<?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-8659784</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:41:50.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my own account</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110758917575144519</id><published>2005-02-04T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T23:39:35.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hurt my wrist the other day, football was weird... it wasn't that intense but i still got injured... maybe it's the sign of times... haha... anyhow... yesterday i had nothing to do and i decided that it was about time i talked to nicole... so i was thinking of making it a bit more dramatic... so i was thinking of sending her a hundred and one reasons why we should get back talking... i stopped at 82... coz our professor gave us the most intersting lecture on how harvard law students are not only the world's greatest minds they are the world's greatest shitheads as well... anyhow... i decided not to continue coz i didnt have any more reasons to... i thought that if we do get back together as friends.... it must be because of something that is naturally us... nothing artificial... on the other hand... it would be a good valentine's idea if i sent a girl a thousand and one reasons why she should be my valentine's corny? yea sorta... but still... it would put a little snicker on the girl's face and it would make everything worthwhile... haha... tomorows the championship game.... cebu against manila... im kinda nervous... linebacker isnt an easy position to play.... i mean sure linebackers guard short zones but you only have like one to two seconds to react to a pass... while safeties and corners have twice that time... oh well.... the next forty minutes of that game will last my whole life... hahaha.... olryt guys bubye this is it for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110758917575144519?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110758917575144519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110758917575144519' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110758917575144519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110758917575144519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2005/02/nothing-to-do.html' title='nothing to do'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110708043752361696</id><published>2005-01-30T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T02:20:37.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend to rmmbr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;People say weekends officially start on friday nights and id like to believe so, coz dat was one hell of a night... went to ateneo coz der was an open house party right.... kinda ironic since it was green and white day in dlsu... but nonetheless it was ummm.... loud... i didnt want to be stuck der forever dats for sure... well friends kept insisting on me having some alcohol... i drank a few sips just to satisfy them... but then didnt do anything much after dat... i settled down to talking to merrill and her friends... and other ppl... well i ended up going home with seven people in one car... particularly an evo... imagine how much leg room we had der... anyhow d next day i woke up at 6 to wait for this speaker... who cancelled at 8:05... disgusting how people arrive late.... and at night... i end up not going to a friend's debut's after party coz i was too tired.... this morning i wake up excited to go to rockweell and end up not going thanks to my friends labo-ness... hahaha oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110708043752361696?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110708043752361696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110708043752361696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110708043752361696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110708043752361696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2005/01/weekend-to-rmmbr.html' title='weekend to rmmbr'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110688295671830762</id><published>2005-01-27T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T19:29:16.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>Well i realized something the other day, the only reason why i have terrible luck with girls and other guys dont... is that maybe i just dont look at girls the same way as other guys do... i go for a really nice girl, make sure we know each other pretty well before i make a move and when i do i either get busted or not... usually busted but anyhow... coz it ends up the girl sees me as nothing more dan a friend... hmmm... strange isnt it? you get to choose from a lot of people but then the only girls u would be compltly interestd in cannot reciprocate that feeling... im not using the friendship as others may call it, i simply want to know them better and want to establish closer ties is dat wrong? and in the end by the way they feel betrayed by what i do... but its a feeling... how can it be wrong right? well just a simple observation really nothing important hahahaha... its terible how this weird cycle goes... hmmm... ok but then i hope SHE comes to her senses soon enough... i just cant stay lonely forever... its a terible feeling... of course most of the people who may be reading this wont feel the same way... woe is me...  valentines day is what 17 days away... going to do something special by then and i hope it works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110688295671830762?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110688295671830762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110688295671830762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110688295671830762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110688295671830762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2005/01/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110614091720181791</id><published>2005-01-19T05:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T05:21:57.