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<title>The-West.Net</title>
<description>Currently hooked with tis game. :D I am playing for World Two. ^_^
Please let me know if yer playing this RPG too.</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 23:58:10 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Journey To Privacy</title>
<description>It wasn&#x27;t so long ago that I decided to stop unconsciously &#x22;whoring&#x22; myself over the internet. I am using the word &#x22;whoring&#x22; since it became apparent to me that I have been making my photos and &#x22;private&#x22; information available on world wide web&#x27;s inter-galactic force of social networking. But before all you &#x22;internet critics&#x22; and &#x22;anti-whoring&#x22; animals judge me, allow me to defend myself by saying that it was all &#x22;unconsciously&#x22; made--it was an act I was not aware of until some foolish stalker on the net used my name and my information to indulge his passion for ignorance (and revenge maybe) over me. Enemies. Where could they be? They are there, sitting on a not-so-comfortable chair in their living room or empty bedroom--seemingly drooling over my &#x27;websites&#x27; in the hopes of crushing my not-so-happy life apart. Well, who&#x27;s laughing now?&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;(Breathe sheena, breathe) Okay, so as I have mentioned earlier and as obvious with the title, I have started my journey to privacy just weeks ago. I have ...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 6 Oct 2008 20:02:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Fiction Rebel</title>
<description>Happy Birthday Mahal Ko. =D
I&#x27;m just so proud to have you..</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 1 Oct 2008 17:03:13 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Re: He Sat There</title>
<description>  My reply on his &#x3C;a href=&#x22;http://cstpimentel.multiply.com/reviews/item/10&#x22;&#x3E;HE SAT THERE&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;You sat there, thinking about her when all the while I was thinking about you. You sat there, with gaze sifted through the thick fog suspended right before your eyes, when all the while I was wishing for that fog to thin and finally get to be with you. You sat there, in that empty green room, hoping that she was thinking of you, when in those times, it was me daydreaming on how it would be for us to be in that same room and keep memories that will last for eternity.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Perhaps I hold no right to speculate what you&#x27;ve been thinking as you sat there, amidst the hurl of wondering.&#x26;nbsp; Your thrilling experience that secluded your brilliant brain but incomplete heart, thinking about many things, even those which did not matter to you or to anybody at all--but I tell you, what you&#x27;ve written for her mattered most to me.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;As you scoured the reaches of the sky in that wide blue blanket littered with clouds beaming with beauty in their deformity, I was eagerly hoping t...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 29 Sep 2008 10:39:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Corny Kind of Piece</title>
<description>    I seek for love in the most unexpected places&#x3C;br&#x3E;I try to love even though I know this love&#x27;s forsaken.&#x3C;br&#x3E;I dream of love like it has not crushed my world apart,&#x3C;br&#x3E;I intend to love even if this the last that I will take part.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;I crave for a love so warm and sweet,&#x3C;br&#x3E;Beyond life and death you will have my soul to keep.&#x3C;br&#x3E;I seek for your embrace even if you have resented me,&#x3C;br&#x3E;I adore your insensitivity although it relentlessly scares me.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;I dream of you assuming I am in your dreams too.&#x3C;br&#x3E;I pretend to hate you just so you wouldn&#x27;t think I am head-over-heels in-love with you.&#x3C;br&#x3E;I am writing a piece so corny, yet so passionate and true.&#x3C;br&#x3E;I am writing this piece with a wish that someday, you will be seeking my love too.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;P.S. Okay, I now officially belong to the corny kind of people. Waah! This is Bro Choy&#x27;s fault for guiding me how to &#x22;login&#x22; with mIRC again. Haha. Corny and so high school. &#x3C;img src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 13:55:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Beta Sigma Gig</title>
<description>@ Java Avenue with INDIO Group of Indie Bands

