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                <title>Chasing After Chase on House MD</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 03:58:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have just finished watching a Season 3 episode of House ( Episode 19 "Act Your Age") and one of the highlights of the episode is when Chase says to Cameron (this is not the exact line he said, but this'll do), "You care about puppies, flowers, (and he says more) but you do not care about the guy you've worked with for three years, the guy you've spent the night with, the guy you've slept with." With this, he held Cameron by the hand and looked at her sincerely, a smile on his face.<br /><br />Effect on me: I INSTANTLY WANTED TO BE CAMERON RIGHT THEN AND THERE. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />It occurred to me that Chase is at his most sincere that moment. So sweet, caring, loving. Wanting and hoping for Cameron to accept him as her boyfriend. Since Cameron and Chase have been sleeping together, Chase decided to take their relationship to the next level, but Cameron refused. If I were Cameron, I'd kiss Chase as my reply. ;D (Ambisyosa.)<br /><br />It dawned upon me that if all men are like Chase, who is so sincere, so down-to-earth, so caring without being cheesy, and so considerate about other people's feelings (and so romantic to a fault hahaha) then the world will be a better place. Even if Chase established an "only-in-bed" relationship with Cameron along with their professional relationship, Chase simply cared about Cameron. He simply had feelings for the woman. He never thought of Cameron as a plaything, even if Cameron, at one point, liked House.<br /><br />Chase's character may seem to be only an idea, but if men would actually start caring and stop being dense then women and girls alike would put an end to daydreaming about men who would sweep them off their feet and be their knight in shining armor.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Shorties.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2008 04:50:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just dropping in to say hello. It has been a long time since I last blogged in here. I was too busy to do so, and so I resorted to writing all my thoughts in my notebooks. So there. <br /><br />I am now in my 3rd Year, second semester. And I am bored. Why? With the majors, I am taking up two minors. Sheesh. It just drains my enthusiasm. I miss the first semester. More fun. More happiness.<br /><br />I enjoyed the previous semester because it was full of promise and fun, and a lot of realisations. I can't tell them all here, because they're too many,  and they're too exquisite to tell yet, too fresh. <br /><br />Maybe when the memories are too distant, that's the time I will go and share them with you. <br /><br />If you guys have a Multiply account, drop by this entry and write in your Multiply ID. I will you add you up, and you will know in the photos that I have why I enjoyed my previous semester.<br /><br />I miss Photography. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Advertising + Photography = Mayhem</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 05:10:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes. These two mean mayhem and a whole lot of melee in school. <br /><br /><br /><b>ADVERTISING</b>: The industry that earns the most money and controversy (*sigh*). I don't feel like attending this major subject because...I just don't feel like it. I always have this negative stuff about Advertising. People can lie here, people can stretch the truth so that they can sell and rake in tons of money. I just don't like that. Yeah, you can make use of your good faith to actually tell the people your intentions about selling and promoting. I don't wanna die doing that. <br /><br />I have just finished doing a print ad with my friend and now we need to submit a radio ad this time! I'mma make a script! Then, once we accomplished that, me and my friend are gonna shoot a TV commercial! 0_o Holy schmuck. Busy, busy, busy.<br /><br /><b>PHOTOGRAPHY</b>: The industry that is slowly dying in the process. I was told a while ago that Photography is slowly dying because of people's preferences (digital over manual), and trends (because digital is so <u>in</u> nowadays). I don't want that to happen because Photography just brings out the truth out of life. I am always fascinated by photographs capturing scenes from everyday life and from the not-so-everyday life. Our prof teaches us things so well that we get to be excited to shoot! (Well, I guess it's just me and my friends, I think. I noticed that some of us don't like shooting photos because it eats a lot of time and money. And they feel that basic photography is so tedious so they use point-and-shoot ones instead, and they'd lie to the prof.) <br /><br />Sir Oblena has required us to do wildlife photography for next week. I'm off to the zoo this Wednesday after the radio ad thing. Then I will continue with the rest of last week's homework. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /><br />****<br /><br /><br />Quote of the moment: "Kapag marunong kang mag-sinungaling, talent na din yun." -- Sir Jimmy Oblena.<br /><br />(Translation: If you know how to lie, that's already a talent.) <br /><br /><br />He's got a point. Go Sir Oblena! <3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Dear Jose Rizal</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 07:59:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why do you have to die, anyway? I have been reading biographies written about you and they made me feel so distraught about what happened to you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Alphabetically Strange.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 05:49:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Much love, friends. Thanks to those who cared about me these past days --- yeah Frank (the name of the storm that pillaged us here) came over and went away. All I experienced was floods and darkness and cold weather. The cold weather was good --- I made use of some jackets in my closet that needed my attention. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> Oh well. I miss you all. <br /><br /><br />Taking all seven majors in one semester takes a lot of strength an courage. I am nervous with going through advertising and Radio and TV Speech Performance. I am so gonna faint with these --- they scare the living hell out of me! 0_o I wonder what I should do? <br /><br />***<br /><br />I feel totally strange about things. School. Mum. Uncle. Friends. Life. I feel a bit weird, in a good way, I think. LOL. <br /><br />I miss you all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Pasukan na naman. :)</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 02:19:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hahaha. The title simply means "back to school" or "school starts again!". Yeah, it is true, only that my University opened its doors one week after the real first day of school. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> <br /><br />I have observed that my classes all start at 1pm. And on two days my classes will end at 8:30pm. On one day, my class will just end at 4pm (that's Tuesday) and on Friday my class will end at 7pm. My school days are Monday-Tuesday-Thursday-Friday. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />All of my subjects are my majors, like Radio and TV Speech Performance, Fundamentals of Radio and TV Writing, Photography, Introduction to Journalism, Public Relations, et cetera. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />Hmmm. My schedule now calls for a cutdown on usual doings like surfing the net, chatting, and blogging, and traveling. So you will now expect to hear from once a week, or maybe twice or thrice, depending on the situation. :] But most likely, it would be twice a week. And since school's back, I am now back to my old habits like skipping meals and borrowing lots of books. Just now, I managed to borrow 3 thick French books! (Hah! I made the Foreign Service/Diplomacy students look like idiots because they couldn't find some French books!) <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> <br /><br /><br />***<br /><br />Just last Tuesday, our Advertising Principles prof didn't show up, so we had to leave early. That was our only subject for the day and most of us were so pissed. Anyhoo, I was the one who left earlier than everyone else because my good friend Austin (who happens to be my former crush) is having a major problem. (If you remember one of my old entries, I indicated the words " major scare, major subjects, major crushes , major arguments, major cramming, et cetera, et cetera.") He was having probs with his current girlfriend. Why? Because he feels that he doesn't get what he deserves from her: happiness and love. He told me that she's the reason why he became so changed. Because of Nina (his girlfriend) he turned down a lot of girls, and all opportunities, just to be with her. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Sigh. <br /><br />I told him to just let her know what and how he's feeling, even if it's difficult. He just did it, he took my advice and let it all out to her on that same day. Under the dark Tuesday clouds he poured out his feelings to her. He made her realise what he's worth to her. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <br /><br />Now he's feeling good. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <br /><br />***<br /> <br /><br />Drop me some comments, will you? I miss you all. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Le Lien. (The Bond)</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 05:00:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel a heavy, sinking feel. <br /><br /><br />Why am I tormented with the fact that I am involved with some guy who's having <i>another</i> girlfriend? I feel so unloved, stupid, and depressed. <br /><br /><br />And I have just read a comment that says that I am not pretty --- I look stupid. Putangina naman o --- why, of all things, would come to this? Yes, I somehow liked what had happened --- this guy (let's just call him MT) who had been swooning over me for the past 8 months is committed to some cheapskate of a bitch. He is handsome, sure, but having no brain and heart is a big no-no. <br /><br />With these complications at hand, I am starting to lose interest in writing and reading. I don't want to be some normal person who drifts in and out of the constraints of the boring life because nothing productive is going on. With the one who's been with me (Erika knows this) for almost two years, I think that he (yes, Erika knows who this is --- his initials are FM) is the one who's been taking care of me all along. Even if me and FM are close (or now that we don't have time to see each other because of the vacation) writing never left me. When I started to fancy MT, writing is slowly fading in me. <br /><br /><br />MT is hot, sexy, tempting (most girls say that), and he comes from a good university --- but his lifestyle is so boring. Cars, bars, girls, and money. WTF. He likes me because I am simple and intellingent --- one had joked that he only likes me because I have a brain and he doesn't. On the other hand, FM is a shy soccer guy who loves Math, chess, DOTA, and Eminem. He's also into art and poetry (he understands poetry more than I do) and he has an opinion for every single issue there is. He has an expansive thinking --- much like a mathematician. And what makes me like him is that he makes me laugh. MT never made me laugh --- he just laughs to himself, that's all. <br /><br /><br />I am so ill. What I want to do is to return to my old self and be enlightened. I am hurting again.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>COULD NOT FUNCTION WELL. </title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 05:01:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need at least a reason or two why I need to go to a rehab. <br /><br /><br />No, no, no. It's not what you're thinking. <br /><br /><br />I just noticed that I get annoyed easily than I used to before. Is it the hormones? Is it the circumstances? Is it that the world is being a bit unkind lately? My heart is not beating properly, my breathing is not normal, and my head hurts. Last night I downed medicines because of my occasional stress and bad temper --- I tried to control my temper and all that and nothing seems to work. <br /><br />I am bored, unamused, unfriendly, impatient, uninspired and faithless. I feel that I need a <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> and  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smooch.gif" width="35" height="16" alt=":smooch:" title="Smooooch!" />.<br /><br /><br />(Well I got my first <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> from *<a class="u" href="http://evaka-chan.deviantart.com/">EvaKa-Chan</a> --- Mange tak, my fellow Franz Ferdinand-er, my friend! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> --- but I still need more! I am so effin' <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frustrated.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":frustrated:" title="frustrated" />!)<br /><br /><br />***<br /><br />The weather right now is cold and it's raining like cats and dogs. I love rain and the cold air --- but the downside is that (according to my friends) the weather is making its "magic" work on me. I am getting gloomier and bluer by the minute. It was way worse than when I was in Europe three winters ago. <br /><br />I think I'll die earlier than I think, with what I am doing to myself.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>FRENGERIFICALLY GRATEFUL! AND AMUSED.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 21:23:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ While I am amused and laughing and scratching my head in complete "huh" mode cos I am reading a blog by Cofibean <a href="http://cofibean.blogspot.com,">[link]</a> I would like to take this opportunity (lol parang artista lang eh!) to express my gratitude towards...<br /><br /><br /><b>The people who have faved and commented on my work, "Mika: Life In Cartoon Motion"</b>: I love you so much from the bottom of my fragile, paper heart. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> (Really it is made out of paper --- recycled and dyed in vegetable-based ink.) You guys are winners, and winners indeed because you all know that I made it for Mika. Please continue patronizing it. I hope that my wish will be granted: for MIKA himself to have the art I made for him. <br /> <br /><b> Parokya ni Edgar </b> the band that keeps me sane and laughing. Others find them phony, some find them weird, but in my opinion they simply make me smile. I mean, hey, PNE means teamwork. <br /><br /><b>Radioactive Sago Project</b>: These guys represent what we want to say to the Government. Wasak na wasak na nga ba talaga tayo? (Are we already in total wreck?) Your music is a complete Awake-upper. <br /><br /><b>Petite</b> (aka ~<a class="u" href="http://petitemuse.deviantart.com/">Petitemuse</a>) for making me a wonderfully-surreal story entitled "Animals of Many Kinds" --- it was simply stunning to the point that it made me think more about romance and what goes through it. Your story is like the sun --- it shines in warmth and happiness each time I imagine the scenes in it. I wish if Silas would be the Prince of my dreams (lol a hundred times farther than the Sun! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />) then, then... so be it. He's one silent guy who does wonderful magic with his amazing drumsticks. I mean, you also made Silas shine like never before --- you certainly gave him justice. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <br /><br /><b>Marilis Ehvert</b> (naks! complete name! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />) (aka ~<a class="u" href="http://vihmakivi.deviantart.com/">vihmakivi</a>) for making my day 500 watts brighter than usual. I do not know how else I should thank you --- and how else can I return the favour. The animation is a beginning for me (and us). There are no words that fully encapsulate how I feel right now. I bow to your amazing frengerness. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> You are truly my Spring Sister indeed. <br /><br /><b> the Three Danish Princes </b> --- Well guys, you know who they are. I would like to thank you, my dear Princes, for giving me and my friends enough supply of inspiration. Your songs and words make us feel what you feel and it makes us produce works in your name. The melodies that wrap your emotions fill us completely, enveloping us in full Frengerific bliss. In my case, I write things about you mainly because you fill my days, and make them better and colourful. I find you three funny, warm, sad and cold and inspirational to the extent that you are the fuel for our minds, hearts and souls. <br /><br />****<br /><br />Erika, I wish that you will get a new tablet in no time. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> I miss your drawings! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> I want those pixie beings that you draw. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> I wish to be a pixie in your art. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> <br /><br />I really wish that you will have a new tablet. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I wanna see magic from you again. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br />***<br /><br />Guys, I'll be back to school on the 16th of June. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> My schedule is weird now: late afternoon till evening. I'll keep you posted.<br /><br />***<br /><br />Stay sweet, all of you. Stay frengerifically sweet and inspired. <br /><br /><br />I hope to see you all in Mewland. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <img s... ]]></description>