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time</title><content type='html'>well its been the longest time since ive actually said something in my blog account anyhow... valentines is less than a month away... still cant decide what to do... no date, no girlfriends, no nothing im hopeless.... sooo... i guess ill just enjoy my valentines weekend in the comelec team building thing and ummmm.... lets see... nothing else... hahaha.... bored as hell... people give me ideas for valentines im running out of ideas now! this is going to be the nth valentines dat im going to be spending alone... at least kenley has his michelle, ram has his laura, dee, or huever else, yam has his i dont know, klyde has his iway, justin has i dont know... so well der.. im left all alone on valentines... i need to think of something.. ok the other day i had d weirdest thing happen to me.. i was about to text shella, telling her dat i met rachel... ryt... bad move i was tellling shella everything like how excited i got wen i saw rachel coming over... maybe she was finally about to talk to me first... very bad move... i texted rachel instead... i fucked up even worse... wen i apologized and eneded up saying something like "hey i heard it was your birthday the otehr day... belated happy bday... oh shit! im not a stalker! i sound lkike one but im not! sori im not!" god dat was soooooo unsmooth... anyhow.... not that im still interested in rachel... she just seems pretty... intersting to gawk at... nothing more rli... hehe... anyhow.. it is only human nature to admire the opposite sex.... hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110614091720181791?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110614091720181791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110614091720181791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110614091720181791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110614091720181791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2005/01/long-time.html' title='long time'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110458045061079380</id><published>2005-01-01T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T03:54:10.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woo.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok ryt, im watching football now and i have just been a total pig today... sleeping, eating, sleeping again, and eating again... and logging on to the internet every now and den... well hmmm... watching futbol now the dolphins against the browns third quarter... the scores tied with one touchdown each... today is the very frst day of the whole freaking year... wish this year is going to be better than the last.. texted nicole... and i guess we hamemred oout every porblem we had... i asked her to give me time off to umm... clarify things wid myself... she did... and i asked her to watch out game if we do play in cebu next month or later this month... hmm... haven't heard from the usual people today... shella, hester, deyre ol not here today... wala akong magawa ngayon... napakaboring ng day ko!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110458045061079380?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110458045061079380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110458045061079380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110458045061079380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110458045061079380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2005/01/woo.html' title='woo.....'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110449066677108027</id><published>2004-12-31T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T02:57:46.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year message</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Very often, we are faced with things we least expect to happen, sometimes we release unwanted frustration to some strange outlet, sometimes we blame others, and sometimes we take the bitter pill of admitting errors and face the music with enough dignity to call ourselves real human beings. New years are about resolutions to make and implement throughout the rest of our lives, and it would be most fitting to cap this year's events with a resolution i believe is much overdue for me. I believe that i have to accept mistakes, pitfalls, and tragedy. However exhausting or unwanted they are, they are nonetheless the products of our own mistakes. My one big mistake this year was wanting and needing, true enough that many things have happened because of these two things. But it was human nature, Nothing in this world teaches us not to seek. And however disgusting i may seem to some people now, i hope for all that to change. I seek forgiveness from my enemies, mercy from my beliefs, and sympathy from my friends. This year, my year would not have been as great, wonderful, and amazing as it has been if it were not for everyone of my friends. We will be starting a new year, and hopefully by then people will realize how much they mean to me, even if they think otherwise. Happy new year guys, wish all the best...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110449066677108027?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110449066677108027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110449066677108027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110449066677108027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110449066677108027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-year-message.html' title='New year message'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110437343662710453</id><published>2004-12-29T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T18:23:56.