<?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-7732298</id><updated>2011-06-06T09:51:29.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stef's Struggling Life</title><subtitle type='html'>..can't hardly wait..
..effect of boredom..

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I actually thought that he will give me a K700i because Smart will give him a free one. Too bad, he didn't. I was disappointed because I expected that he will give me that fone. By the way, that fone was one of the fones which I really liked because of its capacity to take great pictures and videos without worrying if the memory of the fone is empty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of fones were released this year. One of which is 7610, 6630 and 6670. I didn't say that I want to buy the high-end fones which were released this year. I just want to change my current fone because I think it is so 2003. Do you get me? 6610i is just the same as 6610 but the difference is, it has a built-in camera. I don't want just a camera fone, dude! I want a fone wherein I can take pictures, videos and can store lots of mp3s. Err. I really hate my fone. Not actually. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad will surely get mad at me if I tell him that I want to change my fone again. He'll tell me why do I never get tired of changing fones every 5-8 months. "Oo nga?! Bakit nga ba?!" I think I will never be contented with fones. (I'm not a spoiled-brat ah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's my plan? Since I'm going to have a summer job, I'll try to save what I earn from my job and I will buy lots of stuffs which will really make me feel contented. Hehe. Here are some:&lt;br /&gt;* jeans&lt;br /&gt;* vintage shirts&lt;br /&gt;* Chuck Taylor's&lt;br /&gt;* a pink Jansport backpack&lt;br /&gt;* NOKIA 7600&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Incase you haven't seen a Nokia 7600, it is actually weird and extraordinary. I guess not everyone will love it because of how the keypads were positioned. I think it is really made for me because it has everything I wanted in a fone. It is unique, it can take pictures and videos, it has bluetooth, can store mp3s, and it has a memory card. Err. But there's a problem, I don't know if my dad will allow me to buy a fone like that. I'll post the pic later nalang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Edited**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the picture of the phone that I'm going to buy if ever my dad will allow me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/001.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. I'm going to take a warm bath na. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-111173369676964278?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/111173369676964278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=111173369676964278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111173369676964278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111173369676964278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/wanted-new-phone.html' title='Wanted: A New Phone'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-111163592871128047</id><published>2005-03-24T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T11:45:28.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Doods!</title><content type='html'>Today is Doods' birthday. I usually call my daddy as "DOODS." Llng. Pra it will look more appealing db? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD! I LOVE YOU! &lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at aroud 8.30 in the morning. Turned on the tv and watched a MTV then wathced "A Walk to Remember" again. Never pa talaga ako nagsawa doon. And right now, I'm listening to Switchfoot's songs. Err. I addicted nanaman to their songs, especially "You." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night nga pla, I made Tiggs' layout for her blog. &lt;a href="http://www.tiggery16.blogspot.com"&gt;click click click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-111163592871128047?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/111163592871128047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=111163592871128047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111163592871128047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111163592871128047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-birthday-doods.html' title='Happy Birthday Doods!'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-111157957875238338</id><published>2005-03-23T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T20:06:18.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Clang!</title><content type='html'>Worst thing that happened to me this day? It is to text and befriend Clang, my ex's love of his life. I don't know if I'm being plastic, but I can't help it. So kanina, we end up texting each other and she is even texting me corny jokes which doesn't made me laugh. Haha. 'Ang mean ko talaga.' Pero, I'm starting to like her na, though it hurts me. *nyak!* She even asked me if I could find her a buyer of her books and here I am, oo naman ako. I was trying to be nice na nga to her e. Here's our conversation kanina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLANG: hu u?&lt;br /&gt;ME: stef hir. Ü &lt;&lt; ...Still trying to smile.&lt;br /&gt;CLANG: clang hir. &lt;&lt; Are you kidding me? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;ME: hehe. ankulet. msta? &lt;br /&gt;CLANG: ok lng. sup? Ü&lt;br /&gt;ME: ok lng dn nmn. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;CLANG: pancn q ng e. aheks. db bi2li u ng buks kei a*HEM? mei kla2 p b u na pdeng ibenta ung buks? (",)&lt;br /&gt;ME: uh. yep. cge, i'll try. bka rin xe bbli ung mga friends ko ng books e. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;a*HEM: ui istep, gnpan mo dw c clang ng buyer ng book nia.. (See? It hurts me even more. Sana nde nlng xa sumingit.)&lt;br /&gt;ME: oo na. hhnapan na poh. (Sarcastic b?)&lt;br /&gt;ME &gt;&gt; CLANG: sure.. Ü ingatan mo c a*HEM ah.ÜÜÜ (err. What the?!)&lt;br /&gt;CLANG: Sus. Oo nmn. u dn, yngat. Ü (Errr... Arrgghh!!! #@!^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, my dad bought me a new pair of Chuck Taylors. I'm so happy talaga kanina. I got 3 pairs of Chuck Taylors na. One black low-cut, one navy blue high cut and now, one pink high cut Chucks.. ...and still counting. I even asked Jolo to buy me one when he goes to US this May. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/chucks4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lovin' this Chucks. And from now on, I will call this "Buddy." Wanna know why? Because I think, I will be wearing this everyday. Haha. Kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-111157957875238338?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/111157957875238338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=111157957875238338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111157957875238338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111157957875238338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/hi-clang.html' title='Hi Clang!'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-111148939427249328</id><published>2005-03-22T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T19:03:14.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribong-tribo</title><content type='html'>Another tiring day for me AGAIN. Though it was tiring, it was fun naman. Me and the tribe went out again. Just like we did yesterday, tuamabay kami sa Food Express at Gateway. Hehe. I was with Mimo, Ahj, Ten, Dette, Leslie, Grace, Hazel, Wanda, Hanalie, Celine and Kenneth. Grabeh, I miss my other barkada. Vicky must be having fun in Oman and others too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the picture of the "tribe" pla. I got this picture from Yeye's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/tribe.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken, Dette, ME, Ahj, Yeye, Jolo, Hazel, Lex, Andree, Les, Mimo, Gracie, Hnlie, Wanda, Abi, Ten, Karen, Jho, Gheboi, Cel, Rizza, Roni and Vicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm texting a*HEM. Hehe. kileg?! Do you know how much it hurts me whenever I see him with Clang? I don't want to pretend that I'm not hurt but if I show it, I will look stupid because of I'm still loving the person who hurts me more and more. Do you get me? Anyway, I saw him again kanina... with Clang, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Err. I'm really craving for Belgian waffles. Oops. By the way, my dad is going to buy me a new pair of Chuck Taylors. Pero I don't know when, but he said that by this week or next week. Yipee! Then on my birthday, I'll ask my dad to give me nalang his fone tapos he will buy nalang his dream fone. Though I think it's impossible, I'm still hoping to change my fone this summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;My summer job will start on April 1. Hehe. Feeling ko nga tntmad ako e. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-111148939427249328?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/111148939427249328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=111148939427249328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111148939427249328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111148939427249328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/tribong-tribo.html' title='Tribong-tribo'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-111141096839674006</id><published>2005-03-21T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T21:16:08.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobela ko ng Isang Araw</title><content type='html'>Hay. Nandito nanaman ako para sa aking mga walang kabuluhang kwento. Tadah! Nagising ako kanina ng mga alas nuebe y medya ng umaga at agad akong bumaba upang makipaglaro sa aking mabahong aso na si Ginger. Loko lang. ^_^V Kumain ako ng Sansrival na binili ng aking nanay kahapon na kanina ay tira-tira na lamang. Masasabi kong hindi ko ito nagustuhan dahil masyado itong matamis, pero dahil sa gutom ako, inubos ko na lamang ito. Mga alas diyes y medya ng tinawagan ko ang aking kabitbahay na si KG upang ipaalala sa kanya ang aking libro sa PEHM na hiniram niya para sa aming mahabang pagsusulit. Buti na lamang ay mayroon din librong ganoon ang aking kapatid kaya pinahiram ko na lamang ito sa kanya. Pagkatapos noon ay sinubukan kong mag-internet ngunit sa kasamaang palad ay ginagamit ito ng kliyente ng aking papa. Sinubukan ko muli ito pagkaraan ng mga ilang minuto. Ngunit ako ay nabagot kaya sinara ko na lamang ang aking kompyuter at pumunta na lamang sa sala, manood ng telebisyon at i-text ang aking mga ka-tropa. magka-text kami ni Roni kanina at niyaya niya akong sumama sa kanila sa Gateway para mag-aliw-aliw. Sa wakas! Makakaalis na muli ako! Mawawala na ang aking pagkabagot! Tuwang tuwa ako at nagmamadali akong umakyat para maligo para pumunta sa Gateway. Nagmamadali akong umalis ng aming tahanan ng hindi man lang kumakain ng aking tanghalian dahil ako nga ay nagmamadali. Hindi man lang ako nakahingi ng pera sa aking papa dahil maaga siya umalis kaya umalis ako ng ang aking dalang pera ay 85 lamang. Kawawa naman ako noh? Sumakay na ako ng tricycle papuntang Coronet at nagmadaling tumawid papuntang Gateway. Sa aking paglalakad ay nakita ko sina Ida at Vesta. Kinawayan ko sila at tuloy-tuloy na akong pumunta sa Gateway. Nang ako ay nasa ikalawang palapag na ng Gateway ay nakita ko si Gianna at ang kaibigan niyang hindi ko kilala at kinawayan ko din sila. At sa wakas! Natagpuan ko na din ang aking mga kaibigan sa Food Express! Sila ay bumili na ng kanilang pagkain ngunit ako ay hindi na lang dahil ako nga ay nag-didyeta. Bumili na lamang ako ng iced tea sa halagang beynte. Nagkwentuhan kami at nag-chikahan doon ng mga ilang oras. Grabe, hindi ko inaakalang makikita ko doon ang aking pinakamamahal na ex at ang kanyang mader. Ako ay biglang kinabahan. Peste nga namang buhay to oh! Kung kailan pinangako ko sa sarili ko na hindi ko na siya iisipin pang muli, andiyan nanaman siya. Err. Sinamahan ko si Ten sa Nescafe dahil sabi niya ay bibili siya ngunit hindi naman. Umalis na kami at naglibot ng mga ilang minuto at bumalik muli kami ni Yeye sa Nescafe dahil bibili daw siya ng makakain dahil siya ay gutom na gutom na. At ito na, tinawag ako ng aking pinakamamahal na ex. Hala! Tumudugdog na ang aking puso. Hala! Patay! Naandoon si mader! Ako ay lumapit ng nag-aalangan at bigla ako nagsalita ng:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: Bakit po?&lt;br /&gt;Mader: Saan kayo nanggaling?&lt;br /&gt;AKO: Huh? Ehh. Ano po. Diyan lang po. Naglilibot-libot lang po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayy patay! Nakilala pa rin ako ni Mader! Kakaiba ang aking naramdaman pagkatapos non. Hinintay namin si Yeye para matapos siya sa kanyang pagkain. Siguro ay inabot kami ng isang oras kakahintay pero okey lang naman. Nang pag-alis namin, nakita ko ang isang lalaking papababa sa escalator mula sa cinema ng Gateway. Namukaan ko siya. Aba! Siya ang lalaking nakikita ko sa aming simbahan. Err. Ang liit nga naman talaga ng mundo. Sinamahan namin si Yeye sa Rustan's para maghanap ng regalo para sa kanyang ispesyal na kaibigan ngunit wala itong nabili roon kaya sa iba nalang kami pumunta. Sa wakas ay nakabili na rin siya kaya umuwi na rin siya dahil magagalit daw ang kanyang ispesyal na kaibigan. Pumunta kami ni Grace, Mimo, Vicky, Roni at Leslie sa bahay ng aming kaibigan na si Celine sa P4. Masaya kaming pumunta doon ngunit init na init kaming pumunta doon. Kawawa talaga kami no? Pagkatapos noon ay nanood kami ng isang kadiring palabas na hindi ko maintindihan dahil talagang nandidiri ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tungkol ito sa mga taong pumapatay at kumakain ng kapwa tao. Kadiri di ba? Dumating nna rin sina Kenneth, Ten, Hazel at Ahj. Sumunod na rin c Enay. Hala! Ay... Hindi ko na lamang isasali yung nangyari kina Leslie at Enay dahil iyon ay conpidensyal. Tapos iyon, umuwi kami ni Roni ng mga alas kwatro. Pagkadating ko sa bahay ay umakyat ako at nagbihis. Ay! Bago ko makalimutan, tinext pala ako ng aking pinakamamahal na ex. Heto o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EX: Ang gulo ng mundo noh? Pakiayos mo nga... Thanks! :p&lt;br /&gt;AKO: Sure! Halika, ayusin ko na.. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;EX: Mnsan s dmi ng mga bgay2 sa pligin, d mo n alm kung nong tma at mli. Pro wg k pda2la s mga ito. Bsta tma, icheck mo.. Pg mali, e di i-x mo. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;AKO: E pno kng ayaw ktang i-x? Hehe. lol. ^_^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At iyan. Hindi na siya muling nagreply. Bumaba ako ng hagdanan at kinausap ang aking papa upang yayain siyang kumain sa labas at mabuti naman ay pumayag siya kaya pinagbihis niya muli ako. Ang kulit no? Sinundo muna namin ang aking mama sa kanyang opisina at tuloy-tuloy na kaming pumunta sa Araneta Center upang kumain. Bago ko pala makalimutan ay magka-text kami ni Roni noon at iniinggit ko siya na kakain kami sa labas. Hehe. Tapos pinapasahan pa niya ako ng mga nakakatamang kowts. Hehe. Kumain kami sa "Pansit ng mga taga-Malabon" at sobrang nabusog ako. Ang sarap grabe. Ang sarap ulit-ulitin! Tinext ko c a*HEM para itanong yung about sa mga libro at magka-text na muli kami. Nung kami ay nasa Shopwise ay tinext niya ako na tumawag daw ako sa telepono niya. Buti na lang pareho kaming naka-Sun. At iyon na nga, tinawagan ko siya. Peste talagang buhay to oh! Muling ibalik... Hehe. Nag-usap kami ng mga tatlumpung minuto sa telepono at kung anu-ano ang aming mga pinag-usapan. Ang saya talaga! Lalo tuloy akong nalumbay at naghanap ng kanyang pagmamahal. Sinabi niya sa akin na ngayong bakasyon daw ay pupunta na daw siya sa Canada at doon na daw sila titira ng kanilang pamilya. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang aking mararamdaman. Magiging masaya ba ako dahil hindi ko na siya makikita at tuluyan ko na siyang makakalimutan o malulungkot dahil aalis na siya at wala nang magpapaligaya sa akin kahit paminsan-minsan lamang. Natanong ko rin sa kanya kung papaano na si Clang. Sabi naman niya ay bahala na lamang daw ito sa buhay nito. haha! Ang saya! Sabi pa niya ay makakatagpo daw rin naman ito ng taong mas lubos na magmamahal dito. Sabay sabi ko naman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: E di ako nalang. Kahit na girl kami. Ok lng sakin.&lt;br /&gt;EX: E gusto ka b niya? Hindi naman e.&lt;br /&gt;AKO: Kng ako nde niya gs2, mas lalo na ako noh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sama ko talaga! Hehe. Ok lang noh! E kasi naman e. Dapat sa akin siya. Joke! Hay nako, ayoko na ngang mangarap. Pagkatapos namin mag-usap ay tinawagan ko si Ahj at sabi niya na nasa bahay parin sila ni Celine. Ulul ba siya! Umiinom daw kasi sila ng strong ice. Hay nakoh. Kasama kaya nila si Ten. Gusto ba nilang malasing nanaman iyon? Hay, bahala sila diyan pag si Ten nalasing ah. At diyan na nagtatapos ang aking maiksing nobela. Sana ay magustuhan niyo. Hanggang sa muli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Mahal ko parin si Pacquio kahit matalo man siya. I'm proud of him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-111141096839674006?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/111141096839674006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=111141096839674006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111141096839674006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111141096839674006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/nobela-ko-ng-isang-araw.html' title='Nobela ko ng Isang Araw'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-111132405927773371</id><published>2005-03-20T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T21:07:39.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ERr</title><content type='html'>Anyone who has gone through the agony of losing someone he/she loves so much will still wish against all odds to have that love back again. But,sometimes a love lost is a love gone forever. No amount of hope can bring to life a relationship that just died a natural death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set yourself free. Let your heart spread its wings and fly. Remember,it may rain for 40 days and 40 nights,but still will not rain forever. One day the pouring will stop and there will be plenty of branches where you can find rest. One of these is where you will build your nest and start over again. It's never too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you may find love and lose it but "WHEN LOVE DIES, YOU NEVER HAVE TO DIE WITH IT".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember,we all fail and make wrong decisions but our blunders are meant not to bury us deep in misery but to teach us the valued lessons of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving is always a learning process. With love, we learn how to care and sacrifice. We learn to share and reach out. We learn to be unselfish and give more than we can. And when everything doesn't end well, we learn how it feels to fall, we strive to get back on our feet and move on. This is where we learn that "Life doesn't end where our heartaches begin". THERE IS NO FUTURE IN A RELATIONSHIP OF LIES AND SELFISHNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, there's life in love. But, there can still be life even after losing love if you leave the past behind and let your heart heal and give you the chance to find yourself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The success of a relationship lies not only in the beauty of its beginning but in its consistency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a choice not on impulse but a decision based on a healthy balance of mind and heart. Let us always remember that "HAPPINESS IS NOT A MATTER OF DESTINY BUT A MATTER OF CHOICE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....... screw destiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon someone so nice and beautiful and we just find ourselves getting so intensely attracted to that person. This feeling soon becomes part of our everyday lives and eventually consumes our thoughts and actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part of it is when we begin to realize that this person feels nothing more for us than friendship. We start our desperate attempt to get noticed and be closer but in the end our efforts are still unrewarded and we end up being sorry for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to forget someone you love. What you need to learn is how to accept the verdict of reality without being bitter or sorry for yourself. You would be better off giving that dedication and love to someone more deserving. Don't let your heart ruin your life, be sensible and let your mind speak for itself. Listen not only to&lt;br /&gt;your feelings but to reason as well. Always remember that if you lose someone today, it means that someone better is coming tomorrow... which is a very nice way of saying than someone dumped you for someone better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you lose love, that doesnt mean that you have failed in love. Cry if you have to, but make sure that the tears&lt;br /&gt;washes away the hurt and the bitterness that the past left you with. Let go of yesterday and love will find its way back to you. And when it does, pray that it may be the love that will stay and last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman/man on the rebound could easily fall for sweeping emotions and be made to falsely believe that he/she finally stumbled upon the right man/woman when what she just found is only someone to cover up for the love she/he lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman/man who makes promises with words and not with actions may never live up to fulfill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IT'S TRUE THAT LOVE CAN WAIT FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT IS CRAZY TO STUBBORNLY HOPE FOR&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T EVEN CARE OR&lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTAND HOW WE FEEL".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;I posted this for me, Ahj and Ten who just lost the person we love. We are still attached to our past and just can't help but miss the times when the one we love, loves us too. It's a shame for me if I say that I'm over my ex, which is not true. Err. Ten and Ahj, I hope this helped you a lot. I love you dude!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-111132405927773371?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/111132405927773371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=111132405927773371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111132405927773371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111132405927773371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/err.html' title='ERr'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-111123541695099375</id><published>2005-03-19T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T20:30:16.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You</title><content type='html'>"Miss You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long and I'm lost without u&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Said I been needin' you, wantin' you&lt;br /&gt;(Said I need you)&lt;br /&gt;Wonderin' if ur the same and who's been with you&lt;br /&gt;Is ur heart still mine&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cry sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Off to college&lt;br /&gt;Yes you went away&lt;br /&gt;Straight from high school&lt;br /&gt;You up and left me&lt;br /&gt;We were close friends&lt;br /&gt;Also lovers &lt;br /&gt;Did everything &lt;br /&gt;For one another&lt;br /&gt;Now ur gone and I'm lost without you here now&lt;br /&gt;But I know I gotta live and make it somehow&lt;br /&gt;Come back...to me&lt;br /&gt;Can you...feel me (Callin')&lt;br /&gt;Hear me...callin' (For you)&lt;br /&gt;For you...'Cuz it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long and I'm lost without you&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Said I been needin' you, wantin' you&lt;br /&gt;Wonderin' if ur the same and who's been with you&lt;br /&gt;Is ur heart still mine&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cry sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sittin' here&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' 'bout you&lt;br /&gt;And the days we used to share&lt;br /&gt;It's drivin' me crazy&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do &lt;br /&gt;I'm just wonderin' if you still care&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna let you know &lt;br /&gt;That it's killin' me&lt;br /&gt;I know you got another life you gotta concentrate baby&lt;br /&gt;Come back...to me&lt;br /&gt;Can you...feel me (Callin')&lt;br /&gt;Hear me...callin' (For you)&lt;br /&gt;For you...'Cuz it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long and I'm lost without you&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Said I been needin' you, wantin' you&lt;br /&gt;Wonderin' if ur the same and who's been with you&lt;br /&gt;Is ur heart still mine&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cry sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;I...can't...breathe...no...more&lt;br /&gt;Since you went away I&lt;br /&gt;Don't really feel like talkin'&lt;br /&gt;No one here to love me&lt;br /&gt;Baby do you understand me&lt;br /&gt;I can't do or be without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 3x]&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long and I'm lost without you&lt;br /&gt;(Tell me what I'm gonna do)&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Said I been needin' you, wantin' you&lt;br /&gt;Wonderin' if ur the same and who's been with you&lt;br /&gt;Is ur heart still mine&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cry sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err. Nkkasar. I Miss *** n tlga. ;c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-111123541695099375?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/111123541695099375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=111123541695099375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111123541695099375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111123541695099375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-miss-you.html' title='I Miss You'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-111123107380717096</id><published>2005-03-19T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T19:17:53.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Videoke Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/videokequeen.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;My recent pic. Videoke queen huh? Grbeh, I didn't expect that I will get a score of 100. I sang Parokya ni Edgar's "Halaga." Well... Rabago ako e. Hehe. Oh well. I have nothing to say for today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-111123107380717096?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/111123107380717096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=111123107380717096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111123107380717096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111123107380717096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/videoke-queen.html' title='Videoke Queen'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-111115030623150115</id><published>2005-03-18T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T20:51:46.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOcabulary words</title><content type='html'>Since I wast awarded as the "Dakilang Joke ng 2b," I want to share to you my ultimate research. It is the different and funny words used in schools. Grabeh, I searched this xe sa Teentalk. This is funny tlga pro atleast, you will learn new words from my blog right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;kiss my donkey&lt;/b&gt;- kiss my ass&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;chaboo&lt;/b&gt;- whatever&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;fruity&lt;/b&gt;- gay&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;she got asian with me&lt;/b&gt;- she was giving me dirty looks and ignoring me&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;nenok&lt;/b&gt;- nakaw&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;magpacanton&lt;/b&gt;- magpakain&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;burgis&lt;/b&gt;- social climbers&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;hell week&lt;/b&gt;- term used when quizzes are always given&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;schoolfid&lt;/b&gt;- stupid&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;sureball&lt;/b&gt;- bagsak ka pare ko!&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;b&gt;baktong&lt;/b&gt;- bakat ang ut*ng..&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;haggard&lt;/b&gt;-puyat&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;hungaroush&lt;/b&gt;- hungry&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;b&gt;windtalker&lt;/b&gt;- KSP&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;b&gt;halimonster&lt;/b&gt;- halimaw and monster na pinagsama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I just learned a new word from Rizza, my classwate, she taught me the word &lt;b&gt;jabar&lt;/b&gt; which means, nbbsa ang klikli. Hehe. COrny ko tlga. Heh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-111115030623150115?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/111115030623150115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=111115030623150115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111115030623150115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111115030623150115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/vocabulary-words.html' title='VOcabulary words'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-111114388929165407</id><published>2005-03-18T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T19:19:38.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of our classes</title><content type='html'>OMG! My day today was good and quite exciting. Today is our last day of our classes. It's really mixed emotions. I am happy but sad. Happy because I can do anything I want because we have no classes anymore and I don't have to review my lessons again. I'm also sad because I will surely miss my friends, classmates and the tribe. Oops, teachers din pla, especially Mrs. Justo and Mr. Mananes. Who hates them anyway? Soe knna, we had fun pro mjo boring nren, soe I took my classmates some pictures and videos. Then we had the awarding ceremony in the class. I am proud because they gave me two awards: "Dakilang Joke ng 2B" and "Laugh out Loud." I don't know why they chose me to be the loler of the class pro I know, it's really made for me. Haha! Ai, before that pla, we also wrote our classmates the positive and negative traits, ung prng psa-psahan so everyone can write on our paper. Do you get me? Here are some positive and negative qulaities they wrote in my paper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POSITIVE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mabait, true friend&lt;br /&gt;2. corny,, ha2.. k2lad q.. joke tym lge..&lt;br /&gt;3. kalog..!&lt;br /&gt;4. ang joke ng buhay ko.. hehe.. sya ksma.. (thanks gehboi!)&lt;br /&gt;5. bait, kalog, malibog&lt;br /&gt;6. makulit na seatmate! &gt;meen!&lt; bait naman.. (thanks mehn!)&lt;br /&gt;7. katuwang key Mrs. Gaco. (nde na nga mxdo ngyon e.)&lt;br /&gt;8. video gurl! ingats!&lt;br /&gt;9. msya xa! ms q n2! baet nmn c ishtef! (thanks abi!)&lt;br /&gt;10. gago yan! love yu stef! (love you too cel)&lt;br /&gt;11. bait, dte kme enemies dna ngyon.. (oo nga -to kenneth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEGATIVE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. masungit pg badtrip (oo nga..)&lt;br /&gt;2. laging nang-aasar (well..)&lt;br /&gt;3. snobby &lt;br /&gt;4. sungit mnsan. nia2way ako. taray mnsan e. (xmpre, labs kta gehboi e.)&lt;br /&gt;5. nakakatakot, mukhang suplada (bwahahaha.. mtkot ka dude.. Ü)&lt;br /&gt;6. sungit pg mei topak (oo nga)&lt;br /&gt;7. lakas tumawa (churi churi)&lt;br /&gt;8. alm mu na ion stef! mxoo! dude_abi *tnx sa lahat* (no prob, abi)&lt;br /&gt;9. alm nrn nia un! wabshoo.. Ü (thanks ten. wg k na sad ah.)