P.S. Ihahabol ko lang yung ibang clips for this event ah? Mejo marami</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 13:06:36 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Broken Vow</title>
<description>Just kidding, was playing Toni Braxton&#x27;s How Could An Angel Break My Heart. What can I say, I was depressed.. emotionally battered, wrestled, oppressed, persecuted, crushed, downtrodden.. in short, I was hurting--that time so I chose a song that fits my mood.  One more heartache and m marrying Adam Sandler.. Hihihi. The violin helped me sort things out. Well, kinda. Duh,</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 01:54:58 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>BSC-SSL 2003</title>
<description>BSC-SSL 2003 Graduates. Please send me yer email add OR email bsc-ssl_2003-subscribe@yahoogroups.com OR visit bscssl2003.multiply.com. Kamo na bahala asa mo gusto ma contact. REUNION daw ta this december 27, 28 or 29. Please lang. Para daghan mag-donate or mag-attend or unsa pa inyo trip. Or kung unsa man</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 03:53:34 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>And So He Wrote About Women</title>
<description>      Just one of his posts that annoyed me. Especially because it tackled on the complexity of &#x22;women&#x22; -- yep, about us. All the endless &#x27;girl talks&#x27; and our craving on the fountain of eternal youth. &#x3C;img src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png&#x22;&#x3E; And so women shall speak. &#x3C;img src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cocktail.png&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;A repost from &#x3C;a href=&#x22;http://pinoystarbuzz.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-much-girl-talk.html&#x22;&#x3E;his blog&#x3C;/a&#x3E;.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;Too Much Girl Talk?&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;2&#x22;&#x3E;By Heherson Juego&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x22;Female friendship, in all its lovely layers and potentially dark complexities, is inexhaustible grist for film, television and literature &#x2014; from Heathers and Mean Girls to Thelma and Louise, Sex and the City, Gossip Girl and Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants,&#x22; writes &#x3C;a linkindex=&#x22;13&#x22; href=&#x22;http://www.iht.com/articles/2008/09/11/healthscience/11talk.php?page=1&#x22; target=&#x22;_blank&#x22;&#x3E;Sarah Kershaw&#x3C;/a&#x3E; who asks the question &#x22;how much girl talk is too much?&#x22; &#x22;Some studies have found that excessive talking about problems can contribute to emotional difficulties, including anxiety and depression,&#x22; the article adds. Co-rumination is what they call the behavior of discussing the same problem over and over, especially among groups of young girls.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;So, how much girl talk is too much? I don&#x27;t know for certain, but I&#x27;m fairly reminded ...</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 16:10:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Should I Buy A Dog?</title>
<description>It has been months now that I have surfed the web looking for tips on first time dog buyers. I also googled on the kind of dog that best fits my lifestyle. I never had a dog before, although I always wanted one. Well, my mom rejected the idea of having one since she was afraid that my brothers and sisters (who were very young way back then) would sleep on the dog house. LOL&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Nah, kidding aside. At this very moment, I finally decided that I wanted to own a dog. A small puppy that will help me in coping up with my misery. Homesick issues. Being away from my family. Hu. Hu. Hu. But I have questions. Lots of it. And I am hoping to find the light the soonest time possible. Or I&#x27;ll just buy a goldfish. Or a rabbit. Or a turtle. But it would be great if I&#x27;ll get a dog. Too bad, no one is willing to let me borrow one from them or make me the guardian of their bitches&#x27; offspring for FREE. LMAO&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;ol&#x3E;&#x3C;li&#x3E;Male or Female?&#x3C;/li&#x3E;&#x3C;li&#x3E;Chihuahua or Yorkshire?&#x3C;/li&#x3E;&#x3C;li&#x3E;In a pet shop or from a friend?&#x3C;/li&#x3E;&#x3C;li&#x3E;Definitely not one which is VERY exp...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 5 Aug 2008 13:36:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>For the Best Tito I Know</title>
<description>Photos from Mama Mayco and Tito Bob&#x27;s bday (yes, dungan sila)..nga murog bday na hinuon ni Umi. Hehe. =) They celebrated their day at my Lolo&#x27;s house wit my aunts and cousins. First time, wala kos bday ni mama. *sigh* apil pud kang Tito Bob, the best nga tito.. promise.. 

He was the one who raised me when I was young..as in super young! :) As a matter of fact, it&#x27;s not only me whom he pampered like his own child, my other cousins apil pud. He saved my mom and my dad and my titos and titas from being absent on their work. Hehe. We Love You Tito Bob!

He&#x27;s second to the oldest of the PIMENTEL family (my papa&#x27;s side). After Tito Pericles (the eldest) passed away, he took care of my lolo and my lola. He became the head of the troop. When all my uncles and aunties went off to be independent, get a job be professionals and get married, he stayed home and instead took care of his loving chickens and my grandparents, of course. 

And.. Yes, chickens. Hehe. He loved chickens. Those were ...</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 10:36:45 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Fruit of Mom&#x27;s Labor =)</title>
<description>P.S. Photos of my baby sister. Papa sent these to me just last night. : ) Our family is super blessed. Hehe. Can&#x27;t wait to play with her and teach her how to apply lipstick and how to walk with 5-inch heeled shoes. She will be the next Miss Bukidnon! Yes. She will have the love of her 2 older brothers and 3 older sisters. She will be pampered by my mom and honed by my dad in playing the piano. Yes.. She will make us happy for the rest of our lives.