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heads and tails(two sides to a coin)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well life is full of ironies so it seems.... well nicole sent me a mail last night... she told me among other things that she hated me even more coz of me using her friendship... can't blame her really... and well.. she said something that was probabaly right... maybe i am really sooo self absorbed in my own life that i keep forgetting there ar two sides to every coin.... maybe she's right that all this is my fault... she has done everything to keep this friendship alive and i have done nothing but to ruin it... maybe.. i really wouldn't know.. maybe i am just too self absorbed... i really wouldn't like to believe that.. but maybe she's right... you know what in the end of the day i would like to forget about all this... people dont get me wrong she made my life great for all the time that it lasted... the last few months were crazy and yes i blame her for some part of it but never entirely... i blame her for fustratin me... but to use the word miserable to describe her impact on my life would be too much of an exaggeration... if i could turn back time i would change a lot of things, but ill still want to enroll in la salle, ill still want to play football, and i still want to have friends like i do now(even nicole, especially nicole) maybe i was too upset to understand, maybe wat i said about her not understanding me? well maybe its the other way around maybe i dont understand her... two sides to every coin... the epitome of well being... ill post her email once i get her permission... you people be the judge of my life... If tep and may are reading this... im not bitter alright? and if nicole, ur reading this... im sorry i made u this mad... 2 years and we never had a single fight, quarrel, or real arguement... as best friends... 3 months upon you knowing weve had two... both of em terribly hurting to both of us... but, i dont rli know whos fault it was anymore... just dat im sorry it happnd... your mail made everything soo clear... i misinterpreted a lot of things that is true, but i never did misinterpret how much you cared for me as a friend... toodles... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110437343662710453?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110437343662710453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110437343662710453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110437343662710453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110437343662710453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/12/heads-and-tailstwo-sides-to-coin.html' title='heads and tails(two sides to a coin)'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110423480664219306</id><published>2004-12-28T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T03:53:26.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Abi had piano class today so the me and dex were left to walk the lonely corridors of ayala and sm... hahaha... not really lonely im being thetrical... but i do hope you feel guilty abi... bitch! hahaha im kidding! abi's nice... hahaha....anyhow back home from hongkong.. feels great... really good... but somehow i wished i was there a bit longer... and not that im not a family man... i wish i was there wid a few friends than my family... they were a drag(no offense) i didnt do much thanks to them... they were well... occupied with my sister... oh well at least i had a 15 degree weather... which was great and had all the chocolate i cud eat... expensive though... but very very good! hgahahaha... ok anyway till here people... happy new year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110423480664219306?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110423480664219306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110423480664219306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110423480664219306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110423480664219306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/12/back-home.html' title='Back home'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110379766023915811</id><published>2004-12-23T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T02:27:40.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY</title><content type='html'>ETA( or is it ETD) 8 and a half hours... hahaha... i know i shouldnt be writing two blogs at the same day but i ant help it.. i got nothing else to do over the net.. and besides i have exactly zip to do... my cousin visited this afternoon.. she came over to look for a bird's nest.. we found some in our garden.. but it wasnt much of a birds nest.. the bird just flew away when she got there... oh let me inttoduce you all to my cousin... a healthy, lively, and cute 4-year old girl named lorraine geraldine... ill be posting a picture of her soon so well for all of you who have not seen her before here's your chance.. she came over coz she wanted some cakes... and as usual toys hehe... kids... so anyhow... its been the second straight day running that my sister has been having tantrums...(she's special.. youg uys get what i mean).. and we dont know what to do with her.. hope she calms down by the time we get to hongkong... people dont understand her very often and it annoys me when dey look at her in a weird way... if there wasn't a law against public disturbance in hongkong(which carries a stiff penalty) id be kicking their asses like crazy... anyhow... well this is it... i have to get packing in a while...  oh yeah ill introduce everyone else to the rest of my family in my later blogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110379766023915811?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110379766023915811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110379766023915811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110379766023915811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110379766023915811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/12/family.html' title='FAMILY'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110377863864650512</id><published>2004-12-22T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T21:10:38.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XMAS</title><content type='html'>ETA 14 hours till i leave for hongkong.. isnt dat just great.. 4 days of no worries... just freedom to eat and be merry... anyhow im going to make this short... ill miss everyone.. but dont wori you wont miss me.. ill be back in a few days... hahahahaha... merry christmas everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110377863864650512?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110377863864650512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110377863864650512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110377863864650512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110377863864650512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/12/xmas.html' title='XMAS'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110368947064416852</id><published>2004-12-21T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T20:24:30.