kase baka makasalubong ko yung prof namen sa theo. pagpasok ko sa loob ng building namen, hindi ko alam kung sa left o sa right side ba ng hagdanan ako aakyat.. yung right side kase parating dinadaanan ng mga tao kaya baka dun sya dumaan kaya napagdesisyunan kong sa left side nalang ako aakyat para hindi ko sya makasalubong..HAH! pero sa hindi maipaliwanag na pangyayare parang mas feel kong dumaan sa right side.. pak! pagtingin ko sa left side ng hagdanan &lt;b&gt;PABABA SI MAM THEO!!!!&lt;/b&gt; WAAAAA!!! nakita nga ata ako e. Buti nalang pala hindi ako dumaan sa left side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng klase namin tumambay muna kami ni kat at khen sa loob ng playground. Nagulat nalang kame kase nung paalis na kami nakita namin na ikinandado na pala ng janitor yung gate kaya hindi kami makalabas! nagswing nalang kami ng kat habang naghihintay ng magbubukas samin ng gate, si khen nagaalala kase finals namin sa p.e at baka daw ma-late sya hehe. wala ang sarap talga mag swing.. HUWEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111035696843182363?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111035696843182363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111035696843182363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111035696843182363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111035696843182363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/03/wraaaa-5-nako-nagising-kaninang-umaga.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111010790973167884</id><published>2005-03-06T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T19:37:03.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;TO MY DEAR NIECE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why God gave you such a thick face. Minsan nga matuto kang mahiya. Everything in life doesnt have to be spoon-fed and every people who treats you nice doesnt mean theyre giving you the permission to boss them around. Sayang lang ang tinuturo sayo jan sa school mong pinagmamalaki mo ng husto kase wala ka man lang kagalang galang sa mga taong nasa paligid mo. Tell me, what exactly is your problem?! You dont consider the feelings of others and you always take them for granted, that's the reason why everybody is against you. Buti nalang wala akong kapatid na tulad mo. The hell I care how you brag about how pretty you are as if youre the prettiest girl youve ever seen or brag about things that we all know doesnt really exist at all.. HELLO?! reality check please. I dont mean to be harsh kaya nga dito ko nalang to sinasabi para kung matamaan ka man at least you know you still have that tinge of sensitivity that everybody knows you lack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111010790973167884?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111010790973167884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111010790973167884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111010790973167884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111010790973167884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/03/to-my-dear-niece-i-wonder-why-god-gave.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111010752068028960</id><published>2005-03-06T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T19:27:28.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;IM GOING TO BE EIGHTEEN SOON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina sinundo kami ng mga relatives namin kase galing kami ng church ni tita queng, sa kotse pinagusapan na kesyo malapit na daw yung bday ko blahblah.. sabi ni tita margie &lt;i&gt;"O gail malapit kana mag eighteen dapat mag ingat kana ha, yan yung mga edad na delikado"&lt;/i&gt; wala.. nagsmile lang ako haha tapos sabi pa &lt;i&gt;"Sabi ko nga sa ate barbie mo nung mage-18 na sya: anong mas gusto mong dalin, baby o maleta? she chose maleta.. tignan mo ngayon patravel-travel nalang sya.. dapat ganun ka din!"&lt;/i&gt; tas tinanong din ako.. shempre &lt;b&gt;MALETA&lt;/b&gt; yung sinabi ko mababatukan ako kapag hinde haha! tapos sabi pa &lt;i&gt;"Sa australia ka nalang maghanap ng asawa later on para dun ka narin titira.."&lt;/i&gt; The thought gave me the chills! Ayus tumira sa australia pero ayokong maghanap ng aasawahin dun. Bakit dun pa e meron naman &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/petdog"&gt; dito&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111010752068028960?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111010752068028960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111010752068028960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111010752068028960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111010752068028960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-going-to-be-eighteen-soon-kanina.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-111006632364130104</id><published>2005-03-06T07:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T08:40:54.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUIZZES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waa walang magawa&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 9pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 35% Left Brained, 65% Right Brained&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/rightorleftbrainedquiz/"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 9pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 15 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" font-size="7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  15  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 9pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are From Venus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/venus.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You love all forms of beauty. You love dressing up and anything luxurious.&lt;br /&gt;A social butterfly, you're incredibly popular and a great host.&lt;br /&gt;You're known for your fairness and affection. And as a friend to all.&lt;br /&gt;Careful though! You're desire to please may make you too willing to conform.&lt;br /&gt;Focus on what matters to you. You'll be all the more popular for it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/planetquiz.html"&gt;What Planet Are You From?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-111006632364130104?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/111006632364130104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=111006632364130104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111006632364130104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/111006632364130104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/03/quizzes-waa-walang-magawa-you-are-35.