<?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-23577955</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:14:55.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indecent exposure</title><subtitle type='html'>a n  i n s t r u m e n t  t o  e s c a p e  r  e a l i t y</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-3004580278419799380</id><published>2007-05-24T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T14:35:15.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes Personality Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="testResultInfo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h1&gt;Your Score: &lt;span&gt;Eden McCain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h2&gt;You scored 41 Idealism, 79 Nonconformity, 37 Nerdiness&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;div id="testResultInfoImg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/348/108/34910810133136532/mt1171155800.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think you really want a donut.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you're Eden McCain!  You've got a colorful past, and your persuasive abilities are second to none.  In addition, you're a quick thinker with a solid amount of guts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your best quality&lt;/b&gt;: The art of persuasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your worst quality&lt;/b&gt;: A fondness for some stereotypically "bad" behavior&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4885834462883321217'&gt;The Heroes Personality Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=freedomdegrees'&gt;freedomdegrees&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test'&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-3004580278419799380?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/3004580278419799380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=3004580278419799380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/3004580278419799380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/3004580278419799380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2007/05/heroes-personality-test.html' title='Heroes Personality Test'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-1340278926741990423</id><published>2007-03-27T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:23:00.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote me !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying to remember the time when i never even knew you... it's easier than trying to forget about you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-1340278926741990423?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/1340278926741990423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=1340278926741990423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/1340278926741990423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/1340278926741990423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2007/03/quote-me.html' title='Quote me !!'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-549168405841038185</id><published>2007-03-21T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T17:03:07.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You really hurt me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I spend all my days and nights  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Trying to be a good friend to you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  But you really hurt me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  And this time I'm movin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naeemo nanaman ako!! inang yan!! hahaha... nag part 2 ako nun monday! drews!! wala na ubos na pera ko omg! isang baso ng vodka + ilang shots ng Gin Orange at Wiwi (lime) ! hahaha... buti na lang late ako umuwi kaya wala ng amats or something like that. ang sarap ng spicy hotdog nila hahaha! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamabay mode with gab, archie, max... gabing gabi nagiikot kami sa LGV hahaha! wala lang... haaaaaaaay... todo download din ako ng dance songs nun isang araw lol! may recommend kau? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inang yan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-549168405841038185?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/549168405841038185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=549168405841038185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/549168405841038185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/549168405841038185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-2883869576708435380</id><published>2007-03-18T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:52:01.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>past is past... weeeeeeeee! wala lang... feel ko lang amging masaya... im forcing my happiness out hahahaha! yun na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napagdaanan ko na rin naman something like this before...kaya malamang kaya ko ito hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karma karma lang... daw hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im mr brightside! hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-2883869576708435380?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/2883869576708435380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=2883869576708435380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/2883869576708435380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/2883869576708435380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2007/03/happiness.html' title='happiness'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-8346211550966482964</id><published>2007-03-18T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T09:31:49.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Master Card</title><content type='html'>tapos na grad ball weeeeeee... wala ng hassle!! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;so after ng grad ball i decided to go with my classmates sa eastwood!! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to be wasted there... wasted youth!! lol! pero seryoso... im on the mood for a drinking spree hahaha! sobra!! ndi nga lang ata kaya ng money ko hahaha! weeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kaunti lang nainom ko eh... i hate beer kasi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 bottles of San Mig Light&lt;br /&gt;2 Bottles of Vodka Ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!! solid... astig ang sarap ng vodka wahahahaha!!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after kong mainom un 1bottle ng sanmig at 1bottle ng vodka medyo suabog na ako... well yeah kaunti lang siya, siguro pag sinamahan mo nang aking pagka emo nun mga panahong iyon... posible!! wahahahaha!! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe... sobrang kulit ko nun! i know!! hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ayan... ang mga kasama ko dun ay, Jick, Carl, Pong, Rex, Mikko, Miko, Keith, Jomi, SP tapos mga humabol somehow kahit ndi uminom... Josh, Philip, Max, Pagda, Gab, RC, hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaay... tapos after sometime .5 bottle ng sanmig na at 1bottle ng vodka na libre ni pong! yun na!! hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos umuwi na ako... so dumating ako sa bahay around 330am, muntik na akong matulog sa labas na parang hayop! isang doorbell lang kasi una kong ginawa tapos walang bumaba, hahaha! so medyo nagpka loner muna ako, well loner nmn tlga ako... hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh tinamad ako, nagdoorbell ulit ako! ayun bumaba na mom ko hahaha, tapos sinusulat ko na un entry ko ngaun! hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grad ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haircut...                                    Php185&lt;br /&gt;Leather Shoes...                    ~Php3000&lt;br /&gt;Long Sleeves...                      ~Php1500+&lt;br /&gt;Slacks...                                    ~ Php1500+&lt;br /&gt;Necktie...                                  ~Php800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanggihan sa Slowdance...                 PRICELESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for everything else there's master card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for being ugly...ndi ko nmn ginustong ipanganak ako ng ganito eh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-8346211550966482964?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/8346211550966482964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=8346211550966482964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/8346211550966482964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/8346211550966482964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2007/03/master-card.html' title='Master Card'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-7787513945846031382</id><published>2007-03-09T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T19:36:36.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why are you so cold ?</title><content type='html'>grabe!! tapos na rin ang hassle! hahaha... ang hirap ng Filipino Exam !! un choices un nagpahirap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) (pwede)&lt;br /&gt;b) (pwede)&lt;br /&gt;c) (mali)&lt;br /&gt;d) lahat tama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya ako napapaisip... ano ang sagot!? aaaaaaargh! ang hirap, tinapos ko na lang nang madalian, tinatamad na kasi ako hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after nun... we helped pagda sa pagiinvite nya sa grad ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dami namin grabe! rc, jick, carl, pong, rex, teddy, babee, ako, mana, jomi, pagda, gab, jay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! bali lahat kami nkahawak dun sa banner tapos si pagda nasa may dulo. pmunta kami sa may la vista malapit sa classroom ng iinvite ni pagda. hahaha! so aun... andaming nakatingin! whahahhaha! tapos sobrang init pa kay jinajabbar kami hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after nun nag eastwood kami! manonood ng 300! medyo maaga kami kaya naglunch muna kami sa something fishy. dami naming nakain, well ako marami hahaha! pero marami ring naubos na pera lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aun after nun, nanood na kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astig 300 sobra! manood kau hahah! pero bago un.. andami naming napanood na trailers!! mga 30mins+ ata kaming nanonood ng trailers hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos umuwi na kami lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bkt ba ang cold nya? ano bang ginawa ko para tratuhin nya ako ng ganun? or maybe im just assuming na cold nga siya? haaaaaaay... nakakainis isipin! im trying my best pa nmn to become her friend... haaaaaaaaaaaay! ang futile!! lol. argh! kainis...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-7787513945846031382?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/7787513945846031382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=7787513945846031382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/7787513945846031382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/7787513945846031382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-are-you-so-cold.html' title='why are you so cold ?'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-3948804781592535528</id><published>2007-02-24T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T15:39:28.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrity look alike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/75/58/92/755892_7278149aaefd54n09q3s12.JPG" border="0" height="574" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa wala akong magawa kanina... sinubukan ko ito... mukha ba akong bakla!? by gam by gam! ni isang look alike na lalaki wala! hahaha! haaaaaaaaaaay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-3948804781592535528?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/3948804781592535528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=3948804781592535528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/3948804781592535528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/3948804781592535528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2007/02/celebrity-look-alike.html' title='celebrity look alike'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-9166649803356362125</id><published>2007-02-24T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T10:07:46.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a dead letter marked to sender</title><content type='html'>i was so pissed yesterday early in the morning for some unknown reason or maybe i know what the reason is, it's just that i don't want to accept it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang pamatay kahapon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English - Rest Period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presentation ng mga nag SoFA, all we did was listen...listen...lis...ten...sleeeeeeeep! pero ndi ako nakatulog or natulog dahil magbibigay teacher namin ng quiz haahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music - Music Presentation / I played the Violin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakainis, sobrang nanginginig ako magplay ng violin! as in! ndi ako mkapagbow nang maayos hahaha! leche... sir kasi tiningnan ako tapos tumawa argh! napatigil tuloy ako sa isang part, haha! oh well... nkapasok din ako sa medyo last part. nun tinanong ko classmates ko mgnda nmn daw un amin. so okay na rin. score namin 98! pwede! haahaha&lt;br /&gt;one down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Filipino - Bigkas Exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by gam by gam! hindi ko pa ito namememorize! kailangan kasi memorized na yun poem hahaha! yun poem na minememorize ko ay madali lang kaya YES!! hahaa! un title ata nya ay Gintong Silahis sa Ulap... medyo nakita kong eaning dito ay... grabe lalo kong naramdaman ang aking pagkatigang! argh! para sa akin parang may someone kang gustong abutin... winiwish mo na sana manatili siya sau or something like that pero... wala... iiwan ka lang nya!&lt;br /&gt;loneliness is killing me!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... so ayan nun turn ko na, may inadlib akong part tapos muntik ko na makalimutan un last line... buti na lang perfect nakuha kong score bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;two down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Physics - LT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aargh!! buti na lang ndi kasama yun lesson na tinulugan ko nang buong period bwahahah! okay lang nmn un LT, sana pasado ako hehe&lt;br /&gt;three down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Math - LT3 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! tangina... ndi ko siya perfect!! nakaiinis! :(&lt;br /&gt;four down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAT - Graduation !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most awaited day of all seniors, if not all then most of us! hahaha. ang init grabe, pamatay! maalikabok pa haha! mga medic pa ayaw magbigay ng tubig leche!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halos walang nakikinig sa speaker, pero ako nakikinig that time dahil wala akong magawa. may narinig ako sa speech nya na saying something about victory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas maganda raw ang pagkapanalo mula sa pagkasawi kung ikukumpara sa pagkapanalo dahil sigurado nang panalo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napaisip ako dyan... haaaaaaaay... para kasing puro kabiguan na lang aking nakukuha, nakasasawa na, masakit pa! para bagang wala man lang ni isang kislap ng pag-asa... ang masakit pa roon, patuloy akong umaasa... tangina! kung ikukumpara mo dun sa nananalo dahil sigurado na, un tipong wala silang gagawin panalo na! nakakainis... madaya... bakit ba ganoon? kaya hindi ko maramdaman na masmasarap ang pagkapanalo mula sa kabiguan dahil kailan ma'y wala ata akong ipinanalo at patuloy pa rin akong umaasa... umaasa sa wala!! aaaaaah tangina, tigang na tigang na tlga ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos na rin ang CAT wooooooohooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after noon pumunta kami ng McDo katips para icelebrate ang surprise party ni pagda... hahaha! naaadik ako sa "Understanding in a Car Crash - Thursday" ang galing ng Miko's Apartment! bwahahah! ang saya ng bday ni pagda hahaha! after noon plano namin magdrews... ako sobrang ready... i really felt like drinking a lot! sobrang... aaaaaaaaaargh ako noong araw na iyon! pero ndi natuloy hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un sinabi ba ni mana ang sumira sa araw ko ? ... haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I don't want to feel this way forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A dead letter marked return to sender ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-9166649803356362125?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/9166649803356362125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=9166649803356362125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/9166649803356362125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/9166649803356362125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2007/02/dead-letter-marked-to-sender.html' title='a dead letter marked to sender'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-91714388561831646</id><published>2007-02-13T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:50:45.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>River Piedra ...</title><content type='html'>i'm currently reading Paulo Coelho's by the River Piedra I sat down and wept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang astig niya! lalo na siguro kung tigang ka... malapit pa lang ako sa kalahati nun book. nagpapakabookworm na ako somehow haha! pamatay yun first lines grabe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By the river Piedra I sat down and wept. There is a legend that everything that falls into the waters of this river—leaves, insects, the feathers of birds—is transformed into the rocks that make the riverbed. If only I could tear out my heart and hurl it into the current, then my pain and longing would be over, and I could finally forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By the river Piedra I sat down and wept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang lapit na ng SAD (single awareness day) bukas na siya feb 14 ! haha! i feel so tigang... lol! meron pang isang part dun ganito nakasulat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He stopped fooling with his glass and looked at me. "No, I'm not mistaken. I know you don't love me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This confused me even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But I'm going to fight for your love," he continued. "There are some things in life that are worth fighting for to the end."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You are worth it," he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haaaaaay... naranasan ko na yan, was she really worth it !? damn! hahaha... oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basahin nyo siya kung ndi nyo pa nababasa. wala lang plug lang hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is sad because it's SAD. unless you love being single... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-91714388561831646?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/91714388561831646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=91714388561831646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/91714388561831646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/91714388561831646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2007/02/river-piedra.html' title='River Piedra ...'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-116809447134435235</id><published>2007-01-06T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T22:41:11.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACET !!</title><content type='html'>Yay! I passed !! Pero hindi ako yun tipong nagtatatalon sa tuwa dahil pumasa ako, akala ko nga magtatatalon ako pero hindi natuloy. Ewan ko ba kung bakit. Siguro dahil un sobra kong pangamba na hindi pumasa ay natabunan ng ligayang aking natamo dahil ako'y pumasa ngunit tila sumakto yata iyon at hindi ako nagtatatalon hahaha! gets!? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually hindi ako pumunta ng Ateneo para tignan kasi may driving lessons ako. Around 10am ata tinext ako ng friend ko, pasado raw ako! Kaya ako naman, YHES may college na ako! UP at Ateneo lang kasi inapplyan ko hahaa... hindi dahil sa ako'y may kumpyansa sa sarili kundi dahil sa ako'y tamad. hindi raw nya napansin un course ko pero xa CS! umabot xa ng top15%! hahaha. tapos after sometime nalaman kong nasa ateneo si pagda so pinatingin ko sa kanya... BFA-ID raw ako! so medyo masaya akong malungkot nung nalaman yun. first choice ko kasi ME, so that means hindi ako umabot sa top15%! feeling ko ambobo ko, argh! pero at least pumasa. ako rin kasi mahihirapan kung umabot din ako sa top15%, kasi mahihirapan akong mamili between ID at ME. hahaha. gusto ko kasi ng ID, tapos medyo gusto ko rin ang ME at gusto ng parents ko hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro will ni God na mag ID ako kaya hindi ako umabot sa top15%. At least napadali ang pagpili ko, BFA-ID na tlga hahaha! pero hindi ko tlga maalis sa isipan kong parang ambobo ko hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaaaaaay... may college na ako! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Tanong: Yayaman ba ako sa ID? wahehehhehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-116809447134435235?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/116809447134435235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=116809447134435235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116809447134435235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116809447134435235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2007/01/acet.html' title='ACET !!'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-116727668704923307</id><published>2006-12-28T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T11:31:27.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now This Is ART!</title><content type='html'>Found this over the net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/56590_crayolaemo.jpg?t=1167276463" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!! No wonder I like B&amp;W with the shade of red lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-116727668704923307?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/116727668704923307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=116727668704923307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116727668704923307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116727668704923307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/12/now-this-is-art.html' title='Now This Is ART!'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-116668440112980666</id><published>2006-12-21T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T15:00:13.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah ulul!</title><content type='html'>nasa mood akong magblog today! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's rainy and cold tulad ng aking heart! OMG! bwahahha! ang emo nmn nun. anyway, kahapon ay xmas party namin. supposed to be the best xmas party in my hs life, wala rin. ndi natupad. akala ko rin masarap na un handa BUT NO, same as last year, ndi masarap. nag one time big time pa nmn ako! nasayang lang. ang masarap lang un buko pandan eh hahaha! haaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nageastwood na lang kami ng classmates ko! inuman!? bwahahah... PWEDE! lol&lt;br /&gt;kasama ko si Pong, Rex, Jick, Gumi, Archie, Mana, Gab, and Jay! bwahhaha! so nag OJ's kami. oreder kami ng beer, triny ko mag red horse! lol! wala kasing GIN! argh! so ayan, triny ko siya. may gawd ndi ko tlga magawang magustuhan lasa ng beer! as in! ayaw ko! hahaha. every time mag sip ako naduduling ako tapos umaalog utak ko! bwahhaha. kung gusto ko lang sana un lasa astig na eh hahah! in the end ndi ko xa naubos. after awhile wala akong magawa bumili ako 2 slice ng blueberry cheesecake! bwahhaha! tapos ayan may nangyaring isa pa. isa naming kasama ininvite un crush nya sa grad ball! sagot nun girl, magpapaalam pa raw siya. so pagbalik nun friend ko... LIBRE MODE! bwahahhaha! mga 1045 umuwi na kami nina rex. grabe sobrang inaantok na ako... pagkarating ko sa bahay, bihis &gt; bagsak sa kama &gt; tulog! bwahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nagising ako nang mga 7am kanina. today ay may driving lessons ako. ayan, so pumunta ako kanina, umuulan pa nga eh! grabe lecheng ulan yan! bali sumakay ako ng trike papunta sa lessons ko. sobrang wet kaya ng daan, nababasa ako sa loob ng trike! ayos na sana kung galing sa taas un bumabasa but no! galing sa kalsada nakakainis! buti na lang one time ndi nakabukas un mouth ko kung ndi nakainom na ako nun dirty water na un! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nun dumating ako, hands on agad. manual transmission. grabe... nakakatanga! hahaha! hassle tlga un manual! kakangalay pa! haaaaaaaay... kukuha pa ako bukas ng student permit bwahhha! ang lapit na ng xmas! w00t! wala lang... ang boring ng xmas feeling ko haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-116668440112980666?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/116668440112980666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=116668440112980666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116668440112980666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116668440112980666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/12/ah-ulul.html' title='ah ulul!'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-116403238607463285</id><published>2006-11-20T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:44:26.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Your Friends !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kung kaibigan kita, kukunin mo ang test na ito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/quizpage.php?quizname=061120093350-594788&amp;amp;"&gt;quiz ko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-116403238607463285?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/116403238607463285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=116403238607463285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116403238607463285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116403238607463285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/11/quiz-your-friends.html' title='Quiz Your Friends !'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-116351794034459847</id><published>2006-11-14T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:25:40.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Istrowberimadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="586"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=43037902" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=43037902" height="586"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43037902/"&gt;IstrowberiMadness&lt;/a&gt; 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YES Hindi pa nagsisimula!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:15am&lt;br /&gt;Natapos yun pampaubos oras na dokyu last year, bumukas ang lights, nakita namin ang ibang emboys! sama-sama na kami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:30am&lt;br /&gt;Ipinalabas na ang mga Finalists ng Dokyu! K "Kapritso ng Buhay" , M "Makapiling Ka", N "Palakasan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00am&lt;br /&gt;Mga ganyang oras natapos ipalabas lahat, lumabas kami, naglibot habang hinihintay and decisions ng mga hurado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denderedendenden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd - K&lt;br /&gt;2nd - N&lt;br /&gt;1st - M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang unang PALIG na ipinanalo namin! Weeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: something something + onwards&lt;br /&gt;Lumabas kami, pumunta kami sa Ken Afford ni Rex at nakipagkita kina Jick! Kumakain sila, mmmmmmmmmmmmabango... nagutom ako... nakikain na rin ako! Crispy Pata + Sisig! mmmmmm! nabusog ako! bwahhaha! So ayun usap-usap tapos dumiretso kami ni Rex sa Flaming Wings para hintayin si Pong at Mana para gawin na namin un project sa Math. habang naghihintay naisipan ni Rex kumain, ako naman, kumain ulit! bwahahaha... so busog na busog na ako.&lt;br /&gt;Ayun dumating na sila, kumain sila etc... tapos ginawa na un project. nakatulog ako wahahha! paggising ko, tapos na! so ang order na ako ng French Vanilla Shake habang hinihintay namin si Teddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so around 330 pumunta na kami him5 at nagcounter kami! taena halimaw ka mana! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after nun pumunta na kami sa Drews... first time kong makikipag inuman... whahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bali nun hinihintay namin si Julienne at Nicole, inaantok pa ako. tapos nag shot na rin kami ng Gin Strawb. After nun dmating na sila! hahaha... order na ng kropek. inubos na rin namin un Gin Strawb. after nun inaantok pa rin ako akala nila lasing na ako! but no! hindi pa ako lasing inaantok lang talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos umorder na ng red horse si rex at pong, ayoko ng beer pero nakitry na rin ako! hahaha! tapos bumili si Teddy ng Gin Manggo, ayoko ng lasa, lasang gamot! hahaha! so ayun... mga after ilang oras pa, parang medyo may tama na ata ako, or wala pa, naisipan kong bumili ng isa pang gin strawb! ayun so nagyaya na ako. si mana, ako, pong, teddy, nicole ang umiinom dun. ang funny at ang saya! hahaha... lalo na nun wala akong magawa naisipan kong mag sunod sunod na shot ng gin strawb, as in mga nka 4 ata ako tapos ayun, may tama na nga ata ako ng todo! hahaha! well not todo i think. tapos ang ingay na namin, haha! kantahan etc... tapos nun maubos na un isa, bumili pa ako ng isa pa! hahaha! tapos inom ulit, kaso pinipigilan na nila ako! hahaha! haaaaaaaaaaaay! after ng inuman, naisipan namin mag starbucks... so pababa ako ng hagdan, kumekendeng at bumabangga ako sa wall! omg! hahaha! pero ang funny! buti nasa tamang pagiisip pa ako. habang bumibili ako sa starbucks muntik na akong mahulog sa isang table dahil medyo na outbalanced ako, buti na lang magaling ako at nasupport ko agad! hahaha! after namin mag starbucks, laro ulit kami ng counter! hahaha! ayun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIN STRAWBERRY GUSTO KO PA!!!!! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-116341189016773563?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/116341189016773563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=116341189016773563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116341189016773563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116341189016773563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/11/gin-strawberry.html' title='Gin Strawberry'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-116260981357714456</id><published>2006-11-04T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T11:10:13.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a hug...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ir_0UEk_6UE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ir_0UEk_6UE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-116260981357714456?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/116260981357714456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=116260981357714456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116260981357714456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116260981357714456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-need-hug.html' title='i need a hug...'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-116253692680788563</id><published>2006-11-03T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T15:13:18.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mask</title><content type='html'>masking myself with a smile, trying to hide my emotions... a futile attempt it was. i feel so alone, no one to hold on to, i feel so alone! Oh how I hate these kind of days! I feel that I was once again taken for granted... though I know it is not true (hopefully)... I feel like I was used or a "panakip-butas" for some sort... That's what I feel but I don't blame her though... It's not her fault really, I guess it is mine, well it is really mine for dreaming about such things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was better for me to love her from a distance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess it's only a matter of time...for this pain to fade away... wish me the best of luck. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/nakaw quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you have to put walls up around you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to keep people out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cares enough to break them down just to be with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="548"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=42376965" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=42376965" 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kj_qh7mmL5o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kj_qh7mmL5o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;The day will end today&lt;br /&gt;You come to change the truth&lt;br /&gt;Forget it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"ll never be a man&lt;br /&gt;So take it as i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me alive&lt;br /&gt;Make me suffer&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me alive&lt;br /&gt;Make me suffer&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me in the rain&lt;br /&gt;My life is in the drain&lt;br /&gt;I"ll seek your love forever&lt;br /&gt;I beg not a different game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"ll never be a man&lt;br /&gt;Embrace me as i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me alive&lt;br /&gt;Make me suffer&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me alive&lt;br /&gt;Make me suffer&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alive...&lt;br /&gt;Alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaay... im so sad, hahaha! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-116226381344301644?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/116226381344301644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=116226381344301644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116226381344301644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116226381344301644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/10/alive.html' title='Alive'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-116166121905794480</id><published>2006-10-24T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T22:13:43.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and when i die, will you cry ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; and when i die, will you cry ? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=41893770" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=41893770" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/41893770/"&gt;when Sadness strikes&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://dreamon72.deviantart.com/"&gt;dreamon72&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-116166121905794480?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/116166121905794480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=116166121905794480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116166121905794480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116166121905794480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-when-i-die-will-you-cry.html' title='and when i die, will you cry ?'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-116160081930758851</id><published>2006-10-23T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:07:21.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>making damn sure</title><content type='html'>...haaaaaiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is it. i guess, well i it's not a guess, it's sure...&lt;br /&gt;this time itutuloy ko na, lalayo na ako, nkita ko na, nagbulagbulagan pa ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time susuko na ako, i guess this would be easier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot&lt;br /&gt;you made me dream...dreams never do come true for me...&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was never meant dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you'd be happier, best of luck. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahal kita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tcbaibai...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-116160081930758851?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/116160081930758851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=116160081930758851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116160081930758851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116160081930758851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/10/making-damn-sure.html' title='making damn sure'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-116126291069383213</id><published>2006-10-19T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:01:51.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ephemeral</title><content type='html'>ang tagal ko na rin palang walang entry haaaaaaiiiiiiizzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailan ko lng medyo naramdaman... kay bilis namang dumaan ng highschool! 4 months left before our graduation... i wish time would procrastinate... ayoko pang matapos ang highschool kahit sagad sa kahirapan ang gawain, kahit masaklap ang maaring mangyari, kahit sagad sa buto ang aking katamarang pumasok, ayaw ko pa talagang matapos ang highschool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit ba sobrang bilis maglaho ng mga masasayang pangyayari sa buhay!? nakakainis...nakakalungkot, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately inuubos ko na lang oras ko sa pagdownload at sa pagnood ng mga Anime. Latest kong napanood ay Fate/Stay Night, ang ganda nya... kahit nabitin ako, nagndahan talaga ako, sayang it did not end the way i imagined/hope it would be. i always expect a happy-together forever ending... ewan ko ba...maybe it's because i want that same kind of ending in my life somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIGANG GANG, ako'y tigang na tigang! hahaha... ang sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala ako sa mood magpatawa...haaaaaaaaaaay... minsan lng mangyari ito &gt;.&lt; , dahil siguro sa nabasa ko? hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang hopeless ko na, i want to be like a stone, feel ko ulit maging manhid. lol! sawang-sawa na akong malungkot, or bka naman dahil sa umaasa ako kaya ako nalulungkot ? oh well... ndi lang ako hopeless, helpless pa! bwahahaha... leche!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plano kong gumawa ng isang website, ndi ko lang alam ang ilalagay ko. gusto ko ring gumawa ng isang libro bwahahah! haaaaaaaaaaaaay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-116126291069383213?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/116126291069383213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=116126291069383213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116126291069383213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/116126291069383213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/10/ephemeral.html' title='ephemeral'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115797442711534274</id><published>2006-09-11T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T19:33:47.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an abstract feeling called LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=39404985" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=39404985" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/39404985/"&gt;abstract feeling called LOVE&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://dreamon72.deviantart.com/"&gt;dreamon72&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115797442711534274?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115797442711534274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115797442711534274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115797442711534274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115797442711534274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/09/abstract-feeling-called-love.html' title='an abstract feeling called LOVE'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115667232710131937</id><published>2006-08-27T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:52:07.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siglo</title><content type='html'>so yesterday may tiningnang condo ang nanay ko, sumama ako kasi after nun balak ko mag fitnessfirst. so ayun. umalis kami ng mga 2:30 ata, un condo nasa may robinson sa may pioneer. un bago. bali un mga model ng condo magnda! mas magnda pa kaysa sa bahay namin... bwahahah! anyway... ayun, un nkadisplay un single bedroom at un double bedroom. bali nakipagusap na nanay ko, ako naman nilibot ko un robinson's. maliit lang xa... as in! naghahanap ako ng maayos na shop pero walang magnda. wala tuloy akong mabili... so napadpad na alng ako sa national bookstore. while i was browsing the books, i stumbled upon this comic book "Siglo".(ayoko na mag english...tag-lish na lang). haha! winner siya ng "Best Comic Book of the Year" Manila Critics Circle 23rd National Book Awards. Sabi ko sa sarili ko babalikan ko yun. so tumaas ulit ako pinuntahan ang aking nanay. balak na ng mom kong bumili kaso un single bedroom lang, pinipilit ko nga sa 2 bedrooms eh hahaha! ako lang naman daw ang gagamit noon after 3 years kaya single bedroom lang. so okay... humingi na ako ng money para bilhin un Siglo. tapos umakyat ulit ako... bumili na nga ang nanay ko.  may promo nga rin eh, it's either a free ipod shuffle or a free one night at crown's place or plaza ba un, bsta un nasa likod ng galle. hahaha! balak ko sang kunin un free night kaso makukuha lang xa after 30days... balak ko sanang gamitin un para dun kami matutulog ng mga kaibigan ko after namin manood ng concert sponsored by penshoppe. kaya pinili ko nalang yun shuffle, ibibigay ko sa tita ko. tapos nagpunta sila sa manila doctors hospital, may binisita. ako tumambay na lang ako sa may lobby... natutulog! bwahahah! after one hour of waiting, naisipan na rin nilang umuwi. haaaaaaaaay... hindi na ako nkpgfitness first! that was my saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaay... ang hassle ng 360 ko! ndi ko malaro un elder scrolls iv: oblivion. diba nga pumutok un power eklat ng 360 kaya pinaayos, one time naglalaro ako, pumutok naman un avr dahil ang overheat. so ndi ko na alam kung 110v or 220v na un 360... gusto ko ngang subukan isaksak sa 220v kaso baka kung ano ang mangyari... aaaaaaaargh!! hindi ko tuloy magamit un 360... hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag todo mp3 download pa pala ako kahapon! grabe! as in sobrang dami! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagdodownload ako ngayon ng cinema4d at macromedia studio 8... gusto kong matutunang gamitin un mga un. btw download nyo "terragen" na program. anlufet nyang gumawa ng terrain. 1.6mb lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw napanood nyo na ba ang&lt;br /&gt;My Sassy Girl&lt;br /&gt;Windstruck ?&lt;br /&gt;kung hindi pa, panoorin nyo.. kakainlove at magnda siya! bwahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115667232710131937?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115667232710131937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115667232710131937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115667232710131937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115667232710131937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/08/siglo_27.html' title='Siglo'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115625603307447932</id><published>2006-08-22T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:13:53.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PANIC!</title><content type='html'>...grabe! nagka soiree kami with MC 3-3 last monday. kaya kami napunta dun dahil balak namin ipaedit ang aming commercial kasi sa wednesday na kami magprepresent. so pnta kami katips, meet kami ng mga groupmates ko @ kfc 10am... nauna kami ni rex kasi sabay kami, mga 945 dun na kami. sunod si jay 1020... tapos si gumi mga 1100 na ata! hahaa! so nagdecide kaming bisitahin na ang batcave, sarado pa sya so naghanap kami ng ibang mappntahan. medyo nagroadtrip kami paikot sa katipunan, bsta ang gulo! haha! tapos dumating na rin si pong. after nun npagusapan namin ang somethings tapos nabring up un topic na national holiday, therefore sarado ang karamihan ng shops... kaya pala sarado ang batcave! PANIC! so we decided to edit our video the next day. kaya nag laro na lang kami sa him5/redtag. tapos dumating na rin si mana. naglaro kami ng 2hrs sakto after nun ay soiree na. suot ko ang bago kong green na polo hahaha. wala lang. so ayun may bago akong friends haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kanina, pinaedit na namin. haha! hell week tlga... bukas kasi presentation namin, bigsam ko, physics lt! hahaha! ndi pa ako nagaaral hanggang ngayon... medyo iniisip ko lang un bigsam ko... im dead... PANIC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaaaay... mabubuhay pa ba ako bukas? hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115625603307447932?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115625603307447932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115625603307447932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115625603307447932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115625603307447932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/08/panic.html' title='PANIC!'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115574325834005979</id><published>2006-08-16T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T23:51:15.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Surfing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38110965/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width:320px; " src="http://img130.imageshack.us/img130/1205/digitalsurfingcopysm3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115574325834005979?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115574325834005979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115574325834005979&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115574325834005979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115574325834005979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/08/digital-surfing.html' title='Digital Surfing'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115539771402260928</id><published>2006-08-12T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T23:54:35.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you can only hear me shout your name</title><content type='html'>ang ganda ng song na "stars - callalily" ... hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; If only you could hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Shout your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; If only you could feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; My love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; The stars in the sky will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; If only i have wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; So i can fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; I wanna be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; For all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; My love for you will never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; If only you were here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... hmmm... ang lufet tlga ng song na ito! hahaha... dedicate ko ito sayo! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... if you guys are wondering kung anong song un nagplaplay sa background ko, "Gone So Young - Ambr Pacific" hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang enjoy ng connection ko ngayon, hahaha! marami akong nagagawa sa inet. tapos halos walang nagagawa para sa school... argh! ACET Essay pa... buti na lang sinabi sa akin ni Bot na 2 pages lang maximum at dapat short and direct to the point! YAY!! hirap pa naman ako magpahaba ng mga ganyan! im saved! bukas marami na akong gagawin, haaaaaay... patayan na ito! nakabili na rin ako ng bagong mouse, weeeeeeeeeee! makakapagphotoshop na ulit ako nang maayos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115539771402260928?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115539771402260928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115539771402260928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115539771402260928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115539771402260928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-you-can-only-hear-me-shout-your.html' title='If you can only hear me shout your name'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115451639385498189</id><published>2006-08-02T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T18:59:53.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANTathon</title><content type='html'>nakaiinis na mga pangyayari! bwiset! leche... argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rant #1: TD Lesson Plan&lt;br /&gt;Bwisit...ito talaga ang sumira ng aking araw! ambaba ng score ko! kung anu pa un tyinaga kong gawin, yun pa ang mababa!! nakakabwisit!! wala tuloy akong mood magtutor bukas! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!! bwisit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rant#2: Math LT2&lt;br /&gt;grabe... well.. ndi naman ako masyadong naiinis... naiinis lang ako kasi ndi ko naperfect un LT... oh well, akala ko nmn bagsak ako dun, but no... highest ako! lol! nakakairita lang, ndi kasi ako pefect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rant#3: Memorization&lt;br /&gt;i hate subjects that requires you to memorize many things pero para nmng walatlgang pakinabang sa buhay mo. buti sana kung formulas yan aus lang imemorize pero names? dates? at kung anu ano pang eklat... ? bakit kailangan pa imemorize un? haaaaaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAIN ATTRACTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rant#4: Chalkball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam ba ninyo ang larong ito? nakita nyo na bang nilalaro ito? kung hindi, wag nyo nang alamin. baka kumalat pa ang larong ito kung san mang lupalop ng mundo. pero sasabihin ko na rin. ito ang laro na kung saan ang chalk ang pinamamalit sa basketball upang makapaglaro ng basketball sa loob ng classroom. ang kanilang basket ay ang chalk ledge. may certain rules sila na kinuha sa basketball, pero marmaing tinanggal. sa pagkakaalam ko wala ritong traveling violation or siguro un violation na un un kapag tumalon tapos ndi rin pla ibabato &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;take note&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ibabato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ang chalk sa chalk ledge. may foul din pero hello, as if naman tatapikin pa nila un chalk mula sa kamay ng kalaban. malamang banggaan lang sila to death, nagkakandarapa pa yata! one on one game lang ito. ndi ko maisip kung paano pa lalampas sa one on one ang laro. ndi ko nga alam kung gaano katagal inaabot ang "larong" ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history of chalkball&lt;br /&gt;nagsimula ito sa isa kong classmate na nakahatak ng iba pang manlalaro. 2nd year pa ito nagstart. sa pagkakaalam ko nakakatatlong season sila or more sa isang buwan. grabe noh!? yun lang ata history nya eh... or if you want to know more, pntahan nyo na lang ang pasimuno nito sa aming klase. ndi rin ako sigurado kung sa amin nga nagsimula ito. kung nagkamali man ako, siguradong unang beses ko pa lang makita ang "larong" iyon sa kaing buhay nun 2nd year ako. ang ginawa ko lang na pinakamalapit na sa paglaro ng chalkball ay ang pagbato ng chalk sa chalk ledge mula sa malayong lugar at hindi mahuhulog. dun siguro sa konseptong iyon nagsimula ang chalkball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madalas nyo itong makikita sa aming klasrum na nilalaro nina "J**", "J***", "AJ Dee". hindi ko nga alam kung anu ang nakikita nila sa larong ito! wala namang napapala. wala rin atang epekto ang kagalingan nila rito sa basketball dahil kung meron man, malamang sasali ako. but no, wala talaga akong makitang silbi nito! sinabi pa nga sa akin ni "J**" na nagprapractice pa raw xa! ako naman ay napa, "Huwaaaaaaaaaaaaat!?" prinapractice pa pala ang larong ito! grabe... ililist ko na lang ang mga pros at cons na aking nakikita. may nagkakapikunan pa nga eh, ksi nun isang araw naglalaro sila. si "G**" at "AJ D" ang naglalaban. ang score ay 9 - 9. last throw na ang winning throw! nakay "G**" un chalk, tapos nag "lay-up" siya! pasok! bali talo si "AJ D". mamaya maya nagreklamo si "AJ D", stepping daw stepping. eh ako walang magawa sabi ko. WEH TALO KA LANG EH! tapos sabi raw ng referees na sina "J**" at "J***" na ndi raw stepping. bali medyo nainis si "AJ D". tapos sabi nila, cge ulitin na lang daw, magfreethrow raw si "G**" para malaman kung kanino mappnta un chalk. sabi ni "AJ D" wag na raw. bali medyo bwisit na nga siya. eh lalo ko pang ginatungan, ndi na xa nakaimik. bwahahaha! tapos pagalis ko raw, nag protesta raw xa. "Luto, luto" bwahahah! natatawa na lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aksaya ng chalk&lt;br /&gt;papawisan ka lang&lt;br /&gt;nasa 4M ngayon&lt;br /&gt;magmumukhang tanga&lt;br /&gt;waste of time&lt;br /&gt;waste of energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko pa sanang dagdagan, alam ko marami eh, nawawala lang sa aking isipan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ndi pa lumalaganap&lt;br /&gt;exercise ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaaaay... hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115451639385498189?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115451639385498189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115451639385498189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115451639385498189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115451639385498189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/08/rantathon.html' title='RANTathon'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115414200699669532</id><published>2006-07-29T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T11:00:07.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar, spice, and everything nice</title><content type='html'>grabe im so very much the happiest person! haha... sobrang saya ko, pero ndi ko maisulat kung gaano... no words can describe this happiness... matagal tagal na rin nang huli kong maramdaman ito... haaaaaaaay... I'm on Cloud 9! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing that thing made my day... and the other day... and the other other day... and so on and so forth! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115414200699669532?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115414200699669532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115414200699669532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115414200699669532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115414200699669532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/07/sugar-spice-and-everything-nice.html' title='sugar, spice, and everything nice'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115375157600338383</id><published>2006-07-24T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T22:32:56.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>procrastination</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I last updated this blog. Grabe, andami naming HW!! nakamamatay at nakalulula! pero ako... ang lufet, todo procrastinate! wahahahha! buti na lang at sinuswerte ako somehow, well marami kami... nun monday dapat halfday kami dahil sa sona, but no... naging walang pasok na tlga!! kaya nakaligtas ako! hahha! tapos ngaun tuesday... habang tinatapos ko na ang mga kailangan tapusin, suspended nanaman ang classes!! hahaha! ang lakas ng hangin sa labas grabe!! 'pag ako'y lumabas, malamang ay tatangayin ako ng hangin! sumisipol pa nga un hangin eh! grabe! hahaha... kakatakot... sana ligtas ang ibang tao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang salarin ng aking katamaran...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...ndi ko tlga balak magprocrastinate dahil sa dami ng aking dapat gawin. pero... naaadik ako sa aking connection, kaya nagdownlaod ako ng anime! at nanood magdamag! bwahahha! ayan wala tuloy akong nagawa... haaaaaaaaaaaay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito un mga napanood ko so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyeshield 21 (you tube)&lt;br /&gt;bleach (ep 59 - 88)&lt;br /&gt;fma movie - conqueror of shambala (1.3g)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos tapos ko nang idownload ang Shuffle(4g)! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aun... bukas tlga dapat ko nang tapusin ang mga dapat tapusin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may mga nakita akong "words of wisdom" about sa procrastination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anlufet haha! nakita ko sila rito &lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Procrastination"&gt;"procrastination"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang fave ko ay... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Time you enjoy wasting isn't wasted time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115375157600338383?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115375157600338383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115375157600338383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115375157600338383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115375157600338383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/07/procrastination_24.html' title='procrastination'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115322398691335749</id><published>2006-07-18T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T20:00:37.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd rather be blue than be green!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ctgUIqyaBk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ctgUIqyaBk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jsut sharing this video to you guys. hehehe. im an atenean btw. it is an amusing music video. hehe! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115322398691335749?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115322398691335749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115322398691335749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115322398691335749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115322398691335749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/07/id-rather-be-blue-than-be-green.html' title='I&apos;d rather be blue than be green!'