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I seem to have forgotten why i was ever mad at nicole... i never seem to understand myself nowadays... one day im extrmly passionate over this certain subject, next thing i know... id be all 'ok whatever'... i dont get it... i went out with a few of my friends last night... and i have come to the conclusion that they have not changed one bit... they still are the group of corny, slow, and sometimes melodramatic bunch of people whom i have learned to appreciate and love... they never were any good at giving advice... but neither was i.. so i guess we just cancel eahc other out... hehe... well last night irealized more people were reading my blog... so i would like to acknowledge... sharon, shella, and huever else... if ever u do get to read this blog... anyhow... you know what going back to the frst line... i dont know but it seems i have somewhat... semi-gotten over her... mi guess dats nice to hear... i mean she described my emotions(decisions) as "obstacles to our friendship" i dont get why though... it made seem as if we were friends before i felt something for her... little did she know... it was always the other way around... so anyhow... she sent me a ltter a few weeks back... and i replied afte a few days... didnt mean to take so long to reply.. just didnt know how to put words... i needed EUPHIMISMS... but according to my sources... my euphimisms werent much of a help she cried her heart out.. didnt mean to be mean... just did what she asked and told her how i felt... wait... is the spelling ryt? i wudnt know... anyhow... dats pretty much it... her letter made me sob a bit... just for the record... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110368947064416852?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110368947064416852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110368947064416852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110368947064416852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110368947064416852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/12/confused.html' title='confused'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110258306081299031</id><published>2004-12-09T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T01:04:20.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What it means to be perfect or maybe not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Things happen, as i was always made to believe, beacuase they were meant to happen. These events or situations were never planned out nor were they foreseen, but they happened nonetheless. People, places, etc. they're always there, but were never the end result of sheer coincidence. Today though, i started to believe in the age-old belief that the world is never fair. That some times things just happen because someone, somewhere around the universe did something pretty stupid and all the good aura you built for yourself just crumbled in the face of a mistake someone, somewhere out there just happen to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was stupid of me to assume to much from litera1, but i do believe i deserve more than a 3.0 especially when very few of us actually worked on the projects. Salazar and his enganal class can go to hell for all i care, he's just another one of those profs who just take pleasure in failing people. ELCIONE, o god how i tried to make up for all i have done, but it just ain't enough. The sacrifice i had to make amounts to nothing in the end. Sacrifice apparently is not rewarded, luck is and that just happens to be the trend of the times. As for my writing skills, it's as good as crap; apparently teachers think i deserve a 3.0 and nothing more, despite all my hard work, 3.0 it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110258306081299031?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110258306081299031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110258306081299031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110258306081299031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110258306081299031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-it-means-to-be-perfect-or-maybe.html' title='What it means to be perfect or maybe not'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110225738029458134</id><published>2004-12-05T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T06:36:20.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champs at last</title><content type='html'>Guys... it's been so long since i last added a blog... but i guess the occassion calls for it... yesterday at around 4:30 in the afternoon... we finally won the championship that rightfully belonged to us, the arrowheads... it wasn't easy but the dedication and skills of my teamates made it seem easy... we had to go through the phantoms first, and we did... after a half hour break... we faced off against the young guns for the championship... we limited them to one TD and broke their wills as we scored touchdown after touchdown... for an incredible 4 touchdowns in a matter of 40 minutes... the MVP was given to roger but i believed that it belonged just as much to nico as it did to roger.... every single team was hungry for a victory out there.... but we were just a little bit more deserving... next up, 9 on 9... were winning this shit too baby... WOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110225738029458134?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110225738029458134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110225738029458134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110225738029458134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110225738029458134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/12/champs-at-last.html' title='Champs at last'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110181451987452719</id><published>2004-11-30T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T03:35:19.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unorthodox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hester made me think again today.... like she always does.. she told me "never change yourself for anyone" and she like always again... is right... shes always right... there is something about this five foot something(or nothing) girl that amzes me... maybe fascinates even...and you know what she has been the only girl i have ever known to posses a unique ability to render me speechless....