&lt;br /&gt;10. moody, show off minsan (:c sad nko.. joke.. sori poh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, I will miss Joana Tulagan tlga. She will migrate to Australia this summer. Tpos c Vicky din, she will havve her summer sa Oman. Ulul! haha! Soe eon, after that awarding, we had a little party. Tpos we went to kapatiran to help Ten for her *u know na*.. Too bad, it didn't worked out.. Then after non, we went to Abi's house.. and eon.. we did our thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After non, we decided to go home na, pro xmpre, we will go to Ali Mall muna. Tapos sbe ko pa nga kei Gehboi, "How I wish na sna nde ko mkta c Zim. Nahi2ya ako. Seesh." OMG! Grbeh, nung asa Gateway kme ni Roni, bglang mei bumati skn, and shit, it was Zim. Grbeh. I blushed nga dw e. Err. Tapos I decided lng to go home xe prng super nahi2ya tlga ako. Grbeh, ang bilis ko ngang maglakad non e. Err. Is this infatuation again? Or what? Tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pic I made nga pla last week. Hope you like it. Doi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/friends_me.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soe here's the recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;March 17, 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun tlga. I didn't get a grade lower than 80. That's for all I know ha. Xe I only got the chance to see my 3 exam results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my grade:&lt;br /&gt;Biology- 82%&lt;br /&gt;Social- 82%&lt;br /&gt;Math- 86%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grbeh, I didn't expect tlga that I will get a grade higher than 85 in Math. Xe db? Prng nhirapan ako dun dte. Thanks tlga Gehboi. I made things possible tlga for me. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;March 16, 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the last day of our exams and I decided to go with my friends to Camp Aguinaldo. Eon, nag-swimming kme. Grbeh, super saya tlga. I was with, Vicky, Tiggs, Frennie, Menoi, Rochelle, Eder, Ada and Shiela. Tpos we went home ng mga quarter to six na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;March 15, 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our second day of exams. Math was okay nmn tpos sa Social, mjo mjo lng. Xe I forgot to study my lessons about the currecy and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;March 14, 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect that Biology wouldn't be that hard. Health was okay nmn. In CL, I forgot to study the topic about the apostles, so I ended up guessing nlng. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;March 13, 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cramming tlga ako non. Err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;March 12, 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not prepared for the exams. hmph,.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-111114388929165407?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/111114388929165407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=111114388929165407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111114388929165407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111114388929165407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-day-of-our-classes.html' title='Last day of our classes'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-111045431367929850</id><published>2005-03-10T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T19:31:53.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I can't promise that I can blog this week. I'm too busy. Exams are near! I gotta hurry!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-111045431367929850?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/111045431367929850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=111045431367929850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111045431367929850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/111045431367929850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-cant-promise-that-i-can-blog-this.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110993547537214118</id><published>2005-03-04T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T19:24:35.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not-so good</title><content type='html'>I've been a bit stressed lately. It's because of my "very" hactic schedule. I don't even know how start and how to maximize my time. And now, I'm also feeling lazy. So what happened this day was not so good and tiring. Gehboi and I had a little misunderstanding this morning, but after an hour, ok na kme. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabeh, 1 week nlng, exams na nmen tpos 2 weeks nlng, vacation na. Promise ko tlga, I'll make sure that I'll do my best and sacrifice for the betterment. Haha! Hai, wish ko lng tlga. Ughh. I still don't know the schedule for our exams but I surely know that we will take 9 exams. I expect that biology will be the hardest exams we will take. Next is mathematics, pero this afternoon, we took another long test in math and I'm sure that I passed that test. Haha! (Pero I didn't say na I didn't make any mistakes ah.) Tapos I don't know how our exam in social will be. Super iba xe whenever we take a quiz in social e. Tapos on monday, we are going to have a test in social about the education in Asia. I don't know if Mrs.Cabungcal will include the "Philosophy in Asia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plans for Summer.&lt;/b&gt; I really want to attend a workshop on summer. Could be dancing, photography or quitar lessons. But my friends will take dance workshop e, kea baka gnon nren ung akn. I also want to renovate me &amp; my sister's room, parang I want it to be more girly and I want it to have more space. Another one is to join YFC. I really want to be closer to God, know Him better and have greater faith in Him. And the last is to gain more and more friends. Don't want to be alone in this world noh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I say no to cramming.&lt;/b&gt; And that's why tomorrow, I'll start to make my reviewers. I'll be happy if I ended up having reviewers in all my subjects. By the way, we also have exams in PE and Music. In PE, me and Ana will do the tango and in music, we're going to have a hard practical test on next friday. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;New mini iPod.&lt;/b&gt; Hey, after the iPod shuffle, Apple produced the new mini iPod. It is similar with the 4GB mini iPod but with the new iPod, it has 6GB which can store up to 1500+, i think. Hmm.. When will my dad give me an iPod? I don't care whether it's an iPod shuffle or what, as long as it is made by Apple. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipod" target="_blank"&gt;Check out the iPod's site.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adios!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110993547537214118?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110993547537214118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110993547537214118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110993547537214118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110993547537214118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/not-so-good.html' title='Not-so good'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110976458653759273</id><published>2005-03-02T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T19:56:26.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coolness</title><content type='html'>Hey! Haha! It's been.. uhh.. long time since I've posted here?! Anyhoo, today was &lt;b&gt;fun.&lt;/b&gt; Totally FUN! But this morning, because we had a long test in Math, super sumaket ung ulo ko. Grbeh, prng I almost forgot the things I reviewed last night. Seesh. How I wish nde ako bumagsak. Then knna, I computed my grades in Biology, and I got higher than I expected. Mjo bumaba nga lng nung sa genetics. And now, our lesson is about the "DNA." Tpos nung social nmen, Mrs. Cabungcal scolded Cel and pissed off because of the my classmates who reported in the class. What's new? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ALSO HAPPENED TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;1&lt;/sub&gt; We had a class picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; Finished my summary in Filipino. Dude, that was tiring. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;3&lt;/sub&gt; Nagpa-pic sa Picture City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm not really on the mood to blog. Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110976458653759273?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110976458653759273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110976458653759273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110976458653759273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110976458653759273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/03/coolness.html' title='Coolness'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110958893069071097</id><published>2005-02-28T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T19:08:50.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grool</title><content type='html'>Dude, today was "grool." Today is Vicky's birthday. Ok lng khet no party atleast db? Pumasok xa. Haha. (Ughh, Vick, if you're reading this, &lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! LOVE YOU BESTY!&lt;/b&gt;) If ever you still don't know, Vicky is my best friend. Our friendship started when we were in the 6th grade and dude, she never let me down! I tell you, &lt;b&gt;she's an angel in disguise!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, by the way, I had a haircut AGAIN yesterday. It's like this kasi, on our confirmation, I saw Ate Aleah with her new bangs and I loved it so I asked my mom to go with her at the salon since she will also go there. Tapos eon, I said to the stylist that I want to have my hair done, I mean I want to have a bangs. So he cut my hair and it was great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Diba ang bangs ay nakamamatay? Kasi bang! bang! bang!" haha! lol!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey! 19 days nlng and vacation na! Yipee! Tapos 2 weeks nlng and exams na nmen. This time talaga, I'll do my best not to fail in any subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110958893069071097?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110958893069071097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110958893069071097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110958893069071097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110958893069071097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/grool.html' title='Grool'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110949303374093655</id><published>2005-02-27T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T16:30:33.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURVEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; Okey, I got this survey from Saab's blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Call me - STEF&lt;br /&gt;2. What color of pants are you wearing right now? - ORANGE AND GREEN BOXERS&lt;br /&gt;3. What Are You Listening To Right Now? - SESSION ROAD'S NEWE SONG&lt;br /&gt;4. What Was The Last Thing You Ate? - YAKISOBA&lt;br /&gt;5. Do You Believe In Karma? - UGH&lt;br /&gt;6. If You Were A Crayon, what color would you be?- PINK&lt;br /&gt;7. How Is The Weather Right Now?- SOOO HOT&lt;br /&gt;8. Last Person You Talked To On The Phone? - OOPS.. I TOTALLY FORGOT..&lt;br /&gt;9. Do You Like The Person Who Sent You This? - YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;10. How Are You Today? - TIRED&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite Drink? - ICED TEA&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite Alcoholic Drink? - UGH..&lt;br /&gt;13. Favorite Sports - BASKETBALL AND EATING!&lt;br /&gt;14. Hair Color? - BLACK&lt;br /&gt;15. Eye Color? - DARK DARK BROWN&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite Band? - PAROKYA NI EDGAR, INCUBUS AND BAMBOO&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite Actor &amp; Actress? - HUGH GRANT AND JENNIFER GARNER&lt;br /&gt;18. Favorite Months?- OCTOBER&lt;br /&gt;19. Favorite Food?- ALL KINDS&lt;br /&gt;20. Last Movie You Watched? - THE WEDDING SINGER ...I WATCHED IT LAST NIGHT ON STUDIO 23&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite Day of the Year? - UGH&lt;br /&gt;23. What Was Your Favorite Toy As A Child? - BARBIE DOLLS&lt;br /&gt;24. Summer or Winter?- SINCE I HAVEN'T EXPERIENCED WINTER, MAYBE SUMMER NLNG&lt;br /&gt;25. Hugs Or Kisses? - BOTH&lt;br /&gt;26. Chocolate Or Vanilla? - CHOCOLATE&lt;br /&gt;27. What Is Under Your Bed? - SHOES AND FLIP FLOPS&lt;br /&gt;28. Friend You Have Had The Longest? - MY DADDY. HE IS MY FRIEND UNTIL THE END. HOW SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;29. What Did You Do Yesterday? - WENT TO THE MALL.&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite Smells?- RALPH LAUREN AND GLOW&lt;br /&gt;31. Who Inspires You? - GOD, DAD AND FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;32. What Are You Afraid Of? - GHOSTS AND DEATH&lt;br /&gt;33. Plain, Buttered Or Salted Popcorn? - PLAIN&lt;br /&gt;34. favorite flower? - ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;35. Number Of Keys On Your Key Ring? - 5&lt;br /&gt;36. Favorite Days Of The Week? - FRIDAY AND TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 1st time you tried smoking:-- UGH&lt;br /&gt;2. 1st alcoholic drink you had:-- WINE. ARRGGHH. I HATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;3. 1st time you entered a bar:-- NONE. TOO YOUNG FOR THAT. HEHE&lt;br /&gt;4. 1st award you received:-- 2ND HONOR WHEN I WAS 4 YRS.OLD&lt;br /&gt;5. 1st hero:-- DADDY&lt;br /&gt;6. 1st time you were sent to the principal fordisciplinary actions:-- GR.3 JUST FOR A STUPID REASON&lt;br /&gt;7. 1st goal you accomplished:-- ?&lt;br /&gt;8. 1st crush?-- I TOTALLY FORGOT&lt;br /&gt;9. 1st person whom you gave flowers:-- A*HEM&lt;br /&gt;10.1st friend:-- CAN'T REMEMBER&lt;br /&gt;11.1st kiss:-- PARENTS&lt;br /&gt;12. 1st record you bought:-- SPICE GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;13. 1st song you sang infront of many people:-- GREATEST LOVE OF ALL&lt;br /&gt;14. first musical instrument you learned to play:-- NONE&lt;br /&gt;15. 1st local&amp;foreign concert you watched:-- LOCAL: SIDE A, FREESTYLE ; FOREIGN: NONE&lt;br /&gt;16. 1st celebrity you saw in person:-- I DONT KNOW&lt;br /&gt;17. 1st TV show you really liked:-- &lt;br /&gt;18.1st buk u bought:-- I DUNNO&lt;br /&gt;19. 1st sport you played:-- BADMINTON&lt;br /&gt;20. 1st sleepover:-- NONE&lt;br /&gt;21. 1st terrible fight:-- WITH CAROLL&lt;br /&gt;22. 1st inaanak (first godchild?):-- NONE&lt;br /&gt;23. 1st debut (filipino girly 18th bday party)party you attended:-- MY SISTER'S 18TH BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;24. 1st bestfriend/s-- MIKA&lt;br /&gt;25. 1st wedding you attended:-- I FORGOT&lt;br /&gt;26. 1st person who greeted you on your lastbday:-- ELUNA&lt;br /&gt;27. 1st friend in friendster:-- DETTE&lt;br /&gt;28. 1st cellphone:-- BOSCH&lt;br /&gt;29. 1st cellphone ringtone:--&lt;br /&gt;30. 1st collection:-- HELLO KITTY&lt;br /&gt;31. 1st tym u saw a ghost?-- NEVER&lt;br /&gt;32. 1st rollercoaster ride?-- WHEN I WAS 6 YRS. OLD&lt;br /&gt;33. 1st ambition:-- AMBASSADOR&lt;br /&gt;34.1st thing u will buy w/ ur 1st salary?-- FOODS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110949303374093655?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110949303374093655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110949303374093655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110949303374093655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110949303374093655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/survey.html' title='SURVEY'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110941482030803973</id><published>2005-02-26T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T18:47:00.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?!?</title><content type='html'>Ughh... Tomorrow is my confirmation. Mr. Monasterial said that it is a sign of maturity. Oh well, I'm still like a kid and I'm loving it. Anywhoo, &lt;b&gt;Vicky's 15th birthday is near.&lt;/b&gt; And I don't know what will I give to her. Either the half pair of my favorite chucks or my book of "I Kissed Dating Goodbye" and "Boy Meets Girl." Hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110941482030803973?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110941482030803973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110941482030803973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110941482030803973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110941482030803973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title='?!?'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110930302751697097</id><published>2005-02-25T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T12:15:24.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap:</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Outbound Trip:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was so hard for me to wake up really early. Pro xmpre, I have to e. So I woke up at around 3.30 in the morning because we should be in the school at around 5 am. So eon, me and Yeye went to the school 20 minutes before the call time. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; While we are on our way, Gehboi &amp; I were feeling dizzy because we didn't eat breakfast. Then on our first stop-over, we went to McDo and ate lots of yummy foods. Tpos non, ok na kme. We went to UP Los Banos, and it was quite good. Actually, my dad said that to enter UP easily, I should go nlng mna to UP Los Banos. Hmm. I wonder. Pro I really want to study at DLSU or UA&amp;P e. Anyway, eon nga. It was 10 am when we got to Mt.Makiling. Grbeh, super init tpos super tiring pa. By the way, Kuya Richard was our tour guide and he was cool and he's always ready for jokes. Ate Dang was also our guide, pro mjo masungit and moody pro ok lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tpos eon, after our 10 minute lunch, we went to Mt.Makiling and explored great stuffs. Actually, it was creepy pa nga e. Because they were telling stories about the mountain and xmpre, takot nmn ako. It took us an hour and a half to reach the "sapa." Then after non, we went straight to our bus and took some rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Everything was doing great inside the bus, I was taking videos and pictures and others were eating, resting, taking some nap and telling weird stories. Yeah, like I said, everything was doing fine but suddenly, it was worse. Almost every body is feeling dizzy, and they feel like vomitting. Grbeh, even myself, I was also feeling dizzy. Maybe if you are inside our bus, grbeh, you'll have a terrible head ache. My classmates are shouting because my other classmates were noisy. Grbeh, tpos ung adviser nmen was doing nothing. She didn't even go to my classmates to ask if they are ok or what so ever. Tsk3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was 8 in the evening when we got to the school. Grbeh, super pagod. Tpos we planned to take ghost hunt in the elementary building because they say that there are lots of ghosts in that side. Tpos we also planned to take some videos, so prng nginig na eon. Tpos eon, asa covered court na kme ng hs when we started to take the video. Yeye didn't hesitate to take the video. Tpos eon, after a minute cgro, bgla nlng kmeng nagtakbuhan and went back. Grbe, it was creepy and scary. And that's the time when I promised not to go back there last night. Kea eon, Dette and Hanalie arrived, and the told scary stories, at xmpre, super takot na takot nnmn ako. Tpos non, I called my dad to pick me up because I don't want to go home alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/112.jpg"&gt; Me and Gehboi goofing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/113.jpg"&gt; Uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/114.jpg"&gt; Nice huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When I got home, I can't even look at the mirror and I don't want to be alone. I even closed the window in our room. Grbeh, Feb. 24, 2005 was full of adventure. I can't wait for our next outbound trip. Maybe by that time, I am brave enough to face more challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feb. 23, 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me and Kenneth are finally ok. Actually, before, I really hated her. But now, we reconciled and friends again. Oh, &lt;b&gt;I gained new friends.&lt;/b&gt; Stef is so blessed this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We practiced for our confirmation on Sunday. I tell you, it was quite nice but I didn't have a big part. Mrs. Muyot gave my part to someone. Tsk3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feb. 22, 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We still practiced for our confirmation. Mrs. Muyot dismissed us at around 5.15pm. I accopanied Gehboi and Karen to buy their needs for the outbound trip. I also bought a film for my camera. I decided not to bring a digicam because it will be hard for me to print it on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feb. 21, 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; First practice for our confirmation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feb. 20, 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; None so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110930302751697097?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110930302751697097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110930302751697097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110930302751697097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110930302751697097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/recap.html' title='Recap:'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110881125180092896</id><published>2005-02-19T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T19:07:31.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocker Chick to Vintage Chick</title><content type='html'>I didn't go to our practice for our practical test about samba for some reasons. This afternoon, I had a ukay2 challenge with my friend. We went through almost 5 ukay-ukays here in Cubao. The first stop was a store in Hansel. I liked some of their shoes but it was a little pricey for a ukay-ukay store. Then on our second stop, i found a cute pair of ballet flats worth 200 bucks but I didn't buy it because it was not practical. Then on our 5th stop, I bought a polka dot brown skirt for 75 bucks. Whew! I can't believe I found a nice skirt for a cheaper price. Then we went to Puregold and bought a vintage shirt worth 150 bucks. Hehe. I can't believe I could find good clothes with a cheaper price. I'm looking forward to go there when I have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I said, I'm loving vintage looks. I really idolize Audrey Hepburn and Jackie Kennedy's style. How I wish I have lots of money and time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/MONROE-MARILYN-MARILYN-WITH-GLASSES-3701035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/hepburn-audrey-photo-audrey-hepburn-6204615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/hehe.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110881125180092896?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110881125180092896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110881125180092896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110881125180092896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110881125180092896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/rocker-chick-to-vintage-chick.html' title='Rocker Chick to Vintage Chick'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110873513770623953</id><published>2005-02-18T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T21:58:57.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outbound Trip</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited for our outbound trip on Thursday to Mount Makiling. Grbeh. Actually, me and my partner, Gehboi, planned something. Xe, I planned to bring my handycam then while we are on our trip, I'll take some videos of my friends and classates then at night, we will make a sort of like a documentary film like "Nginig." Cool huh?! Aside from being excited for taking some videos, I can't wait to see God's creations. I may not appreciate all things in the world, atleast I am open to learn to appreciate everything, especially God's creations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched in Yahoo some pictures and informations about this great extinct volcano and here's what I found out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Majestic and mystical, this centerpiece attraction of Laguna is an inactive volcano. It's the prime example of how Mother Nature lavishes Laguna with vegetation --- approximately 2,048 different species of plants are found here."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/mtmakiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Makiling here I come! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- My day today was not that good. Loraine was mad at me knna for a non-sense reason, pro bati nren kme. Tpos, I was so pissed off at Vicky knna. I don't know what's wrong with her. She doesn't watch her words. Hey, I'm only human, we are all human! But it seems she doesn't care for anything. Pucha. Before nmn nde xa gnon e. She always think she's right. Duh. And so what if I'm just her friend?! It doesn't mean that she'll treat me like I'm stupid. Hello lng ah. Ainco, I don't want this to be worse or what so ever. Peace Y'all. I will always love my friend, Vicky, no matter what happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110873513770623953?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110873513770623953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110873513770623953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110873513770623953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110873513770623953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/outbound-trip.html' title='Outbound Trip'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110855182342318941</id><published>2005-02-16T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T19:03:43.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans for Summer</title><content type='html'>Since summer is just a month away, I'm making some plans to do this upcoming break:&lt;br /&gt; 1. Fix my room.&lt;br /&gt; 2. Beautify my scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt; 3. Learn to speak French.&lt;br /&gt; 4. Attend baking or cooking lessons.&lt;br /&gt; 5. Join YFC.&lt;br /&gt; 6. Study and read lots of autobiographies of well-known personalities.&lt;br /&gt; 7. Create an alternative rock band. &lt;br /&gt; 8. Learn to sing and play guitar.&lt;br /&gt; 9. Earn lots of money though my parents wont give me baon.&lt;br /&gt; 10. Update my blog, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with Gehboi the whole day. We planned to go to McDo or to Go Nuts Donuts. Pro nde n2loi. Xe nmn e, c Gehboi mei balat sa pwet. Haha! Jinx siya! Joke! Peace tau Gehboi. Tpos eon, we ate nlng sa Dunkin DOnuts. E pro, nde prn kme nabusog, kea pmnta kme sa Green Gate sa school tpos we bought palabok. Yummie! Pro nde prn kme nabusog. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grbeh. Andame kong gs2 ngyon. Gsto ko ng iPod (mp3 player), Sony Clie (pda), Polaroid and lots of Chucks. I'm so into Chuck Taylors tlga. Nde prn ako contento sa isa. Hehe. I have two xe, mron akong low cut na black and a high cut na blue. And now, gs2 ko nmn nung mei graffiti, tpos ung pink and ung mei rainbow colors. Hai, how I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all for now. I'm lazy nnmn e. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110855182342318941?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110855182342318941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110855182342318941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110855182342318941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110855182342318941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/plans-for-summer.html' title='Plans for Summer'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110838557867319883</id><published>2005-02-14T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:52:58.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedule</title><content type='html'>*7:40 am - Took our long test in Biology. &lt;br /&gt;*9:50 am - We had a seatwork on Math. I got only one mistake.&lt;br /&gt;*11:50 am- Ate my lunch: one glass of gulaman and two slices of chocolate cake. Vicky gave a a chocolate bar. Yummie&lt;br /&gt;*12:50 pm- We had a dramatization in Social. We didn't give our best. It was so quiet and sleepy play.&lt;br /&gt;*1:50 pm - English period. We didn't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;*3:50 pm - Went to auditorium to discuss about our field trip on Feb. 24 in  Mount Makiling. Yipee! I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;*4:50 pm - Dismissal! Me, Gehboi and her friends went to McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;*7:00 pm - Went home by myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110838557867319883?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110838557867319883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110838557867319883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110838557867319883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110838557867319883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/schedule.html' title='Schedule'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110838505153096363</id><published>2005-02-13T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:44:11.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LSGH's Fair</title><content type='html'>*I saw Justine yesterday at LSGH's fair! He's so cute tlga! Anyway, about what happened in LSGH's fair, it was fun. We watched Kitchie Nadal, Kjwan, Mayonnaise and BAMBOO. It was my second time to watch Bamboo live. ainco, super rock tlga last Saturday! Tpos I met some 3rd year students at the love booth. Ewan ko, bgla nlng nla akong hinuli tpos they asked me if I could wear the t-shirt (blah blah) Tpos I met Jo. Uh, he was nice and really quiet. Feel ko nga nkta ko c Sancho after the concert e. Hmph. Sana nga. By the way, I am with Vicky, ate Christina, Roni, Leslie, Jolo, Aya, Mark, Jem, Enai and Camar. Camar gave me a painful head ache tlga. Ewan ko b dun. Nkkasar. Tpos knna, he gave my number to his friend, which is a lesbian. Duh? I don't talk to strangers noh. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tomorrow is Valentine's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110838505153096363?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110838505153096363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110838505153096363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110838505153096363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110838505153096363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/lsghs-fair.html' title='LSGH&apos;s Fair'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110817348404775651</id><published>2005-02-12T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T10:02:28.