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115201396838363092</id><published>2006-07-04T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T19:52:48.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Fitness High</title><content type='html'>today ay ang aking power pack 1st session sa fitness first. i enjoyed it kahit 1 hour lang xa, astig un mga trainers! naiinggit ako sa body nila... balang araw ako rin... hahaha! kailangan ko muna magpataba! so sabi sa akin i need more carbos... as in marami! hahaha! kailangan ko raw kumain mga at LEAST 6x a day... kaya ko yan! hahah! bali ang session ko malamang lamang ay T-TH-S. ang hassle ng thursday, may CAT ako the next day.. haha! pero kailangan ko ito... wahahah! im desperate in some way. kakayanin ko ito!! sabi nila mga ectomorph ang katawang magndang pagandahin... haha! gusto ko ng personal trainer...kaso ang mahal nya! argh! may deal kami ng mom ko... 3rd honors = 1month PT, 2nd honors = 2months PT, 1st honors / magis = 1 YEAR!! omg!! grabe... kailangan kong magsipag...pero ang pangit na ng aking simula... waaaaaaaaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang ganda tlga ng song ng smile at me... hahaha! lufet! kakainlove!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115201396838363092?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115201396838363092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115201396838363092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115201396838363092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115201396838363092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-day-fitness-high.html' title='First Day Fitness High'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115166331034660797</id><published>2006-06-30T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T18:28:30.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizens' Advancement Training</title><content type='html'>grabe ang araw na ito! CAT kami kanina, nakabilad sa ilalim ng mainit na araw! maswerte na lang kami 'pag lumililom ng kaunti tapos bubuga ng hangin! so sarap the feeling pare! lol! prinactice namin ang mga commands at ang pagmamarch! haaaaaaaay... sobrang init tlga nun, nakakadrain! wahahaha! i feel so sleepy nga eh... tapos may one time pa na nka tune kami, lintek na mga langgam, binanatan ang aking paa! punyemas, ndi ko sila maalis dahil bawal... hahaha! pero may part sa akin na innenjoy ang CAT. kahit mukhang ndi xa enjoy, nagenjoy ako! wahahaha! tom pla is our refresher class!! hello Batch14 Kostka C! hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so want to watch "The Lake House" at "Supahman" lol! sana may makasama ako...hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115166331034660797?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115166331034660797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115166331034660797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115166331034660797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115166331034660797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/06/citizens-advancement-training.html' title='Citizens&apos; Advancement Training'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115120874755880273</id><published>2006-06-25T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T12:12:27.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Having a bad day?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The average cost of rehabilitating a seal after the Exxon Valdez Oil spill in Alaska was $80,000.00. At a special ceremony, two of the most expensively saved animals were being released back into the wild amid cheers and applause from onlookers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Still think you're having a bad day?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;A woman came home to find her husband in the kitchen shaking frantically, almost in a dancing frenzy, with some kind of wire running from his waist towards the electric kettle. Intending to jolt him away from the deadly current, she whacked him with a&lt;br /&gt; handy plank of wood, breaking his arm two places.  Up to that moment, he  had been happily listening to his Walkman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Still think you're having a bad day?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;In a hospital's Intensive Care Unit, patients always died in the same bed, on Sunday morning, at about 11:00 a.m., regardless of their medical condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; This puzzled the doctors and some even thought it had something to do with the supernatural. No one could solve the mystery as to why the deaths occurred around 11:00 a.m. On Sunday, so a worldwide team of experts was assembled to investigate the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; cause of the incidents.The next Sunday morning, a few minutes before 11:00 a.m., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; all of the doctors and nurses nervously waited outside the ward to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; see for themselves what the terrible phenomenon was all about.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Some were holding wooden crosses, prayer books, and other holy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; objects to ward off the evil spirits. Just when the clock struck 11:00, Pookie Johnson, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; part-time Sunday sweeper, entered the ward and unplugged the life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; support system so he could use the vacuum cleaner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Still think you're having a bad day?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Iraqi terrorist, Khay Rahnajet didn't pay enough postage on a letter bomb. It came back with "Return to Sender" stamped on it. Forgetting it was the bomb, he opened it and was blown to bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115120874755880273?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115120874755880273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115120874755880273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115120874755880273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115120874755880273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/06/bad-day.html' title='bad day?'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115097234864347348</id><published>2006-06-22T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T18:32:28.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweets</title><content type='html'>grabe ang araw na ito! puro sweets ang kinain ko! lol! so dumating nanaman ako ng school ng around 6am, aga grabe! hahaha! so natulog na lang muna ako hanggang sa dumami ang tao. tapos ayun nagkodakan kami haha! napagtripan kasi namin un wig lol! grabe, im so namumula kanina (ndi un blush) kundi un redness na prang red indians. lol! kaya tuloy nagmukha akong mas maitim sa pic! lol! hahaha! grabe ang laswa ng pics! :P lol! so after nun bumili ako ng butterscotch! damn! ang sarap tlga nya! hahaha! bumili ako 2 nun saka isang some kind of cookie. mas masarap pa rin un butterscotch! hahaha! bali ayan nagstart na un classes and so on and so forth hanggang sa mag lunch. ndi na ako naglunch, im on a diet! joke! tinamad lang akong kumain. tapos ayan off we go to concepcion elementary school para sa demo class. magtuturo na kasi kami dun eh. ang aming TD program! grabe sobrang nakakaantok un! so tinulugan ko un english demo class. kinwawa ng teacher un mga bata. kasi ba nmn buong period nagbasa lang sila ng isang story. as in iisang story lang! 7 times na inulit accdg to my classmate. ganito nila binasa... teacher&gt;all&gt;girls only&gt;boys only&gt;girls only&gt;teacher&gt;one girl ! grabe! pero astig un last part... pinakain kami ng "manggo refrigerator cake"! grabe! ang sarap! hahaha. tungkol kasi dun un binabasa nila, tapos sa amin pinakain haha! buti na lang sa amin napunta ni pagda un mga natitirang cake... dami kasi namin. iba naming classmate nka isang subo lang... kami ni pagda nakarami! bwahahahha! garapalan na ito! lol! bali may natira pa kami, tapos ibabalik na raw ni sir... bumanat ako, sir ubusin ko na! wahahah! shet! lol! haha! masarap kasi eh... sayang nmn kung ndi na kakainin if ever ibalik haha! so aun... after nun balik na kami sa school. nkasakay kami sa jeep. haha! pagdating namin sa school may parang tali un jeep na "pampara" tapos halos lahat kami hinihila un bago bumaba... lol! napagtripan! hahha! tapos ayan na... hell day na! gagawa pa kasi ako ng media + el fili chapters 7-8! grabe! nagpasemikal pa pala ako kanina! haha! andami na naming kalbo... lol! kalbo masamang tao! whaahah! joke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115097234864347348?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115036063587840293</id><published>2006-06-15T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T18:21:07.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4M mga HW!</title><content type='html'>Math: &lt;a href="http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/2100/math5nc.jpg"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115036063587840293?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115036063587840293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115036063587840293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-family:courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;lways take time for yourself, at least 30 minutes per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;B&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;e aware of your own stress meter: Know when to step back and cool down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;C&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;oncentrate on controlling your own situation, without controlling everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;D&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;aily exercise will burn off the stress chemicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;E&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;at lots of fresh fruit, veggies, bread and water, give your body the best for it to perform at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;F&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;orgive others, &gt; don't hold grudges and be tolerant -- not everyone is as capable as you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- mahirap kaya... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;G&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;ain perspective on things, how important is the issue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;H&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;ave fun and don't be afraid to share your feelings with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;I&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;dentify stressors and plan to deal with them better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;J&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;udge your own performance realistically; don't set goals out of your own reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;K&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;eep a positive attitude, your outlook will influence outcomes and the way others treat you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;L&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;imit alcohol, drugs and other stimulants, they affect your perception and behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;M&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;anage money well, seek advice and save at least 10 per cent of what you earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;N&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;o is a word you need to learn to use without feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;O&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;utdoor activities by yourself, or with friends and family, can be a great way to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;P&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;lay your favourite music rather than watching television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;Q&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;uit smoking: It is stressing your body daily, not to mention killing you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;R&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;elationships: Nurture and enjoy them, learn to listen more and talk less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;S&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;leep well, with a firm mattress and a supportive pillow; don't overheat yourself and allow plenty of ventilation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;T&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;reat yourself once a week with a massage, dinner out, the movies: Moderation is the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;U&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;nderstand things from the other person's point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;V&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;erify information from the source before exploding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;W&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;orry less, it really does not get things completed better or quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;X&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;press: Make a regular retreat to your favourite space, make holidays part of your yearly plan and budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;Y&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;early goal setting: Plan what you want to achieve based on your priorities in your career, relationships, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--coloro:#800000--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--/coloro--&gt;Z&lt;!--colorc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/colorc--&gt;est for life: Each day is a gift, smile and be thankful that you are a part of the bigger picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found it somewhere sa net haha! hope this helps! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115011487454238321?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115011487454238321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-115009450075350087</id><published>2006-06-12T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:45:13.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ballroom dancing</title><content type='html'>grabe gusto kong matutong mag ballroom dancing!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ang lufet, ang sexy, ang ganda!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha!nanood kami kahapon ng take the lead, ang totoong plano ay manonood ng the omen, we ended up watching take the lead. haha! grabe ang konti ng nanood ng take the lead kaya may nag loloving loving dun sa may sulok! hahaha! lol! an american haunting na lang imbis na the omen ang aming panoorin. haaaaaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe gusto ko talagang matotoong magballroom dancing! mukhang enjoy, haha! ang fun tlga nya pag pinanonood, mas fun malamang pag sinasayaw na. haha! T-A-N-G-O ... hahaha! isama mo pa un suot... ang sexy, ang garbo! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaay... grabe ang media2, nakakaloka! hahaha! ang hw namin ay gumawa ng isang print ad para maibenta mo ang iyong sarili... ang hirap humanap ng unique selling point ko! hahaha! ndi ko lam kung paano ko ibebenta sarili ko... haaaaaaaaay... ang last option ko na lang ay ang... cardiologist eklat! hahaha!! The Cardiologist "fixing hearts since 2003" lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinatamad pa ako pumasok tom! lol! happy independence every filipino out there! hahaha! tandaan nyo, ndi ka magiging malaya kung wala ang mga bayani natin... "bow" hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andaya! kapatid ko nka 3230!! leche! waaaaaaah... malamang iwawala lang ulit nya un tulad ng 6600 nyang wala pang isang buwan nahulog na sa tricycle! haha! ang bitter... lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-115009450075350087?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/115009450075350087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=115009450075350087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115009450075350087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/115009450075350087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/06/ballroom-dancing.html' title='ballroom dancing'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114947260631839459</id><published>2006-06-05T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T09:56:46.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>college</title><content type='html'>malapit na akong magcollege... one year na lang! hanggang ngaun nalilito pa rin ako kung ano ba tlga ang kukunin ko sa college... nun una wala tlga akong balak maging doctor pero ewan ko ba kung bakit parang pwede na sa aking magdoctor... depende rin kung san campus ako, ang kukunin ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;admu:&lt;br /&gt;something bout business saka comsci ang mga mapipili kong kurso rito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ust:&lt;br /&gt;nursing?&lt;br /&gt;something bout sa med hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up:&lt;br /&gt;nursing?&lt;br /&gt;med saka comsci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan lang mga naiisip ko... pero marami pa ring pumapasok sa aking isipan tulad ng culinary arts... hahaa! nalilito pa rin ako pero dapat tlga alam ko na by now ang gusto ko... ang aking kinabukasan na ang nakasalalay rito! haha! grabe ang hirap na hirap tlga ako! haha! gusto ko rin sana mag music kaso ndi pa ako magaling magviolin, haha! habang iniisip ko ang mga ito, napaisip rin ako kung san ako magspecialize if ever doctor na ako... at ito ang pumasok sa aking isipan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"when i grow up, i want to be a cardiologist... i want to fix my broken heart..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaay... speaking of love, ako'y litong lito na... hahaha! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114947260631839459?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114947260631839459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114947260631839459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114947260631839459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114947260631839459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/06/college.html' title='college'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114908618878369757</id><published>2006-05-31T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:36:28.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day plus some other events</title><content type='html'>start muna ako sa some events haha! last sunday as you guys know ay santacruzan, aka sagala... dito sa isang village namin, tawagin nating "Santacruzan: Matanda Edition" aka "Sagada...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sinasagad na ang sagala&lt;/span&gt;!" wahahaha!! im expecting pa nmn some new mggndang faces...lol! kaya me and my friends ended up sa mcdo regalado... papunta roon, may nasalubong kaming nagSasagala sa may main street lol! sayang walang nasagasaan...joke! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that halos wala nang nangyari...wahahhaa! skip na to today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today...ang last day... ang katapusan... the end... ng expert guides! haha! gabe itong araw na ito...ang loner ko!! wahahaha!! so ayan nag mock acet kami kanina, pamatay na problem solving, wahahaha! so aun... halos wala nmng nangyari kaya skip na natin to dismissal! dismissal... ang time kung san ako'y nag-iisa... as in sobra... argh!! kasi nmn eh!! lol... plano kong manood ng x3 sa gateway kasama si mark at bot! pero mga 5pm pa sila...so aun... eh 12nn dismissal namin, kaya ang loner ko! wala akong kasamang maglunch...wala kasing nagyaya sa akin, ang sad... :( haaaaaaaaaay...di bale sanay naman akong nag-iisa...tsk tsk! hahaha ang drama! anyway... pumunta na lang muna ako ng him5 to kill some time... nakita ko si mike at dan doon nagdodota! wahahaha... ako nmn walang ginagawa, naglaro na lang ako ng o2jam ng 1 hour... ang hirap mag o2jam, kakastart ko lang kasi yesterday. so aun... haha! after that pumunta ako ng mcdo nang NAG-IISA... kasi si bot ayaw pumunta ng maaga...tsk tsk! wahahaha...joke lang! so aun... pagkatapos kong kumain, dumating si jomi sa mcdo!! yay may kasama na ako! haha! aun so pagkarating nya roon, nagkwentuhan kami, tinanong pa nga nya kung sino kasama ko... ang kasama ko ay ang aking shadow...in other words... NAG-IISA! wahahaha! sabi nya dapat sumama na lang daw akong naglunch sa kanila... hello? walang naginvite sa akin tsk tsk... as if nmn ipilit ko sarili ko sa kanila? wahahah... para bang galit? nyahahaha... ndi nmn! ako pa! so anyway... nagkwentuhan kami for sometime about sa aming kasawian sa toooooooot... hahaha... at aun dumating na rin ang driver nya at siya'y aalis na... nabanggit ko nga pala ang plano kong mag gateway sa kanya... sabi nya ihahatid na raw nya ako sa lrt station! eh ako wala na rin nmng gagawin, pumayag na. Thanks Jomi! buti ka pa! wahahaha... so first time kong ppnta gateway nang MAG-ISA! hahaha! so pagkarating ko ng gateway, tiningnan ko kung anu time ng x3... pero pagkatingin ko, biglang may nanggulat sa akin. si issa! wahahaha! buti na lang nakita nila ako, ang ganda ng timing ko! wahahaha. manonood sila ng "failure to launch", ako failure to lunch... ang korny! lol... so aun... buti na lang at umabot ako! haha! so nanood na kami... comedy un story! hahaha! aliw xa! lol! so nanood kami ng movie hanggang around 430 i think tapos after that kumain kami! hahaha. kasama ko roo nay si philip, iceman, arbie, lena, shiona, at issa. hahaha! tapos after sometime dumating din si dan! wahahaha! ayan... nasabi ko sa kanilang manonood ako ng x3 at nagyaya ako. so ang mga naging kasama kong manonood ay si dan at lena. si iceman kasi umalis agad, tapos si philip kasabay nia shiona at arbie umuwi.. tapos si issa nmn may rehearsal ata.... so malapit na mag 520... ang original kasama kong manonood noon ay dapat si mark at bot, pero naubusan ako ng bat kaya ndi ko nakontact si bot... haha! buti na lang at napagusapan namin ni mark na magkikita sa may cinema... kaya aun pinauna ko na sina dan at hinintay ko si mark... thank god at dumating din siya! wahahah! so late kami ng mga around 5mins sa k3 pero aus lang... wahahaha! AT LEAST napanood namin un palabas after ng credits haha! so gabi na and we decided to part ways... lol, well actually si dan lang dahil si lena, mark at ako ay sa lrt! sasabay kami ni lena kay mark hanggang ever gotesco commonwealth. so balik katips tapos pmunta kami sa house ng grnadmother ni mark. at dun namin hinintay ang parents nya... nagkwentuhan din kami dun about some stuff at nagrant wahahaha! lalo na un tungkol kay phoenix!! hahaha! tapos aun dumating na un sundo nya at kami'y lumisan na!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114908618878369757?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114908618878369757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114908618878369757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114908618878369757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114908618878369757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/05/last-day-plus-some-other-events.html' title='last day plus some other events'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114879552510713360</id><published>2006-05-28T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T13:52:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last night</title><content type='html'>last night...sobrang scary!! haha! taenang thunderstorm yan! naglalaro ako ng Grandia 3 kagabi tapos aun biglang umulan nang malakas!! dala siguro ng matinding init nun umaga... haha! grabe un storm na yun!! parang first time ko lang makakit ng ganun. todo kulog at kidlat, as in sunod-sunod!! para bang magugunaw na ang mundo (exag) hahaha! so napilitan kaming patayin ang tv, ps2, computer... kaya nag ipod na lang ako haha. pinakinggan ko un So Sick at un female version nya... nakaaaliw! yea huli na nga ako sa music lol but still enjoy xa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habang sinusulat ko ito, nawalan ng dial tone...ampota! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ayun... buti na lang at ndi masyadong nagtagal ang storm na iyon... mga 15mins or so lang. haha! pero grabe the horror! as in sobrang scary! hahaha... un tipong mga thunderstorm pag nasa haunted house hahaha, kulang na lang maging haunted house bahay namin hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nkpapagupi na nga rin pala ako last wednesday, haha! ang hair kong so long ngayon ay so short na! hahaha! ang inipon kong buhok since december ata...naglaho parang bula, well may natira pa! hahaha. right now gusto kong pumunta sa mall of asia!! gusto kong kumain at magshopping! wahahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114879552510713360?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114879552510713360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114879552510713360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114879552510713360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114879552510713360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/05/last-night.html' title='last night'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114830630424099101</id><published>2006-05-22T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:58:24.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past week</title><content type='html'>hmmm matagal-tagal ding ndi ako nkpgupdate! hahaha! so marami-raming nangyari sa aking this past week. tinamad lang tlga ako magsulat yan tuloy nakalimutan ko na un karamihan haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily Morning Routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6am - 730am&lt;br /&gt;Gising&lt;br /&gt;Internet&lt;br /&gt;Kain&lt;br /&gt;Ligo&lt;br /&gt;Bihis&lt;br /&gt;Internet/Chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;730am - around 8 - 9 am&lt;br /&gt;Tricycle papuntang "taxi terminal"&lt;br /&gt;Hintay taxi -&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ito ang pinakamahirap na part! taena! madalas akong inaabot ng 15mins - 30mins nang paghihintay at pagkuha ng taxi lalo na pag monday!! bali ayan darating ako sa terminal tapos pagkabababa ko, swerte na kung may taxi, pag malas...marmaing nakapila! taena nga eh! meron pa ngang magugulang, as in sobra! matanda na nanggugulang pa! as in ikaw na un nakakuha ng taxi, aagawin pa ng hudas!! taena!! or minsan naman, kahit walang pila, wala rin namang dumarating na taxi!! aaaaaaaargh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sakay ng taxi papuntang Katipunan&lt;br /&gt;815 - 12nn&lt;br /&gt;depende sa traffic at kung anong time ako nakasakay, madalas dumarating ako sa expert guides ng 815am! -&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; one time dumating ako ng mga 830 tapos teacher namin un sa english!! taenang english teacher yan! nakakawalang gana!!ilagay raw ba sa attendance ang VL!! taena!! very late!! buti pa un ibang teacher kahit late ako ndi man lang inilalagay un L/VL, puro check!! haha! pinaka astig na teacher namin si Sir Warren!! hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 10am 15mins-20mins break&lt;br /&gt;mcdo time (egg mcmuffin w/ egg + hot chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;tapos balik&lt;br /&gt;tapos tulog/sagutan un test&lt;br /&gt;tapos dismissal na!&lt;br /&gt;tapos mcdo or kahit san pwedeng makakain sa katips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm onwards&lt;br /&gt;madalas akong magpatagal sa katips kasi tinatamad ako umuwi! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;tapos uwi na taxi ulit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DWTL224&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos na rin ang last batch ng sy05-06! masaya xa saka malamig! as in sobra! sa aircon kami natutulog eh wala akong kumot... ndi umubra jacket ko pagkagising ko sa umaga nanginginig ako! hahaha... sayang kung magaling na sana ako magviolin mkkpgviolin ako nun mass... haaaaay... Congrats Brian and Janlee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astig kanina nag enjoy ako!! hahaha! bali dismissal na tapos ngyaya silang mag tapa king (buti na lang at niyaya ako) hehe! i was able to make new friends! weeeeee... ansaya sa tapaking! wahahhaha!! nagbabaraha kami, black jack tapos puro taya piso! wahahah!! tangina nga eh, talo ako ng mga Php8.00!! wahahaha! after nun nagpoker sila eh ndi ako marunong, 3 na lang kaming natira at kamiy naglaro ng heart attack!! tanginang game yan, mapapaheart attack ka tlga eh!! ang gamit pa naming cards ay un sobrang liit!! hahha! as in habang nagbababa ng cards nakatitig kami at nagbibilang...lalo na un marami na xa!! grabe!! nakakaexcite xa! hahaha!! one time as in halos ubos na un cards...nun tumugma na un number sa card, grabe!! natalo ako!! leche!! hahaha! sobrang napasigaw kami!! si Philip, Arbie, at Ako ang naglalaro nun! biruin mo mas malakas ang tili ni Philip (mababa pa un vioce) sobrang benta, ako rin napahiyaw saka parang nagdabog kami ng mabilis... hahaha!! sobrang nakakahiya buti na lang kaunti tao. puro sigaw at tawanan kaming 3!! un ibang nagpopoker natatawa na rin sa amin hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukas... heart attack nnaman!! hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114830630424099101?