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                <title>ADIK SA'YO/ ADDICTED TO YOU.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 03:10:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For the past few days I have been "suffering" <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> from too much rush of ideas. My brain seems to work overtime while my body isn't. After all my life since I entered summer job was completely monotonous. <br /><br /><br />6:30am -- I wake up<br />6:30 - 7:15 am --- shower<br />7:15 - 8:00 -- fix myself/prep time/reading<br />8:00 - 8:15 --- breakfast<br />8:15 - 8:45 --- travel <br />8:45 -- I arrive at the office<br />8:45 - 9:30 --- call people, fax things, open email, check stuff.<br />9:30 till 7pm --- blah. <br /><br />I can't wait to just enroll and go to school and write more goodies for everyone concerned. School is what makes so active in writing, school is what me think a lot. I have always dreaded summer vacation ever since I stepped into High School. <br /><br />***<br /><br />Oh well. I just can't wait for June. Sheesh. Those Three Danish Men --- I need yoooouuuuu~! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'LL KEEP YOU GLUED.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 23:49:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And so I try to find some stuff that are worth doing --- Dad had suggested to me to actually take this summer job. My job right now is to answer calls, call clients and medical clinics, to eat a lot (hahaha), type, send fax messages, file papers, and talk. <br /><br /><br />Hmmm. I get paid, yeah. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <br /><br />***<br /><br />Yey! Enrolment is on the 15th of May! I cannot wait to enroll! <br /><br />Since I plot my own schedule, it occurred to me that I can hope to fix it well --- because I wanna balance my time between school, parents, and you. (You know who you are so smile cos I mean it! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />) I do not want to miss a lot of things from you guys, and I don't want you guys to feel sad and blue because of waiting in vain for the stuff that I do. I am very serious about this. <br /><br />I will update you on my new schedule so keep glued here. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <br /><br />***<br /><br />I am now smitten by John Cena, again. I was watching WWE 24/7 last Sunday and I was giggling because of him! I find him handsome , heeeheee. I so love him! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />***<br /><br />Anybody who wants to know my mobile number? (huh???) Hahaha. <br /><br />Anyhoo, I had thought about sending parcels of things to some people and I wish that can happen. I've tried sending a gift to the UK and good thing it arrived --- 3 months later. I want it to be sent as fast (like the Concorde! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />) as possible. Let's exchange mails and parcels, shall we? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />***<br /><br />I am pleased to announce that one of my friends is crushing over Nicolaj Rasted of Hej! Matematik. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> <br /><br />RANDOM.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I could've died last Sunday --- RIP.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 02:07:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It was a Sunday evening when I was with my best friend ~<a class="u" href="http://oh-radiogirl.deviantart.com/">oh-radiogirl</a>. We were in a district in Quezon City because I had to get the printer of my friend. I bought it from her so I have to get it. So we rode a taxi from Fairview (very far part of Quezon City) and rolled off. Drew (~<a class="u" href="http://oh-radiogirl.deviantart.com/">oh-radiogirl</a>) and I were talking about my cousin and boys and some jokes when suddenly our cab went screeching. The car made a 90-degree turn on the road! The boot of the cab crashed into the wall of the underpass. Drew and I held onto each other (just our arms) and just gasped. Good thing no-one got hurt or died. <br /><br /><br />Drew was too hungry to react that time. I was appalled by it. <br /><br /><br />***<br /><br />Last night a friend of mine sent a group message through sms. She was ranting about her friend not telling to her that she's pregnant. Something came into my mind when that was sent to me. <br /><br />I had a friend (who happened to be a classmate way back) who had so much hopes and ambitions that she told me that she wanted to be successful in life once we finish school. She had this dreams of being a doctor, a pilot, a writer, and a painter --- and a linguist. She's half-French and she was very cheerful and steadfast. <br /><br />One day it was our dismissal time when she came to us with a boy in tow. She beamed to me and my friends that the boy with her is her boyfriend. We said hi. <br /><br />Suddenly after a few months, she and her boyfriend began to quarrel a lot about a lot of things. Her boyfriend thinks she's crazy and a lunatic. She thinks that her boyfriend's a lowlife. <br /><br />One day she came to school with gashes and wounds and scratches on her arms, wrists and neck, and she smelled of alcohol. I asked her what happened and where she got those. She said she didn't know where she got them.  I then asked her who was with her the night before, to which she said that her boyfriend was with her. Then I noticed that she was complaining of body pain. I called her boyfriend up and told him of what happened and he said he was innocent.<br /><br />Weeks later she started to vomit a lot and she became weak. I began to doubt so I brought her a pregnancy kit to her house. My friend soon felt that she was useless when two lines appeared on the kit. <br /><br />She kept her pregnancy a secret, and she tried to kill the baby when she can. She downed a lot of drugs and medicine and alcohol while she was down and depressed. Her boyfriend was nowhere to be found at the time. We told her that she shouldn't do something sinister, but she didn't listen. She kept on telling us that all of her dreams crumbled when she learned that she was pregnant. My other friend said otherwise: her dreams crumbled when she met that guy. <br /><br />It was birthday and I was thinking that everyone will greet me that day. But instead, I got a news: my friend was already dead. Instead of receiving gifts, I received a black envelope with my name outside it. It was an invitation to my friend's wake. <br /><br />When I reached the wake, I was approached by her parents. They were crying and they tearfully recalled how she died: she simply said goodbye before jumping off their family-owned yacht. And that evening they found her suicide letter. In it they read what was going on in her mind previously, and from it her parents found out she was pregnant.<br /><br />Suddenly her boyfriend came and her parents began to hurl him out of the chapel. <br /><br /><br />It has been four years since she died.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Graae's Anatomy. </title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:51:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You notice that my title is based from the TV show Grey's Anatomy (and also from a medical textbook). I happened to change it to Graae because Petite (~<a class="u" href="http://petitemuse.deviantart.com/">Petitemuse</a>) and I had talked about it. The first idea was actually Bo's Anatomy --- then it became Bjerre's Anatomy and then it shifted to Graae's Anatomy. <br /><br /><br />I don't know what kind of imagination I have. It's just funny. <br /><br /><br />***<br /><br />I now have a new camera. It's not a camera that most people would expect one to buy, but what I have right now is cooler than anything. I now have a Pentax mz-50 semi-automatic SLR camera. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> I am going to use it for my Photography class this June (and maybe for my dear Marilis' (~<a class="u" href="http://vihmakivi.deviantart.com/">vihmakivi</a>) nature photos. She's been asking me to shoot anything about nature here in the Philippines, besides the city life. I am planning to go on a vacation this May to just check everything out and take pictures --- and to just feel some cool air! It's so hot here in the city and I can't stand it sometimes. <br /><br />***<br /><br />I can't wait for June! I wanna go back to school and meet new friends. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I'm going to be in Junior year of College this June and there will be more majors coming: major scare, major subjects, major crushes <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />, major arguments, major cramming, et cetera, et cetera. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" title="Laughing my ass off!" /> <br /><br />***<br /><br />Send me good emails! Like tell me anything and everything about you! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> send it here: in.chaotic.disarray@gmail.com and you will receive replies soon. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> heehee. <br /><br />***<br /><br />Random. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> <br /><br /><br />I love Marilis, Erika and Petite. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> You guys inspire me to be crazy.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Så Ka De Lære Det?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 07:27:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I may not be your proper friend who can tell you what is proper and what is not, but I think I could help you out in seeking what "proper" really means. <br /><br /><br />I guess the thought of writing all these fantasies is wrong for most people. I am happy to hear from certain people (who happen to be my closest friends here on dA) that they are pleased with what I am doing.  What's touching is that they reciprocate what I do with art. When one is happy with my work, then that is enough for me to know that I can continue my craziness. <br /><br /><br /><b>SÃ¥ Ka De LÃ¦re Det --- So can they teach it?</b> <br /><br /><br />Teach what? Teach what proper is? I do not think so. We are the ones who should find that one out. That's all. <br /><br /><br />****<br /><br /><br />Yes. My friends have found out that I am a funny kid. That's cool. There are people who think I am not, well, that is fine. At least there are two sides to what the whole world should find out about being yes or no, right or wrong, or left or right. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> <br /><br />Complicated? <br /><br /><br />To tell you the truth (and to help you realise that I am a silly kid typing this one off), this blog entry is a random one. I am typing whatever idea pops out in my gray matter. That's how I work now.<br /><br />****<br /><br /><br />A crazy kid will always be a crazy kid to one's eyes. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />  <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br /><br /><br />****<br /><br />The prospect of having a new gadget at home is just --- fascinating. My Dad has just acquired a new laptop from Acer. The silver flat fellow was sent in to us from Denmark. (I dunno why Dad got it from there) I then assembled it for Dad, did the settings and toggled some stuff in it. Since I am getting a new PC this summer, Dad would gladly share his new flat friend to me in the meantime. I then told Dad that I will put up a Silas Graae wallpaper on it. Then Dad asked why.<br /><br />"Since the laptop's from Denmark, I should put a Danish guy's image as a wallpaper," I replied. <br /><br />Dad laughed. "Sure." <br /><br />****<br /><br />We'll be making dolls for charity this weekend! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <br /><br /><br />****<br /><br />Summer heat is a killer. Right now I am sweating. It's already 10:25pm now and it's hot. T..T No need for covers tonight.<br /><br />My feet are thumping to the beat of "SÃ¥ Ka De LÃ¦re Det" by Hej Matematik, another cool Danish band. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <br /><br /><b>So can they teach it can they<br />So can they teach it can they<br />So can they wrap me in a spiderweb then learn it can they</b><br /><br /><i> SÃ¥ ka de lÃ¦re det ka de<br />SÃ¥ ka de lÃ¦re det ka de<br />SÃ¥ ka de edderrick-rothermig da lÃ¦re det ka de </i> <br /><br />****<br /><br />More art, please. Preferably frengerific in nature. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <br /><br />xoxoxox<br /><br />Nizzie<br /><br />PS: Where art thou, Erika?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>SUMMER HEAT IS KILLING ME. </title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 00:44:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was traveling along Padre Faura road in Manila this afternoon. Traffic jams abound, people walking to and fro from the nearby Robinson's Place Ermita mall, from the adjacent Supreme Court, University of the Philippines, and from the Philippine General Hospital. OB vans of the country's biggest broadcasting networks are parked in front of the Supreme Court. Jeepneys are on a standstill because of the merging traffic from Marcelo H. del Pilar and Apolinario Mabini roads. <br /><br /><br />And guess what? I was being barbecued under the hot summer sun!<br /><br /><br /><br />My jeans were so hot to the touch, and so were my boots! T..T Beads of sweat trickled over my head and neck. I rushed to Dad's office to chill --- it's cold here right now in the office where I am typing. <br /><br /><br />Whew. Summer.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>APRIL FOOLS' DAY DEPRESSION. (please read!)</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 09:12:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am never like this: having to tell you guys that I am experiencing the D word. <br /><br /><br />I mean, like, when you've already planned something for this whole vacation (sorry, no out-of-town trips or whatever fancy shmancy shit ---- except going abroad, yeah.), suddenly there's this one effin thing that just destroys everything you needed to do. <br /><br /><br />What makes it so depressing is that you just made someone feel insulted. You just indirectly insulted someone.<br /><br /><br /> EDIT: Me and Andy are in a guilt spree right now. we are feeling the same misery we had built up in us hours ago. <br /><br />then. another EDIT: (translations in parentheses)<br /><br /><br />..andy Ã: ate nizzie!<br />..andy Ã: diba it's ano, april fools day today?<br />..andy Ã: could it be that we are fooled today by fate? haha..<br />..andy Ã: what do you think?<br />Francoise Esquivel: now that you mentioned --- i have no idea. <br />Francoise Esquivel: yung akin totoo eh (mine's real.)<br />..andy Ã: for me kaya? hehe..(about mine?)<br />..andy Ã: i don't think april fool's day has something to do with the misery i (we) had..<br />Francoise Esquivel: ewan. (dunno)<br />Francoise Esquivel: kung april fools' nga, eh di sana pasado talaga ako (if it were an april fools' joke, then i would have passed)<br />Francoise Esquivel: sa econ at logic (economics and logic)<br /><br /><br />maybe we are fooled. maybe we aren't.