<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29069029</id><updated>2011-08-09T14:05:57.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>supreme love and peace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152848199799118895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29069029.post-115042065326101546</id><published>2006-06-15T21:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:18:32.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6 weird habits/things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The first player of this game starts with the "6 weird things/habits about yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a blog of their 6 weird habits/things, as well as state this rule clearly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;RULE:&lt;/span&gt; In the end, you need to choose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 people to be tagged and choose their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; ;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;6 weird habits/things of/about Mattini:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. I always hit the snooze button twice. Alarm clock goes off... Snooze, it goes off again... SNOOZE...And then get up. What's weird is that I don't even go back to sleep after hitting the snooze button. I just wait for the alarm to go off, and while waiting for the alarm, I shake my feet so i could stay awake! HAHAHA! Becaaaause... I don't know:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. If I have somewhere to go to I always want to get there at the exact meeting time (not a little early/late). Let's say it's 2:30pm, I'll be there 2:30 not 2:00 or 2:45. 2:30 on the dot. Since I really hate waiting, and I hate being late. Sometimes to get there exactly I even compute the time that I'd have to leave. Perfect example would be when I leave for school. I leave the apartment at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6:53am&lt;/span&gt; because if I leave a minute earlier, I'd think that I'd be too early for school. Or if I leave a minute later, I go crazy and walk really fast because I'd feel like I'm already late for school. But honestly, the one minute thing... Doesn't change anything at all! There's just something about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;butal&lt;/span&gt; minutes. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. I love eating with my hands. Not because I feel bad for the dishwasher, there's just something about eating &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na nagkakamay&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas masarap ang kain. &lt;/span&gt;But that's not the weird part of this. Are you ready? Here you go... I eat nilaga with my hands no matter how oily/greasy or hot the sabaw would be, I'd eat it with my hands. Yamy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. When I eat I always leave one subo on my plate. Sometimes I'd tell mom &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ayoko na, sayo na lang"&lt;/span&gt; and then she'd look at my plate and see how much my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tira&lt;/span&gt; is. And then she'd tell me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ano ka ba? Iisang subo na lang yan e!"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. If I want something or ask someone to do something for me, I want it done in the same minute I said what I wanted done!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lalong lalo na pag may bagong bili kami na gamit,&lt;/span&gt; like the aquarium mom got as her bday gift last October... Kahit wala pa kaming isda, gusto ko nang i-assemble! Or, when wanting to get a haircut. Sometimes when I think of getting a haircut, I want it done immediately... Hindi ako makapaghintay, even if pwede naman the next day. Kaya sa sobrang inip ko, I end up experimenting with my hair and cutting it myself. The result? DISASTER! So, ayun diretso na sa parlor para sa totoong haircut. O dba! This would be one of the worst things I could possess. Since it's the only thing that pisses Daniel off! As in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sobra&lt;/span&gt;. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. I'm &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; possessive! Pag may ibang close friends family ko, nagseselos ako. If my friends hang out with other people, naiinis ako sa "other people" kase gusto ko ako lang ka-hang out nila! HAHAHA! No offense sa kung sino, but I'm most possesive of my sister. Gusto ko ako lang baby sister niya, ako lang bestfriend niya, ako lang shinshare-an niya ng secrets. Maybe that's wrong, but... I love her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOO&lt;/span&gt; much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;tags&lt;/span&gt;: Ate Mik (di ko alam kung once natag na bawal na ba i-tag ulit e haha!), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Claire, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Allah, Syfu, Pattee, Ysel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29069029-115042065326101546?l=6three7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/feeds/115042065326101546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29069029&amp;postID=115042065326101546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/115042065326101546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/115042065326101546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/2006/06/6-weird-habitsthings_15.html' title='6 weird habits/things'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152848199799118895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29069029.post-115033958966917226</id><published>2006-06-14T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:47:58.