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-110847902010305066</id><published>2005-02-15T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T23:04:30.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONFESSIONS OF A TEENAGE DRAMA QUEEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Believe in the cliche that says 'Love will knock at your door the least you expect it'. Antay lang kaibigan. Mabait naman si Lord eh.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this from a friend's blog who happened to invite me in his myspace acct. I was struck by what he had written kase it's really true. Love really comes your way when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember every time i go to church i used to ask God for someone (though i hate to admit that praying for me is legendary.) I was surprised because He did answer my prayer w/c made me realize that prayers &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; come true. Not only God will give you what youve asked for but far &lt;s&gt;more&lt;/s&gt; MORE than that. I never knew that it was Alex who i prayed for, but i thank God He gave me him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's my point? well.. i love him SO much i thank God we have each other. I never really expect him to enter my life, but he did and im praying he will forever stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-110847902010305066?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/110847902010305066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=110847902010305066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/110847902010305066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/110847902010305066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/02/confessions-of-teenage-drama-queen.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-110814200757866996</id><published>2005-02-10T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:55:52.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;B&gt;TURR HAPPEE MON SURREE&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months na kame.. Ayus. Natiis nya ko ng tatlong buwan! ehehe. Sana magtagal pa kami lalo kase gusto ko syang mahalin pa ng mas matagal kesa sa 3 months. haaayy.. i love you so much alex, so much i could love you MUCH more that SO MUCH. &lt;br /&gt;basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/1pdr49"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drawing ko.. ahahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-110814200757866996?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/110814200757866996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=110814200757866996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/110814200757866996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/110814200757866996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/02/turr-happee-mon-surree-3-months-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-110788446347928460</id><published>2005-02-09T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T02:44:33.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;WRAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I switched back to my old skin again. got tired of looking for a new skin to fit my blog ahaha! ill try to do it when i really have the time. Haaay.. papasok nanaman ako bukas. fuck. I was absent for a day.. hindi dahil masakit yung likod ko, i was absent kase-- masakit TALAGA likod ko. AHAHAH!! (de joke lang alex masakit talga likod ko pramis walang kinalaman yung issue about sa skool hehe) err.. basta yun. Papasok nanaman ako bukas, i mean mamaya. Better hit the sack after this *Zzzz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-110788446347928460?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/110788446347928460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=110788446347928460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/110788446347928460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/110788446347928460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/02/wrar-i-switched-back-to-my-old-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-110783830426590288</id><published>2005-02-07T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T02:25:20.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;IM SO HAPPY I COULD DIE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks and it sucks like tae. I hate my course, i hate some of my profs and even the way my circle of company treats me. Okay, so what more to hate? I cried last night kase di ko na makayanan yung trato ng mga kasama ko saken sa skool. No, theyre not bullying me, theyre nice people actually. I just cant erase the fact that i feel isolated whenever im with them. The more i spend time with them the more i feel alone. ironic. Okay so they have common friends to talk about kaya tahimik lang ako (as if makakarelate dba?) pero kung araw araw buong araw nila paguusapan yon tangina isnt that unfair?! hello? andito pako. Siguro sa sobrang tagal nila magusap natatakot na silang kausapin ako kase alam nilang nung isang buwan pa panis yung laway ko. Im not being cynical about it, it's just that i think they should consider others too kaya nga ako sumasama sa kanila kase i THOUGHT they could make me feel oh-im-so-happy-i-have-friends. God im so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-110783830426590288?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/110783830426590288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=110783830426590288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/110783830426590288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/110783830426590288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-so-happy-i-could-die-school-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-110674462515814603</id><published>2005-01-26T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:48:47.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;*AHEM*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe. ang dami daming ginagawa! wala na nga akong oras para alamin ang mga bagong commercials meron ang tv. hindi ko na rin nagagalaw yung kinakalawang kong gitarang nakatiwangwang lang sa kwarto, wala narin akong panahon para magblog. wala nakong nagawa kundi magpalaki ng eyebags at magpaparami ng tagyawat sa mukha. eto ba ang buhay college?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, these are the things that i wasnt able to tell you guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i miss tabel so much&lt;br /&gt;*christmas was great&lt;br /&gt;*so was my new year&lt;br /&gt;*i suck at nihonggo&lt;br /&gt;*i hate sensei rasonabe&lt;br /&gt;*my face is infested with so much pimples i hate myself bec of it&lt;br /&gt;*my gitar strings are already &lt;i&gt;kalawanging&lt;/i&gt; AHAHAHA! =P&lt;br /&gt;*i feel isolated by people around me&lt;br /&gt;*i dont like my skool anymore&lt;br /&gt;*i dont like my program big time&lt;br /&gt;*i miss rejine&lt;br /&gt;*tumaas allowance ko&lt;br /&gt;*me + him = us (sana hindi mabasa ng tatay ko haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-110674462515814603?