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day Special (Part #2)</title><content type='html'>Hai, I woke up early this morning. Then I watched Meet the Fockers on our dvd. So I guess I'm really bored that's why I decided to blog again. Anyway, I'll post nmn the part #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I reminisced my memories with my ex. I guess he is the only person that makes me happy with no reason. Oh God, enough of that past. Anyway, we are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to ask how long it took me to get over him? Hmm. It took me 9-10 months to completely leave my feelings for him behind. It's really hard to get over a person. Especially when he is a part of you life. I am not used to be alone. Until last November, I cannot still face the fact that he doesn't love me anymore. Do you know how it feels to be invisible? Do you know how it feels when the person you love is trying to push you away? I tell you it's hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, last summer, I entered a relationship but I called it as a "summer fling." It was the time when I met Judd. He was nice to me, but he never gave me a time. But we always go out two times a week. When we are together, it is as if we are just friends. We never talked on the phone for hours even for half an hour. We are not inseperable. I can say it's hard for me to handle that kind of relationship. So after, our first monthsary, he messed up our relationship. Magttxt nlng xa pg m22log na xa. Mnsan nga, mkklimutan na nia e. Tpos it was also the time na nde na kme nagkkta. So I decided to break up with him nlng. Xe there are no reasons to stay pa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tpos eon, Judd was the last person whom I shared my life with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/sadistic_valentines_day_by_angcoy.jpg&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the age of 18 most of us have often gotten our hearts broken, usually because of a not-so-perfect guy. To find that special someone is usually a trial-and-error game and most of the time we have to endure the battle scars of this game. When most of us end up with a lot of errors in the relationship department, we end up carrying a lot of baggage, issues and a pessimistic outlook in life in other words, we become damaged goods. But just remember- nothing in life stays the same; sometimes we do find that perfect significant other. The question is: Do you ruin your chances with that perfect someone because of a not-so-perfect past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If you look closely at yourself and your relationships with the opposite sex, you will notice that the more relationships you have, the farther away you are from whom you were when you started dating. You change and evolve with every person you date because you absorb both the negative and the positive vibes of your partner. The problem is that most of the time the negative predominates the positive. This is so because when a relationship ends, there is always healing to be done and the first thoughts and emotions are always negative when we are in the healing process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We often purge all the negativity to heal and survive the pain. By doing so, we end up hurting others and alienating ourselves. However, the drawback here is that if we meet that special person when we are in our negative phase, does that mean we have ruined the possibility of a happy future? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It takes a lot of time to move on and exude positive energy when a relationship ends. So as we heal, we not only dwell on the negative but we close ourselves and put ourselves behind thick safe walls where no one can get in because we create an atmosphere of safety and security. But again, by doing so we ward off any potential partners who can give us our fantasy of a happy future. We must learn to leave ourselves open without the fear of getting hurt. As every relationship ends, we must welcome a new relationship with a clean slate and not bring our sordid past into what could be eternal happiness for us in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We must remember that there are no two people alike; each partner is different. One person’s negative aspect may not exist in another so to give ourselves a fighting chance of future happiness; we shouldn’t compare each partner with the next one because even your future partner will not know what he or she may be up against. We should let go of the ghost of our past and move forward to the next relationship with an open mind, giving the same chances and opportunities as you have with the very first person you loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; By doing this not only do you have a fresh new relationship with your new partner, it will also feel much better personally. No baggage, no issues and no major problems. Just think: How would you feel if you had to deal with your new partner’s baggage and fear from his or her past relationship? Having a one-on-one relationship with one another is hard enough; can you imagine carrying on a relationship with two people at the same time? You, your partner and all the bad stuff his or her ex left behind. It wouldn’t be fair for you to pay for someone else’s misgivings, so why should you expect your new partner to do the same? The past should stay in the past and the future should be made up as you go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Planning for the future may be just as disappointing as well; no one can really predict the future unless you’re gifted with the paranormal and psychic or you have a magical crystal ball. Remember one thing- if you don’t expect, you don’t regret. Take things one day at a time and just go with the flow. That way, you don’t set yourself for disappointment. What ends up happening when you take things easy is that little things will end up surprising you and making you happy. Wouldn’t you rather have an expected surprise than a predicted disappointment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One other thing we always miss is that often we play deaf, dumb and blind to all the signs that surround us if a relationship is over or our partner isn’t the one for us. And vice versa- the perfect match could be staring us in the face without our noticing one bit. So sharpen your senses and watch out for the signs around us- spiritual or literally in our face. God and the universe most often than not will tell you when the person isn’t the right one and it’s time to let go. Just make sure when you let go that you let everything go so you can move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110817348404775651?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110817348404775651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110817348404775651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110817348404775651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110817348404775651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-day-special-part-2.html' title='Valentines Day Special (Part #2)'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110811953012408880</id><published>2005-02-11T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T18:58:50.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day Special (Part#1)</title><content type='html'>Since last night, someone posted on my tagboard which says that my posts are for "lolers." So for today, I'm planning to post something different. Maybe something that is interesting and will inspire some of you. And since valentines day is near, my post will be about love. Though I'm not an expert and I'm still a shameless idiot when it comes to love, I'll try my best to post a high quality essay. Uh, before I begin, I just want to tell you that don't expect that this will be great or whatsoever. Please bear in mind that I'm not a good essay writer. ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my experience, people just come and go. At first, everything seems to be perfect and happy but you'll never know what will happen next. &lt;i&gt;Siguro nga, tama nga ung song nla Bamboo, ung masaya.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Ang pag-ibig, ganyan talaga. Pag bago ang pag-ibig, ganyan tlga, MASAYA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;MY EXPERIENCE:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having a long-term relationship with my ex, I can say that he's still the man I want. It was October 5, 2001 when we got together. At first, we are just friends until we fell for each other and after that, we are inseperable. He's the second person I loved. Though he's not my first kiss atleast he is my last kiss. Everytime when we are together, we always trip, laugh and goof around. I could still remember those times when every saturday we always watch movies, those times when we don't do anything except hugging and of course kissing. He inspired me to do good in school and the best thing is, because he is frank and open to me, he never hesitated to tell me the mistakes I've done, which means,&lt;b&gt; he changed me into a better person.&lt;/b&gt; Oh god, I love the way he talks to me especially when he have colds. I never asked him anything but all I wanted is for him to stay. Just stay. Yeah, he never left me, but I did. It was last March 07, 2004 when I broke up with him. It was the time when I met JR. It was also the time when we are in the end of the road. We are going to nowhere. But I was wrong. I shouldn't have left him. I can still remember the nights when I can't stop crying because I know he will never be mine. I can still remember the nights when I always try to talk to him and ask him to stay with me, but I feel so invisible. I know it's too late and I know he will never be mine again. And my fairy tale ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LESSONS THAT MUST BE LEARNED IN RELATIONSHIPS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay. &lt;br /&gt;2. Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior. &lt;br /&gt;3. If you have ANY doubt in your mind about a man's character, leave him alone. &lt;br /&gt;4. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache. &lt;br /&gt;5. Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;6. Don't force an attraction. &lt;br /&gt;7. Slower is better. &lt;br /&gt;8. Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy. &lt;br /&gt;9. If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no you can't "be friends." A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend. &lt;br /&gt;10. Have faith in God regarding your relationship, but don't let faith make you stupid. God does things decent and in order. &lt;br /&gt;11. Don't settle. &lt;br /&gt;12. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is. &lt;br /&gt;13. If he keeps changing his mind about the relationship--take that as a BIG sign that he is unstable. Do you really want to be with a man like that? &lt;br /&gt;14. Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better. &lt;br /&gt;15. Honorable men take care of their business and aren't involved in a whole lot of mess. &lt;br /&gt;16. The only person you can control in a relationship is you. &lt;br /&gt;17. There's only one 'reason' a man dumps you; he doesn't want you. &lt;br /&gt;18. Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently? &lt;br /&gt;19. You really do have to kiss a few frogs before finding the prince. &lt;br /&gt;20. Always put yourself and your happiness first. &lt;br /&gt;21. Always have your own set of friends separate from his. &lt;br /&gt;22. Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you. If something bothers you, speak up. &lt;br /&gt;23. Like from the show Sex and the City, if he doesn't call, he just isn't that interested. &lt;br /&gt;24. Be honest and upfront. &lt;br /&gt;25. Know when to cut the cord, don't be strung along. &lt;br /&gt;26. Don't fall for the "I'm confused role".Remove yourself from the situation to let him figure things out (but don't wait for him, move on). &lt;br /&gt;27. If you want to have a clue as to how he will treat you, watch how he treats the WOMEN in his family (not just mom). &lt;br /&gt;28. There's more than physical abuse, there's emotional and mental abuse. If he causes any of them...flee. &lt;br /&gt;29. You cannot change a man's behaviors. Change comes from within. &lt;br /&gt;30. Don't let him place rules on you that he is not willing to follow himself -- double-standard. &lt;br /&gt;31. Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are...even if he has more education or in a better job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Please bear in mind these things that I've posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happend to us (me and my ex) Well, we are still friends. Like what Alexis told me yesterday, "ang love, prng ngging blurred lng xa, pro mllman mo lng na love na tlga eon kng khet ano ang pilit mong gwen, xa pren tlga." I think she's right. Nde nmn sa I still love him, siguro there are times when I feel that my love for him is fading pro nde e. Bumabalik pren tlga. Eon nga, friends na nga lng kme. We have our own lives. But whenever I see him with the person he loves, all I can do is just look and smile at him, wishing that he is still mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad isn't it? After 2 years and five months of being inseperable, ngyon, ala na. But he will always remain in my heart in mind forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, life and love is somehow the same. They can hurt sometimes and they will always be unfair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110811953012408880?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110811953012408880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110811953012408880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110811953012408880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110811953012408880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-day-special-part1.html' title='Valentines Day Special (Part#1)'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110803764819798858</id><published>2005-02-10T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T20:14:08.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Hmph.. Here I go again. I messed up my quiz in biology yesterday and I feel so bad. Everyone knows that biology is my favorite subject and I don't want to fail in any of my quizzes. :c And I feel, even in English. I don't know what's happening to me lately. It seems that the first 3 weeks of this trimester, I was doing good but now, look what's happening to me? Crap. Uh. Today, I was feeling dizzy and super lazy. I only recited in THE and in English. And I feel sleepy in THE (I ate lots of mentos.haha) and Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while galavanting in Cambridge, I noticed that there's this new food tambayan. Uh, not actually a tambayan but a stall wherein I can buy "exotic" foods. So knna, I bought 6 cow intestines. Haha! WTF anyway?! It seems to be yucky and eecky but it tastes good for me. So pnatikim ko cna Celine, Gehboi, Mimo and Ahj. And only Mimo and Celine liked it. Oh well, I can't blame the if they don't like it. But for me, it's nice nmn. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, sorry for not blogging yesterday. I was busy studying for our long test in biology. Bute na nga lng nde na bukas ung long test e, sa monday na. Hai. I really got to rock one's brain. Tsk3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if you want to ask if what's going on with my lovelife since valentine's is near, I can say that I am still loveless. And I do admit that I am still the shameless idiot when it comes to that topic. Oh well, you can't blame me. And besides, I'm only 14 years old. I'm too young for that serious relationships chuva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to update about the so-called revenge with the "mean girls," it is not doing great. I think I just forgot the art of fighting with the one you hate most. But hey, I'm almost there. :p Why am I wasting my time anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110803764819798858?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110803764819798858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110803764819798858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110803764819798858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110803764819798858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110786340616129614</id><published>2005-02-08T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T20:17:42.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We WON!</title><content type='html'>Yey! We won! Yeboi! Our group was the first place. At first, I didn't really expect that we will win or something. Because we have made lots of mistakes. Tpos I was pissed off nnmn knna. (Because of the shitheads.) If you want to know why, I'll post it nlng later. Tpos eon, it was my first time to receive a medal this year. OMG. I was so proud and I even wanted to wear my medal the whole time. (Thanks tlga to all my friends who supported our group) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the reason why I was so pissed off knna. Xe gn2 eon, nka-suot na ako ng costume ko, then me &amp; Rochelle went to the cr tpos pag labas nmen, I saw the 3 shitheads. Una, prang ala clang reaction and that was good. Tpos non, I heard nlng na they were trying to make fun of me. They were screaming and laughing at me. Duh? Papancin? Soe eon, nde ko nlng pinancin, xe for all I know, ung mga gnong klaseng tao, nde na pnpncin. Gnyang b ang gngwa ng isang lady? Tpos they are studying in a private and in a exclusive school?  Ainco, pag-public school ang mga ugali nla. They are acting like as if they know me. They are acting like "real shits." Do you get what I mean? Ainco, &lt;b&gt;They just think everybody loves them, but the truth is, everybody hates them.&lt;/b&gt; AarrgggHH! Fuck them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mean girl (so-called biatch) posted this at the bulleting board:&lt;br /&gt;"iNq!aNtngA q tLg,.iR i g0 aGEn aFtr mY rJecti0n &lt;br /&gt;iM fiLin d sME wAy aGEn.,sNA d CA k2Ld niA.=(&lt;br /&gt;iM tYrd 0f bEin rJEctEd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~bE sNctV enUf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~aM i foLin oN u?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-duh? Bute alam nia, she's stupid! A real stupid! She was created to be rejected by everone! Ma-fa2ll k na nga lng, sa girl pa. Anu b ean?! Sayang, she's pretty nmn e (yuck! haha!) tpos she'll just fall for a same sex? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt; i'm trying to have a new life here...a BETTER life...so please..just let me be??...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to hate almost everybody....=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp. those ppol around me who thinks highly of themselves...and ppol hu create such storiesssss..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And this one was posted on one of the mean girl's profile. She said she's trying to have a new life. WTF is she doing to me lately? Is that what she call "having a new life"  And if she wants to start a new life, start it by changing her whole self. And now, she's starting to hate everybody. Good! Pra fair lng db?! She hates everybody and everybody hates her! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``Tomorrow nlng ung ibang taong knaasaran ko. Study pa ako biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110786340616129614?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110786340616129614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110786340616129614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110786340616129614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110786340616129614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/we-won.html' title='We WON!'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110778072579336456</id><published>2005-02-07T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T20:52:05.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I REALLY HATE STUPID TEACHERS</title><content type='html'>Uh. I am so pissed off today. First, it was because of my social teacher. Hai, she's acting like a child. She doesn't know how to accept her own faults. Duh?! Where can you see a flag that is shaped like a square? Duh?! Does she even know where her brain is? Tpos she'll get mad at me. Tpos she wrote on the board while we were answering our quiz: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may concern:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for being polite. (blah blah) Keep up the good work. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                 Mrs. Cabungcal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doi lng ah. I was just trying to correct her mistake. And besides, tama naman tlga ako e. Lm nio, if I could only report what she's doing to our class, ainco, cgro I'm the happiest woman alive. Pucha nmn! Saan k mkkkta ng lesson sa social na isang araw lng i-ddscuss? Saan k mkkkta ng teacher sa social na magbbgay ng test na maski xa, nde nmn nia memorize. Doi lng ah. I hate stupid teachers. Bkt kea nde nlng xa sa elem mag2ro? Tpos ssbhn nia, why don't we check ourselves. E bkt xa? Nde b rin nia keang i-check ung sarili nia? Langya. Bwct! Tpos ppringgan nia ako knna. Duh! Ok, sorry if I'm wrong. Sorry if I was rude to her. Pro, I have nothing to regret. I will never say sorry to her unless baguhin nia ung way ng pag22ro nia. Everybody hates her. &lt;b&gt;At mas lalo na ako.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. Tomorrow is the dance competition of swing. Please pray for our group na kme ung manalo. We really tried our best. Hai, super nkkkba. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110778072579336456?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110778072579336456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110778072579336456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110778072579336456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110778072579336456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-really-hate-stupid-teachers.html' title='I REALLY HATE STUPID TEACHERS'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110766468373586451</id><published>2005-02-06T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T12:38:03.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziest Show Ever Watched?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was crazy. We watched the Jig Show at Don Bosco. The performers were Art &amp; Soul, MYMP and "the Bamboo." Hell yeah! I'm really starting this month with a bang! Art &amp; Soul was great. They are like Dice &amp; K9 but for e, they are better. I just hate the girl from Dice &amp; K9. It seems she doesn't even know how to sing. Uh. MYMP? Oh God, they are fantastic! I can't help but sing and sing! Too bad, I have no boyfriend. Haha! No one's hugging me while watching the show. Haha! (oi stef, ean k nnmn ah. pasaway k tlga.) It was 12.30 when Bamboo performed. &lt;i&gt;Super nagkkgulo na ung mga tao dun. Tpos, prang mei ramble. Hehe.&lt;/i&gt; But all I did was to sing their songs! But what I didn't like about the Jig Show was, after waiting for Bamboo for several hours, they will only sing 5 songs. Sbgay, they'll just perform lng nmn e. It was not their main concert nmn db? Hehe. By the way, CSR was the champion at the Jig Show Dance chuva. I didn't expect them to win tlga. I thought Assumption will get the title. Hmm. Better luck next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On next saturday, I'm going naman to La Salle's fair. Know what? I'm really learning to love La Salle. At first tlga, ADMU tlga ako e. E ngyon, sa aking capacity, I think I would go for La Salle. :p Hai, wish me luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will never enter a pseudo relationship." - yep. From my past experiences, I have learned a lot. I faced lots of mistakes. I faced lots of heartaches. But what I really regret was to enter a pseudo relationship aka No Commitment Relationship or MU. I know some of my friends in this kind of relationship. They say it's better than a serious relationship but what they don't know is they have to accept first that what might happen next is, the man will leave them without knowing how &amp; without knowing when. Hard isn't it? Like what happened to me, I entered a pseudo relationship and guess what? After a month, he left me. See? Because you don't have the right to tell him how much you really want him and the hardest part is, you don't have the right to get jealous. Xe nga, nde tlga keo. Do you know what I mean? &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/7732298-110766468373586451?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110766468373586451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110766468373586451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110766468373586451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110766468373586451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/craziest-show-ever-watched.html' title='Craziest Show Ever Watched?'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110752345311224055</id><published>2005-02-04T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T21:24:13.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe</title><content type='html'>NSTRUCTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Copy this whole list into your journal.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bold the things that are true about you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Whatever you don't bold are false&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. &lt;b&gt;When I was younger I made some bad decisions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. &lt;b&gt;I don't watch much TV these days&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. I love psychodelic mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;04. &lt;b&gt;I love sleeping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. &lt;b&gt;I have loads of books. -slight &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. &lt;b&gt;I once slept in a bathroom -when I was 9years old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. I love playing video games&lt;br /&gt;08. I adore marijuana&lt;br /&gt;09. I watch porn movies&lt;br /&gt;10. I watch them with my father&lt;br /&gt;11. I like sharks&lt;br /&gt;12. I love spiders&lt;br /&gt;13. I was born without hair and I still have no hair&lt;br /&gt;14. I like George Bush&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;b&gt;I am cool -yeehah!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;b&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I have a jacuzzi and a Porsche&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;b&gt;I have a lot to learn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I carry my knife everywhere&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;b&gt;I can be really really smart -whenever I feel like being a nerd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I've never broken someone's bones&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;b&gt;I have a secret&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I hate snow&lt;br /&gt;25. Punk rock rules&lt;br /&gt;26. I hate Bill Gates&lt;br /&gt;27. I love Chinese food - actually, I hate Chinese foods!&lt;br /&gt;28. I would hate to be famous&lt;br /&gt;29. I am so not a morning person&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;b&gt;I wear glasses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I don't need glasses&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;b&gt;I have potential - to be a star! haha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. I'm pure Japanese&lt;br /&gt;34. My legs are two different sizes&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;b&gt;I have a twin - which is Paris Hilton. haha! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;b&gt;I wear a padded bra sometimes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;b&gt;I can ramble on about absolutely nothing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;b&gt;I'm left-handed - I know. I totally rock!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. I hate llamas, but I'm one of them&lt;br /&gt;40. I don't like horror movies&lt;br /&gt;41. I suck at climbing, but I love it anyway&lt;br /&gt;42. People hate me usually&lt;br /&gt;43. I love pop music&lt;br /&gt;44. &lt;b&gt;I hardly ever go to bed before midnight - i've been sleeping late this past few days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;b&gt;I hate parking fines.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. I know the national anthem of my country by heart&lt;br /&gt;47. I know more than three languages&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;b&gt;I can spend too much time on the computer - hell yeaH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. I often want to throw out the computer in a window&lt;br /&gt;50. I live on a ground floor&lt;br /&gt;51. I don't like chocolate&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;b&gt;I'd like to be more original&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;b&gt;I've lied - who haven't&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Cocks are my favorite birds&lt;br /&gt;55. &lt;b&gt;I want to conquer the world - try lng&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. &lt;b&gt;I wonder what happens when I die&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. I've read all books about Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;58. &lt;b&gt;I love my dog! - ginger! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. I love to exercise&lt;br /&gt;60. I hate chemistry with a passion and math, too!&lt;br /&gt;61. &lt;b&gt;I love to write but I wish I could be as interesting as some people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. I love the nightlife.&lt;br /&gt;63. I hate going to class.&lt;br /&gt;64. &lt;b&gt;I am afraid to die&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. I hate dish washing with a passion&lt;br /&gt;66. My hair is long, brown, and incredibly curly&lt;br /&gt;67. My nails are nine inch long&lt;br /&gt;68. My favorite color is black&lt;br /&gt;69. I like to sleep on the floor&lt;br /&gt;70. I am hopeless at cooking&lt;br /&gt;71. I sucked my thumb when I was little&lt;br /&gt;72. I should be doing something else rather than doing this&lt;br /&gt;73. &lt;b&gt;I am online a lot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. &lt;b&gt;I hate government -totally&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. &lt;b&gt;I don't have a girlfriend/boyfriend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. &lt;b&gt;I'm too nice for my own good - hehe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. &lt;b&gt;I love to read, I read as much as I can&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. I don't trust newspapers&lt;br /&gt;79. I like debating&lt;br /&gt;80. I live in a wagon&lt;br /&gt;81. &lt;b&gt;I clean my room once a month&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. I'm scared of american fast food&lt;br /&gt;83. I have a third eye&lt;br /&gt;84. I love Mozambique&lt;br /&gt;85. I don't trust any religion&lt;br /&gt;86. I used to play with barbies only because all the other girls were doing it&lt;br /&gt;87. I wanted to be a super hero when I was little&lt;br /&gt;88. I like listening to wind chimes&lt;br /&gt;89. I'm very disorganized&lt;br /&gt;90. &lt;b&gt;My hair is long and straight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. &lt;b&gt;I earn a lot - just like a superstar! haha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. I don't like spicy food&lt;br /&gt;93. I keep a diary&lt;br /&gt;94. I can't do cartwheels&lt;br /&gt;95. &lt;b&gt;I can be very lazy -who doesn't?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. I'm sarcastic more often than not&lt;br /&gt;97. I think my hair can be annoying&lt;br /&gt;98. &lt;b&gt;I could be sensitive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. &lt;b&gt;I love being "ab-normal" - hahaha sobra!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110752345311224055?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110752345311224055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110752345311224055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110752345311224055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110752345311224055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/hehe.html' title='hehe'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110752072259208372</id><published>2005-02-04T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:38:42.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you miss me? Haha!