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114830630424099101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114830630424099101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114830630424099101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114830630424099101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/05/past-week.html' title='past week'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114794530091318981</id><published>2006-05-18T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T17:49:25.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowcard</title><content type='html'>mayroon ba sa inyong fan ng yellowcard dyan? hehe!! grabe, i love their music!! hahaha!! adik na ako sa &lt;a href="http://yellowcardrock.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yellowcard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha! isang week na ata akong todo yelowcad lang pinapakinggan sa ipod ko! i also love the violin part!! nakakainspire! haha! balang araw...gagaling din ako sa violin! ahehehehe... paghuhusayan ko na ito!! grabe astig tlga yellowcard!! hahaha!! fave kong song nila ngaun ay "only one (acoustic)" tapos un iba 2nd fave ko na! haha. ang sarap pakinggan ng acoustic version ng "Only One"! nakakasenti...nakakainlove... pati un violin nakakainlove! hehehe!! i love the violin, kaso ndi pa ako mahal ng violin wahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Only One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Yellowcard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Broken this fragile thing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And I've thrown my words all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;But I can't, I can't give you a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I feel so broken up (so broken up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And I give up (I give up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I just want to tell you so you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Made my mistakes, let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And I can't, I can't hold on for too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ran my whole life in the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And something's breaking up (breaking up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I feel like giving up (like giving up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I won't walk out until you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I let go, there's just no one who gets me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Here I go so dishonestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Leave a note for you my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And I know you can see right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So let me go and you will find someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I let go, there's just no one, no one like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; haaaaaay, you are my only my only one... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sino kaya yun "one" na yan? hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114794530091318981?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114794530091318981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114794530091318981&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114794530091318981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114794530091318981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/05/yellowcard.html' title='Yellowcard'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114770348359930096</id><published>2006-05-15T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:31:23.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Dirty is Your Mind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;DO NOT LOOK DOWN AT THE ANSWER YET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. When I go in I might cause pain. I cause you to spit and ask you not to swallow. I can fill your hole. What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  2. A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you're bored. The best man always has me first. What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  3. I'm spread before I'm eaten. Your tongue gets me off. People sometimes like to lick my nuts. What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  4. I go in hard. I come out soft. You blow me hard. What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  5. All day long it's in and out. I discharge loads from my shaft. Both men and women go down on me. What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  6. I come in many sizes. When I'm not well, I drip. When you blow me you feel good. What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  7. If I miss, I hit your bush. It's my job to stuff your box. When I come, it's news. What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  8. I offer protection. I get the finger ten times. You use your fingers to get me off. What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  9. I assist an erection. Sometimes big balls hang from me. I'm called a big swinger. What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  10. I'm at least 6 inches long. I leave foamy lubrication when engaged in my job. What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Answers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  1. a dentist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  2. a wedding ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  3. peanut butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  4. chewing gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  5. an elevator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  6. a nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  7. a newspaper boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  8. a glove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  9. a crane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  10. a toothbrush, of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114770348359930096?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114770348359930096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114770348359930096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114770348359930096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114770348359930096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-dirty-is-your-mind.html' title='How Dirty is Your Mind?'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114717411980562713</id><published>2006-05-09T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T19:28:39.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minuet 3</title><content type='html'>wala na akong matitle! hahaha! grabe itong morning na ito! punyetang mga matatanda, pati bata ginugulangan! naghihintay ako ng taxi sa "TAMANG" lugar sabay, taena tlga... 4 na taxi ang nanakaw sa akin! pesteng matatanda oh! magulang tlga! argh! nakakainis ikwento un details nun... so ayan, dumaitng ako expert guides...late ako, oh well aus lang! haha. biology ang amin ngaun! lol! so ayan... tinatamad akong seryosohin...parang nagbayad ako ng 7k para lang sa handouts! lol! nakakatamad pa kasi magseryoso eh... so bali ayun, nagkatuwaan lang kami at nagpapasa pasahan ng dala kong FERRERO!! nyahahaha!! ang sarap tlga nun! ferrero lover... wahehehehe! so ayan...after ng expert guides, pumunta kami ng mcdo, grabe andaming tao! haha! so lumabas kami...taena ang init! tapos kasama ko si best seatmate at si gumi! haha. napadaan kami sa greenwich tapos bumili ako pearl coolers! ang sarap ng melon haha. tapos punta kami yellow cab dahil nandun sina carl! tapos kumain kami... after nun tambay ulit kami sa mcdo tapos kumain ako ng sundae! haaaaaaay...haha puro matatamis kinain ko today! tapos around 330 kasama ko na si nix, kasama ko pa rin si best seatmate! haha. punta kami starbucks tapos bumili ulit ako! haha... haaaaaaaaay... nakakatamad, lol! tapos iniisip ko kung magpapagupit na ako, at kung magpagupit man ako, anu nmn kayang style? haha! tapos umuwi na ako at ngpractice ng violin, minuet 3 un piece... hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114717411980562713?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114717411980562713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114717411980562713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114717411980562713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114717411980562713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/05/minuet-3.html' title='minuet 3'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114708839808570451</id><published>2006-05-08T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T19:39:58.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>expert guides</title><content type='html'>grabe! what a day! dumating na ako sa Pinas!! hehe... grabe un upuan namin, same seat din nun pumunt akami ng states! sa "row 88 DEFG" haha! nagland kami sa NAIA nang 5:00am May 8! tapos naghintay kami ng luggage "8 boxes" tapos paglabas namin... wala pa ang aming sundo! hahaha... sa 8 boxes na yun, 4 lang ang amin un natirang 4 ay padala ng ibang tao! lol! so ayun... mga 630 suno-suod dumating un pipickup ng ibang boxes, tapos around 7 dumating un sundo namin! haaaaaaay! makakauwi na rin sa wakas... but no! ako'y dumiretso sa Expert Guides!! ang tibay ! haha... so aun pagpunta ko sa main office nila, nalaman kong ang tunay kong section ay Batch 14 Alvero D, nahiwalay ako sa mga emboys kaya nagtanong ako kung pwedeng magparesection... haha! taena kasi eh... bakit kasi may 8 pa ako dumating! lol! so sabi nun nagbabantay, dun na raw ako magtanong. kaya ayun pumunta ako ng alvero at un isang tga expert guides ay nagtanong kung anu section ko eklat eklat. sabi ko gusto kong lumipat ng section, sa Kostka C! hahaha... tapos ayun, i ended up there! ang saya! wahahaha! buti na lang at pumayag silang doon na ako kasi ndi pa tlga ako handang mag expert guides... wala akong dalang gamit maliban na lang sa inupakan naming choclates! wahahha!! grabe! ang init! buti pa kostka may aircon...kahit sabog un classrooms! hahaha! aun tapos after that may violin lessons pa ako kaya nagstarbucks ako! wahahaha! ang layo nun ah. so ayun, pagkabili ko ng Caramel Frap...haaaaaaaay starbucks... kwentuhan sandali tapos ako'y nagpaalam na! ako'y kumuha ng taxi, taena pihikan mga taxi drivers! nakakains! ang init-init na nga eh... un una kong 2 taxing nakuha, tinanggihan ako! bwiset! tapos may isang lalaking tumulong sa akin, siya ang kumuha ng taxi para sa akin, pumunta xa sa may 7-11 haha, tapos naghihintay ako sa ilalim ng overpass... tapos may lumapit sa aking bata... bwisit nakakainis... "kuya bili ka naman oh", "kuya ilibre mo na lang ako, ako ang kakain", "kuya akin na lang yan"... nakakainis, sinabi na ngang hindi eh...ang kulit pa rin!! maramot ba ako? lol, ndi noh haha! kaya naglakad ako papalapit sa isang pulis or mmda ba un, pagtingin ko sa likod, wala na un bata! haha! tapos ayan dumating na rin un taxi... taenang taxi yan... may +Php50 pang kaeklatan ang nalalaman! punyeta xa, magulang... ang hirap na nga ng buhay eh gagatungan pa ako! pero ndi na ako makatanggi kasi mukhang mahihirapan akong maghanap ng bago... buti na lang at malamig sa taxi nya! siguro sa aircon bayad un dagdag na yun... ahahaha! sa ayan pagkarating ko sa bahay, late na ako para sa violin, kaya ako'y nagmadali... kinuha ko lang un violin ko tapos larga na! taena nag taas na ang fare! nawala lang ako ng 3 weeks eh... lol! dumagdag ng 2piso un tricycle tapos un jeep 50cents! lol! sa ayn dumating na rin ako... waaaaaaaaah... nabobo ulit ako sa violin...3 weeks din kc akong walang practice... haaaaaaaay... kupal nga eh, may isang batang babae na nagaaral din ng violin, pinagtritripan ako! narinig ko ba nmn... "ang ingay nmn nun", "ang tanda na nya"... nakakainis grabe! mga 7yrs old lang ata un bata... haaaaaaaaaay! haha! oh well at least nkpgviolin na rin somehow! tapos aun, umuwi na ako at... sinumulan ko nang gamitin ang aking ipod haha! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114708839808570451?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114708839808570451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114708839808570451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114708839808570451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114708839808570451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/05/expert-guides.html' title='expert guides'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114694589815442007</id><published>2006-05-07T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T04:07:06.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fallin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fallin&lt;/span&gt; - Lea Salonga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid to fly&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;I’m jealous of the people who&lt;br /&gt;Are not afraid to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just that I recall&lt;br /&gt;Back when I was small&lt;br /&gt;Someone promised that they’d catch me&lt;br /&gt;And then they let me fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I’m fallin’&lt;br /&gt;Fallin’ fast again&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always take a fall&lt;br /&gt;When I fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’d think by now I’d learn&lt;br /&gt;Play with fire you get burned&lt;br /&gt;But fire can be oh so warm&lt;br /&gt;And that’s why I return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Turn and walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That’s what I should do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My head says go and find the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My heart says I’ve found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I’m fallin’&lt;br /&gt;Fallin’ fast again&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always take a fall&lt;br /&gt;When I fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me I’m fallin’&lt;br /&gt;Fallin’ fast again&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always take a fall&lt;br /&gt;When I fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it always turns out the same&lt;br /&gt;When I fall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Lovin’ someone, losin’ myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Only got me to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me I’m fallin’&lt;br /&gt;Fallin’&lt;br /&gt;Catch me if you can&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this time I’ll have it all&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’ll make it after all&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this time I won’t fall&lt;br /&gt;When I fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sad... haaaaaaaaaaay... best song to express kung ano ang aking nadarama...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114694589815442007?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114694589815442007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114694589815442007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114694589815442007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114694589815442007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/05/fallin.html' title='fallin'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114693534638792476</id><published>2006-05-07T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T01:09:06.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goin home...</title><content type='html'>babalik na ako sa pilipinas mamaya!! May 6 10:00pm time dito, darating ako May 8 around 5am Philippine time haha! haaaaaaaaay... hassle time na ito! lol! at least ndi ako mabobore hehe... maitutuloy ko na rin un violin lessons ko, magcacatch up pa ako sa expert guides! grabe! hmmmm... ndi pa ako nakakabili ng chocolate!! argh! marami pa nmn akong pasasalubungan... waaaaaaaaaaaah!! hmmm... tapos... andami nmn dalang box! 7 boxes! puro padala ng ibang tao... haha! taena! lol... i missed you guys! and im goin to miss you dude. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114693534638792476?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114693534638792476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114693534638792476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114693534638792476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114693534638792476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/05/goin-home.html' title='goin home...'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114678744988158901</id><published>2006-05-05T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T08:05:18.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>color test</title><content type='html'>nakuha ko un link sa multiply ni &lt;a href="http://patch206.multiply.com/"&gt;patch&lt;/a&gt; hehe... malapit na akong umuwi!! weeee, hassle time haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Existing Situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Imaginative and sensitive; seeking an outlet for these qualities--especially in the company of someone equally sensitive. Interest and enthusiasm are readily aroused by the unusual or the adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Stress Sources&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Has lost the resilience and strength of will necessary to contend with existing difficulties. Feels overtaxed and getting nowhere, but continues to stand his ground and still pursues his objectives with a fierce intensity. This subjects him to intolerable pressure from which he wants to escape, but he cannot bring himself to make the necessary decision. As a result he remains firmly involved in the problem and can neither view it objectively nor get rid of it--he cannot leave it alone and feels he will only be at peace when he has reached his objective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Restrained Characteristics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Circumstances are restrictive and hampering, forcing him to forgo all joys and pleasures for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Feels that he cannot do much about his existing problems and difficulties and that he must make the best of things as they are. Able to achieve satisfaction from &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;sexual activity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;. - lol ? &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Desired Objective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Seeks an affectionate relationship, offering fulfillment and happiness. Capable of powerful emotional enthusiasm. Helpful, and willing to adapt himself if necessary to realize the bond of affection he desires. Needs the same consideration and understanding from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Actual Problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Needs to achieve a stable and peaceful condition, enabling him to free himself of the worry that he may be prevented from achieving all the things he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Actual Problem #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Tensions and stresses induced by trying to cope with conditions which are really beyond his capabilities or reserves of strength have led to considerable anxiety, and a sense of personal (but admitted) inadequacy. He seeks to escape into a more peaceful and problem-free situation, in which he will no longer have to assert himself or contend with so much pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astig ito ah... medyo tumatama! ahihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actual link click &lt;a href="http://colorquiz.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114678744988158901?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114678744988158901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114678744988158901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114678744988158901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114678744988158901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/05/color-test.html' title='color test'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114668591177809325</id><published>2006-05-04T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T03:51:51.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eyes on me</title><content type='html'>i really love that song! yun theme song ng final fantasy viii! kakainloev un song! ganda pa ng melody haha. sarap nyang pakinggan at kantahin (kahit sintunado ako) lalo na't pag inlove! haha... kahit hindi inlove... it'll make you dream somehow(my point of view) haha! ganda rin ng lyrics nya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Eyes on Me&lt;/span&gt; - Faye Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Whenever sang my songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;On the stage, on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Whenever said my words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Wishing they would be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I saw you smiling at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Was it real or just my fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You'd always be there in the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Of this tiny little bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My last night here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Same old songs, just once more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My last night here with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Maybe yes, maybe no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I kind of liked it your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;How you shyly placed your eyes on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh, did you ever know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;That I had mine on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Darling, so there you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;With that look on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;As if you're never hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;As if you're never down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Shall I be the one for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Who pinches you softly but sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If frown is shown then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I will know that you are no dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So let me come to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Close as I wanted to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Close enough for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To feel your heart beating fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And stay there as I whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;How I loved your peaceful eyes on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;did you ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;That I had mine on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Darling, so share with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Your love if you have enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Your tears if your're holding back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Or pain if that's what it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;How can I let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm more than the dress and the voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just reach me out then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You will know that you're not dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Darling, so there you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;With that look on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;As if you're never hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;As if you're never down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Shall I be the one for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Who pinches you softly but sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If frown is shown then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I will know that you are no dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganda ng lyrics noh? gustong - gusto ko tlga un lyrics nya! ... haaaaaaaaay... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114668591177809325?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114668591177809325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114668591177809325&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114668591177809325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114668591177809325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/05/eyes-on-me.html' title='eyes on me'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114641218793965619</id><published>2006-04-30T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:51:07.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change of heart?</title><content type='html'>hindi ko alam kung ano na ang gagawin ko...kaya ko ba talagang lumayo? hahaha... kaya ko pa nmn siguro magtiis... na kaya ko nga dati eh... hahaha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mayro'n akong nais malaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maaari bang magtanong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Alam mo bang matagal na kitang iniibig?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Matagal na akong naghihintay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ngunit mayro'n kang ibang minamahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung kaya't ako'y di o pinapansin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ngunit ganon pa man nais kong malaman mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ang puso kong ito'y para lang sa 'yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nandito ako umiibig sa iyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kahit na nagdurugo ang puso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung sakaling iwanan ka niya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Huwag kang mag-alala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; May nagmamahal sa iyo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nandito ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung ako ay iyong iibigin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Di kailangan ang mangamba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pagkat ako ay para mong alipin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sa iyo lang wala ng iba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ngunit mayro'n ka ng ibang minamahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung kaya't ako'y di o pinapansin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ngunit ganon pa man nais kong malaman mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ang puso kong ito'y para lang sa 'yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nandito ako umiibig sa iyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kahit na nagdurugo ang puso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung sakaling iwanan ka niya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Huwag kang mag-alala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; May nagmamahal sa iyo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nandito ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nandito ako umiibig sa iyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kahit na nagdurugo ang puso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung sakaling iwanan ka niya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Huwag kang mag-alala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; May nagmamahal sa iyo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nandito ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nandito ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114641218793965619?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114641218793965619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114641218793965619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114641218793965619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114641218793965619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/change-of-heart.html' title='change of heart?'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114632649889590321</id><published>2006-04-30T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T10:39:27.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tcbaibai</title><content type='html'>hahah... astig yan line na yan un nasa title, galing sa friend ko hehe! la lang... tapos na ang aking 2nd week sa states, uuwi na ako sa may 6! haha! hmmm... ppunta na kami disney land mamaya maya... lol!! guys ipm nyo sa akin ang gusto nyong chocolate! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember nyo ba un "i give up" entry ko? wahaha... nagiisip ako kanina... i guess, i really need to do that... im starting to hate love once again...haha taena! i don't want to hate it again completely kaya ititigil ko na ang kahibangan kong ito... hahaha! ako na lang ang lalayo, i'll stop it na. ndi ko na nga kaya ito... bkt ba palagi akong nasaaktan?... taena tlga haha! hmmmm... sawa na akong maging tanga haha. wala na atang pumapasok ng maayos sa aking isipan, wala rin akong maisulat na... bumabalik nanaman ako sa dati...ang pagiging isang sawi! nyahahhaha!! may nagcomment nga sa akin dun sa isa kong entry saying na " life is happier when you are happier..." haaaaaay... sasaya nga ba ako pagginawa ko ito? siguro hindi, sana oo...para ndi na ako ulit masasaktan... parang sunod-sunod na lang akong nasasaktan... haha! im so sick...