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Now you CAN whack me with a paper fan. :D </title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 06:58:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dear fellow deviants,<br /><br /><br /><br />I have just watched an indie film called "Daybreak" by Adolfo B. Alix, Jr. <br /><br /><br />What is this about? an ending of a love story of two men. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /><br /><br />xoxoxo<br /><br />Nizzie. <br /><br /><br />PS: the farewell lovemaking scene was amazing! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winner.gif" width="15" height="29" alt=":winner:" title="Winner" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>FORGIVE ME.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 06:21:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am doing things on an empty stomach lately. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Heeheee.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Whatever happened to Chivalry? (PLEASE READ!)</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 01:52:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay okay --- this isn't about a knight in shining armour rescuing a damsel in distress from a tower and a raging, fire-breathing dragon.<br /><br />This is entry is brought to you by a story about me and my best friend  ~<a class="u" href="http://oh-radiogirl.deviantart.com/">oh-radiogirl</a> in a bus last night. <br /><br />So we were in a bus going home from busy Cubao. The bus we rode in was quite empty at first then it soon became packed when we were halfway through EDSA (Epifanio de los Santos Avenue). That was around 8pm last night. <br /><br />When the bus became filled with passengers, we were already in our home city of Makati, and there was this woman who climbed up the bus and stood along the aisle of the vehicle with her friend. Everyone was actually content with their seats (and with their company as well) so the situation prior to the highlight of this anecdote was normal. My eyes followed the woman, who was wearing a loose blouse over a tight -fitting pair of pants and she was holding onto a bus handle (much like she was in a train). Something in her stirred me: I looked around to see that no-one cared to offer her a seat. Then the bus conductor said to her: "Miss, could you please move over here a bit so that there would be some more space?"<br /><br />Then the lady replied, in apparent inconvinience, "I'll be slow when I move --- I'll have to be careful because I am pregnant and the bus is moving."<br /><br />So that was it. Nobody actually offered her a seat. The conductor didn't even care about finding her a seat in the bus. <br /><br />All I could do is sigh.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>After the Bjerre-thday. :D</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Mar 2008 21:13:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thanks to those who greeted. <3 You guys are the best. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Bjerre-thday! (PLEASE READ!)</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 05:24:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I dunno why I have to put such a title. Maybe because Jonas has been in my system for quite a loooooooong time. Mind you guys, I prefer the young-looking Jonas Bjerre (how Jonas looked on She Came Home For Christmas) over the present-time Jonas who looks so tired. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Seems like he lost his youth from too much touring and singing and drinking. In SCHFC, Jonas really looked so fresh, so youthful, sooooo androgynous. (hwahahaha) <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <br /><br />What about Silas? <br /><br />He will always be the Silas of my dreams --- I mean hello! Whenever I get to see pics of the guys onstage, the first thing I look at is Silas. <i> Where is Silas? Is he OK? OMG, like where is he? </i> He's always covered in darkness, sitting at the back part of the stage drumming his thoughts away into the night. His long hair flows with the sheer quickness of his drumming --- there's this indescribable thing to his drumming. Something magical. Or is it just me? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> (just kidding! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />)<br /> <br /><br />I have this question: why is Silas' name very long? Read: <b>Silas Utke Graae JÃ¸rgensen. </b><br /><br />Anyways, I am just euphoric and nervous and cheerful and impatient and funny and unrelenting and amused and in-love and amazed and surprised and scared and weird because of so many things, probably because I am in constant motion every second of every day, and the fic keeps me going 24/7. Even so that my classmates had noticed me smiling and giggling like silly in my seat in class. One classmate had remarked that I was saying things that aren't needed in certain conversations! OMG the fic is into my system! Weeeeeee. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /><br />         <center><b> GUYS! I'M TURNING 20 THIS COMING MARCH 16TH! </b></center><br /><br />           My girls, ~<a class="u" href="http://korq.deviantart.com/">korq</a> and ~<a class="u" href="http://vihmakivi.deviantart.com/">vihmakivi</a>: I love you both. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <br /><br /><b> EDIT: </b> My Mum did not greet me a Happy Bjerre-thday. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> that's all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Mew effect. </title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 03:18:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Last Tuesday, my classmates and I were at a park to rehearse for our play. Later that time, we began discussing about the music that we will use for the dance sequence. Unfortunately, the CD I had with me didn't have the song "Sleeps With Butterflies" by Tori Amos in it because the guy at the computer shop wasn't able to burn it in the CD. <br /><br />"So what do we have there for the dance sequence?" asked a classmate. <br /><br />"Forever and Ever by Mew," I replied. "I even have a sample in my mp3, I'mma send it to RJ's phone (another classmate) through Bluetooth."<br /><br />So I sent it to his phone. When my classmates gave it a listen, everyone (except me, of course!) became sleepy and sad. <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br />Man. Songs do affect people. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Le Gasp. JonasxSilas. Salvation. (PLEASE READ!)</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 04:38:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You gotta read this. <br /><br /><b> THURSDAY </b><br /><br />I arrived at school at exactly 8:30am because my first class starts at that time. So I stepped inside the classroom and sat down to fix the script. The next thing I knew was one of our classmates had socked my close friend in the face. My close friend was sitting on the teacher's table and a few minutes the brawl began. <br /><br />My day became bad as ever. I wasn't even able to smile that day, save for the moments when my classmates at the Legal Studies block were trying to cheer me up. (Thanks guys.)<br /><br /><b> FRIDAY </b><br /><br />DanceSports 2008 at our gym. Two of my close friends were the hosts of the show and while they were hosting, I overheard one ingrate mocking and critiquing my gay friend (one of the hosts), so I went over to my friend and told him what happened. Both of my friends walked-out of the event annoyed and disappointed. <br /><br /><br /><b> SATURDAY </b><br /><br />We were excused from our Logic class because there was an event at the auditorium, and we Mass Comm students needed to watch it. I, on the other hand, didn't watch the event because I was hungry and that I wasn't feeling well. So I went out of the school to eat somewhere. I then received a text message saying that the one who punched my close friend last Thursday is now responsible for another brawl that was already happening at the auditorium! From the minute I read that, I began to feel nauseous and disappointed: I don't want to stoop down their level, and I do not wish to join that guy's block again next term. <br /><br /><b> SUNDAY </b><br /><br />The other class of my Legal Studies blockmates are using my script as their project for Humanities (thanks for suggesting, Deck <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />) and then their director didn't want to entertain comments and suggestions for the teleplay. I was already calling her attention but it fell on deaf ears. I then heard the other day that she now wants to make major changes on my script without my consent! What is this?!?<br /><br /><b>Another one:</b> I kind of disagree with the director's choice of actors to play the lead roles Miguel and Mars. My groupmates in Literature (in which we have a stage play using the same script as part of the Finals exam) and I share the same sentiments. It's awful to actually hear things like these in a bad mood. <br /><br /><b> Another one: </b> The actor who's playing the lead role of Miguel for the Humanities teleplay was mocking my friend Deck (who happens to help me with our stage play) infront of the whole block at McDonald's because of some old issues that he wanted to bring up with Deck. The actor himself didn't want to rehearse with Deck for he thinks that Deck was <i>volunteering</i> himself again. <br /><br /><br />Sometimes there are just things that don't need to be brought up again, so he must quit saying things like that infront of everyone. <br /><br /><br /><b> MONDAY </b><br /><br />It was morning and I was on the way to ~<a class="u" href="http://oh-radiogirl.deviantart.com/">oh-radiogirl</a>'s house when my classmate sent a good morning text message to me. It said "Good morning to thy...". So I said "Same here." then sent a message that said: "Hey btw, it's supposed to be 'thee' not 'thy' ---- sorry about correcting. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />" <br /><br />Then he replied, saying that he heard it over an Australian channel. I said that maybe he heard "Good morning mate!" (knowing their accent, I reasoned that out) and then he didn't agree. He countered my stand until he opened the Ten Commandments thing by asking me if I know it --- to which I replied 'Yeah'. (Of course I should reply that because I was a Catholic-school student for <b> 12 </b> years!) Then he replied: "Don't you notice that all of the passages in that text all start with 'thy'?" to which I answered a dumbfounded "huh?". <br /><br />Now since I couldn't stand it, I sought the help of ~<a class="u" href="http://oh-radiogirl.deviantart.com/">oh-radiogirl</a> when I arrived at her house and she talked to him. Well I don't know if he still stood to his claims or realised his mistakes in embarrassment but the last thing he replied to my bestfriend (who happens to be an AB Literature major in a Catholic university) was: "Fine then. Good morning to thee, whatever that is."<br /><br /><br />So this afternoon I confided all these things to my other close friends. One of my friends replied that the guy who opened the argument about the Ten Commandments thing was already leaning towards blasphemy. <br /><br />I don't know now. <br /><br />**** <br /><br /><b> THE JONASXSILAS SLASH FIC </b><br /><br />I have uploaded Part 2 already (which I kinda messed up with Part One hahaha sorry) and I hope ~<a class="u" href="http://korq.devian... ]]></description>
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                <title>About the JonasxSilas Slash.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2008 02:50:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't how this idea got into my brain, but I'll tell you what transpired.<br /><br />It was a cold Monday night and I was wondering what to write next, since I was already finished with my script ("...Don't You Just Love Goodbyes?") and the reports for Rizal subject (Go Rizal!). Suddenly I was staring at an image of Silas and Jonas in my phone. <br /><br />Then the rest is history. I was imagining things that involved the two men in it --- and I am very sorry that it went around my head! It kept me on my toes thinking why on Earth these two men would actually do it. YAOIness has struck me on the head because it was also the aftermath of a GokuxVegeta experience! (I so love these Saiyans --- I hope someone would make a super-graphic doujinshi on them!) <br /><br /><br />JonasxSilas slash is weird but cool --- these two men, being always together in pictures gives out the impression that they can be a couple.  But I am really sorry I ever thought weird stuff about them --- I was booooored! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Re-Up. :))</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 04:17:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Notice that I used an Eminem atmospheric as my title. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> I love Eminem, but I don't have his albums. He's just wonderful...anyways lets continue to my journal post, shall we? <br /><br /><br /><br />Updates: <br /><br />> The play "...Don't You Just Love Goodbyes?" is now our official play for our World Literature finals project. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> My friends <b> LOVE </b> the plot so much that they cried (I am not kidding here). <br /><br />> Another work of mine, "She Came Home For Christmas" will be made into a play form this week. My friend from another section has told me that they will be having a play as a finals project. I offered help and my friend gladly accepted. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /><br />Downgrades: <br /><br /><br />> I noticed that I am not able to write DBZ yaoi fics. Just because I am not inspired to do so, possibly because I haven't been reading GokuxVegeta doujinshis for quite a long time. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Sheesh. Now, after 3 and a half months, I am back to reading them and adding GohanxTrunks yaoi doujinshis to my list of inspirations (but I won't write my first GohanxTrunks for the meantime). <br /><br /><br />> Mew. How can I forget? I love them to bits, and I miss them so! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> Something I accidently did the other day: a yaoi fic involving 2 of the members of Mew. (Gomen! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" />) <br /><br /><br />Comments? Suggestions? <br /><br /><br />Midterms tomorrow.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Frankly, I am freezing. </title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 04:09:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey there, frengers. (hahaha I am very mad over Silas Graae so let me be) <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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As the title suggests, I am actually freezing from the toes up. Why, you ask? Because...*flashback*<br />
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I went to school this morning and it was raining! Good thing I brought my hoodie and that I didn't have too much stuff with me. So I trudged along the puddles and voila! the hems of my pants are wet, so are Vans shoes (well, quite wet...raindrops were on my shoes and they seeped through the stuff, and through my socks). So when I entered the University, I went to the library to return the Criminal Law book. I forgot that my shoes and feet are wet and that the A/C would add up to it! So ten minutes into the stay at the library I started freezing, my toes went cold! 0_o<br />
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I went through 2 periods and I still felt cold. Man I felt uncomfortable sitting still with cold toes! <br />
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I knew it. I wasn't listening to myself: I should've worn my DMs to school to protect me from the rain and cold. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> <br />
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Awww man.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>HAPPY NEW YEAR YO! :)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 19:49:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just want to post this one on New Year! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> Hahaha. <br />
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Happy New Year guys, I love you all! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <br />
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I hope there'll be <b> MORE </b>:<br />
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> DragonBall Z art!<br />