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MoroMoro</title><content type='html'>Going to Central Park just might be one of the things we always have to do every summer. Thanks to Micai's invitation, this day by far is the best day of my summer. What a way to start it out, right? RIght. Left. Front. Back. Weh, tama na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day was filled with &lt;b&gt;firsts&lt;/b&gt; for me:&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat Spaghetti with condensed milk. - Courtesy of Micai's experiment. Filipino style spaghetti daw, yung matamis! Haha! Grabe toh, lupit. Just yesterday Micai and I were talking about eating Spaghetti Filipino style. Tapos ngayon, ung ang lunch namin! Hahaha Nagkulay pink na halos ung sauce dahil sa condensed milk. Sarap naman. Kase ako nagluto! Di, team work. Partnersyip baga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat/taste balot. - It's not that bad, pero hindi naman super sarap e. Or maybe di lang talaga ako mahilig sa mga kakaibang pagkain. Haha! No offense sa mga fans, pero hindi ako fan. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Play MoroMoro. - I don't think everyone's familiar with it. Pero kung alam niyo ung larong Agawan Base, yung ung MoroMoro. Iba nga lang ang tawag. Ang sayaaa! Talo namin (Mic, Joy, and I) team nila Jeff (him, Allah and her bf). Wala talagang binatbat mga lalaking un! WAHAHA score was 5-1. Pano ba yan? Talong talo talaga. Hindi masasabeng dinaya. MAGALING KAMIIII!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Eat at Saigon Grill. - Barato na, masiram pa. (Mura na, masarap pa. In bicolano :) ).  It's located at 88th and 2nd Avenue. Vietnamese restaurant na sobrang sarap. Grabe pagkatapos kumain, d ako makalakad ng maayos sa sobrang busog. Sulit na sulit dahil sa sobrang pagod sa paglaro ng MoroMoro, ang dami naming nakain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Taste hot tea with sugar. - Haha! Masarap siya, infairness! Iba talaga ang mga Villarama, ang daming experiment sa pagkain. They're the only people I know who put sugar in the hot tea. Hahaha! Abnormal nga ata tong pamilyang toh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. First time to ride the "snake" bus! - We took the bus to get back to Queens. Wala lang, trip trip lang since Tita Elsa (Micai's mom) suggested that we take the bus. E di sige, something new... LET'S GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day was great. MoroMoro might've left our (Joy, Mic and I) feet VERY dirty, but the day's fun was PRICELESS. Favorite game ko na MoroMoro!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.tineeeeeh.multiply.com/image/4/photos/86/400x400/69/CP%20051.jpg?et=P7P1enwTDPRp3JBxNul3vQ"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.tineeeeeh.multiply.com/image/4/photos/86/400x400/69/CP%20051.jpg?et=P7P1enwTDPRp3JBxNul3vQ" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.tineeeeeh.multiply.com/image/3/photos/86/400x400/65/CP%20049.jpg?et=H5xudIJ%2B4QgitLSNUludWA"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.tineeeeeh.multiply.com/image/3/photos/86/400x400/65/CP%20049.jpg?et=H5xudIJ%2B4QgitLSNUludWA" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Central Park = GREAT PICTURES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MORE Pictures are at my &lt;a href="http://tineeeeeh.multiply.com"&gt;MULTIPLY.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29069029-115033958966917226?l=6three7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/feeds/115033958966917226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29069029&amp;postID=115033958966917226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/115033958966917226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/115033958966917226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/2006/06/moromoro.html' title='MoroMoro'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152848199799118895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29069029.post-114989910068399631</id><published>2006-06-09T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:25:00.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A day well spent</title><content type='html'>Senior BBQ was today. It was fun and tiring at the same time. I don't know why it was tiring when all we did was eat and sit under the sun! Hahaha. Food was avereagley good, nothing beyond ordinary. Usual. Pero the feeling, iba talaga. parang feeling mo gusto mo ihug isa isa kase last na. it's crazy because I never found myself attached to Forest Hills, especially my batchmates. But today, parang ayoko na muna maggraduate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the bbq was sitting on the parking lot, paper plates scattered, and the sun beaming on us. Grabe, saya. Ngayon ko lang ulit na feel un. Sorry ang babaw ko, pero ugh... Ewan. It took me this long to appreciate the people who say hi to me every single daaaaaay! It was G-R-E-A-T. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the bbq, the 4 (Jamie, Mic, Allah, and I) went to the mall and met ate Miko there. Wala, gagohan. Starbucks, and then Dunkin. Grabe, gutom na gutom ako kanina parang gusto ko nang singhotin ung bagel para mabilis ko makain. WAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandali lang kami don, tapos we went home na. No internet kami kanina kaya walang magawa. Stupid RCN (our internet provider) may nasira ata. Kaya ayun, si sister dear nagyayang magjogging! SURPRIIIIISE! Nagyayang magpawis si ate Miko! PALAKPAKAN. Hahahaha. Pero di kami nagjog talaga, pagod na pagod na kase ako e. After "jogging" we went to the park and played volleyball. And then pinis na, uwi na kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to babysit Mikey tonight pero d na lang daw. Pffft, loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERALL, jumper. Gets mo? Hahaha jumojoke. Di, overall, it was a day well spent. Thanks Man :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the Senior BBQ, Mall, and after-jogging pictures nalang at my &lt;a href="http://tineeeeeh.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MULTIPLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagod na ko, but I still have to wait for Papa D. because I WANT TO TALK TO HIM! :)&lt;br /&gt;Bye kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29069029-114989910068399631?l=6three7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/feeds/114989910068399631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29069029&amp;postID=114989910068399631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/114989910068399631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/114989910068399631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-well-spent.html' title='A day well spent'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152848199799118895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29069029.post-114972237418766274</id><published>2006-06-07T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T19:19:42.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Umulan, bumagyo</title><content type='html'>I have a thing with making things more complicated. It's sad, and anoying i guess. Especially with Daniel, since most of the time it's the things he does that I always make a big deal out of. Hay. I'm just lucky I have someone who has a lot of patience to deal with me. Thanks Daniel :) (and I'm sorry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school today. It's Prom for my Senior batsmeyts haha. They're probably there already, getting rained on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up from my 3hour nap, it hit me. I really did want to go to prom (maybe just not this one). But I did, I really did. But if ever I did go to Prom here, it would be such a strain on my pocket since ang daming babayaran. I don't think it's worth it either. Plus if I were to go to Prom, I want to go with Daniel, be with my barkada, and have a dress made just for me. Haha! So I guess my wedding has to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grande. &lt;/span&gt;Haha! I will marry a rich boy and have a big wedding. Hahaha! JOKE LANG, kagaguhan yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Daniel... Hey Mister DF (hahaha), I miss you. Kainis di ka nakaonline kanina :( I missed you. I miss you. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Narnia and When a Stranger Calls are showing tonight (dibidi, haha!).&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29069029-114972237418766274?l=6three7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/feeds/114972237418766274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29069029&amp;postID=114972237418766274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/114972237418766274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/114972237418766274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/2006/06/umulan-bumagyo.html' title='Umulan, bumagyo'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152848199799118895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29069029.post-114964010827753151</id><published>2006-06-06T20:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:10:50.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harutan!</title><content type='html'>Today was a busy busy day. I had my English, Spanish oral, and MedBio final today. English was like the usual, but one question was. ACK! Stupid Martha had to raise her son by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rote&lt;/span&gt;.  And stupid me had to skip the whole "rote" part of my English notes. Ayan tuloy, one wrong na agad ako! Spanish was easy, but honestly Idon't want to jinx it because everytime I say a test is easy... I end up getting a bad grade! Hahaha! But if I do get a bad grade, that's fine by me since it's only the first part of my Spanish final. MedBio final was the presentation of my reasearch project. Our (Allah, Micai and I) research project was about the Development of Surgical Anesthesia. We got a 98! Haha! talo namin ung super nerdy guys sa class namin, sila 90 lang. HAHAHA. Nerd pala ha? I don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we (Allah, Aicai, and I) went here at home. Micai had to work on her Psychology paper but she didn't have internet kaya I told her to do it here na lang. Syempre si Allah, sumabit nanaman! Hahahaha joke lang! Behbeh, Micai! Papasok ka bukas :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I get good grades sa finals! Sabe kase ni Daniel, dapat daw mataas. Dapat talaga e. Nangpressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with two videos we took here at home kanina. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A1A5SD2zMv4"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A1A5SD2zMv4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoy Allah, mahiya ka naman sa ginagawa mo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dsenej5y7B0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dsenej5y7B0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"May joke kami..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are at my &lt;a href="http://tineeeeeh.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply.&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;a href="http://tineeeeeh.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29069029-114964010827753151?l=6three7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/feeds/114964010827753151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29069029&amp;postID=114964010827753151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/114964010827753151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/114964010827753151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/2006/06/harutan.html' title='Harutan!'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152848199799118895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29069029.post-114939027003932201</id><published>2006-06-03T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T23:16:52.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get a life... Soon please. Haha!</title><content type='html'>mySpace shiznit. MySpace is well... Entertaining. Honestly, I could sit in front of the computer just to go around MySpace looking at schoolmates' profiles. Heck, in MySpace you see goodie goodie girls in school look like little playmates. Haha! Booty shots, cleavage. Good rithens it's crazzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see anthing wrong with vain people. But mygesh, stop flauting naman! Also, it's annoying how much very random people message you, or add you on their "friends" list. And they even take the time to message you and ask you if you've already met? Duh, obviously not. Most of the time if you asked that question, the asnwer would be NO. Haha! Diba? Skw mo loser ka. Boring ng buhay mo, wala kang magawa. Wahahaha! Sorry, but I really find it pathetic how these people could still take the time to message random people online. Grabe, get a life. Seriously! And please, get one soon! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only telling those people straight up to shut up and cut it out with the adding/messaging is not mean I would've done it along time ago. But with the aHole-ish attitude of people here? Things don't go down that easy. pagsinabihan mo silang shut up, matatawag ka pang babaeng aso (WAHAHA! ). WELCOME TO AMERICA. The land of_____ and ____. Fill in the blanks na lang. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random entry, just felt like updating. nakakirita kase losers sa MySpace e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Chiqui if you're reading this, I love your MySpace song.&lt;br /&gt;Allah, gusto ko pakinggan playlist mo sa MySpace pero d ako marunong magnext ng kanta (sorry, skwater ako e. walang ganun dito sa southside ng Queens Boulevard hahaha!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29069029-114939027003932201?l=6three7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/feeds/114939027003932201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29069029&amp;postID=114939027003932201&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/114939027003932201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/114939027003932201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/2006/06/get-life-soon-please-haha.html' title='Get a life... Soon please. Haha!'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152848199799118895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29069029.post-114920065590943629</id><published>2006-06-01T18:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T18:40:58.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Somehow I feel lonely.&lt;/span&gt; I want to talk, but words just end up choking me. I want to write, but what I feel is just beyond words that I can't explain it. I want to cry, but a part of me holds me back and tells me to keep my head up. I want to get this over with, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want things to be clear. Tell me, what is this? What are we.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 64th month,btw. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(if we even qualify for it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I don't want anyone reacting to this in a negative way. No one's suppose to hate anyone. NO ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29069029-114920065590943629?l=6three7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/feeds/114920065590943629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29069029&amp;postID=114920065590943629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/114920065590943629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29069029/posts/default/114920065590943629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://6three7.blogspot.com/2006/06/somehow-i-feel-lonely_114920065590943629.html' title=''/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04152848199799118895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