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may naalala ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it oepns up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Neil Gaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever you read this entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala kang ginawang masama, nangarap lang talaga ako ng mataas...haha thank you for everything, i hope maging masaya ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tcbaibai :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114632649889590321?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114632649889590321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114632649889590321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114632649889590321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114632649889590321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/tcbaibai.html' title='tcbaibai'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114619955143063092</id><published>2006-04-28T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T21:49:09.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolates anyone?</title><content type='html'>Malapit na kaming umuwi! May 6 dito ang uwi namin, May 8 ang dating namin diyan saPinas! hahaha! so ayun... nabobore na ako dito, buong araw akong nasa bahay ngaun. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napaisip ako... magmigrate kaya ako sa states? hahaha... dati 0% ako, ayaw na ayaw kong magmigrate...ewan ko ba kung bakit bigla akong medyo napabago ang isip... maybe because... haaaaaaaay.... ndi ko masabi, hahaha...maybe because, i want to have at least 0.01% chance ? lol! oh well...tapos if ever dito ako magcollege, kaya kaya namin ang tuition? ...poor lang nmn kami... hmmmm... im so confused! lol!! bkt din kaya sobrang baba ng tingin ko sa sarili ko...? argh... madali rin akong sumuko sa ibang bagay, dahil nga ba iyun sa aking katamaran o dahil sa baba ng tingin ko sa sarili ko? or both? hahaha....taena! feeling ko tlga wala akong kwenta! wahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;hmmm... napaisip din ako... dapat pla pinigilan ko na sarili ko nun una pa lang na mahulog! posible nga kaya yun? once you fall...tapos walang makapitan...imposibleng itigil nang hindi masasaktan...dia pagmahulog ka titigil ka lang pagmay nkapitan ko or babagsak ka ng walang sasalo or sana saluhin ka... gets nyo ba? hahaha... pero habang ako'y nahuhulog, siya'y lumulutang... kay sarap niyang tingnan...alam ko nang hindi siya ang sasalo sa akin... wala nang sasalo.... hahaha! hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaay...lol! may ipod na ako! weeeeeee.... kakatakot mag dl dito! haha... bka mahuli! pagbalik ko na lang ng Pinas! hehehe... bumili rin ako bagong shoes! mgnda siya kaso medyo masakit sa paa...pero medyo nasasanay na rin ako! wahahaha! gusto ko ng xbox360!! wahahaha... pero hihintayin ko na lang un ps3! dapat din bibili ako KH2 dito kc gusto ko sana orig...hahaha, pero sa chocolate ko na lang gagastusin iyon! hmm...tapos hassle na tlga pagdating ko hehehe... summer review na! weeeeeeee... may pera nnmn ako! hahaha... kasama ko na ulit ang aking friends! ano gusto nyong chocolate!? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina nga pala sa YM... someone's booting me!! taena niya! lol! feeling ko kilala ko siya! hahaha... oh well! YM lang nmn iyon, hindi iyon panghabambuhay... at least ako may kaibigan! hahahaha... sometime this week bka iupload ko na un photos namin hahaha! saka sometime this week din ppnta kami disney land! nyahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all i wanted is to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... nyak! nyahahaha! miss ko na kayo!! haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114619955143063092?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114619955143063092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114619955143063092&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114619955143063092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114619955143063092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/chocolates-anyone.html' title='Chocolates anyone?'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114598380952492591</id><published>2006-04-26T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T00:52:31.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True or False ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Can you guess which of the following are true and which are false?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Apples, not caffeine, are more efficient at waking you up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Alfred Hitchcock didn't have a belly button.&lt;br /&gt;3. A pack-a-day smoker will lose approximately 2 teeth every 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;4. People do not get sick from cold weather; it's from being indoors a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;5. When you sneeze, all bodily functions stop, even your heart!&lt;br /&gt;6. Only 7 per cent of the population are lefties.&lt;br /&gt;7. Forty people are sent to the hospital for dog bites every minute.&lt;br /&gt;8. Babies are born without kneecaps. They don't appear until they are 2-6 years old.&lt;br /&gt;9. The average person over 50 will have spent 5 years waiting in lines.&lt;br /&gt;10. The toothbrush was invented in 1498.&lt;br /&gt;11. The average housefly lives for one month.&lt;br /&gt;12. 40,000 Americans are injured by toilets each year.&lt;br /&gt;13. A coat hanger is 44 inches long when straightened.&lt;br /&gt;14. The average computer user blinks 7 times a minute.&lt;br /&gt;15. Your feet are bigger in the afternoon than any other time of day.&lt;br /&gt;16. Most of us have eaten a spider in our sleep.&lt;br /&gt;17. The REAL reason ostriches stick their head in the sand is to&lt;br /&gt;search for water.&lt;br /&gt;18. The only two animals that can see behind themselves without&lt;br /&gt;turning their heads are the rabbit and the parrot.&lt;br /&gt;19. John Travolta turned down the starring roles in "An Officer and a Gentleman" and "Tootsie."&lt;br /&gt;20. Michael Jackson owns the rights to the South Carolina State anthem.&lt;br /&gt;21. In most television commercials advertising milk, a mixture of white paint and a little thinner is used in place of the milk.&lt;br /&gt;22. Prince Charles and Prince William NEVER travel on the same airplane, just in case there is a crash.&lt;br /&gt;23. The first Harley Davidson motorcycle built in 1903 used a tomato can for a carburetor.&lt;br /&gt;24. Most hospitals make money by selling the umbilical cords cut from women who give birth. They are used in vein transplant surgery.&lt;br /&gt;25. Humphrey Bogart was related to Princess Diana. They were 7th cousins.&lt;br /&gt;26. If coloring weren't added to Coca-Cola, it would be green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are all true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Now go back and think about #16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;---------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck! ... lol, sana hindi ako kasama sa isa sa mga nakakain ng spider hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Beware...this is dusgusting&lt;/span&gt;! Click &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://ardent.nebullus.com/spidershake.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if interested...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114598380952492591?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114598380952492591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114598380952492591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114598380952492591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114598380952492591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/true-or-false.html' title='True or False ?'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114585360891869746</id><published>2006-04-24T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T12:43:34.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;napulot ko lang ulit sa net haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY  -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ito birthday ko hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious and serious - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to teach and be taught - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;pwede...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;ah...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes to criticize - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;*whistles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking and productive -&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; right...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart, neat and organised - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ndi ako smart eh haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive and has deep thoughts -&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; siguro nga...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to make others happy - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i hope so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm a very quiet person hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather reserved - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly attentive - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;masarap matulog 'pag may nagsasalita sa harap hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds -&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; i'm healthy!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic but has difficulties expressing love - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;no comment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves children - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;cute ng mga bata!(below 4 y/o) hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;TRUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs to improve social abilities - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;tingin ko nga...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily jealous &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;- no comment...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;FEBRUARY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstract thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Loves reality and abstract&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and clever&lt;br /&gt;Changing personality&lt;br /&gt;Temperamental&lt;br /&gt;Quiet, shy and humble&lt;br /&gt;Low self esteem&lt;br /&gt;Honest and loyal&lt;br /&gt;Determined to reach goals&lt;br /&gt;Loves freedom&lt;br /&gt;Rebellious when restricted&lt;br /&gt;Loves aggressiveness&lt;br /&gt;Too sensitive and easily hurt&lt;br /&gt;Showing anger easily&lt;br /&gt;Dislike unnecessary things&lt;br /&gt;Loves making friends but rarely shows it&lt;br /&gt;Daring and stubborn&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious&lt;br /&gt;Realising dreams and hopes&lt;br /&gt;Sharp&lt;br /&gt;Loves entertainment and leisure&lt;br /&gt;Romantic on the inside not outside&lt;br /&gt;Superstitious and ludicrous&lt;br /&gt;Spendthrift&lt;br /&gt;Learns to show emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;MARCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attractive personality&lt;br /&gt;Affectionate&lt;br /&gt;Shy and reserved&lt;br /&gt;Secretive&lt;br /&gt;Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;Loves peace and serenity&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive to others&lt;br /&gt;Loves to serve others&lt;br /&gt;Not easily angered&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;Appreciative and returns kindness&lt;br /&gt;Observant and assess others&lt;br /&gt;Revengeful&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dream and fantasize&lt;br /&gt;Loves travelling&lt;br /&gt;Loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Hasty decisions in choosing partnersLoves home decors&lt;br /&gt;Musically talented&lt;br /&gt;Loves special things&lt;br /&gt;Moody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;APRIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active and dynamic&lt;br /&gt;Decisive and haste but tends to regret&lt;br /&gt;Attractive and affectionate to oneself&lt;br /&gt;Strong mentality&lt;br /&gt;Loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Diplomatic&lt;br /&gt;Consoling&lt;br /&gt;Friendly and solves people's problems&lt;br /&gt;Brave and fearless&lt;br /&gt;Adventurous&lt;br /&gt;Loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;Suave and generous&lt;br /&gt;Emotional&lt;br /&gt;Revengeful&lt;br /&gt;Aggressive&lt;br /&gt;Hasty&lt;br /&gt;Good memory&lt;br /&gt;Moving&lt;br /&gt;Motivate oneself and the others&lt;br /&gt;Sickness usually of the head and chest&lt;br /&gt;Easily get too jealous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;MAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted&lt;br /&gt;Strong-willed and highly motivated&lt;br /&gt;Sharp thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Easily angered&lt;br /&gt;Attracts others and loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Deep feelings&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful physically and mentally&lt;br /&gt;Firm standpoint&lt;br /&gt;Easily influenced&lt;br /&gt;Needs no motivation&lt;br /&gt;Easily consoled&lt;br /&gt;Systematic (left brain)&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dream&lt;br /&gt;Strong clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt;Understanding&lt;br /&gt;Sickness usually in the ear and neck&lt;br /&gt;Good imagination&lt;br /&gt;Good debating skills&lt;br /&gt;Good physical&lt;br /&gt;Weak breathing&lt;br /&gt;Loves literature and the arts&lt;br /&gt;Loves travelling&lt;br /&gt;Dislike being at home&lt;br /&gt;Restless&lt;br /&gt;Not having many children&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking&lt;br /&gt;High spirited&lt;br /&gt;Spendthrift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;JUNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinks far with vision&lt;br /&gt;Easily influenced by kindness&lt;br /&gt;Polite and soft-spoken&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of ideas&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;Active mind&lt;br /&gt;Hesitating&lt;br /&gt;Tends to delay&lt;br /&gt;Choosy and always wants the best&lt;br /&gt;Temperamental&lt;br /&gt;Funn y and humorous&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke&lt;br /&gt;Good debating skills&lt;br /&gt;Talkative&lt;br /&gt;Daydreamer&lt;br /&gt;Friendly&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to make friends&lt;br /&gt;Abiding&lt;br /&gt;Able to show character&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt&lt;br /&gt;Prone to getting colds&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dress up&lt;br /&gt;Easily bored&lt;br /&gt;Fussy&lt;br /&gt;Seldom show emotions&lt;br /&gt;Takes time to recover when hurt&lt;br /&gt;Brand conscious&lt;br /&gt;Executive&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;Those who loves me are enemies&lt;br /&gt;Those who hates me are friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;JULY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to fathom and to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed&lt;br /&gt;Has reputation&lt;br /&gt;Easily consoled&lt;br /&gt;Honest&lt;br /&gt;Concern about people's feelings&lt;br /&gt;Friendly&lt;br /&gt;Approachable&lt;br /&gt;Very emotional&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable and temperamental&lt;br /&gt;Moody and easily hurt&lt;br /&gt;Witty and sarky&lt;br /&gt;Sentimental&lt;br /&gt;Neither forgives nor forgets&lt;br /&gt;Caring and loving&lt;br /&gt;Strong sense of sympathy&lt;br /&gt;Judge people through observations&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Always broods about the past and the old friends&lt;br /&gt;Likes to be quiet&lt;br /&gt;Waits for friends&lt;br /&gt;Not aggressive unless provoked&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt and takes long to recover&lt;br /&gt;Overly concerned&lt;br /&gt;Puts in effort in work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;AUGUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke&lt;br /&gt;Attractive&lt;br /&gt;Suave and caring&lt;br /&gt;Brave and fearless&lt;br /&gt;Firm and has leadership qualities&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to console others&lt;br /&gt;Too generous and egoistic&lt;br /&gt;Takes high pride of oneself&lt;br /&gt;Thirsty for praises&lt;br /&gt;Extraordinary spirit&lt;br /&gt;Easily angered&lt;br /&gt;Angry when provoked&lt;br /&gt;Easily jealous&lt;br /&gt;Observant&lt;br /&gt;Careful and cautious&lt;br /&gt;Thinks quickly&lt;br /&gt;Independent thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Loves to lead and to be led&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dream&lt;br /&gt;Talented in the arts, music and defence&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive but not petty&lt;br /&gt;Poor resistance against illnesses&lt;br /&gt;Learns to relax&lt;br /&gt;Hasty and rushy&lt;br /&gt;Romantic&lt;br /&gt;Loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;Loves to make friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;SEPTEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suave and compromising&lt;br /&gt;Careful, cautious and organised&lt;br /&gt;Likes to point out people's mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Likes to criticize&lt;br /&gt;Quiet but able to talk well&lt;br /&gt;Calm and cool&lt;br /&gt;Kind and sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;Concerned and detailed&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy, loyal and honest&lt;br /&gt;Does work well&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;Thinking&lt;br /&gt;Good memory&lt;br /&gt;Clever and knowledgeable&lt;br /&gt;Loves to look for information&lt;br /&gt;Must control oneself when criticising&lt;br /&gt;Able to motivate oneself&lt;br /&gt;Understanding&lt;br /&gt;Secretive&lt;br /&gt;Loves sports, leisure and travelling&lt;br /&gt;Hardly shows emotions&lt;br /&gt;Tends to bottle up feelings&lt;br /&gt;Choosy especially in relationships&lt;br /&gt;Loves wide things&lt;br /&gt;Systematic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;OCTOBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to chat&lt;br /&gt;Loves those who loves him&lt;br /&gt;Loves to takes things at the centre&lt;br /&gt;Attractive and suave&lt;br /&gt;Inner and physical beauty&lt;br /&gt;Does not lie or pretend&lt;br /&gt;Sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;Treats friends importantly&lt;br /&gt;Always making friends&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt but recovers easily&lt;br /&gt;Bad tempered&lt;br /&gt;Selfish&lt;br /&gt;Seldom helps unless asked&lt;br /&gt;Daydreamer&lt;br /&gt;Very opinionated&lt;br /&gt;Does not care of what others think&lt;br /&gt;Emotional&lt;br /&gt;Decisive&lt;br /&gt;Strong clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt;Loves to travel, the arts and literature&lt;br /&gt;Soft-spoken, loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;Romantic&lt;br /&gt;Touchy and easily jealous&lt;br /&gt;Concerned&lt;br /&gt;Loves outdoors&lt;br /&gt;Just and fair&lt;br /&gt;Spendthrift and easily influenced&lt;br /&gt;Easily lose confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has a lot of ideas&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to fathom&lt;br /&gt;Thinks forward&lt;br /&gt;Unique and brilliant&lt;br /&gt;Extraordinary ideas&lt;br /&gt;Sharp thinking&lt;br /&gt;Fine and strong clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt;Can become good doctors&lt;br /&gt;Careful and cautious&lt;br /&gt;Dynamic in personality&lt;br /&gt;Secretive&lt;br /&gt;Inquisitive&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to dig secrets&lt;br /&gt;Always thinking&lt;br /&gt;Less talkative but amiable&lt;br /&gt;Brave and generous&lt;br /&gt;Patient&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted&lt;br /&gt;If there is a will, there is a way&lt;br /&gt;Determined&lt;br /&gt;Never give up&lt;br /&gt;Hardly become angry unless provoked&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Thinks differently from others&lt;br /&gt;Sharp-minded&lt;br /&gt;Motivates oneself&lt;br /&gt;Does not appreciates praises&lt;br /&gt;High-spirited&lt;br /&gt;Well-built and tough&lt;br /&gt;Deep love and emotions&lt;br /&gt;Romantic&lt;br /&gt;Uncertain in relationships&lt;br /&gt;Homely&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking&lt;br /&gt;High abilities&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;Honest and keeps secrets&lt;br /&gt;Not able to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;control emotions&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;DECEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and generous&lt;br /&gt;Patriotic&lt;br /&gt;Active in games and interactions&lt;br /&gt;Impatient and hasty&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious&lt;br /&gt;Influential in organizations&lt;br /&gt;Loves to socialize&lt;br /&gt;Loves praises&lt;br /&gt;Loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Honest and trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;Not pretending&lt;br /&gt;Short tempered and egoistic&lt;br /&gt;Takes high pride in oneself&lt;br /&gt;Hates restrictions&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke&lt;br /&gt;Good sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;Logical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kagagaling ko lang ng san francisco. binisita namin ang aming realtives tapos ayun namasyal nnmn! hahaha... haaaaaaaaaaay... 2 weeks pa! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114585360891869746?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114585360891869746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114585360891869746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114585360891869746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114585360891869746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/weeeeeeeeee.html' title='weeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114566427084417402</id><published>2006-04-22T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T11:54:02.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from las vegas</title><content type='html'>kanikanina lang marami akong kwentong maaring maibahagi! hmmm... 3 days kami sa vegas! grabe... lantaran tlga doon! nyahahha... astig the lights, tapos mas mainit dun compared sa LA pero mas malamig pa rin kaysa sa Pinas wahahah! naghotel kami dun for 3 days, un isa sa pinkacheap na hotel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe may nakita akong isang mgndang girl as in maganda sa vegas!! filipina siya imo, i saw her with her mom eh, eh un mom nya narinig kong nagtagalog! shet!! ang ganda tlga nun girl na yun! i bet she's around 16 - 18 y/o haha! lol! ang ganda niya sobra!! may gawd!! sobrang, shet!! hahaha... naka eye contact ko nga eh kasi medyo mgkatabi kami somehow. wahehhehe! sayang ndi ko ningitian... hahaha! ndi ako sanay ngumiti eh, lalo na un time na un! i was in awe!! wahahah!! ang ganda niya!! love at first sight ba ito!? nyahahah! kaya ndi ako masyadong makatulog ng maayos!! tapos winiwish kong makita ko sana siya the coming days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyhahahaha! astig rin un isang mall doon or a shopping center maybe! who cares!? basta ang ganda ng tinda...for elites nyahahah! "The Forums Shops" un name, nakakalula un presyo ng gamit! ang ganda ng lugar, ang mahal ng bilihin, hanggang window shopping lng tuloy ako... :( haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bale sa 3rd day namin, kami'y nagtour sa grand canyon. gus2 ko sana un helicopter kaso ang mahal eh!! at least sa land, kahuit mahaba biyahe, nakaaaliw! (wish ko rin sana makita ko ulit un girl, mag tour din sana sila sa grand canyon)  haha. pagdating sa grand canyon, ndi ako napa "wow, whoa, beautiful, incredible, etc..." ako'y napa... "ang init naman dito!" hahaha. mas maganda pa siya sa pictures kaysa sa personal bwahahha. ang sama ko! (sayang...wala un girl...) lol! tapos ayan bumalik na kami sa vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so ayan, tapos today, bumalik na kami sa LA. on the way home nag Starbucks ako!! nyahahah!! shet...adik na ako doon. i tried their java chip haha! astig! lol! hmmm... nacompare ko un prices dito saka sa pinas, halos parehas lang un price eh, hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan... so tomorrow, San Francisco naman kami, goin to visit the Rust...Golden Gate Bridge, para s amga kapatid ko haha. saka un relative namin doon. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114566427084417402?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114566427084417402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114566427084417402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114566427084417402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114566427084417402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-from-las-vegas.html' title='back from las vegas'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114522309056667798</id><published>2006-04-17T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T11:24:41.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>...i don't really know what i'm feeling right now... infatuation or love? loneliness or fear? or the combination of all? i'm confused! haaaaaaaay... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, ndi ko alam kung anong maisusulat ko ngayon. marami akong gustong sabihin ngunit tila walang lumalabas na salita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kay tayog ng aking pangarap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abot tanaw ngunit 'di maabot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;darating kaya ang araw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na ito'y makamtan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o hihintayin na lamang mahulog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa balon ng karimlan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... haaaaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dahan-dahang nahuhulog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may sasalo kaya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o panonooring bumagsak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at masira nang tuluyan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hahaha... random thoughts lol! haaaaaay im so bored... walang magawa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114522309056667798?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114522309056667798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114522309056667798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114522309056667798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114522309056667798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/emo.html' title='emo'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114516752502825862</id><published>2006-04-16T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T14:05:25.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pr102</title><content type='html'>nasa states na ako!! astig may pc dito sa bahay ng tita ko! yay!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe yun flight!! hahaha... ang boring! pero napanood ko yun HP saka Narnia hahaha! magnda na rin sana kaso yun tao dun sa harap ko itinataas yun kamay kaya nkakairita! as in sobra!! argh... bago pa pala yun... taenang mga presyo ng inumin sa airport! Php45 para sa tropicana, sodas in can, mineral water!! grabe!! over priced masyado!! haaaaaay... nakakatawa yun nasa harap ko rin dahil yun anak nya pinagtritripan siya!! hahaha... ang taray bata pa lang!! nyahahha!! sa tuesday punta raw kami Vegas... haaaaaaaay... cge, bka magdagdag na lang din ako ng pics sometime around hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114516752502825862?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114516752502825862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114516752502825862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114516752502825862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114516752502825862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/pr102.html' title='pr102'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114508342277723286</id><published>2006-04-15T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T14:43:42.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Infinity and Beyond</title><content type='html'>haay... all my bags are packed im ready to go... coz im leaving on a plane aat 10pm and i'll comeback on may... ooh i have to go... dream about the days to come... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaay... salamat guys, babalik ako sa may5! kita kits sa expert guides!! thank you for reading my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm... if ever mkpginternet ako dun, i'll update you guys hehe!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114508342277723286?