<?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-9090461</id><updated>2012-02-04T17:28:41.775+08:00</updated><category term='Batanes excited'/><category term='clouds'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='on stranger tides'/><category term='V MARS'/><category term='dreams batanes'/><category term='exhausted'/><category term='how dare you'/><category term='where to go'/><category term='batanes baguio ilocos tanay batangas bohol siargao #itsmorefuninthephilippines'/><category term='confused'/><category term='Saddened'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Remnants of the Past</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm not leaving you because I Love You. You are my immortality. It leaves me beautiful memories to be strong</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>233</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4936659306920118075</id><published>2012-02-04T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T17:28:41.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batanes baguio ilocos tanay batangas bohol siargao #itsmorefuninthephilippines'/><title type='text'>long overdue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;blast from the past, last year i was practically all around the Philippines. From North to South&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;been there; whether it was a travel w/ my mom or w/ friends. everything went so fast, met new people along the way and sever old ties from those i thought were my friends. nevertheless, it was a wonderful year to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;here's a quick look of my&amp;nbsp;fantastic 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;a time line of my travel from&amp;nbsp;January&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;December:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;From Ilocos Norte to Ilocos Sur to Ilocos Norte,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Batangas Outing w/ my CITI friends, Batanes my first Love, Tanay hay.... , Bohol yeah Bohol , Surigao/Siargao and lastly my Baguio Trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NWhcA4wSlfU/TyzuXCGSEnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mEGJeY3y3BI/s1600/ilocos+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NWhcA4wSlfU/TyzuXCGSEnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mEGJeY3y3BI/s400/ilocos+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;pagudpod&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slgcqpDdJG8/TyzuYfUGx_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/hczMiK-hwGQ/s1600/ilocos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slgcqpDdJG8/TyzuYfUGx_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/hczMiK-hwGQ/s400/ilocos.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;bangui turbine windmills&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FuLsHzJgfk/TyzvL8BljVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4f2_C8sXyM4/s1600/batangas+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FuLsHzJgfk/TyzvL8BljVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4f2_C8sXyM4/s400/batangas+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laiya San Juan Batangas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BoOYzH3ayoI/TyzvM61sIwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7T1cHIVK5s0/s1600/batangas+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BoOYzH3ayoI/TyzvM61sIwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7T1cHIVK5s0/s400/batangas+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Team Doc&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2A2aJkU7Z0g/TyzvNw7Oy4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/20ux6swlxLs/s1600/batangas+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2A2aJkU7Z0g/TyzvNw7Oy4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/20ux6swlxLs/s400/batangas+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laiya&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-060pusESVvU/TyzuZUtTCPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9TzePAtWpDo/s1600/ilocos+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-060pusESVvU/TyzuZUtTCPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9TzePAtWpDo/s400/ilocos+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;bojeador lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Batanes, my first love. It has been a long time dream and i could never fathom the idea that i was able to go there. Despite the tsunami alert back in March, it&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;stop me from putting a halt to my jumping heart who fell in love with the place and people. I'll be back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4mO4GaMTPwg/TyzxdsKClkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oz9eEYVAsVo/s1600/batanes+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4mO4GaMTPwg/TyzxdsKClkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oz9eEYVAsVo/s400/batanes+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the Fishing Village&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_J9Pd-GYuU/TyzxeDD6VtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8OW8SlSegnI/s1600/batanes+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_J9Pd-GYuU/TyzxeDD6VtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8OW8SlSegnI/s400/batanes+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the sturdy jeepney in Sabtang&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDoEBNay6GI/TyzxemC-QlI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JxlR_A9TJLA/s1600/batanes+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDoEBNay6GI/TyzxemC-QlI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JxlR_A9TJLA/s400/batanes+3.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;best way to go...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tanay hay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KA5OQkENASc/TyzymtEb6gI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OXCKPKwI5p4/s1600/tanay+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KA5OQkENASc/TyzymtEb6gI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OXCKPKwI5p4/s400/tanay+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;the place where were stayed in a private resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;owned by a&amp;nbsp;batch mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pK38sB8CDBA/Tyzyn0hFjHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YIoLYoRPPaA/s1600/tanay+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pK38sB8CDBA/Tyzyn0hFjHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YIoLYoRPPaA/s400/tanay+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Klzu0eSryic/Tyzyog_SPfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/yJgizbhCEek/s1600/tanay+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Klzu0eSryic/Tyzyog_SPfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/yJgizbhCEek/s400/tanay+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;the old school toy camera i had the first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and the last time i was able to print photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Bring it on Bohol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxXmfBVDutQ/Tyz0VSJ41BI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ezl9Iq_0fzQ/s1600/bohol+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxXmfBVDutQ/Tyz0VSJ41BI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ezl9Iq_0fzQ/s400/bohol+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;the man made forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJMKBxTSg5Y/Tyz0WE61AfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qXPUo7sXZKw/s1600/bohol+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJMKBxTSg5Y/Tyz0WE61AfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qXPUo7sXZKw/s400/bohol+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;the lovely loboc river&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rurRygR9oR4/Tyz0W1tbFyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/icSzqTpnbwo/s1600/bohol+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rurRygR9oR4/Tyz0W1tbFyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/icSzqTpnbwo/s400/bohol+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;the sunrise from panglao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;the Surigao/Siargao Express&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_bxIgdhQ2nA/Tyz1kqorxkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/x5WpGKR1v50/s1600/siargao+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_bxIgdhQ2nA/Tyz1kqorxkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/x5WpGKR1v50/s320/siargao+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;along the shoreline of gen. luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbsoGLV9LnA/Tyz1l6Z6gnI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-Ha9r1pOUow/s1600/siargao+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbsoGLV9LnA/Tyz1l6Z6gnI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-Ha9r1pOUow/s320/siargao+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;the surigao museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lkXVw4A9DRU/Tyz1oJ8o0zI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2XSqXIcXL4U/s1600/siargao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lkXVw4A9DRU/Tyz1oJ8o0zI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2XSqXIcXL4U/s400/siargao.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;cloud 9 siargao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Last but not the least my last getaway for the year 2011...went to Baguio, i prefer to stay in camp john hay. The main city looked like Manila the only difference was the cool climate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VqmMe2PA3nc/Tyz3fG5xiAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/QDXb0VG-j8c/s1600/baguio+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VqmMe2PA3nc/Tyz3fG5xiAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/QDXb0VG-j8c/s320/baguio+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;the view from mines view no more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KeAW2LurHRs/Tyz3gBeh25I/AAAAAAAAAGc/FJYlhk8GdgM/s1600/baguio+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KeAW2LurHRs/Tyz3gBeh25I/AAAAAAAAAGc/FJYlhk8GdgM/s400/baguio+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yp2OJ8U-nwY/Tyz3h5RlT5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/jdTjghz96tE/s1600/baguio+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yp2OJ8U-nwY/Tyz3h5RlT5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/jdTjghz96tE/s320/baguio+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;someone lost her cam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I already know what to expect this year. Coron is already booked as well as my Vietnam short stint.... oh well, let's see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4936659306920118075?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4936659306920118075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4936659306920118075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4936659306920118075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4936659306920118075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2012/02/long-overdue.html' title='long overdue...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NWhcA4wSlfU/TyzuXCGSEnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mEGJeY3y3BI/s72-c/ilocos+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-7615412609440709484</id><published>2011-05-21T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:42:39.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on stranger tides'/><title type='text'>on stranger tides - from the subtitle of the Pirates of the Carribean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;i'm thinking of the right time...in a matter of weeks, i'll be seeing you soon. i hope we can sort things out or we can just stay perfectly still in the relationship that we are in. indeed we will have lots of time to talk... &amp;nbsp;somehow, i'm excited and at the same time doubtful of what the outcome would be. i think you wouldn't blame me if i decide to see people, crazy as you might think. but i think i'm learning the ropes of the game. i don't want to get caught up in the travesty of our complicated situation....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7615412609440709484?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7615412609440709484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7615412609440709484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7615412609440709484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7615412609440709484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2011/05/on-stranger-tides-from-subtitle-of.html' title='on stranger tides - from the subtitle of the Pirates of the Carribean'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3526842812769313680</id><published>2011-05-19T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T16:21:16.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='V MARS'/><title type='text'>Operator connect me to MARS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;i gather all my guts, i finally messaged her after a week of just browsing her FB profile (shit i sound like an effin stalker) but that&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;my intention. i was just browsing through it. i never thought that i would eventually, ask her random questions without sounding like a dork. so here how the conversation went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Yesterday&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;me: hey! musta na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;mars: Hi mara! I'm okay. Kaw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;me: ito so far so good pa naman. muhkang ok ung normal working hrs ah. it really works for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;mars: Hmmm sakto lang. Poor nga lang ako. Hehe. Kakatapos lang work niyo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;me: di bale, promotion will just be knocking at your door if not now.. soon. hehehe... yep, short shift lang later kaya nagpupuyat. are u at work? baka kasi naistobo kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;mars: Yes. Okay lang un. Walang bawal bawal dito. Hehe. :)) musta na un iba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;me: nice. astig naman dyan. for the others. like xave and ruth promoted na. sila ahvie, jen and mami cess ka team ko ngayon. &amp;nbsp;ok naman sila lahat. minsan haggard lang kasi laong gumulo mgmt, at least wala na kayo nila jeanne sa hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;mars: Hehe. Kaya niyo yan! Laki naman sweldo eh. Si josh musta? Namiss ko kayong lahat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;me: thanks we need that, esp na may client next week. hahaha.. slave to the pay pero sagad nman sa work. ayun, may handle na newbies... beki pa rin si josh. hehehe... naabutan mo ba na may gumasgas sa car nya na taga us cards? nakakamiss ka rin noh! kau ni jeanne! nainom ka pa ba? inuman nman minsan kasama sila jen. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;mars: Hindi eh. Nabasa ko lang sa facebook. Pano nalaman na taga US cards un? Game ako sa inom. Just text me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;me: nahuli ata sa txt msg. si alex daw ata ang nagtxt so they say. cge, sabihan ko sila jen kung kelan pwede. btw, ano na ngapala ulit number mo? na reformat na kasi phone ko eh. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;mars: 091654******. Sana if ever pwede sila xave, ruth, josh, jen and lahat lahat kayo. Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;me: cge, ask ko sila. sat sun nman rd nmin e. sila xave and ruth opener, si josh closer. si jen madali na lang un. hehehe.. cge update kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;got it po. thanks! as for my number its still the same. na retain ko pa sa globe. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;mars: Good good. Text me ah. Pwede ako sat or sun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;me: yep i will. sabihan ko na rin sila later. *_* enjoy the rest of the afternoon. ingat and blessed be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;mars: Okay. Ingat din!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="songId=78756976&amp;amp;pid=2457543787445437542" height="77" id="FlashDiv" quality="high" src="http://www.myspace.com/music/song-embed?songid=78756976&amp;amp;getSwf=true" style="display: inline;" width="400" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find more songs like &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/loversball/music/songs/fighting-confusing-winds-78756976" target="_blank"&gt;Fighting Confusing Winds&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/music" target="_blank"&gt; Myspace Music &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3526842812769313680?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3526842812769313680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3526842812769313680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3526842812769313680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3526842812769313680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2011/05/operator-connect-me-to-mars.html' title='Operator connect me to MARS'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4810384296219441216</id><published>2011-05-16T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:51:55.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>the glorious nosebleed - title borrowed from circa survive</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;again, i have this&amp;nbsp;nostalgic feeling. it's like deja vu... i am now in the middle of different by ways. the never ending question of should i stay or should i go.&amp;nbsp;mediocrity has now evolved to a come- what- may -attitude.&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;done a lot during my stay, my travels and my food escapade. my alter ego taking too much of my life, this is not me. i&amp;nbsp;haven't put priorities into perspective. i wish i was somebody else, but i can't do that. i have to live as it is. why do i stay? is it my way of thinking that " i may not fit for the job but i have the capacity to be in it" maybe i&amp;nbsp;shouldn't&amp;nbsp;stick to this way of thinking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;this is affecting my health, i'm so&amp;nbsp;exhausted&amp;nbsp;mentally and physically. i'm dragging my feet (literally this time!) going to my routine life style. i commune more with nature, with my travels. meeting new people. finding new adventure all the time. that is who i really i am. i cannot keep up with the changing times. i am no longer the poster girl of&amp;nbsp;flexibility. my constant paranoia, my pathological lying. can i just be honest with myself, just this once. but alas, the only thing that keeps me coming back is the monetary reward. I have drowned myself in the corporate whirlpool, having myself in the mercy of the capitalist pigs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;help me now or i may never get out alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SxsUNFio4Ps/TdEPpwulYTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/wrEK1mrKgD8/s1600/batanes.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SxsUNFio4Ps/TdEPpwulYTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/wrEK1mrKgD8/s320/batanes.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4810384296219441216?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4810384296219441216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4810384296219441216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4810384296219441216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4810384296219441216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2011/05/glorious-nosebleed-title-borrowed-from.html' title='the glorious nosebleed - title borrowed from circa survive'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SxsUNFio4Ps/TdEPpwulYTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/wrEK1mrKgD8/s72-c/batanes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4613226504439457213</id><published>2011-01-16T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T18:13:59.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams batanes'/><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;what is new with 2011&amp;nbsp;except&amp;nbsp;for the fact that my life long dream of going to Batanes finally is pushing through. I never expected that in the span of 3 years, i have sensed the&amp;nbsp;fulfillment&amp;nbsp;of traveling the country. I hope to visit more then after maybe south east asia. i'll take one day at a time, save up and all. Backpacking or for leisure travel, let my feet take me to places i've never been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;WOOOHOOO 2011!!! i have a lot of plans hopefully at least 3 things can be accomplished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4613226504439457213?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4613226504439457213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4613226504439457213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4613226504439457213'/><link 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disappear…when will i stop using "i". where will i start? where will i go? things can never be the same as it is. i stare and watch you burn. you&amp;nbsp;shouldn't have tried and you could have just moved on. but you stayed, i try to hold you and be at my side. but i am tired of running. tired of shedding tears for something that&amp;nbsp;isn't worth it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;When the time comes, i will catch the small glimmer of light and i would start writing again. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-5141680969172553105?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5141680969172553105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=5141680969172553105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5141680969172553105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5141680969172553105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-waiting-line.html' title='In the waiting line'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-172785271864285638</id><published>2010-10-21T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T17:45:01.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitment is Stress but a Good Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i guess i never asked for this. i never said that i want to exert effort and time to what i am suppose to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but i am already in this situation and have to stop using the word "I" this time it will be "US". trust me nothing is simple everything is complex but it&amp;nbsp;doesn't&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;necessarily mean that we have to think hard to solve every bit and pieces of this puzzle that we are starting. we'll get through with it, i know we can.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oqz9BDy3rTw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oqz9BDy3rTw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-172785271864285638?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/172785271864285638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=172785271864285638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/172785271864285638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/172785271864285638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/10/commitment-is-stress-but-good-stress.html' title='Commitment is Stress but a Good Stress'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8005332885798288159</id><published>2010-09-25T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T18:47:58.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer is here to stay</title><content type='html'>next month me and my team will be going to anawangin. woo hoo!!! beach here i come! frisbee all the way!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8005332885798288159?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8005332885798288159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8005332885798288159' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8005332885798288159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8005332885798288159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-is-here-to-stay.html' title='summer is here to stay'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8448958633624192841</id><published>2010-08-23T15:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T15:37:37.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how dare you'/><title type='text'>The Theory is Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Men are Men. They focus on one thing alone, they can't multi task and if they do try it ruins them. I can't blame him, he may catch my interest for awhile but after it will mean nothing. A one day affair will continue to be a one time affair. Nothing more, nothing less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;as what he said " We're both adults and we can discuss anything"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;at the back of my head " really now?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I've already proven my theory time and time again. The result is still the same, &amp;nbsp;i guess that is the reason why i can't be in one room with the male specie. our world will just collide, they think i'm acting difficult but looks who's talking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Everyone ages, but no one really matures. It is the responsibility that changes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="140" width="160"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/72UwI3xOQHs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/72UwI3xOQHs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="260" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;never hurt like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8448958633624192841?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8448958633624192841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8448958633624192841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8448958633624192841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8448958633624192841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/08/theory-is-right.html' title='The Theory is Right'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4003607143249932839</id><published>2010-06-27T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T15:36:17.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>a whole lot of things happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;it's been what? almost a month from the last time i posted something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;so what's new i might ask?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;how's your studies? the place? or should I be asking.... are you dating someone now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;i mean although we've chatting using the BB that you gave me. i still can't imagine how things were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;when it was just you and me going to places. taking turns on who's going to drive and such. i miss that. i&amp;nbsp;really&amp;nbsp;don't care if you decide that you don't want to meet my friends. it's alright. there is no pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I mean you seem to trust me a&amp;nbsp;lot&amp;nbsp;when it comes to being monogamous. lol!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;i noticed that you gained weight but i'm not saying that your fat or what not. it looks good on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;and oh my, i have to say. your back in the running game. good for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;as for me, besides from being in a "pre-diabetic condition" i'm trying my very best to cut on those carbs, meats and such. my parents decided that my daily diet would consist of tofu,&amp;nbsp;oatmeal&amp;nbsp;and a lot of veggies. but the good thing that happened to me this year is. i don't drink as often as before. just social drinking would do. for the ciggs, 5 sticks a day and i'm still trying to cut it down to 3 per day. an achievement right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;but alls well and ends well. i still don't want to talk about work. ho-hum for me i guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;til my next update. talk to you soon sweetie. i can't wait for August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4003607143249932839?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4003607143249932839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4003607143249932839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4003607143249932839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4003607143249932839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/06/whole-lot-of-things-happened.html' title='a whole lot of things happened'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8042620424799272484</id><published>2010-05-02T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:57:19.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Batanes excited'/><title type='text'>Closest thing to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;I cannot fathom just the thought of finally organizing my trip to Batanes. I am ready to gamble my life savings for a one year experience, no holds barred adventure in my so called fantasy island. This is the closest thing to heaven for me, i know you cannot wait as well. The giddy feeling inside cannot be put into words. We should experience this together and maybe... just maybe we can find the answer we were looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Here are some pics courtesy of Meg from her Batanes trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/batanes%20pics/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4704_87697547534_746112534_1882996_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="batanes from meg" border="0" height="350" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/batanes%20pics/4704_87697547534_746112534_1882996_.jpg" weight="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/batanes%20pics/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4704_87697552534_746112534_1882997_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="batanes from meg" border="0" height="350" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/batanes%20pics/4704_87697552534_746112534_1882997_.jpg" weight="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/batanes%20pics/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4704_87698407534_746112534_1883047_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="batanes from meg" border="0" height="350" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/batanes%20pics/4704_87698407534_746112534_1883047_.jpg" weight="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/batanes%20pics/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4704_87698412534_746112534_18830-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="batanes from meg" border="0" height="350" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/batanes%20pics/4704_87698412534_746112534_18830-1.jpg" weight="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8042620424799272484?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8042620424799272484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8042620424799272484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8042620424799272484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8042620424799272484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/05/closest-thing-to-heaven.html' title='Closest thing to Heaven'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-5328217023126712691</id><published>2010-04-26T12:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T13:06:01.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where to go'/><title type='text'>Cross the Lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;I've gone deaf, the lines are all dead. the lines are crossed. sometimes we just have to start from&amp;nbsp;scratch. no words were whispered in my head. the promises that were not forgotten. where shall i draw my strength?where will i go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;You of the million stars, i hold on to tears. I hold on to my hopes. I will chance upon this fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SrzT_Ih3Qbs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SrzT_Ih3Qbs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-5328217023126712691?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5328217023126712691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=5328217023126712691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5328217023126712691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5328217023126712691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/04/cross-lines.html' title='Cross the Lines'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-160497066786566546</id><published>2010-04-18T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:18:00.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saddened'/><title type='text'>Lord of Karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;The past week was one roller coaster ride. it was a nightmare, stressful and depressing at the same time. I never expected those CF's would come pouring like rain one after the other. My vision spinning and i feel like vomiting, but what's done been done. There is no point in crying over spilled milk. I'm drinking now my " happy pill" then maybe, just maybe the next following weeks would be better. My karma for the next coming days would be full of positivity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Khs6zzNe350&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Khs6zzNe350&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to tears for fears - &amp;nbsp;advice for the young at heart, closest thing to heaven, head over heels &amp;nbsp;and fish out of water&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-160497066786566546?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/160497066786566546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=160497066786566546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/160497066786566546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/160497066786566546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/04/lord-of-karma.html' title='Lord of Karma'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-6735641333855870736</id><published>2010-04-12T12:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:31:20.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><title type='text'>will i join the crowd?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;sometimes i have to tell myself, that i can't possibly get along with all the people surrounding me. as i would always tell those who know me, that i do not need a lot of friends. a handful will do. I will be drinking from my gauntlet of self banishment. nothing is what it seems to be. I've grown tired of immaturity. i need to take one more step to move forward, i am perfectly happy and i should be. i can't be affected and i can't let myself &amp;nbsp;affected. what i have is what i reaped and sowed, they do not have a say to anything that i will do or say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;i may sound selfish, but i am keeping my company for myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;nuff' said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;===========================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZP5OA0SCMZA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZP5OA0SCMZA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-6735641333855870736?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/6735641333855870736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=6735641333855870736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6735641333855870736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6735641333855870736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/04/will-i-join-crowd.html' title='will i join the crowd?'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-336349583129314095</id><published>2010-04-05T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:46:35.