> Vegeta art!<br />
> Son Goku art!<br />
> Mew art! (go Silas!) <br />
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<b> MORE ART here on dA! </b><br />
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<3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Kalokohan. </title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 03:03:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay. Why am I putting Filipino titles to my journal entries? <br />
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If my writer-friend sees this, she'd conk me in the head and tell me that doing such is politically incorrect. <br />
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<i> Riiiight. </i><br />
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<i>Kalokohan</i> means "such a joke" or "a laughingstock". So why did I use such a word?<br />
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It's been barely a month and a half when I first saw a music video of a local band on MTV, and it struck me the minute I blinked at the TV screen trying to figure it out. <br />
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Why? The video is somewhat the same as Mew's Comforting Sounds. <br />
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I wrote notes to both parties and I received no replies. I became too concerned about this situation so I decided to write them, since I respect both bands. <br />
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What's ugly is that fans of both bands are in a rift on YouTube. <br />
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Sometimes I just can't say something.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Kakornihan. </title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 21:00:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes. I gave this journal entry a Filipino title because I couldn't think of anything that could fit the idea of this one. <br />
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I am in College right now and I am very much at peace with my current schoolwork and stuff. Now here comes the fill: I am having another job as a chronicler for one of my sections. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
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By the way, you'd ask what "Kakornihan" means. <i> Kakornihan </i> is taken from the English word corny, and in the Filipino sense of the word it means "not interesting" or "not funny" or "does not appeal to anything ". <br />
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Hahahaha.<br />
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<333333<br />
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I don't know what to say though, I've actually thought of what to write here the other day and it seems to have deleted off my mind. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Sheeeesh.<br />
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I'll get back to you later, I'm hooked on Jamie Kennedy---he's here in the Philippines! <333333<br />
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Please suggest to me about something to write next. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" /> Thanks!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Kakornihan. </title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 21:00:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes. I gave this journal entry a Filipino title because I couldn't think of anything that could fit the idea of this one. <br />
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I am in College right now and I am very much at peace with my current schoolwork and stuff. Now here comes the fill: I am having another job as a chronicler for one of my sections. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
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By the way, you'd ask what "Kakornihan" means. <i> Kakornihan </i> is taken from the English word corny, and in the Filipino sense of the word it means "not interesting" or "not funny" or "does not appeal to anything ". <br />
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Hahahaha.<br />
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<333333<br />
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I don't know what to say though, I've actually thought of what to write here the other day and it seems to have deleted off my mind. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Sheeeesh.<br />
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I'll get back to you later, I'm hooked on Jamie Kennedy---he's here in the Philippines! <333333<br />
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Please suggest to me about something to write next. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" /> Thanks!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Apashurro! :D</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 04:36:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow. Learning a new word from friends is fun---and it so happened that ~<a class="u" href="http://feetzie.deviantart.com/">Feetzie</a> gave me the chance to do so.<br />
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The word is "Apashurro", and it means "a boy who is handsome and delicious-looking". <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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A fine example of which is Jonas Bjerre. <br />
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Any suggestions? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <br />
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<b> EDIT: </b><br />
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I am a <b> fan </b> of <b> DENMARK </b>!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>*slaps self on the forehead* </title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 17:58:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Most of the stuff here are accurate, really. I got this info from here: <a href="http://www.paulsadowski.com/Numbers.asp">[link]</a> .<br />
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You entered: Nizrhane Jawhara Francine Abdallah<br />
There are 31 letters in your name.<br />
Those 31 letters total to 142<br />
There are 12 vowels and 19 consonants in your name.<br />
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Your number is: 7<br />
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The characteristics of #7 are: Analysis, understanding, knowledge, awareness, studious, meditating.<br />
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The expression or destiny for #7:<br />
Thought, analysis, introspection, and seclusiveness are all characteristics of the expression number 7. The hallmark of the number 7 is a good mind, and especially good at searching out and finding the truth. You are so very capable of analyzing, judging and discriminating, that very little ever escapes your observation and deep understanding. You are the type of person that can really get involved in a search for wisdom or hidden truths, often becoming an authority on whatever it is your are focusing on. This can easily be of a technical or scientific nature, or it may be religious or occult, it matters very little, you pursue knowledge with the same sort of vigor. You can make a very fine teacher, or because of a natural inclination toward the spiritual, you may become deeply emerged in religious affairs or even psychic explorations. You tend to operate on a rather different wavelength, and many of your friends may not really know you very well. The positive aspects of the 7 expression are that you can be a true perfectionist in a very positive sense of the word. You are very logical, and usually employ a quite rational approach to most things you do. You can be so rational at times that you almost seem to lack emotion, and when you are faced with an emotional situation, you may have a bit of a problem coping with it. You have excellent capabilities to study and learn really deep and difficult subjects, and to search for hidden fundamentals. At full maturity you are likely to be a very peaceful and poised individual.<br />
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If there is an over supply of the number 7 in your makeup, the negative aspects of the number may be apparent. The chief negative of 7 relates to the limited degree of trust that you may have in people. A tendency to be highly introverted can make you a bit on the self-centered side, certainly very much self-contained . Because of this, you are not very adaptable, and you may tend to be overly critical and intolerant. You really like to work alone, at your own pace and in your own way. You neither show or understand emotions very well.<br />
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Your Soul Urge number is: 9<br />
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A Soul Urge number of 9 means: <br />
With a 9 Soul Urge, you want to give to others, usually in a humanitarian or philanthropic manner. You are highly motivated to give friendship, affection and love. And you are generous in giving of your knowledge and experience. You have very sharing urges, and you are likely to have a great deal to share. Your concern for others makes you a very sympathetic and generous person with a sensitive and compassionate nature. <br />
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You are able to view life in very broad and intuitive terms. You often express high ideals and an inspirational approach to life. If you are able to fully realize the potential of your motivation, you will be a very self-sacrificing person who is able to give freely without being concerned about any return or reward.<br />
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As with all human beings, you are prone to sometimes express the negative attitudes inherent to your Soul Urges. You may become too sensitive and tend to express emotions strongly at times. There can be significant conflict between higher aims and personal ambitions. You may resent the idea of giving all of the time and, in fact, if there is too much 9 energy in your nature you may reject the idea. You may often be disappointed in the lack of perfection in yourself and others.<br />
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Your Inner Dream number is: 7<br />
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An Inner Dream number of 7 means: <br />
You dream of having the opportunity to read, study, and shut yourself off from worldly distractions. You can see yourself as a teacher, mystic, or ecclesiastic, spending your life in the pursuit of knowledge and learning.<br />
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----wow.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Okay. I have a question. (please read)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2007 08:03:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I wonder if you guys could answer this since these images might be familiar to you: <br />
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<a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f92/ch0k3h0ld/mnewwwwwiw.jpg">[link]</a><br />
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<a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f92/ch0k3h0ld/vidmew.jpg">[link]</a><br />
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From what video is this? Please let me know, and if you have a copy of the video please let me know also. <br />
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Thanks a lot! <3<br />
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<b> EDIT:</b> thanks guys for telling me that the image won't show up---now I've hosted two images up on Photobucket. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <br />
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<b> LA-LA-LA-EDIT: </b> I chatted with my new crush over at Y!M...*drools*<br />
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(my crush): can you teach me one of this days pag libre ka kuha tayo ng libreng wifi site tapos coffee tayo while teaching me ("Can you teach me  one of these days, if you're available? Let's get us a place with free wi-fi then we'll have coffee while teaching me?")<br />
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(and I just melted...awwww!) <br />
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He's the older brother of one of super-close friends , and he's asking me if I could fix his blogsite for him! *drools* <br />
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<3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Scare.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2007 04:04:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The mall blast yesterday scared me. I mean, it happened on a busy early afternoon---when all the students from nearby schools flock to window-shop or to hang-out, when all office people dine there, and when people are just bored with the world---then <b> BOOM.</b><br />
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...I feel sad. I mean those people trapped under the debris and rubble...and I feel angry at the one responsible for such a terrible act.<br />
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And by the way: I don't want to hear anything about Muslims getting involved here, because I know they're not. There are people who always point their fingers to Muslims---well to tell them narrow-minded people: they are not what you think. <br />
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Some say this act was done because of the scandals and controversies the President is involved in. I don't know.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>TAGGED! (please read!)</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2007 06:45:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1. Post these rules<br />
2. Each person tagged, must post 8 random (hopefully interesting) facts about themselves<br />
3. Tags should write a journal of these facts<br />
4. At the end of the post 8 more bloggers are tagged and named<br />
5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling them that they're tagged<br /><br />Got tagged by ~<a class="u" href="http://wordsofnovember.deviantart.com/">WordsOfNovember</a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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<u><b>First fact:</b></u><br />
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I really have a looong name. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> It's just my parents shortened it so that I won't have a hard time writing it. My real name's Nizrhane Jawhara Francine Esquivel Abdallah. My first name---Nizrhane---has a story behind it: it was supposed to be "Nisreen" but the darned woman at the city hall made a spelling mistake---she made it <i>her</i> way. Dad was so furious that he wanted to file a lawsuit or something but when Mum enrolled me to a Baby club, other parents found my name interesting and unique, and with that Dad decided to keep it as is. "Jawhara" means jewel in Arabic, and Francine was supposed to be Francoise (with a cedilla) but my insisted on the easier version of it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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<u><b>Second Fact:</b></u><br />
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I studied in an all-girls' Catholic school where the school uniform can be described as like that of a Frenchmaid's or a German chambermaid's. You get the picture. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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<u><b>Third Fact:</b></u><br />
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I practically grew up in a pet-loving family. My Mum loves dogs, Dad loves cats. My uncle loves snakes, lizards, and falcons. My aunt loves fish. My other uncle loves rabbits. In fact we have dogs named Aragorn (a black Labrador), Galadriel (a white Labrador), Legolas (a Golden Retriever), Lucky and Lassie (both Japanese Spitzes), cats named Harry and Moonie, rabbits named Frodo, Merry, Pippin, and Samwise, a python named Joe Slinky and a falcon named Jack. <br />
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<u><b> Fourth Fact:</b></u><br />
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My real-life bestfriend is ~<a class="u" href="http://oh-radiogirl.deviantart.com/">oh-radiogirl</a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> We studied at the same all-girls' Catholic school, and we were classmates back in Prep, 3rd Grade, 5th Grade and 7th Grade. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <br />