</title><content type='html'>It's been two days or three since I blogged here. It's because we don't have a cpu for two days. Hmm. To sum it up, those two days was so tiring annd busy. I didn't even get the chance to go to the malls or eat at our tambayan. By the way, yesterday, me and my family watched the concert of Salinggawi wherein my sister is part of it. All I can say that the presentation was perfect. It was heart pumping and it's not boring. Though my sister only got 3 dance numbers (folk dance, gang war and the finale), it was still great. My dad shot a video and we watched it at home. Me, my mom and dad ate at Kimchi. By the way, I really miss Kimchi's food and I love their foods. yummie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So eon, I don't have a yahoo messenger right now because I have to install it again and again and again. Hmph. Then knna, we practiced our dance for the contest on tuesday. Oops. Please pray for our group that we will win huh?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I started February with a bang! Haha! I just had a new haircut! Love it!&lt;br /&gt;~ We are going to watch Bamboo tomorrow sa Don Bosco, Mandaluyong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLEASE PRAY FOR OUR GROUP THAT WE WILL WIN ON TUESDAY. (I'm keeping my fingers crossed.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110752072259208372?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110752072259208372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110752072259208372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110752072259208372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110752072259208372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/did-you-miss-me-haha.html' title='Did you miss me? Haha!'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110724661691350505</id><published>2005-02-01T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T16:30:16.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling: stressed</title><content type='html'>Uh. I wasn't able to blog yesterday because I was so busy reviewing for our quiz in Biology and my dad wont allow me to use the computer. arrghh. I think I'm grounded. Shocks. Uh, by the way, I went to the optical shop near our house to change the lens of my eyeglass. I didn't think that it would be worse or what so ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I' so tired today so I decided to go home early. And because of my "laziness," I also decided not to go to the treasurer's office and pay my tuition fees. Eon, today I failed in our quiz in biology. Hmph. I think there's only 12 who passed the quiz, and that's not me. :c &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/trops.jpg&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R: Vicky, Richelle, Chanco, Janine &amp; me (Stef)&lt;br /&gt;Richelle's dad took the pic. Sweet right? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but that's all for today. &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/7732298-110724661691350505?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110724661691350505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110724661691350505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110724661691350505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110724661691350505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/02/feeling-stressed.html' title='Feeling: stressed'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110706602517557823</id><published>2005-01-30T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T14:20:25.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day is near</title><content type='html'>OMG! I only have 2weeks to find my valentine! Haha! Duh! I don't expect too much nmn e. And besides, Valentines day is just for lovers. Hmm. Today is our distribution of cards, thank God, I didn't fail in any subject but I'm not contented with my grades. Can't you see? My grades are deteriorating. Tpos knna, my dad had a 15 minute sermon. And xmpre, singit nnmn mom ko. Hmm.. What am I supposed to do? I think my dad wont allow me to use our computer everyday. :c &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I just added a gallery here on my blog. Now, you can see my other pics and my masterpiece. Haha! Who cares anyway? Okay, that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110706602517557823?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110706602517557823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110706602517557823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110706602517557823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110706602517557823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/valentines-day-is-near.html' title='Valentines Day is near'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110698044263180528</id><published>2005-01-29T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T14:34:02.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>1. kelan ka huling nabadtrip?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Yesterday, but not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. anong huling bagay ang gnawa mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Nag-eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. cnong huli mong nkasama?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; My family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. san ka tumambay after skul?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; We rushed to McDo then ate lots of yummies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. anong movie ang pinakaGusto mo sa&lt;br /&gt;ngaun?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Uh.. About a Boy.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. cnong crush mo ngaun?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Still the same, ADMU ballers, Paul Walker, Brandon Boyd tpos Hugh Grant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. huling tinawagan?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. anong cp # mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 09223029617 &amp; 09215312666&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. cnong huling nkarelasyon mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; uh.. Judd?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. cnong mahal mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Family &amp; friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. cnong fave mo sa lhat ng kapatid mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I have only one sister, Tonet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. nAamBunan kBa knina?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. may dala kbang fone knina sa school?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. kumpleto ka ba sa school supplies?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Yep! I'm a responsible student na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. kelan mo huling nkita crush mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. cnong huling nagtext sau?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Myles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. goodgirl/boy kba?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Good girl xmpre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- naLigaw c #18???..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. anong hilig mong isports?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; eating &amp; sleeping but I love watching basketball games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. bakit yan ang npili mong name sa blogspot?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; It's none of your beeswax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. meron kbang luvlyf ngaun?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. ilan na friends mo d2?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; friendster b 2?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. cnong fave friendstermate mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; dme e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. anong ga2win mo tapos ni2?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; kaen ulet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. balita ko cute ka daw??&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ngyon mo lng b nblitaan? huling huli k na sa balita. i pity you. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110698044263180528?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110698044263180528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110698044263180528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110698044263180528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110698044263180528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110691807946331955</id><published>2005-01-28T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T23:16:58.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh well</title><content type='html'>New layout again. I'm so bored with my past layout, Ashlee Simpson layout. I don't even have a clue why I always want to change layouts every now and then. Do you ever wonder why I never get contented with my layouts? hmm.. But hey, I have this layout which I used for a month or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, as you can see, I didn't post anything yesterday because I can't find time to go online. But I did check my friendster, only for a couple of minutes then I shut the computer. I can't remember all the things that happend yesterday except that I watched "About a Boy," Hugh Grant's movie and Lovers in Paris. OMG, I feel like falling for Hugh Grant. Seesh. I can't forget his uber "pamatay" British accent. Isn't he so perfect? Haha! Hai, how I wish I could see him or even be with him, do nothing and just listen and look at him. Do I look so obsessed? Oh well, that's how my life makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/hughgrant.gif&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I faced some criticisms of the people who always try to put me down. Sometimes, I even want to burst my feelings, scream at them and just erase their fcuking face, but of course, I can’t. I’m not like them, who think everybody loves them but the truth is everybody hates them. I’m not like them, who are the so called “war freaks.” Duh. &lt;b&gt;Why can’t they just let others be happy?&lt;/b&gt; Arrghh. Hai, one day, they’ll realize what they are doing to my friends and even to me. &lt;b&gt;Oh God, forgive them for they don’t know what they are doing.&lt;/b&gt; Especially the “Mean Girls” who act as if they are the campus heartthrobs and the it girl. Hai. I really burn plastics. “Mean Girls” go to hell. Bwahaha! You know what? I don't really care how thick their make ups or what, but sometimes, I want to tell to them how bitchy they look. Xe nmn db? Bakit sila ggmet non? DOi lng ah. They look so bitchy tlga. Tpos knna, my friend told me na, isa dun e nde na virgin?! I don't know if it's true ah. All I can say, &lt;s&gt;mukha nga.. hehe..&lt;/s&gt; Oh well, bka lalo pang lumaki e2. I'm sorry for some terms I used. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eon, by the way, I passed my quiz in biology, 39/50. Hmm. Do you think it's ok? Hmm. I don't think so. Tpos knna, though I didn't get the chance to review for our quiz in social, pasado pren nmn ako. Hehe. Tpos I also passed our group seatwork sa Math, khet na ako lng ang gmwa non, ok lng. Partner ko xe e, isa na nga lng ung tnulong, mali pa. Haha! Mean ko tlga. Hai, I hope I passed our quiz knna sa math. Feel ko, 12/18 lng ako dun e. :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Vicky, Janine, Richelle, Rizza, Chanco, Mawi Joyce and me ate at McDo knna. Yummie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/jaireyes.jpg&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai Reyes - Ateneo - Seesh! Cute tlga nia! Hai..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110691807946331955?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110691807946331955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110691807946331955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110691807946331955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110691807946331955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-well.html' title='Oh well'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110673312478805593</id><published>2005-01-26T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T17:52:04.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned</title><content type='html'>I've been to a lot of problems. Some a really hard handle, especially about love. I think, love problems are really part of being single. And I shouldn't blame myself for being single. Who cares anyway? Atleast I can have all the time for myself and my friends and wont waste too much money for just to buy a surprise gift. But letting go of someone is part of loving. And that's what I'm doing at this very moment, letting go of our short memories. Though I said yesterday, I'm finally getting over him, I am still on my way. &lt;i&gt;Hayaan nio, onti nlng.&lt;/i&gt; Hai, I guess when you really love a person, learning to let him go is part of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just learned my lessons. Learning to love and let go of the person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, knna, Lee texted me and I was super touched about the quote he sent to me: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nsnay kna n anjan xa, knukulit k, pnpngiti k, mnmhal k.. pno kng mrealize mo n mhal mo dn xa.. klngan bng mwla mna xa bgo mo pahalagahan xa?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. Tomorrow, we are going to have a quiz on Biology about mitosis and meiosis. Pagdasal nio nmn na sna nde ako bmgsak. Ala p akong bagsak sa bio noh. Pray nio rn na sna nde c Melissa ang magcheck ng akn, xe for sure, bbgsak ako pg xa ang nag-check e. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110673312478805593?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110673312478805593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110673312478805593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110673312478805593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110673312478805593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons Learned'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110665046926865068</id><published>2005-01-25T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T23:22:01.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Busy Day for Me Today</title><content type='html'> Yup, I'm so busy today, pro xmpre, I will blog mna. :) I am on my way of getting over him. Oh well, that's life. Malay n10, he's not really meant for me or it only means one thing, we are just friend, PERIOD. Uh, on my schedule for today, first, I'll do my assignment in Biology then eon, nag-blog na ako ngyon tpos, I'll finish my movie analysis of Passion of the Christ. Please pray for me na sna I can finish it as early as I can. Then, review ako for our quiz in Social. Hai, epal tlga eon. Social is an interesting subject and I think everybody agrees with me, pro sa school, our teacher is the reason why others hate social. Lmo eon, like yesterday, we discussed a ten paged lesson pro nde nmen ntpos, 3pages lng ata na-discuss nmen e, tpos tomorrow we are going to have a very long quiz. E ala kmeng social knna. Soe db? Nde man lng nia na-discuss ng maayos. Mrs.Cabungcal should teach sa first year e, nde sa 2nd yr. I don't think she can handle our lessons now. Tpos sbe pa nia khpon, bka magturo pa dw sa smen hnggng 3rd yr.Pucha! Ano eon? Nkk-gago eon ah. Haha! E super alang kwnta nga ung mga pnag-bbgay niang quiz smen e. Sna db? Ala nlng kmeng social at self study nlng kme kng gnon noh. hai, the best tlga c Mrs.Justo. By the way, Mrs.Justo is our Biology teacher. Super gleng nia mag2ro. Xe you can learn a lot tlga, tpos mei halo pang humor and mga kwnto about different people which has connection with the lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Eon, we presented nga sa PE, prhas kme ng group nla Ten, 98/100. Hehe. Ok lng. Atleast db? We did our best. Ai, mei utang skn c Jeane na ice cream. haha! uh. Me and Chanco went home mga 5pm. Mgkksma nnmn kme nla Richelle tpos super dmeng mga kwnto. Haha! Tpos pnanood dn nmen c Vicky. Anyway, Vicky wants to enter the varsity, kea knna, nag-training na cla. Bka nga nde mkgwa c Vicky ng movie analysis. Wawa nmn xa. Hmm. Pgddsal ko xa mmya. Chka db? Super sket na cgro ng ktwan non. Chka we all want Vicky to be on the varsity team, pra if ever na andun na xa, nde na xa bblek sa Oman. Hai, how I wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Uh, tomorrow nlng kng nde na ako busy. muah! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110665046926865068?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110665046926865068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110665046926865068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110665046926865068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110665046926865068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/busy-day-for-me-today.html' title='A Busy Day for Me Today'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110657357980198057</id><published>2005-01-24T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T21:34:54.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More better days to come (sana)</title><content type='html'>Uh, it's monday again and it's back to school again. It seems we only have a day and a half of rest last week. Oh well, but I started this week with a smile nmn. Hehe. Uh, nasayang ung inaral ko last night, I thought we are going to have a quiz in bio kea I reviewed a lot. Tpos I also reviewed my notes in CL. So sad, nde ko na-perfect. 18/20 lng ako. Uh. Better luck nxt tym. Eon, Mrs.Gaco called my attention knna dhel binatukan ko c Melissa. Hehe. Mean noh? E xe e, sbe ni Melissa e, e di gmya nmn c Lorraine. Haha! Tpos Mrs. Gaco asked me to differentiate phrases from clauses. Uh, phrases are group of words that does not have a complete thought and it does not have a subject and verb while clauses are group of words that does not have a complete thought but it has a subject and a verb. Hehe. Ainco, I'm starting to hate Mrs. Gaco, lalo na kei Mrs. Cabungcal. Ewan ko b, mei speech defect ata c Mrs.Cabungcal e, tpos lge pa xang sumisigaw. Super natawa nga ako knnang Social e, halos lahat ng classmates ko inaantok, lalo na c Melissa. Bnubunutan ko na nga lng xa ng puting buhok e. Pro ewan ko b, nde ako inantok nung social. Well, speaking of Melissa, super ininggit nia ako knna. Xe she watched Sponge Cola's mall tour last Saturday. Xmpre, inggit nmn ako. Hmph. C Matthew xe e. Hehe. Eon, umuwi ako ng mga 6pm. Me and my frnds had a foodtrip knna. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung nka-uwi na ako, gnwa ko na ung movie analysis of Passion of the Christ pro nde ko pa eon tapos. Hehe. Tpos gnwa ko dn ung assignment sa THE. Hehe, nagpapalakas ako kei Mrs.Patron e. Hehe. Tpos knna, magkausap nnmn kme ni Jolo tpos mgktxt kme ni JR tpos tnwgan ako ni JR sa house. Hai, nde pren tlga xa nagbbgo. Prng nde xa nauubusan ng mga corny na jokes. He always makes me laugh really hard. At xmpre, mhlig pren xang kmnta.. well, hbng kausap ko xa,, I tried to make a list of the songs na knanta nia and e2 eon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/jrssongoftheday.jpg target=_blank&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/th_jrssongoftheday.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know, JR is my ex. Haha. Isa xa sa mga ex ko na cneryoso ko. Kso, mnalas ako, we didn't last. Actually, ala pa nga xa one week e. Haha! Pro sa 2 days na eon, super cneryoso ko xa. And khet nde na kme non, xa prn tlga ung gs2 ko. Iba tlga xe pg mtino ang kausap mo e, khet mjo auti. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, tomorrow, we're going to present for our practical test in PE. hehe. Girl ako dun :p. Tpos partner ko c Rochelle. If you want to ask what's my costume, well, uh.. I'm going to wear a yellow top and I will match it with a white flowy skirt. And of course, I will also wear a high-heeled shoe. Grbeh, nde tlga ako snay maglakad sa mga gnon. Because I usually wear flip flops or sneakers. Hehe. I don't even have sandals nga e. Kng mron man akong ssutin, it's from my sister. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110657357980198057?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110657357980198057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110657357980198057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110657357980198057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110657357980198057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/more-better-days-to-come-sana.html' title='More better days to come (sana)'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110646501400196763</id><published>2005-01-23T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T15:23:34.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there..</title><content type='html'> So, here I go again. Uh. I changed the layout again. I'm tired of those gothic layouts that I used. So I came up with this Ashlee Simpson layout. I thinks it's nice. Don't you think? Oh well, I'm really sorry for posting loads of craps yesterday. I was just in the mood to post more stories of my life.&lt;br /&gt; Last night nga pla, Jolo called me on the phone. Grbeh, na-miss ko ung taong eon ah. We talked on the phone for few hours. Sbgay, ok lng nmn eon e. Tagal nren kmeng nde nag-usap sa fone e. Tpos eon, he told me a lot of stories, from rockers to ewan. hehe. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE WORKSHOP:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. hindi totoo ang soulmates. what is the probability that you will be able to find that special someone kung ikaw ay nakatadhana sa iisang tao sa mundo. we find that someone from our circle -- from the closest of friends and from the acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;2. hindi totoo ang opposites attract. they actually repel. personality differences among couples would cause more conflict.&lt;br /&gt;3. being attracted with someone or loving someone will never be a choice. hindi natin maiiwasan o maipipilit na magkagusto o mainlab sa isang tao.&lt;br /&gt;4. hwag daw maghanap ng kasintahan while in college. ateneo survey shows: around 25% lang ng population ang taken.&lt;br /&gt;5. for psychologists, compatibility is an essential factor in making sure that a relationship would work. many important factors directly affect compatibility like time, money, religion, etc.&lt;br /&gt;6. for a relationship to work, kailangan hindi laging magkikita ang dalawa para hindi madaling magsawa sa isa't isa -- para may misteryo lagi.&lt;br /&gt;7. studies show that women end relationships 2/3 of the time. men suffer during breakups most of the time than girls do.&lt;br /&gt;8. since we're accustomed to the men choosing the women they want, the women are just left with those who approach them. however, it is sure that whoever any man chooses is someone he really likes or loves. mas nagtataya ang mga lalaki. alam nilang 'yung kasintahan nila ngayon ay 'yun na. the women are more practical.&lt;br /&gt;9. it is very good to be realistic when coming into terms with love.&lt;br /&gt;10. whatever we see in the movies about love are most of the time not true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't want to post more stuffs about me today. I'll be silent nlng. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/spongecolacoverfinal2.jpg&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sponge Cola fever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110646501400196763?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110646501400196763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110646501400196763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110646501400196763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110646501400196763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/almost-there.html' title='Almost there..'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110640932752984568</id><published>2005-01-22T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T23:55:27.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Freakin' Bored</title><content type='html'>Knna, I searched my name at Yahoo and I found something. Naalala ko ung blog na gnwa ko nung summer. hai.. i totally forgot na nga e. that blog was hosted by bravenet.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some stuffs that i posted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL 20, 2004&lt;br /&gt;"eOn.. haHar.. la mGwa e.. uHmm.. rIgHt nOw.. aSa diGibOx aKO.. hA! la nKoNg inTerNet cArd.. aNd i'M wiT mAh fRiEnd &amp; aLso a nEigHbor.. kRiStiNE gEne.. hmM.. nGyOn nA aTa aAliS uNg fRIEnd kO e.. he'LL bE gOinG tO sTatEs na.. aYy.. sOo  sAd.. he'S sOo niCe pA nMn.. hMm.. tHiS aFtErnOon.. tLgNg nkK-bAdtRip.. soMeoNE txTed mE.. hErE's tHe #.. 09275300437.. aNd hEre'S tHe meSsAge.. "cAn yOu bE mY cSb?!" aNo kYa eOn.. aLam kO nMn nA cOUsIn kO lnG eOn nOH.. i dON't knOW whAt's wRONg wiT hiM?! he'S aLways buGginG me.. tHen aLwaYS giVe mY nUmBEr tO hiS frIEnds.. aBa! aNonG aKlA niA sKen?! fLirt?! nA kNg knikNinO lnG aKO mkKpg-txTm8.. tPOs hE aLso tOLd mE tHat i'm tHE fIrsT "beAcH' hE tExTEd.. gRbEh hA! "beAcH" dW! wROnG gRaMmaR nA nGa aNg pGkA-tXt  niA sKn nON.. pTi sPeLLinG pA.. mY gOd!! hALatAng aLa tLgng pNag-aRaLan.. tPOs nUNg iSanG aRW pA.. hE USed oTher nUmbEr To tXt mE nA lAyuAn kO nA dW c jUDd.. tPOs aNg sBe pA nIa n xA dW uNg eX  ni jUdd.. gRbEH!! nDe nMn cGro mAkiTid aNg uTak nuNg eX ni jUdd nOh,,! dOi lnG aH! tPos pNAGmu2rA pA nIa aKO.. tPos sBe pa nIa nA iPo2sT dW nIA sA iNtErNet nA "nAg-sEx" dW kME sA gALLe.. aS iF lnG hA! iBahIn niA aKo sA mGa bAbaEnG inUuWi nIa.. i'M onLy 13yRs oLd tPOs pAg-iiCpAn niA aKo ng gAnYAn!! nKkAaWa nGa tLgA.. hAi.. he'S rEaLLy a LosEr.. i mEan tOtaLLy.. aEon.. kNoW wUt?! i rEaLLy miSs mAh fRienDs nA.. sNa ngA mGkROoN nG pArtY e.. pRo  aS iF nMn pWde cLanG lHat nO.. tPOs miSs kO nReN uNg bOi cOH.. lMo eOn.. nDe nMn xE kmE uNg pLgEng mgKauSap.. mNsaN lnG kME knG mgtxT.. tPOs oNce oR tWiCe a wIk lnG kME kNg mGktA.. pRo kHet gNyaN kMe.. lOvE kO pRen yAn nOh.. aS iN.. cHka i rEaLLy tRuSt hIm..  hmM.. lEt'S sEe pAg nGpAsUkaN nA.. sNa nGa eVrYtHinG wILL bE pErFecT sA mOnThsAry nMen e.. gRbEH!!  lApEt nA!! sA 23!! i'M sOO eXciTEd!! nDe kO nGa aLam kNg aNo aNg sU2oTin kO e.. aNo nGA b?! aEoN.. pRo mNSaN.. lA lNg.. aLa xA mXdOnG tYm fOr mE.. gNon lnG nMn aNg gs2 kO e.. uNg aALagAaN aKO..  tPOs gRbEH.. lMO b., nA-tOuCh kYa aKO kGbE.. xE tNXt nIa aKo mGa 12pM.. tPOs tNnOng niA  kNg pWde nA dW b niAng i-EreSe uNg mGa KoWtS nA cNend kO sKnYa nUNg nDe pA Kme.. lMo eOn?! nDe kO aLam nA sNSavE pA pLa nIa eOn..  ahIhiHi..  hAi., gE.. bYe!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL 21, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aEan.. e2 nNmN aKo.. uHmM.. nGyOn.. aLa nMn gaAnOng naNgyRe sKn.. la tLGnG kwEnTa.. hAi., gRbeh tLga.. aLa aKng mOney!!! cYEt! sAn aKo kKuHa nG pAmbayaD nG reSerVatiOn fEe kO sA scHoOL?! sAn aKo kKha nG mOney pRa sA mOnthSary nMen sA fRideI?! xE nMn e.. hMmP.. aY eWaN..!! tRy kO nGanG uMutanG sA aMinG fRienDLy nEiGHbOr.. hehehe..  aEoN.. bKas?! aNoH b?! aALis aKo.. aCtUaLLy., nDe kO tLga aLam kNg sAaN aKO sSma.. xE gN2 eOn.. khPon., niYa2 aKo ni kRisTINe gEne.. sA biRtHdeI pArtY ni hAnnAh gOnZagA.. e sAgoT nMn dW niA laHat.. (tRy kO nGa..) ..tPos.. e2Ng aMinG fRieNDLy nEigHboR.. niYa2 nMn aKng magLakWaTsa.. hAi., xMpre., nde aKo pPyAg.. mEi hiDdeN aGenDa aTa e..  aT bKa mGLet pA aNg aKing bF.. lmO nMn..  hehehe.. tPOs.. e2 nMng c cAmaR..  hehehe.. e nAg-ya2 nA pMnTa dw nG kOstKa.. hMm?! kNinO kYa aKo sSmA?! aH! laM kO nA!! sA uMaga kEi cAmAr akO.. tPOs sA haPOn keI kG nMn aKO..  nGeOrKs! aEoN.. lm nIo b., sRap tLga nG buHaY kO nGyoN.. hehehe.. pAtaMbaY-taMbAy lnG sA amiNg nEighBor.. tPos dUn lnG kMe sA buBonG nG hAus nLa.. aStEeg nGa e..  xE dUn kMe n22Log..  aEoN.. aNoh pA b?! nGyOn nMn.. mDyO pRomLemAdO aKo.. (kLan bNg nDe?!) aI eWaN kO bA!! aNg gULo!!! cYet!! xE pRnG nAasar sKn c jUdd kO.. .. aRrGgHh..!!! nAiiYak nKoh!!! ..  i'M dEsPerAte!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. c Judd tlga! haha! Kng nde nio pa alam, Judd is my ex. Eon lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, here are my ultimate crushes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image 1: &lt;b&gt;Paul Walker&lt;/b&gt; - From 2fast 2furious. Asteeg!&lt;br /&gt;Image 2: &lt;b&gt;JC Intal&lt;/b&gt; - The Baby Rocket! I love him!&lt;br /&gt;Image 3: &lt;b&gt;Uh..&lt;/b&gt; - xa.. the boy in my wallet..&lt;br /&gt;Image 4: &lt;b&gt;Brandon Boyd&lt;/b&gt; - He's so damn sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/paulwalker.jpg&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/jc2.jpg&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/crux1.jpg&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/brandon.jpg&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. C;&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/7732298-110640932752984568?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110640932752984568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110640932752984568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110640932752984568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110640932752984568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-freakin-bored.html' title='I&apos;m Freakin&apos; Bored'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110637941529514733</id><published>2005-01-22T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T15:36:55.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Lost the Person that I Finally Learned to Love</title><content type='html'>If there's something that I'll regret for the rest of my life, it is if i denied the fact that I learned to love him, but I lost him. If you want to know who he is, it's Zim. I don't care if he'll read this or what so ever. This is my blog anyway. And I know, no one will fcuking care of my blog. Hehe. Yes, I lost him. Now what? &lt;b&gt;Stef is trying her very best to stop thinking about him and avoid him. But she can't. She likes him can't you see?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I didn't really expect to fall with someone like him. Actually, he's not really my type. Zim is a naughty boy who lives near our street. And the type of person I like is something like a "boy-next-door mixed with genius type." And I find it really hard to find something like that. Zim was a good and nice friend. &lt;b&gt;I always feel safe and comfortable when I talk to him. As if he's my best friend. I never get ashamed of what I'm doing when I talk to him.&lt;/b&gt; He's really a humorous person though he admits he is a shy type of guy. He's 5'9'' and senior at ICPS. Well, enough of that personal informations about him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night, me and Vicky was chatting on the YM, she told me to tell my feelings for him. But I can't. &lt;i&gt;Wala dn nmn xeng mangyyre kng sbhn ko sknia e. C Karla ung gs2 nia, not me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things will never be the same again. I just lost him without know how and why. &lt;i&gt;Bkt gnon? Kng klan na-fall na ako sknia, dun xa mwwla?&lt;/i&gt; Sbgay, he didn't lost any. He never really liked me anyway so why should i fcuking care? Arrgghh! I think it's time to say goodbye to my kilig moments everytime I think of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amp! &lt;b&gt;Why can't they just let me be happy? Even just for a week?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I went to school to attend our reach out. We went to Bagong Silang, Fairvew to visit and help children there. People there was so nice to us. They treated us as like their friend. How come it seems they don't even have problems? Anyway, I got the chance to be with 2 kids, Leary and Marimar. I can't believe that prices in that place was cheap. The turon costs P2, cheese sticks for P1, gulaman for P1 and a whole lot more. Hai, &lt;b&gt;I will surely miss that place.