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the talking polar bears of the north to the bloody streets of Nanking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/S7n3fylvxzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1R2oaAyRByg/s1600/DSC00191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/S7n3fylvxzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1R2oaAyRByg/s320/DSC00191.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456664549064165170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/S7n3fylvxzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1R2oaAyRByg/s1600/DSC00191.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Since i have nothing to do for rest of the afternoon plus the scorching heat made a point that i can't go anywhere. I chanced upon a 2007 movie called the Golden Compass based from the novel of Philip Pullman, i very much liked the film though it is a shame that they never made a sequel on this 4 part novel. After that film, i watched the Warlords, the movie is somehow so-so but i've got two words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"Takeshi Kaneshiro"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;enough said. this is just my thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-336349583129314095?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/336349583129314095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=336349583129314095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/336349583129314095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/336349583129314095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-talking-polar-bears-of-north-to.html' title='From the talking polar bears of the north to the bloody streets of Nanking'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/S7n3fylvxzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1R2oaAyRByg/s72-c/DSC00191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-7051110249047529415</id><published>2010-03-23T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T01:14:38.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Impulsive Pagbilao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/S6elOvKhY0I/AAAAAAAAADI/Y5mSVrpYkzA/s1600-h/the+cottages.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/S6elOvKhY0I/AAAAAAAAADI/Y5mSVrpYkzA/s320/the+cottages.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451507546552623938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;finally something good has happened. i just need a sign then i can move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/S6elOXr7QUI/AAAAAAAAADA/AIJ4RM3hzM4/s1600-h/puting+buhangin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/S6elOXr7QUI/AAAAAAAAADA/AIJ4RM3hzM4/s320/puting+buhangin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451507540250280258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7051110249047529415?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7051110249047529415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7051110249047529415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7051110249047529415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7051110249047529415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/03/impulsive-pagbilao.html' title='The Impulsive Pagbilao'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/S6elOvKhY0I/AAAAAAAAADI/Y5mSVrpYkzA/s72-c/the+cottages.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4012141210791676391</id><published>2010-03-13T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T23:02:49.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my good night song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;i'm doing this old school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;haven't had any sleep yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;this will lull me to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4012141210791676391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4012141210791676391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4012141210791676391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-good-night-song.html' title='my good night song'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-6551726370740310240</id><published>2010-03-05T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T14:14:09.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Bitter is a Cliché</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"I love to shop after a bad relationship. I don't know. I buy a new outfit and it makes me feel better. It just does. Sometimes I see a really great outfit, I'll break up with someone on purpose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; The hottest love has the coldest end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; It takes a couple seconds to say Hello, but forever to say Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; And I shall find some girl perhaps, and a better one than you, With eyes as wise, but kindlier, and lips as soft, but true, and I daresay she will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; The heart was made to be broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it's better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; he saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You never lose by loving. You always lost by holding back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; "Let no one who loves be called unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; "Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; The stupidest mistake in life is thinking the one who hurt you the most, won't hurt you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; "Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never knew."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, "It might have been."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Top 10 starting break up lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    1. We need to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    2. It's not your fault. It's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    3. I've lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    4. Do you remember when I’ve said everything is alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    5. You are like a sister/brother to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    6. I think we would be better off friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    7. I don't love you any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    8. Do you really want to know why I go out to dinner with my assistant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;    9. Have you always been so boring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;   10. Give me back my keys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;who needs these lines when it's over. it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-6551726370740310240?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/6551726370740310240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=6551726370740310240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6551726370740310240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6551726370740310240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-bitter-is-cliche.html' title='Being Bitter is a Cliché'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4216369643342331459</id><published>2009-12-29T13:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T13:39:39.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fresh Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SzmVmvepoBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-Ih1iiEGZTI/s1600-h/3-NewYears3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SzmVmvepoBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-Ih1iiEGZTI/s320/3-NewYears3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420528119329693714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;let's leave the past behind, let's start a new page of this new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;it wouldn't hurt if we say sorry to those we have hurt along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;let's end the year with a bang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4216369643342331459?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4216369643342331459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4216369643342331459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4216369643342331459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4216369643342331459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/12/fresh-start.html' title='A Fresh Start'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SzmVmvepoBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-Ih1iiEGZTI/s72-c/3-NewYears3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-6889662750690930094</id><published>2009-12-14T13:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T13:19:26.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The heart didn't grow fonder, i thought this absence was for the better. guess what? reality bites it was quite the opposite. you seemed disappointed with the outcome, again your moving away. can't you see nobody's watching? here we are caught in this unlikely predicament for the nth time, is this how I'm supposed to feel and is there a change you need to see? it seems so clear that we both feel the jitters of what will happen next. I'm sorry to burst your bubble but nothing is what it seems. for now reasoning is futile, I'm stuck. i don't need to beg. begging was never my cup of tea and you will never see this in my vocabulary. An affair perhaps, can we conclude that confusion took everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;How is one to live a moral and compassionate existence when one is fully aware of the blood, the horror inherent in life, when one finds darkness not only in one's culture but within oneself? If there is a stage at which an individual life becomes truly adult, it must be when one grasps the irony in its unfolding and accepts responsibility for a life lived in the midst of such paradox. One must live in the middle of contradiction, because if all contradiction were eliminated at once life would collapse. There are simply no answers to some of the great pressing questions. You continue to live them out, making your life a worthy expression of leaning into the light and these were all that I remember before you changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i can't carry the sunlight on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;on my play list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;saosin - i keep my secrets safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-6889662750690930094?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/6889662750690930094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=6889662750690930094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6889662750690930094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6889662750690930094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/12/changing.html' title='Changing'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-5374167200477151447</id><published>2009-11-25T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:21:54.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Joms to My OWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;* there was once a girl who was lost in confusion and would walk the dark streets contemplating the reason for this confusion. one day she met Laurice and had a drink with her. hours later, the girl left. she still walks the dark streets up to this day, but rumor has it, the girl smiles every time she walks by the very place she had a drink with Laurice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; yes joms, i think i fully understand the msg you sent me the last time we talked about the Egyptian goddess. hope that Anna and Lot was there so that they could have seen the un-thinkable thing that i did... but then again, good thing they didn't. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;now listening to :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; the starlight mints - black champagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-5374167200477151447?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5374167200477151447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=5374167200477151447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5374167200477151447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5374167200477151447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/11/from-joms-to-my-own.html' title='From Joms to My OWN'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-7043397743841047788</id><published>2009-11-23T20:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:12:57.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARS has landed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It all came unexpectedly, while "she" was away here i am trying to fight with my conscience whether i like MARS just because i find her cute. Or is it my whim all acting up crazy again? MARS was just some one who recently caught my eye. I don't know MARS personally it was Lloydie's idea and used me for bait to get the mobile number of MARS' friend and here i am stuck with a big L on my forehead.  Lloydie would tell me facts here and there about MARS, in addition he would always tell me that there might be a chance that me and MARS might hit off in a good way. C'mon do you really think that someone would believe that the reason why a particular person would like to ask for someone's mobile number is for friendship? I think that is lame and pathetic.  Days turn into weeks. Weeks turn into months, and yes i think I'm starting to like her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The next question would be why? Why can't you just go without asking for your "someone's" permission,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i mean.. is his decision that relevant?  but this i can promise you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll make sure that you'll be well taken care of. you'll enjoy the pristine saltwater touching your skin. the white sand and the mere environment itself. why can't we just go away and enjoy the time all for ourselves.  this will be different from pagudpod, i know that i don't talk much but i guess before i leave this is one thing i wanted to do... and that is to ask you out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lloydie already crushed my mere being to you so why not continue it? a risk can't be that hard right? By the way, no need to worry about the Egyptian goddess. She wouldn't know since i wouldn't tell her in the first place.  She won't be going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But above all, the real dilemma is how in the world will i invite you to our beach bumming getaway?  I mean i know that i have a month to ask you. I just don't have the guts to tell you, i completely forgot that your MARS and I'm stuck here... in my Earth.  I'll keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;currently listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;the killers - somebody told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;fall out boy - what a catch, donnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; carolina liar - i'm not over and coming to terms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7043397743841047788?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7043397743841047788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7043397743841047788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7043397743841047788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7043397743841047788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/11/mars-has-landed.html' title='MARS has landed.'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3592675687229059345</id><published>2009-11-09T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T17:22:48.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>US CMI.... Lorca for You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;weeee one year na tayo next year!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; no more 100k bond that is for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; how time flies, i guess. a new start, a new chapter in our daily routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; wavemates kampai! cheers to the good times and bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; to the 22 people who made a buzz, moved on and built a name for our wave kudos to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; more blessings to come guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; nisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; carly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; marc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; lj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; fej&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; mel alegre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; john&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; khris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; nheil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; melanie reyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; cher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; vince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; migs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; lory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; jeff ponce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; vince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; amiel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; emz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; charrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;heidz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; and me of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; cheers to our one year! thanks for the memories guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; * if i left out anyone, shoot me. my memory failed me couple of times already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="note_title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=166129984586&amp;amp;1&amp;amp;index=1"&gt;zum Strahlensetzer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;Sie sollten kennen besser, wann man Nr. sagt und wann man ja sagt. Ich bin für die letzten Tage äußerst leise gegangen, und jetzt bin ich auf Zwangsferienurlaub, weil die Akten für diesen Tag nicht genug für alle Mittel auf dem Fußboden genügend ist. *sigh* so erklären Sie mir, was ich gehend, heute zu tun sind? wenn nur Sie hier dann ich würden froh schlafen vorbei an Ihrem Haus und sprechen nicht waren - Richtung. verfehlen Sie Sie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt; been practicing lately. so correct me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3592675687229059345?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3592675687229059345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3592675687229059345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3592675687229059345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3592675687229059345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/11/us-cmi-and-oris.html' title='US CMI.... Lorca for You'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4710429092012702988</id><published>2009-10-26T10:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:23:41.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ehem.. back @ you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sometimes you just have to look back and remember the times you said silly things over a serious matter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1. i will and i said.. i will not look other than you. i meant every word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2. it was a pathetic reaction, so screw me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;3. no more stolen glances, sheesh... that is so high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;4. love is for the weak and uneducated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;FOR you VQ, don't assume that i "like" you. your one of those fads that will come and go that i can assure you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4710429092012702988?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4710429092012702988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4710429092012702988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4710429092012702988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4710429092012702988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/10/ehem-back-you.html' title='ehem.. back @ you.'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8620457251442593593</id><published>2009-08-25T16:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:30:52.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TONTO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SpOfwLkwv2I/AAAAAAAAACw/yNYbRK0KAdE/s1600-h/bad_hair_cut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SpOfwLkwv2I/AAAAAAAAACw/yNYbRK0KAdE/s320/bad_hair_cut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373814430472650594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Some people just can't follow instructions, that i can say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I went to this hair salon in a mall near our place, i carefully instructed to have a trim on my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I was observing him, when i suddenly noticed that he's cutting my hair way too short than what  i expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;In the back of my mind i was saying: " i need to tell this person to stop first and listen to what i say"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And so I did, but by the time i opened my mouth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;To hell's wrath, he already cut an inch of my hair already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I almost cried in my seat, but i have to hold back my emotions.  I just waited for the hell to be done and over with. I quickly got up, went to the reception and paid without looking back because i'm trying to avoid any bad words to come out of  my mouth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Right now, i really don't know what to do... thanks to that effin' hair stylist he bastardized my hair!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;TONTO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8620457251442593593?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8620457251442593593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8620457251442593593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8620457251442593593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8620457251442593593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/08/tonto.html' title='TONTO!!!'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SpOfwLkwv2I/AAAAAAAAACw/yNYbRK0KAdE/s72-c/bad_hair_cut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3276280774170569352</id><published>2009-08-17T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:23:11.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the gifts....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SolKoHcRYcI/AAAAAAAAACo/qKshff37rQI/s1600-h/the+bag.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SolKoHcRYcI/AAAAAAAAACo/qKshff37rQI/s320/the+bag.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370906083668877762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SolKCqZu_iI/AAAAAAAAACg/VR9SHvRAchY/s1600-h/the+watch.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SolKCqZu_iI/AAAAAAAAACg/VR9SHvRAchY/s320/the+watch.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370905440218447394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bag and the watch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gifts the labor of love as they would say... no words can explain how weird it is... but it was all worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3276280774170569352?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3276280774170569352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3276280774170569352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3276280774170569352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3276280774170569352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/08/gift.html' title='the gifts....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SolKoHcRYcI/AAAAAAAAACo/qKshff37rQI/s72-c/the+bag.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-2288118183110182084</id><published>2009-07-20T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:25:54.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>213...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Fighting Confusing Winds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Here I stand, waiting, hoping and breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;With so many thoughts but still thinking of nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Not knowing what I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I won't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm sure this time we'll be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I won't give up the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This heart's stronger this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Watch all the tears as they fall with the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Her lips remain sealed and I remain trembling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Will the rain wash me away or will it sink me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Will it be my escape or will it bring me back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;As the speed of the storm has her running for cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She's fighting to paint a scene with no colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;When the rain like hurt is left beating upon her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She'll know this is home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;As we stand here together I wish she'd just make up her mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'd wait for her forever but in this weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I am fighting to keep my feet on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hearts dying but I can't let it go down (not now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And I swear I won't go... I swear I won't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This storm won't break the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Of this heart that yells so loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;As the speed of the storm has her running for cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She's fighting to paint a scene with no colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;When the rain like hurt is left beating upon her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She'll know this is home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The speed of the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Keeps her running, she's running on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She thinks she needs more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But she won't find it, won't find it there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Why does she ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The things she is missing alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And the reasons I wish she'd call this home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;this got into me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-2288118183110182084?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/2288118183110182084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=2288118183110182084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2288118183110182084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2288118183110182084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/07/213.html' title='213...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-6810813918193263635</id><published>2009-07-19T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:34:31.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about the perfect procrastinator…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The First Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i tried and called her for the nth time until she woke up! "Hoy!" i said… "hello?! i’m waiting’ out here?!"… "sorry, i fell asleep" she said… "how am i suppose to reach your place?!" i told her where i am and she told me where to go and what to do with the security guards… we didn’t put down the phone until i reached the place… luckily my phone didn’t die… and i sighed in relief…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;her aunt's place was a mansion… it’s big, it’s class A, it’s an ambassador’s pad… they have more or less 5 cars in their garage not including the one’s parked outside (coz’ i didn’t know which of those were theirs) the exterior walls were made of granite perfectly blending with the soft light inside and the dark autumn leaves of a lush tree outside… she opened the main door gently and poof! i SAW her… i was not surprised, but i swallowed really hard… i didn’t expect anything but i was quite disappointed… i was laughing inside and i tried to hide it with a smile… i wanted to go home but i didn’t have any where to go… it was 4:00 am and i have no choice but to enter that house…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i barely seen anything when we went upstairs and i'm sure i’ll be lost when i’ll be left alone there… she opened a door of what i expected to be her room… the room was pitch black, was very cool, and it smelled bad as hell (Marlboro lights)… when my eyes were accustomed to the dark, i saw figures of smiling stuffed toys that looks like they were mocking me… the room was really big, maybe 3 or 4 times my own room… it has its own bathroom and there’s a door directing to a veranda… the room was a mess, under wears everywhere, scattered books, opened closets, clothes hanging everywhere, bags and shoes, bags of chips, packs and rims of Marlboro lights, and other stuffs… the room was furnished with a 30 inch flat screen TV, there was a laptop on one side of the queen-sized bed and a stereo system on the other… the list was endless…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i excused myself to go to the bathroom. i washed my face and there i took my time to think… "what am i doing here?" "am i dreaming?" "will she give me money to go home?" "will i have sex with her?" i went out and still figuring out what to do… she was now lying in the bed under a thick comforter and i later learned that she was only wearing a thong. she was looking at me straight in the eye and broke the silence "are you OK?". "do you have something’ to eat?" i asked. i didn’t know what i was thinking then, but it just came out of my lips involuntarily… "uh, i mean, do u have something’ to drink?" she reached out into nowhere and gave me a bottle of water and pointed to a half-empty bag of chips… i sat next to her and gulped everything to the last drop… i lied beside her and asked "what am i doing here?". she didn’t answer. i keep on asking her questions, and none of it was actually answered… i felt something under the sheets… and then i knew…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;A Brief Description of a Loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Rain is sad and bored. He doesn’t know what to do with his life anymore. Maybe he was kicked out of school or his girlfriend left him. Poor thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-6810813918193263635?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/6810813918193263635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=6810813918193263635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6810813918193263635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6810813918193263635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-about-perfect-procrastinator.html' title='All about the perfect procrastinator…'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3230142096800542350</id><published>2009-07-12T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:04:06.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo hoo to you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;starting to lose patience... getting to my nerves already and  i ain't happy but will try so hard to lengthen my patience... need to breathe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;" i do not need an utang - ng - loob from you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;this is for my own good that is why i'm doing this.... not for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ang ayoko sa lahat sipsip.. work politicking is something i abhor. i just want to play the fair game... then i'll play it smart... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3230142096800542350?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3230142096800542350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3230142096800542350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3230142096800542350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3230142096800542350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/07/boo-hoo-to-you.html' title='boo hoo to you!'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-62157287151142409</id><published>2009-06-16T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:36:11.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still on the 90's movie marathon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;your not in if you haven't been to chuckE cheese's... - line from a tv show back then i can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;10 things I hate about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"Bianca, let's go we're all congregating around mr. Cuervo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"who needs affection when i have blind hatred...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"not until she kissed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;in the car"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The Shrew reciting a poem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I hate your bid dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I hate the way youre always right, I hate it when you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I hate it when youre not around, and the fact that you didnt call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;But mostly I hate the way﻿ I dont hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;====================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;SoundTrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I Want You To Want Me (Letters To Cleo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Fnt (Semisonic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I Know (Save Ferris)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Your Winter (Sister Hazel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Even Angels Fall (Jessica Riddle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;New World (Leroy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Saturday Night (Ta-gana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Atomic Dog (George Clinton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dazz (Brick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The Weakness In Me (Joan Armatrading)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;War (The Cardigans)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Wings Of A Dove (Madness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Cruel To Be Kind (Letters To Cleo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;One More Thing (Richard Gibbs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-62157287151142409?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/62157287151142409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=62157287151142409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/62157287151142409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/62157287151142409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/06/still-on-90s-movie-marathon.html' title='still on the 90&apos;s movie marathon...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-5196427035335023975</id><published>2009-06-15T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:07:23.