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<u><b> Fifth Fact:</b></u><br />
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I am big fan of Dragonball Z and Gensomaden Saiyuki. Mum told me that I was DBZ-crazy when I was a kid---so crazy that I was already imitating Piccolo and Vegeta (whom my my Mum thought was very mean and sexy at the same time). Mum made me stop watching DBZ when she caught me watching a gory, bloody battle scene. Saiyuki? That developed in the cold month of December 2004. I was bored on afternoon and when I switched the TV on, Saiyuki was on and I was glued to it eversince. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I love Cho Hakkai. <br />
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<u><b> Sixth Fact: </b></u><br />
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I don't sleep sometimes. I observed that my mind runs better at night than during the day. The longest time I had with more sleepless nights was in Junior Year (2004-2005). My routine was like: when all is asleep, I'd cook yakisoba (my brain food) and prepare my diary. I'd write the whole night about school and about a certain guy (who happens to be a  teacher) I had a big crush on...and everything else. My brain elixir was Pepsi at the time. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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<u><b> Seventh Fact: </b></u><br />
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Almost my whole body's injured. My head suffered a lot of concussions, my arm got fractured already, both of my ankles experienced sprains many times, my right leg got injured---almost to the point that I woud've not made it if it weren't for a therapy, my index finger in my right hand was sprained, my shoulders almost got crushed, my left knee too, got injured---ALL BECAUSE OF FOOTBALL. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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<u><b> Eighth Fact: </b></u><br />
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I have dreams of becoming an Obstetrician-Gynecologist. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> My other dream is to be a Psychiatrist. Currently I am... ]]></description>
                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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                <title>A STRANGER CALLED ME "GAY"! (please read</title>
                <link>http://superfluidmessdreams.deviantart.com/journal/14694175/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2007 21:23:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ How would you feel if a stranger through SMS tells you this: "I knew it, you're gay"?<br /><br />It's so annoying that some stupid stranger had the guts to say that. I just rejected his call and that's what I got in return?<br /><br />By the way:<br />
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>>> <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/64718113/"><img src="http://tn1-4.pv.deviantart.com/fs21/150/i/2007/255/c/a/The_last_breath_by_Latinodrop.jpg" width="88" height="150" /></a></span></span> ---> I love this art by *<a class="u" href="http://latinodrop.deviantart.com/">Latinodrop</a>!<br />
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>>> does anybody here have an mp3 file of Mew's King Christian? I have the old version of it, what I am looking for is the video version of it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Please email it to the address below! thanks! <br />
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Yes! I am a proud member of these clubs:<br />
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<a href="http://bv-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/v/bv-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconbv-club:" title="bv-club"/></a><a href="http://crossepoch.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/r/crossepoch.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconcrossepoch:" title="crossepoch"/></a><a href="http://dbzfanatics.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/b/dbzfanatics.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondbzfanatics:" title="dbzfanatics"/></a><a href="http://prince-and-uke.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/r/prince-and-uke.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconprince-and-uke:" title="prince-and-uke"/></a><br />
<a href="http://vegeta-the-sexgod.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/e/vegeta-the-sexgod.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvegeta-the-sexgod:" title="vegeta-the-sexgod"/></a><a href="http://vegeta-x-bulma.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/e/vegeta-x-bulma.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvegeta-x-bulma:" title="vegeta-x-bulma"/></a><br />
<a href="http://the-princes-army.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/the-princes-army.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconthe-princes-army:" title="the-princes-army"/></a><a href="http://the-goku-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/the-goku-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconthe-goku-club:" title="the-goku-club"/></a><a href="http://thetintinclub.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/thetintinclub.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconthetintinclub:" title="thetintinclub"/></a><br />
<a href="http://semegodvegeta.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/e/semegodvegeta.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconsemegodvegeta:" title="semegodvegeta"/></a><a href="http://gred-n-feorge.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/r/gred-n-feorge.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icongred-n-feorge:" title="gred-n-feorge"/></a><a href="http://panic-atthedisco.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/a/panic-atthedisco.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconpanic-atthedisco:" title="panic-atthedisco"/></a><br />
<a href="http://uste.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/u/s/uste.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconuste:" title="uste"/></a><a href="http://vegetaxbulma-4ever.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/e/vegetaxbulma-4ever.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvegetaxbulma-4ever:" title="vegetaxbulma-4ever"/></a><a href="http://xemobirdx.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/x/e/xemobirdx.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconxemobirdx:" title="xemobirdx"/></a><a href="http://dbz-yaoi-forever.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/b/dbz-yaoi-forever.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondbz-yaoi-forever:" title="dbz-yaoi-forever"/></a><a href="http://deviantfrengers.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondeviantfrengers:" title="deviantfrengers"/></a><a href="http://akfg.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/k/akfg.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconakfg:" title="akfg"/></a><a href="http://shiranui-genma.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/h/shiranui-genma.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconshiranui-genma:" title="shiranui-genma"/></a><a href="http://kakashi-fansclub.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/a/kakashi-fansclub.gif" width="50" height="50" alt... ]]></description>
                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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                <title>Cut boredom. Paste &lt;insert activity here&gt;.</title>
                <link>http://superfluidmessdreams.deviantart.com/journal/14554146/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2007 18:10:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am bored. Any suggestions?<br /><br />Looks like everybody's planning for a well-deserved vacation. And I will be staying here in the city, most likely basking into the dust motes and sanity. Actually I was already invited by my blockmates to go with them to an island getaway this October. Hah! Like I would be allowed---Dad's quite paranoid about me going to far-off places with people I haven't introduced yet (it's quite weird Dad had always allowed me to go to London and to the States <b>alone</b>). <br />
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Anyhoo. About the case of my lovesick, broken-hearted dude-friend: he's  CONFUSED! His ex wants him back, but he's now in-love with my classmate! Aaaaargh! <br />
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Thesis. I'm on it, and I hope my groupmates are gonna help. I don't want freeloaders in my group. >..< Well, I really do need help from you guys. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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The fics---I am having writer's block. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rofl.gif" width="29" height="27" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl" /> Can't wait for the cold nights to come! I get inspired when the nights are cold. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> One of the leading broadsheets have written that cold, long nights will be expected. Waaaah...it's still hot. Can't even wait for Christmas! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> (send me gifts hahaha <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" title="Laughing my ass off!" />)<br />
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>>> edit:<br /><br />Yes! I am a proud member of these clubs:<br />
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<a href="http://bv-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/v/bv-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconbv-club:" title="bv-club"/></a><a href="http://crossepoch.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/r/crossepoch.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconcrossepoch:" title="crossepoch"/></a><a href="http://dbzfanatics.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/b/dbzfanatics.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondbzfanatics:" title="dbzfanatics"/></a><a href="http://prince-and-uke.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/r/prince-and-uke.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconprince-and-uke:" title="prince-and-uke"/></a><br />
<a href="http://vegeta-the-sexgod.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/e/vegeta-the-sexgod.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvegeta-the-sexgod:" title="vegeta-the-sexgod"/></a><a href="http://vegeta-x-bulma.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/e/vegeta-x-bulma.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvegeta-x-bulma:" title="vegeta-x-bulma"/></a><br />
<a href="http://the-princes-army.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/the-princes-army.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconthe-princes-army:" title="the-princes-army"/></a><a href="http://the-goku-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/the-goku-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconthe-goku-club:" title="the-goku-club"/></a><a href="http://thetintinclub.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/thetintinclub.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconthetintinclub:" title="thetintinclub"/></a><br />
<a href="http://semegodvegeta.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/e/semegodvegeta.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconsemegodvegeta:" title="semegodvegeta"/></a><a href="http://gred-n-feorge.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/r/gred-n-feorge.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icongred-n-feorge:" title="gred-n-feorge"/></a><a href="http://panic-atthedisco.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/a/panic-atthedisco.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconpanic-atthedisco:" title="panic-atthedisco"/></a><br />
<a href="http://uste.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/u/s/uste.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconuste:" title="uste"/></a><a href="http://vegetaxbulma-4ever.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/e/vegetaxbulma-4ever.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvegetaxbulma-4ever:" title="vegetaxbulma-4ever"/></a><a href="http://xemobirdx.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/x/e/xemobirdx.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconxemobirdx:" title="xemobirdx"/... ]]></description>
                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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                <title>Something annoying to share (please read friends!)</title>
                <link>http://superfluidmessdreams.deviantart.com/journal/14462277/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 00:48:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Conk me with a wrench if you want to, but this I got to share. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rofl.gif" width="29" height="27" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl" /> (I apologise to those who are very mushy when in a relationship.)<br /><br />Gone are the scary times when I had to text some forty-something horny man. Here comes the frustrating times of dealing with a lovesick/heartbroken nineteen-year-old. <br />
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I have a guy friend who loves A Bathing Ape and hiphop music, but none of these are connected to what I'm going to share *hahaha*. This guy was very in-love with his girlfriend, so very in-love that he insists that he's loyal. And so very in-love with his girlfriend that it annoyed me too much. <br />
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Now you might be asking why I'm annoyed. <br />
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Read this and imagine this scenario. <br />
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Me: "Hey, 'musta na? (Hey, how are you?)"<br />
That guy: "Eto kasama ko gf ko. (Here, with my girlfriend.)"<br />
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Next day...<br />
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Me: "Hey, 'musta na?"<br />
That guy: "Eto natutuwa! Girlfriend ko kasi ang lakas maglambing! (Here, getting so amused! 'Cause my girlfriend is soooooo sweet!)"<br />
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Another time...<br />
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Me: "Oist, 'musta na?"<br />
That guy: "Eto, kasama gf ko. Grabe...alam mo ba ang gf ko eh napakaganda at napakalambing sa'kin! Eto ako sa bahay n'ya, and she's cooking for me!...<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blahblah.gif" width="37" height="15" alt=":blahblah:" title="You talk too much!" /> (I'm here with my girlfriend! You know what, my girlfriend is so pretty and very sweet! I'm right here at her house and she's cooking for me!...<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blahblah.gif" width="37" height="15" alt=":blahblah:" title="You talk too much!" />)"<br />
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You know what? I'm absolutely <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pissedoff.gif" width="40" height="20" alt=":pissedoff:" title="I am PISSED OFF!" />. It's pathetic. I don't like it when one has to mention every single thing about his girlfriend. I mean, <b> is there anything more he can share to me, besides his girlfriend? </b> I don't care if his girlfriend's pretty or sweet, or funky, or intelligent! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stfu.gif" width="28" height="29" alt=":stfu:" title="STFU you idiot!" /> I even managed to mediate in their argument, just 'cos his girlfriend isn't openminded. She was insisting on something that she though as a "dirty joke". Yeah, whatever. <br />
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I stopped texting him. Whenever he texted me, I didn't reply. I was just wasting my time with him. <br />
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Suddenly, 3 days ago. I was eating my fave pancit canton when a I received a text message from him. Yes, him. <br />
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"Nizzie, please reply. I need help. Please. I want to die..."<br />
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So, ever the worrywart, I asked him what was going on. <br />
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"Niz. Break na kami ng gf ko...(Me and my girlfriend broke up)"<br />