(yes, yes hes... your right... you always dominate conversations except wid... you know who).. today was pretty much ok.. except for that scary moment in the facial place(yes i do get facials) dey had gay people giving facials to other people.. and for a moment der i tot he the gay person would be the one giving me the facial... scary.... it was the most tense 3 minutes of my life... ok fine! iu am a complete homophobe can i help it?!?! i carry a gene in me dat screams out "run!!!!" everytime i see a gay person... ok with the excpetion of a few who i believe are harmless and well have been accustomed to... so ok till here people take care!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110181451987452719?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110181451987452719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110181451987452719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110181451987452719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110181451987452719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/11/unorthodox.html' title='unorthodox'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110173424592554251</id><published>2004-11-29T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T05:17:25.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A staggering genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmmm.... i dont know how i dont know why... everytime i do feel like writing a blog something has got to pop up.. i mean something definitly related to nicole... what is it with this girl's impeccable timing... we had this fight today... our second one ever... well it was about me not telling her im home in cebu... i mean hello... i said and i quote "abot na ko, patience lang jud lagi" roughly translated that meant im home, i told you all you needed was patience.. how much more specific could i have been... and so well it didnt bother me a bit when she said... "basta ayaw lang pang kalit ug naa na ko cebu weirdo" dat meant just dont spring out of nowhgere and say im here weirdo... hmmmmm.... well i didnt think of it much.. i tot it was a future warning.. i cant believe she is making such a big deal out of it... i mean hello?!?! may boyfriend na sya... what im doing is a favor... she says its ok if i dont wanna go out just tell her im home..  its not even like i  want to go out with her.. to hell with all of this... hmmm... oh well... dat jsut ruined my day... bright side of my sunny side up day.... tot of it... and well i miss spending time with old friends... sharing laughs... stories... jokes about abigail... its all well and good... i miss it all... and i never realized that soon enough lets say... 30 hours more i'd have to go back to reality... yes reality.... school!!!!!!!!! oh d horror! oh well... it has to be this way... i hope my big plan would be pulled off tomorow... to convince MANALO to postpone our test... i dont have notes... and i hope he understands the fact that im all the way in cebu celebrating my mother's bday.. hehe... oh well... hmmm..... guys till here ciao... oh yeah post comments.. i know lots of other guys are reading this but it only seems like pat is the only one posting comments... especially you TEP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110173424592554251?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110173424592554251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110173424592554251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110173424592554251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110173424592554251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/11/staggering-genius.html' title='A staggering genius'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110139173609723615</id><published>2004-11-25T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T06:08:56.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang labo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So ok... lets see what happened today.. Nicole texted... she said "i jz tot of you".. didn't make much sense to me though... and she ended up making me tell her i was going to cebu.. actually she didnt make me... it just sort of blurted out of my mouth... damn it.... oh well so be it... i donyt really want to meet her now... its the worse time to meet her... im still confused.... disgusted actually... sheesh... i stopped replying... makes me wonder... would she even remember me after a while... would she ask why or would she just let it be... probably the last one... anyhow... hmm.... i met an old friend of mine yesterday... havent seen her for the longest time... she looks diffrent.. but still the same perky her... i miss her actually... but she always made it seem like we havent met for the longest time.. even if i just met her yesterday.... anyhow... lets see what else has been going on in my world of existence... im going home on saturday... but i dont know how to get there from the airport.. gues il have to figure that out sooner or later... anyhow... litera is over... dats gud news... and ummm... pat is probably doing her fashion fiesta thing... so she isnt around now... in ym,...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110139173609723615?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110139173609723615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110139173609723615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110139173609723615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110139173609723615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/11/ang-labo.html' title='ang labo'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110120208251798761</id><published>2004-11-23T01:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T01:28:02.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baho si warren</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So anyhow this is my first post in the longest time, thanks to the very weird uncooperating internet cafes located at taft avenue... open twenty hours a day seven days a week.. anyhow... im going home this saturday!!!! woohoo!!!!!!!!!!! la salle has been surprisingly... ummm... generous.... no classes for three days... plus one in my case since... ummm... monday has been moved to tuesday! "gumawa ng sariling calendar" so said our guess for today, warren ching... anyhow.... this has been the worst 5 days of my life... stressed out... exams, football, projects.. and worst of all deprivation from food!!!!!!! ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! dats not right.... oh yeah i just realized that people actually read my blogs... and people do still check their friendsters... anyhow... leave a note guys(comments) say hi or something... itll mean a lot... chill!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110120208251798761?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110120208251798761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110120208251798761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110120208251798761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110120208251798761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/11/baho-si-warren_23.html' title='Baho si warren'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110120204460345494</id><published>2004-11-23T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T01:27:24.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baho si warren</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So anyhow this is my first post in the longest time, thanks to the very weird uncooperating internet cafes located at taft avenue... open twenty hours a day seven days a week.. anyhow... im going home this saturday!!!! woohoo!!!!!!!!!!! la salle has been surprisingly... ummm... generous.... no classes for three days... plus one in my case since... ummm... monday has been moved to tuesday! "gumawa ng sariling calendar" so said our guess for today, warren ching... anyhow.... this has been the worst 5 days of my life... stressed out... exams, football, projects.. and worst of all deprivation from food!!!!!!! ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! dats not right.... oh yeah i just realized that people actually read my blogs... and people do still check their friendsters... anyhow... leave a note guys(comments) say hi or something... itll mean a lot... chill!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110120204460345494?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110120204460345494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110120204460345494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110120204460345494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110120204460345494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/11/baho-si-warren.html' title='Baho si warren'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-110062219105125594</id><published>2004-11-16T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T08:23:11.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean KIMCHI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmmm... guys my last blog erased... and im too freaking lazy to make it all over again.. let me just say this though... this might be long... hehehe... tep your screwed pretty bad by now... how can you freaking tell everyone about this... ok wait... let me just go on with my story of the day... people dont laugh... whoever reads this... sympathize with me!!!! or stop reading period...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My roomie asked if the world was fair... it sure isn't to a lot of people... i guess i would love to agree with them... i really would... but before i say anything else... heres a story... two guys eyeing one girl... this one guy knows her for six years... and well goes out fo his way to make her happy... even if 600 kilometers of ocean seperate them... and he is her best friend.... another guy who happens to know her for 6 months... makes her really happy and well he's real poetic... ummm... her college blockmate and everyday buddy... so one day i(being the first guy) finds out that she ends up with the other guy... i tell myself... that as long as she's happy i'm happy... but why do i feel frustrated... i want her to feel happy... even if its not me who makes ehr happy and thats it period! but its weird texting her now... she's my best friend and i never made friendship as an excuse to move up the romance ladder... but it feels weird really it does, so im aking anyone to tell me what to do... but as for now... i guess the world is fair enough... at least im the one feeling all this and not her.... piece of advie to anyone who reads this... dont be stupid! 6 years was too long of a time to wait... make ur move... get it voer with.. so you wouldn't feel this terrible... FORTES FORTUNA ADIUVAT... fortune favors the brave... in latin... keep that in mind... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-110062219105125594?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/110062219105125594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=110062219105125594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110062219105125594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/110062219105125594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/11/korean-kimchi.html' title='Korean KIMCHI!'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-109915313823310665</id><published>2004-10-30T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T09:18:58.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spontaneous Saturday</title><content type='html'>I never had this much fun since i last played paintball... come to think of it... we didn't do much... most of the time we spent was just sitting down and well chilling and all that.... but it was rli fun... i never realized how much more my china friends mean to me than i orignally tot they would... for those of you who do not know they are not from china... they are friends whom i met in china.. but live here in cebu... anyhow... they helped me forget what i was suppose to forget... for most of you people you already know what it is... hahaha anyway till here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-109915313823310665?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/109915313823310665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=109915313823310665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109915313823310665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109915313823310665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/10/spontaneous-saturday.html' title='Spontaneous Saturday'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-109871828424536843</id><published>2004-10-25T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T08:31:24.