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ColorBlind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;this brings back good old memories of the 90's/early 2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i just so love the movie cruel intentions; the plot is twisted as it is. the highlight of 1999, whenever i watch it again and again. scenes that makes your heart go ... blank. really, it is something you would want to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;OST for Cruel Intentions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fatboy slim - praise you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;blur - coffee &amp;amp; tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;day one - bedroom dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;counting crows - colorblind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;kristen barry - ordinary life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;marcy playground - comin up from behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;skunk anansie - secretly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;craig armstrong f/ elizabeth fraser - this love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;aimee mann -  you could make a killing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;faithless - addictive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;abra moore-  trip on love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;bare jr. -  you blew me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;the verve - bitter sweet symphony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;placebo - every you and every me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/My%20Pics/cruel_intentions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 418px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/My%20Pics/cruel_intentions.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Counting Crows - Colorblind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am colorblind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Coffee black and egg white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Pull me out from inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am taffy stuck and tongue tied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Stutter shook and uptight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Pull me out from inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am covered in skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;No one gets to come in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Pull me out from inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am folded and unfolded and unfolding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am colorblind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Coffee black and egg white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Pull me out from inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am fine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-5196427035335023975?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5196427035335023975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=5196427035335023975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5196427035335023975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5196427035335023975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/06/colorblind.html' title='ColorBlind'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-2396125876397659550</id><published>2009-06-12T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:27:11.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Here is just a thought. nothing sentimental and such... just a thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Traces Of Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm on time as usual. I find myself checking and double checking the time on the watch I begged for two Christmas' ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Finally 'she' arrives. Cute. She walks like she's been practicing a long time. She sits down and greets me with a half cocked smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I say, I ordered us wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; No reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I breathe THE sigh to release the frustration that I feel tearing up my insides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I choose my next sentences easily since I've practiced all this in the car on the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; "Look Dee, I'm not one for small talk so, ill just say it- you're stepping on my toes, you're invading my space"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; No reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I continue, "Why would you choose to be 2nd? If you know that Oris is with me, why then are you so desperate to have what someone already has?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; She shifts in her chair, then says, "I think you forgot, I'm not #2, I'm number one..I run this shit, Oris came to me- again..and again and yet again..I make it MY way, Oris is MY thing. Obviously if she cared she would've STILL been there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I feel my ulcer taking over, I take a sip of the wine, deep breathing again and trying to stay FOCUSED. My mind says slap this bitch directly in her disrespectful ass mouth...but no, I continue even though I feel my jaw tightening and my head adjust itself to the side just ever so slightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; "Ok, Dee, so here's the deal.. I'm not done eating off my plate, I'm not done with my meal-So push back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; She says.."Chii boo, the dishes are already done."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Then sits there with this smirk-I HATE 'smirky bitches'. At this point, I feel my temple aching, my body trembling, I'm bout to whup this bitch..for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; ....Ring, with the cellphone.. Its HERS, and its my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; The smirk appears again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I gulp another sip, throw four hundreds on the table and leave thinking......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Ughh. I hate breakups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I hate the time that passes thru from moment of NOTICE to signing a lease with only one name. I hate the cold and empty feeling of the king size bed. I hate the silence of the phone. I hate the extra closet space. I hate the smaller portioned dinners that seem to still sit in on the 'leftover' shelf in the fridge. I hate doing the laundry and finding memorabilia. I hate the caller-id with traces of HER. I hate your scent not being in the room. I hate the fact that I try to call you, and it goes to voice mail. I hate the tears that well up in my eyes from the 6 months we spent that mean nothing anymore. I hate the pictures that remain torn in hundreds of pieces on the floor. I hate the ring that you bought, telling me some bullshit about.. forever?? And especially, I hate the fact that its been 2 months since you left and I CAN'T get on with myself, I hate the new people I've tried to see comparing every inch, I hate the party invites from people who "remain neutral", I hate that even my thoughts are consumed by traces of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-2396125876397659550?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/2396125876397659550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=2396125876397659550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2396125876397659550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2396125876397659550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-game.html' title='My Game'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-5698905988675210572</id><published>2009-05-29T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:57:19.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something To Think About..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Juneau Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Artist(Band):Funeral For A Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Tied to the testing of wills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Where my heart breaks and spills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Left to the sight of the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In your arms I'm defined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;We're thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In the minds of your enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;And I'm a stone in the eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Of your foolishness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Well if this is what I'm meant for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm No longer interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Fall forward just to even the score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Just a point to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Tied to the testing of wills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When my heart breaks and spills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Left to the sight of the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In your arms I'm defined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;We're thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In the minds of your enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;And I'm a stone in the eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Of your foolishness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;And I'm nothing more than a line in your book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In your book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In your book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Well if this is what I'm meant for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm No longer interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Fall forward just to even the score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Just a point to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Just A point To You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Just A point To You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yet I'm nothing more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yet I'm nothing more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Than a line in your book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yet I'm nothing more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Than a line in your book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;it's just a sad thought that someone is being used and abused.&lt;br /&gt;the feelings and efforts are being neglected&lt;br /&gt;why do you stay?&lt;br /&gt;have you gone numb, that you don't even care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel sorry for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-5698905988675210572?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5698905988675210572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=5698905988675210572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5698905988675210572'/><link 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0);"&gt;Gone are the endless happy thoughts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Of innocent smiles and unconditional love.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Change is inevitable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Change is the only thing permanent in this world.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The face that launched a thousand ships&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The one who broke million hearts&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;You of the careless whispers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;You, the truest of all of it's aims&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I bid thee farewell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;And farewell i would keep forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/ShObuMpiEjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1p7F7btVFOE/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/ShObuMpiEjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1p7F7btVFOE/s320/DSC00100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337781201335882290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the ladies of US CMI Collections. weee... weee... Barney na Barney lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7867727875604164557?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7867727875604164557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7867727875604164557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7867727875604164557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7867727875604164557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/05/moving-and-slowly-fading.html' title='Moving and Slowly Fading'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/ShObuMpiEjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1p7F7btVFOE/s72-c/DSC00100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-1483087928443210849</id><published>2009-05-12T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T12:30:44.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lift me UP now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ascension - maxwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Oooooh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; It happened the moment, when you were revealed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 'Cause you were a dream that you should not have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; A fantasy real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You gave me this beating baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; This rhythm inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; And you made me feel good and feel nice and feel loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Give me paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; [1] - So shouldn't I realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You're the highest of the high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; If you don't know, then I'll say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; So don't ever wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; [repeat 1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; So tell me how long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; How long it's gonna take until you speak, babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 'Cause I can't live my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Without you here by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Ooh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You gave me the feelin', feelin' in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; [rpt 1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you never cease to amaze me. i loved you like a thousand mornings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;seen moonlit nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i felt the warm embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;for that my thanks to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-1483087928443210849?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/1483087928443210849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=1483087928443210849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1483087928443210849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1483087928443210849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/05/lift-me-up-now.html' title='Lift me UP now'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4429166323669912372</id><published>2009-05-07T15:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:33:18.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm better off ALONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"The Drugs Don't Work"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;All this talk of getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;It's getting me down my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;This time I'm comin' down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;And I hope you're thinking of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;As you lay down on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Now the drugs don't work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;They just make you worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;But I know I'll see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Now the drugs don't work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;They just make you worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;But I know I'll see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;But I know I'm on a losing streak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;'Cause I passed down my old street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;And if you wanna show, then just let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;And I'll sing in your ear again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Now the drugs don't work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;They just make you worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;But I know I'll see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;All this talk of getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;It's getting me down my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;This time I'm comin' down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Now the drugs don't work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;They just make you worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;But I know I'll see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;But if you wanna show, just let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;And I'll sing in your ear again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Now the drugs don't work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;They just make you worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;But I know I'll see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Yeah, I know I'll see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Yeah, I know I'll see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Yeah, I know I'll see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Yeah, I know I'll see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm never going down, I'm never coming down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;No more, no more, no more, no more, no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm never coming down, I'm never going down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;No more, no more, no more, no more, no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;[Repeat and Fade Out]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SgKM_CDU3FI/AAAAAAAAACI/iMmwITEnZfE/s1600-h/last+nite+%40+the+beach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SgKM_CDU3FI/AAAAAAAAACI/iMmwITEnZfE/s320/last+nite+%40+the+beach.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332979923270556754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Last Nite @Puerto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Always been misunderstood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Done with always saying sorry first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- Oris was right i should have stayed and not wasted my effort and our money in that so called trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;thanks for the memories. but this time i think i should be better off alone to avoid conflicts and misunderstandings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i'll see all of you around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4429166323669912372?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4429166323669912372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4429166323669912372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4429166323669912372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4429166323669912372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-better-off-alone.html' title='I&apos;m better off ALONE'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SgKM_CDU3FI/AAAAAAAAACI/iMmwITEnZfE/s72-c/last+nite+%40+the+beach.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-1800717667140621023</id><published>2009-04-24T13:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:41:50.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic Holds me Like a GUN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;◘ Alexisonfire ◘&lt;br /&gt;-To A Friend-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that it's time to get out&lt;br /&gt;My patients are fading fast&lt;br /&gt;The mind bruises just a little bit easier&lt;br /&gt;Dark times and shadows cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you suffering for?&lt;br /&gt;Your pride or some kind of personal war?&lt;br /&gt;And will you throw it away?&lt;br /&gt;For nothing more than the simple taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay in time and watch you pass by&lt;br /&gt;[paranoia woven deep beneath my skin]&lt;br /&gt;And I'll draw this line (breath slow)&lt;br /&gt;And hope you take my side (breath slow)&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't have to fight alone&lt;br /&gt;[you shouldn't have to fight at all]&lt;br /&gt;Its nobody's battle but your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic holds me like a gun&lt;br /&gt;Firm and steadfast bleak and cold&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to kill the drama&lt;br /&gt;This life style's getting old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faces threaten from behind closed doors&lt;br /&gt;Eyes spy from dark windows&lt;br /&gt;Plotting minds that seek to harm me, or maybe not&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something waiting&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;In the darkest Part of&lt;br /&gt;My ima gi na-tion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay in time and watch you pass by&lt;br /&gt;[paranoia woven deep beneath my skin]&lt;br /&gt;And I'll draw this line (breath slow)&lt;br /&gt;And hope you take my side (breath slow)&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't have to fight alone&lt;br /&gt;[you shouldn't have to fight at all]&lt;br /&gt;Its nobody's battle but your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just self-induced terror&lt;br /&gt;There's more to come&lt;br /&gt;This is just a glimpse&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself that it's all in my head&lt;br /&gt;But im pretty hard to convince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there's no relief&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this world can offer&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there's no relief&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this world can offer me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay in time and watch you pass by&lt;br /&gt;I draw this line&lt;br /&gt;And hope you'll take my side&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't have to fight alone&lt;br /&gt;It's nobody's battle but your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; i'm not being emo because i'm not. i know your reading this... you know what i meant when i said that i am not your savior but rather just a person whose willing to take great heights and risks with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/9v0VMwgmqs/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9v0VMwgmqs/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=9v0VMwgmqs" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/9v0VMwgmqs/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/rockmusic16/music/I9AQcj-2/alexisonfire-to-a-friend/"&gt;To A Friend - Alexisonfire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-1800717667140621023?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/1800717667140621023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=1800717667140621023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1800717667140621023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1800717667140621023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/04/panic-holds-me-like-gun.html' title='Panic Holds me Like a GUN...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8475722790599005567</id><published>2009-04-12T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:53:38.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Aim Is True</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SeHi0fjBzFI/AAAAAAAAACA/OfRKPzfKVLs/s1600-h/sword.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SeHi0fjBzFI/AAAAAAAAACA/OfRKPzfKVLs/s320/sword.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323785625978129490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I’m not going to get too sentimental like those other sticker valentines, Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking when I hear the silly things that you say. I think somebody better put out the big light,’cause I can’t stand to see you this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;See? it’s a fact that the only person i can argue with is you, and that spices everything between us . Whether it may be good or bad, i never seem to give up every argument that we have. That is so unusual of me, since most of the time i don’t want to stress myself of those mediocrity ideas that they throw back at me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I know, everything has calmed down. The hostility is over, but silence is more deafening that the noise we create every time we start to open our mouths. Words can create concussions here and there but that would eventually heal, but for actions it would be a never ending infection that cannot be healed and would penetrate deeper until one of us would say ” i give up”. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It became a tapestry of stories intertwined leading one story to another… Can we go back to the start? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8475722790599005567?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8475722790599005567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8475722790599005567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8475722790599005567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8475722790599005567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-aim-is-true.html' title='My Aim Is True'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SeHi0fjBzFI/AAAAAAAAACA/OfRKPzfKVLs/s72-c/sword.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-7697036765900038485</id><published>2009-03-15T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:34:06.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to the 201st Post........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I didn't notice that I have been blogging for quite sometime now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Woopie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;201st and there's more to come....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'll challenge my hands until i can grasp it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i haven't forgotten about this line.... this would still be my mantra but sometimes work and personal matters don't mix... but my words are true. Just look at my shout out right now. I'm not the one destined to save you. I'll just be a shadow on the wall and of course no one wants to fall in love alone. I'll cover you in roses that you won't even notice. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7697036765900038485?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7697036765900038485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7697036765900038485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7697036765900038485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7697036765900038485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/03/heres-to-201st-post.html' title='Here&apos;s to the 201st Post........'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-6561140669390377335</id><published>2009-03-08T14:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:42:07.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eraserheads the FINAL SET 3.07.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SbNm6Ud66UI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tJS1O9kaMzY/s1600-h/eheads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SbNm6Ud66UI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tJS1O9kaMzY/s320/eheads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310701537712597314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The money spent was worth it.  I enjoyed, i did! I did! Rock Stars in it's truest sense, no words can ever describe the feeling of euphoria last night. The intensity was not the same as the first one but nevertheless, knowing that they were able to finish the effin concert was good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;But it would have been better if the great master rapper the late Francis M was able to give an "umph" to the show for the song SuperProxy. Then again, that wouldn't happen never again. Not this time around, maybe in the afterlife....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The Music Will Live On... Sayonara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;new songs in my playlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;reach- eyes set to kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;coming to terms - carolina liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i don't want to be - gavin de graw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;all over you-the spill canvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;rest in pieces - saliva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hiding inside the - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my american heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;use somebody - kings of leon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;still life projector - never looks back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;fake plastic trees - radiohead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tisbury lane - mae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;look after you - the fray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;0:00 am - acid&lt;/span&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/9090461-6561140669390377335?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/6561140669390377335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=6561140669390377335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6561140669390377335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6561140669390377335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/03/eraserheads-final-set-30709.html' title='Eraserheads the FINAL SET 3.07.09'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SbNm6Ud66UI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tJS1O9kaMzY/s72-c/eheads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8808441841632942923</id><published>2009-02-24T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:59:21.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts of a Call Center Agent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;here are some fascinating facts i found out recently about call center agents:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;1. of course, it pretty obvious about the eyebags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;2. even if were in a tropical country, the jacket has become one of the must have's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;3. they have lost the sense of time ( hinde na nila alam kung anung oras at araw ngayon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;4. fast food/junk food is now an essential part of their daily diet. you can now see that in the bulge of their bellies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;5. employees are getting younger and younger. heck, i can see 18 yr old peeps working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;6. the "mga kafatid sa pananampalataya" are rampant at these centers. they are at their par with those homophobic ....... . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;7. in connection to number 6, for those who are straight now. in one point or another they belonged to the pananampalataya before and the other way around. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;8. and last but not the least, they earn more than their normal juan de la cruz counterpart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;that's just what i've observed. but if you think i might be wrong about this. then feel free to correct me. any violent reactions are welcomed as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8808441841632942923?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8808441841632942923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8808441841632942923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8808441841632942923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8808441841632942923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/02/facts-of-call-center-agent.html' title='Facts of a Call Center Agent'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8730185893521909786</id><published>2009-02-18T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:14:06.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa! It's so ME....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;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 back to life a relationship that just died a natural death. Set yourself free, let your heart spread its wings and fly. Remember, it may rain for 40 days and 40 nights, but still it 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. You may find love and lose it but, WHEN LOVE DIES, YOU NEVER DIE WITH IT. You cannot be a redeemer all your life. The best way to weigh a relationship is through the test of fire. You cannot be a loser with your mistake forever. We all fall and make wrong decisions, but our blunders are not meant to bury us deep in misery, but to teach us the valued lessons of life. 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. Then, when everything doesn't end well, we learn how it feels like to fall and get hurt. But learning doesn't have to end there. After our 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'S NO FUTURE FOR A RELATIONSHIP OF LIES AND SELFISHNESS. It's true, there is life in love. But, there can still be life even after losing love. If you leave the past behind and let your heart heal, then you give yourself the chance to find yourself again. The success of a relationship lies not only in the beauty of its beginning, but in its consistency. 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. 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 a part of our everyday lives and eventually consumes our thoughts and actions. 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. YOU DON'T 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 run your life. Be sensible and let your mind speak for itself. Listen not only to your feelings but to reason as well. Always remember that if you lose someone today, it means that someone better is coming tomorrow. IF YOU LOSE LOVE, IT DOESN'T MEAN THAT YOU HAVE FAILED IN LOVE. CRY IF YOU HAVE TO, BUT MAKE SURE THAT TEARS WASH 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. A woman on the rebound could easily fall for sweeping emotions and be made to falsely believe that she finally stumbled upon the right man...when what she just found is only someone to cover up for the love she lost. A man who makes a promise with words and not with actions may never live up to fulfill them. IT'S TRUE THAT LOVE CAN WAIT FOREVER, BUT IT IS CRAZY TO STUBBORNLY HOPE FOR SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T EVEN CARE OR UNDERSTAND HOW YOU FEEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;do i really need to bother myself with this story.... i just posted this to catch your attention. heck, i'm done with those cheesy lines.... and uber-ly depressing story of love and it's failed relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;yesterday was my birthday. another year older and i guess another year wiser (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;but i do thank the One up ABOVE for giving me another year to celebrate life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;C'est La Vie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8730185893521909786?