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114508342277723286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114508342277723286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114508342277723286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114508342277723286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-infinity-and-beyond.html' title='To Infinity and Beyond'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114501280941781069</id><published>2006-04-14T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T22:29:37.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did for love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Babala:&lt;/span&gt; Mahabang story ito... maganda siya... if you have time, read it...&lt;br /&gt;napulot ko lang ulit ito sa net haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;kung tatamarin naman kayo, basahin niyo na lang yun "20 reasons why i love you" haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;--------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 1******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 17, 1999: My name is Mina Nam. I’m 19, still very young, but I am dying. Not right now but my life is slowly fading away as I’m writing my story. At this moment I’m sitting at ‘our’ spot. Mine and Eun Ji Won, the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;The sun is slowly beginning to set over the lake. I took a glance at my reflection in the water. My outside looks have changed drastically within the past few months, but the water reflected the true me. Inside I’m still the same person.&lt;br /&gt;I have done and given so much for love but never once, have I received it back from Ji Won. There are times that I wanted to tell him everything that I’ve done for him and make him love me back. But I can’t. Love is not selfish.&lt;br /&gt;So I did what felt right. I keep giving Ji Won my love and I never asked for his love in return. Even though I’ll leave this world pretty soon, my love for him will still remain. My story begins when I first met Ji Won six years ago on this one fateful day. It all started out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 2******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 31, 1993&lt;br /&gt;“You better come back here you good for nothing brat!”&lt;br /&gt;I covered my ears with my palms. That was my stepmother calling me. Her voice sounds murderous and I didn’t want to face her today. She had slapped and hit me too much already. I’m afraid I can’t take it anymore so I hid in my closet. I peeked through the crack in my closet and saw my stepmom with a really pissed off look on her face. She was holding that stick that I’m always afraid of. I winced thinking about how much it would hurt if she hits me with it again.&lt;br /&gt;I’m just thirteen and whoever said 13 was an unlucky number, they were right. My mom had died when I was just turning ten. Before she died she told me that I was the most beautiful girl in the world and how proud she was to be my mother. She said even though she’ll be gone, her love is with me always.&lt;br /&gt;Tears rolled down my cheeks. ‘If you love me mommy, how can you be so selfish to leave me?’ So now when I had turn 13 my dad had married Mok Young A, who is my stepmom today. She was a cold-hearted woman who tortured me all day. Any self-esteem I had for myself was shattered and I was living a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;My closet door suddenly opened. “There you are you wicked girl!” My stepmom started cussing at me as she pulled me out and threw me onto the floor. I began to tremble because I knew what was going to happen next.&lt;br /&gt;*Whack whack whack.*&lt;br /&gt;I cried out in pain but I knew that no one is going to hear my cries. I desperately began to gasp for air. My heart was aching again. I couldn’t breathe.&lt;br /&gt;“Not again! Don’t you see how much you’re costing your father and me with your heart problems? If it wasn’t for all these medical bills we wouldn’t be so poor now!”&lt;br /&gt;I had this heart condition where air would suddenly shut off and I couldn’t breathe. The doctors are trying to save me by giving me a respirator and pills, but they’re not sure how much longer I’ll be able to live. My dad (who was a pathetic excuse for a man) came in. He looked down at me with sorrowful eyes. He held my stepmom’s arm lightly and said, “I think she had enough. You don’t want her to have another attack. Calm down and let’s have dinner.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s why I’m hitting her!” she yelled. “She got detention and stayed after school for an hour. She was supposed to be home to go buy food for dinner and make it. Your daughter is so evil. She wants me to starve or something!”&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t get detention. The teacher wanted to talk to me about-"&lt;br /&gt;But I was cut off by the whack of my stepmom’s stick. I cried silently in pain and turned away. I didn’t want to look at her. My dad said, “Well, dinner’s just going to be a little late today. Mina, say sorry to your mom.”&lt;br /&gt;Despite the pain, I managed to say, “Sorry mom. Please forgive me.”&lt;br /&gt;My dad handed me some money. “Here. Go buy food to make mee-yuk-gook tonight.” My stepmom’s temper simmered down a little as my dad lead her out of my room.&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the money and headed for the store. Mr. Choi, the owner of Choi Food Market, shook his head as I walked in. He knew what kind of hell I was going through. I finished my shopping and checked out.&lt;br /&gt;“That’ll be $3.49.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?” I asked. “Umm…Mr. Choi. That’s impossible. With all this stuff it should be around $15.”&lt;br /&gt;“I know Mina.” Mr. Choi gave me a sad smile. “The exact price is $14.32. Why don’t you keep the change for yourself?”&lt;br /&gt;I opened my mouth in shock. “Mr. Choi…I..I can’t do that,” I said as I handed him 20. He only took five. “No. Keep it. I know that stepmom of yours don’t give you any money.” I looked up at Mr. Choi with tears in my eyes. Here he was, just a friend reaching out to me. I said thanks and headed for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 3******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take a shortcut home but as I passed the alley, a hand pulled me in. I was knocked to the ground and a shadow hovered over me. I began to scream but the same hand covered my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;“Shut up or I’ll kill you!”&lt;br /&gt;I shut my mouth instantly. I didn’t want to die yet. In the moon’s reflection I got a good look of my attacker. It was a boy who looked a little bit older than me. His face and clothes were dirty but he had really good features so I could tell he was extremely good-looking. But this was not a time to think about such things.&lt;br /&gt;He held a table knife at my throat and said, “Give me all your money or I’ll kill you.” I panicked but I knew what to do. I used the move I wanted to use on my stepmom every time she pinned me down and hit me. I kicked him hard right into his family jewels. He gasped and fell to the floor, dropping the knife. I picked up my groceries and ran.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can call me the dumbest person alive. I was afraid I had kicked the boy too hard and permanently damaged him. Besides, since my life is hell already, I didn’t want him to go through it too. So I turned back.&lt;br /&gt;When I came back to the alley, the boy was still lying on the floor. He was moaning softly. I lifted him up gently. “Are you okay?” I asked. He shook his head no. “I’m sorry,” I said to him. I reached into my pocket and pulled the money Mr. Choi gave me. “If you need money, then here. All I have is ten dollars.”&lt;br /&gt;I placed the money in his hand and walked away. He looked at me with this weird _expression that I couldn’t read. I picked up my groceries and this time I left without turning back. I could tell the boy was watching me as I was walking away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 4******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won stared at the girl who had just walked away. ‘She must be the nicest or dumbest person in this world,’ he thought. He began to stand up but had to use the wall for balance. That girl had kicked him a little too hard. Ji Won had just run away from home again. He had ran away so many times that the alley was his second home. When he ran away he always stole his parents’ money.&lt;br /&gt;They were the richest people in all of Hawaii but they were also the most messed up family. His dad would have a lot of women with him and would betray a friend if it would bring him money. His mom, on the other hand, was an exact duplicate of his dad. She always had these young men around her and spends money like crazy. His parents were divorced and lived on opposite ends of Hawaii. ‘*bleep* and bastard,’ thought Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;When he ran away this time, he didn’t have the chance to steal any money from his dad. So he had no choice but to rob somebody. When he saw the young girl walking out of the store, she seemed to be the perfect target. But things didn’t turn out as planned.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won kept wondering why the girl gave him the money even though he could have killed her. Ji Won knew he couldn’t take the money because she was the first person in his messed up life that was nice to him because she wanted to be, not because she wanted something from him. He wanted to give the money back. When he gained some of his strength back, he began to chase her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 5******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home, I was greeted by the usual words. ‘Ugly wretch, wicked girl, freeloader, etc.’ but luckily I made it through dinner fine. When dinner ended, my parents went to sleep leaving me with the dishes. I cleaned the table and washed the dishes. I also took out the trash and then suddenly I felt someone grab me from behind.&lt;br /&gt;My attacker turned me around to face him. It was the same boy I met in the alley. I began to panic. “I gave you all my money already! What more do you want from me?” He raised a finger to his lips and tried to shush me. I felt one of my attacks coming on. I started to hyperventilate and couldn’t breathe. I was beginning to black out.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked at the girl who looked like she was going to die. “Oh my God! Are you okay?” This time it was the girl’s turn to shake her head no. Then she collapsed in his arms. Ji Won didn’t know what to do but he had to save her life. He began to give her mouth to mouth. “Come on,” he whispered to her. “Breathe. Don’t die on me.” After a while she began coughing and opened her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes and saw a blurry object heading towards me. Then I felt something soft pressing against my lips and I felt a gust of air. Then I realized the boy was giving me air. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I blushed and gently pushed him away. “Thank you for saving me. I’m okay now.”&lt;br /&gt;The boy turned slightly red. “Uhh…you’re welcome. You kinda scared me there.” “Sorry about that. Well, what is it that you want from me?”&lt;br /&gt;“Here.” He handed me back the same ten dollars I had given him. I looked up at him. “No, it’s okay. Keep it. I think you need it or you wouldn’t have tried to rob me.” He shook his head. “No. I just wanted to borrow it only. I don’t take charity. Well, goodbye.”&lt;br /&gt;Just as he walked away, I heard his stomach grumble. I bit my tongue so I wouldn’t laugh. Since he didn’t take charity, I said, “Um, hey. I just made some food and I don’t know if it’s good or not. I need a guinea pig because I don’t want to serve it to my parents if it isn’t and besides, you did save my life. Ji Won looked at her. ‘Why is she being so nice to me?’ he thought. He knew she was just saying that because she heard him say he doesn’t want charity. Ji Won’s stomach was growling like crazy. He hasn’t ate for 2 days already and the mention of food was killing him. “Uh, okay. I guess I’ll be your guinea pig since I have nothing to do.” He studied her face as she smiled at him. ‘She’s pretty,’ he thought as he smiled back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 6******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let the boy wait outside as I got some of the leftover mee-yuk-gook for him. He finished it in less than a minute. Then he leaned back and sighed. Out of nowhere, he let out a burp. I had to giggle. He looked at me and smiled. “Sorry about that.”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s okay.”&lt;br /&gt;I hesitated before I asked him the next question. “Umm…so what’s your name?” He glanced at me and then stared at the ground. I could tell he was debating to tell me his real name or not. I didn’t want him to feel obligated to telling me his name. “It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked at her surprised. “No! It isn’t that!” he yelled. She stared back at him surprised too. Then he lowered his voice. “I’m sorry. Please don’t misunderstand.” She nodded her head slowly and Ji Won can tell that she was confused. Ji Won felt that he could trust her and he wanted her to be his friend.&lt;br /&gt;“My name is Eun Ji Won and you are?”&lt;br /&gt;“Nam Mi-Na, but call me Mina. It’s easier to remember.” Then she gave him the sweetest smile. Ji Won felt his heart beat a little faster when she smiled at him. He blushed and looks away. “So uh, how old are you?”&lt;br /&gt;“13,” she replied. “And you Ji Wonee?”&lt;br /&gt;He smiled when she called him that. “I’m 15,” he said turning back to look at her. “15?” I asked in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won nodded. “Where are your parents oppa? You’re too young to be living in the streets.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I can take care of myself.” I gave him a doubting look because he was trying to pull that tough guy act on me. “It’s okay though,” he told me. “I have a family. It’s just that things are bad at home so I’m just getting away from it for a while.” ‘So he ran away,’ I figured out.&lt;br /&gt;I could tell that Ji Won was a good person. “Do you have a place to stay tonight?” He shook his head. “How about staying in my room then,” I offered.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won couldn’t believe his ears. He stared at Mina. ‘Did she just offer him a place to stay?’ “Ji Won?” Mina asked as she waved a hand in front of his face. “Are you okay?” Ji Won shook his head and snapped out of it. She placed her hand on his knee. “Oppa, I asked if you want to stay in my room for tonight?” Ji Won was so touched that he felt his heartache. No one had ever cared about him so much but he didn’t want to feel as though he owed her. “No thanks.”&lt;br /&gt;Mina looked at him with her big sad eyes. “Please oppa? I’m afraid of the dark.” Ji Won smiled. He knew she was lying so he would say yes. For the first time in his life, Ji Won felt warm inside because now he is wanted. He let out a sigh. “Aigo Mina, okay. You talked me into it. But just for tonight though.” She giggled and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“Okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 7******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silently, I led Ji Won into my room. My room was small and luckily, it was far away from my parents so they can’t hear much. I let Ji Won have the bed while I take the floor. ‘Damn,’ I thought. ‘Why does the floor have to be so cold and hard?’&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won stared down at Mina who was trying to sleep on the cold stone floor. He picked her up easily and lifted her onto the bed.&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa? What are you doing?” I whispered as my eyes grew wide.&lt;br /&gt;“Do you trust me?” he asked. I nodded my head slowly.&lt;br /&gt;“Good,” he said. “This bed is small but it’ll fit both of us.”&lt;br /&gt;My eyes grew wider at what Ji Won had just said. But I had just told him that I trust him. I couldn’t take my words back so I had no choice but to sleep with him. We both got in my bed and slept side-by-side. I was so nervous, I couldn’t sleep. Ji Won, on the other hand, had no problem. He fell asleep instantly.&lt;br /&gt;I turned my head over to look at him. His face was so innocent like an angel when he was sleeping. Who would have thought he was such a devil when he’s awake and moving?&lt;br /&gt;An hour had passed and it was 3’ in the morning. I still couldn’t sleep. Suddenly something weird happen. Ji Won turned his entire body around and did a 360, kicking me. “Ow!” I cried out but covered my mouth so my parents wouldn’t hear me. When he was done, he had this happy look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought he was just playing with me but he really did do a 360 in his sleep. Suddenly he reached over and held me tight. My entire body went tense and rigid. I could feel Ji Won’s light breathing on my neck. I don’t know why but now that Ji Won was this close (practically laying on top of me) made me feel better. It’s probably cause I’ve never been this close to a person in a long time. Soon I began to fall asleep too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 8******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 1, 1993&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won opened his eyes and found himself laying partially on Mina’s body. He blushed and slowly moved away from her. Then he just laid near her watching her sleep. Suddenly it caught his eyes. The sleeves and pant legs of her pajamas were lifted up and he got a good look at her arms and legs. Dark purple bruises cover her entire body. There were several scars on her legs and arms too. Red lines run across her legs and it made Ji Won wince because it looked so painful.&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t want to disturb Mina but he was really curious. She turned over and Ji Won lifted the back of her shirt. It was even worse than her legs. Ji Won opened his mouth lightly in shock and touched her bare back delicately, fearing that he might hurt her. Mina began to stir.&lt;br /&gt;I rubbed my eyes and sat up. I saw Ji Won looking at me with this sad _expression on his face. “What’s wrong oppa?” I asked. “Who did this to you?” Then he lifted the sleeve of my shirt. I opened my mouth in shock. I tried to hide it but I couldn’t believe he saw my bruises.&lt;br /&gt;As I tried to answer him, I heard my stepmom’s footsteps heading towards my room. “Oppa!” I yelled, turning back to Ji Won, who was rubbing my bruises. “You have to get out of here! My mom is coming!” Ji Won looked at me surprised but I opened my window for him to climb out. “Climb down this tree. Goodbye Ji Wonee,” I said to him with tears in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won remained silent the whole time as he left her room. But he didn’t leave though. He sat on the branch of her tree and looked through her window. He couldn’t hear what Mina and her mom were talking about but he saw it. He saw Mina’s mom bring out a small wooden stick and whack Mina with it several times. Ji Won couldn’t take it anymore. He busted back into Mina’s room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 9******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up at my stepmother in pain. “I’m sorry mom. I didn’t know we’re supposed to have guests today.”&lt;br /&gt;She glared at me with cold hatred in her eyes. “Mr. Eun, of the Eun Hotel Empire all over Hawaii, is coming to visit us. Your father might get a promotion if we make a good impression! You’re supposed to be awake half an hour ago to prepare all of us tea! Now Mr. Eunis down there expecting tea! What am I supposed to do now huh?”&lt;br /&gt;My stepmom began to breathe rapidly as her anger increased. I saw her raise that stick of hers again. I curled myself up hoping the pain would lessen but I know it wouldn’t so I prepared myself for the strike…&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won caught the stick just before it would hit Mina. Mina’s mother stared at Ji Won in surprise. Mina opened her eyes and stared at Ji Won in shock. He looked down at her. “Mina, are you okay?”&lt;br /&gt;“Ji Won!” I screamed. “What are you doing here?”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked back at me. “I came to save you from this evil *bleep*.”&lt;br /&gt;My stepmom twisted her face in hate. “I knew you were trouble all this time Mina. How dare you bring this boy home? Wait until I tell your father about this!” Ji Won grabbed my stepmom’s arm to stop her. “You do that and I’ll have you fired!” I stared at Ji Won dumbfounded. ‘What is he talking about?’&lt;br /&gt;“What are you talking about you juvenile delinquent?!” snapped my stepmom.&lt;br /&gt;“I mean,” said Ji Won glaring at her. “ That you’re having tea with my father right now and I’ll get you and your husband fired if you hit Mina one more time.” I look at Ji Won surprised. ‘Ji Won is the heir of the Eun Hotel Empire? His family is the richest in all of Hawaii!’&lt;br /&gt;My stepmom looked at Ji Won doubtfully. “If you’re his son, then how come you’re so filthy?” Ji Won gave her a smirk. “I know you want proof. How about all of us go down there to talk to my dad?” My stepmom looked at him and thought, ‘This is the only way for real evidence. He might get us a promotion.’ Then she said, “Come on then, boy. Let’s go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 10******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three of us came downstairs together. Ji Won had to help me down because my legs were too weak to support me. Ji Won helped me sit on the couch and he faced the strange man before me. Mr. Eun glared at Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi dad,” said Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;“Where the hell have you been Ji Won?” shouted Mr. Eun.&lt;br /&gt;My family just watched them yell at each other. Ji Won shrugged his shoulders. “Around.” It made Mr. Eun really mad but he never hits Ji Won. He continued yelling. Ji Won didn’t really listen and after a while he cut his dad off. “Look dad, shut up about it already and we’ll talk about it at home.”&lt;br /&gt;‘Dang,’ I thought. ‘I could never talk to my parents like that.’ Mr. Eun shuts up. “Okay son, we’ll talk about it at home.” Then Ji Won gestured his hand at my entire family. “The Nams were nice enough to let me stay at their house. You owe them dad.” Mr. Eun nodded. “Fine. Joon and Young A, you two just got a raise.”&lt;br /&gt;My stepmom got so excited. “Thank you Mr. Eun!”&lt;br /&gt;“Come on Ji Won,” said Mr. Eun. “Let’s go home. And have that talk.” Ji Won brushed his dad’s hand off his shoulder. “Later dad. I’ll be home in an hour.” His father glared at him. Ji Won glared back. “I said one hour.” Mr. Eun knew Ji Won was stubborn. So he agreed. “Fine then. One hour.”&lt;br /&gt;After Mr. Eun left Ji Won talked to my parents. “Listen here,” he said as he sat down next to me. “I can get you hired and fired just like that.” And he snapped his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;“We know, we know,” said my stepmom sweetly, pouring Ji Won some tea.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won didn’t drink it. “All I want is for you two to not touch Mina anymore. If I see another bruise on her, you know the consequences. Ji Won held my hand the entire time he spoke with my parents. I felt a strange warmth going through me and I knew that right then and there that I was falling in love with Eun Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;My dad remained quiet while my stepmother talked. “Of course Ji Won.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won rolled his eyes. “Okay, and I’ll make sure you keep your promise.” Then Ji Won turned to face me. “Come on, let’s go.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?” I asked confused.&lt;br /&gt;“Go to my house with me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Go go!” said my stepmom pushing me towards Ji Won. “Have fun kids and stay out as long as you like.” I knew my stepmom was really ticked off but she was playing it off pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 11******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won continued holding my hand and never once did he let it go. The walk to his house took us 15 minutes and I was enjoying every minute of it. When we reached his house, Ji Won let out a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;“Mina,” he said softly. “Just stay quiet and let me do the talking okay?” I nodded my head and we entered his house. His house was huge! I felt as though I’m a peasant walking through a castle. He even had a few maids and butlers who attended us. Ji Won led me to his room. It was nice and clean but there were a lot of holes all around his walls. I sat down on his bed as he went into the bathroom to take a quick shower. When he was done, he came out and sat next to me, holding my hand. I really am in love.&lt;br /&gt;“Ji Won, how come your walls have a lot of holes?”&lt;br /&gt;He shrugged his shoulders and I massaged it for him. As he relaxed, he answered me. “Oh, it’s cause I fight with my parents a lot so I take it out on the walls.” Judging by the holes, I can tell that he was really angry every time he made one. “Come on,” he said. He lifted me up on his back and gave me a piggyback ride downstairs. He smelled so good now that he’s clean and fresh.&lt;br /&gt;His dad was waiting for him in the den. I waited outside while Ji Won came into face his dad. Ji Won came in, uninterested in what his dad had to say. “What is it dad?”&lt;br /&gt;“Ji Won, son…this is getting to be very tiring. Every few weeks you would run away, leaving me and your mother worrying about you.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won smirked. “Sure you’re worried. That’s why you’re out with those hoes and mom’s out with those morons. It’s because I’m your only son. You’re just scared that when grandpa passes away he won’t put our family on the will.”&lt;br /&gt;His father got angry. “Well do you want it to end up on your uncle’s side?” Ji Won gave his dad a look that showed he didn’t care. His dad continued talking. “Since I managed to have a son and my brother have no kids, I have the advantage. Son, listen to me. You know you’re my heir. All my wealth will be pass down to you.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked at his dad disgusted. “All you care about is money! You don’t care about me!” he yelled as he stormed out of the den. Ji Won slammed the door open and grabbed my hand. “Come on, let’s go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 12******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was confused and didn’t know what had happened. Ji Won held my hand and took me to the beach near his house. On the sand there were these 2 huge rocks. Ji Won led me over there. He lifted me up and we sat side by side. We remained silent until Ji Won took a deep breath of the ocean air.&lt;br /&gt;“I love this place, don’t you?” he said to me smiling. I returned his smile and held onto his hand tighter. “Ji Won, what’s wrong?” Ji Won avoided my eyes. “Nothing.” I turned his chin to face me. “Come on, you know you can tell me.” He nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“It’s my dad and this stupid feud he has with my uncle. They’re fighting over who will get the larger part in my grandpa’s will.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh…” I said softly.&lt;br /&gt;“Isn’t it stupid?” he asked laughing. “My grandpa’s not even dead yet!”&lt;br /&gt;I understood what was bothering him. So I didn’t say anything because I know he doesn’t want me to worry about it. He threw a rock into the ocean and it skipped three times. “Perfect” he said. “Why is it perfect?” I asked. “Age ain’t nothing but a number right?” he asked me, changing the subject. I thought about it for a while and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“Since I’m older than you by two years, that makes me your oppa,” Ji Won said to me. “Yup,” I answered, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won smiled back. “I love you….”&lt;br /&gt;I felt my heart my heart filled with a bubble of love but then Ji Won continued talking..”as a dongsang (little sister).” My bubble bursted. This was not what I had expected him to say.&lt;br /&gt;I stared at Ji Won with wide eyes. I knew it was pretty forward of me but I had to ask.&lt;br /&gt;“Y…your….dongsang?” I managed to stutter out. Ji Won looked back at me with his puppyish eyes and smiled. He nodded his head gently. Have I been reading all his signs wrong?&lt;br /&gt;“So what do you say?” he asked. “Want to be my dongsang?” Even though it was breaking my heart, I had no choice but to agree. I nodded. “Yes, I want to be your dongsang oppa.” “Good,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won nodded and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a small silver knife. I stared at him with wide eyes. “Ji Won, what are you going to do with that knife?” He asked, “Do you trust me Mina?” I nodded my head without hesitation. I trusted Ji Won with my whole heart. He smiled at me. “Good. Lower the back of your shirt.” Ji Won pulled the back of my shirt down. Then he used that knife to cut me. “Ow!” I screamed in pain but he continued anyway. He carved a small ‘E’ onto my shoulder blade. My back was bleeding and he bandaged it for me.&lt;br /&gt;Then he handed the knife to me. “Here. Engrave your initial ‘M’ too cuz I don’t want to use the same last name as your mom.” My hand trembled as I held the knife. I didn’t want to hurt Ji Won. “Go ahead. Don’t worry, I can stand the pain.” I engraved an ‘M’ onto Ji Won’s back. I was surprised because he didn’t let a tear drop or cry out in pain. I bandaged him and he acted as if nothing had happen. When it was over, he held me close.