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/110674462515814603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=110674462515814603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/110674462515814603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/110674462515814603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2005/01/ahem-grabe.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109934271106494242</id><published>2004-11-01T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T04:58:31.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;DADDY'S NEW TOY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May bagong gamit si erpats. Tuwang tuwa syang ipinakita saken na parang batang may bagong laruan. Haha shettt-- ang ganda nga naman kase. Binigay na nya sakin yung dati nyang ginagamit, aanhin nga naman nya yung dalawa diba? Kaya yun.. may luma nakong palmtop hehe. Sarap ibenta kaso hinde daw pwede. Sayang may bago na sana akong phone ngayon.. pak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109934271106494242?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109934271106494242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109934271106494242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109934271106494242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109934271106494242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/11/daddys-new-toy-may-bagong-gamit-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109933120272892813</id><published>2004-10-28T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T02:09:34.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE PAK WALA AKONG MAISIP NA TITLE HAH! GANDA NG DRAWING KO NOH STORY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/1om0aw"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened a while ago.. &lt;br /&gt;Alam kong tungkol samin yung agenda, but im afraid of what he's ACTUALLY going to say because if hearing him say those words simply means letting him go id rather be deaf than be gifted with ears. It rained. Soundtrip kame habang may redhorse. Nakatambay sa kwarto ko. Sa kalagitnaan ng soundtrip namen, pinatugtog ko yung track 6 sa cd ni teban kase favorite ko yun sabay higa sa kama. Nasa kama din yung friend ko, magkatabi kami ng ulo pero yung katawan nya sa right side tas ako sa left side, &lt;em&gt;"O ano nang sasabihin mo?"&lt;/em&gt; nagisip pa sya kung pano nya sasabihin tapos bigla nyang hinirit yung secret nila ng bestfriend ko na matagal ko nang tinatanong, yung agenda nga. NAGULAT AKO!!! "ako? baket ako? lasing ka lang.." wala akong masabi, hindi ko alam kung pano magrereact-- hindi daw sya lasing. Habang nagsasalita sya ayokong maniwala kahit parang totoo kasi nakatatak na sa isip ko yung totoong gusto nya na alam ko namang kahit kelan imposibleng maging ako. Hayy.. sana alam din nya yung akin, wag na nga lang-- nakakahiya. Ayun, tuloy parin sya sa pagsasalita.. ang dami kong nalaman. Unti-unting nabuo yung mga pinagtatatanong ko sa kanya dati na ayaw nyang sagutin. Pagkatapos nyang magsalita tinanong ko sya kung may gusto ba syang tanungin.. (sana lang tanungin nya yung gusto kong sabihin) err.. wala daw. tinanong ko ulit kase kailangan nyang malaman. Pak.. hindi nya masabe yung gusto nyang tanungin. Pagkalipas ng mahabang tulalaan sa kisame, tinanong nya sakin kung gusto ko din ba sya (haha buti nalang tinanong nya) sandale.. bakit hindi ko masagot??? Grabe ang tahimik kase hindi ako nagsasalita, sabay tapos narin yung tugtog. Gusto ko na sanang sabihin kaso ayaw lumabas sa bibig ko.. hindi ko rin alam kung pano kaya bigla din akong naiyak. Buti na nga lang at hindi nya nakikita kase parehas kaming nakahiga. PAK! hindi ako makapagsalita, dinaan ko nalang sa pagkain ng vcut at paginom ng redhorse para umurong yung luha. Pinalipas ko muna yung iyak.. onting subo, onting nguya, onting inom, onting hinga, "sobra.." ayan nasabi ko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109933120272892813?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109933120272892813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109933120272892813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109933120272892813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109933120272892813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/10/pak-wala-akong-maisip-na-title-hah.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109871872500612204</id><published>2004-10-25T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T23:38:45.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;*SIGH*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what hit me.. im not inlove, im far more than that. Actually I dont like the idea because I know this is only a one way street, but im not saying that im sad because I want to be loved in return, no, it's just that it sucks to know that im soo close to this person yet he still doesnt have an idea how I feel about him. &lt;br /&gt;God, I wish he knew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109871872500612204?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109871872500612204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109871872500612204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109871872500612204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109871872500612204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/10/sigh-i-dont-know-what-hit-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109870686606612596</id><published>2004-10-24T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T23:50:52.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOURE NOT JUST A PIECE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre there beside me&lt;br /&gt;not knowing a thing&lt;br /&gt;God im hurting!&lt;br /&gt;how could you not know&lt;br /&gt;when the world already does? &lt;br /&gt;i wish you knew..&lt;br /&gt;i wish you knew..&lt;br /&gt;that im breathing the air &lt;br /&gt;with your name in it&lt;br /&gt;if you get scared and run away&lt;br /&gt;dont worry i will not chase you&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to ran out of air&lt;br /&gt;for you are the only thing &lt;br /&gt;i cannot afford to waste&lt;br /&gt;it's just sad you dont have an idea&lt;br /&gt;how much you've become a part of me&lt;br /&gt;no, youre not just a piece&lt;br /&gt;you are far more than my everything =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109870686606612596?