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8730185893521909786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8730185893521909786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8730185893521909786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8730185893521909786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/02/whoa-its-so-me.html' title='Whoa! It&apos;s so ME....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-5101637379642636722</id><published>2009-02-10T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:51:41.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday Gift and All.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;As i promised myself... already bought tickets to the Eraserheads concert without batting an eyelash...since it is one of my whims to attend again the concert.... sorry FOB, i need to let you go since this is rather important. hehehehe.... then after the concert tickets. i'm venturing to a new hobby of lomography. i'll be buying my toy camera next week and i'll have it for a good price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ehem( naynay, as you mentioned.... you'll be buying me a new guitar pick.i want the fender one aight? ) hahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;the band and i are swapping positions since we wanted a new look and a new sound from the previous music we used to play. no more "emo-thingy" for us. i think it is alright for us to do the pop rock, electronic, alternative music. already compiling the songs and all we need is to schedule our band practice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The return of the comeback of Sunset Walkway....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-5101637379642636722?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5101637379642636722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=5101637379642636722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5101637379642636722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5101637379642636722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-gift-and-all.html' title='The Birthday Gift and All.....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-5017205013376675823</id><published>2009-02-01T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:20:12.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The What - NOT of MY Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;would you believe that the "one-who-got-away" unexpectedly resigned from her post as a supervisor. As what I've heard from the people around... that she immediately resigned because her parents grounded her for it. Moreover, what freaked me out is the fact that she is dating a guy who's already married. C'mon... i think she's smart to know what's wrong or right....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;crap, as they would say.... marami ngang matatalinong tanga. and she's one of them. i just hate the fact that she threw away the opportunity that was given to her... but i do wish her all the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hopefully one of these days she will snap out of her crazy relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;anyway, about what happened for the past few weeks has been crazy. 2 batchmates of mine got terminated. then the account got stricter from being lenient... like sort of a martial law implemented on the ops floor. Finally, one of our QA's is crushing on me and what pisses me off is that my batchmates is teasing me about it. i don't want to sound mean, but she is not my type. i would like to thank her in fact coz i never thought someone would be crushing on me. wahaha... me? the complete childish nerd was finally noticed by someone. anyways, i hope this "thing-y" would die its natural death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SYXKNheIvOI/AAAAAAAAABg/RzMFt_EcqcA/s1600-h/lesbian-make-out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SYXKNheIvOI/AAAAAAAAABg/RzMFt_EcqcA/s200/lesbian-make-out.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297862870343138530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-5017205013376675823?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5017205013376675823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=5017205013376675823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5017205013376675823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5017205013376675823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-not-of-my-story.html' title='The What - NOT of MY Story'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SYXKNheIvOI/AAAAAAAAABg/RzMFt_EcqcA/s72-c/lesbian-make-out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-1297832190113351142</id><published>2009-01-18T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:38:58.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame my Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;it's time to let go of things that has ended a few years ago. there's no need to cry over spilled milk, even if somethings/ some feelings didn't have any closure. failure is not an option it happens, let go and if it doesn't  try again and again til your so sick of that situation, regret and pain. it is the only way for salvation, salvation of having the feeling of being content and happy. err, i guess being "happy" would just be the right word to describe it. i think no one would ever be content or so i thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nobody wants to be stuck in the same merry-go-round. move out of your comfort zone, exceed your limits and break free of the norms that you grew up following. now is the time to scream that ' I'm already over you' and this time you ain't turning back. Moving forward is your only option and your future is what matters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;as my new mantra goes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"I'll challenge my hands until i can grasp it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Cheers to the New Year 2009. I'll be looking forward for the tears, pain and laughter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-1297832190113351142?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/1297832190113351142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=1297832190113351142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1297832190113351142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1297832190113351142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/01/blame-my-memories.html' title='Blame my Memories'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8191262637305189202</id><published>2009-01-13T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:52:06.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the razzle dazzle of the new year....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;new year, new songs in my playlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;dizzee rascal and calvin harris - dance with me* shazzam remix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;christian falk feat robyn - dream on (moto blanco) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;no halo = put your hands on*warren clarke remix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ron gelfer - my beat sounds like (disco lips remix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;m gee - body swerve (warren clarke remix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;raw fea amanda wilson - intoxicated ( jimmy chews bassremix &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cevin fisher - burnin' up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;static revenger - happy people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;atfc - bad habit 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;guru josh - infinity 2008 klaas rmx &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;afro medusa - pasilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;shakedown - at night  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;axwell &amp;amp; bob sinclair ft ron caroll - wonderful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;freemasons - if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;steve mac -loving you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;jason phatts ft ben ofodoe - can't stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;bart b more vs oliver twist - finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;full intention - i'll be waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;bootyluv - boogie tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;michael woods -natural high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;shiny grey - why (wez clarke remix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;freemasons - watchin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nalin &amp;amp; kane - beach ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;wez clarke -  someday (wez terrace)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pryda - rakfunkt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;adele - hometown glory (axwell mix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;eric prydz - pijanoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"justice - d.a.n.c.e. - boring song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mark knight &amp;amp; funakagenda - shogun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;plantlife -sun shines through your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;rae &amp;amp; christian fea veba - spellbound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;eat more cake ft alexiz griffith - red sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;bob sinclair - i feel for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;josy watley - love hangover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nightmares on wax - hey go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;dj spen &amp;amp; the muthafunkaz pre mark evans - given me joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;dannii minogue - more more more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cicada - raydio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;raplh myerz - stormy weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;miguel migs - fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ernie k doe - here ccom the girls - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the super phonics - dial l for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;roisin murphy -let me know - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kish mauve - lose control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;reel people fea tasita d'mour - anything you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;miguel migs - breakin' it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my only goal for this year is to be promoted, no apprehensions or what not. i don't care about the consequences that it might bring in the end. I'll be promoted no matter what happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"if we could correct one fault in a year, we would be soon perfect men"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8191262637305189202?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8191262637305189202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8191262637305189202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8191262637305189202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8191262637305189202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2009/01/razzle-dazzle-of-new-year.html' title='the razzle dazzle of the new year....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-2807204488992013330</id><published>2008-12-26T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:10:35.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas and A Rockin' New Year To ALL!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;As expected of what my job description is, i celebrated my Christmas eve in the office. of course that was for the convenience of our customers not ours. Like hell, i wanted to scream at them that they are enjoying their Christmas eve while i was stuck there taking calls. my ears were already  bleeding from all the ranting (I'm just exaggerating)... C'mon people have a freakin' life! Can't they be nice for just one day only? as usual i won't expect anything this new year's eve. I'm pretty sure that I'll be spending new year's eve at work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hayz this would be second time in a row already..... happy new year na lang sa akin.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-2807204488992013330?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/2807204488992013330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=2807204488992013330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2807204488992013330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2807204488992013330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-xmas-and-rockin-new-year-to-all.html' title='Merry Xmas and A Rockin&apos; New Year To ALL!!!!'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8003911730270958372</id><published>2008-11-22T03:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T04:10:40.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Ninja "Liit"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;that little voice inside has woken up and that small intellectuality is up and running again. oooohhhhhh, i can't wait to see more posts here for our new material.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;just so you wait... Sunset Walkway will be back to rock everyone's world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;======================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Crisis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;show me the right direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;coz i'm caught in the middle of this crossroad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;when all was left were lies and goodbyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;memories have been remnants of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;please try to move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i'll be shouting at the top of my lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;that enough is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;this kiss would be the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;so hold me close, hold me tightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;if we can go back to the place on how things started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i'll just wait for you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i tried to be a blanket to comfort you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;but you burned and threw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;silence is the only answer i could give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sadness will witness it thru the track of my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nothing will save me from this and so are you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;will you not hold me and see me never?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i chose my path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;this life is just a journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;my eyes are open from the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;these emotions already faltered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;undeniably, you made everything upside down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;the hurt you've caused inside out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;this kiss would be the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; so hold me close, hold me tightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8003911730270958372?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8003911730270958372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8003911730270958372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8003911730270958372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8003911730270958372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-and-ninja-liit.html' title='Me and Ninja &quot;Liit&quot;'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-1523611010380073314</id><published>2008-11-19T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:07:09.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh Why Mr. Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;                &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Smite me you MIGHTY “SMITER!!!” (if there’s such a thing) thanks for letting me be careless… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;shadow you have ruined my short but sweet intellectuality… For a moment there, i think i used 25% of my brain coz most of the time i only use one percent. I am a lazy thinker that’s why nothings been happening. I let FATE dictate everything for me… But nevertheless, May the FATES be with me…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-1523611010380073314?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/1523611010380073314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=1523611010380073314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1523611010380073314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1523611010380073314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-oh-why-mr-coffee.html' title='Why oh Why Mr. Coffee'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-7989976608949390115</id><published>2008-11-01T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:11:41.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All by my lonesome this All Saints Day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SQxKZNPOjvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SlMXNxbz9MA/s1600-h/the+crazy+metro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SQxKZNPOjvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SlMXNxbz9MA/s200/the+crazy+metro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263663861399981810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Whew, a friend of mine from long ago blogged something about her life and it's good to know that everything's fine with all the things that's been happening with her. She's expecting a baby soon and how cool is that? Ü &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;My sincerest congratulations to her, i guess we ended things in a hostile way. But i do mean well for her. Blessed be to her and her baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Moving on, today is All Saints Day this is the time of the year that in our country we visit our loved ones who have already passed on. Well, in my case its my grandparents ( dads side) that were visited a few hours ago. As expected it was like a picnic and a family reunion at the cemetery. As years pass by, the way we celebrate this holiday things have changed or maybe the current generation have slowly forgotten the essence on why they are visiting their loved ones during this day? The cemetery has become a haven of the fashionanistas and the fashion disasters, all day long they think about them selves but they even haven't said a single prayer for their loved ones. For crying out loud people, try to respect the dead! The only thing that they need from us are our prayers not how well or how bad you were dressed for the day. Plus, i don't also think that they are interested to listen to the latest chismis going on to this or that person. It doesn't sound right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Enough of my raves... I'm dead tired only had 4 hours of sleep....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Btw here's the conversation i had with my real friend... missed our little chat and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: so wala kang pasok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: nope sa monday na ulit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: so every weekends off mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: for this training lang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: fixed yan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: nope, pag nasa floor daw weekdays karamihan ang off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: teka asa bahay ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ibig sabihin may internet na ulit kayo dyan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: just got home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: and landline?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: uu may internet pero smartbro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: no landline dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: wehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: naks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: sino bayad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: mabilis ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: naks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: webcam tayo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: yeah but sometimes may laggy moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: wala akong webcam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: may headset ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: pak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: nde pa ako nakakabili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: wla rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: wala pa akong budget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: internet pa lang kaya ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: hehehe.. np&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: unti unti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: mahal ba magpasmart bro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: actually dapat sma ako sa mindoro tonite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: yung sa bahay namin pldt dsl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: nde naman nsa 2500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: ok na yun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: kasi monthly it'll be 1000 na lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: oh bat di ka sumama sa mindoro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: lock in period of a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: late na ako nasabihan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ano yan may contract?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: and nung nagkita kami ni margo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ilang taon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: one yr lang po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: sabi nya punta daw sils ng mindoro tonite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ngak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: kaso after pumunta sa patay diresto sila ng mindoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: icc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: xet dude, they own a beach lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: tang ina yumayaman na pinsan ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: eh pede ka naman sumama.. manghiram ka na alng ng damit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: dati pwede un kaso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ndi ba sa parents nya yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: kaso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: it doesn't work that way na sa parents ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: huh? ano ba yun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: i can't go anywhere without their permission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: dude my parents are growing the opposite way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: tang ina talaga my mum told me again for the nth time that she will treat us as her babies even if we were already married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: syet chong!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: how crazy is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: totally screwed up right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ang tanda mo na!! kailangan ka pa bang bantayan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: pak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: i know, kaya no wonder na tawag ako ng officemate ko na alagain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: because of that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: sobra! your screwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: i know so how can i possibly have a decent relationship with anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: if your mum is always on your back in a annoying way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ganito na lang.. magtrabaho para makapagtapos sa work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ay sa pagaaral pla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: sorry mali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: ok lang... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ayun tapos work ulit.. tapos pag kaya na.. bumukod ka na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: yep... but i need to find a place on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: yah i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: so that i could move away from my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: magipon ka ng malaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: tapos punta ka dito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: wahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: dito ka magwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: i really need to go somewhere far from the metro or to another country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: bukod na bukod ka na nun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: yeah that's my plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: yeaaaahhhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: i think i have saved enough to go there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: sama sama ulit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: kaso i still need to save up so that i could stay there longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: and enough money is not enough.. swertihan din makahanap work dito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: it's always been there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: tama yan.. ipon ipon ipon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: and i'm crossing my fingers that i could get a decent job when i get there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: tama.. studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ako din.. cross fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: thanks! i think i'll need that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: pero come to think of it ok nadin na ganun si mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: wehehe at least may mauuwian pa ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: sabagay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: it's nice but sometimes they do get on your nerves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: ang pamilya lang andyan pagwala na ang lahat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: and i'm keeping those who are important to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: dude so far as what i've learned from the past years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: i've gained and lost some friends along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: pero i have alot of friends but what i have which means you... is a real friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: sige type ka lang dude..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: teka yosi lang muna..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: tsk wag ka ng mag yosi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: bawal dyan sa sing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: naks! i'm tats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: wahahaha di tuloy ako naka-alis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: did it moved you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: pero that was said in all sincerity ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: it did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: no bullcrap or whatsoever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: same here chong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: eh alam mo naman un eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: ikaw at ikaw lang naman din talaga tsong kabatak ko in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: i know when i come back or visit the phils.. andyan ka lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: whether i made a lousy mistake or not you've always been there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ivy Orense: =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skye_ashcroft: i'm always gonna be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7989976608949390115?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7989976608949390115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7989976608949390115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7989976608949390115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7989976608949390115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-by-my-lonesome-this-all-saints-day.html' title='All by my lonesome this All Saints Day....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SQxKZNPOjvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SlMXNxbz9MA/s72-c/the+crazy+metro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-198305808172426725</id><published>2008-10-30T20:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:31:43.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Crushing on You....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SQmviS7dclI/AAAAAAAAABI/UvM5yFqNK54/s1600-h/ashley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SQmviS7dclI/AAAAAAAAABI/UvM5yFqNK54/s200/ashley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262930643290780242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"You made me fall, it's not the face but rather the beautiful voice. I'm gonna keep myself posted if your gonna have gigs somewhere here in the metro....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;For now, let me bore myself more.... Just by doing this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I Know - Ashley Gosiengfiao (my new crush) tee hee the girl in the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;What are the last 4 digits in your cellphone number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;* 8271&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;beef broccolli with tofu. Doing the healthy lifestyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;How is the weather right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;hmmm... i guess humid and hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;none so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Favourite type of Food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Anything but i am picking when it comes to veggies and fishies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;yeah like water. it is essential right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;colour of your car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;not really my car my car's mum it's blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Eye colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you wear contacts/glasses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i wear glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Favourite holiday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;none in particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Last Movie you Watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Storm breaker but I'm looking forward for Changeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;How are you feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;just plainly bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;What were you doing before filling this out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;listening to her song....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;hmmm, would the stray cats be considered as pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you like to travel by plane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;hmmm... can't say? it's been a long time eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you have a tattoo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;yep, two in fact. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you still watch cartoons on Saturday mornings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;not on Saturdays on Sundays i do... hey I'm a kid at heart....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;What is the wallpaper on your mobile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;a jumping bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Did you get enough sleep last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;nowadays yeah i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Grilled or fried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;* Grilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;it depends, after watching a horror film. yeah,  that'll give me goosebumps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Favourite tv show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Chuck and Cashmere Mafia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;What's your favourite colour/s?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Gray (being "in between" is fine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;What are the things you always take with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Mobile phone, my inhaler, wet wipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;What do you wanna be when you were a kid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;a lying lawyer (hahahaha.... though the perspective have already changed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;What do you usually do when the clock turns 11:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;why, is there something special about this time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;The colour of your bedsheets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Have you ever thought about getting your lip pierced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;yeah like a snake bite labret but my friend already sports that on her lips. In fact, I'd do tattoo in my back. I'd prefer that way since i like the burning sensation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;If you are being extremely quiet what does that mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Are you a morning person or a night person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;* night person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;do people underestimate you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i dunno, i am born naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;What was the worst mistake of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i can't elaborate that...not here. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you like walking in the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;yeah, especially when your crying for something or someone. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;If you HAD to get a piercing (not ears) what would you get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;eyebrow piercing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-198305808172426725?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/198305808172426725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=198305808172426725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/198305808172426725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/198305808172426725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-crushing-on-you.html' title='I&apos;m Crushing on You....