"Bakit kayo nagbreak? (Why did you guys break up?)"<br />
"Nasasakal na daw sya eh. (She's all choked up.)"<br />
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Now the girlfriend thinks she's being smothered up by her boy. <br />
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"...and I want to die."<br />
"Sige, magpakamatay ka't di na makakaalis sa lugar ng kinamatayan mo ang kaluluwa mo. (Go ahead and commit suicide. Your soul won't escape from where you died.)"<br />
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He replied: "Eh ano'ng gusto mong gawin ko? (What do you want me to do now?)"<br />
I said: "Maghanap ka ng pwede mong gawin. (Find something to do)"<br />
He said: "Kelangan ko s'ya...(I need her)"<br />
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I didn't know what to answer. His sadness is irritating me, but is very contagious. <br />
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The next day (yesterday). He texted me, asking for help again. He wanted me to find him a new girl. *slaps self on the forehead*<br />
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So I hurried up and asked help from my friend AJ, and he gladly sent me a mobile number by business card. It was my pretty classmate Eya's number. So I sent that number to my guy friend who-desperately-crying-out-for-help. To my amazement, Eya and my guy friend clicked. They are now text friends. <br />
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What's embarrassing to know is that my guy friend admitted to Eya that he's in-love with her! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" /> Eya was like, "OK". <br />
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He's broken-hearted, and emotionally-dependent---and I don't know what to do. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" /> I feel like I am annoyed and concerned at the same time. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.... ]]></description>
                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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                <title>LE GASP! *shakes head* (please read) PART 2.</title>
                <link>http://superfluidmessdreams.deviantart.com/journal/14403405/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 20:58:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Shock. Disgust. Yeah, these feelings could not even sum up what I've felt that night. That man from nowhere had my train of thought broken. He's 46, and he scares me. Why the hell would an old man his age text me for Kami-knows-what?<br /><br />He certainly had no idea what he's up to. What's more: he texted me <b>AGAIN</b>. This time he was asking me this annoying-but-scary question: "Are you game?"<br />
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Now with my attention fixed to him, I breathed in deeply, wanting to give the old oaf a sermon. Being a 19-year-old doesn't stop me from destroying people's lives, or making one realise what he's up to. <br />
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"<i>Di ba tinext mo na ako nung gabing yun?</i> (Didn't you text me last time?)" I snapped. "<i>Di ka ba nag-iisip?</i> (Aren't you thinking?)"<br />
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"<i>Ako ba yun?</i> (Was it me?)" he asked, trying to deny it. <br />
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"<i>Oo, ikaw yun.</i> (Yes, it was you.)"<br />
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"<i>Ay miss, oo nga! Ako nga pala yun! Musta ka na? Game ka ba?</i> (Yes, miss! I just remembered that it was me! How are you?)"<br />
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"<i>May gana ka pang mangamusta. Di mo ba alam na kakarmahin ka sa ginagawa mo?</i> (You still have the audacity to ask me how I am. Don't you think that Karma's gonna get back at you with what you're doing?)" <br />
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I was already pissed again. I was trying to review for darned Statistics.<br />
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<br />
"<i> Ba't naman ako kakarmahin? Eh masaya naman ako sa ginagawa ko! At napapaliligaya ko ang mga babae---</i> (Why would Karma get back at me, when I'm happy with what I am doing? And that I give the girls pleasure?)<br />
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"<i> Bahala ka. &#039<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />ag nalaman ng asawa't anak mo ang kalokohan na ginagawa mo, eh ang sunod nun eh Karma na.</i> (Whatever. If one day your wife and kids learned about your stupidity then Karma's is what they're gonna do next.)<br />
<br />
"<i> Di naman nila ako iiwan, ako ang sumusuporta sa kanila</i> (They won't leave me 'cos I'm the one who's supporting them)."<br />
<br />
"<i> Kapal din ng mukha mo na gawin yun sa kanila </i> (You even have the guts to do that behind them...)"<br />
<br />
"<i>Sino ka ba para sabihan ako kung ano ang tama?</i> (Who are you to tell me what is right, anyway?)" he shot back. <br />
<br />
"<i> Ako na ang konsensya mo, gago. Wala na kasing epekto sa'yo yung konsensya mo eh.</i> (I am your conscience now, fucker. Your very own conscience doesn't affect you now.)<br />
<br />
He stopped replying. <br />
<br />
<br />
I was told that since that guy knows my number, he can track me down. Well, whatever. I'll have to leave that as is. He should die. <br />
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<b><u>IN THE OTHER NEWS:</u></b><br />
<br />
>>> Thanks so much again for supporting and faving my work---> <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/57405546/"><img src="http://tn1-2.pv.deviantart.com/fs17/150/f/2007/163/c/d/Mika__Life_In_Cartoon_Motion_by_superfluidmessdreams.jpg" width="116" height="150" /></a></span></span> Keep 'em coming, friends! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> I love you all. <br />
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>>> To ~<a class="u" href="http://feetzie.deviantart.com/">Feetzie</a>: Gracias por el giftart! Thanks so much for making me this wonderful Mew art---> <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/63606160/"><img src="http://tn1-3.pv.deviantart.com/fs19/150/f/2007/241/2/4/To_my_BF_of_Deviant_Art_by_Feetzie.jpg" width="150" height="120" /></a></span></span>! ~<a class="u" href="http://feetzie.deviantart.com/">Feetzie</a> We need to make ~<a class="u" href="http://deviantfrengers.deviantart.com/">deviantfrengers</a> bigger! I love you! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Dont forget my <b> Silas Graae</b>!<br />
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>>> Thanks so much to those people who find time to stop by my site, ;'cos you gave <b>2000</b> pageviews (and counting!) Mwah! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /> <br />
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>>> The fics aren't done yet, for I have to give way for the Midterms! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <br />
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>>> please join ~<a class="u" href="http://deviantfrengers.deviantart.com/">deviantfrengers</a>! <br />
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Love you all, mwah! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Keep 'em coming!<br /><br />Yes! I am a proud member of these clubs:<br />
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                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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                <title>LE GASP! *shakes head* (please read)</title>
                <link>http://superfluidmessdreams.deviantart.com/journal/14327932/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 00:27:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this is quite a shock. really.<br /><br />Some guy texted me the other night. I was busy writing some report for Panitikan (go Sir Leste! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winner.gif" width="15" height="29" alt=":winner:" title="Winner" />) when my phone buzzed. I read it, out of sheer annoyance. The stuff that was in that message gave me the shock of my life: the guy was a 46-year-old and was looking for some "fun".<br />
<br />
I replied: "Well, whatever fun you are talking about, I am not open to it." <br />
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Seconds later, the oaf asked me my age. I gave it and asked for his back. <br />
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"I am already 46," he replied. Disgust and shock came upon me.<br />
<br />
"You're as old as my Dad," I shot back. "Why are you still single?"<br />
<br />
"I am already married. I am just looking around for girls your age to have fun with." <br />
<br />
"Don't you find it disturbing," I remarked by asking. " That you are married and cavorting with young girls at the same time?" <br />
<br />
"<i>Trip-trip lang eh. Ganito kaming mga lalaki,</i>(<i>"I'm doing this for fun. We men are like that."</i>) he reasoned. Lame. <br />
<br />
"Oh. Really? Well, that's just you, I think. There are other men that I know who are very much loyal and faithful to their partners." I was feeling kind of sad, remembering how my Mum felt about this kind of situation. <br />
<br />
But I wanted him dead. I don't know. <br />
<br />
Then I asked, "Do the girls get afraid of you? Have you got somebody pregnant---?"<br />
<br />
"Not yet, and the girls don't get afraid of me. In fact they enjoy my company." <br />
<br />
Now that was scary. <br />
<br />
"Why did you ask?" he texted again. <br />
<br />
"You remind me of something, " I said, referring to my Dad (which is quite understandable. My Dad's free to marry more than once.) Then I told him a thing or two about it. <br />
<br />
Then he apologised, then added: "I'll just go look for another girl to spend time with. I thought you were open to this."<br />
<br />
I just couldn't shake off the fact that many men are doing this behind their partners' backs. So then I was talking to a pedophile! :gasp: <br />
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Scary. <br />
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<br />
<b> EDIT--> In other news:<br />
<br />
Thanks to those who favourited this work <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/57405546/"><img src="http://tn1-2.deviantart.com/fs17/150/f/2007/163/c/d/Mika__Life_In_Cartoon_Motion_by_superfluidmessdreams.jpg" width="116" height="150" /></a></span></span> I appreciate it! Keep it coming! I did this work just for Mika. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Thanks again!</b><br /><br />Yes! I am a proud member of these clubs:<br />
<br />
<a href="http://bv-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/v/bv-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconbv-club:" title="bv-club"/></a><a href="http://crossepoch.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/r/crossepoch.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconcrossepoch:" title="crossepoch"/></a><a href="http://dbzfanatics.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/b/dbzfanatics.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondbzfanatics:" title="dbzfanatics"/></a><a href="http://prince-and-uke.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/r/prince-and-uke.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconprince-and-uke:" title="prince-and-uke"/></a><br />
<a href="http://vegeta-the-sexgod.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/e/vegeta-the-sexgod.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvegeta-the-sexgod:" title="vegeta-the-sexgod"/></a><a href="http://vegeta-x-bulma.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/e/vegeta-x-bulma.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvegeta-x-bulma:" title="vegeta-x-bulma"/></a><br />
<a href="http://the-princes-army.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/the-princes-army.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconthe-princes-army:" title="the-princes-army"/></a><a href="http://the-goku-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/the-goku-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconthe-goku-club:" title="the-goku-club"/></a><a href="http://thetintinclub.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/thetintinclub.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconthetintinclub:" title="thetintinclub"/></a><br />
<a href="http://semegodvegeta.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/e/semegodvegeta.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconsemegodvegeta:" title="semegodvegeta"/></a><a href="http://gred-n-feorge.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/r/gred-n-... ]]></description>
                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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                <title>UPDATES for my clubs and stuff! (please read!)</title>
                <link>http://superfluidmessdreams.deviantart.com/journal/14218922/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Aug 2007 19:22:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey there! It's been a loooooong time since I last got here on DA. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Bad weather here in the Philippines, yeah. But the good thing is that it's cooooold here! :dances: I was always stuck in my room, writing what will become a deviation for the BXV Club...yes!<br /><br /><b><u>FANFICS/STORIES</u></b>: <br />
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> I am currently writing a BXV fic under the working title "Dance Inside" (yes folks, it's named after The All-American Rejects song) and I am very much trying to maintain Vegeta's personality (you know him...the ever-arrogant, ever-proud Prince of the Saiyans) and his relationship with the beautiful Bulma (weeeheee!) and Son Goku (as a friend...whoops, no jeering!)...and Yamcha's in it so there. Bottomline: I need help from my fellow DBZ-philes out there to come to my aid. I was also thinking of putting it up as a new contest, though. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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> I am also planning to make a <b>Son GokuxVegeta</b> fic. Yeah! Hooray for Shounen Ai! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winner.gif" width="15" height="29" alt=":winner:" title="Winner" /> Thanks to ~<a class="u" href="http://dbtyrana.deviantart.com/">DBTyrana</a> for the yaoi doujinshi links! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /> <br />
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> I also planned to make another story after "A Little Less". I still don't know the title yet, but I have thought of the characters already. The characters are based from real-life people.<br />
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<b>I hope that I could finish ALL these without people bugging me.</b> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> <br />
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<b><u>PHOTOGRAPHS</u></b>:<br />
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>I already have deviations but I couldn't display them here on DA cos I couldn't edit them...no Photoshop. <br />
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> My friends from the University are constantly bugging me to make them some avatars after they saw my A106 avatar. :sigh: Yes, I will do some for them after the midterms.<br />
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<b><u>TIDBITS:</u></b><br />
<br />
> Thanks to my dear friend ~<a class="u" href="http://feetzie.deviantart.com/">Feetzie</a> for this <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/62246186/"><img src="http://tn1-3.deviantart.com/fs17/150/f/2007/225/f/6/Jonas__secillo_by_Feetzie.jpg" width="100" height="150" /></a></span></span>! I love it! Please make me my Silas Graae! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <br />
<br />
> ~<a class="u" href="http://drundy.deviantart.com/">Drundy</a> thanks for the note! <br />
<br />
> and attention: fans of the wonder boys from Denmark, MEW...please join this club <a href="http://deviantfrengers.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondeviantfrengers:" title="deviantfrengers"/></a>! Thanks! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />Yes! I am a proud member of these clubs:<br />