&lt;/b&gt;And I want to come back there some other time, maybe on summer if my parents will allow me to. Good thing I took a picture knna. c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Bad3p ako knna. I can't contact Matthew to accompany me sa Galleria. So it means one thing, I will not watch Sponge Cola. Hmph. Pro somehow, ok lng skn. Atleast db? I can save money for rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Uh.. I'm planning to go to Starbucks later and buy some drinks to forget my fcuking problems. It's the best way to ease the pain I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If You Asked Me To- Celine Dion&lt;/b&gt; (I just love that song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to be that I believed in something&lt;br /&gt;Used to be that I believed in love&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I've had that feeling&lt;br /&gt;I could love someone&lt;br /&gt;I could trust someone&lt;br /&gt;I said I'd never let nobody near my heart again darlin'&lt;br /&gt;I said I'd never let nobody in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But if you asked me to&lt;br /&gt;I just might change my mind&lt;br /&gt;And let you in my life forever&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me to&lt;br /&gt;I just might give my heart&lt;br /&gt;And stay here in your arms forever&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me to&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow ever since I've been around you&lt;br /&gt;Can't go back to being on my own&lt;br /&gt;Can't help feeling darling since I've found you&lt;br /&gt;That I've found my home&lt;br /&gt;That I'm finally home&lt;br /&gt;I said I'd never let nobody get too close to me darling&lt;br /&gt;I said I needed, needed to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked me to, I will give my world to you baby&lt;br /&gt;I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Ask me to and I'll do anything for you baby, for you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me to&lt;br /&gt;I'd let you in my life forever&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last Chance- Allure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my last dance with you&lt;br /&gt;This is my only chance to do all  I can do&lt;br /&gt;To let you know what I feel for you is real&lt;br /&gt;This is the last chance for us&lt;br /&gt;This is the moment that I just (cannot let) end&lt;br /&gt;Before I know that there's a chance for us to be more than friends&lt;br /&gt;So don't let go let it last all night&lt;br /&gt;This is my last chance to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;I kept my feeling so deep&lt;br /&gt;I kept my dreams of you and me somewhere inside&lt;br /&gt;Although I prayed that you would see it in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;But this is my last chance to say&lt;br /&gt;What's in my heart before you stay out of my life&lt;br /&gt;And then you'll understand the way I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;So hold me close cause it feels so right&lt;br /&gt;This is my last chance to make it mine&lt;br /&gt;Make this dream reality&lt;br /&gt;So close and you're so far&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find your way into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Gotta speak my mind&lt;br /&gt;Gotta open up to you this time&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you slip away tonight&lt;br /&gt;This is my last dance with you&lt;br /&gt;This is my only chance to do all that I can do&lt;br /&gt;To let you know that what i feel for you is real&lt;br /&gt;So don't let go&lt;br /&gt;Just make it last all night long&lt;br /&gt;This is my last chance to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;end&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/7732298-110637941529514733?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110637941529514733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110637941529514733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110637941529514733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110637941529514733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-lost-person-that-i-finally-learned.html' title='I Lost the Person that I Finally Learned to Love'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110631285743730177</id><published>2005-01-21T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T21:24:22.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel so Invisible</title><content type='html'>Arrgghh! I want to cry at this very moment! I'm hopeless. I'm desperate. What did I do to make him stay away from me? &lt;i&gt;Ano eon? After nia akong ipa-fall.. bgla nlng xang ggnon? Sbgay, nde ko rin nmn xe sknia inamin na I'm falling for him e.. Amp. &lt;/i&gt;And now I feel so invisible, as if I don't even exist in this damn world! Gnyan n b ako ngyon? I want to be mean to him. I want to delete his number on my phonebook. I don't even want to see his sister. (His sister is studying at Stella. Now you have a clue.) But I can't be mean to him. I can't forget his face. I can't forget the way he talks to me. Arrghh. &lt;b&gt;Bkt sa dme png pwde akong ma-fall, sknia pa. I didn't expect that I would fall for him. Ano bng meron sknia?&lt;/b&gt; Hai, let's see what will happen tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a not so good day for me. I just passed the test knna sa bio. Thank God, ala pa akong bagsak sa Bio. Lowest score ko, 17/25. Hehe. Tpos knna, nde ko tlga ma-gets ung descussion nmen sa math. Hai. Ppturo ako sa sister ko tomorrow. Tpos I failed in our quiz sa Music. Hehe. Nde tlga ako mgling dun ever. Ung mga major and minor scale chuva. Tpos our group presented "The Tiger and the Brahman." Asteeg tlga ni Jeane. Haha! Tpos 22/25 kme dun. Tpos after our last subject, I cleaned our room then we practiced for our practical test in PE. Eon lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current LSS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tatlong Araw- Parokya ni Edgar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TELEPONO - by sugar free&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natatandaan mo ba kagabi apat na oras tayong nagbabad&lt;br /&gt;sa telepono inabutan na tayo ng umaga non&lt;br /&gt;ngunit bakit ngayon malamig ka bigla&lt;br /&gt;magdamag na sa tabi mo wala man lang hello&lt;br /&gt;hello hello hello naririnig mo pa ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;kung wala na tayo sa telepono&lt;br /&gt;pag andito na tayo sa tunay na mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;hello di na kita naiintindihan&lt;br /&gt;malabo na ba ang linya sa ating dalawa&lt;br /&gt;hello gising ka pa kaya?&lt;br /&gt;hello nahihilo na ako sa yo&lt;br /&gt;tuwing gabi pag nagriring ang telepono ikaw ang naiisip ko&lt;br /&gt;di na baleng bukas wala na ulit&lt;br /&gt;kung ngayong gabi tumawag ka na lang&lt;br /&gt;tumawag ka tumawag ka, o pls tumawag ka naman&lt;br /&gt;dahil kailangan lang marinig ang boses mo&lt;br /&gt;o ngayong gabi, managinip, managinip ulit tayo&lt;br /&gt;sa sarili nating mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110631285743730177?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110631285743730177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110631285743730177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110631285743730177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110631285743730177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-feel-so-invisible.html' title='I Feel so Invisible'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110614537419780662</id><published>2005-01-19T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T22:40:47.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Gone</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not blogging yesterday. I was so busy reviewing for our quiz knna in Social. Good thing I passed. Hehe. But there's no reason to be happy. Now, he's gone. &lt;i&gt;Gnyan nmn tlga e. Pag na-fall k na.. dun xa la2yo.. amP!&lt;/i&gt; Lesson learned:&lt;b&gt;Don't expect too much.&lt;/b&gt; I expected too much from him that hurt me so much. Uh.. nde nmn so much. Hehe. Pro db?! He made me fall for him, and now, prng pinaasa lng nia ako sa wala. See? I'm so stupid when it comes to lovelife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. There's still a kilig factor when me and my ex meet. Hai.. Super tingin nmn xa skn knna. Hai, I miss him na tlga. He's the only person who makes me feel extra special. He's the person who gave me a reason to love my life. He's the person who really tries to help me and change me to be a better person. &lt;i&gt;Super laking kawalan nia tlga skn.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;I shouldn't let him go.&lt;/b&gt; tsk3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. Not a good day for me today. &lt;i&gt;Nde ako mxdong nkpg-recite sa bio. Actually, ala nga e. Nwla nga ako e.&lt;/i&gt; I hope tomorrow, mkpg-recite na ako. I've read my sister's notes na rin nmn e. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm so into Spongecola. I really lurve their songs especially "Jeepney" and "Lunes."Pro xmpre, the best prn ung "Crazy for You." Well, I think they are all Ateneans. Hehe. Nice. Lol. Duh? Who cares anyway? It's not the school that matters db? It's the quality of their song. By the way, Chris Cantada is cute ah. Haha. But Yael's voic is sort of like Alex Band's. Hehe. I hope someday I can watch them live. Of course, gs2 ko dn ung Bamboo, Sugarfree and Parokya ni Edgar. Hehe. By the way, I'm planning to watch Sponge Cola on January 22 at Galleria. I'm keeping my finges xd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought nga pla a Candymag and a Seventeen and I used my money. Hai. No more money nnmn. :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I did today:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bought magazines&lt;br /&gt;- downloaded songs&lt;br /&gt;- surf surf surf&lt;br /&gt;- took a nap&lt;br /&gt;- did my assignment in social&lt;br /&gt;- read my book in bio and my sister's notes&lt;br /&gt;- watched "That Thing You Do" and "Spongebob"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tatlong Araw&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parokya Ni Edgar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Tatlong araw lang pala &lt;br /&gt;Ako naging maligaya &lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko man lang napuna&lt;br /&gt;Tatlong araw ko'y tapos na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Araw ng kalokohan aking kinagalakan&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko man lang nalaman na ako'y masusugatan&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako makapaniwala at ako'y natulala&lt;br /&gt;Lumulubog lumalala ngunit bat biglang nawala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatlong araw naging masaya isang taong lumuluha&lt;br /&gt;Bakit mo kya nagawa bakit ka hindi naawa&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit kung mapagbibigyan ang patalim ay hahawakan&lt;br /&gt;Kahit na magmukhang timang basta magkabalikan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2:&lt;br /&gt;Tatlong araw lang pala ako naging maligaya &lt;br /&gt;Bakit hindi ginawang lima tatlong araw ko'y tapos na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coda:&lt;br /&gt;Tatlong araw(5x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110614537419780662?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110614537419780662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110614537419780662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110614537419780662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110614537419780662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/hes-gone.html' title='He&apos;s Gone'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110597379032473759</id><published>2005-01-17T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:56:30.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:c</title><content type='html'>Now he's mad at me again. (uh.. i think so..) And I'm not in the mood to blog today. I'm so busy of studying my lessons in Biology and memorizing vocabulary words &amp; idiomatic words from my sister's reviewer. Though I'm feeling despondency with my life, I still have to move on. Arrghh.. I'm so sorry for being indolent these past few days. I can't seem to write something interesting. My bad! haha! But I really have to immolate for my own good. I have to strive hard. I have to rock one's brain. (Do you understand what I'm saying?) Okay, my dad is here na. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110597379032473759?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110597379032473759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110597379032473759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110597379032473759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110597379032473759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/c.html' title=':c'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110586970379208046</id><published>2005-01-16T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T18:01:43.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/brownies.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/brownies.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stef craves for lots and lots of brownies!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110586970379208046?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110586970379208046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110586970379208046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110586970379208046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110586970379208046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/stef-craves-for-lots-and-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110586949052046465</id><published>2005-01-16T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T17:58:10.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> Woke up at around 10am and I didn't eat my breakfast. When I woke up, I still have sore throat and I'm not feeling well, so I just turned on the tv, watched National Geographic and didn't go downstairs until our food is ready for lunch. Eon, I ate sinigang and I'm learning to love it again. &lt;i&gt;FYI: The reason why I hated sinigang, it's because nagsawa na ako sa smell non. Because when my mom went to the States, Ate Jona cooks sinigang 2-3 times a week.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then, me and my mom went to Megamall to buy a book for my book report. Only Powerbooks sells Hellen Keller's "The Story of My Life." Then I bought Auntie Ann's chocolate mocha drink and ate their free taste pretzels. &lt;i&gt;Tpos onting window shopping.&lt;/i&gt; Then we went to the supermarket and ate Samurai's specialty which my mom craves for and a Jamaican patty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can see that in every escalator and main doors, &lt;i&gt;mron mga Chinese or Taiwanese peeps na lumalapit&lt;/i&gt; and they ask for donations. &lt;i&gt;Nung una, ayaw ni mommy na magbigay. Kaya hindi ko na rin pinansin. Pero habang kumakain kame, naicpan nren ni mommy na magbgay. I think, she only gave less than 10bucks. E xmpre, since nde ako nakapagbigay ng gift sa isang street children, I decided to give dn. E pro, bbgay ko lng eon pg umalis c mommy. eon nga, umalis nga c mommy, bumili xa ng drinks. Tpos I opened my wallet tpos kumuha ako ng 100 bucks then I gave it to the Chinese man. Masaya ung feeling na nakatulong ka right? Tpos they explained to me why they are doing these things. They say it's for the Quezon victims. Blah blah. Tpos a Chinese kid went to me and gave me a sticker and put it on my shirt. Napancin ni mommy na pumunta ako dun. Then she asked how much I gave, sbe ko nmn 20 bucks lng. E xe nmn e, alam ko nmn na ppglitan nia ako pg cnbe ko 100 bucks ang bngay ko. Tpos eon, I opened my wallet again tpos kinuha ko ung 2 stickers na nakalagay sa shirt to tpos nlagay ko eon sa isang ampao. hai, sarap talaga ng feeling.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After eating our miryenda, my mom decided to go home na since we both don't like Megamall. But hey! I'm learning to love Megamall na ah! Me and my mom had a 30 minute road trip bago kme mkdting sa house.&lt;i&gt;Mdyo naligaw xe kme e. Hehe. Pro ok lng, alang traffic nmn e. Kea masaya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have to go na, pnta pa kme ng church later e. Then aral pa ako for my quizzes on CL &amp; Social. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110586949052046465?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110586949052046465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110586949052046465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110586949052046465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110586949052046465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/woke-up-at-around-10am-and-i-didnt-eat.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110579352802966504</id><published>2005-01-15T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T20:52:08.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Tigg's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>  I woke up early at 7.15am. I thought me and my barkada will meet at 9pm. But to make sure, I called Tiggs, Frennie and KG but I only ended up talking to KG. Tiggs and Frennie didn't answer their fone. I asked KG some details about the plan and she said that we will meet sa KFC at 10pm. Actually, while I was talking to KG, she was screaming and yelling at me for waking her up so early. Hehe. My bad! Haha! Took a bath after 2 hours, then guessed what I'm going to wear. I finally decided to wear a yellow top, a flowy balloon skirt with my ballet flats. Too bad, my sister's cabinet was locked. So I checked my cabinet and find my "MONKEY ASS" tee and I can't find it so I went downstairs and asked Ate Jona if she knows where my tshirt is. She said, she just washed it and I thought that my sister used it without asking any permission. Arrgghh! I was so mad this morning! I couldn't help but scream and lock our room. I can't seem to find anything to wear. And I ended up wearing a black top, my ultra comfy jeans and a white flip flops. The, I rushed at KG's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  KG and I went at KFC as fast as we could because we thought that we were late. But when we got there, our friends are still not there, which means, no one is waiting for us. So we went at National Bookstore (Main) to buy "The Story of my Life" by Helen Keller which we need for our book report. But the book was out of stock. Tpos, I serched for an UPCAT and ACET reviewer. I know, I am so excited getting to college. But atleast, at this very moment, I'm trying to be ready. I bought a MSA reviewer for 300+ bucks. Then we went back at KFC to check them out. Finally, when we got there, they (Tiggs, Vicky...) finally arrived. Pro late si Frennie and Agnes. Then we went at KFC (P.tuazon) to eat. &lt;i&gt;Grabeh, nagpakalayo pa kme pra lng mkkaen sa onting taong place.&lt;/i&gt; Then we went back at Gateway para magpa-pic and to watch a movie. The movie was nice, interesting and humorous. We watched Hilarry Duff's movie. Actually, I don't like her. And I don't like Lindsay either. Hehe. Well, I better post this na. I have to make Emkei an account here at blogspot. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110579352802966504?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110579352802966504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110579352802966504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110579352802966504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110579352802966504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-is-tiggs-birthday-party.html' title='Today is Tigg&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110570684513939607</id><published>2005-01-14T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T20:48:42.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Closing My Doors "FOR NOW"</title><content type='html'> IM CLOSING MY DOORS FOR NOW. NO MORE INFATUATIONS. NO MORE CRUSHES. STUDIES WOULD BE ON MY PRIORITIES. BYE *****, UNLESS HE WANTS ME TOO. J/K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110570684513939607?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110570684513939607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110570684513939607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110570684513939607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110570684513939607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-closing-my-doors-for-now.html' title='I&apos;m Closing My Doors &quot;FOR NOW&quot;'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110569263032937964</id><published>2005-01-14T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T16:50:30.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of a Struggling Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So here I am again. Posting non-sense stuffs that happen in my life. Hehe. Well, I guess my life is full of dramas. I have tons of problems but I still have reasons to smile. &lt;strong&gt;My life would be miserable without my friends and my family.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha! Enough na nga! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now, I'm in the internet shop at A-mall. I'm with Janine, Chanco and Vicky. But before we got here, we went at Mcdo and have our mirienda. But what I ate at Mcdo is not a "mirienda." Because I ate chicken, spaghetti, fries and I added extra rice. "Ainco, patawad Zim kng dme nnmn akng knaen." Knna nmn, short period kme so 3pm ung dismissal nmen. Xe we had a mass again. Nkkasar nga e. Xe natabi ako sa mga 1st year. Gago xe c Vicky e. HMph. But that's ok. Puro bitin ang subjects nmen knna. Prang ung mga subjects knna e puro interesting except for Music. I really hate our music teacher. She looks like a witch. j/k. Tpos she's gets mad easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So eon, I brought my fone today and tinakot ako ni Vicky na mei inspection dw. Xmpre, takot nmn ako. Hehe. That's enough for now. I have nothing to say na. BYe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110569263032937964?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110569263032937964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110569263032937964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110569263032937964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110569263032937964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/life-of-struggling-daughter.html' title='Life of a Struggling Daughter'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110561494932491625</id><published>2005-01-13T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T19:19:03.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad3p knna..</title><content type='html'>Eon, bad3p ako knna thats why I went home REALLY early. I don't want to burst my anger sa school noh. Chka I just realized, mxdong mababaw ang reason ko para maasar. Pro bkt nmn ang insensitive nia. Khet na sbhn niang joke eon, it hurts my feelings. hai, pro I'm not mad at her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlast, friday na bukas and we have no assignments. We even have no quiz! Yey! Pro, I still have to review my lessons whether I like it or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tigg's birthday party will be held on Saturday morning, 9am at Mia's house, I think. They say we're going to watch a movie. Pro cgro sa afternoon, I'll go back to Cubao, xe bka Zim &amp; I will go out. Pro kng nde, it's fine with me. Punta rin nmn ako sa National Bookstore (Main) to buy a book for my book report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala b keong napa2ncn sa blog ko ngyon?! New layout everyone! This is the version 6 of this blog featuring NONE. I got this layout from &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/"&gt;blogskins.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; Pro I not so contented with this kind of layout. I guess I'll change this if I find a better layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/beforeimetyou.gif&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/thbaby.gif&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/stefanie07/youaskedwhatwaswrong.gif&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/7732298-110561494932491625?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110561494932491625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110561494932491625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110561494932491625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110561494932491625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/bad3p-knna.html' title='Bad3p knna..'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110552889119320482</id><published>2005-01-12T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T19:31:30.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life as a Stellan</title><content type='html'>I've been studying at Stella Maris College for almost 9 years. But now, I feel like hating it. It's not because of our school's standards but I hate how other people think about our school. Pro db?! Who cares?! Why should I care if others think that Stellans are flirts and stuffs like that?! Hai.. By the way, I also don't like the environment there. It's not because of the "on-system," it's because I don't like how the higher years treat the lower years. Pra bng maangas cla. Actually, I hate it! And now, another thing that really makes me hate my school is because of my deteriorating grades. Pro db?! Why should I blame my school if it's really my fault? Arrgghh! What's happening to me?! Pro it makes me really mad whenever they say that Stellans are pok2 or what so ever. Db?! Khet nmn mangyre eon seo, you'll feel mad db? But if we think of the reality, yes, there are some flirts in our school and so what? Why do they have to yell it at the mall?! I don't know if you feel how it feels to be discriminated just because of your school. And I don't know if you get it. Hai. 2 years nlng. Graduate nren ako ng highschool. Pro there's always something that makes me love my school, it's my friends and my favorite subject, Biology. Hehe. See? They are always there for me. Pro I can't say na sa lahat ng friends ko, lahat sila true friends. (Bato bato sa langit, ang tamaan wag mgglet..hehe) And I want to thank them. Hehe. I really thank God for giving them to me and being part of my life. Drama b?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**If you want to know what's on my list of assignments, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math:&lt;br /&gt; yellow pad&lt;br /&gt; summary sheet&lt;br /&gt; Read and study pages 114-117&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CL:&lt;br /&gt; Quiz on Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio:&lt;br /&gt; Define the terms:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cerebrum&lt;br /&gt;2. Cerebellum&lt;br /&gt;3. Medulla Oblongata&lt;br /&gt;(blah blah blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipino:&lt;br /&gt; Quiz tomorrow (Maikling Kwento)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social:&lt;br /&gt; Read and study about the World War II&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;THE: &lt;br /&gt; Bring a "bunot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**That's all folks. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110552889119320482?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110552889119320482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110552889119320482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110552889119320482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110552889119320482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-life-as-stellan.html' title='My Life as a Stellan'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110545385399264371</id><published>2005-01-11T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T22:30:53.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to be a better 'me'</title><content type='html'>If being quiet and being responsible with my studies, will help me to be a better person then I will do it. I can say, last trimester was so fucked up. I didn't do any assignments except if it was really needed. And I get too lazy to study in quizzes even in my exams. I guess this month of January will be a 'judgement month.' Pra bng nagsisisi ako. Kasi, I didn't even tried to study more. And I just stayed on the computer the whole day. So now, what I'm planning is, to study more and be more reproductive. Haha! Sounds serious right?! But starting it now maybe, somehow can help to get to a nice college. Now, I'm so busy doing homeworks, research and reviewing for the quizzes. I know it's tough but I want to change. I want my parents also my friends to be proud of me. And now, I scared of seeing my report card for the second trimester because I think I failed CL. I didn't expect to fail in CL. But I failed in our exams and I didn't even recited anything. But I passed our quizzes in CL. I hope Sir will give me a high values grade. And I'm also feeling that my grades are deteriorating. Arrghh! What's happening to me?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is Tigg's birthday. She will celebrate it on Friday with our barkada. Yey! And tomorrow, maybe I'll go to A-mall and buy a gift for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough. I'm going to review pa in our CL quiz tomorrow. And I need to prove to Mr.Monasterial that I'm listening in our discussions because everytime he calls my attention, it seems that I don't even get it and I'm not listening. But the truth is, I can't understand what he is saying. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110545385399264371?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110545385399264371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110545385399264371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110545385399264371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110545385399264371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/learning-to-be-better-me.html' title='Learning to be a better &apos;me&apos;'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110518572973564818</id><published>2005-01-08T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T20:02:09.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/loser.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/loser.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My frontmate, Vicky, gave this to me. Haha! Weird tlga non. j/k. Pro ok lng. Gnwan ko dn nmn xa e. hehe. Peace ya'll!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110518572973564818?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110518572973564818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110518572973564818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110518572973564818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110518572973564818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-frontmate-vicky-gave-this-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110518503210035207</id><published>2005-01-08T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T19:50:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Reach</title><content type='html'>Can't describe how I feel today. I feel mixed emotions. I miss him so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Eon, today, super nkkpgod.. kaasar kea.. mei pasok pa xe e.. tpos 1day lng ang pahinga ko.. pucha! smsket na ung ulo k kkaral noh.. well, bagong buhay na xe e..hehe.. eon, today, we went to Taco Bell. hehe. nde ako nabusog dun ah. langya. anlaki ng gnastos ko tpos nde man lng ako nabusog?! kng nabusog man ako, it's because of the pepsi. hehe. pro i took a pic of what i ate ah. haha! soe eon, i got my grade in math. ok lng nmn. nde ako bagsak. tpos mataas rin ung mga quizzes ko this week. haha! i'm proud of myself. hehe. eon. bumili nren ako ng 24/7 ko. yey! mkkpg-txt na ule ako.. hai.. ka-ym ko ngyon c lee (my first crux here in our street. gr.4 pa ako nun ah) c jr (ex ko ng 2days. pro until now, i still like him) and pingas (crux ko nung 2nd trim and ngyon, ayw ko na sknia.. hehe) soe eon.. hehe.. mjo tampo ata skn ngyon c ida.. xe nde na ako smsma sa mga lakad nla.. hehe.. and she thinks na it's because of paolo.. uh.. cgro nga.. prng mjo naiilang na xe ako.. pro ewan.. hai.. whtever.. ala na akng msbe e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;i just miss him.. :c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110518503210035207?