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SQmviS7dclI/AAAAAAAAABI/UvM5yFqNK54/s72-c/ashley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-830541914499599938</id><published>2008-10-26T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:50:31.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HairSpray the MUSICAL....</title><content type='html'>Hi! i still have tickets for the November 23, 3pm show of HAIRSPRAY THE MUSICAL at the Star Theatre, CCP Complex. you can get in touch with me via YM, email (joyalano@gmail.com) or mobile (0917 620 6303) for ticket inquiries and reservations. I can also send you the seat plan via email upon request. Thanks! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-830541914499599938?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/830541914499599938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=830541914499599938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/830541914499599938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/830541914499599938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/10/hairspray-musical.html' title='HairSpray the MUSICAL....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-6206607512410721921</id><published>2008-10-20T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:07:30.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Says It All....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"we followed the rules, and we got screwed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;thinking about it... i never followed conformity... although, if it is really needed or if my ass is on the line already i think I'll follow...ehem, that was my thoughts back then... now, that i have recently resigned from my previous job, i think doing nothing is worse than going to work and cursing yourself why your still there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;On a Lighter Note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm always online checking emails, my social networks, online games and "ym-ing". I know that she's pre - occupying my mind right now but come to think about it,i don't want to make her my world. I still have other things to think and give importance as well. Whenever we got out with her friends they always ask me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"So, are you in a commitment now? Or you'll just be exclusively dating all your lives?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*Blank face for me and never said a word and walked away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Whoa, now that got me off - guard i never thought about it. For the past 2 months we've been seeing each other for coffee or late night dinners somewhere in the metro.  Knowing myself as what I've already mentioned over and over esp. in this blog that I am an emotional cripple just by mentioning the word "relationship or commitments"  scares the living daylights out of me. She knows. So, I guess that is the reason why Fate brought us to each others arms again because of that idea.  But since your out of town and visiting your parents and loved ones back in CDO.... wheeee, this sounds so cheesy "I Miss You Already" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Anyway, i chanced upon this song in youtube.  Eva Avila - Fallin' For You it's an RNB-ish song but it's a good one. check the lyrics, ayt? Email me back once you've read this blog. Wahaha, oh i know you will. I have so much to tell that this space won't be enough to cover all the stuff I want to tell you. So, please go home soon right? Ü  By the way when you get home, there's a band i want you to check out or we can check them out, the bands name is Nyctinasty they're like the girl version of Typecast. They're good i tell yah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;posted is the lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Fallin' For You - Eva Avila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I have got a sweet obsession &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You have captured my attention &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How am I gon' get me through the day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tried to get you out my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But damn, you creep in every time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh boy, I never thought I'd feel this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;[Chorus:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Cuz you got my head a-spinning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;just like a carousel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Thinking of you every minute, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I know it's crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;but true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm fa-la-la-la-falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Kind of like a constant craving, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm underneath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;your spell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Baby there ain't no escaping; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I know it's crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;but true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Fa-la-la-la-falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Why'd you have to touch me like you do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You know there's no resisting you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I feel a shiver every time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm saying whoa! Baby, what you doing to me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Out of control! And it's taking over me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Gotta let you know! I ain't gonna give up till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;you're mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;[Chorus:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Cuz you got my head a-spinning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;just like a carousel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Thinking of you every minute, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I know it's crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;but true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm fa-la-la-la-falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Kind of like a constant craving, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm underneath your spell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Baby there ain't no escaping; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I know it's crazy but true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Fa-la-la-la-falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You got me falling for you baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I don't know what I'm gon' do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You got me crawling; I'm falling falling falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You got me falling for you baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I don't know what I'm gon' do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You got me crawling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm falling falling falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;[Chorus:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Cuz you got my head a-spinning just like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;carousel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Thinking of you every minute, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I know it's crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;but true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm fa-la-la-la-falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Kind of like a constant craving, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm underneath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;your spell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Baby there ain't no escaping; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I know it's crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;but true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Fa-la-la-la-falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You got me falling for you baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I don't know what I'm gon' do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You got me crawling; I'm falling falling falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You got me falling for you baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I don't know what I'm gon' do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You got me crawling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm falling falling falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm falling for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-6206607512410721921?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/6206607512410721921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=6206607512410721921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6206607512410721921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6206607512410721921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/10/that-says-it-all.html' title='That Says It All....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8313017045265178379</id><published>2008-10-03T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:34:13.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3voluTi0n@ry 3Ch0....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sometimes you feel like everybody's gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;your all alone, the pain never ceases to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;in your lucid dreams, in your frail soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;your wondering whats keeping you from moving on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't you realize that she's your heroine&lt;br /&gt;the drug that makes you delusional&lt;br /&gt;if this the perfect song&lt;br /&gt;then i think you could've listened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've gone deaf, you've gone blindnow move on and break that habit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8313017045265178379?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8313017045265178379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8313017045265178379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8313017045265178379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8313017045265178379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/10/3voluti0nry-3ch0.html' title='3voluTi0n@ry 3Ch0....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3640697583288276921</id><published>2008-10-02T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:34:03.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"IT" didn't Rocked my world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Would you believe it, i never felt that there was a low intensity earthquake this morning? geez, does this mean that I've become insensitive as well with my surroundings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;My insensitivity has gotten worse from bad. too bad for my sorry ass if i wasn't able to feel that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;anyway, that was just my two cents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Awhile ago, we tried the New Bombay Restaurant at The Columns in Makati after our work and the food was ok pero it was a taste challenge for me if i can really handle the spices. Guess what? hahaha... the freaking rice was so spicy and hot pero keri ko xa. But i completely forgot that  i have an allergy in eating chicken and eating too much cheese can cause migraine for me... Now, i can feel the allergy kicking in and the migraine is starting to bang my head now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Got to rest na... kasi i still have work pa later... good Luck to Me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hahaha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3640697583288276921?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3640697583288276921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3640697583288276921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3640697583288276921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3640697583288276921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-didnt-rocked-my-world.html' title='&quot;IT&quot; didn&apos;t Rocked my world...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3369536206446661068</id><published>2008-10-01T10:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:45:58.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Experimental Games and More....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Someone's not telling me something...it's funny, it's been awhile since I've known her. i guess, she likes to hide a lot things from people and i completely understand why. however, i just feel sorry for her "whatever" back in Italy since she doesn't have any idea what's been happening here while she's away. hmmm... i think, I'd&lt;br /&gt;really go for my first option and that is to sever the ties i had with her and my other friend. since, i don't want to include myself in the complexity of her "life" life. I'd stick to the people i know and bonded with, in this current account of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;geez, i never met someone who's so in a way like a "player" as what they would put it. maybe she has her own reasons why she's keeping her "past" now and not moving forward with "present".&lt;br /&gt;heck, *let me bang my head on the wall* at this age? geez, everyone's playing no one likes to stick to one relationship anymore... who am i kidding? the word "commitment" does not exist anymore in my vocabulary so why am i reacting? whatever the fates decides upon so be it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;for the mean time my clock is ticking and i still haven't decided where to go which i find so crazy. December is nearing and i need the extra income so that i could give nice gifts to my nieces... hahaha and I'm still drooling for the next design that i want to be tattooed on my back or on my shoulders.... hmmm.... that would be very nice. really it would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* just an update: hahaha.... i can no longer locate the printed blog piece.... it would be nice if I re- post that here....* =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the drugs don't work as what you used to expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it caused panic and nausea on your part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;you've gone sober now... and you just want to be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;what you're feeling right now is quite different from before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cry for me like you never cried before,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i've gone mental... i won't even fall for your mental games not anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i'm gonna leave you like my one hit liners before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3369536206446661068?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3369536206446661068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3369536206446661068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3369536206446661068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3369536206446661068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/10/her-experimental-games-and-more.html' title='Her Experimental Games and More....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-7812437804937131085</id><published>2008-09-29T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:52:14.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a long drive to "Vegas Skies"....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm feeling all cheery today which I find so weird, since most of the time I'm being in my "all time low". I think this week might end up as a good one.  But nevertheless, i shouldn't expect anything at all since it might turn out the opposite way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;The sudden rush of things, it is so overwhelming.... truly it is. Or it could be my "........" oh sheesh, you already know who you are and i know you have been reading my posts for quite some time now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;By the way, i think I have saved enough money for my Singapore trip next year. wupee!!! Guys (Karen and Ivy) you'll be seeing me soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;on my playlists:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;vegas skies - the cab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;make it mine - jason mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;uy, feelings ko talaga pinaglalaruan lang ako... let's see what happens sweety. The word commitment has been erased from my vocabulary, I already told you a few times already that I am an "emotional cripple"... let's hope for the better ok????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7812437804937131085?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7812437804937131085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7812437804937131085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7812437804937131085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7812437804937131085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-long-drive-to-vegas-skies.html' title='It&apos;s a long drive to &quot;Vegas Skies&quot;....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-6763118178034446150</id><published>2008-09-26T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:12:12.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Au Revoir!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Come October time, I'll be counting the days left i have with the company. A lot of things are going inside this head of mine... questions on where to go next, when shall i start to find a new career and why am i really leaving... So, should i go ahead and sever the ties i had with the people i just recently met?  I'm just trying to avoid being in a "depression"mode whenever i'm alone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Really now? crazy thoughts have pre - occupied my thoughts lately. I know you were just trying to help me sort out things, but you know me better than the rest. What do you think i should do? I wonder... Heck, i'm just repeating myself here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Just a thought... i want to compare a friend of mine and her "whatever" to Lindsay Lohan and Samantha Ronson. hahaha... now i'm laughing about it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;On a lighter note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Dang! ADMU won now that sucks! But HOORAH to SAN BEDA!!! woot! go go go my dear alma mater!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;on my playlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;until the end of time - justine timberlake &amp;amp; beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;like a star - corrine bailey rae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;heaven - los lonely boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i kissed a girl - katy perry (beat that huh?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-6763118178034446150?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/6763118178034446150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=6763118178034446150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6763118178034446150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6763118178034446150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/09/au-revoir.html' title='Au Revoir!'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4396260636103741515</id><published>2008-09-22T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:55:53.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at the skyline....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Last Saturday I already submitted my resignation letter. I have only one month left and everyone is making a fuss about it, which shouldn't be anyone's business. Heck, even some of my relatives are questioning me about my resignation. I know I should wait after December before I leave but I can't wait that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to forget this depression that I’m feeling right now because I don’t want this to ruin my whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;On a lighter note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I had my first pt session last Saturday and it was relieving. For that I still have 5 more sessions left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; This coming Friday Urbandub will have a gig at Hard Rock and I am going to watch them play good music. Hahahaha….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4396260636103741515?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4396260636103741515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4396260636103741515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4396260636103741515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4396260636103741515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/09/look-at-skyline.html' title='Look at the skyline....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-6762796244794446386</id><published>2008-09-16T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T17:20:21.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I Stay or Should I Go????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Pls. stop asking me questions!!!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;geez, i ain't turning back and i ain't gonna eat my pride. I already made up my mind. I'm not happy anymore, plus the way I'm seeing things now...It would just get worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The margin of error would be high come this holiday season, so now i just want to say "good luck" and "good riddance"  to me. I know, I'm getting to be a pain in the butt for that i do not care at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;For the French Supe, you won't be seeing my face anymore... i think you should be planning a party now, like i would care...not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;It would be a waste of time and effort if I'm going to stay longer since everybody's leaving anyway... there is no reason for me to stay.  As for my friends, you have my number... so know what to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-6762796244794446386?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/6762796244794446386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=6762796244794446386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6762796244794446386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6762796244794446386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/09/should-i-stay-or-should-i-go.html' title='Should I Stay or Should I Go????'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4770756314651908430</id><published>2008-09-08T14:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:11:59.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Officially, this would be my last week of meeting my required stats for work. After this week, i'll be rendering my resignation. I need not elaborate why i'm quitting my job... i guess, there's no need to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Last Saturday spent some time with an old fling of mine, and we are now trying to work things out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Crossing my fingers that this time everything would go smoothly as we planned it to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;hay, another week. ANOTHER MANIC MONDAY as they would always say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Congratulations to the UP PEP Squad for yet giving a stellar performance on last week's Cheer Dance Competition.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4770756314651908430?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4770756314651908430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4770756314651908430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4770756314651908430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4770756314651908430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-last-week.html' title='My Last Week...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4508721773283602173</id><published>2008-09-02T10:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:18:13.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eraserheads was so Bitin ATBP....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SLzonEnDmKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/njC15TfjaVk/s1600-h/eraserheads-old-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SLzonEnDmKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/njC15TfjaVk/s200/eraserheads-old-full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241319824302512290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Last saturday was a dream come true since i was able to attend the concert of Eraserheads which molded me to like alternative, pop rock or whatever you might call it. I couldn't care less if i attended the concert alone. Heck, i was there to enjoy the concert and not to mingle and socialize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;There i was, the adrenaline rush started to kick in...The sleepiness and hunger that i felt on my way to the concert venue was gone. Ely (the front man) started the show with Alapaap, everyone was singing along, jumping and clapping. The whole venue went crazy and so am i... it nearly brought me to tears since memories flashed back one after the other. From the day when Ely's sister Elyra was handing out posters of her brother's first album (Ultramangneticpop) until i bought the last album Carbon Stereoxide. Yes, Ely's sister was my classmate back then until we graduated elementary...hahaha, i think during our graduation nobody paid attention to the ceremony itself everyone was anticipating to get a picture side by side with Ely and have his autograph. Yeah, i had that moment and i kept that picture in one of my albums. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Then of, to high school that's how i really appreciated the whole Eraserheads thing- y until they disbanded back in 2002. Everyone was disappointed since hell, they were LEGENDS!!! i tell yah!!! Legends in the Pinoy Rock scene. So, going back one song after the other i was singing my lungs out, clapping. I need not to refresh all there songs since i have memorized all of them in my heart. Inspirations and aspirations to be just like them. Total geniuses, i said to myself when i was there. After 13 to 14 songs, they had the interval for 20 minutes and i decided to buy a drink but it was more than 20 minutes and the second half still hasn't started yet. Then, there it was the announcement made by Lally that they won't be able to continue the concert because Ely had an attack again. Everyone went quiet, still in shock... it took me an hour before the whole thing sinked in. I thought it was joke, and no it was not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't care about the money i spent to get the ticket. What I'm wishing for right now is that I hope that there would be another reunion concert since it was BITIN.  Crossing my fingers that there would be another one.... hehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ATBP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Saw my ex-fling there, she saw me talked and i can't believe that she's back from CDO. hehehe, she looks so "refreshed" since it was a long time since the last time i saw her. It's good to know that your doing ok and everything's fine now and congratulations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;saw some old "friends" of mine... hope you  enjoyed the concert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4508721773283602173?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4508721773283602173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4508721773283602173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4508721773283602173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4508721773283602173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/09/eraserheads-was-so-bitin-atbp.html' title='The Eraserheads was so Bitin ATBP....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SLzonEnDmKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/njC15TfjaVk/s72-c/eraserheads-old-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-270929477403426811</id><published>2008-08-22T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:44:04.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hug</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A hug could mean  a lot, it's your birthday. I just greeted you a happy birthday awhile ago before i went home. You surprised me with that hug, by doing that right then and there i felt like  i was melting already.  You never cease to amaze  me,  intelligent, sweet and unpredictable. Ever since we moved to the 5th floor, how i wish i could tell you that i really missed you. Those stolen glances then you'd smile at me back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;If only i can tell you all this, but we both know that i can't since it'll only create tsismis sa floor. Being the talk of the town is least thing i wanted. Anyway, i have this crazy idea of not washing my shirt and hang it in my closet... nah, i was just joking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Happy Birthday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-270929477403426811?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/270929477403426811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=270929477403426811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/270929477403426811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/270929477403426811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/08/hug.html' title='A Hug'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4495251149200979571</id><published>2008-08-18T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T20:09:49.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Minute Til Midnight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;A minute until midnight and here i am still thinking about you? how are you? is he/she keeping you company right now? i just thought about you awhile ago, and i was just thinking what if i asked you out for coffee? hell no, i ain't gonna ask you out for a movie that is so high - "schoolish". A poetry reading perhaps? I know a good one somewhere in Katipunan, but i do not know if you even like poetry. *sigh* anyway, i guess... we'll never have the chance to hook up. Ewww, i sound so like a f*ckin' stalker here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;No one would even bother to notice me and this crowd. Not even you will notice me from this crowd. I'm just this wallflower, trust me. My tongue starts to stutter and my mouth mumbling nonsense in the air. Emotions all said in air and tomorrow would just be another day. By profession, we know each other but i want more than that. I want you to know me better and if you're my cure then i need to be cured now. You should know that you were the cause why I'm acting all jittery and my stomach filled with butterflies. Tonight, we'll see each other just hi and hello's will be exchanged nothing more and nothing less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;No matter how many cigarettes i smoke, books i read and rosaries i pray... my heart won't believe that your still here and I'm caught in the middle of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;On lighter note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;new evaluation again, so what's in store? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i changed my play list. I guess,  I'm done with the "emo" contemplating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Currently Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Still Here - Aural Float&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Feels Good -  David Morales (OST of Don't Mess With the Zohan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;* this Wednesday, I'm gonna try to watch Wall-E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4495251149200979571?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4495251149200979571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4495251149200979571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4495251149200979571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4495251149200979571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/08/minute-til-midnight.html' title='A Minute Til Midnight...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8940313580449382122</id><published>2008-08-10T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:08:14.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I look at the stars....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I look at the stars, i hope you see them too... I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I had a dream about you. I certainly miss you, wasn't able to keep track of the time when i used to make you laugh with my silly jokes. My annoying questions that no matter how you tried to be irritated by it, you just can't because i know that i was just playing. Conversations that would last until the wee hours of the morning and dreams that you wanted to be this and to accomplish that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;From you i learned the art of waiting and that patience was a  virtue, and your a habit i just cannot break. Oh jeez, i know that you know that already and that i need not say it anymore. Then, I'd wake up tomorrow with this memory in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;These words will come out naturally as already mentioned a hundred times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;on a lighter note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;after one year of not playing the bass guitar, i started to play it again and hold it. Familiarize myself with the scales, hopefully this would prepare mo for the so-called "gig" that my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;volunteered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; me into. i just don't like making a fool out of myself in front those people that i do not know. *_* but just in case, i already hired the services of a friend who i know can play kick ass bass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;a new week, a new month. will i stay for another year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;on my playlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the juliana theory and mayday parade....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and some Hed Kandi chill out tracks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8940313580449382122?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8940313580449382122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8940313580449382122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8940313580449382122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8940313580449382122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-look-at-stars.html' title='I look at the stars....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8317161129808549786</id><published>2008-08-03T16:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:37:58.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Month? A start of a new year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; I can officially say that i am now a corporate slave, been one since i started working. Whew, one year? I didn't even noticed that I was celebrating my one year. To my batch mates who I started with day one from the people I've met along the way and now to the account I've been with for almost 6 months and counting. I cannot say that I'm going to stay there for the rest of my life but still there are opportunities waiting for me outside or if they can offer a good lateral movement for me, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;See how odd it is? ewww, that sounds creepy to be finally included as a young preppy professional... hey can i object to that? and can slacking be considered as a job? hmmm... let's see what would happen if i slack off for one month? hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IncredOffice.