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109870686606612596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109870686606612596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109870686606612596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109870686606612596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/10/youre-not-just-piece-youre-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109809651171469266</id><published>2004-10-18T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T18:48:31.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;MASKS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from where im stading right now&lt;br /&gt;i know you know what i know&lt;br /&gt;i think there's no need to explain&lt;br /&gt;we know we clearly comprehend&lt;br /&gt;i want to laugh my eyes out&lt;br /&gt;for how good we hide behind&lt;br /&gt;these colourful masks of innocence&lt;br /&gt;even if we bleed our face to death&lt;br /&gt;because we wear them everyday&lt;br /&gt;and still ignoring the needles&lt;br /&gt;that pricked our skins&lt;br /&gt;i dont blame you &lt;br /&gt;for pretending with me&lt;br /&gt;come on lets pretend some more&lt;br /&gt;until we get tired of pretending&lt;br /&gt;and when i get tired of that&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what will happen next&lt;br /&gt;should i wear it forever&lt;br /&gt;or take it off?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;how about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109809651171469266?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109809651171469266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109809651171469266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109809651171469266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109809651171469266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/10/masks-from-where-im-stading-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109740079565817300</id><published>2004-10-10T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T17:52:18.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;REJINE AND GAIL BEFORE REJINE AND GAIL AFTER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/c01kx"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuha to sa bahay namen habang naglalaro kami ni Rejine ng yanyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/c01nl"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuha naman to sa bahay ng friend namen habang naglalaro kami ni Rejine ng webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taena mo gail tumanda ka na't lahat hindi ka parin nagbabago.. Ahaha.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109740079565817300?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109740079565817300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109740079565817300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/10/rejine-and-gail-before-rejine-and-gail.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109725593997546229</id><published>2004-10-09T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T01:36:43.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAMUGIN ANG LANGGONISANG ITIM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natikman mo na ba ang tamis ng pagkatalo&lt;br /&gt;Na tila mundo mo'y kaparis ng impyerno?&lt;br /&gt;Gumuhong pangarap na matagal mong inasam-asam&lt;br /&gt;Kinahinatna'y sugat na di na yata mapaparam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa loob ng busong malamig at madilim&lt;br /&gt;Himlayan ng problemang aking kinikimkim&lt;br /&gt;Problema na wari'y isang mariposa&lt;br /&gt;Na sa aking isipan ay nagkandalipana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagsapit ng Enero Ika-bente siete&lt;br /&gt;Kaluluwa ko'y magkakanda leche-leche&lt;br /&gt;Dalarihang ama'y ipagsisigawan&lt;br /&gt;Resulta ng aking ginawang kagaguhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaligayahan ko'y unti-unting sinasamsam&lt;br /&gt;Ng gapok kong utak na ngatngatan ng langgam&lt;br /&gt;Problema na talaga nga namang nagtagumpay&lt;br /&gt;Ito ang mga oras na gusto ko nang mamatay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Hindi ako nakapagaral ng mabuti sa finals.. tapos walang araw nung finals na hindi ako tardy kaya 30 minutes ko lang sinasagutan yung mga exams naming tigi-isa't kalahating oras. Feeling ko babagsak ako.. hindi lang feeling.. BABAGSAK TALAGA. Dito pumapasok ang mga ganitong tula. Hayy.. eto nanaman tong poem na to.. parati nalang.. kase namane.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109725593997546229?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109725593997546229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109725593997546229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109725593997546229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109725593997546229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/10/lamugin-ang-langgonisang-itim-natikman.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109716580452291371</id><published>2004-10-07T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T00:16:44.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;I JUST CANT KEEP ON GUESSING FOREVER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have something to say?&lt;br /&gt;Say it while im still awake&lt;br /&gt;Or else you might regret &lt;br /&gt;The moment i start to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i fall into a deep slumber&lt;br /&gt;Keep your hands off mine&lt;br /&gt;Do not weep for i cant see&lt;br /&gt;No matter how near you could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare not to wake me from my dream&lt;br /&gt;My dreams are the things i subconsciously fantacize&lt;br /&gt;No one should deprive me from it&lt;br /&gt;For i have my eyes shut tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's cold out there&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt know&lt;br /&gt;Still i'll manage to mumble as you freeze to death:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"No sharing of blankets please.."&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked you before&lt;br /&gt;If you have something to say&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry i got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;I just cant keep on guessing forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109716580452291371?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109716580452291371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm calling you now&lt;br /&gt;for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather talk to you&lt;br /&gt;'cause there's nothing &lt;br /&gt;left for me to do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this from someone.. ouchness...er.. hahaha.. shettt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109652906861946423?