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well you see its like this people... very typical of a weird love story... i am a teenager who has had to face the single most traumatic issue an ordinary teenager would have to face... infatution, love or whatever anyone would wan to call it... i have fallen in love with my best friend and yes it has been six years since i have began my little obsession of her but it hasnt been three years since we have been close, close enough for me to believe that i had a chance although i never intended our friendship to be so. Enough is enough... i can't stand six more years especially six years without any new happenings whatsoever. This is the life i have ahd to go through and yes thanks to new and unforseen events i have had the chance to redeem myself by simply wisening up to current trends and events. Special circumstances such as love requires preserverance and faith so they say. Whoever says things like that to me, do not know me, i have tried everything, distance did not seem to be a problem to me when i first arrived at this dilemma, yet it seemed a constant companion now. Trust me people, i have done everything she wanted me to do, i have gone through lenghts unkown to most people. Lenghts i would believe were unreachable by ordinary standards. Yet her indiffrence leaves much to be desired. Such carelessness was never expected, i was led to believe that she would be to the very least extent sympathetic to me. However, that was never the case. I have had to live with the fact now that she knows how i feel for her and that my feelings for her can never be reciprocated. Never give up hope some say, but what hope is there left when all my wishes and dreams of us is simply just that, wishes and dreams, she is indiffrent. she missed me so she says but it does not show. I understand she had to go through a lot when she arrived at college but did it need to be this way, did i deserve this. Was my every waking and slumbering moment's thought a waste? its of her and im not ashamed to admit that yes she is the only person i have ever thought of. but can she ever be so insensitive im afraid she has always been this way and yet it is only now that i realize so. Friends have helped but they can only do so much. So i put my fate or whatever is left of it in the hands of her, im afraid its too late though. nothing is left but im happy whenever shes happy even if her happiness does not come from me. It is of little consequence because that is the only reason my heart beats for her happiness, if only she knew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Every moment of my day was for her, every breath, every word, every single though foes to her. Everything i have done for her was exceptional, every letter, every pendant even if she never wears the one i so much wanted her to wear not because i want people to know she's mine, but to remind her that no matter where she is i will always be here for her, every comforting advice, every message, every single day of my life that i wasted on meangingless things, were never meaningless they were all for her. Her and her indiffrence. but i am nonetheless happy that she is happy and that is all i have to say about that. And although she has left me much of myself in question, thanks to friends and certain people, my nights were arent as cold as they were, my mornings not as gloomy. However, i sure wish that it was me who made her happy, not somebody else. Prayer was never something i do often, but if that is what it takes to get her to notice me and my plight that is what i will do. If ever she does read this. then i hope nic you know how much ive put everything on you yet i feel betrayed, your worth everythin though every single second of my life. Hope you know that. Friends or more or less. I will always be here for you and my happiness is only to see your life fulfilled that is all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-109871828424536843?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/109871828424536843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=109871828424536843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109871828424536843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109871828424536843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-this-is-it.html' title='so this is it'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-109819286417172852</id><published>2004-10-19T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T06:34:24.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IRONIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Does anyone have any idea what it takes to get a decent teacher in a subject that sounds like a title of a gay porn movie?!(ENGANAL) well.... its pretty damn hard... i realized that today... i have had to stick to that professor for the past three terms... and in all honesty and sincerity it isnt any fun! he is the worst... i can sit in his class for the rest of my life and i still wouldnt have any respect for that person... he is bull!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-109819286417172852?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/109819286417172852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=109819286417172852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109819286417172852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109819286417172852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/10/ironies.html' title='IRONIES'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-109793512000342864</id><published>2004-10-16T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T06:58:40.