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/IncredOffice.jpg" alt="odd job" weight="225" border="0" height="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;on a lighter note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i'm currently listening to :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dear Maria, Come In - All Time Low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Never Look Back - Still Life Projector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and i'm planning to watch the Mummy 3 and Wall-E. *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8317161129808549786?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8317161129808549786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8317161129808549786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8317161129808549786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8317161129808549786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-month-start-of-new-year.html' title='New Month? A start of a new year?'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8421921170253268930</id><published>2008-07-27T20:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:05:27.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Real Dark Night for the Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SIx2tOi2DNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jfYsDs-I5KA/s1600-h/Dark_Knight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SIx2tOi2DNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jfYsDs-I5KA/s200/Dark_Knight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227683786840739026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;After seeing the film two hours ago, i was quite disappointed with the new Batman movie. I guess, i expected too much that it nearly ruined the excitement i had for the  film. Bale as Batman was an "a-ight" performance and Heath Ledger (bless his soul!) as Joker was quite weird since that character has a "don't - care - kind -  of - an - attitude". He rarely laughed and he was way too serious... Or maybe i am just over reacting since i am such an avid fan of the uncanny Hero. *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyway, i would like to commend the actors and actresses as well as the Nolan brothers for bringing substance to the movie. I am now looking forward to watch Hellboy II. *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;err... did i mention that my ultimate crush Edison Chen was in the movie though he had a cameo for about 5- 10 seconds. *_* nevertheless, is he or is he so freakin' hot! *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note:&lt;br /&gt;check out -  still life project&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to -  object of my affection and never look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8421921170253268930?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8421921170253268930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8421921170253268930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8421921170253268930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8421921170253268930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/07/real-dark-night-for-dark-knight.html' title='A Real Dark Night for the Dark Knight'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/SIx2tOi2DNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jfYsDs-I5KA/s72-c/Dark_Knight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3859214649908462659</id><published>2008-07-26T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:37:11.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more days and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Come July 30th, it would now be my first year with my first serious work. However, there were a mighty few of us left in our original batch out of 13 original trainees for our first account 4 were left.  One already promoted to be a tier 2 and the rest are performers in their respective accounts. So far, so good i guess? We had to re- schedule our one year celebration since my batch mate was on leave for 2 weeks and she'll be coming in second week of August. Hopefully, it'll push through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;other notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;the French sup is getting on my nerves now.... I was planning to study French next month, but rather not to.... I'd rather stick to what i'm already familiar with which is Spanish... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Hehehe... plans plans plans.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;What will i do next? hmmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3859214649908462659?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3859214649908462659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3859214649908462659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3859214649908462659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3859214649908462659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/07/5-more-days-and-counting.html' title='5 more days and Counting'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-1148492258145937304</id><published>2008-07-19T22:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:29:12.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Quick Get Away....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For the past few days, i went on leave which i have to beg since we're not really allowed to have a long one. Trust me, for me to be able to have my leaves approved i was like so being "good" and it was a hard thing for me to do since it was so not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I'll just make it short and sweet. I will not upload my pictures of my trip on my social network sites since the trip i made was simply for my eyes only. I need not share the experience i had. *_* bleh =p It's not that i am being selfish, but there are just somethings that needs to be kept privately. The memories are all in film, I'd rather go old school. Taking photographs are far better than taking pictures. Those memories printed in film are kept with care than letting people see what stupidity or something nice you've done. The printed images will be kept in one album about my mishaps, success, laughter and sorrow, these i will show to my nieces and nephews or kids even (the question is if I'm going to have one *_*  hahaha....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Surfing in La Union was the best, Thanks kuya Anthony for the  free lodging, our 6 hr trip was all worth it even though it was for only a day and  half. I love the sweet smell of the ocean air in the morning. *_* C-bay will always have 3 cheers for the night i spent bar hopping there, people from all walks of life was there. Some were sober and some were so uber-ly drunk. Simply put, crazy and fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I do not care if i have to spend some more definitely I'll be coming back soon. *_* maybe after La Union i could try Baler, Aurora. I heard the swells there are freaking crazy and dangerous just the way i like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/?action=view&amp;amp;current=surfcollege.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/surfcollege.jpg" alt="surf@la union" border="1" width="350" height="450"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-1148492258145937304?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/1148492258145937304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=1148492258145937304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1148492258145937304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1148492258145937304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-quick-get-away.html' title='My Quick Get Away....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3342648068105059809</id><published>2008-07-14T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:44:03.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Dancing? Pick One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;AUDITION VS HIGH STREET 5 VS iDANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Here's a Sample of Audition:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AptH-jBIVhg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AptH-jBIVhg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Sample of iDance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/klVCoDg9tag&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/klVCoDg9tag&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sample of High Street 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q7UESWPrM5s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q7UESWPrM5s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i never thought that there have been a lot of online dancing games created. *_* tee hee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3342648068105059809?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3342648068105059809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3342648068105059809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3342648068105059809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3342648068105059809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/07/online-dancing-pick-one.html' title='Online Dancing? Pick One'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3519485351307964278</id><published>2008-07-13T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:51:28.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and Now....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln0"&gt;***10 YEARS AGO (1998)***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln1"&gt;1) How old were you?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln2"&gt;- 14 turning 15 then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln4"&gt;2) Where did you go to school?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln5"&gt;- somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln7"&gt;3) Where did you work?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln8"&gt;- ah lemme see... i was still in school that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln10"&gt;4) Where did you live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln11"&gt;- somewhere south of the metro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln11');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln12');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln13"&gt;5) Where did you hang out?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln13');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln14"&gt;- classmates house or at our own mini version of Dawson's creek... which was like an unchartered forest. (swear it's true!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln15');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln16"&gt;6) Did you wear contacts?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln16');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln17"&gt;- nope, glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln17');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln18');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln19"&gt;7) Who was your best friend?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln19');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln20');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln21');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln22"&gt;- hmmmm... did i have one during that time? none that i could think of? but i do have a lot of close friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) How many tattoos did you have?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln22');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln23"&gt;- none, but i was planning to have one in the near future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln23');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln24');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln25"&gt;9) How any piercings did you have?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln25');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln26"&gt;- a pair&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln26');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln27');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln28"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Did you drive a car?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln28');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln29');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln30');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln31"&gt;- nah, i'm a minor c'mon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Had you been to a real party?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln31');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln32"&gt;- house party? would that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln32');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln33');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln34"&gt;12) Had you had your heart broken?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln34');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln35"&gt;- nah, but i certainly broke someone's heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln35');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln36');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln37"&gt;13) Were you Single/Taken/Married/Divorce?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln37');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln38"&gt;- Single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln38');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln39');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln40"&gt;14) Any Kids?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln40');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln41"&gt;- duh, minor?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln41');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln42');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln43"&gt;***TODAY (2008)***&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln43');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln44"&gt;1) How old are you?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln44');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln45"&gt;- 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln45');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln46');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln47"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Where do you go to school?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln47');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln48');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln49');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln50"&gt;- nah, already graduated but planning to finish my 2nd degree though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Where do you worK?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln50');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln51');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln52');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln53"&gt;- PS-makati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Where do you live?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln53');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln54"&gt;- still somewhere south of the metro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln54');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln55"&gt;5) Where do you hang out?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln55');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln56"&gt;- depends... house, mall or somewhere quiet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln56');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln57"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Do you wear contacts?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln57');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln58"&gt;- nope, i'm still wearing glasses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln58');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln59');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln60"&gt;7) Who is/are your best friend(s)?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln60');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln61"&gt;- none... coz it's like being  unfair to your close friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln61');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln62');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln63"&gt;8) How many tattoos do you have?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln63');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln64');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln65');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln66"&gt;-now? i got TWO big ones... hehehe and planning to add another one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) How many piercings do you have?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln66');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln67"&gt;- 5 piercings now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln67');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln68');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln69"&gt;10) Do you drive a car?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln69');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln70"&gt;- yeah, but I can't drive alone. my mum doesn't trusts  my way of driving....hehehe... (call me a "reckless" driver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln70');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln71');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln72"&gt;11) Have u been to a real party?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln72');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln73"&gt;-yeah, house parties.... hehehe... will that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln73');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln74');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln75"&gt;12) Have you had your heart broken?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln75');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln76"&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln76');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln77');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln78"&gt;13) Single/Taken/Married/Divorce?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln78');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln79"&gt;- Single...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln79');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln80');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" id="ln81"&gt;14) Any kids?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln81');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln82');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln83');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln84"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;-none...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;on a lighter note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i think nothing much has changed except for the age and the people i've met along the way. but i surely believe that nothing is permanent, everything changes...people change. Whew, by the end of the month (still crossing my fingers) it'll be one year for me @ PS. i couldn't believe that I'm still alive and surviving the daily routines of my work and by that only; i can now tell myself that there's hope for me. That patience is a virtue... hahaha... me and my remaining batch mates will celebrate our pre-one year celebration this coming Saturday. Nes, Mitzi, Chet and Me have known each other for a year now which i find cool. *_* True people indeed, and i don't regret my stay in PS. *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Enough about work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i still haven't created a character for CABAL; the game providers should upgrade/add servers since most of the time it's bloody full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm so into:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;inside out - mayday parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;take this to heart (not for granted) - leah star gazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;liars and battlelines - rookie of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"it's hurts so much now to be torn inside out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;you'll be everything i wish for...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3519485351307964278?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3519485351307964278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3519485351307964278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3519485351307964278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3519485351307964278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/07/before-and-now.html' title='Before and Now....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-7810631137807478495</id><published>2008-07-07T17:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:24:09.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Get Venus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I'm going to try Cabal.ph by e-Games.ph but there is no assurance that I'm going to like the game since I'm new and i will try to familiarize myself with this new game. But it doesn't mean that i would forget about my characters in Audition, nah i certainly won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;In addition, since I've already registered to the new game. i am now trying to log in to the Venus server in which i am having a hard time because it's bloody full. Maybe, i will try logging in next weekend. *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;after a long weekend, it's time for work again. The annoyingly monotonous routine, so am i ready? the brain is not functioning so boo hoo to them. hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;in my playlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;say anything - resounding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;escape the fate - not good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;crash car burn - serenade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;the forecast -  these lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;"i can see you but i can't touch you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7810631137807478495?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7810631137807478495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7810631137807478495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7810631137807478495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7810631137807478495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-to-get-venus.html' title='How to Get Venus...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-2066275864816459013</id><published>2008-07-03T16:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:43:09.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A random Survey....ATBP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln0"&gt;Since my friend called me a cheeseball, let me answer this random survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A friend whose name starts with 'G'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln1"&gt;☺ Gail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln2"&gt;2. Last mall you went to?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln3"&gt;☺Alabang Town Center last Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln4"&gt;3. What's your post shoutout?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln5"&gt;☺&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll take you out though I'm hardly worth your time...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln6"&gt;4. Current mood?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln7"&gt;☺ bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln8"&gt;5. What did you do last night?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln9"&gt;☺ sleep but i was planning to go out since i was on leave that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln10"&gt;6. How many hours of sleep do you&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln11"&gt;usually have?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln11');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln12"&gt;☺ if i am lucky enough, sometimes 8 but most of the time 6 hrs during workdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln12');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln13"&gt;7. What words do you say a lot?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln13');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln14"&gt;☺ Po and opo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln15"&gt;8. What was the last thing you drank?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln15');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln16"&gt;☺ strawberry soya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln16');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln17"&gt;9. Do you watch TV?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln17');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln18"&gt;☺ yeah, but a scheduled program only. Like chuck every mondays and prince of tennis after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln18');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln19"&gt;10. Music you're into?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln19');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln20"&gt;☺ This would sound weird but i like post hardcore, rock, alternative and chill out/trance music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln20');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln21"&gt;11. Do you have school tomorrow?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln21');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln22"&gt;☺ i used to, but not anymore though i'm still planning to go back. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln22');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln23"&gt;12. Do you have nicknames?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln23');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln24"&gt;☺ yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln24');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln25"&gt;13. Do you believe in love at first&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln25');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln26"&gt;sight?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln26');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln27"&gt;☺ No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln27');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln28"&gt;14. Who's the youngest one in the&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln28');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln29"&gt;family?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln29');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln30"&gt;☺ My Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln30');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln31"&gt;15. Best movie you've seen in the past&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln31');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln32"&gt;weeks?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln32');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln33"&gt;☺Kung Fu Panda (this movie is crazy! ) then i guess Wanted. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln33');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln34"&gt;16. Next place you'll go?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln34');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln35"&gt;☺ Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln35');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln36"&gt;17. Next time you're going out?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln36');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln37"&gt;☺ Tomorrow after the shift, team building daw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln37');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln38"&gt;18. Next thing you're going to save&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln38');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln39"&gt;money for?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln39');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln40"&gt;☺ after I'm done for my Singapore expense, a Les Paul guitar. heck heck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln40');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln41"&gt;19. Next person you are going to call?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln41');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln42"&gt;☺ can't think of anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln42');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln43"&gt;20. Fave song/s as for now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln43');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln44"&gt;☺ inside out by mayday parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln44');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln45"&gt;21. chocolate cake or strawberry ice&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln45');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln46"&gt;cream?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln46');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln47"&gt;☺ can't i have both???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln47');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln48"&gt;22. What song is currently playing?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln48');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln49"&gt;☺ Liars and Battlelines - rookie of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln49');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln50"&gt;23. Any pets? what are their names?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln50');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln51"&gt;☺ I used to have a cat kaso lang dedz na. (Due to old age... btw, his name is Ningning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln51');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln52"&gt;24. Which do u prefer? jollibee or&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln52');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln53"&gt;mcdo?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln53');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln54"&gt;☺ McDo since it the nearest fastfood place in our office (which is located in the ground floor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln54');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln55"&gt;25. Wendy's or kfc?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln55');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln56"&gt;☺ wendy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln56');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln57"&gt;26. Ever broken someone's heart?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln57');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln58"&gt;☺ maybe, i don't know? ask them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln58');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln59"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Ever had your heart broken?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln59');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln60"&gt;☺ hmmmm...yep, and now i don't know the feeling anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln60');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln61"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's inside your pocket?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln61');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln62"&gt;☺ coins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln62');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln63"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Fave past time?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln63');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln64"&gt;☺ trying to get some sleep since i am sleep deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln64');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" id="ln65"&gt;30. best place you'd rather be?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln65');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln66"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;☺ Antwerp, Belgium (been here na kasi and the experience was awesome! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"it's the leap of faith, I'll take without question"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Btw:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;wow, yesterday's misadventure was a real eye opener. it was my first time to be in a squatters area esp. in a wake. The granddad of my officemate recently passed away so as a way of extending our condolences; me and some of my officemates went to the place which is somewhere in blumentritt. For our mode of transportation, bus...lrt...then tricycle which i didn't mind. *_* but when we finally got there after inhaling all the smog, the shock on my face. the house was literally near the railroad tracks, it's like the house is just a few inches away from the tracks. But i was disappointed kasi i want to experience the feeling na umuuga yung house habang dumadaan yung tren. Just too bad kasi nde na daw nadaan yung tren sa house ng grandad nyan. *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Anyway, while at the wake it was like any normal wake. People playing cards while waiting for the merienda to be served even though na nde nila kilala yung namatay. Mga manong with their big beer belly na nde nauubusan ng space for liquor (by the way, they were already drinking as early as 1.30 pm grabe sa aga. ). We stayed there for almost 3 hours then went home of course, ako lang mag isa umuwi kasi lahat sila pa north ako lang ang pa south. Pero ok lang kasi marami ako nakasabay na taga kulasa, la salle and tipol - manila which made my day quite good. Hehehe... un lang, that's my 2 cents for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hay, papasok na naman ako mamaya...can't wait for my one week leave 2 weeks from now. *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-2066275864816459013?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/2066275864816459013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=2066275864816459013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2066275864816459013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2066275864816459013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-surveyatbp.html' title='A random Survey....ATBP.'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-5115233502977573618</id><published>2008-06-29T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:37:15.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding of the Month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;"Best Wishes to the Newly Wed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;boo hoo for me if i wasn't able to attend one of your monumental moments in your life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;too bad for me if i was not there to witness the joining of two destined souls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;fate led you to each other and fate will always be there for the rest of your lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;blessed be always...