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109652906861946423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109652906861946423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109652906861946423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109652906861946423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-calling-you-now-for-no-reason-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109629807534912630</id><published>2004-09-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T23:14:35.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;PANAGINIP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa kalaliman ng gabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sya&lt;/i&gt; ang iniisip&lt;br /&gt;hanggang sa nakatulog&lt;br /&gt;dala parin sa panaginip&lt;br /&gt;kasama sa paghiga&lt;br /&gt;pagbango'y tatamarin&lt;br /&gt;at sa aking pagising&lt;br /&gt;panaginip'y sya parin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109629807534912630?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109629807534912630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109629807534912630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109629807534912630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109629807534912630'/><link 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Place kahapon kasama si Tabs, Marah at Gerald. Wala liwaliw lang kase maaga kami umuwi since absent yung Spanish prof namin tapos may goiter naman yung prof namin sa Anthro.. tsk. So yun.. nagkayayayaan pumunta ng mall so ako naman si sama kase pinilit nila ako.. pak nga kase natalo ako sa batobato pick tapos tumakas ako pagkatapos ng labanan para hindi ako makasama pero wala eh.. due to public demands sumama narin ako.. AHAHA feeling. So yun nga.. gumala kami sa Rob. place.. ayos nga eh dapat mamfofoodtrip kami ni Gerald kaso hindi natuloy kase hindi nya makita yung empanadang maanghang na kakainin namin ng walang inuman. Bumili kami ng pagkain sa Jolibee *LOL* kase manonood kami ng movie. Balak ko ngang bumili ng burger steak nun kase gutom na gutom nako kaso hindi ko alam kung anong strategy ang gagawin ko para kainin yun sa loob ng sinehan kaya buger, fries at coke nalang ang binili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yun.. since wala pa kaming idea sa papanoorin namin, pumili nalang kami sa 2 movies don na nakakatakot. Ayaw nila ng &lt;i&gt;Toolbox&lt;/i&gt; kase mukhang habulan lang daw yun kaya yung &lt;i&gt;Haunted Spirit 2&lt;/i&gt; nalang yung pinanood namin kahit na hindi kame pamilyar chaka tadtaran ng subtitles kase japanese flick sya. Nung nasa loob na kami ng sinehan.. PAK! PARANG LUNETA ang daming.. &lt;i&gt;lam mo na.&lt;/i&gt; Kala pa nga namin nung una mali kami ng napasukang sinehan kase ang pagkakaalam namin &lt;i&gt;Haunted Spirit 2&lt;/i&gt; yung title, eh nung finlash kasi sa screen &lt;i&gt;"dating death"&lt;/i&gt; daw sya.. Simula palang nung movie nararamdaman ko na na hindi sya maganda. Kahit sang angulo mo tignan everything sucked!!! actors, script, story, graphics, props, pati yung sibtitles-- &lt;i&gt;"havent you dead?"&lt;/i&gt; na sa pagkakaintindi namin eh "hindi ba patay kana?" AHAHAHA!!! pak. Ayun.. maluha luha ako kakatawa sa loob ng sinehan kahapon kase nakakaasar sya SOBRA. Basta kung trip nyong manood ng pangasar na movie, panoorin nyo yun. Pak.. sino kayang direktor nun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109481446546812432?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109481446546812432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109481446546812432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109481446546812432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109481446546812432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/09/shake-rattle-and-roll-with-laughter.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109457238132899523</id><published>2004-09-07T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T23:53:01.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;how can you be &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; blind?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109457238132899523?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109457238132899523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109457238132899523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109457238132899523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109457238132899523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/09/how-can-you-be-so-blind.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109405379967539282</id><published>2004-09-01T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T00:07:24.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;MOMENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon sumakay ako ng jeep papuntang ust. Nagbayad nako etc..etc.. Sa sobrang pagmamadali dahil malelate nako hindi ko na matandaan yung mga pinagagagawa ko. Bigla akong napaisip-- &lt;b&gt;SHET.&lt;/b&gt; naglagay kaya ako ng deodorant?! PAK talaga.. inaalala ko nga kung naglagay bako o ano kase WALA AKONG MATANDAAN!!! grabe sobrang nagppanic nako nun kase kadiri nga naman kung papasok ako ng skool na walang deodorant sabay aircon pa yung classroom namin, di kaya ako maghasik ng lagim non? Balak ko na ngang bumaba ng jeep kaso 10 minutes nakong nakasakay sa loob kaya goodluck nalang talaga saken. Yun nga.. mejo matagal-tagal din yung pagiisip ko tungkol dun kaya hindi ko na natingnan yung mga kasama ko sa jeep. Pagtingin ko sa harapan ko, may nakita akong babaeng college na nakatingin sakin pero hindi ko pinansin kase nga naman yung deodorant nakakatense talaga isipin. Tumingin ako ulit dun sa babae tapos tumingin nako sa labas ng jeep.. napaisip ako-- &lt;i&gt;PAK! kilala ko yun ah! classmate ko yun nung gradeschool!!!&lt;/i&gt; sayang hindi ko man lang sya napansin kase sobrang lalim ng iniisip ko. Kaya yun hindi ko nalang sya kinausap kase nga naman kanina pa kami magkatapat sa jeep tas sabay ngayon ko lang sya kakausapin.. langya nu yon. Nga pala.. nakapaglagay pala ako ng deodorant, nakalimutan ko lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109405379967539282?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109405379967539282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109405379967539282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109405379967539282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109405379967539282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/09/moments-kahapon-sumakay-ako-ng-jeep.