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110518503210035207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110518503210035207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110518503210035207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110518503210035207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/out-of-reach.html' title='Out of Reach'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110509875737807545</id><published>2005-01-07T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T19:52:37.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/my%20drawing.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/my%20drawing.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Here's my drawing. Hehe. I drew this last last trimester. English ata nun e. Feel ko lng i-scan xe nkta ko e2 sa wallet ko. Hehe. By the way, in this drawing, I'm with my husband, JC INTAL.. Haha! ..Still adores him! *faint!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110509875737807545?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110509875737807545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110509875737807545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110509875737807545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110509875737807545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/yay-heres-my-drawing.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110509695634888282</id><published>2005-01-07T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T19:22:36.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/iPod_obsessed.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/iPod_obsessed.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsessed with iPod.. damn! I wanna have one!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110509695634888282?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110509695634888282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110509695634888282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110509695634888282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110509695634888282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/obsessed-with-ipod.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110509548120319337</id><published>2005-01-07T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T19:01:01.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you catch me if I fall?</title><content type='html'>"Will you catch me if I fall? Will you still be the same if I tell you I want you? Will you let me down? Will you say you love me too?" Fcuk! I hate it! Falling for him without knowing if he feels the same way too. Arrggh! Why am I so scared to tell him and express to him how I feel? Why can't I seem to forget him? What's the meaning of missing him and thinking about him all day long? Grr...! And now, it seems like he doesn't even know me. It seems like he doesn't even care for me. Fine! I know! He's not into me! But why is he making me fall for him more and more and more? ...and not catch me when I fall? He's the one I'm thinking every minute I get. Is this infatuation or not? Why can't I escape this feeling? When I know he doesn't feel the same way too. I'm hopeless. I'm lonely. I'm depressed (what the...?!) I've never felt this before. And I didn't expect to fall for him. Because at first, I really didn't like him. And if he's reading this right now. Hai.. I don't know what to say. Maybe I'll be so ashamed of myself. Because after teasing him and stuffs like that, I will fall for him? I don't get it. I miss him so much. I want to call him, but I'm too shy to talk to him. I want to text him, but I don't know what to say. I fell for him whithout knowing the real him. But it feels like whenever I talk to him, though I'm sad, he makes me happy, me makes me laugh without any reason and he makes me feel in love again. He's so nice to me. But I don't know what it means.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home at 5pm. Me and my friends went at Mcdo (New Frontier)and ate a lot of fries. hehe. Hai, tomorrow, mei classes pren kme. Damn! I'm tired of studying na ah. Prang whole week na akong nag-aaral. Good thing we have no assignments today. But tomorrow, we are going to have a quiz in English. Also tomorrow, Ms.Empleo will give us a letter (not a love letter) wherein I can see my grade for the second grading in Math. Sana nde ako bagsak. Ok lng skn khet D lng. Bsta pasado, ok na eon. Feel ko nga bumaba ako sa CL, Pinoi, Social and English. Pro sana nmn nde line of 7. hmph. Kea nga ngyon, I'm trying my best not to fail in any quizzes and seatworks e. Baa. Ayko nmn mag-summer noh. And never ako mag-summer. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i believe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been beside me&lt;br /&gt;you've been there for me to lean on&lt;br /&gt;you are a trusted friend&lt;br /&gt;and i know you're here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe in miracles&lt;br /&gt;i believe that dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;i believe you'll stay with me&lt;br /&gt;stay forever till the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you would just tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;just let me know you love me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be thanking you forever&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;i'll love you more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no way you can deny it&lt;br /&gt;i can feel, i can feel your love&lt;br /&gt;don't be afraid to tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;cause &lt;b&gt;i love you&lt;/b&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/7732298-110509548120319337?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110509548120319337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110509548120319337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110509548120319337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110509548120319337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/will-you-catch-me-if-i-fall.html' title='Will you catch me if I fall?'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110500610624253987</id><published>2005-01-06T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T18:08:26.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year.. new life.. new me.. (My First Post For 2005)</title><content type='html'>Hey! I'm back! haha! It's almost a week since I posted something here ah. And I'm sorry for that. :p .uh.. I was so tired this past few days. Of course, xe back to school nnmn. We have so many assignments, seatworks and we even had a quiz today in Biology. Good thing I listened to our discussion yesterday and thanks to my sister's biology book. Though that book was big and heavy I didn't hesitate to bring it to school. Because I know it will help me a lot and even Gehboi. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, maybe Vicky Q., my other friends and me will go to Gateway and watch Spongebob the Movie! Haha! And maybe, we'll also go to Taco Bell. Yey! I'm so excited. Hmm.. Then tomorrow, we're going to have a mass and a 30 minute class which means we will be dismissed at 3pm. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, I'm so obsessed with iPod. How I wish I could have one. Ok na skn khet mini iPod lng. (Just wanna share! Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh.. Another reason nga pla why I wasn't able to post something because I'm busy working on my Xanga. But I changed my mind. So, Blogspot pren ako. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelife: Eon, loveless pren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have to buy a new unlimited card! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110500610624253987?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110500610624253987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110500610624253987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110500610624253987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110500610624253987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year-new-life-new-me-my-first-post.html' title='New year.. new life.. new me.. (My First Post For 2005)'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110450343733849317</id><published>2004-12-31T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T22:30:37.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans for 2005</title><content type='html'>I’ve been thinking since yesterday to post my new year’s resolution today. So here it is. Uh. This 2004, it was a tough year for me. Though I gain “new” friends. I can still say I’m not yet happy or what we call “contented.” This year shouldn’t end because I haven’t said sorry to the people I have hurt. So later, I’ll text Kenneth (maybe) to say sorry though it’s her fault. Haha! I’m so mean. Haha! I’ll just forgive and forget those stupid whatsoever things that started the fight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s my New Year’s Resolution:&lt;br /&gt;1.	Be patient in love.&lt;br /&gt;2.	Stop being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;3.	Learn to accept my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;4.	Never tell a lie again.&lt;br /&gt;5.	Learn to respect my parents.&lt;br /&gt;6.	Study HARDER.&lt;br /&gt;7.	Never waste my money.&lt;br /&gt;8.	Stop making excuses just to be absent for a party.&lt;br /&gt;9.	Never use my sister’s clothes without asking permission.&lt;br /&gt;10.	Don’t find love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here’s my plan for 2005:&lt;br /&gt;1.	Help those who are in need.&lt;br /&gt;2.	Start the New Year with a smile. (not a frown)&lt;br /&gt;3.	Start and end my day with a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;4.	Stop worrying and start living.&lt;br /&gt;5.	Watch classical movies.&lt;br /&gt;6.	Attend Bamboo or anything alternative concert.&lt;br /&gt;7.	Have my braces.&lt;br /&gt;8.	Learn how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;9.	Go to the gym twice or once a week.&lt;br /&gt;10.	To do my assignments ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;11.	Have my 6610i open line.&lt;br /&gt;12.	Change the housing of the T610.&lt;br /&gt;13.	Learn to speak French.&lt;br /&gt;14.	Learn to be a good conversationalist.&lt;br /&gt;15.	Try to speak in English every time.&lt;br /&gt;16.	Try to be a straight vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;17.	Visit an ukay-ukay store.&lt;br /&gt;18.	Read a good book.&lt;br /&gt;19.	Don’t forget to RESPONSE and hear Mass on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;20.	Sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;21.	Don’t talk to strangers.&lt;br /&gt;22.	Spend a weekend with someone special at Baywalk.&lt;br /&gt;23.	Buy clothes for my doggie.&lt;br /&gt;24.	Comfort a lonely person.&lt;br /&gt;25.	Count my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;26.	De-stress myself by practicing deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;27.	Smell the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;28.	Count the stars on a moonlight night. Could be with someone special.&lt;br /&gt;29.	Go straight home when I have money.&lt;br /&gt;30.	Go to Metro Walk by commuting.&lt;br /&gt;31.	Apply for a street dance workshop on summer.&lt;br /&gt;32.	Go to the beach or a resort with my friends ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;33.	Save money to buy an iPod or just ask my uncle to buy me one. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;34.	Attend to Candymag’s soiree party.&lt;br /&gt;35.	Watch UAAP live.&lt;br /&gt;36.	Take a REAL picture of me with JC Intal and Chris Tiu.&lt;br /&gt;37.	Learn to play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;38.	Learn to play piano or guitar.&lt;br /&gt;39.	Treat my friends to Taco Bell. &lt;br /&gt;40.	Watch a movie at Gateway with someone special.&lt;br /&gt;41.	Plant a tree.&lt;br /&gt;42.	Arrange my gallery of photos then print it and put it in my scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;43.	Make love not war.&lt;br /&gt;44.	“Have a long-term lovelife.”&lt;br /&gt;45.	Always be happy no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110450343733849317?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110450343733849317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110450343733849317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110450343733849317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110450343733849317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/plans-for-2005.html' title='Plans for 2005'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110442722193411115</id><published>2004-12-31T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T01:20:21.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I so scared to fall in love AGAIN?</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about this these past few days. Why? Because I've been through a lot of heartaches. Though others don't see it. I guess, because I'm not bitter, I easily feel of liking someone. And now, I feel, I'm falling for someone. But, I DON'T WANT TO. It's not because I don't like the way he looks or something. It's because I'm scared to fall so deeply then I'll just get hurt AGAIN. I don't know why I'm like this. Maybe because I just want someone to take care of me. Maybe I just one someone to set rules for me, like, "You have to go home early when you're not with me or you family." Gets? Or maybe I just miss the feeling of being in a relationship. Don't you just love someone who asks if you're okay? Don't you just love the feeling of being loved in return? I guess I just envy those movies, or telanovelas wherein there is this couple which is really sweet. And I don't want to feel the feeling of being alone again. It may sound something not appropriate because I'm only fourteen but I WANT TO LOVE AND BEING LOVED IN RETURN. But I guess not, I'm trying to stop this feeling for this boy bacause I'm scared because he might not catch me or he might hurt me like others did to me. I want to avoid him. But I can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's hard to live alone. It's harder to choose someone you could love. But the hardest part of loving is to admit you have fallen in love with someone you didn't mean to love from the start."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's getting weird. I used to be able to say anything to you and do anything around you. Now I just avoid you for fear of falling even more than I already have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgghh! I hate it! Pro sometimes I think, why should I avoid him? Arrgghh! I want to be mean to him, but I can't.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sorry for the surveys I've posted the other day and yesterday. I was so lazy na tlga. I'm so sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. Today, I attended my pamangkins's baptismal party. We went to Megamall to have a lunch at Cabalen and I didn't like the food. Pero nabusog ako dun ah! Haha! Then, KG &amp; I went to Frio Mixx and I we bought some drinks. That's all. Bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I swear not gonna tell the name of that man until... secret! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110442722193411115?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110442722193411115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110442722193411115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110442722193411115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110442722193411115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/why-am-i-so-scared-to-fall-in-love.html' title='Why am I so scared to fall in love AGAIN?'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110431299500685510</id><published>2004-12-29T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T17:36:35.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Survey</title><content type='html'>Message: what type of guy/ GIRL(?) are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. moody? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; mjo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. papansin?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; minsan.. hhe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. duwag sa dilim?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ok lng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. warfreak?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. chinit(o/a), mestis(o/a), moren(o/a)? -- &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hulaan mo.. hha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. patapon?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. materialistic? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; uh.. mnsan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. choosy?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; mjo rin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; yep.. sbe nla e.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. corny?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; inaamin ko na nga e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. mapagmura?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nope.. naggnon lng ako pg mnsan nagulat ako or mnura dn ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.adik?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; knno? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. alcoholic?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. makulit?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. pinoy?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 1/4 chinese aku eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.matakaw?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; sobra... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. mataray?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; pg nde ko klala xmpre.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. sikat?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; kng skat ako, e di sna na-victim na ako.. wahehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. stirero?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; minsan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. selosa?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; yep pro patago ako xmpre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what type of GUY/girl do you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. cute? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ang cute kea e pang-aso.. haha! bsta mei itsura,, ok na eon.. nde ko klngan ng super gwapo or something, iba nmn xe ang niha2nap ko e.. woshoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; xmpre,, tpos sincere pa.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. macho/sexy?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ung tama lng. nde mtba nde rin payatot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. understanding?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; dapat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. madalas mag paramdam?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; bsta consistent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. matalino/masipag mag-aral?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; bsta madiskarte at responsible and xmpre nag-aaral ng mabute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. younger or older syo? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ka-age or 1-2 yrs older sken... hnggang dun &lt;br /&gt;lng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. wild? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ung tama lng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. party boy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; mas gs2 ko ung mga boy-next-door e. ok lng ung mag-party2, pro dpt nde plge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. masungit?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; sapukin ko xa jan e. sungitan nia ako. utut nia. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. funny?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; shempre! dpat mei sense of humor. ok lng dn skn khet corny, atleast tntry nia akong mpsaya db?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ok lng. pro ala nmn xang dpt pagselosan e. panget nmn ako.wahehehe. chka dpat asa lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. chinit(o/a)? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ok lng khet nde. pro na-turn-on tlga ako sa mga chinito. dagdag points lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. matangkad sayo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; xmpre, ayko ng mas maliit skn noh. ampanget nmn tingnan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. mayaman?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ok lng. or khet average lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. galante?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ung tama lng dn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Mushy?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; wag nmn ung nakakairita na.. pls lng! -&gt;oo nga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. matured or prang bata type of guy/girl? -- &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; in between... yoko kc ng sbrang matured na gs2 ko masasakyan din ung pgka-batang isip ko.. tpos gs2 ko rin ung child at heart.. xe pg matured nmn mxdo, prang alang thrill. nde keo mkkpgsaya. gets?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. maraming kilalang guys/girls?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ok lng. bsta ala xang gs2 sa isa dun. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. kamukha mo?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hai, ang swerte nmn nia kng kamukha nia ako. ang gwapo non cgro. haha!&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/7732298-110431299500685510?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110431299500685510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110431299500685510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110431299500685510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110431299500685510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/another-survey.html' title='Another Survey'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110423936393785236</id><published>2004-12-28T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T21:09:23.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not feeling well..</title><content type='html'>..so it means, i'm lazy to blog today.. tomorrow nlng..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110423936393785236?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110423936393785236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110423936393785236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110423936393785236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110423936393785236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-not-feeling-well.html' title='I&apos;m not feeling well..'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110423926576893042</id><published>2004-12-28T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T21:07:45.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>: 1. posible bang mahalin mo pa rin ang isang taong pinagpustahan ka?! &lt;br /&gt;***** nde e. why should i trust him db?! e prng niloko nren nia ako e. i'm not stupid nmn pra pumayag ng gnon noh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. mamahalin mo ba ang taong mhal ka kaso wlang gngwa? &lt;br /&gt;***** nope.. ang gs2 ko xe, nkkta ko sa mga efforts nia e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. e pano kung malabo xa..puro hint lang yung binibigay? &lt;br /&gt;***** ano eon?! ayko nmn mag-conclude ng kng ano2 noh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. anong ggwin mo kpag nalaman mo na panakip butas ka lang pala? &lt;br /&gt;***** malay.. pro sna, nde ako nadala sknia.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. kaya mo bang maghintay para s taong mhal m? &lt;br /&gt;***** yep.. kyang-kya ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. d ka b mgseselos kpg nlman mo na may mhal nang iba yung taong mhal mo? &lt;br /&gt;***** ok lng.. xe xmpre mnsan, db iicpn mo rin, prng "sana ako nlng ung ni-love nia?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. pano kung may nagpppansin sa mhal mo tapos looking good yung guy/gurl, wud you still give it a shot to win d prsn's heart or wil u play safe? &lt;br /&gt;*****baa.. ppncn xa jan.. upakan ko xa jan e.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. bkt mo mhal ang taong mhal mo?&lt;br /&gt;***** cause he makes me feel special in different ways. i feel secured when i'm with him. he takes care of me. he loves me so much. ..dte eon.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. may naging bf/gf ka na ba? &lt;br /&gt;***** what do u think?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. naka-move on ka na ba? pano? &lt;br /&gt;***** cgro, pro i can't seem to forget him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. completely o may naiiwan pang feelings? &lt;br /&gt;***** xmpre mei naiiwant pren na feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. pano kung ayaw sau ng frnds ng mhal mo? &lt;br /&gt;***** cgro i'll talk to them pro kng ala prn, ala tlga akong mggwa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. differentiate crush, love &amp; infatuation: &lt;br /&gt;***** crux is prng paghanga lng, infatuation nmn e prng instant crux, prng llng.. lyk mo lng xa.. then love, when ur willing to sacrifice for that person and everytime you are with that person, u feel secured, happy, and everything and ur don't want to lose that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. d kaya infat/crush lng yan? &lt;br /&gt;***** i think so.. pra skn, if i like a person, iicpn ko lng na infatuation lng eon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. pano kung napunta sa iba yung mahal mo? &lt;br /&gt;***** i'll do everything xmpre pra nde xa mppnta sa iba. bkt ko hhyaan db?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. papayag ka bang umalis yung taong mahal mo para sa ibang tao? &lt;br /&gt;***** kng pra sa family or friends,ok lng.. pro kng for another gurl, utut nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. torpe o mabilis? &lt;br /&gt;***** average&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. type mong girl/guy? &lt;br /&gt;***** just like my dad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. will you still talk to the person hu broke ur heart or whom you broke their heart? &lt;br /&gt;***** oo nmn.. khet hi hello lng.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. kakalimutan mo ba yung pinagsamahan nYo ng taong minahal mo dahil may dumating na sm1 much much bettr sa knya&lt;br /&gt;***** ewan ko.. dpende sa situation..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110423926576893042?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110423926576893042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110423926576893042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110423926576893042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110423926576893042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/survey_28.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110423788558532263</id><published>2004-12-28T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T20:44:45.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>Message: 1.I can't live without ______&lt;br /&gt;= oxygen, family especially my dad, friends, home, food, money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If only I could________&lt;br /&gt;= ..just tell him how much i miss him. haha!&lt;br /&gt;  ..help those who are in need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't want to be________&lt;br /&gt;= ..invisible..&lt;br /&gt;  ..alone anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to see________&lt;br /&gt;= my friends! my tropa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I want to be____&lt;br /&gt;= successful, happy &amp; contented.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I want to eat______&lt;br /&gt;= nah.. i'm full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I miss _________&lt;br /&gt;= my school, my tropa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I want to get________&lt;br /&gt;= a iPod, new fone, lots of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm planning ________&lt;br /&gt;= to go to China on summer, if my parents will allow me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I want to change my________&lt;br /&gt;= bad attitudes, room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I want to quit________&lt;br /&gt;= ..from being childish sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;  ..from wanting him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I love _________&lt;br /&gt;= God, family, friends, world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I hate _________&lt;br /&gt;= gross stuffs.creepy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I'm proud to be________&lt;br /&gt;= pinoi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm NOT regretting________&lt;br /&gt;= ..secret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tomorrow I'm going to_________&lt;br /&gt;= shop! shop! shop! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I'm excited about ________&lt;br /&gt;= baptism of my new pamangkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I'm happy because_________&lt;br /&gt;= ..i have lots of money for me to buy something practical.&lt;br /&gt;  ..vacation..&lt;br /&gt;  ..my family is there for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I'm sad because________&lt;br /&gt;= ..of what's happening in our country..&lt;br /&gt;  ..of what's happening in the world..&lt;br /&gt;  ..some are not happy this christmas, just like me..&lt;br /&gt;  ..pao said zim is mad at me, AGAIN..&lt;br /&gt;  ..i'm not feeling well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I'm into ______&lt;br /&gt;= flip flops, ballet flats, gadgets, anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I'm thinking of _____&lt;br /&gt;= you. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I'm going to ______&lt;br /&gt;= post something in my blog.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110423788558532263?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110423788558532263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110423788558532263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110423788558532263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110423788558532263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110415744432639507</id><published>2004-12-27T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T22:24:04.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Really Better Off Alone?!</title><content type='html'>nah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110415744432639507?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110415744432639507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110415744432639507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110415744432639507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110415744432639507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/am-i-really-better-off-alone.html' title='Am I Really Better Off Alone?!'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110415013310460590</id><published>2004-12-27T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T22:25:50.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>eo! i'm back! super busy tlga ako, tpos tntmad tpos i can't find time to blog. hehe. sorry tlga. ehehe. eon, uh.. ala akng gnwa kundi kmaen ng kmaen.. haha! oi, pro diet ako ngyon ah! gagu xe c zim e! tntukso akong chubby! baaaa... joke lng. &lt;strong&gt;oi, kng c zim man ang nagbbsa n2.. uyy.. tuwa na xa.. na special mention xa.. haha! &lt;/strong&gt;uh.. and2 ako ngyon sa haus nla 2r. boring xe dun sa xmas party knna e, kya sumama nlng ako. pra mag-net chka mei sket xe c tor e. wawa nmn. anlakas nga ng hilik e. haha! tas eon, uh. dme nnmn akong money ngyon,, haha! pro nde ko alam kng ano ang ggwen ko dun sa money. ehehe. hmph. pro ang gs2 ko, bli ako ng 1jeans, 1beige pants, another flip flops, and kng ano pa. and guess what, nkbili ako ng flip flops which is exactly like havaiannas. haha! tpos nkuha ko xa for 90bucks. ang gleng ko tlga! haha! tpos eon, nung dec.25, party lng dn sa mei house. pro dun sa father's side ko. tpos khpon, mgktxt kme ni aj, my pamangkin, tpos from xavier. grbeh, ang nice nia tlga. tpos eon, mgka-frndstr nren kme. ehehe. eon, 2morrow, bka pmta kme sa galleria. pro bka nde rin ako ssma. ehehe. mas gs2 ko xe pag aalis ako, ung mkkpamili ako. chka lalo na pg ksma ko na momie &amp;amp; ate noh. eon pa! haha! maarte cla e. ehehe. tas eon, ala na akong msbe e. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110415013310460590?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110415013310460590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110415013310460590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110415013310460590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110415013310460590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110381752741980129</id><published>2004-12-23T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T23:58:47.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/christ.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/christ.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the spirit of Christmas?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110381752741980129?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110381752741980129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110381752741980129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381752741980129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381752741980129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/do-you-feel-spirit-of-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110381743944361455</id><published>2004-12-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T00:00:57.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems, Problems, Problems...</title><content type='html'>Well, for me ha. Nde. Maybe some are thinking why? Okay. Here it goes. Should there be a reason to celebrate (ung "as in" ah) for christmas? E Philippines has lots and lots of problems. Alam ko, christmas nmn e. Pagbigyan na. OO nga. You're right. Pero, mnsan b, nde b pumasok sa utak nio, "Do I feel the spirit of christmas?" Ako tlga nde. E d2 nga sa house e, prng alang nagpptugtog ng mga chritmas songs. Prang ngang ako lng ang nagpptugtog ng mga gnon e. And everything seems to be quiet and lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure tomorrow, sa christmas eve nmen sa Greenmeadows, it will not be the same Christmas eve na nakasanayan ko. My 2 relatives are sick. Auntie Felica just came from the hospital also Uncle Boy. Since, mas malala ung kei Uncle Boy and he can't go to Greenmeadows tomorrow, xmpre ala ung close kong cousin, c Kaye which means, tahimik lng dun sa Greenmeadows at nakatunganga lng kme ni ate. Sbe nga ni momie e, bka sandali lng kme dun. Prng iba na xe ung feeling ng nde kumpleto ung mother's side mo on christmas eve e. xe eon na ung nakasanayan ko. though ung iba, asa states na. pro db? kung iicpn mo, they can't come xe they are sick. prng naka2lungkot icpn db?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So eon, knna, Uncle Jun invited us for a simple party. Nweiz, we are just neighbors. So eon, Celine didnt come xe na-addict na ata sa PC, just like me. Tpos c Mark nlng ung pmnta. so after nmen kmaen, Mark and I had a long &amp; nice talk. AKo xe, I find it interesting when me &amp; whoever are talking about life. Prng ala lng. So Mark opened the topic. Tpos he has this problem about his school. Prng bumababa na ung grades nia. By the way, Mark is my pamangkin but he's older than me. So eon, I didn't know that being an Atenista was hard. Lalo na when you're in high school. Lalo na when you can't do the things you want to do. DB? Xmpre, in his teenage life, he wants to have some fun. Pro, his parents wants him na prng studies lng. I mean, maski ako, ayoko ng ganon noh. Tpos he wants to transfer na to other schools. Oo nga. Mas mgnda to transfer na than to be kicked out noh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So eon, usap-usap. Tpos napag-usapan dn nmen ung crisis here in the Philippines. Actually, swerte pa nga ako e. Xe ala pang bnbnta ung parents ko na cars or whatsoever. Pro sa 22o lng, everytime i think about christmas, there's always this one thing that enters my mind, street children. Super naawa tlga ako sknla. Naawa dn ako dun sa naghi2rap. One time xe, I forgot when and where it is ah. Pro kta ko, gbeng-gbe na, mga 1.15am na eon, tpos nagtatrabaho prn cla sa street. Kwawa tlga cla. Kya nga ako e, I swear to God, after kong grumaduate, I'll find a job abroad. Khet na nurse lng ako, ok lng skn. Bsta makaalis ako d2. Tpos isa2ma ko ung family ko. Nde nmn dhel sa ikinahi2ya ko ang Philippines. E xe noh, ayko ng maghirap p kme lalo d2. I can't picture myself having no place to live. At aykong mangyre eon. Sbe nga ni Mark e, khet na mag-driver pa xa sa Germany e. Ok lng sknia. Atleast, he can drive a Mercedes Benz or a BMW db? Pro pg nka-save na cgro ako ng 25 million, bblek ako sa Philippines then magta2yo ako ng business tpos I will go to the province for a year and teach the poor children for free. I know they need me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tpos napag-usapan dn nmen c KC de Venecia. KC and I are not close. We even don't know each other. Pro when we talk about her, prng nppicp dn ako. Mark told me, bkt kya xa pa?! OO nga, bkt xa pa?! I mean, she's only 15 or 16 yrs.old. Tpos kknin nren ni God. OO nga, bkt ko i-qquestion c God? God has reasons kng bkt eon nangyre db? Hai, life nga nmn tlga. You'll never know. Malay n10, nde na n10 mkta ung taong pnka-malapit s10 db? Malay n10.. we'll never know.. kya nga, mas mgnda to say I love you sa person na eon ngyon na, alangan nmn you'll regret it forever, xe nde mo man lng nasabi how much you love him or her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E2, last na e2. Anyone who is reading this, pakitandaan e2 ah: &lt;br /&gt;Loving some1 doesn't depend where that person goes to school ok? I have an encounter xe with my batchmate. Alam ko xa, she loves to socialize with other people. Pro I really hate it when I tell her stories about my crush. Wanna know why? Not because this person goes to a not popular school, it doesn't mean he's jologs or whatsoever. Chka I'm not the girl na ang type e ung campus hearthrob. For me, mas ppliin ko prn ung person who is smart and has a good heart. I don't mind whether he's ugly or not. (Pro khet onting itsura gs2 ko ah &amp; take note: I hate jologs, ayoko ng mga salbakuta) Bkt kamo? Xe kng iicpn mo, kng ung person na eon e love na love ka &amp; ur going to be with him for the rest of your life, aanhin mo ang kagwapuhan pro doesn't treat you nice kng ung kagwapuhan dn nia e ku2lubot dn db? Labo ba? Hai,, whatever. Mag-frndstr na ako. Bye. Merry Christmas everyone!&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/7732298-110381743944361455?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110381743944361455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110381743944361455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381743944361455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381743944361455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/problems-problems-problems.html' title='Problems, Problems, Problems...'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110381503268540363</id><published>2004-12-23T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T23:17:12.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/soldiers.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/soldiers.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem #1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110381503268540363?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110381503268540363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110381503268540363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381503268540363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381503268540363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/problem-1.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110381501566922905</id><published>2004-12-23T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T23:16:55.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/rally.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/rally.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem #2&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110381501566922905?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110381501566922905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110381501566922905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381501566922905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381501566922905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/problem-2.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110381499381178915</id><published>2004-12-23T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T23:16:33.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/market.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/market.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem #3&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110381499381178915?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110381499381178915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110381499381178915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381499381178915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381499381178915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/problem-3.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110381497614391749</id><published>2004-12-23T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T23:16:16.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/fishesmarkets.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/fishesmarkets.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem #4&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110381497614391749?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110381497614391749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110381497614391749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381497614391749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110381497614391749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/problem-4.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110380067280950227</id><published>2004-12-23T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T23:10:21.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead tired AGAIN</title><content type='html'>I woke up early today. My mom woke me up at 9.30am. Hehe! Maaga na eon skn ah! Tas eon, took a bath without even having my breakfast. Nagmamadali xe kme e. Then, nagbihis na ako then went to Greenhills. Haha! Nauna ako kei Myk magising! Pro before kme pmnta sa Greenhills, pmnta mna kme sa office ni momie to get the GC. So eon, nkdteng kme sa Greenhills mga 11am. Pro nag brunch kme sa Tokyo2. Grbeh. I ate 2 cups of rice dun! Shocks! 2mtba na nga ako e. Pro cute pren ung tummy ko! haha! lol. EOn, onting libot then naghiwalay dn kme. Momie gave me a thousand bucks again. Eon, first, I bought 2vintage tshirts which cost 400bucks. Xmpre, I need to give gifts for my parents &amp; my sis noh. Una kong nabilhan dad ko, a tshirt na mei "I'm going to the gym,, bla bla bla.." for 69 bucks. Then kei ate, a pearl bracelet which I really liked which costs 7 bucks and for my mom, a lavander soap for 75 bucks also. See?! Ang gleng ko noh?! Tpos, eon.. luckily, I found what I have been looking for... *drums roll* ...a white ballet flats! tadah! haha! Sbe ng saleslady, mga 450 bucks dw eon, e ang money ko, P380 nlng.. so tinawaran ko xa.. so I got it for 380bucks! haha! I really love it! So ang kulang ko nlng,, jeans from greenhills (P350), bench flip flops (P120), have my nails done and have a new look (new hairstyle) ..Prng kumakapal na xa, which I inherited from my mom. Eon.. Hai.. I'm so tired na tlga. Bute nlng nakatulog ako ng mayos knna.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, nabigay ko na pala ung gifts ko kei momie, dadie and my sister. C ate nmn, bngay nren nia. Want to know what I got?! *drums roll AGAIN* a black tube dress!!!!! sbe ko nga kei ate e, never nia akong mkktang nka-tube! So, nung pag-uwi nmen, tnry ko ko if it looks good on me. Uh.. ok lng nmn. Pro I don't think I'm gonna wear it sa mall or something. Cgro pg mei white bolero na ako. Ehehe. Pro I can wear it sa beach. Ehehe. I'll just continue this later alrightie?! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110380067280950227?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110380067280950227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110380067280950227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110380067280950227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110380067280950227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/dead-tired-again.html' title='Dead tired AGAIN'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110372587548985410</id><published>2004-12-22T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:40:29.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ehehe</title><content type='html'>Hai.. my dad gave me a thousand bucks today to buy what i want. So me &amp; KG went to Gateway to buy my bag from People Are People. I really love it! Too bad, out of stock ung Mrs.Affleck. So I bought Mrs.Pitt. Ok lng. No Problem. Then we went to the orange mall. Sorry, I forgot the name. Then I bought a wallet for a hundred bucks. Then went to Fiesta Carnival. La lng. 3p-3p lng. Ako lng ang sumakay sa roller coaster. Ai! By the way, Later, I'll share to you the pics we have taken today. So eon, puro 3p-3p lng tlga. Then nilibre ko c KG ng buko pandan. Super tipid tlga ako ngyon. Tas we went to Ali Mall, doon kme sa mei arcade. I played the basketball for two rounds. Hai. Nag-improve na ako. Dte mga 40 lng. Ngyon, mga 58+.. haha! Then I decided to go back to Gateway to buy the big shades which I really liked. In my entire life, nde pa tlga ako nag-try na isuot ang shades. Pro nung intrams, nagpabile ako kei Agnes, pro ala png 1hour, nasira ko na. See? Haha! Soe eon, e c KG, xmpre we are both tired, ayw na niang bumalek sa Gateway. Tas eon, so nag-tingin2 nlng ako sa mei i2i. Then I bought something which is cheaper than the shades from People Are People. HEhe. 30% off xe e. And I also bought a pair of pearl earrings. Haha! Nka-5pairs of pearl earrings na ako ah. Hehe. So eon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night, ala ako mxdong gnwa. Bored nnmn ako. Then kumaen nnmn ako ng chocolate cake. Hehe. Then, ala na. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, me, my sister and my mom will go to Greenhills. Sana ibgay na skn the rest of my money pra mkbili ako ng ballet flats and a flipflops and a jeans. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110372587548985410?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110372587548985410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110372587548985410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372587548985410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372587548985410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/ehehe.html' title='ehehe'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110372624873872991</id><published>2004-12-22T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:37:28.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/101.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/101.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, myself &amp; I.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110372624873872991?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110372624873872991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110372624873872991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372624873872991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372624873872991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/me-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110372622179742792</id><published>2004-12-22T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:37:01.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/100..jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/100..jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kg. in-edit ko ean ah. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110372622179742792?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110372622179742792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110372622179742792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372622179742792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372622179742792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/me-and-kg.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110372617325461870</id><published>2004-12-22T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:36:13.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/99.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/99.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still posing at Gateway. Haha! Weirdo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110372617325461870?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110372617325461870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110372617325461870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372617325461870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372617325461870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/still-posing-at-gateway.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110372612254082424</id><published>2004-12-22T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:35:22.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/98.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/98.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the shades from i21&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110372612254082424?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110372612254082424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110372612254082424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372612254082424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372612254082424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/and-heres-shades-from-i21.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110372608105910333</id><published>2004-12-22T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:34:41.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/97.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/97.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still posing at SM. Kunware nagba2sa ng greeting card.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110372608105910333?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110372608105910333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110372608105910333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372608105910333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372608105910333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/still-posing-at-sm.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110372604282637299</id><published>2004-12-22T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:34:02.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/96.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/96.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110372604282637299?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110372604282637299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110372604282637299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372604282637299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372604282637299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/what.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110372602383783479</id><published>2004-12-22T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:33:43.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/95.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/95.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &lt;&lt;posing at the botanical garden of Gateway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110372602383783479?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110372602383783479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110372602383783479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372602383783479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110372602383783479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/me-posing-at-botanical-garden-of.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110368547837884982</id><published>2004-12-22T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T11:17:58.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/wishlist.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/wishlist.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas Wishlist! I made this last night. Llng. Bored xe ako nun e..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110368547837884982?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110368547837884982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110368547837884982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110368547837884982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110368547837884982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-christmas-wishlist-i-made-this-last.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110368571112947387</id><published>2004-12-22T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T11:21:51.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean To You</title><content type='html'>I’d like to tell you &lt;br /&gt;To go away &lt;br /&gt;Move out of my sight, &lt;br /&gt;To leave me alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d most likely shout at you &lt;br /&gt;For being darned stupid &lt;br /&gt;For being damned slow &lt;br /&gt;I’d like to be mean to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you can’t see &lt;br /&gt;How special you are &lt;br /&gt;You’re being such a toad &lt;br /&gt;You just had no idea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’d tell me about &lt;br /&gt;The girl you’ve always &lt;br /&gt;Liked but cannot have &lt;br /&gt;I’m here, can’t you see? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won’t answer your &lt;br /&gt;Damned phone calls &lt;br /&gt;Listen to your stories &lt;br /&gt;I can’t take them anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll shout at you &lt;br /&gt;Tell you to leave me &lt;br /&gt;Alone and in peace &lt;br /&gt;You’re just one reminder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of what I want but cannot have &lt;br /&gt;Of what I see but cannot reach &lt;br /&gt;You’re just so far away &lt;br /&gt;So I’ll give it all up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You simply have no clue &lt;br /&gt;That you own &lt;br /&gt;One big chunk of my heart &lt;br /&gt;And you’re eating it away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what you think, &lt;br /&gt;I can’t read your mind &lt;br /&gt;Please tell me if you’ll stay &lt;br /&gt;Because I certainly will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to break your heart &lt;br /&gt;I’d like to see you cry &lt;br /&gt;I want to be mean, but I just can’t. &lt;br /&gt;Because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110368571112947387?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110368571112947387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110368571112947387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110368571112947387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110368571112947387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/mean-to-you.html' title='Mean To You'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110364491166077700</id><published>2004-12-21T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T00:01:51.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not-so good day..</title><content type='html'>Well, eon.. Nag-internet lng ako all-day long. Good thing nde pa sumasakit ung eyes ko. Onti lng nmn xe gnwa ko e. I searched for new skin for this blog. Feel ko xe prng ampanget nung una e. So eon, for almost 5 hours ng kkhanap ng mga skins, ngyon lng ako nkhnap. Soe eon, tpos na ako mag-edit. Sandali lng nmn e. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ung sa title ko, not-so good day. Bkt? Wla lng. Prng na-bored ako sa araw na e2. Woke up too late, mga 11am. Myk tried to wake me up through miss calls. Uyy,, na-miss ko xa ngyon ah. Ala 2loi akong mtnong ka-ym ngyon. Bkt kya nde xa nag-onlyn? Hmph. Joke. Ewan ko b dun. So eon, after ko gmcng, bumaba agad ako to take my lunch. Eon, sinigang nnmn. Nkksawa n tlga ang sinigang. Since pumunta c momie sa states, nagsawa ako sa sinigang, eon na lng xe ang lgeng niluto ni ate Jonah e. Nwwlan 2loi ako ng gana pg eon ang naamoy ko. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ko kumaen, I watched &lt;b&gt;"The Notebook"&lt;/b&gt; Why? Xe prng na-curious ako. Xe when my sister watched it, super umiyak tlga xa. Ang sbe ko nga e, ang jologs nia. Hekhek. So eon, I tried to watch it. Masubukan nga. Eon nga, it was nice nmn. And to tell you, I loved it! At xmpre, naiyak dn ako. Grbeh, I didn't expect it tlga. Bgla nlng ako naiyak nung ppalis na c Ally. Ang cute tlga ng story. Pro db? Hnggng sa namatay cla, mgksma prn cla and they promised na they will still see in heaven. Hai,, so sweet. T_T Grbeh tlga. Hnggng pgktpos non, naluha prn ako. Grbeh, after 5 months, eon lng pla ang magppiyak skn ule. Haha! If you're asking kng bkt 5months? And kng ano ang nangyre dun? uh.. I think ung iba alam na e2 e. Xe sbe nla, Meh is leaving na. Pnta na dw xa ng Canada. EOn, for sure nmn xe ma-mi2ss ko xa noh. So eon, last day ng fair nmen, maga ang mata ko! Well, gnon tlga. Pro uupakan ko tlga c Meh pg nde xa natuloy sa Canada. Gagu xa! Pgktpos nia pamagain ung mata ko, nde nmn pla xa 22loi. Hai,, Soe eon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soe after kong manood, nag-net nlng ako hnggng 4.pm tas nanood ng replay ng PBL. Hai, ung laban ng Granigoose and Montana, grbeh ah.. 3 times ko na eon napanood. Ewan ko b kng bkt nlang gs2ng-gs2 eon i-replay?! Tas pgktpos non, n2log ule ako. After non, nag-dinner na ako. After non, e2.. nag-net ule. Tas kumaen ng brownies and ngyon, I'm eating a chocolate cake from Goldilocks. Actually, gs2 ko na tlga e2 ubusin. Pro xmpre, klngan magtira. Chka pra mei mkaen pa ako sa su2nod na days. Naks nmn! Eon, pro mxdong sweet e. Ehehe. Ok, it's 12.06am. Ili2bing na c FPJ bukas. Ehehe. Wawa nmn c Susan Roces. Ano kya ang feeling ng ma-byuda? So sad.. Anyway, 3 days nlng xmas na.. bye.. regalo ko.. nytie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110364491166077700?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110364491166077700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110364491166077700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110364491166077700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110364491166077700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/not-so-good-day.html' title='Not-so good day..'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110352299973311782</id><published>2004-12-20T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T14:09:59.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;color=hotpink&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fairytales&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starlight, starbright&lt;br /&gt;I wish one night&lt;br /&gt;under the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;not asking for a frog to kiss nor a lover who is &lt;br /&gt;once a beast&lt;br /&gt;i prayed for this waiting to cease&lt;br /&gt;because I'm longing for my prince&lt;br /&gt;Toxic apples are not my style&lt;br /&gt;or potions and spells that rhyme&lt;br /&gt;magic wands do not do the trick&lt;br /&gt;Faith will be the one to seek&lt;br /&gt;his palace was a long journey&lt;br /&gt;that cause me bruies and wounded knees&lt;br /&gt;when i met him at the ball&lt;br /&gt;he looked intently like i was the fairest of them all&lt;br /&gt;he said the words which were music to my ears&lt;br /&gt;and it erased the nightmares i fearedmy world &lt;br /&gt;stopped but it ws not twelve o'clock&lt;br /&gt;i did'nt lose a shoe &lt;br /&gt;the sparks continue&lt;br /&gt;so fairytales do come true&lt;br /&gt;now i believe because i have you&lt;/color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eon, sorry for not blogging yesterday. I forgot e. ehehe. And I was busy yesterday. So I almost made my plan. Nkpg-cmbang gbe ako. I ate a lot yesterday lalo na kgbe. Pro nde ako nk2log ng mahaba. Tama lng. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the party, eon.. boring! haha! Pro msya rin nmn. Kinukulit ko c Tor. haha! Pro the truth is, I don't like him. Xe nmn e,, nag-smoke xa at the age of 15. God! Ano na bng nangyyre sa mndo ngyon? Tpos, he's also a gangster. Bute nga khpn e, nde nia ako tnuksong lesbian. Haha! Ayw nia xeng mnwla e. Nde nmn tlga ako lesbian noh. Cgro mnsan boyish xe prng mhlig ako mang-3p ng mga kng ano2.. tpos super kulet ko sknia. Pro nung nkta nia ako. Wooahh! Tnwanan ko lng xa. Soe eon, pro after nmen kmaen, we just stayed at the car. Eon, sound3p. Ehehe. Pro xa,, inaantok kya n22log xa. Pro gngulo ko xa e. Kya na-bwct. Ehehe. Chka the reason why we stayed at the car because there's no signal at the party. Lge nlng "SOS Calls Only" Nkk-asar na nga e. Lge nlng gnon. Khet na d2 sa office. Soe pg nag-internet ako, I can't receive calls &amp; text messages. Grr. Soe eon, usap kme ni myk sa fone. Pro sandali lng. Pro infairness, dme kong ktxt kgbe ah. Cna wheng, ate car at and tetel. Pro nag-xchange lng kme ng mga quotes. ehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days to go at xmas na. Nde pa ako nkkbili ng gifts sa parents ko and for my sis. Hmm. After xmas, I'm planning to buy some stuffs na practical FOR ME:&lt;br /&gt; 1. The bag from People are People which costs 600 bucks.&lt;br /&gt; 2. A charm bracelet. Because I lost my charm bracelet last week, so I'm thinking, I'll replace it  nlng. By the way, it costs 150 bucks at Greenhills.&lt;br /&gt; 3. A Louis Vuitton wallet(imitation) which costs around 150 bucks. Anyway I don't need the expensive one. Haha! Since my ex-boyfriend Judd had a Louis Vuitton wallet, prng I liked it nren. Pro I prefer to have the girly wallet. And besides, nasira ung Girbaud ko na wallet. So ala akng wallet ngyon. T_T &lt;br /&gt; 4. A flipflops from People are People(P300). Hai, sana blhan nlng ako ni KG nung sa Bench. Eon din nmn xe ang sbe nia na gift nia skn for xmas e.&lt;br /&gt; 5. Pearl earrings for 40bucks. Xe nasira ko rin ung earrings ko. Chka for me, pearl earring lng or ung mga earrings ng mom ko ung gngmet ko. Ayko nung mga fancy earrings. &lt;br /&gt; 6. Black &amp; White spaghetti straps.&lt;br /&gt; 7. A perfect jeans from People are People which costs 900 bucks.&lt;br /&gt; 8. Ballet flats- P600.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all. I'll nlng the pics later. Pro you can see at my wishlist sa Others. Muah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110352299973311782?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110352299973311782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110352299973311782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110352299973311782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110352299973311782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-christmas-wishlist.html' title='My Christmas Wishlist'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110343399250553915</id><published>2004-12-19T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T13:26:32.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/so%20sw.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/so%20sw.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! lovers in paris! potah! nkk-addict! wakekers..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110343399250553915?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110343399250553915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110343399250553915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110343399250553915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110343399250553915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/haha-lovers-in-paris-potah-nkk-addict.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110343344813283798</id><published>2004-12-19T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T13:17:28.