&lt;br /&gt;I held onto Ji Won tightly as if he was going to leave me. I know he only thinks of me as his little dongsang but it feels nice holding him like this.&lt;br /&gt;As Ji Won held onto Mina, his smiling face instantly turned sad. He wanted to say ‘Mina, I love you as a girlfriend’ so she would be his forever but he couldn’t. He wasn’t the type to admit his feelings. So he figured the scarring was not an engravement of his brotherly love to Mina, but his promised symbol as a soulmate to her forever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 13******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years had pass and I’m still with Ji Won. I didn’t think it was possible but I grew more and more in love with Ji Won everyday. We would do a lot of stuff together and we never had any fights. We argue, but it never came to the point where we would get really mad at each other and he usually let me have it my way.&lt;br /&gt;Kang Sung Hoon was Ji Won’s other friend and he hangs out with us a lot too. Sung Hoon is a little older than me and is really nice. He has this really cute smile that when he smiles, you can’t help but smile back. I called him ‘bang geul ee.’ His family life also isn’t good. His dad is a drunk and his mom had passed away when he was young. So usually it was the three of us together.&lt;br /&gt;My home life is a lot better thanks to Ji Won. My stepmom didn’t dare to touch me anymore and it’s still the same between me and my dad. We don’t talk much. Ji Won’s parents like me a lot too. It’s because when they tell Ji Won to do something and he wouldn’t do it. They would come to me. I’m kind of like their pawn. Life was heaven for me until it completely shattered on day.&lt;br /&gt;It started out with good news but who would have known it would end up in tragedy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 15, 1996&lt;br /&gt;My stepmom and dad came home one day from visiting the Euns. “Guess what?” my stepmom told me excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;“What?” I asked calmly.&lt;br /&gt;“The Euns are planning a wedding for you and Ji Won!”&lt;br /&gt;I sat down because my knees gave out. This news hit me with total surprise but I was so happy to hear it because I’m so in love with Ji Won. “Really?” I asked excitedly? “How did this happened?”&lt;br /&gt;“Mr. Eun wanted Ji Won to get married and he figured you’re the girl he should marry.”&lt;br /&gt;“What did Ji Won say?” I had to ask. I didn’t want him to be forced into this.&lt;br /&gt;“Of course he agreed,” she answered.&lt;br /&gt;My breathing increased so I took out my respirator. After I calmed down, my stepmom took me into her room and told me all about the arrangements.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile back at the Eun mansion…&lt;br /&gt;“Just because you’re making this wedding for me and Mina doesn’t mean I owe you anything!” Ji Won yelled angrily at his dad.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Eun grabbed Ji Won by the collar of his shirt. “Ji Won! You listen to me. Once you and Mina get married, your grandpa will give you all of his businesses. Sharing part of it with your dad isn’t asking for much is it?” Ji Won pushed his dad away. He began to laugh. “The only two people grandpa will give the businesses to is me or uncle. He won’t give it to you because you’ll spend it all on those *bleep*s! I bet all your money is gone now.”&lt;br /&gt;It was true. Mr. Eun was in serious debt and he needed Ji Won to get married because Ji Won’s grandpa was going to give Ji Won his inheritance once he gets married. Ji Won had just turned 18 and his dad had planned the marriage months ahead. His dad got on his knees.&lt;br /&gt;“Please son. Please do it for me.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won rolled his eyes. “You’re so pathetic dad.” He sighed. Living with Mina taught him compassion and sympathy for people. “I’ll see what I can do dad.” He went into his room. Just then his cellular phone rang. He picked it up, thinking it was Mina. Using his sexy voice, he whispered, “Hi Mina.”&lt;br /&gt;A weird high-pitched giggle came from the other end of the line.&lt;br /&gt;“Ooh…”said the voice. “Hi to you too sexy.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won rolled his eyes. “Oh shut up Sung Hoon.”&lt;br /&gt;Using his real voice, Sung Hoon began to laugh out loud. “Gross hyung! That’s how you talk to Mina? Ew! It gives me the chills!”&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Sung Hoon,” said Ji Won seriously. “Is everything set and ready to go?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah hyung,” said Sung Hoon.&lt;br /&gt;“Good,” said Ji Won, smiling. “Meet me at the docks tonight. From there we can sail to the mainland airport and get away from Hawaii to start a new life in Korea.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah,” said Sung Hoon. “But did you tell Mina about it?”&lt;br /&gt;“No,” answered Ji Won, sighing. “I’m afraid she won’t leave her family. I’m planning to just kidnap her and take her along. It’s easier that way and no hassle.”&lt;br /&gt;“Right,” said Sung Hoon. “At least the three of us will still be together.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah,” said Ji Won. “Meet you in an hour. Get everything ready. I got our money too.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay,” replied Sung Hoon.&lt;br /&gt;“Bye.” Ji Won clicked off his phone. Ji Won’s dad didn’t know it but his grandpa had given him $10 million in advance, along with hotel ownerships in Korea and Hawaii as his wedding gift. He planned to leave his dad $5 million and live off the rest with Mina and Sung Hoon. He smiled thinking about how he would get away from everything and just be with the one he loved the most, Mina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 14 ******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home I was so excited I couldn’t sleep. I know I was still young to be thinking about marriage but I know Ji Won is the only guy for me. I held my teddy bear close as thoughts of Ji Won drifted me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It was midnight now. Ji Won snuck out of his house quietly without making a noise. He carried his backpack full of money on his back. He planned to go to Mina’s house to grab her and leave. Then it would be just him, Mina, and Sung Hoon leaving together. He was almost to Mina’s house when he realized that he was being followed.&lt;br /&gt;It was his uncle’s men. They came to get rid of him. Ji Won was smart. He knew the streets too well. He made it through the alley and those men end up losing him. But when Ji Won reached Mina’s house, about 10 men had surrounded her house. They all saw him approaching. Ji Won began to ran as they chased him. He made it to the dock. He saw Sung Hoon on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung! Hurry! The boat is leaving!”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won threw his bag onto the boat first and made a high jump. He landed safely onto the boat. His uncle’s men couldn’t chase him anymore. Ji Won and Sung Hoon started cheering until Ji Won realized what was missing. Mina. He had left her. Ji Won fell to his knees. “What’s wrong?” asked Sung Hoon.&lt;br /&gt;“Mina! We left her! We have to go back!” yelled Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon opened his mouth in shock because he just realized it too. Then he shook his head sadly. “We can’t. If we go back, we’ll just get killed and we’ll be putting Mina’s life in danger too.” Ji Won moved away from Sung Hoon, knowing that the darkness will cover his face. And for the first time in his life, Ji Won cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 15******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the next morning with this strange feeling inside me. I don’t know why but I find it disturbing. Then I remembered that Ji Won and I are going to get married soon, it subsided. When I went downstairs, my stepmom was holding that wooden stick I haven’t seen in years. I began to panic. She whacked me with it. I fell down surprised.&lt;br /&gt;“Where’s Ji Won?” she screamed at me.&lt;br /&gt;I was so confused and surprised I didn’t know what she was talking about. She kept hitting me and telling me to answer her. But how can I answer when I don’t even know myself? Then something unusual happened. My dad grabbed the stick away from my stepmom.&lt;br /&gt;“Stop hitting her! Can’t you tell that she can’t think straight through all that pain?” My stepmom was shocked and she kept her mouth shut because my dad never did that to her before. “Mina,” my dad said to me, holding my hand. “Ji Won ran away from home again. He’s no longer in Hawaii and the wedding’s canceled.”&lt;br /&gt;“He left?” I asked blankly.&lt;br /&gt;My dad nodded his head sadly. “How can he leave me?” I asked standing up. My stepmom’s next words hit me hard and cold like ice.&lt;br /&gt;“He probably left because he didn’t want to marry you.”&lt;br /&gt;I sunk to my knees and fell to the floor. I began to sob to myself. My parents left the room, leaving me alone. ‘How can you leave me, Ji Won? Were all those promises of taking care of me lies?’ I loved Ji Won so much. All I ever wanted is to be with him, even if he did only consider me as a dongsang. I needed to know why he left. Being with him all this time, I knew where he went. I’ll search all of Korea if I had to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year later…&lt;br /&gt;During this year, my life of hell had return. I managed to save up enough money for a ticket to Korea and money to spend. I had to work odd hours so my stepmom wouldn’t find out or she’ll take the money from me. I also had to sell some of Ji Won’s gifts to me. He was a really generous oppa who would buy me a lot of expensive clothes, jewelry, perfume, and just about anything that I wanted. I figured he wouldn’t mind because they’re just material possessions. They were a big help because I managed to trade them in for a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 24, 1997&lt;br /&gt;I finally had enough money to leave. It took me a while to go because I knew chances are low of finding Ji Won right away. I needed extra money for my search and I had to pay double for a fake I.D. You could say that I have almost everything planned out. I got a pretty good amount so I planned on leaving today.&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a little over a year since Ji Won left me with no reason or explanation. I’ve gotten so much thinner because I couldn’t eat or sleep and I miss him so much. The problem I still had facing me were my parents. I know they were not going to let me leave. I was only 17. Damn. Still a minor. This year had been total hell for me and I can’t stand another year of it. I had to leave and I had a plan. I was going to fake my death.&lt;br /&gt;It was all so perfect. My family had to go out to a luau with Mr. Eun. He still keeps in touch with us. I guess it’s because he thinks I might know where Ji Won is. Truth is, I have no idea except I know Ji Won’s somewhere in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;I planned to fake a drowning. Because of my heart failure, it helped me close off my air circulation for up to 4 minutes. This time I am using it to let my family think that I have drowned and the tides drifted my body to sea so I will never be found…&lt;br /&gt;But before I go I had to say goodbye to my father. I hugged him hard. He looked at me surprised.&lt;br /&gt;“What was that for?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head. “It wasn’t for anything dad. I did it because I love you.”&lt;br /&gt;My dad had tears in his eyes. “I’m so sorry Mina. I’m so worthless as your father.”&lt;br /&gt;“No you’re not but you have to do what’s right dad. Don’t let anyone stop you and stop putting yourself down.”&lt;br /&gt;He nodded his head. I hugged him for the last time. “I’m going for a swim okay?” He nodded his head and watched me head toward the ocean. The plan went perfect. I stayed underwater for a while and swam myself to the other side of the beach where they couldn’t see me. All my belongings were there. I got on the dock and sailed to the mainland airport leaving Hawaii forever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 16******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Seoul, Korea]&lt;br /&gt;July 26, 1997&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won traced the ‘M’ scar on his back. ‘Damn,’ he thought. ‘I miss Mina so much.’ He sent out one of his men to retrieve news about her and if they could, get her here to him in Korea. Ji Won had it all. Money and power. The only thing that was missing was Mina. So much had happened to Ji Won as he remembered back.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won and Sung Hoon made it to Seoul, Korea. With Ji Won’s leadership skills and Sung Hoon’s smooth talking, they end up getting a lot of businesses and putting others of out business. Money was not enough for Ji Won. He needed power so he created Sechs Kies, where he was the leader and Sung Hoon was his 2nd-in command. He and Sung Hoon managed to eliminate the group Quiksilver on their own and gained the respect and loyalty of the two members Kim Jae Duc and Lee Jae Jin. Along the way, they found Ko Ji Yong and Jang Su Won wandering the streets. Ji Yong proved to be a genius and Su Won was handy in finding information.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won knew they were enough. They had hundreds of men under them but Sechskies were the main leaders with Ji Won as the head. They committed a lot of crimes but no evidence was ever found to convict them.&lt;br /&gt;Just then there was a knock on his door, interrupting his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;“Come in,” said Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;Jang Su Won came in. “I have news for you, boss,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;“Well what is it? What did you find out about Mina?” Ji Won asked.&lt;br /&gt;Sun Won looked down and hesitated to reply. “I’m afraid it’s bad news.”&lt;br /&gt;Those words made Ji Won panic. “Jang Su Won, you answer me now!” yelled Ji Won with rage. Ji Won’s yell scared Su Won so he blurted it out. “Mina Nam is dead. She drowned while she was swimming in the ocean. Her body has not been found and is still missing.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won fell back in his seat in shock. ‘Mina’s dead? No, anyone but Mina,’ he thought. Su Won knew it was a good time to leave so he left Ji Won in his office. “Mina!” Ji Won screamed out of his window in pain. His cries echoed throughout the city of Seoul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 17******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally made it to Chejudo, Korea. I didn’t know where to look for Ji Won so anywhere was fine. I was never a lucky person. I couldn’t find any signs of Ji Won there so I traveled to Inchun City. My search for Ji Won continued for another year. During that time I had traveled to many cities like Guam, Pusan, etc. It must have been a gift from God because one day my search was over… November 21, 1998&lt;br /&gt;I had just finish my overtime shift at the Nam Hotel. It was pretty ironic because my whole family spent their lives working for hotels and here is the biggest one in all of Seoul with our family name. I went into the worker’s lounge to take a break and pour myself some tea. I sat down and read the headlines.&lt;br /&gt;‘Sechskies are to open a conference broadcasting live on Channel 6 today’&lt;br /&gt;I rolled my eyes. Not them again. They were the notorious mafia lead by Matthew Eun. I shuddered. I can’t believe the leader has the same last name as my beloved Ji Won. Actually 6kies was composed of 6 leaders. They committed a lot of crimes and were always challenging the authorities. They had a lot of power and no one could take their pictures without their consent but a lot of people know what they look like. I didn’t care. I was too busy looking for Ji Won to notice them.&lt;br /&gt;A worker with me named So Kyung Hee came in. “Hey,” she said, patting me lightly on the knee. “On break?” I took a sip and nodded. “Me too,” she said smiling. I smiled back at her. Kyung Hee was actually one of the nicest people at the hotel. Most of them were cold and just worried about how much tips they can get.&lt;br /&gt;Kyung Hee picked up the TV remote and turned to Channel 6. “Hey Mina, there’s supposed to be showing 6kies today. Wonder what they look like.” I nodded and watched with her. When the clock struck 9, I felt my heart had stopped and it was not from my heart failure either. I stared at the face that was giving a *bleep*y smile to the camera. Ji Won. Slowly the camera pulled out revealing the other 5 members.&lt;br /&gt;I recognized Sung Hoon. He and Ji Won looked completely different but I still recognized them. Ji Won had his hair dyed completely blonde while Sung Hoon’s was streaked. Kyung Hee and I watched them in silence as they began to talk. Ji Won and the others introduced themselves. Then the camera showed directly at Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;To most people he would look like an evil gang leader but in my eyes he was a beautiful angel. If it was ever possible, Ji Won was even finer than before.&lt;br /&gt;“Mina, are you okay?” asked Kyung Hee, as she waved a hand in front of my face.&lt;br /&gt;“Huh?” I asked looking at her. “Oh, I’m fine. Just listening to what they have to say.” I pointed to Ji Won on the screen. “Who is he?”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s Matthew Eun,” she answered me.&lt;br /&gt;I stared at Ji Won some more. He had change his name and so did Sung Hoon. No wonder I couldn’t find them. Kyung Hee caught me staring so she smiled at me. “The leader is cute huh?”&lt;br /&gt;I blushed. “Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;“Too bad in real life he’s such a jerk.”&lt;br /&gt;“He is not!” I yelled at her.&lt;br /&gt;Kyung Hee scooted her seat back in shock. I apologized right away. “Sorry Kyung Hee, I didn’t mean to yell at you.” She had a confused look on her face but she said, “Uh, it’s okay Mina.” I pulled a finger to my lips. “Shh…let’s listen to what they have to say…” Ji Won began talking. “This is Sechkies speaking to all you losers out there watching us. We just want to say that we’re open to hire new ‘employees’. We usually travel around to our many hotels but you’ll find us if you have the right connections. Also a word to the police of Korea. Why are you picking on us?, “ Ji Won asked sarcastically. “We’re good, law-abiding citizens.” Ji Won folded his hands together and gave a little bow. Then all of the Sechskies leaders started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my gosh! Look at him!” yelled Kyung Hee and pointed to Sung Hoon on the T.V. screen. “Look at that stupid smile and that perverted laugh. Kekeke…” Kyung Hee made a poor impression of Sung Hoon’s laugh and it made me laugh. Geez, I thought. Sung Hoon would kill her if he knew she made fun of his trademark smile.&lt;br /&gt;The show ended a little too soon for me but Ji Won did say he was visiting many hotels and mine is the biggest one. He has to come here. I went back to work and waited for him to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 18******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won entered the main doors of the Nam Hotel and headed towards the lobby. He let out a sigh. Being in a hotel brought back to him a lot of memories. He remembered how he would take Mina to the hotels to trash it or slide down the long stairway banisters. But those carefree days are over. His only love had died and he no longer has the heart to love anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the news of Mina’s death, Ji Won began to develop a passion for anything he thinks is related to her. Things like her hairbrush, the same type of lip gloss she uses, her little respirator, etc. There are times when he had to give her mouth to mouth if the respirator wasn’t around. Ji Won smiled remembering that she had told him that he was her first kiss. Mina never went out with any guys so it made him really happy but he also found it very strange. He didn’t want to give her any ideas about dating other guys so he never asked. Ji Won had changed his name to Matthew. It’s to symbolize that Ji Won died with Mina and Matthew replaced him. He chose the name Matthew because of Mina’s initial ‘M’ and if anyone asks, the ‘M’ stands for Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon wanted to changed his name to Ricky but Ji Won wouldn’t let him. Ji Won only allowed him to change it if it had the letter ‘M’ so Sung Hoon ended up changing it to Mickey instead.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey hyung! Over here!” shouted Sung Hoon.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked over at his five friends. He walked over to them and was surprised at what he saw. “What the hell is this?” he asked angrily. Every single one of them had a girl in each arm. “What do you guys think you’re doing?” he asked as he strode over to them.&lt;br /&gt;“Come on hyung,” said Jae Duc. “Lighten up.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah,” said Jae Jin. “We worked hard all day and now let’s have a little fun.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won rolled his eyes and then he saw two girls wrap their arms around him. He smiled. “Yeah, I guess.” “Alright!” they all shouted. They like it when Ji Won is in a good mood. From where I was standing, I felt as though someone had stabbed me with a knife. Ji Won looked so happy with those 2 girls sitting on both sides of his lap. I stared at my reflection in the hotel mirror. Big, glassy eyes, pale skin, and waist-length black hair. I looked kind of like a ghost. Not much to look at, I thought sighing sadly. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder and I slowly turned around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 19******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you looking at?” asked Kyung Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Whew. I let out a sigh of relief. “They’re here,” I whispered to her.&lt;br /&gt;“Who?” she asked, looking over my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;“SechsKies.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. So you want to go serve them?” I shook my head ‘no’ quickly. Kyung Hee laughed. “Okay. Don’t get so worked up, Mina. I’ll do it.” She took a waitress pad and headed over to their table. I remained in the corner watching them.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi, my name is Kyung Hee and I’ll be your waitress today. May I take your order?”&lt;br /&gt;All the SechsKies members looked up to the pretty, young girl who just approached them. Instantly Sung Hoon made the 2 girls on his lap move. He looked up at Kyung Hee, giving her his best smile. “I don’t know what I want for dinner, but you want to be my dessert?” The other 5 Kies members laughed while Kyung Hee rolled her eyes. “That’s so cute. Must have took you all day to think up that one huh?”&lt;br /&gt;“Ooh,” shouted Ji Yong. “This one has a mouth.”&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon just smiled. “Feisty. I like it.”&lt;br /&gt;Then he pinched Kyung Hee’s side playfully. She moved away, glaring. “Hey don’t touch me!” “Come on babe. Go out with me. I’ll show you a good time.” “Hell no!” Kyung Hee shouted back in his face. Then Ji Won stood up. “Don’t talk to my friend like that,” he said in a low threatening voice. “Or else I’ll have you fired.” Ji Won’s glare made Kyung Hee move back a little bit but she answered back anyway. “You can’t fire me! I quit!”&lt;br /&gt;She handed Jae Jin her apron and pad and stomped over to me in the dark corner. “Stupid, lousy jerks,” she whispered to me. “I know,” I whispered back, patting her shoulder. Suddenly, I caught Ji Won staring at me. I didn’t know what to say or do so I just left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 20******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won stared at the girl who was talking to Kyung Hee. ‘She looks like Mina,’ he thought. ‘But can’t be.’&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung,” said Sung Hoon. “What are you looking at?”&lt;br /&gt;“Her,” said Ji Won, pointing in Kyung Hee’s and Mina’s direction.&lt;br /&gt;“You like my waitress too?” asked Sung Hoon, pouting.&lt;br /&gt;“No,” said Ji Won, shaking his head. “Her friend. Doesn’t she look like Mina?”&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon glanced at the person Ji Won was pointing to and watched her walk away. “No...” said Sung Hoon slowly. “That girl’s hair is much longer and Mina has a nicer body. That chick looks like a stick.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won cocked an eyebrow at Sung Hoon. “How do you know Mina have a nice body?” Sung Hoon’s eyes widened. “I dunno… just guessing. Ji Yong’s calling me. I’ll go see what he wants,” Sung Hoon said quickly and ran over to Ji Yong right away. Ji Won began to chase the girl who just left.&lt;br /&gt;I heard some footsteps following behind me. I quickly turned a corner and entered my room. Ji Won ran after her as fast as he could. He saw the girl turn a corner and he continued chasing her. He saw a figure up ahead and he grabbed her by the shoulder. When the girl turned around, she had a surprised _expression on her face.&lt;br /&gt;“What do you want?”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked at the strange girl. She looked nothing like Mina. “Wrong person.” The girl walked way. Ji Won sighed. ‘Maybe it’s cause I miss Mina so much that I’m beginning to see her.’ He began to walk back to the lobby, disappointedly.&lt;br /&gt;From my hotel room, I was watching Ji Won with the little hole in the door. I saw him pat a girl and then walk away with him head bowed down. I went over and sat down on my bed. I let out a sigh. Ji Won doesn’t miss me. He has too many girls with him already. He probably forgot who I am by now.&lt;br /&gt;Tears fell down my face and I didn’t even realize it. I quickly wiped them away. I wanted to tell myself that I hate Ji Won but I couldn’t because then I’d just be lying. There was only one thing left for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;I stood in front of my bathroom mirror. I can’t be with Ji Won as Mina, but I wanted to be by his side to watch over him. I thought about it for a while and remembered they were recruiting new members for Black Kies. I looked at myself. Hmm…if my hair is short and put into a cap, I wear sunglasses more, darken my skin with make-up, and lower my voice…I can pass for a guy.&lt;br /&gt;So I did it. Within an hour, I had transformed myself into a guy. I checked myself over. As a guy, I didn’t look too bad. I smoothed out my new short hair and tucked it into a cap. Guys wear earrings too so I didn’t have to worry about my earring holes. I wore a couple of T-shirts under my flannel and 2 pairs of boxers under my baggy jeans so I would fill out more and wouldn’t look so scrawny. I checked my make-up, making sure I was well-covered. I put my sunglasses on. Perfect, I thought. Now all I have to do is have to pass the test to join the gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 21******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won walked down the aisle looking at the 5 new candidates. He nod his head as he studied them. “Pretty good,” he said to them. “Alright,” he clapped his hands for attention. “All of you know how it’s done. Jae Jin and Jae Duc will jump each of you in. If you’re still standing after 5 minutes, then welcome to SechsKies.”&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 of the 5 guys lasted when Jae Jin and Jae Duc were done beating them up. “Okay,” said Sung Hoon. The two newest members to join is-“ “Wait!” shouted a voice, interrupting Sung Hoon. Everyone looked over to see who it was.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won stared at the young boy who was walking towards them. ‘What the hell? Damn! This kid looks like Mina!’ he thought. ‘I must be losing it. How come I keep seeing her today?’ Sung Hoon looked at the new boy curiously. “Yes? What do you want little man?” I looked at Sung Hoon. Gosh he developed an attitude, I thought. I took a deep breath. This is it. “I want to join SechsKies.” A guy I recognized as Jang Su Won busted out laughing. He placed his hand on top of my head. “You? How old are you boy? 15? !6? And how tall are you now? 5’?”&lt;br /&gt;I moved his hand for him. “No. I’m 18 and I’m not 5’, I’m 5’3.” That made all the other members laugh, except Ji Won. I looked at him curiously and realized he was checking me out. Oh no, I thought. Please don’t recognize me.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won held up his hand for the others to stop laughing. “Hey, if he wants a chance, then we’ll give it to him.” Then he turned to face me. I felt my heart thumping loud and prayed he couldn’t hear it. He placed his hand on my shoulder. Dang, he smells good, I thought as I tried to suppress a smile.&lt;br /&gt;“Look kid,” said Ji Won to me. “You have to be jumped in to join. These 2 guys (pointing to Jae Jin and Jae Duc) will kick the crap out of you for 5 minutes. If you’re still standing, you’re in.”&lt;br /&gt;I nodded my head. I knew I had to last because I’m doing it all for Ji Won. I stood there as Jae Duc and Jae Jin began to hit me. Jae Jin threw the first punch and it gave me instant pain. He’s even stronger than my stepmom, I thought. Jae Duc kicked me and I was knocked to the ground but I kept pulling myself up.