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109386909773878364</id><published>2004-08-30T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T21:09:55.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRAGILE THOUGHTS DRIFTING OFF &lt;br /&gt;TO SOMEWHERE I DON'T CARE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Press me hard into doing something I used to hate.&lt;br /&gt;Will you be happy every moment I bleed to death?&lt;br /&gt;After all you won't even care. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll have fun watching me fade away. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking lines I should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not broken words like this shattered vase. &lt;br /&gt;Unseen and invisible, I'm no superhero to make a guess. &lt;br /&gt;I got a bad feeling about this.&lt;br /&gt;It's not right and I'm out of place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming over tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Wait for me and open the gate. &lt;br /&gt;I have a story to tell and it involves me &lt;br /&gt;Having a bullet inside my chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gather the first-aid kit and prepare to make stitches. &lt;br /&gt;Get ready to pull out the lead and I will feel the pain. &lt;br /&gt;I'll scream your name as I bleed &lt;br /&gt;And I shall hold your hand &lt;br /&gt;Till the end of the operation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll wake up not knowing what to do.&lt;br /&gt;And if I see you with another guy&lt;br /&gt;I'll wish I could've died right that very moment...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hindi ko to gawa.. gawa to ni &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/petdog"&gt;Alex&lt;/a&gt;.. howyeh! He told me to post it here para parehas kaming meron chaka kase para &lt;i&gt;sakin&lt;/i&gt; daw to.. naaaaax. WAAAH help-- im being hugged by barney!!! alck..barghk.. aarghklk.. ahahaha! Nga pala for the record, thanks for the poem kangaroo eating vivian shettt yu ar so tamis. pak. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109386909773878364?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109386909773878364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109386909773878364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109386909773878364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109386909773878364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/08/fragile-thoughts-drifting-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109372293861467003</id><published>2004-08-29T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T12:42:57.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;ESOTERIC..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing under the twinkle twinkle stars&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you were near me instead of being far&lt;br /&gt;How I love to walk with you on rainy rainy days&lt;br /&gt;If I get sick, I don't care, If that's price I'll have to pay&lt;br /&gt;You're worth my everything and I'm afraid to lose you&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't trade you for the world, not even for kangaroos&lt;br /&gt;And if people hates barney, god, I hate them all&lt;br /&gt;Because if barney means talking to you, &lt;br /&gt;then it's time to build our wall&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't let anybody seperate our ways&lt;br /&gt;But if it's time for you to go.. go. &lt;br /&gt;You're not mine anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109372293861467003?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109372293861467003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109372293861467003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109372293861467003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109372293861467003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/08/esoteric.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109316498692688404</id><published>2004-08-22T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T00:40:27.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;VANDAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang patagong tinutuklap yung bagong coat ng pintura ng silya ko sa room 417 napabasa ako sa lyrics ng Aerosmith na nakavandal sa kabilang silya.. napaisip ako.. tagal ko nang alam ng kanta na to ngayon ko lang naappreciate yung lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I could stay awake just to hear you breathing. watch you smile while you are sleeping, wondering if it's me youre dreaming..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigla kong naisip yung gusto kong part sa balisong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Someday.. you share your world with me-- someday.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAH. ahaaha bat ko to sinusulat? wala lang... trip ko lang isulat.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109316498692688404?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109316498692688404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109316498692688404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109316498692688404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109316498692688404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/08/vandal-habang-patagong-tinutuklap-yung.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109301938855332195</id><published>2004-08-21T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T01:09:28.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIMPLY AMAZING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May General Assembly ang Tourism ngayon sa school tapos required kaming (mga 1st yr students) magsoot ng clothes from the 80's. Kaninang mga 1 umuwi ako ng bahay para kunin yung damit na isosoot ko para sa party.. nagshower.. nagpalit ng clothes.. nagcharge ng cellphone at saka nagempake ng mga dadalhin. Sobrang nagmamadali nako that i even forgot to wear socks. Too bad im wearing chucks. F.Y.I, high cut-- ouch. Anyway, pumara nako ng jeep.. got in.. binuksan yung bag ko sabay hanap ng wallet kase magbabayad nako. After magbayad naisipan kong tignan yung phone ko kase baka nagtext na sakin yung mga kaklase ko kase may usapan na sabay sabay kaming magbibihis. Sa kasamaang palad, ang gulo SOBRA ng bag ko kaya hindi ko &lt;i&gt;sya&lt;/i&gt; makita. Lumipas ang ilang minuto, hinanap ko ulit yung phone kase gusto ko na talga icheck kung may nagtext.. hinalungkat ko sa bag... argrh!!! hindi ko makita... hinalungkat... hinalungkat.. hanggang sa malapit nako sa UST hinahanap ko parin.. tinamad nako kakahanap kaya pinabayaan ko nalang. After ng ilang minutes kita ko na yung bag ko may butas pala, parang ngatngat ng daga o ginupit or something. Dyahe naman eto pa bag na dinala ko.. kung alam ko lang na may butas pala sya e di sana hindi ko nalang dinala. Langya nakaharap pa naman yung butas sa maraming tao kaya iniba ko nalang yung pwesto nung bag ko para hindi kita yung butas.. tas nilagyan ko pa ng safety pins para masaya. Napaisip ako.. &lt;b&gt;PAK&lt;/b&gt; alam ko na kung bat hindi ko mahanap cellphone ko. Haha shet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109301938855332195?