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;- err i regret when i wasn't able to attend your wedding today. oh I'm sure, it's one those solemn moments and i am happy for you. But i really did plan to go if it wasn't for our  driver and my wonderful(?) mum said sarcastically of course. i even bought a formal wear for your wedding and all they have to do was ruin it in a matter of minutes. how lucky can i be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Speaking of, i just noticed that the whole month of June all the bad luck and mishaps have happened. Let me cite some examples, first i lost one of my favorite jacket which i had for almost 6 months, then when i had my laundry done two weeks ago the laundry shop lost my vintage gray sweatshirt. hopefully, July would be good to me since I'll be needing it. MY work is really stressing me out and here i am trying to stay calm and be cool about it which by the way I'm trying very hard to do. I don't want to snap because it may lead to something very nasty that i might regret doing in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;==========================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;btw: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i do not think that Wanted is a good movie... in my own opinion i guess i didn't like how the movie ended esp. if your an Angelina Jolie fan, this movie you shouldn't see. (trust me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;my nonsensical thoughts are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I'll take you out though I'm hardly worth your time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;And you want to be dressed in poetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;But imagery doesn't fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;And you want resizing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;But darling dear get a grip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Dazaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;safe ride - cute is what we aim for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I've buried my heart in exchange for the pain of believing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-5115233502977573618?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5115233502977573618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=5115233502977573618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5115233502977573618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5115233502977573618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/06/wedding-of-month.html' title='Wedding of the Month...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-2339197373429535248</id><published>2008-06-22T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:47:46.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to MY Jacket...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I can’t cry alone and I’m weak, I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve buried my heart in exchange for the pain of believing…”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I am now mourning for the loss of my jacket; it was a good six months that I had that comfy and reliable jacket of mine. It maybe a short span of time but I really liked my black jacket. Just like my jacket; someone I know of is sad because someone important (and when I say important; she really is important) to her and has no choice but to go since her dad was marrying her step mom in a different place.&lt;br /&gt;Whether it maybe a thing or a live person you’ll know how important their existence means when you no longer see it or touch it. For now; no words would comfort what you feel… in a matter of days you’ll re-think everything that you have decided for the past few days. Then you’ll realize that you and Nikki looked good together; it’s like half of your heart was taken and I understand that your finding ways to try and make things normal even though in reality your not doing ok. Cry like you never cried before; it only shows that you’re hurting as well. Write your feelings in paper not in air; don’t turn to alcohol or to other people who you think would fill in to what Nikki had left. At that moment, you’ll notice normalcy will take place. She’ll be back or you’ll decide to follow her as well. Try to be strong for her; for she has no one she could talk to there unlike you who have friends and a family who cares deeply for you.&lt;br /&gt;Just as what I said to you; I’ll be doing the same thing. Eventually, I’ll pick up with the pieces I’ve lost. A new jacket will replace the old one, but it will not be the same it will be a different comfort and a different feeling. Things happen for a reason and there are no accidents. MY ode is almost done; let the natural forces take their rightful places for I will not regret nor cry about this anymore. Let tomorrow be a new day… I rest my piece. Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-2339197373429535248?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/2339197373429535248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=2339197373429535248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2339197373429535248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2339197373429535248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/06/ode-to-my-jacket.html' title='Ode to MY Jacket...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-6063228265940275442</id><published>2008-06-07T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T18:36:28.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, I should be done with my Teenage Angst...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday 5.24 am May 25, 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t believe it; I’m really joining the account outing today. This is so not me, really not me. Hay. The reason why I joined that company outing was I thought that she was also joining the out of town trip but to my disappointment she was not there. What a waste of time… Anyway, I have no choice I was already there so moving forward I will try to enjoy and bask in the sun which eventually didn’t happen since I was so drunk during our first night there. In addition, I think that my name is already banned in that resort because I so freaking wasted that we have to change linens. Hahaha… as my office mate would put it… ( I am such an “alagain – meaning I am such a baby that I need so much attention when I am drunk) but thanks for the care though, really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to reality, the day after that company outing so many things have happened that some are already making “tsismis” of what happened there. Like, this person hooked up with another person, that someone was really gay but keeps denying it and all the people there are sore losers. Hayz, so that’s what you call reality bites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday June 07, 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The so-called team building. I intentionally ditched since I was not feeling the people that were going to that some videoke bar near our workplace. I guess, I was just too stressed out that I’d rather stay at home; think what I’m going to do later this evening which up until now I still don’t know what to do since I haven’t had my sleep yet. This is so frustrating that I really want to do something but I just couldn’t figure out what it is. Do I really want to sleep or I want to do something else?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my brain now is half asleep probably this is an indication that I am getting sleepy and tired already. But to be honest, I am getting bored already from my work because it is always the same thing and I hate this I am the opposite of monotonous routine. I want to venture to other things…FATES you decide coz my just buying my time here…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me LUCK….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-6063228265940275442?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/6063228265940275442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=6063228265940275442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6063228265940275442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6063228265940275442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-i-should-be-done-with-my-teenage.html' title='Hey, I should be done with my Teenage Angst...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-6092989252735125762</id><published>2008-05-11T19:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:51:07.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been tad tiring and boring....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Last Friday's production was really crazy, i was really expecting that i'll be given a behavioral warning for not informing my supervisor about giving a $50 discount to a customer. But heck, despite what i did a few weeks ago... it's like nothing happened. Hello? i was so waiting for it because i am tad bored with what i am doing now. Knowing myself, i can easily let go of something i am not happy about.... but guess what happened, instead of having a dreaded weekend...heck, after they talked about what has happened it's like nothing has happened. The whole thing just went "poof". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Hey! i need something to spice things up and why don't you give that to me... the rest of my batch mates were given a behavioral warning. Why not me? instead my supervisor even asked me that i should apply for a quality assurance position. Like it is the least position I'd ever apply for because IT IS BORING!! I want my brain to work and not let it rot and be stagnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Hay, i think life's pulling my leg again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;1. I do not like to kiss my boss' ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2. I am an individual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;3. I do not want to be stuck into something that i am not happy about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;4. I am a rebellious one so obeying rules is not my cup of tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5. I do not like to kiss my boss' ass (err, i already mentioned that right? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;on a lighter note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;did i mention that a few days prior to this mishap, something "uber-ly" wonderful happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the "twit" hugged me like we are so friggin' close. and that somehow completed my week, wish it could happen again. She even called me sweet, to heck with that? *_* hehehehe... pwede isa pa mademoiselle?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember:&lt;br /&gt;0916-321-2843&lt;br /&gt;seller's number of zen usb charger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-6092989252735125762?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/6092989252735125762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=6092989252735125762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6092989252735125762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/6092989252735125762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-tad-tiring-and-boring.html' title='It&apos;s been tad tiring and boring....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-1740106818438359524</id><published>2008-05-02T10:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:33:44.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regal Shocker from the Drama Queen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;From:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://caitypong.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;http://caitypong.livejournal.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;title : Monday, November 7th, 2005 1:00 pm the pupung lament and never ending band bashing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;let me quote this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"And back now to our regular programming.... I don't wanna see some of my old friends anymore. I know, I know I'm a bad human being. And no, the reason I don't want to hang out with them anymore isn't because I think I'm above them. It's just that I think we don't share the same interests anymore. Sure, blowing your brains out drinking until 4am was fun for like 5 seconds but c'mon, when you have work the next day, is it really wise to come to work with a hangover, I mean, how will you be able to work? And yes I'm concentrating on doing good now, so alcohol is definitely not on my priority list. Whatever happened to having fun even while staying in? And I just don't consider it fun anymore to act all stupid and complain about your parents or your life all the time. My teen angst ran out about 2 years ago and I really don't think that blaming your parents or anyone else about how you turn out is the best thing to do to make you feel better about yourself. And I don't think it's fun to make a person who you consider as your friend feel guilty about not wanting to drink to death anymore (Which is actually a good thing)or having different interests. I can't even have a decent conversation about say movies or music without drawing blank faces. All they want to do is reminisce about the old days when we were mad at the world, the school and we didn't give a fuck about anything. Because I do give a fuck now. I do care about the consequences of my actions. And why the hell shouldn't I? Another thing, bringing up the fact that someone in the group liked you like 4 years ago even though he got shot down like 3 times is really getting old. It's not fun, it's annoying. Get over it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It just pisses me off the way they always lay this guilt trip on me. Hey, I'd understand if someone else was feeling the same thing. To each her own. Oh well, gotta get back to work. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;* it was a freakin' shocker on how a person you've known for 4 yrs. would rant something like this on her blogsite? (to think i chanced upon it and she wrote this for almost 3 yrs now) no wonder she doesn't give a shit if there is a get together or something for that matter within our group. hmmm... i really feel disappointed. The difference of interests are there but want bonded us in the first place was the friendship during those formative years of "our- not-so-good-ol-days" but if it is the basis of how you form your friendship with someone...then i guess you did the right thing. But then again it was better to tell us about it rather than making us feel stupid that you're just busy with your effin work right now. By writing something bad about your circle of friends is a cowardly act... i just don't really get the point of not telling us about this in the first place, don't you trust us? hmmm... i think i answered my own question. Fine you have severed the ties! For that i won't even care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;However, I want to ask you this; is it really hard to tell how you feel and that you don't want to hang out with us anymore?  Coz i'll understand why. no questions asked. anyway, i've got nothing else to say... "You just think too highly of yourself.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-1740106818438359524?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/1740106818438359524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=1740106818438359524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1740106818438359524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1740106818438359524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/05/regal-shocker.html' title='Regal Shocker from the Drama Queen...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-2052655201633078494</id><published>2008-04-20T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:43:21.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Look so Different Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Oh woopie! i just noticed a few days ago that you look different, wasn't even expecting that you'll look that way under the natural light... why do you look so cute under the office lights? was it the silhouette?  i was bothered at first but now after some thinking... i don't even care anymore.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i find the whole situation crazy since i just like looking at you and the weird thing about it is I've been looking at you from afar for quite sometime now. Moreover, i don't even know your name...sheesh, what a loser i have become...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;anyway, i think i have dwelt too much on this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my rants and raves are no where to be found...my work is slowly eating me up and i am a time bomb waiting to explode... give me a few more weeks then i think i will surely burn out unless there is another lateral opening for me to apply... hmmmmm.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;secrets don't make friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-2052655201633078494?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/2052655201633078494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=2052655201633078494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2052655201633078494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2052655201633078494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-look-so-different-today.html' title='You Look so Different Today'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-7858517045417871186</id><published>2008-04-12T08:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T09:09:58.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to GO??? (Baguio City)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;dude check out nyo lang to wukie? thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Atenara House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Navy (C.M. Recto) Road - provides excellent value with the best All-You-Can-Eat U.S. Roast Beef, Salad Bar &amp;amp; Pasta Buffet that will leave you coming back for more, for only php399 per person. By prior reservation only, 24 hours' notice, 10 persons minimum to open the buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Bliss Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Leonard Wood Road - awesome vegetarian dishes prepared by Jim and Santi Ward that DO NOT taste like vegetables at all! Avg check php300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Cafe by the Ruins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Otek Street - ethnic cuisine like native chicken, mountain rice, strawberry wine presented in creative ways.Set lunches cost about php350&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Eve's Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Lamtang Road - finding it is an adventure in itself and definitely worth the trip with 10 varieties of organic lettuce freshly picked from Evelyn Bond's garden. By reservation only, Set meals cost php550.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Little John's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Camp John Hay - a place as happy and bright as Jonet Flavier, where kids get to color on the menu while waiting for the food. Must try their chocolate fondue with strawberries, banana and marshmallows. Avg check php250&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;O'Mai Khan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Otek Street - the old favorite Mongolian barbecue place with lots of crisp highland veggies. Avg check php300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Palizzata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Porta Vaga - a quaint little Bistro with a great view of Session Road. Their Tandoori chicken is a personal favorite. Avg check php300.Palizzata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Pizza Riccio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Governor Pack - you must try Bob's fantastic lasagna. All I can say is that I can eat his pizzas everyday. With delivery service up to 11pm. 14 inch pizza is about php350&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Pizza Volante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Session Road - with 24 hours dine-in and delivery service. Great pizzas and pasta at very good prices. A 14-inch pizza will cost about php360&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Rose Bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Harrison Road - One of two great Chinese restaurants with family-style service. Avg check php250&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Star Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Session Road - The other great Chinese restaurant famous for their Star Rice and Joey Rufino's personalized service. Avg check php200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and places where you can go you can visit this site&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gobaguio.com/"&gt;http://www.gobaguio.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7858517045417871186?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7858517045417871186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7858517045417871186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7858517045417871186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7858517045417871186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/04/where-to-go-baguio-city.html' title='Where to GO??? (Baguio City)'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-2063363100819210008</id><published>2008-04-06T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:27:54.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From North to South</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I still can't believe what happened yesterday, i have lost my mojo and my pride because after a few talks and insisting i actually said "yes" to her... parang a few weeks ago the reason i didn't go sa team building namin was about her. how i was hating everything about her and here i am still shocked and confused about the whole thing.  I guess i was so sleepy that time and i blame Starbucks for it(hehehe...that was a joke) anyway, going back i was invited first by her friends and as for my first reaction i had a lot of excuses for me not to go but hell no they said that since i was not able to go sa zambales trip namin i shouldn't say no now kasi it was like a mini celebration for her kasi she is like being promoted na. so, dun pa lang my excuses was not acceptable...after a few minutes or so she was there na beside me and was asking me to go, ako naman i was ready with the same excuses i used to her friends but eventually it didn't work out the way i was planning it. I SAID YES!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;making the long story short, i was there in the van contemplating that i was going to antipolo and while i was there. Of course, i had a few drinks but not to the extent that i was getting myself drunk and be shitty as  hell moreover i don't want her to see me in that awful situation. *_* yeah we did talk and finally i just realized i don't like her anymore (she's no longer my "crush"). I find it so pathetic and funny at the same time she has been all along my cure and my cause...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;If she can read what's going on in my mind now, i would gladly tell her thanks! *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;congratulations again for being promoted as a supervisor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-2063363100819210008?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/2063363100819210008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=2063363100819210008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2063363100819210008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2063363100819210008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-north-to-south.html' title='From North to South'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4457964753423401622</id><published>2008-03-25T21:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:21:16.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Place on Solid Ground...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;today is the day... you march on ahead, spotlights on you now. So you wait in line, your name called out loud in the hall's big speakers. Your up there, wearing your academe uniform, you move your tassel to the right. The  piece of paper that you have  received  is  just a piece of paper that represents the time when  lady academe was there  during your formative years  to the day when you had your first love  and finally when you just realized that your walking towards hell... (hehehe, i meant the real world)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;no more spoon feeding, your all alone now... the wild and harsh reality will eventually get to you.. you just wait and see...I am not scaring you, I've been there  done that and there is no turning back unless you want to crawl back to your mother's womb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;enough said... this is your day and i don't want to ruin it... Do Enjoy!!!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4457964753423401622?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4457964753423401622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4457964753423401622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4457964753423401622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4457964753423401622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/03/place-on-solid-ground.html' title='A Place on Solid Ground...'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3377681313956904930</id><published>2008-03-16T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:20:15.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Mind Bender"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"For a second there i  thought you  disappeared..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; The lull of Jason Schwartzman's voice nudges you back into  the  waking world. Despite a desperate urge to drift back to the mind - numbing oblivion of the Tylenol PM's you took the night before, a confrontation with your emotions is in order. The knot around your heart swan - dives into the pit of your stomach as the plane finally begins its descent towards Manila, the city you call home. Seats back up, no tray tables down. Time to switch off all electronic devices. You try to be a punk and hide your headphones under your hoodie, because the idea of your phone crashing to the beat of your favorite Jeff Buckley  song is much more appealing than facing the facts your three - month hiatus from life in the real world is rapidly drawing to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;The city lights that faded in the wake of your departure now flare to greet you, blazing like neon "welcome home"signs built from a vulgar amount of billboards. The black and grays of Manila at night quickly materialize into sky scrapers, highways, hotels and houses. You stare out the window and trace random shapes into the fog your breath leaves on the double - paned Plexiglass. The wheels finally touch down on the runway, but you don't even notice that your plane's landed until you hear the syncopated clicking of seatbelt buckles as passengers scramble for their pasalubong in the overhead and stealthily switch on their cellphones. Welcome home, you think, as if trying to convince yourself that you're exactly where you want to be. You try and attempt to forget that just 24 hours ago, you were saying goodbye to a life you hadn't thought you wanted.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3377681313956904930?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3377681313956904930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3377681313956904930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3377681313956904930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3377681313956904930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/03/mind-bender.html' title='&quot;The Mind Bender&quot;'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3309955118780904430</id><published>2008-03-10T13:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:28:33.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**What was the concert all about AGAIN????**(Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pressconbarone-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/pressconbarone-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/?action=view&amp;amp;current=presscon2barone-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/presscon2barone-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;so here i am again, reacting to what happened yesterday night. went there early since i was with my mum ( take note: I WAS WITH MY MOTHER.... such a loser right?), we arrived there at the concert venue around 5 or was it around 5.15pm??hmmm.. can't remember. the organizers informed us that the gates would open at 6 pm so that gives us time to roam around and check out things while waiting for the concert to start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;oh yeah, i saw a lot of celebs and local personalities while i was wasting my time looking around including my favorite local band (URBANDUB). Too bad, since the cam is inside my mother's bag so was not able to take pictures of Mr. Gabby Allipe himself and the rest of his band mates. Some of my college classmates are there as well, sheesh nothing has changed over the years. Same old same old, anyway ; moving forward... the concert already started around 5 mins after 8 pm. The MTV dj's went on stage blabbered somethings (hahaha... i was not paying any attention to them) Up Dharma Down sang 3 songs from their newest album and 2 songs from the first album... the performance lasted for 45 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;then applause now people, incubus was next finally! after 3 hours or so of waiting... the concert hall by that time was already jammed packed girls of  all ages was screaming brandon boyd's name telling him to take off his shirt ( tee hee i was exaggerating...) they started the show with nice to know then... so, i thought it was the "light grenades" tour??? i only heard one or 3 songs from their latest album. i was expecting to hear dig and love hurts. but boo hoo... i was a little disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;anyway, the show was great... incubus did a good job! as for brandon boyd... oh wow, sexier this time around because you got firm muscles now... yummy.. hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;that's it for now... i'll continue this within the week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/?action=view&amp;amp;current=incubusconcert30908.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/incubusconcert30908.jpg" alt="incubus concert 3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3309955118780904430?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3309955118780904430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3309955118780904430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3309955118780904430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3309955118780904430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-was-concert-all-about-againpart-1.html' title='**What was the concert all about AGAIN????**(Part 1)'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-2868771688894177725</id><published>2008-03-03T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:05:27.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>** downside of everything **</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJhrsotXHHk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJhrsotXHHk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's on my play list today? here are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- everybody here wants you &gt; jeff buckley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- the ponytail parade &gt; emery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- when broken hearts prevail &gt; emery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- so cold i could see my breath &gt; emery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- the walls &gt; emery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- liar in the glass &gt; eyes set to kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- violet kiss &gt; eyes set to kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- beauty through  broken glass &gt; eyes set to kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- i'll find mine &gt; meg &amp;amp; dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- just one of those things &gt; meg &amp;amp; dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- monsters &gt; meg &amp;amp; dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- former glory &gt; the hoodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- the astronaut &gt; the hoodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- i am glass &gt; the hoodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- vanishings &gt; secret and whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- spider besider &gt; secret and whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- the kill &gt; 30 secs to mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- when did your heart go missing &gt; rooney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- blueside &gt; rooney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- amy says &gt; flyleaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- i'm sorry &gt; flyleaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- fully alive &gt; flyleaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- i'm so sick &gt; flyleaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- love hurts &gt; incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;there is no current inspiration now, i do not have anything to write for this week. but i cannot wait til Sunday comes coz I'll be watching the concert of Incubus. wupee!!! but the downside is i have no date for the said event. My mum would be my date and what would the outcome be? hmmm... i wonder, would i enjoy the concert with my mum who tagged along? let's see what happens this would be very interesting... hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ah another week passed and i am back to work again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/R8u5S4GbQMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_fOAvOWMB94/s1600-h/busy_person.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/R8u5S4GbQMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_fOAvOWMB94/s200/busy_person.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173432330913267906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-2868771688894177725?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/2868771688894177725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=2868771688894177725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2868771688894177725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2868771688894177725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/03/downside-of-everything.html' title='** downside of everything **'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xr5XTIS4cU/R8u5S4GbQMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_fOAvOWMB94/s72-c/busy_person.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-1927315281435789912</id><published>2008-02-26T13:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T15:53:10.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|| The Blind Date ||</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;It &lt;/span&gt;was a Sunday afternoon and my real plan was to stay at home and finish reading "the picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde. then all of a sudden a friend of my mine called me and told that they have set me up to have a blind date later in the evening. oh geesh, what have they done this time??? he already knew that i hate blind dates especially if it's a guy that I'm going to have a date with.  Men and  I  don't jive together... it'll only end up  in a mess.  