&#x3C;b&#x3E;&#x3C;font face=&#x22;courier new&#x22; size=&#x22;4&#x22;&#x3E;A Wee Bit of Heaven&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/b&#x3E;

Drifted down from above

A handful of happiness

A heartful of love

A mystery of life

So sacred and so sweet

The giver of joy

So deep and complete.

Precious and priceless

So lovable too

The worls&#x27;d sweetest miracle

Baby, it&#x27;s you.

- By Helen Steiner Rice </description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 04:47:59 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>&#x22;Nanganak na si Mama!&#x22; =)</title>
<description>  My dad emailed me last night at exactly 9:45 PM updating me on my mom&#x27;s pregnancy. Woot woot, hehe.. Another girl in the family. =) Then I called and suggested that the name of the baby would be: Krishinetyl Wyomer; but they rejected my brilliant idea (lol) and told me that they would name her Kristalmeyr Athynna instead. Okay, alright. The power&#x27;s not on me. Hehe.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;The PIMENTEL FAMILY &#x3C;img src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Crisostomo Loves Mercury (haha, cheezy)&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;ul&#x3E;&#x3C;li&#x3E;Cristymer Sheena&#x3C;/li&#x3E;&#x3C;li&#x3E;Mayer Kristylle&#x3C;/li&#x3E;&#x3C;li&#x3E;Kristoffer Lanmerck&#x3C;/li&#x3E;&#x3C;li&#x3E;Merkko Christler&#x3C;/li&#x3E;&#x3C;li&#x3E;Crispsalmmer Fayth&#x3C;/li&#x3E;&#x3C;li&#x3E;Kristalmeyr Athynna&#x3C;/li&#x3E;&#x3C;/ul&#x3E;As explicit as it may seem, we all have &#x22;CRIS&#x22; and &#x22;MER&#x22; in our names and the girls have &#x22;TY&#x22; while the boys have an &#x22;L&#x22;.&#x26;nbsp; Moreover, my dad organized the pairings of our names too. 2 C&#x27;s , 2 M&#x27;s, 2 K&#x27;s. Boinks.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;P.S. As promised, I will post pictures of my baby sister. I will, I will--once my dad has sent me the photos na. &#x3C;img src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 00:30:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>I&#x27;m Living DeMolay</title>
<description>Loved the video most especially the song. :) Check it out bros! 
And oh, credits to Bro DenJason for the link.



Then I followed the links and bumped on this inspiring DeMolay PR Video:

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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 04:46:09 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Reflection on Father&#x27;s Day</title>
<description>   &#x3C;font size=&#x22;2&#x22;&#x3E;They can move their homes and families out of the pit or straight into it. They can move this nation to heaven or to hell, with madness or with brightness, with mad brightness or with bright madness. They move their life and limbs in unison with the sway of the cruel and crude currents of time or swim against them. They do so, or not entirely so, oftentimes when thrown in the wretchedness of survival and in the plight of the instinct for life while hounded by the prospect of tribulations. Some simply fade into oblivion; some are swallowed by the chasms of the earth, or are shoved into it by the tired hands of their sons holding the shovel.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;And they came to be known as fathers.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;2&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;a style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22; href=&#x22;http://pinoystarbuzz.blogspot.com/2008/06/sons-and-fathers.html&#x22;&#x3E;[Click here to read full post]&#x3C;/a&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;2&#x22;&#x3E;Note: I&#x27;m sorry, I got attached on this post when I read it &#x3C;br&#x3E;and so I wanna share this to others.  &#x3C;/font&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 19:43:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>My Boyfriend&#x27;s Blog, Baby! =p</title>
<description>SPLICE AND DICE, Philippine Politics, News and Current Events.
Blog Author: Heherson M. Juego

**I think am his most loyal fan--next to those who constantly get &#x27;nose-bleeds&#x27;. =p Hehe. Dami fans</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 6 Jun 2008 18:34:08 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Moi Guitar God Fantasy</title>
<description>Just play this tape, all my fave guitar legends are presented. =D

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<pubDate>Thu, 5 Jun 2008 18:14:12 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>28T Obligation. Craaazzzy!</title>
<description>   Finally, I get to sit for a nice surf in my computer after a 3day-gallavant-at-the-mall and scouting on other shops.&#x26;nbsp; Darn it, 16T was for furniture plus all the other stuff needed to furnish my space and the rest went to the &#x22;parent pocket/offspring obligation.&#x22; After having checked the ATM just a few minutes ago, I can now humbly say that I am a good daughter to my parents, a responsible citizen of this country and a trendsetter in designing a room. Hooooyeah! \m/ Proud&#x26;nbsp; ^_^</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 5 Jun 2008 16:36:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>He Sat There</title>
<description>He sat there, just like the usual days and nights. He sat there with a blank stare that shoot up through the rolling clouds and into the stretch of the infinity above his head. He sat there with his mind hooked into a range of thoughts, most of them leading into a basin of emptiness. It was a thrilling experience for him, thinking about many things, even those which did not matter to him or to anybody at all. He sat there with his consciousness leaking from both sides spurting whatever it can until nothing is left and dry and everything else seemed to be fine.