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109301938855332195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109301938855332195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109301938855332195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109301938855332195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/08/simply-amazing-may-general-assembly.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109240988623414987</id><published>2004-08-13T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T23:45:19.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;HUHU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagalit sakin si Rejine kahapon. Rejine is one of my oldest friends by the way-- hindi pala &lt;i&gt;one of my&lt;/i&gt; kase &lt;b&gt;OLDEST&lt;/b&gt; talaga sya. We've been together since i cant remember when. Sa sobrang tagal na naming magkasama we consider each other as &lt;i&gt;bestfriends&lt;/i&gt; though we dont tell each other we are. Anyway, she got mad at me yesterday for some reason. Suuure I understand her because i know na-pressure sya kakagawa ng school project nya w/c she finished doing &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; day den. Kahit sabihin pa nating tampuhan &lt;i&gt;lang&lt;/i&gt; to nakakalungkot parin kase it's like loosing a part that I carry with me since (yun nga..) since &lt;i&gt;I cant remember when.&lt;/i&gt; Wish ko lang matapos na to. Anyway eto pics namin para naman kahit papano may idea kayo kung sino yung pinagsasasabi ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/767798/then.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sa bahay ko.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/767798/now.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nung isang araw lang to actually.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched &lt;i&gt;Pay Check&lt;/i&gt; pa nga eh shet.. ang ganda!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109240988623414987?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109240988623414987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109240988623414987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109240988623414987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109240988623414987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/08/huhu-nagalit-sakin-si-rejine-kahapon.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109230041578230546</id><published>2004-08-12T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T18:29:48.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPANISH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina sa Spanish class, nakikipagdaldalan ako kay Crystal at kay Patrick about dun sa librong Nihonggo na binabasa namin. Ginagaya pa nga namin yung mga salita dun eh kunwari marunong kami haha mga feelingero ang pucha! Gulat nalang ako kase bigla akong tinawag ni Senora Guerrero. Si Senora Guerrero ay ang aming &lt;i&gt;ispanispropesor&lt;/i&gt; na mahilig mamuna ng mga estudyanteng nagdadaldalan. So yun tinawag ako.. &lt;b&gt;SHET&lt;/b&gt; nagulat ako kase nga naman eh nakikipagdaldalan ako dun sa sulok.. waah guilty amputs. Tapos tinanong nya ko kung &lt;i&gt;"gusto ko ba daw"&lt;/i&gt; langya.. hindi ko magets hahaha!!! Mejo naisip ko rin nung mga oras na yun na baka tinatanong nya kung gusto ko bang lumabas ng classroom kase nga nakikipagdaldalan ako habang may sinasabi sya na halatang halata naman talagang hindi ako nakikinig. Tapos ang lakas pa ng boses ko nung nagni-nihonggo nihonggohan ako haha! Ang nakaka olats pa dun eh yung MGA kaklase kong nakatingin saken *dyahe* kaya tinanong ko kung ano yun, yun pala naghahanap ang UST ng mga magtuturo ng Spanish kase kulang ang Spanish teachers dito (langya.. kala ko kung ano!) tinatanong nya ko kung gusto ko ba daw magturo ng Spanish sa UST after ko grumaduate since ok naman daw grades ko *whatever* umayaw ako kase malamang hindi ko kakayanin yun.. magulo pa naman ako magexplain. Tapos sabi nila Patrick sakin sayang daw kase may 'career' na sana ako pagkagraduate. &lt;i&gt;Oo nga noh..&lt;/i&gt; kaya yun pumayag narin ako AHAHA! besides gusto ko naman talaga ng Spanish kahit nung grade 3 pako.. chaka siguro para narin masabi kong may experience nako sa work kapag nag-apply ako dun sa trabahong gusto ko talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109230041578230546?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109230041578230546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109230041578230546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109230041578230546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109230041578230546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/08/spanish-kanina-sa-spanish-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109189163457992352</id><published>2004-08-07T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T23:29:37.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;WRONG MOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So hindi ako naligo kanina.. what's new right? well-- there is. Kasi ganito may family reunion thing ngayon dito sa bahay kaya dito ako sa kwarto ko nakatambay kase ayokong mabihag ng videoke wawa rotation sa baba. Anyway, mga ngayon-ngayon lang, bumaba ako para kumain kase wala lang trip ko lang kumain tapos kasama ko sa dining table si father dear. Naguusap kami tungkol sa pagpunta ko sa dermatologist sa wednesday &lt;br /&gt;(finally! after 2 months of waiting) ang ganda na sana ng usapan namin kase yun na yung mga moment na bibigyan nya na ko ng P800 as in &lt;b&gt;NGAYON&lt;/b&gt; na kaso mukhang gago nangati kase ako kaya nagkamot ako ng likod tangina akalain mo nga naman-- nakita nya yung pierce ko sa tenga HAHAHAH!!! pucha.. at since kabilang sya sa mga pamilyang perfectionists malamang wataface sya nung makita nya yun. Tapos inexaminang mabute yung tenga ko na parang isang unknown specimen. Haha &lt;i&gt;lagot.. now what?&lt;/i&gt; sabay nakisingit pa sa usapan yung lola na tita ko tapos ayun nagsimula nang magsalita ng martian si father dear.. basta wala nakong naintindihan. Sinabi ko nalang na tatanggalin ko (someday) para hindi na sya masyado magalit sakin.. *oowws* Syet. sana pala naligo ako kanina para hindi nya nakita yung tenga ko.. WAAAAH P800 koooo nawalang parang purple magical wishing dust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109189163457992352?