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARROWHEADS...3-1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well guys two long tests done!!!!!! but stil freaking frustrating with all the tension building up before your scores are announced and all that... well hey... im looking on the bright side... had a game today.... beat the renegades but lost to the phantoms... didnt play up against the phantoms... but played the whole game against the renegades... finaly tally?! two tackles, one deflection, and one very good shot into raj's tummy... that guy is old but he still has what it takes to play good football... I wouldn't be surprised if they bet us one day... i mean if they do get good players and all that shit... they used to have a whole lot of players... they trimmed down i gues... well it was another story against the phantoms... didn't get my playing time at all... was kinda disapointed but who am i to complain? i dont get to be captain till next year... i tell the older guys... what do they say? don't complain... youll get your shot! how is a captain suppose to establish his credibility if he isnt given any playing time?! fuck that... ill play harder that's all im going to do... and do real good at what im suppose to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyhow.... i had a chat with nicole today... over the cell fone... God i cant believe its been this long since we actually had a good talk... she had to go early though... but i had fun talking to her and all dat... she actuall believed i was going home... hahaha... im almost over her... just a tiny wee bit more... wish i wasnt though... wish she still emailed me.. wish it never was this confusing... but whats done is done... so whatever it is im suppose to do... i gota tell her im sorry that ive done it... haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorow is another day.... Guys for now... Bonjour....is that goodbye?! i dont know.... hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-109793512000342864?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/109793512000342864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=109793512000342864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109793512000342864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109793512000342864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/10/arrowheads3-1.html' title='ARROWHEADS...3-1'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-109759304503914630</id><published>2004-10-12T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T07:57:25.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRUSTRATIONS!</title><content type='html'>THAT IS THE ONLY WORD TO DESCRIBE MY DAY!!!!!!!! my blockmates actually appoint me to be leader... all ten of them... and what makes it upsetting is dat they dont do shit at all...! i mean first i make it a point to ask them to go to this particular tambayan for a meeting... they dont show up... three of them... and instead one of them amkes this excuse that he left a nte with instructions! is it my responsibility?!!?!??! fuckers!!!!!!!! and if that wasnt enough... they didnt want to practice their roles in the room... they wanted to do it out in the public... fine by me if they didnt want privacy... but they shouldn't be talking to other "distracting... forces" people... are soooooo inconsiderate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! fuckers again!!!!!!!!!!! and if that wasnt enough.... when i finally had someone(thank you marie) convince them... they would have to bring their posse along! isn't that just annoying?!?!?! and ok... if some people do not know the ground rules of being polite.... here they are....&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU ARE NOT INVITED!!!! DO NOT FUCKING GIVE OFF COMMENTS THAT ARE NOT NEEDED!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok.... gooooooooosssssssfffffrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaabbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..................&lt;br /&gt;moving on..... why is it so hard for those dumbasses to actually stop giving out blame and actually take responsibility of their actions for themselves!!! you know? you actually grow up when you do that! fuckers!!!!!!!!!! again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i swear to god i felt better after i fucking threatened to beat the shit out of that bitch of an asshole.... sorry lance... but you are.... you are pretty dumb too! analyze boy! ok im sorry lance... but im frustrated....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-109759304503914630?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/109759304503914630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=109759304503914630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109759304503914630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109759304503914630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/10/frustrations.html' title='FRUSTRATIONS!'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659784.post-109739849112552107</id><published>2004-10-10T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T01:56:35.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First time ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alright, my very first blog... well... guys... whoever reads this... you guys might find it boring... so well... so be it... this is the life and whatever else of yours truly... hmmm...... nothing much to say for today...except that... this was officially one of the most boring days of my life... waking up and not remembering what happened the night before sucks too... why? i got freaking drunk for the first freaking time... this term... sucks.... but the fuck... can't do shit bout that... head still hurts though... departmentals are a few days away... and after studying for a few minutes... i gave up... Didn't understand my own handwriting... thank goodness for Mike, Trixie, and whoever else's notes i get my real notes from... hahahaha.... God bless their souls... haha... oh in case, y'all are wondering why i decided to make a blog... well... Pat said it was cool... so why not give it a try... right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659784-109739849112552107?l=nonameme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/feeds/109739849112552107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659784&amp;postID=109739849112552107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109739849112552107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659784/posts/default/109739849112552107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameme.blogspot.com/2004/10/first-time-ko.html' title='First time ko'/><author><name>yourstruly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759192960597654491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