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple girl</title><content type='html'>SIMPLE GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a simple girl just trying to find what every other girl wants in life... &lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to find happiness...that will last forever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words...I'm trying to find that special someone whose hard to find...My very own prince charming &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a simple girl, fragile but sweet &lt;br /&gt;whose heart has been broken, stolen, &lt;br /&gt;or has never been returned... too many times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a simple girl... &lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's all I am &lt;br /&gt;I'm not a heartbreaker &lt;br /&gt;I'm just a simple girl, lost in the world of greed and deceit &lt;br /&gt;until my prince charming comes find me &lt;br /&gt;and loves me forever... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i won't be a simple girl anymore... &lt;br /&gt;I'll just be a girl who is...very much in love.. &lt;br /&gt;And that's enough for me to be... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these are all just dreams...just wishes &lt;br /&gt;dreams that will never come true.. &lt;br /&gt;wishes that will never be granted.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is why I'll always be a simple girl &lt;br /&gt;and nothing more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110343344813283798?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110343344813283798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110343344813283798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110343344813283798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110343344813283798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/simple-girl.html' title='simple girl'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110337915825927726</id><published>2004-12-18T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T22:12:38.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hai, kpgod nmn ngyon..</title><content type='html'>eo! and2 nnmn ako.. haha! i'm just keeping myself busy.. alangan nmng ma-bored nlng ako lge db?! eon, woke up at around 11.30am.. tas tnwagan ako sa fone ni myk.. gulat nga ako e.. ahihi.. pro nde ako nkpg-cmbang gbe.. argghh!! nde ko na xa na-kumpleto.. nde na m22pad ung wish ko.. e xe nmn e,, nkbngon na ako knna.. tas bgla kong naicp na inaantok pa ako.. hmph.. pro bukas, mag-cmbang gbe prn ako.. ehehe.. tas eon, db 2mwg c myk? pro nung tnnong nia kng kmaen na b ako ng brkfst ko, sbe ko nde pa.. bgla niang pnababa ung fone.. xe kmaen na dw mna ako.. e 11.30 na e.. kya nag-lunch nlng ako.. ang lungkot nga e.. xe ako lng mag1 kmaen.. c momie xe chka c dadie e asa wedding ng cousin ko na nde ko pa nkkta.. pro mlyo kong cousin ah.. kya eon.. tas after kong kmaen mga after 15mins. 2mwag ule c myk.. eon,, usap kme sa cel ng five mins. ehehe.. 24/7 na xe kme e.. yehoo! haha! tas eon,, naicpn kong mag-mall kya tnwgan ko c camar.. gagu eon ah! pumayat b nmn ng onti.. tas conyo ung attire nia.. hayup.. haha! sayang nga e,, nde ako nilibre.. 150 lng money nia e.. e dte,, pag mei lakad kme,, 500 pa dala nian.. e ako,, knna.. 100 lng dla ko.. ung baon ko khpon.. xe nde ko nmn nagastos.. chka ala nmn dadie ko.. pno ako mkkhingi ng money db? tas eon,, libot kme nga gateway.. tas nagutom ako kya kmaen kme sa sm foodcourt.. kmaen kme ng nde masarap na pares.. pro mdmeng kanin.. kya eon ang gs2 ko.. tas ung soup,, yuck! grbeh.. prng patis na nilagyan ng tubig..! haha! pro naubos ko eon ah.. nde ko nga lng inubos ung pares.. ang tigas xe e.. mas msrap ung bnblhan dte ni dadie sa sto.domingo.. ehehe.. tas eon.. pmnta kme ng ali mall.. onting libot.. dpt nga iinom kme sa frio knna e.. kso ayw b nmn ako ilibre?! 20 bucks nlng xe money ko.. utang lng nmn ako sknia ng 15bucks e.. ayw b nmn.. hmph.. tas eon,, nagbalak dn kmeng mag-net sa netopia for 30mins. e puno.. kya sbe ko wg nlng.. tas eon.. sumakit na ung paa ko kya sbe ko kei camar.. uwi na ako.. tas hnatid nia ako sa mini stop.. tas umuwi na ako.. tas bgla nlng ako nk2log.. sarap nga ng 2log ko e.. pgkagcng ko nmn.. nano2od ako ng palabas sa abs-cbn.. ung mga 'the champions' mnwla keo? nano2od ako non?! haha! ako pa! tas eon,, nood2 lng.. tas kmaen na ako ng dinner ko.. tas online na.. ean ah.. lmo na ang nangyre sa araw ko ngyon.. bye,, good nyt,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLANS FOR TOMORROW:&lt;br /&gt;* magcmbang gbe&lt;br /&gt;* mag-24/7&lt;br /&gt;* umattend ng party ni marian&lt;br /&gt;* mkpg-blog ule&lt;br /&gt;* kmean ng mdme&lt;br /&gt;* m2log ng mhbang mhba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muaH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110337915825927726?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110337915825927726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110337915825927726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110337915825927726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110337915825927726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/hai-kpgod-nmn-ngyon.html' title='hai, kpgod nmn ngyon..'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110327682324128563</id><published>2004-12-17T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T17:47:03.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waahh! miss nio ako?! nde ako nkpg-blog for 3days..</title><content type='html'>i'm so sorry.. sobra lng akong tnmad for these past few days.. senxa na.. mjo busy nren xe ako e.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas party nmen knna.. batch shirt kme.. at last day nmen for the year 2004.. super saya sa classroom.. dmeng foods.. tpos bgayan ng gifts xmpre.. dme ko ngang inuwe na gfts sa bahay.. tas anlalaki pa.. sa mga nagbgay skn.. ang pnka-nagustuhan ko e ung gleng kei vicky q. ..ehehe.. hai.. sna nga nde na lng xa pmnta sa oman e.. ma-mi2ss ko tlga xa.. xe nmn e.. ayw nia xe sa stella e.. mski ako nmn e.. ayko rin sa stella.. ayko MNSAN sa environment.. pro ala na ako mggwa e.. sbe xe ni dadie.. kng gs2 ko dw lumipat ng school.. dpt dte ko pa dw cnbe.. e malay ko ba.. ngyon lng ako namulat.. ehehe.. ang arte.. jke! eon.. tpos eon.. knna.. pmnta ang barkada sa house nmen.. nag-movie marathon.. super pagod tlga ako dhel 3 hours lng 2log ko.. pno b nmn.. nagcmbang gbe pa ako.. tas after non.. nde na ako naka2log.. tas eon.. nung asa bahay na kme.. una,, nanood kme ng "mean girls" tpos ung iba, bumili mna sa mini stop pra dme kmeng foods.. sarap nga e.. ehehe.. eon.. tpos bgla na nga lng ako natahimik e.. ang ingay xe nla e.. tpos pagod pa ako.. kya mjo ala ako sa mood non.. tas eon.. knna pa pla.. nag-mass kme.. 2times ko na eon sa araw na e2.. grbeh,, ang banal ko ngyon noh? haha! eon.. la na nangyre skn e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e2 nmn pra i-update ung mga nangyre skn.. nung nde ako nag-blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER 16, 2004:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; umattend ng 1st simbang gbe.. puyat xmpre.. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; absent ako..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; namili ng mga ibng xmas gfts sa frnds ko.. ung iba,, nde ko pa nabilhan.. pro sa january na ren cla..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nagtelebabad kme ni gehboi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER 15, 2004:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nbgay nren skn ni eluna ang aking sun! haha! ansaya! sori,, can't give my # here.. nde ko memorize e.. ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nkausap ko cna pao sa fone.. dhel sun kmeng dlwa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..ala na e..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110327682324128563?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110327682324128563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110327682324128563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110327682324128563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110327682324128563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/waahh-miss-nio-ako-nde-ako-nkpg-blog.html' title='waahh! miss nio ako?! nde ako nkpg-blog for 3days..'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110301749852509996</id><published>2004-12-14T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T17:44:58.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hai..</title><content type='html'>eon,, ala nmn mxdong mangyre ngyon.. pro mjo bad3p lng ako.. hai,, bumaba ung grades ko sa xsams.. lalo na sa bio.. tsk3.. nkkpnghinayang.. super.. hai,, nttmad na 2loi ako mag-blog ngyon.. soe,, dpt,, nde ako ppsok knna.. xe ala rin nmng ggwen sa skul.. oo nga.. ala rin nmng ggwen sa skul.. tpos nagsakit-sakitan ako sa mom ko knna.. sbe ko pa nga e,, "mom, i can't go to school today.. i'm not feeling well.. i have muscle pain" ..pro,, after 10mins. at kung klan 6.45 na,, dun nlng ako nkpg-decide na pumasok nlng.. tanga2 ko tlga! haha! tpos eon.. for sure,, bukas,, ala nnmn kmeng ggwen.. checking lng ng xsams.. tpos.. chikahan na.. malas ko nga e.. nklimutan ko ung money ko.. haha! pro sbe nga ng barkada ko, prng nde ko dw nklimutan ung food ko.. xe mas mrme pa akng knaen ksa kng mei money ako.. haha! e xe nmn.. nangutang ako ng 20bucks kei menoi.. tpos nilibre ako ni frennie ng brownies.. tpos binayaran na ako ni kg.. chka siningil ko rin c ms.empleo.. mnwla keo? pti c ms.empleo? ngka-utang skn? tpos eon.. ehehe.. nbusog nga ako sa mryenda ko e.. sarap pa! ehehe.. tpos eon.. ngyon lng ule ako nag-stay ng MJO late sa school.. nanood kme ng varsity ng volleyball knna.. ang kulet nga e.. ehehe.. ksma ko c vicky q &amp; frennie.. tpos super lakas ng 3p ko kei vicky.. inaasar ko xa kei iDoL.. ehehe.. chka twa tlga kme ng tawa.. tpos hnggng sa kng ano2 na ung mga pnag-uusapan nmen.. pti nga ung mean girls e,, npg-usapan nmen.. haha! mga kups tlga eon.. lalo na ung ..aRrGgH! ewan ko b dun sa kups na eon.. pnpbyaan ko na nga e.. niaano prn ako.. ayw akng tnatanan.. haha! hai,, "be kind to animals" kung baga.. haha! sarap ngang pagtawanan ung isa sknla dun e.. ahaha! hai,, sna nmn nde nla mbsa e2.. they should be ashamed of themselves! they are mean to me, then i'll treat them twice.. nde nmn ako k2lad nlang plastic noh.. kng ayw nla skn.. i don't like them either.. hypocrites! ..mga social-climbers! hai,, wg na nga ean.. alang kwnta e.. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soe,, c besty eluna ko.. bnilhan ako ng sun sim! yey! haha! mei 24/7 na ako! haha! text nlng ako ng text.. ai,, dpt pla call nlng.. ehehe.. excited na nga ako e.. ehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh.. ala na akng msbe e.. super tyrd and sleepy na ako.. pro ayko pang m2log.. 5.50 plng e.. ge,, bye.. muah! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110301749852509996?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110301749852509996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110301749852509996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110301749852509996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110301749852509996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/hai.html' title='hai..'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110290950696715921</id><published>2004-12-13T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T11:45:06.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/68.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/68.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waahh!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110290950696715921?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110290950696715921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110290950696715921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110290950696715921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110290950696715921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/waahh.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110290942555975700</id><published>2004-12-13T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T11:43:45.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/71.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/71.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! ankuhlet! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110290942555975700?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110290942555975700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110290942555975700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110290942555975700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110290942555975700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/haha-ankuhlet.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110290932585282425</id><published>2004-12-13T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T11:42:05.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/69.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/69.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belat!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110290932585282425?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110290932585282425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110290932585282425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110290932585282425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110290932585282425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/belat.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110290905600111170</id><published>2004-12-13T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T11:37:36.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Classes Again</title><content type='html'>I'm back! haha! eon, it's 11.39am but i woke up at 8 in the morning. If you're asking, why 8 in the morning and not 6.30? Xe poh, we don't have classes today. Prng rest day nmen ngyon because of our family day. Chka 1week na kmeng mei pasok noh. Gs2 ko nmng magphinga. Haha! Eon, knna, i called my besty, Eluna. Yey! Bbgyan nia na ako ng Sun sim! waaahh!! Excited na ako! tpos eon.. kwnto2 lng.. eon,, I haven't seen my friendly neighbor (not spiderman ah!) kg.. hmm.. tnataguan na tlga ako nung kumag na eon ah.. ayw nia mgbyad ng utang.. haha! tas eon.. ala png nangyyre sa buhay ko e.. blog nlng ako later.. muah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110290905600111170?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110290905600111170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110290905600111170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110290905600111170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110290905600111170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/no-classes-again.html' title='No Classes Again'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110284698418641635</id><published>2004-12-12T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T18:23:04.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/wiT%20jc%20inTaL..%20hehe.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/wiT%20jc%20inTaL..%20hehe.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmpre.. edit lng yan.. ang gleng ko noh.. with jc intal.. hahaha! idol ko ean noh.. #07 ng ADMu.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110284698418641635?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110284698418641635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110284698418641635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110284698418641635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110284698418641635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/xmpre.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110284670138083047</id><published>2004-12-12T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T18:18:21.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dead tired..</title><content type='html'>SWEETEST LINE OF THE DAY:&lt;br /&gt;"Me? I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of what I saw, of what I did, of who I am. And most of all, I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I'm with you." &lt;br /&gt;---DIRTY DANCING &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 6.04pm.. i just came from ali mall.. yey! nagksma ule kme ng besty ko.. c vicky.. miss ko na tlga xa.. antagal na nmeng nde nagsma &amp; nag-usap ng mahaba.. pro db? khet na gnon.. we still remain as best friends.. tibay noh? eon, nag-net kme tpos kmaen sa doMc.. hnggng sa ali mall nga e.. andun cna zimmie.. ehehe.. ngyon ko lng cla nkta.. iba nga mukha nila ni zarah.. iba ng color.. ehehe.. eon,, lumapit cla skn knna sa skul.. e pro,, nde ko cla mxdong pnpncin.. ehehe.. shy ako e.. chka llng,, c pao xe e.. sbe nia chubby dw ako.. anu b eon! e nde nmn e.. ampayat ko nga e (dte) ..pro ngyon,, tmba na ako.. kya sexy na ako.. wahehe.. hyaan nio na.. blog ko nmn e2 e.. kya khet anong gs2 kong sbhn.. pwde.. ehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soe eon,, abt sa family day nmen knna.. dmting kme knna ng mga 11aM.. grbeh nga e.. buong family ko sumama.. first time kya eon.. ksma ko dad, mom and sis ko.. hai,, na-touch ako.. pro nauna na umalis si momie.. pnta dw xe xa ng hospital.. visit nia tito ko.. tpos eon.. tpos knna.. nanalo c vicky sa bingo.. ehehe.. dpt nga 300 bucks ang money na ibbgay sknia e.. e kso,, mei isa ring nanalo.. c ate yas.. kya 150 nlng.. ohki lng eon.. atleast mei pangkaen db? ehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngyon,, ka-ym ko c myk.. ehehe.. frnd ko from iccs.. nde ko pa nga xa nkkta e.. pro ambaet nia tlga.. naks nmn! ykee! smyl na c myk! lge na xang mgbbsa d2.. ehehe.. eon,, knna.. nkta ko dad ni meh.. haha! tnuro ko nga kei ate e.. tpos bgla b nmng nag-smyl c ate.. ngeh.. nu kea eon? llng.. share ko lng.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grbeh kya.. ang tagal ko ng nde nag-frndstr.. tntmad na kse ako e.. ehehe.. nde na nga ako nag-add ng mga bgong sizie e.. ehhe.. ala na akng msbe e.. ang haba na ng mga cnulat ko sa araw na e2 ah.. ba! ang gleng ko ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110284670138083047?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110284670138083047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110284670138083047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110284670138083047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110284670138083047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-dead-tired.html' title='I&apos;m dead tired..'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110281686078787447</id><published>2004-12-12T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T10:01:00.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned</title><content type='html'>“Do we search for lessons to lessen the pain?” I &lt;br /&gt;got that line from one episode of SATC (Sex And The City, my favorite TV Series) and it struck me --- so much! I used to really give reasons for everything, and my answer to that Carrie’s one- liner question is… YES! I give reasons and I always try to search for lessons to actually lessen the pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget those days when I had to make &lt;br /&gt;myself believe that it was indeed a blessing-in- &lt;br /&gt;disguise that we broke up. I was devastated when &lt;br /&gt;he left. It wasn’t easy getting over it. Imagine, he &lt;br /&gt;said he loves me but it’s not gonna work out &lt;br /&gt;anymore… and that’s it! He walked out. It was a &lt;br /&gt;lot better than breaking up with a Post-It though, &lt;br /&gt;but just the same. There’s no better way to say &lt;br /&gt;goodbye anyway, so who cares? The pain was &lt;br /&gt;excruciating but I had to move on eventually. And it was through searching for the lessons from what happened to us and to our relationship that I was able to at least make my recovery a bit &lt;br /&gt;manageable. I tried looking at the brighter side of &lt;br /&gt;things though it wasn’t easy for I was half-blinded by misery. I held myself to trust what I came to believe as “God’s Plan” and I logically made good answers (at least good enough to make me feel better) to many hanging questions like “Where did I go wrong”, “What did I do to make him change his mind completely” – sounds familiar? Well, TELL ME, as in the song. It’s really funny how I always say, “I’m happy after all” when I would find myself crying alone in my room every night. It’s so damn crazy to really think that I don’t regret anything when I would always ask myself a lot ‘what-ifs’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women may not really be as tough as men – the &lt;br /&gt;literal way. Yet we’re so much armed with &lt;br /&gt;defenses just in case nature calls for shield, from &lt;br /&gt;troubles and pains let’s say. They say we’re &lt;br /&gt;unpredictable creatures but when it comes to &lt;br /&gt;break-ups and set backs, it’s quite easy to predict &lt;br /&gt;what we’re about to do next… worse comes to &lt;br /&gt;worst, we hold on to our defenses. First, we cry &lt;br /&gt;and then finally, we search for lessons to lessen &lt;br /&gt;the pain. Agree? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys can simply get off a relationship without &lt;br /&gt;saying goodbye and I really admire their way of &lt;br /&gt;healing the pain or should I say their way of &lt;br /&gt;ignoring the pain, because it’s really different with us. Closure is one big deal for women. We can’t tolerate pain a lot that we have to find every possible way, there is, to release it. So whenever guys leave us just like that (talk about Carrie’s Post-It break-up), we women are left with only two options. One is to find the lessons from a failed relationship and last, (the desperate move) is to get married – that way… Case Closed! You see, it isn’t over (for us) when guys say its over… it just has to be really over (huh?!) you know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships without closure, trap women in a &lt;br /&gt;world of false-hopes. And we only have two ways out of it. Gee…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110281686078787447?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110281686078787447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110281686078787447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110281686078787447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110281686078787447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons Learned'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110281329413674937</id><published>2004-12-12T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T09:01:34.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..uh..</title><content type='html'>it's 8.45 in the morning ..at kkgcng ko lng. today is our family day, pro my mom decided to go to school at 11am.. haha! pro i'm not excited.. for what nmn db? hai, c meh.. nde pren bnblek ung benetton ko.. aba! bka gs2 na nia eon dlhen sa canada ah.. e bkt gnon? nde pren xa umaales? sbe dte, aalis na xa sa nov.26.. tpos naging dec.. e ngyon nde pren.. hai,, i'll miss her.. waahh! ..nde nga nia ako pncin nung pmnta xa sa classroom nmen yesterday e.. tsk3.. nweiz,, until now, ala pren akong money pra pambili ng gifts sa tropa ko.. what do you think? sa january nlng kya? or sa last day ko ibbgy? pro xmpre mei plan na ako pra sa gfts ko sknla no.. asteeg nga e.. pro cheap lng.. xmpre,, sa dme b nmn nmen.. tpos ung besty ko pa.. tpos ung isa ko png besty.. uh.. bka pti ung dte kong tropa.. xmpre noh.. nging msya dn nmn kme e.. pro a lot of people ask me, bkt dw b ako lumipat sa tropang kg.. bkt nga b? xe gn2 eon.. opinion ko lng ah.. kng cno man ang ngbbsa n2.. it's my opinion.. xe db? ung tropang girlash,, prng 1st impression,, "ui.. mga popular.. mga lakas ng 3p.. hirap abutin.." ..pra bng gnon.. xmpre ayko nmn ng nttkot clang lumapit skn dhel prng ang hirap kong abutin e.. chka prng nagka-conflict dn ung sa barkada nmen non.. e prng malalim nren.. so prng nde na nmen kyang ibalek kng anu man ung dte.. pro after ng birthday ni ten, mgkksma prn kme.. pro sa mga su2nod na araw.. prng i decided na umales nlng sa tropang eon.. pro xmpre,, gs2 ko frnds prn kme.. soe eon,, sumama ako kna tiggs.. i can say na, asa knla na ung mga frnds na real tlga.. they helped me to change into a better person.. sbe nga nla nag-improve na dw ako e.. at mas happy ang life ko pg gn2.. ung alang pnoproblema.. lovelyf nlng.. haha! pro ayko nmng i-compare ung dte kong barkada sa ngyon e.. iba2 nmn xe cla e.. unique cla in it's own ways.. naks nmn! pro miss ko na ung tropang gurlash ah.. haha! ala na ung mga lakad nmen ni ten na hnggng 7pm.. nde nren kme kmkaen sa ali mall araw2.. xmpre,, mei srli nren xang buhay e.. alangan nmn iwanan nia c.. eon,, c abi.. uhh.. ohki lng nmn ata xa e.. nde na ata cla nag-aaway ni.. lge na nga clang mgksma e.. ehehe.. tpos c ye.. ohki lng.. mei bgo nnmn kinahu2malingan.. asteeg nga e.. gs2 b nmng pumunta ako sa starbucks pra bumila ng belgian waffles pra kei..! grbeh ah.. tpos c jha.. aba! ala na akng balita sknia ah.. pro sa 2wing nagkksalubong kme,, nagkkmustahan nmn kme.. at minsan,, nagpa2libre.. miss ko na ung food3p nmen ni jha! ehehe.. eon,, continue ko nlng e2 later.. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110281329413674937?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110281329413674937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110281329413674937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110281329413674937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110281329413674937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/uh.html' title='..uh..'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110276378311993293</id><published>2004-12-11T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T19:16:23.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/320/deBuT%20ni%20aTe%20mAaN.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/11/2040/200/deBuT%20ni%20aTe%20mAaN.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was taken last year.. ate maan's debut.. i'm with dette, ate jovy, ate maan and vicky (besty!).. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110276378311993293?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110276378311993293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110276378311993293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110276378311993293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110276378311993293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-was-taken-last-year.html' title=''/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110274602253458006</id><published>2004-12-11T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T14:20:22.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeboi!</title><content type='html'>Sweetest Line of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;"I know it's a cornball thing, but love is passion, &lt;br /&gt;obsession, someone &lt;br /&gt;you can't live without. If you don't start with that, &lt;br /&gt;what are you going &lt;br /&gt;to end up with? I say fall head over heels. Find &lt;br /&gt;someone you love like &lt;br /&gt;crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And &lt;br /&gt;how do you find him? &lt;br /&gt;Forget your head and listen to your heart...run the &lt;br /&gt;risk, if you get &lt;br /&gt;hurt, you'll come back. Because the truth is, there &lt;br /&gt;is no sense living &lt;br /&gt;your life without this. To make the journey and not &lt;br /&gt;fall deeply in &lt;br /&gt;love...well, you haven't lived a life at all. You have &lt;br /&gt;to try. Because if you &lt;br /&gt;haven't tried, you haven't lived...stay open. Who &lt;br /&gt;knows? Lightning &lt;br /&gt;could strike."&lt;br /&gt;---MEET JOE BLACK &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai,, thank God! tapos na rin ang paghi2rap ko! tpos na exams! waahh! pro today, i'm not feeling well.. actually, kgbe pa e2 e.. as in super headache tlga.. kng klan the next day e exams nmen sa bio, dun pa ako ngka-headache.. tpos kgbe,, nde ako mxdong nkpg-review sa cL.. pro sna nmn mkpsa ako sa xsams.. ehehe.. hai,, soe eon,, it's been so long since nag-blog ako d2.. lmo na,, busy.. hectic ang schedule.. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourteen days to go.. at xmas nnmn.. hai,, mag-pasko na,, ala prn akong mtnong lovelife.. tsk3.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eon,, today,, nde ako sumama sa mga lakad ng frnds ko.. xe nga,, sket ng ulo ko.. chka sbe ko sa dad ko maaga ako uuwe pra tipid sa money.. alangan nmng kmaen pa ako sa labas or sa school db? e halos bong week e kmkaen na ako sa tokyo2 e.. xmpre,, with my friendly neighbor,, kg.. ai! mei utang pa pla xa skn! aba! tnaguan nia ako ah.. kya pla nde ko xa nkta knna sa skul.. haha! tpos eon,, knna.. ksma ko lng cna vicky.. grbeh! ang kulet nia! tawa nga kme ng tawa e.. weird tlga eon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow.. family day nmen.. at ibg sbhn non.. maaga ako ggcng.. hai,, sna nga buong family kme pmnta dun e.. khet 3 lng na-order ko na kfc.. xe bka smma c ate e.. e di kulang ng isa.. tpos sbe pa nga ni dad e.. sa school nlng dw kme mag-simba.. hai.. pro ok lng.. xe sa monday.. ala nnmn kmeng pasok.. at lpet na last day nmen.. sa 17 ata.. pro sa 16 ata ung xmas party nmen e.. e ala pa nga akng pang-gift sa barkada ko e.. chka dun sa ka-xchange gift ko e.. eon.. i have nothing to say na e..&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/7732298-110274602253458006?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110274602253458006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110274602253458006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110274602253458006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110274602253458006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/yeboi.html' title='yeboi!'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7732298.post-110281341733033228</id><published>2004-12-02T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T09:03:37.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..tsk3..</title><content type='html'>How do you forget the person who first believed in you, who made you believe in yourself? Who touched your heart, never left it. Who was always there when you needed him. Who listened when it mattered, I gave advice when you asked for it. Who loved you so much, it hurt him. Loved you so much he let you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget his face, his face that visits me often in my dreams. How can I forget his face that greets me every morning with a smile. His face that bears no trace of all the pain I caused him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget his eyes, which look almost the same as mine, only with more sparkle. How can I forget his stare, his stare that looks right into my soul. As if he knows all my thoughts my dreams. His stare that lets me know he wants to make those dreams come true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget his smile, his shy smile that he seldom gives to others, but willingly gives to me. How can I forget his smile that instantly lifts up my mood. His smile that automatically wills my mouth to smile as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget his hands, his soft hands that held mine dearly. How can I forget his fingers that traced my skin. His hand that he graciously offers whenever we cross the street or get out of the jeep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget his voice, his voice that echoes in my ears. How can I forget his voice that told me he’d wait for me. His voice that shook trembled when he said goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget his love, his love that made me believe in forever. How can I forget his love that crossed barriers overcame trials. His love that lingers in my heart for as long as I could remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you forget that person? Simple. You don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732298-110281341733033228?l=stef-aholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/feeds/110281341733033228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7732298&amp;postID=110281341733033228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110281341733033228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7732298/posts/default/110281341733033228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stef-aholic.blogspot.com/2004/12/tsk3.html' title='..tsk3..'/><author><name>stef-aholic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14578622772992166540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