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<a href="http://bv-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/v/bv-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconbv-club:" title="bv-club"/></a><a href="http://crossepoch.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/r/crossepoch.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconcrossepoch:" title="crossepoch"/></a><a href="http://dbzfanatics.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/b/dbzfanatics.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondbzfanatics:" title="dbzfanatics"/></a><a href="http://prince-and-uke.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/r/prince-and-uke.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconprince-and-uke:" title="prince-and-uke"/></a><br />
<a href="http://vegeta-the-sexgod.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/e/vegeta-the-sexgod.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvegeta-the-sexgod:" title="vegeta-the-sexgod"/></a><a href="http://vegeta-x-bulma.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/e/vegeta-x-bulma.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvegeta-x-bulma:" title="vegeta-x-bulma"/></a><br />
<a href="http://the-princes-army.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/the-princes-army.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconthe-princes-army:" title="the-princes-army"/></a><a href="http://the-goku-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/the-goku-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconthe-g... ]]></description>
                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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                <title>Insanity Starts Here (please read)</title>
                <link>http://superfluidmessdreams.deviantart.com/journal/13891924/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 18:44:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Am I really feeling this? *shakes head, then looks at self on the mirror*<br /><br /><b>I am a fan of Dragonball Z...again.</b> <br />
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I am now collecting all things DBZ, most especially images that contain the hunky <b>Vegeta</b>. *giggles*<br />
<br />
A big Son Goku poster hangs on the door of my room at the boarding house. Visitors to my room are greeted with Son Goku's kamehameha stance. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />  I am also scouting for Vegeta posters. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> <br />
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Hmmm. DBZ is my childhood fascination, having known it the first time when I was 6 years old. I was at my dad's friend's house, and I was playing Atari and GameBoy with the kids. The kids got me hooked on with DBZ, and I started liking Piccolo...then Vegeta. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Mum made me stop watching DBZ beacuse of its detailed gore and violence---you know what I mean. Years later, I became hooked again. Hahahaha. (with the inclusion of Saiyuki) <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <br />
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(Don't worry guys, I am still a fan of Mew, Franz Ferdinand, Dita von Teese, and Saiyuki.) <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t!:" title="w00t!" /><br /><br />Even if Vegeta has an apparently large forehead (it suits him though), I still am drooling over him! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" title="Laughing my ass off!" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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                <title>a sudden turn of event(s) ---please read!</title>
                <link>http://superfluidmessdreams.deviantart.com/journal/13739956/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 07:15:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am currently boarding somewhere in Pandacan, a few houses away from where I used to live. I am boarding all because my guardian told me that they will use my room. <br />
<br />
Yeah, my classmates are quite right at some point, telling me stuff like:<br />
<br />
"Ay oo Ate Nizzie...pinapalayas ka na 'ata nila!" ("Yeah, Ate Nizzie...we think your guardian wants you out this time!") in a joking sort of fashion. <br />
<br />
<br />
I'm quite glad I'm out of the house for 3 weeks for I wanted to rest---no noise, no sermons, no Kampampangan women sharing chismis like there's no tomorrow, and absolutely no mess---just the few things I hate everyday. But I miss something: my bedroom. I miss my big bed and my study table, and my messy closet. <br />
<br />
<br />
I can go out this time, without worrying about the 6pm curfew (I can now go home as late as 11pm---well I know some of you think that 11pm is still early) and I can now sleep without the noise of kids running around. <br />
<br />
<br />
Oh well.<br />
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<br />
In the other news: I am no longer a subscribed Deviant. Whoa, that was fast...I know that donated sub (thanks :dev ashymac<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> will last until October, my cut-off was so abrupt. I feel empty this time. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> I wish I could subscribe myself, but nah...<br />
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<br />
So there.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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                <title>read. if you care.</title>
                <link>http://superfluidmessdreams.deviantart.com/journal/13502600/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 18:57:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ why do "normal" people bother me, anyway?<br /><br />i feel like a sore thumb stuck out this time, and i couldn't brush off the fact that i am being pestered by some forty-something-year-old nincompoop who thinks i like living in their house.<br />
<br />
well the truth is NO. i don't like living in that house stuck right in the lousiest part of Manila. <br />
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what's more is that i am very much unnerved by what she is saying, although she says hurtful things. as if that witch were my mother. <br />
<br />
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i feel that my Dad, my friends, and my life at the university are way more IMPORTANT than that hobo-looking lowlife. <br />
<br />
first off, i never approved on living with her family. i was just obeying my dad. second, if she thinks i am lazing myself off, think again. she has got to have better things to think about than messing around with me. i prefer my mum more even if she despised me. <br />
<br />
well a friend of mine did care though. <br />
<br />
Dee Panda: even mediocre people do exceptional things all the time<br />
Dee Panda: what yo doooo<br />
Nizrhane Abdallah: i am pissed off<br />
Dee Panda: when we moved to the city<br />
Dee Panda: awwww<br />
Dee Panda: baket naman<br />
Nizrhane Abdallah: hobo-looking guardian<br />
Dee Panda: nye<br />
Dee Panda: yan mo sya<br />
Dee Panda: may issues yun<br />
Dee Panda: hahaha<br />
Nizrhane Abdallah: bakit, ginusto ko bang makitira sa kanila?<br />
Dee Panda: im willing to cut if you're willing to<br />
Dee Panda: haha what time pasok mo?<br />
Nizrhane Abdallah: if she hates me, what a coincidence.<br />
Dee Panda: syempre hinde<br />
Dee Panda: yan mo na<br />
Dee Panda: ikaw naman anak ng boss nya e<br />
Dee Panda: hahaha BOBO<br />
Dee Panda: <br />
Nizrhane Abdallah: gusto ko magcut, kaso kelangan ng excuse letter<br />
Nizrhane Abdallah: T.T<br />
Dee Panda: awwwwwwww TAE YUN A<br />
Dee Panda: forge <br />
Dee Panda: wag tayo pumasok<br />
Dee Panda: <br />
Dee Panda: wait mga 2 papasok ako kase me kwiz<br />
Dee Panda: gusto mo?<br />
Dee Panda: <br />
Dee Panda: txt mo ko kung payag<br />
Dee Panda: ka<br />
Dee Panda: imma go <br />
Nizrhane Abdallah: oks oks<br />
Nizrhane Abdallah: text kita<br />
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...at least there was.<br /><br />i want out, and i mean it. ]]></description>
                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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                <title>Thanks So Much! :D</title>
                <link>http://superfluidmessdreams.deviantart.com/journal/13412225/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 21:04:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thanks so much to those Deviants who added "Mika: Life In Cartoon Motion" to their favorites! I am so thrilled to do another deviation featuring Mika. <br />
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In other stuff: I will still make more deviations featuring Mew, whether it's a banner or wallpaper or anything. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I am also adding Digitalism (another fave band of mine) to my deviations soon. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <br />
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As for the stories, I am currently gathering up some inspiration to type the first one up. <br />
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School: My sked's allowing me a few hours' worth of leisure. I now do my stuff (doodling, writing, watching TV, thinking, blah-blah) at night at 10pm. <br />
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My school sked's the following:<br />
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<u>Monday and Thursday</u><br />
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10:00am to 1:00: Chemistry (Lecture and Lab)<br />
1:00 to 2:30: FREE TIME <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
2:30 to 4:00pm: Intro to Mass Communication<br />
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<u>Tuesday and Friday</u><br />
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10:00am to 11:30am: Writing in the Discipline<br />
11:30 to 1:00: Retorika (Rhetorics)<br />
1:00 to 2:30: Literatura ng Pilipinas (Philippine Literature) <br />
2:30 to 4:00: Humanities<br />
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<u>Wednesday</u><br />
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10:30am to 11:30am: Statistics <br />
11:30am to 1:00pm: FREE TIME <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
1:00pm to 3:00pm: PE (Calisthenics and Dancing)<br />
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<u>Saturday</u><br />
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10:00am to 11:30am: Statistics<br />
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See that? :sigh: I hate the Saturday and Wednesday sked, really.<br /><br />Oh well. But still, College life is still good. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Attention: Should I post my stories?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 17:17:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Last night I rummaged through my junk cabinet the minute I arrived home from <a href="http://oh-radiogirl.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/o/h/oh-radiogirl.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconoh-radiogirl:" title="oh-radiogirl"/></a>'s house. Out from the junk came my old History notebook: The Red Horse Notebook.<br /><br />I call it The Red Horse Notebook 'cos I covered the front with a magazine ad of Red Horse Beer! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I just found it handsome to put such a cover on it cos number 1: our teacher required us to have a red notebook, and number 2: that's the ONLY red I had. <br />
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So there. <br />
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The Red Horse Notebook is so special to me because it contains unfinished stories that I've written within my Junior High School year, and one of them was written based from a dream I had. Most of the stories had real characters in real setting. I then thought last night that it would be cool if I post them here on DA, since writing is my original job. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Guys, I need your views, and I would thank and appreciate you for having done so! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /> <br />
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Anyhoo. In the other news: <br />
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<img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f92/ch0k3h0ld/schfc1.jpg" alt="Jonas Bjerre" /> </div> <br />
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<div align="center"> ~<a class="u" href="http://allstar-katt.deviantart.com/">allstar-katt</a> loves this guy! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t!:" title="w00t!" /></> </div> <br />
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Hooraaaaaay! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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Anyways, back to the subject...<br /><br />What do you think, should I post my stories here on DA? ]]></description>
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                <title>Of stupid text messaging and GMs (PLEASE READ)</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 05:53:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am not amused, anymore. It's sorta frustrating and depressing at the same time.<br /><br />I am supposed to write something. Yes, a fic. <br />
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But how can I write stuff like such when I just feel so dumb right about now?<br />
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Over the past week I have been receiving GMs (Group Messages) through SMS and they just made me annoyed. <br />
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Can you read things like: "AWMYPAKINGGAD" or "LES IT PROOT LOOPS!" or "ITS SO HAWT IN DA PILIPINS" ---could they get more illiterate that this? What's worse is that these GMs get sent to you every thirty effin minutes!<br /><br />I would understand if you guys are trying to make a statement or something but reading things like these is just so not right. It just makes people think of you as illiterate fools. I am sorry if I offend anybody but this is what I feel. ]]></description>
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                <title>Asteeg!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 02:48:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Can't wait for school to start. Really.<br /><br />Here in the Philippines, the school year starts every June. This year, my first semester at the Lyceum will start this coming 14th. I am so ready that I am raring to go to school. I am now in Sophomore year in College and hopefully I'll nail this, since this semester I'm gonna have Statistics and Chemistry! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> <br />
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I miss my friends at the University. :sigh: <br />
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Hmmm by the way, schoolyear means more time for me to surf the net and visit DA! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />By the way: I miss 'Queer as Folk'. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Achtung Baby! :D</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2007 04:47:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Super Mange Tak! to those people who viewed my site. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I SO LOVE YOU GUYS! :hugs: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t!:" title="w00t!" /><br /><br />I am very surprised that people get to view my site (though I make Mew fan stuff most of the time) and manage to leave comments.  Thanks so much for keeping in touch with me...cos of you guys, I seem to be more inspired to make more photographs than usual! (Well, that will start by second week of June, when I am all set to shoot the heck out of my friends and cats <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />)<br />
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>The camera's down for some reason.  So I need to be patient .  <br />
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>You notice that I do Mew fan stuff these days. It's cos of the camera. The charger's lost and stuff.  So I am stuck with editing Silas, Jonas, and Bo on Photoshop 7.0, and hmmm...I'm really enjoying what I am doing, thanks to Mew for giving me inspiration. <br />
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>I am doing a project on the side, with <a href="http://oh-radiogirl.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/o/h/oh-radiogirl.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconoh-radiogirl:" title="oh-radiogirl"/></a> and Kat. It's based on my short story "A Little Less Shy", which I posted several deviations ago  so stick around. <br />