He sat there, scouring the reaches of the sky, his eyes lost somewhere in that wide blue blanket littered with clouds beaming with beauty in their deformity.

He sat there, door open leaning against the green wall of that small room. It was not the most comfortable spot from which to scan the rest of the world as rugged engines from busy vehicles cough their way through that narrow road just in front of the door. But he sat ...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 5 Jun 2008 06:08:16 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Umi 2 years Ago</title>
<description>This video was taken two years ago from bro (toooot)&#x27;s camera. :D Memories..... Memories...
Yeah, my lil sister sooooo noisy while we were all watching her move around the room and my brother/s were playing chess that time.</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2008 13:43:58 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Hail &#x27;Ka Bel&#x27;</title>
<description>  Okay, I am a very emotional and sensitive person. I easily cry (well, lately..it started during my sophomore year in college) and I am always moved by inspiring stories and documentaries and other sorts of the like. I tell you, movies always make me cry. That&#x27;s why my date always has the advantage inside the movie house because I would definitely need a shoulder to lean on and a hanky to borrow for I hate bringing bags or pouches (but please, don&#x27;t date me &#x27;coz am not a fan of such). Alright, then yesterday morning my housemate bought a newspaper. He always grabs one each morning for him to keep on track of current events, for his blog&#x27;s sake.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;To my surprise, the frontpage made me burst into tears. The news about Ka Bel, the congressman representing ANAKPAWIS, who died falling from his bungalow&#x27;s rooftop crushed my world apart. Realizing the fact that he lived in a low class house even when I know for a fact that he could afford buying a condo unit in the metropolis was very painful. ...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 23:44:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>SIN</title>
<description>I bought this book in Batangas along with Conrado De Quiros&#x27; Tongues on Fire since Herson, my boyfriend is a big fan of his works. I would say, the book was fine, it was worth the price. Although it failed to thrill me inasmuch as I loved Sionil&#x27;s other novel, Three Filipino Women. Biases aside, the story--which mainly revolves around all kinds of SIN in several fields (e.g. family, love, friends, politics, religion, lust, money, etc.)--gradually heated up my sanity. Especially that of the SIN committed by Carling and his sister (yes, incest). Sionil portrayed every detail with style, creativity and passion that it would boldly take the reader to a dimension anchored with fantasy and realism.

P.S. Please disregard the star in this post. I am rating this book with 5 STARS. I only placed one for the layout&#x27;s sake.</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 23:06:53 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Wit My Cester</title>
<description>THE EVOLUTION OF SISTERS :p hahaha.. Mayer and I.. Sisters in Crime since birth. Missssyooouu sis. Please, diri nalang ka school bah para naa koy kauban. :D Cge na.. I&#x27;ll buy you a pair of jeans and shoes if you may. Hehe, blackmail blackmail! Regards ko kay mama and papa :)

Hehe, haaayz.. Missing the good ol&#x27; days</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 22:26:31 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Yey, Ive Got Talent</title>
<description>Well, uhm.. According to tis event (haha)</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 21:38:25 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Why I Hate Late</title>
<description>  A RE-POST FROM MY BLOGSPOT:&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;A few minutes ago, I found out that I have been a dumb loser again. Failing to meet a certain deadline of a prestigious institution and now, I think I&#x27;m doomed. I hate late. I hate being late. It ruins everything, it shatters my world apart. It is the culprit of my dreams. Regrets eat me like spam inasmuch as I feel drunk for realizing that I have given all the freedom to this intangible culprit to ruin everything I have been planning for months. It sucks and it sucks. That&#x27;s all.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Oh yes, being late isn&#x27;t new to me. I have garnered several awards way back in high school, elementary and even when I was in nursery (yeah, I found notes from my nursery teachers on my mom&#x27;s file box). But things are different now, you can&#x27;t just let a big fish slip away from your grip. As they say, &#x22;strike while the iron is hot.&#x22; And I am very well oriented with that. However, the problem with me is, I don&#x27;t feel the hotness of the iron until I realize that something is already b...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 7 May 2008 23:13:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Umi @ Kaamulan 08</title>
<description>My lil sister in her Kaamulan attire. Cutie cutie. And my frieind Krizza with her officemates at the Prov&#x27;l Capitol</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 7 Apr 2008 03:49:43 -0000</pubDate>
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