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109189163457992352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109189163457992352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109189163457992352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109189163457992352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/08/wrong-move-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109177672412320223</id><published>2004-08-06T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T15:38:14.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;TONGUE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(jun06,04)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after months of convalescing&lt;br /&gt;i was okay-- or so i thought&lt;br /&gt;he was hidden behind those eyes&lt;br /&gt;so astonishing.. so captivating&lt;br /&gt;how i wanted to take it off&lt;br /&gt;and put it in display&lt;br /&gt;his quixotic tongue embraced me&lt;br /&gt;and my soul agreed &lt;br /&gt;to be his slave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later did i realize&lt;br /&gt;he was feeding voraciously on my flesh&lt;br /&gt;chewing my liver and spleen&lt;br /&gt;with my blood staining his skin&lt;br /&gt;i started to scream as i felt his tongue&lt;br /&gt;circling the insides of me&lt;br /&gt;im so fucked up-- im incomplete&lt;br /&gt;as i sew my fingers with needles&lt;br /&gt;every pain will be the revenge&lt;br /&gt;to my wrong prognostications&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you! &lt;br /&gt;i am not a geisha&lt;br /&gt;to test your saccharine thoughts&lt;br /&gt;but for now &lt;br /&gt;ill try to heal myself&lt;br /&gt;and someday ill make you pay&lt;br /&gt;fuck you! &lt;br /&gt;i am not a geisha&lt;br /&gt;to test your saccharine thoughts&lt;br /&gt;but for now &lt;br /&gt;ill try to heal myself&lt;br /&gt;and someday ill make you pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after months of convalescing&lt;br /&gt;i was okay-- or so i thought&lt;br /&gt;i saw him with another meal&lt;br /&gt;and finally bid him goodbye&lt;br /&gt;oh ched you forgot something..&lt;br /&gt;your head is in my closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109177672412320223?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109177672412320223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109177672412320223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109177672412320223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109177672412320223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/08/tongue-jun0604-after-months-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328214.post-109154694011417381</id><published>2004-08-03T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T00:24:08.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAKABAGBAG DAMDAMING PRELIMS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan ko ba kung bakit ako nagpapanic jan sa prelims na yan.. nasanay lang cguro ako sa &lt;em&gt;sistemang periodical exam&lt;/em&gt; ng Meris. Nung unang araw ng prelims-- Filipino ang subject. Goodluck nalang saken kase kupal teacher namin don kaya hindi ko alam yung mga pinagrerereview ko HAHA. Pero ayos lang.. AT LEAST may laman utak ko bago pumasok ng skool. Anyway naginternet muna ako bago ako umalis ng bahay.. ayos lang naman kase 11:30 panaman ang pasok ko. Umalis ako ng bahay ng 10:30.. nagabang ng jeep... namuti ang mata... mejo asar ng onti... *grabe ang tagal* nagtext kay alex... wala paring jeep... mejo nagpapanic na... &lt;em&gt;*time check: 11:00*&lt;/em&gt; NAGPAPANIC NA!... tinext erpats ko... tas abang ulit ng jeep. Goodluck nalang saken kase 1hr ang byahe galing bahay papuntang skool kaya malamang LATE nako. Pagkatapos ng timbatimbang pagmamantika sa wakas may FX na dumating kaya nag fx nalang ako kahit labag sa loob kong magbayad ng P15 pesos kay manong fx driver. Atat-- sumakay ako ng fx (dun sa likod) &lt;b&gt;*BLAG*&lt;/b&gt; akalain mo nga naman.. nauntog pako pag-akyat haha (excited ang pucha) tapos nagreview ako ng Pinoy sa fx hanggang sa nakarating ako ng uste. Binuksan yung pinutan-- &lt;b&gt;*BLAG*&lt;/b&gt; hahah mukhang gago nauntog ako ulit haha. Shet. first time ko sumakay ng fx magisa :)&lt;br /&gt;Nagreview ako papuntang educ building habang paakyat ng stairs at papasok ng room. AKO nalang pala hinihintay.. ayun asteg nakaabot pako. Pagdating ko nagsimula na magcheck ng permits.. &lt;em&gt;*time check: 11:40*&lt;/em&gt; AYOS!!! ang bait nung nagbabantay na prof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina naman nagtest kami sa English.. goodluck. feeling ko ang bobobobo ko kase ang hirap sobra ng exam wala akong masagutang matino!!!! Number 1 pa nga lang nangunguluntoy na utak ko kakaintindi ng tanong.. EWAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Spanish.. ayos lang.. hehe. &lt;em&gt;Yo estoy enamorada lengua de gato y leche en la hijo de puta--&lt;/em&gt; wtf. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Theo.. hahha last minute review ginawa ko sa pagmemorize ng ust hymn. Ayos na-memorize ko sya kaso nung nagttest na, nakalimutan ko din. (yung 2 lines sa last stanza aRGH! sayang..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina andito si Alex at saka si Yna sa bahay.. goodluck saken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sabog (maliit na sabog: YNA) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SABOG (malaking sabog: ALEX) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KABLAM.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala.. hindi ako makapagreview sa kanila.. masyadong matindi ang naganap na explosions.. pero buti nalang natapos ko ding i-review yung dalawang itetest ko bukas nung umuwi na sila *yay* hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328214-109154694011417381?l=eatcrayons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/feeds/109154694011417381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328214&amp;postID=109154694011417381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109154694011417381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328214/posts/default/109154694011417381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatcrayons.blogspot.com/2004/08/makabagbag-damdaming-prelims-ewan-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>Indie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDp8lTmInNk/TcjKQ4l5r2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VRfp8uA4bgI/s220/wallpaper-771094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