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>Hmm. Thanks to <a href="http://ashymac.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/s/ashymac.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconashymac:" title="ashymac"/></a>  for donating a subscription. Without your help I wouldn't be this happier :hugs: <br />
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>School's just around the corner. I miss going to school! A challenge: my sched's from 10:00am to 4:30PM!  Oh well, adjustment is the key though. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/weirdface.gif" width="27" height="15" alt=":O_o:" title="O_o" /> <br />
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> I need to improve my skills. Basically what I have been thinking for so long since I saw my own works. I seem to get frustrated and inspired at the same time (bad combo is it?). <br />
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Help me get sane!  S E R I O U S L Y.<br /><br />(btw: I need a Silas Graae fanfic. HAHAHAHA.) ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 02:53:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I am here at Dad's office smack right in the middle of the busy Mabini suburb...and adjacent to Robinson's Place Manila. Eeeeew. I don't want to see that mall for the next few weeks...I've been always there eating and roaming around, every single day. *sigh* Like they say, "same shit, different day".<br /><br /><br /><br />Still having this little grudge against those record stores who don't have copies of Mew. But I do understand. *sigh* ]]></description>
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                <title>boooored. (yes and i need hugs)</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2007 23:45:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I am here at Dad's office smack right in the middle of the busy Mabini suburb...and adjacent to Robinson's Place Manila. Eeeeew. I don't want to see that mall for the next few weeks...I've been always there eating and roaming around, every single day. *sigh* Like they say, "same shit, different day".<br /><br />Anyhoo. I am officially a bum, which I don't like to be labeled as, since I like going out and greet the world with a straight face. I backed out of summer classes, backed out of vacation, and backed out of some things filed under "enjoyable". I instead chose to squint infront of the PC and type some useless contents for the yearbook. I am doing my batch's yearbook cos I was TOLD to do it. Or maybe, I accepted the task since no-one bothered to. <br />
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---So. Yesterday I was at <a href="http://hariraya.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/h/a/hariraya.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="hariraya" /></a>'s house in Diliman to have a shirt printed. She printed out Mew <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> and I larb it so much that I could wear it proudly! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> I just need to pay her this Monday. <br />
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---<a href="http://oh-radiogirl.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/o/h/oh-radiogirl.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="oh-radiogirl" /></a> is my best bud, yes. (And I am like a kid showing off  her mum to her classmates) <br />
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---<a href="http://arcticfoxfromnorth.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/r/arcticfoxfromnorth.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="arcticfoxfromnorth" /></a> is my pet fox, and <a href="http://oh-radiogirl.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/o/h/oh-radiogirl.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="oh-radiogirl" /></a>'s son. Funny though. <br />
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---hahahaha I am doing these blurbs cos I am very bored! @.@<br /><br />Still having this little grudge against those record stores who don't have copies of Mew. But I do understand. *sigh* ]]></description>
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                <title>Blurbs. (Please Read! haha)</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2007 02:36:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am very much in *kilig* mode cos of something that keeps on reminding me of BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN. As you can see, btw, I am listening to Jesse McCartney's "Just So You Know"...I love this song, and I don't care if it's pop.<br /><br />Zeny <a href="http://hariraya.deviantart.com">[link]</a> has just lost her wallet a while ago at Santa Isabel College. In return I treated her out for lunch. We first went to Dad's office to get money and then we zoomed to Robinson's to chow out at Karate Kid. Hahahahaha! Awww Zeny dear. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Whoever took Zen's wallet, you know what karma has in store for you. <br />
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Anyhoo. Silas. Let's not forget Silas Graae. (even if you guys are tired of seeing him here...) <br />
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I now know what "Silas" means. It's "Man of the Forest" in Latin. Hahahahah...LORL. And that whenever I see Silas Graae and Jonas Bjerre together in images, there's this weird picture forming in my silly grey matter. (Read: BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN!) Homoeroticism takes place in my mind and my hormones just keep on going and going. Frisson. If you want some clues on what I am talking about here, click this link: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30523690/?qo=46&q=jonas+bjerre&qh=boost%3Apopular+age_sigma%3A24h+age_scale%3A5.">[link]</a><br /><br />Silas Utke Graae Jørgensen rules! lorl. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <br />
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 Anyhoo. I would like to thank once again the person responsible for buying me a good three-month subscription. Thanks so much! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> I will forever be grateful. If you're Filipino, I should express my gratitude in our official language: Maraming, maraming salamat sa'yo! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>This is for Silas Graae!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2007 01:40:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Silas Graae! I larb you! <br />
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<a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f92/ch0k3h0ld/silaslove.jpg">[link]</a><br /><br />Why is Silas so handsome? *looks at his pictures* I just don't understand hahahaha but anyhoo, Jonas Bjerre and Silas Graae look good together! <br />
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Everytime I logon, I just happen to make everything stop around me when I look at Silas' face...he's just so perfect. I feel bad when he stutters in interviews but it's OK cos he's cute when he does that. Hahahahaha! The best so far was the short interview at Indie911.com...he was kinda finding the right words to explain his point. He was the one who first answered the girl's question 'Why is it that you named your band 'Mew'?"---or something like that. Silas just looked natural, although some people think that he's a bit of a shy-type...awwww! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> A few years back I used to notice Silas as the quitest guy in the band---which he certainly is. He doesn't talk, smile (and blog) much. There's a pic of Silas holding a rock, he was smiling! And the caption of the pic? "It only took a rock to just make him smile." AWWWWWWW! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Silas Utke Graae Jørgensen rules! ]]></description>
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                <title>Back and Back Again</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2007 15:20:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ LORL. this is for Zeny May <a href="http://hariraya.deviantart.com">[link]</a><br /><br />Anyhoo. I am booored. I'mma do more Mew and other things when I have time. You see, I am very much feeling bad cos of one wee thing. And I can't help but just sulk. SHOOT. <br />
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I really need your support and comments so that I'll get to do a lot. I've been here in this site for 4 years (DA had just deleted my first account...) and I really want to meet all of you guys. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />BTW. News. I went to a local record store cos I was looking for Mew and the Glass Handed Kites. They've just pulled it out from their stocks! Gaaaaaaaaaah! ]]></description>
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                <title>help me. :P</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2007 01:28:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am in dire need of photos of the Danish band Mew. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> More images of 'em Danish goodness. Please.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Maladies.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2007 17:48:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Come on!  ???<br />
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I have been trying to save money for the past few days and nothing happened. So much for keeping a so-called "Magic" wallet.<br />
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Anyhoo, there had been so many activities last weekend, 'cept that I stopped running around on Sunday. I watched WWE Royal Rumble last Saturday and went to CSB and UST yesterday.<br />
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Mas importante yung visit ko sa CSB and UST yesterday cos I visited my close friends! Nothing compares to seeing your long-lost friend sporting a new hairdo that she calls "palong ng manok", or seeing your bestfriend beating you up hard. They're so natural and so silly that we end up stuck together. <br />
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My two friends and I spent the whole afternoon eating, talking, laughing, beating each other up, and watching a fun football game. Spending time with them is always exciting. <br />
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Midterms na namin ngayon. I just finished my English midterms, todo-sulat ng paragraphs (inductive, deductive, hinted) at ng mga topic and clinching sentences. Oh well, these sentences can just cause you extreme brainfry.<br />
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Business Math. Oh the nonstop computation and endless formulas. Another cause of extreme brainfry. Might they add ultra-difficult Math and Calculus, these two will knock me out cold. <br />
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What I love is Biology. Even if it's obviously basic, I just love it. Never have I learned to fancy human organs and cell division in my entire waking life. Ayoko ng Bio back in Sophomore year, all I did was to make use of 2 boring hours sleeping and writing and doodling and talking. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> It was the least I can do while enduring a droning discussion. <br />
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Just that muna, JPL (Jose P. Laurel) midterms na in 20 minutes. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Nuffink.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Jan 2007 19:46:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ All I have in my mind is this: the image of the Adidas Yoga Cape which I just saw online yesterday. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
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I am very in-love with it! <br />
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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aah! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I am back!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 02:01:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey guys! I am back in the business, kids. <br />
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I just miss this site. *sniff*<br />
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See ya around! <br />
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                <title>stuck and stuck</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2005 07:41:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i am just being reckless.<br />
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i have just consulted my shrink...and guess what? I am still depressed, according to her.<br />
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hek. What a life.<br />
<br />
she asked me if i'm still "in love"...I said yes. <br />
<br />
with whom?<br />
<br />
the guy i always have as my inspiration for my poems...<br />
<br />
<br />
it's him.<br />
<br />
<br />
my friends say that I am very "obsessed" and  "crazy" over him...I may seem to be...<br />
<br />
but I'm not.<br />
<br />
<br />
I just love him.<br />
<br />
<br />
Anyhoo...I am still addled by chronic depression, though I am not showy or somethin'.<br />
<br />
<br />
haaaay...<br />
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<br />
<br />
hope I could survive.<br />
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<br />
I have grown tired of going to school...there are times that teachers wont show up in class.<br />
<br />
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzz.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
what can i do now?<br />
<br />
<br />
my math teacher says that i need to pass...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
help!<br />
<br />
<br />
noish ]]></description>
                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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                <title>Of Report Cards and Getting into Trouble (almost).</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2005 01:34:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ hullo guys....<br />
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<br />
it has been a long time since I last logged in here....<br />
<br />
i really love the people here....(thanks to my friend octoberry...) and the people who check my gallery out from time to time....<br />
<br />
<br />
well, let's get down to business, shall we?<br />
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okay. I have a failing grade in Math. Eep. My dad got my card and he was sort of concerned....('coz I told him super-early about it.)...he understood me and told me that I'll have to be extra-careful....or....<br />
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<br />
I won't graduate.<br />
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<br />
I need to.<br />
<br />
<br />
I just need to.<br />
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~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~!*!~<br />
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<br />
just last saturday...<br />
<br />
my friends and i went to a mall. then to another mall.<br />
<br />
<br />
we spent the whole time roaming around then we ate.<br />
<br />
<br />
after some time, our friend decides to go home (coz her mom said so)...so we hailed cabs for her.... and cabs weren't responding...<br />
<br />
<br />
one cab took her in and left. seconds after, one of my friends received a call from her. The cab she was in asked for 250 pesos already!<br />
<br />
<br />
then we saw her walking, then came to us. then we went straight to an officer and complained. <br />
<br />
then we helped our friend get home...<br />
<br />
suddenly the cab that asked for the exhorbitant fare showed up at a corner. the officers apprehended the cab (that was carrying passengers) and informed him of his violation. <br />
<br />
the cab driver's voice raised and the passengers got out.<br />
<br />
and the cab driver zoomed ahead, to our shock there was still a passenger inside!<br />
<br />
the cab bumped into a jeepney and the passenger(who was a girl) got out, crying.<br />
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<br />
we went to the police station to file the complaint.<br />
<br />
we were picked up by my other friend's mom at 9 pm.<br />
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<br />
i got scared.<br />
<br />
very scared. ]]></description>
                <author>~superfluidmessdreams</author>
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