So,  despite the  fact that i have already foreseen what's going to happen i said yes just to make him happy and not to be rude for that un-lucky guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So, i had to fix myself up...oh how  i really tried to look presentable hahahaha.... i'll be meeting him around 5 pm somewhere in the metro. Moreover, it was a movie date gosh! i thought to myself; it's gonna be one of those cheap dates i have. but i said yes again,  moving forward i arrived at the said meeting place 45 mins early so i decided to look around for other movie options. anyway, the guy texted me (sheesh, he's so cheap why can't he call to inform me that he's gonna be late) that he'll be late. i do get irked whenever someone tells me that he/she is gonna be late coz i hate to wait. i do not have the patience to wait for someone; alright i texted back. since i was at the movie house i was looking around to see what the other films were being shown and vola! i saw juno is already being shown . so i called the guy and informed him that juno's screen time would be at 5.30pm; the only reaction i got was " what's juno? what's its all about? and i already bought tickets for untraceable" gosh, the night would be a disaster. i just said that ellen page was the lead actress on that film and how would i know what the film is all about since i haven't seen it yet. i ended the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;After 5 mins he texted me and said in all caps "YOU ARE SO FICKLE MINDED" what the??? what did he call me??? fickle minded? how did i became fickle minded? i just informed him about the film but i did not say that i wanted to watch it right now!!!! the nerve of that guy calling me like that.  ok, i let it go coz i don't want to ruin the night; i tried to stay positive. so he was there, he's holding the tickets and said "i was here waiting for you for 5 mins? where have you been? i looked stupid waiting..." again!!! the nerve of this guy telling me that he was waiting there for 5 mins already? i informed him 45 mins ago that i already arrived at the movie house. take note: i was there 45 mins earlier than him and he's got the nerve to tell me that he looked stupid for waiting for 5 mins. wow, what have i gotten myself into this time? it's like i want to back out already. ok, enough of that...  i apologized for being "late" and thanked him at the same time coz he bought the tickets. he asked what i wanted to drink, i said if there is mineral water i'd like to have one but unfortunately it is not available so i opted to have soda. then inside the movie house we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Inside the movie house, we were quiet. so i initiated the conversation and all he said was "i dunno... that's how the movie was written" wow, not even a sensible answer. the movie ended. i said to him that i wanted to go home already coz i was not feeling well ( i didn't feel well, coz the night was already ruined. it was a total disaster) he said fine and he didn't even bothered to ask if  i wanted to eat before going home? what's with men? THEM AND THEIR BIG EGO'S!!!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;to cut the story short, i ended up regretting the effort and time in meeting him then i cussed  my friend for having a blind date that i didn't asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;The moral of the story, never to have blind dates again since i hate the ego. i hate boring conversations and lastly, no more men!!!! I'd rather be friends with them than try to have a "budding" relationship with them since in the first place i am not looking for someone right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;moreover, i like chicks than dicks... hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-1927315281435789912?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/1927315281435789912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=1927315281435789912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1927315281435789912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/1927315281435789912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='|| The Blind Date ||'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-7400601501592583085</id><published>2008-02-18T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:57:48.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>****In the Waiting Line****</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I've reached half of 50, and a quarter of 100. i have lived 25 years of my life...i have existed 25 years and what were the things i did that i can be proud of? hmmm... should it be a continuous list of heartbreaks, failings and success stories but that would eventually bore you or even i would get bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I am just going to make this short but sweet. For the past years i have floated in my own fantasy land... during that time i never took things seriously, i always played around; took for granted everything that would be of good to me. Perceived life as my play ground... then a few days ago while i was drinking my tequila shots; it hit me. i am not getting any younger, i should plan something already... long term plans, i am no longer my parents' spoiled brat. It's just one of those things that woke me up to reality, that what i am seeing, hearing and experiencing was my reality that i cannot turn back time for the mistakes i have made. But instead the only remedy i can do right now is to think things first before making a mistake however, knowing myself. i like to take risks, i am the poster child of flexibility... so what come may. here's my wine glass...cheers and La Dolce Vita!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I'll be living life as it is... risks or without it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7400601501592583085?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7400601501592583085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7400601501592583085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7400601501592583085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7400601501592583085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-waiting-line.html' title='****In the Waiting Line****'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4301967505221412438</id><published>2008-02-11T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:47:48.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|| It's Written in the Stars||</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; I hate to be the one to cast a cloud on the upcoming celebration of overpriced roses, overcrowded Makati restaurants and hastily-bought jewelry that is Valentine's Day, but doesn't it seem that a record number of people around us these days are experiencing acrimony in their relationship. I've lost count of all the people, I know who have either broken up, taken a time out, or are spending more time apart than together over the past year. Moreover, when these people are together, they seem to be reserving the nastiest bits of rage and filth for each other. Lover's quarrels are definitely in the air this Valentine's Day, and it ain't just guilty - pleasure shows like Blind Date or the usual celebrity un-hook ups I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;    There is angst in the air -  a vague but threatening sense of dissatisfaction -  and it seems to be affecting relationships. People are no longer hiding their boy - girl, girl - girl or boy - boy disenchantment. They're putting it out there. Something (maybe it's the media!) is telling them 24/7 that "You should expect more", "You shouldn't settle" and "You can have it all". Apparently this creates problems, especially when both boys and girls  want to act like grown -up babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;    Who knew that when people say " You're my sun, moon and stars"  Nowadays, what they  really mean is that. " Your celestial interference is making me want to slash your jugular vein with a letter opener"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i remember catching fireflies with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;what happened to love at first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i sing my thoughts for tonight... maybe not tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;you said you had me at hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;you said you had me at goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;she was all that she dreamed of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;what happened to our fireworks  tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;isn't that what you wanted, what your asking for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thoughts on the indie film "saving face"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4301967505221412438?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4301967505221412438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4301967505221412438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4301967505221412438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4301967505221412438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-written-in-stars.html' title='|| It&apos;s Written in the Stars||'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-8524637285650493545</id><published>2008-02-04T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T13:48:37.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|| I am only CHASING safety...||</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;what is there to ponder?  about delusional relationship of my ghost and drinking to the past, toasting to the endless pain that has clouded me since then. I am reinventing my exit from my fantasy life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;when is the right time to say that it is over? do i have to wait for my savior to pull me from this quicksand of hate. i started from the end to the beginning.... i should run away, run away far from here. i have severed the ties that binded me to unselfish love..i won't suffer, be broken and stranded anymore.  a new dawn has come and i am finally free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have chased safety, this is my way of not losing control of what i have left. the sound decisions that i have been trying to make, the promises that looked like lies... i want to be free so i am running away from here. no turning back... just run.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chetness-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/chetness-1.jpg" alt="si chet zhu" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to chet: hehehehe i used your pic man coz it really suits the entry i have made. *_* bleh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-8524637285650493545?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8524637285650493545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=8524637285650493545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8524637285650493545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/8524637285650493545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-only-chasing-safety.html' title='|| I am only CHASING safety...||'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-7769737730940040274</id><published>2008-01-27T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:22:39.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>||Of pen and papers...||</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Alive at four in the morning, I cupped words and let them fall onto the pages, hoping that i could perfect the description of a toothy stranger I met down the street or justify the splendor of the rain that dropped like pick up sticks from the heavens. I paid attention to details and rummaged around for magic inherent in any occurring event. I looked at the sky a thousand ways, made up stories from observing the passengers boarding the MRT, cried too hard, laughed too loud, analyzed and sat on every rain and carried love as gigantic as the ocean. I succumbed to obsession and the awesome madness of grabbing life by the scruff of its neck and shaking it until all of its truths and treasures emerged out of its pocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Then, one day, the pain went away. It was as if I slid from the cocoon, dusted myself off and walked away from this emotional riot. It was the catharsis, I figured out. I wrote about it so many times that the pain had become no more than a concept, an old conversation piece, a writing material. Even when I was brooding over my failed relationship, I knew that I was going to make a beauty out of  this disaster by writing it down. I knew that art was always larger than pain and more lasting than a moonlight kiss. But there would be times I would still get sad, especially at night when the whirring of the electric fan was more enthusiastic than the subdued thumping of my heart, when it would just be me, a blank computer screen and the memory of her steady hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Indeed, writing is an act of bravery, a self-flagellating experiment that and as I learned it first hand, it could be really lonely. But its a different kind of lonely --- its a beautiful kind of lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7769737730940040274?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7769737730940040274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7769737730940040274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7769737730940040274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7769737730940040274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/01/of-pen-and-papers.html' title='||Of pen and papers...||'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-5578268478021250635</id><published>2008-01-21T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T13:54:43.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A YEAR TO THE DAY!|| DAGGER RIGHT SMACK TO THE HEART|||</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;watch me walk right through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;leave all things behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and we'll step out of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;the bright lights will surely take you far away from the misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hear the stars singing for you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;watching you anxiously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;all is well and all is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hear the stars singing for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;the pictures that we shared above the fireplace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;when your sleeping soundly in your bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'll sneak inside your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hey there I'll meet you back right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;don't forget the place the first time we've met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;if you love something you've got to let them go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;======================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i would never apologize to you since you were the reason why i ended this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you practically ruined everything for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am fully alive now and I'm putting my dreaded smile for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;stronger than my pain since you have nothing else to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;go shoo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i do not think that something right would come out of your mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;trust me you don't want to get hurt by the way i am bashing you right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i decided to write  and release unwanted energy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you are the bad aura that constantly bugs me, haven't you noticed that i am no longer returning the emails, calls and text messages that you are sending me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;so go shoo!!! you are an eye sore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-5578268478021250635?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5578268478021250635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=5578268478021250635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5578268478021250635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5578268478021250635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/01/year-to-day-dagger-right-smack-to-heart.html' title='A YEAR TO THE DAY!|| DAGGER RIGHT SMACK TO THE HEART|||'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4804867336333058475</id><published>2008-01-14T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T15:52:46.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|| MIRRORED IMAGE OF ME||</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;What has surpassed this past few days... i don't know, in this strange day. I've been pondering haven't i been truthful to myself? my thoughts have been the dark stain from my head that i cannot remove. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Can you please stop the plane and turn back, don't you fly too far away from me. it's not too late for you to become my magic star. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Have i lost you again? for the nth time, the fluidity of words were not there to explain things in the out most way that you wanted to hear from my mouth. Was it the truth or the lie that captured my attention towards you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;You are the Anais Nin, that i never thought you would ever become. It radically changed you, the minutes spent was wasted to petty and non - argumentative fights. This has become so tad boring, would you agree to this? Oh i am sure you will, you have been my avid fan for god knows since... the fascination never dies, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;SUPASTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; that you are... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4804867336333058475?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4804867336333058475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4804867336333058475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4804867336333058475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4804867336333058475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/01/mirrored-images-of-me.html' title='|| MIRRORED IMAGE OF ME||'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-7897044751483708607</id><published>2008-01-07T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T14:38:47.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Crap....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Would you believe that I got sick first day of the Year '08! Argh! just the thought of it makes me want to puke... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;is this bad juju for this 2008?... i hope not....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on a lighter note:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i had my weekly dose of jeff buckley music...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my former accountmates are slowly taking over the new account.... WELCOME FORMER EARTHLINK EMPLOYEES....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-7897044751483708607?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/7897044751483708607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=7897044751483708607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7897044751483708607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/7897044751483708607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-crap.html' title='New Year Crap....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-2460348831009303657</id><published>2007-12-30T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T14:56:37.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>||Let's Have a Blast||</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;While I'm splurging my pay here in Batangas, I'm thinking about you now and the things you told me yesterday afternoon... why do i feel like I'm caught in a predicament that i can't seem to get out of? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;What changed your mind, i really want to know the reason/s... or maybe this is bull crap? why do you have to comeback after 3 years? you got me confused, all of a sudden i feel like I'm going back to the things i hated the most. The reason i never tried to be in a relationship again was you making me feel like I'm useless or never somebody's worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;I want you to think about this since I'm having doubts in all of these. You can't bribe me with things or for your time, i never asked this to happen. I never asked you to do this. You made things happen between the two of us... Are you not afraid that i may not return the feelings that you are showing now??? I am not the same person you used to know before... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;on a lighter note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#33ccff;" &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!!! another year has passed, i am blessed with the things and opportunities that i have right now. I am thankful for the people around me, showing me love and support all throughout my endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;Let's cross our fingers that this continue for the longest time ever!!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to 2008!!!! oh by the way, this would be my first time to celebrate my New Year in the office.... wahaha..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-2460348831009303657?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/2460348831009303657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=2460348831009303657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2460348831009303657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/2460348831009303657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2007/12/lets-have-blast.html' title='||Let&apos;s Have a Blast||'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-5251590403272177027</id><published>2007-12-24T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T19:08:32.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry "HUm"Bug to ALL!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i just realized when i woke up this morning that today was already the 24th of December. In addition, i haven't thought of what i'm going to cook for Christmas eve....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;anyway, i think i'll grill some BB-Q that my dad has bought and gambas.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;hahaha... i completely forgot, there is red wine waiting for me calling me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Merry Xmas to All!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;* i'm not in the mood to celebrate coz this feels like an ordinary day for me... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-5251590403272177027?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5251590403272177027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=5251590403272177027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5251590403272177027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5251590403272177027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-humbug-to-all.html' title='Merry &quot;HUm&quot;Bug to ALL!!!!'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-5492306254501048787</id><published>2007-11-26T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T19:51:19.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Good Hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Do you think what we have right now would transcend to something beautiful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;We just went out to have coffee, that's all right? No more hang ups about what we have from the past? I have moved on, no more feelings or whatsoever that I could give to you? (Or is that what I think?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Coffee has intoxicated me last night that somehow i forgot that i am not in a commitment anymore that what we had was a thing of the past. The cigarette smokes might have blinded me in believing that we could be something again. But what got me was you insisting that I am yours and never to leave me again as you did before... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I think this is a Good Hurt...More of "Friends With Benefits" why not have this instead? I think things would work out this way rather than ending up in hurting ourselves with indiscretion and unfaithfulness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh you know who you are....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-5492306254501048787?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5492306254501048787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=5492306254501048787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5492306254501048787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/5492306254501048787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-good-hurt.html' title='It&apos;s A Good Hurt'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-3840666270300850004</id><published>2007-11-19T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T16:01:00.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From First to Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;your my beautiful lie  and i can hardly grasp you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i can never kiss your sultry lips as i used to before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the lucid interval that i am experiencing would never cease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You never cease to exist in my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;For a chance, i never got why do you linger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;your breaking me down, cutting me with that scalpel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Cooing me like a baby, you missed me that i can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but would this make me happy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the drum rolls like my heart as it beats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;my mind floating in the eternal mist of daydreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;this thoughts have been built deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;kindly make me turn the switch on as i need light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;light that would kill the darkness that i am in right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;from first to last was this a dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*beep beep*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;first day of training and i have no sleep screw my trainer/s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;to hell i care about the new account! hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;grumpy as i can be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-3840666270300850004?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3840666270300850004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=3840666270300850004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3840666270300850004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/3840666270300850004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2007/11/from-first-to-last.html' title='From First to Last'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-9148493818877628181</id><published>2007-11-11T18:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:27:33.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clouds'/><title type='text'>Is the color of the sky really blue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ffff33; font-family: georgia;"&gt;i can never express what I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33; font-family: georgia;"&gt;dumbfounded and no where else to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33; font-family: georgia;"&gt;like a little child that lost it's way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33; font-family: georgia;"&gt;i need to get and break free if not now then when?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33; font-family: georgia;"&gt;should i be seeing the sky gray?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33; font-family: georgia;"&gt;dark&amp;nbsp;clouds&amp;nbsp;encircling around my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33; font-family: georgia;"&gt;needless to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-9148493818877628181?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/9148493818877628181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=9148493818877628181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/9148493818877628181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/9148493818877628181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-color-of-sky-really-blue.html' title='Is the color of the sky really blue?'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-4404117570326505883</id><published>2007-10-30T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T16:39:27.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Wilde is a WILDman....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;" class="text"&gt; "The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="secondarytxt"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;-- “Lord Arthur Savile's Crime”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;---&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; this is my playground, the world has become my playground. this is exceptionally true since i am not taking things seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;relationships scares me....being single is a pure and crystallized form of disaster and i am stuck in it forever ( hmmm ....as what i perceive) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is my tragic comedy and i am the jester, playing wit fully as if the king was never there to see what I'm doing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;" class="text"&gt; "It is perfectly monstrous the way people go about, nowadays, saying things against one behind one's back that are absolutely and entirely true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="secondarytxt"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;-- “The Picture of Dorian Gray”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;------&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; is it really hard to tell the other person the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;why pretend? are we masking the reality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;honesty has always been there? but the word itself is despised by the people who doesn't want to accept the truth? why back stab? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;would talking behind people's back an accomplishment? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;why is this an open- ended question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this are senseless thoughts... my ethereal madness... my world....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;mood for the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;can't sleep so I'm feeling cranky today.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9090461-4404117570326505883?l=quietpoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4404117570326505883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9090461&amp;postID=4404117570326505883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4404117570326505883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9090461/posts/default/4404117570326505883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quietpoetic.blogspot.com/2007/10/oscar-wilde-is-wildman.html' title='Oscar Wilde is a WILDman....'/><author><name>bughaw na langit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124912782810872370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/skye_ashcroft/lomotography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9090461.post-5183174069046381613</id><published>2007-10-21T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:05:27.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not Goodbye....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;2 months and a half have already passed.... guys even if we didn't look good in this picture. I am proud to belong in this exquisite bunch of people.   Never had i expected that we would jive as a group and never had i expected that i found another family, i found comfort and long - lasting friendships. There had been shortcomings amongst us but even so, we tried to work things out in a mature and civil way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is it....our BBIS batch now has been officially distributed to their assigned "new" accounts/homes. Since our interims would be different from one another...hmmmm... would we still have hang out moments? waaaah... *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;As i said before, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;maiingit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;silang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lahat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;silang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Ernie aka Tito Boy - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;...i thought that you were straight but then i again i was wrong. My "gay-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;" was out of service during that time. Oh by the way, since your in another account do your matrix thingy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bagay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;expedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mitzi aka The RN - yeah, she recently passed her RN board exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;! and why don't we take our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; board exams as well? ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tahimik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nakilala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; mo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lumalabas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;. ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; around my account mate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Astrid aka Mastermind -  first impressions does not last. at first you'll think that she is quiet... hold on to your seats, no she is not. she's just observing you and if she likes you as a friend then that's the time she'll make you laugh like there's no tomorrow. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; gifted children &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;chet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;. html basics man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; continue this some other day....i still got 4 more people to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Today is another day oh, where did I  stopped? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Spencer aka The Sandman - i think you already know why we call him the sandman, i can't help myself from falling asleep also when he's my seat mate. seems like he has a sleeping powder with him all the time. but he's not sleeping all the time. this happened during our training days. Well, basically spence is the only guy in our batch. (sorry ernie, you said that you were always a "girl" ). magic cards is what occupies his time right now... pero dude, sa DOTA babawi ako...alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Sars aka Viral Disease/Clairvoyant - she was the first one I met during our NHO days. Funny, crazy and scary at most times coz you don't know if she's reading your mind already. Thanks ngapala sa pag laglag mo sa akin nung nag pa hula ako. ^_^ nah, just joking... well, what can I say? account mate see yah later... let's have a fun shift! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;hmmmmm....i'm feeling lazy now....i'll continue this some other time.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Last but not the least &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Nestle aka The Hot Mama -  yes, her name is Nestle just like the brand. Since her name pertains to the series of food products that this company offers. She is sweet, very thoughtful and of course she is hot. For a someone who's already married she doesn't look like she has a kid. My bus mate, since we're from the same area well almost from the same area wala kaming ginawa kung di matulog pag nasa bus. Very mum -  like kasi maasikaso and ok kasama. Girl, do take care of yourself kasi your pregnant esp the baby. ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I'm just here ok? kaya madali mo lang ako mahagilap. take care girl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Chet aka The Heartthrob - dude? anu nga bang meron ka at lahat sila nabigahani mo? Oh hell yeah, you'll know that chet is around by the boisterous laughter that she has and that cologne that she uses. I am one of her cohorts in her "small" crime. Yes dude, aabangan natin si AZA since almost the same time din tayo ng out from work. Kaya do your charm alright? and about our band thing....bahala na si bathala alright? 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