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked at the helpless boy who was struggling to stand up. He doesn’t understand why but when he looks at the boy, images of Mina replaced him. Right now in his eyes, it looked like it was Mina being beaten up by Jae Jin and Jae Duc. He couldn’t help it. “Stay down!” he yelled to the boy. Everyone stared at Ji Won. Both Jae Jin and Jae Duc stopped hitting the boy because they were surprised Ji Won was being nice out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;I heard Ji Won yelling for me to stay down. My ears listened but my legs wouldn’t. I refused to stay down. No matter how many times they hit me or how hard, I managed to get up. Finally 5 minutes was over and I was still standing. “Am I in?” I asked in a weak voice. I saw Ji Won staring at me with a surprised _expression. “Yes, you’re in.” he said patting my shoulder. I smiled and fainted into his arms.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won held the boy, surprised. He realized the boy had fainted. Usually he would have let go if someone fainted on him, but this time he held on tight. The other 5 Kies members looked and the 2 new recruits looked at Ji Won with queried eyes. “Uh, hyung,” said Sung Hoon, as he patted Ji Won on the shoulder. “What?” asked Ji Won, as he continued holding the boy.&lt;br /&gt;“What should we do about the new recruits?”&lt;br /&gt;“Give them instructions and show them to their rooms. We’ll have a meeting tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay.”&lt;br /&gt;They all left but once in a while, they all would glance back looking at Ji Won, who was carrying the boy in the other direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 22******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly I began to regain my consciousness and I woke up. I looked around and realized I was in the biggest room in the Nam Hotel. The Presidential Suite. “What am I doing in here?” I asked myself. Then suddenly the chair in front of me spun around. Ji Won was sitting in it. I stared at him with wide eyes. I started to panic because I was all alone with him in the room. Ji Won gave me a sideways glance. “You okay?” he asked. I nodded my head. Ji Won got up out of his seat and walked towards me. He sat down on the bed next to me and looked at me straight in the eyes. “So what’s your name?” he asked. “Mi-“ I began but instantly cut myself off. ‘Stupid, I thought to myself. You almost said your real name!’ I saw Ji Won’s eyes grow wide.&lt;br /&gt;“What did you say your name was?”&lt;br /&gt;“Min-Sung,” I answered him quickly.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh,” he said and backed away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won stood up and walked towards the window, looking outside. He knew the new recruit was a boy but somewhere inside him wished MS would say his name was Mina. He let out a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;“There’s a meeting tomorrow. Be there okay?” I looked at Ji Won with his back facing me. It had only been 2 years but I felt as though I couldn’t read what was going on in his mind anymore. I let out a sigh myself. “Ji Won, where do we meet later tomorrow?” The call of his real name made Ji Won suddenly look up. He ran over to where Min Sung was sitting and grabbed him by his shoulders. “How do you know my real Korean name? No one knows me by that. Everyone calls me Matthew.”&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I thought. I had completely forgotten that Ji Won had change his name to Matthew but I thought fast. “I didn’t know your name as Ji Won. All I said was, ‘Gee, wanna go out later tomorrow?’” I felt Ji Won’s grip on me loosen. He had bought the story. When he wasn't looking, I let out a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;‘I’m losing it,’ thought Ji Won. “We’ll meet in the main dining room tomorrow,” Ji Won told Min Sung. He nodded his head and left. Ji Won walked out to the balcony and looked up at the sky. “I love you Mina, that’s why it hurts so much that you’re not here.” But the real Mina had left before she could have heard those words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 23******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile back in the hotel lobby… After Sung Hoon and the others gave the new recruits instructions and about the meeting, they all went back to their rooms. “You think there’s something wrong with Matthew hyung?” asked Jae Jin. “Yeah,” said Jae Duc. “Did you see the way he held the new guy?” They began to shudder.&lt;br /&gt;“No, it’s nothing,” answered Sung Hoon.&lt;br /&gt;“You think maybe Matthew is gay?” asked Ji Yong.&lt;br /&gt;“You’re the one who looks gay,” said Jae Duc, jokingly.&lt;br /&gt;“Shut up!” yelled Ji Yong as he punched Jae Duc lightly.&lt;br /&gt;The others began to laugh. Then Su Won said, “Could be though. I never saw him ‘be’ with a girl before.” Sung Hoon lets out a sigh. “Okay, I’ll tell you guys the real deal. But don’t let this get back to Matthew okay?” They all nodded and leaned forward to hear the story. “It was like 5 years ago when Matthew hyung met this girl named Nam Mina….”&lt;br /&gt;“She a babe?” asked Jae Duc, interrupting. Sung Hoon gave him a look. “Yes, Duc-ee, she’s a babe.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, okay,” said Jae Duc. “Continue.”&lt;br /&gt;“Anyway, Matthew knew her before he met me. It turns out that she was the first person who ever really cared about him and Matthew fell in love with her. But you know how hyung is. He could never tell anyone exactly what’ s on his mind or how he feels. Instead of saying he wants Mina to be his girlfriend, he said he wants her to be his dongsang-“&lt;br /&gt;“That’s stupid!” yelled Jae Duc, interrupting Sung Hoon. “Why he say that for? She’s a babe!”&lt;br /&gt;“Sh..!” yelled Jae Jin, Ji Yong, and Su Won at Jae Duc.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon continued. “Well, Matthew ended up having this blood ceremony with her. They scarred each other’s back with their initial. It looks like a blood tie but later on I found out it was his symbol of promised love-“&lt;br /&gt;“Ow..that must have hurt,” said Jae Duc, as he hugged himself. Jae Jin smacked him on the head for interrupting again. “I think they knew each other for a year before they met me. At first I thought Mina was cute, but then by the way Matthew acts, I can tell she was off limits. See, Mina had this heart condition where air would suddenly be closed off and she couldn’t breathe. The only way to get air in was by this respirator-“&lt;br /&gt;“The one hyung always carry?” asked Jae Duc.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes Duc-ee,” said Sung Hoon, rolling his eyes. “Anyway, it was either that or mouth to mouth. Once when Matthew went collecting shells for Mina, I was walking along the shores with her. One of her attacks came on. I freaked out of course, but I knew what to do. I laid her down and I was about to give her CPR but then Matthew ran the speed of light and knocked me into the ocean and he gave her CPR.” The others started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;“Dang, ain’t he a Romeo?” said Jae Duc, laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon smiled. “It’s cause he loves Mina and didn’t want any other guy touching her. I mean, during school, if any guy talks about wanting to date her, Matthew made sure he didn’t. Oh yeah, Matthew hyung hasn’t always been Matthew. His real name is Ji Won. The ‘M’ scar on his back stands for Mina, not Matthew.” The others opened their mouths in shock. They never knew Ji Won had been this much in love before.&lt;br /&gt;“How romantic,” whispered Jae Duc.&lt;br /&gt;“Shut up hyung,” said Ji Yong. “Quit interrupting!”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, okay,” said Jae Duc, blocking himself from Jae Jin’s hand.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon began talking. “If there are no more interruptions, then I’ll continue.” He paused for a second and then continued. “The day before Matthew and I made it to Korea, he and Mina were supposed to get married. Matthew didn’t like his dad and there was this feud in their family on who gets the grandpa’s inheritance. Matthew got it, of course, and he took it all and left Hawaii. He took me and he was planning on taking Mina too. When he went to her house though, his uncle’s men were guarding the place and he couldn’t take her. He ended up leaving Hawaii without saying goodbye to Mina.” All of them remained silent. Then Su Won spoke. “Last year hyung sent me out to get some news on Nam Mina. She had died drowning.”&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon nodded. “Yeah but Matthew and I think she committed suicide. He think it’s because Mina can’t handle living with her stepmom, who always abuse her. If you ask me, I think Mina committed suicide because Matthew left her without any reason. I think hyung thinks that too but he won’t say it. I think he blames himself for her death and since then he hasn’t been the same. He used to be nicer and not this touchy. Also that’s why he’s never been with another girl. I mean, we see him flirt with other girls but none of us actually see him ‘be’ with another girl right?”&lt;br /&gt;The others nodded in agreement. Sung Hoon continued. “About this new boy today. I think Matthew is losing it. He probably thinks when he sees the boy he is see-“ Sung Hoon stopped talking as he looked up. He finished his sentence with a “-See you later!” and he ran off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 24******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others looked up surprised. Jae Jin smacked Jae Duc on his head. “What?” asked Jae Duc. “I didn’t interrupt!” “It’s not Duc-ee’s fault,” said Ji Yong. “Look.” Ji Yong pointed to where Sung Hoon ran off too.&lt;br /&gt;“Aigo,” said Jae Jin. “It’s that same waitress babe.”&lt;br /&gt;“See?” said Jae Duc. “It’s cause of a girl, not me. You hit me by mistake.”&lt;br /&gt;“No, it’s not a mistake. I still wanna smack your head cause it makes this cool hollow sound,” replied Jae Jin as he smacked Jae Duc on his head again. “So, wanna go out sometime?” Sung Hoon asked Kyung Hee, leaning near her. She rolled her eyes at him.&lt;br /&gt;She answered flatly, “No” and began to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon held onto her arm. “Come on babe. Christmas is next month and don’t be a scrooge.” Then suddenly, Kyung Hee gave him a seductive smile. “I guess. How about we go out on November 31 then?”&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon gave her a sexy smile back. “It’s a date then,” he answered, letting her go. The other 4 walked up to him.&lt;br /&gt;“How’d it go Mickey?” asked Su Won.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, hey, what can I say?” answered Sung Hoon *bleep*ily. “I’m the man!”&lt;br /&gt;Jae Jin gave him a high-five.&lt;br /&gt;“Alright!” yelled Jae Duc. “When you 2 going out?”&lt;br /&gt;“November 31,” answered Sung Hoon.&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, Mickey,” said Ji Yong.&lt;br /&gt;“Sup Ji Yong?” said Sung Hoon.&lt;br /&gt;“November doesn’t have a 31st.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?” asked Sung Hoon surprised. He looked at the calendar. November ended on the 30th. He looked around but Kyung Hee had already left. He started cursing while the others tried to hold back their laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 23, 1998&lt;br /&gt;“This meeting of SechsKies is now in session,” announced Ji Won to the main members of the group, along with the new recruits. His voice got their attention and they quickly focused their attention on Ji Won. Ji Won looked to see if Min Sung was there. He was. Ji Won gave a little smile to him. He didn’t know why but when he looks at Min Sung his mind would replace Min Sung’s face with Mina’s.&lt;br /&gt;“So any new business?” he asked the members.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” answered Jae Jin. “The Black Dragons have killed some of our members and took away some of our businesses.”&lt;br /&gt;“Damn it!” yelled Ji Won as he pounded his fist on the table. “We’ll just have to see that this Black Dragon matter will be solved. Mickey you, Ji Yong, Su Won, and the 2 new recruits deal with the businesses. Jae Jin, Jae Duc, and Min Sung will come with me.” Everyone looked at Ji Won strangely.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon began to speak. “Uh, hyung. You want to take Min Sung along?”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won glared at him. “Yeah. Anyone here have any objections?” No one answered. “Meeting adjourned,” announced Ji Won and everyone went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 25******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed the Black Kies to a dark alley. I was surprised Ji Won wanted to take me along, considering I was one of the weakest members. I thought I would get to work with the White Kies in businesses.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey kid,” said Jae Duc to me.&lt;br /&gt;“What is it?”&lt;br /&gt;He handed me a gun. “Use this to protect yourself.”&lt;br /&gt;My eyes widened as I held the cold metal. Please don’t let me use it, I prayed silently. Ji Won walked over to Min Sung. “Okay, the co-leaders of Black Dragons are meeting around here. You’ll recognize them by the dragon tattoos on their arms. If you see them, just shoot them as they come out.”&lt;br /&gt;“But Matthew hyung, I-“ but my words were cut off the sound of gunshots.&lt;br /&gt;POW&lt;br /&gt;“Get down!” yelled Ji Won as he covered me. Then he started firing. I covered my ears and watched Ji Won in disbelief. He had shot 4 people and killed 3. Ji Won stood up smiling. I couldn’t believe it. I was in love with a cold-blooded killer. Jae Jin and Jae Duc killed some other members and JW told them to kill every single Black Dragon member.&lt;br /&gt;One Black Dragon member laid hurt on the ground. Ji Won pulled him up by the collar of his shirt and pointed a gun to his head. “Tell me who’s your leader punk or else I’ll blow your brains out.”&lt;br /&gt;The young boy was whimpering. I felt sorry for him. “Please don’t kill me. My leader is Eun Tae Won.” “Who the hell is that?” asked Ji Won angrily. “What the hell does he have against me?” “He’s the godson of Mr. Eun, who’s one of the heirs of the Eun Hotel Empire and he came to get the inheritance back from you.”&lt;br /&gt;I listened to what the boy was saying. I never knew that Ji Won’s uncle had a god son. From what I had heard, Ji Won’s uncle had passed away 2 months ago and he had a heir. The heir is the leader of Black Dragon, I figured out.&lt;br /&gt;“That bastard,” said Ji Won. “He’s dead and he still has someone after me.” When Ji Won wasn’t looking, the Black Dragon boy had pulled out a knife, ready to stab Ji Won. I didn’t have time to think so I reacted instantly. I shot the boy. He fell back in pain but managed to get up and run away.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked at me surprised. He gave me a smile. “Good job, Min Sung,” he said walking over to me and patted me on the back. I was appalled at what I had done. I couldn’t answer him so I just handed him back the gun.&lt;br /&gt;Just then Jae Jin and Jae Duc came back to us. “Got them all hyung,” said Jae Jin smiling as he did fancy handwork with his gun.&lt;br /&gt;“Good,” said Ji Won. “Min Sung here just saved my life. I knew it was a good idea to bring him along.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really?” asked Jae Duc. “Nice work kid.” Then he punched me lightly on the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;When we made it back to the hotel, I ran into my room using my respirator and swallowed a pill. Afterwards, I took a shower. I felt so dirty because what I had done. I knew this was going to be only one of the many dirty work I would have to do to stay with Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 26******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months later… During this time, since I saved Ji Won’s life, he began to trust me more and confided in me with everything. I was like his new best friend. SechsKies continued traveling to many places and recruited new members. More war between SechsKies and Black Dragons broke out. Many businesses were shut down and more members were killed from both sides. All the blood shed and fighting was getting to me but I held on. All the members of SechsKies accepted me but sometimes I overhear them whisper that I’m gay. I didn’t care as long as I had Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;April 30, 1999&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after many days of hard work, SechsKies finally got a day of rest. The leaders always hang out together but Ji Won always included me. We were at this fancy restaurant and were all having a good time. Jae Duc was telling us funny jokes. He stopped in the middle of a joke as he saw the Black Dragon leaders enter the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Tension was felt by everyone. The Black Dragons sat down across from us. Ji Won and Tae Won were giving each other glares. Underneath the tables, we pulled out our guns. I knew the Black Dragons were doing the same. We didn’t know which side fired the first shot but before we knew it, bullets were flying everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won covered me as we ran out of the restaurant safely. We met up with the other 5 Kies in a dark alley. The Black Dragons were still chasing us.&lt;br /&gt;“Damn it hyung! What should we do?” asked Jae Jin.&lt;br /&gt;“Kill them all!” shouted Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;“There are too many,” Ji Yong shouted back. “Let’s just hide out in this motel.” We all ran and hid in this cheap motel’s restaurant. The Black Dragons lost us and continued searching. “I don’t believe this!” said Ji Won furiously. “I, Matthew Eun, of SechsKies have to hide down here in this *bleep* roach motel like I’m a dog or something!”&lt;br /&gt;“Calm down,” I said to him gently, patting his back. “It’s not so bad.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah hyung,” said Sung Hoon. “It’s only for one night. Besides, we’ll make them pay for this.”&lt;br /&gt;All of us looked around. There was only one bed. I could tell none of us wanted the floor because it was disgusting and reeked of something. “I ain’t taking the floor!” all of us shouted in unison.&lt;br /&gt;“There’s only one bed though,” said Su Won.&lt;br /&gt;“Look on the bright side,” said Jae Duc as he laid out the sheets on the bed. “At least it’s king size.”&lt;br /&gt;I nodded my head. “It’ll be tight but we’ll all have to try and fit in.”&lt;br /&gt;Soon it was Jae Jin, Jae Duc, Ji Won, me, Sung Hoon, Ji Yong, and Su Won laying down side by side uncomfortably on the bed. We were laying down one by one and the others looked at me strangely as I ran to be the next person who laid near Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;Soon everyone fell asleep except me. I made sure everyone was asleep before I made my move. I bent over to kiss Ji Won lightly on the lips. Then I laid my head down on his chest to hear his heart beat. I sighed contentedly.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly I felt Ji Won’s leg twitch. Oh no. I knew what he was about to do. His 360. I placed my entire body on top of his because I didn’t want to get kicked. As Ji Won did his 360, he kicked everyone except me off the bed. As always when Ji Won was done, he had a huge smile on his face. Then he held onto me tightly. I was overwhelmed with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;The others must have been exhausted because none of them woke up except Jae Duc. He opened his eyes sleepily and said, “Huh?” “You’re dreaming,” I whispered to him. He nodded his head and went back to sleep. Soon I drifted off to sleep too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 27******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Morning…&lt;br /&gt;May 1, 1999&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won began to stir. He woke up finding Min Sung holding onto him tightly. Ji Won widened his eyes and gently unraveled Min Sung’s arms and legs off of him. The guys already called Min Sung gay and he didn’t want them to think he’s gay too. He sat up and saw 5 of the SechsKies leaders laying on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Then Sung Hoon began to wake up. He sat up and looked around. “Gross! How the hell did I end up down here?” Ji Won shrugged his shoulders. Then Jae Duc woke up. “Damn, my butt hurts. It feels like someone kicked it last night.” Then one by one everyone woke up. “P.U.!,” yelled Jae Jin. “This floor stinks!” Everyone started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry you guys,” said Ji Won laughing. “I must have done a 360 and kicked you all off.”&lt;br /&gt;“How come you didn’t fall off Min Sung?” asked Ji Yong.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, oh, I thought. “I did,” I answered him. “But I got back up and went to sleep on the bed again.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really?” asked Su Won. “I didn’t even know. I just went right on sleeping.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won began to study Min Sung. It was weird but somehow Ji Won had a feeling that Min Sung knew he does a 360 in his sleep. ‘But that’s impossible,’ he thought to himself. ‘Only Mina knows that and why didn’t Min Sung say anything about me kicking him?’ Ji Won didn’t know what was going on with Min Sung but he knew he had to find out.&lt;br /&gt;We all got up and ready to leave the room. The coast seemed clear so we walked out unarmed. Big mistake. There was a n ambush waiting for us. “Disperse!” yelled Ji Won and we all ran our separate ways. Black Dragons chased after each one of us. I lost the Black Dragon member that was chasing me but I didn’t want to go back the hotel room without Ji Won so I turned back to get him.&lt;br /&gt;When I found Ji Won, he was backed up against the wall by a Black Dragon. It was the leader, Tae Won. He was telling Ji Won to bow down and beg for mercy but Ji Won ended up spitting in his face. Tae Won got angry and pulled the knife back to stab Ji Won in his throat. I ran as fast as I could and knocked Tae Won down. He dropped the knife and fell to the floor with me. As he fell, he used the handled of the knife to knock Ji Won unconscious. Tae Won got up glaring at me.&lt;br /&gt;“Do you know who you’re messing with?” he asked me angrily.&lt;br /&gt;I glared at him back unflinching. “I’ll make you pay for hurting Ji Won.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh you must be the gay SechsKies member I’ve heard so much about,” said Tae Won laughing. “You’re afraid your *bleep* leader would die leaving you alone?”&lt;br /&gt;That made me really angry. I didn’t care that he called me gay but calling Ji Won a *bleep* ticked me off. Since he was distracted, I grabbed the hand he was holding the sword with, and made him stab himself. He cried out in shock and pain. He pulled knife out of him. Tae Won pushed me away and cuts me in the knee with his knife. I fell down and saw him raise the knife above my head. I was going to die.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly a voice screamed out, “Gang Rape!”&lt;br /&gt;It made Tae Won run off. I looked over to see who it was. It was Kyung Hee screaming for the cops. I saw her looking at me sighing and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;“Kyung Hee!” I screamed for her.&lt;br /&gt;Kyung Hee looked at me strangely as she approached me. “Do I know you?”&lt;br /&gt;I nodded my head and motioned for her to come near me. When she did, I whispered in her ear, “It’s me, Mina.”&lt;br /&gt;“Mina? But you’re a guy!” she yelled back at me.&lt;br /&gt;“Look at me closely.”&lt;br /&gt;When she did, her eyes widened as she grabbed a hold of me. “Mina, it is you!” I turned her back to face me. “Please help me bring Ji Won back to the hotel.” Kyung Hee made a face of disgust.&lt;br /&gt;“What are you doing with the SechsKies leader and why are you dressed like a guy?”&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll explain later,” I told her. We both put Ji Won’s arms around us as we carried him back. Along the way we found Sung Hoon unconscious on the ground, bleeding. I set Ji Won down gently and lifted Sung Hoon up. “Sung Hoon!” I said, shaking him. He was hurt badly. “Kyung Hee, please do me a favor. You carry Sung Hoon while I carry Ji Won.”&lt;br /&gt;Kyung Hee looked at me reluctantly but then nodded. I lifted Ji Won onto my back and carried him back to the Nam Hotel. My leg was still bleeding from the cut and I was limping. “Mina, can you carry him?” Kyung Hee asked me, concerned. “I’ll be fine,” I answered her as we made it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 28******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Ji Won back to his room while Kyung Hee took Sung Hoon back to his. I washed Ji Won’s cuts and nursed his wounds. When he was bandaged, I sat down on the chair next to his bed. Then suddenly, I couldn’t breathe. One of my attacks is coming on and I didn’t have my respirator with me. My heart was aching so painfully that I was gasping in pain. But then I remembered Ji Won had a respirator. I searched his pockets and sure enough, there it was. I started pumping it quickly and air entered my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;My vision cleared and I began to breathe easier. Then I put it back into his pocket. My touch made Ji Won stir. He began to wake up. He looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;“Min Sung?” he asked weakly.&lt;br /&gt;I nodded my head. “Yes, it’s me hyung.” Ji Won lifted himself up. “Where am I?”&lt;br /&gt;“We’re back at our hotel.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh,” Ji Won said as he looked at my leg. “What happened to your knee?”&lt;br /&gt;I looked down at it. It was bleeding through my pants. “It’s nothing hyung. I’ll be okay in a few days.”&lt;br /&gt;“Did Tae Won do this to you?”&lt;br /&gt;I nodded my head.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won pounded his fist on his desk. “Damn him! I’ll get him back.”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s okay hyung,” I said calming him down.&lt;br /&gt;“By the way,” he asked me suddenly, “how did you end up finding me? Weren’t you supposed to come back here by yourself?”&lt;br /&gt;His question hit me by surprise. I answered him truthfully. “I came back to look for you because I was worried you might be in danger.” I saw Ji Won look at me awkwardly and inched himself away from me. He thinks I’m gay, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, thanks for coming back to save me then,” Ji Won said to Min Sung awkwardly. Min Sung nodded and left his room. Ji Won lets out a sigh. He loved Min Sung as a friend and definitely nothing more. He didn’t want Min Sung to have any thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Instinctively Ji Won reached into his pocket to check to see if his respirator was still there. It was but it was different. Ji Won stared at it with wide eyes. His once filled respirator was now only half full with air. Someone had been using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 29******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening Ji Won posted a note on my door telling me to meet him. It was 8 p.m. and I knocked the door to his room. “Come in,” said Ji Won. I entered his room, not knowing what he was going to say. “Follow me,” he ordered. He left the room and I followed him.&lt;br /&gt;He took me to the beach that was near our hotel. Then he walked over to a spot where there were two rocks side by side. I caught my breath. This looks exactly like our spot in Hawaii, I thought. “Come here and sit next to me, Min Sung,” said Ji Won to me, patting the rock next to him. I sat down near him and closed my eyes as I breathed in the salty sea air. Ji Won began to study Min Sung. ‘He looks like Mina in a way,’ he thought. ‘Could he be Mina in another form?’ Ji Won didn’t believe in reincarnation but Min Sung was too much like Mina for him. He wanted to see if somehow Min Sung was Mina so he had to test him. “Min Sung, you want to hear a story?”&lt;br /&gt;“Sure,” said Min Sung eagerly.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won smiled as he told his story. “There once was this rich boy who came from a messed up family. He had no friends at all. Then one day he met this little girl who became his friend. She was really nice to him, unlike his family, so he began to adopt her as his dongsang.” Ji Won paused right there to see Min Sung’s reaction.&lt;br /&gt;My smile faded when Ji Won began his story. He was talking about our life in Hawaii. Then I figured out he was testing me. The respirator, I thought. I must have drained it when I was using it so now he suspects me. I steadied myself and tried my best to give no reaction. Ji Won stared at Min Sung, who appeared to have no reaction to the story. “Well what do you think?” Ji Won asked him. “That’s a cute story, hyung,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. Ji Won continued. “Do you know why he took extra care of his dongsang?” Min Sung shook his head no. “It’s because she has this heart problem and needed this respirator to breathe.” He took out the respirator from his pocket and showed it to Min Sung. Again no reaction.&lt;br /&gt;“Poor girl,” said Min Sung.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, poor girl,” said Ji Won sadly. “She died a few years later.”&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Ji Won sadly. I knew Ji Won felt bad because of my death but since I’m no one special to him, it wouldn’t matter if he knew the truth that Mina was still alive and with him right now. Then Ji Won took out a stone and handed me one. I rubbed the white marble stone for a while. “Throw it,” he told me. I shook my head no. To me it was like a present so I didn’t throw it but just kept it in my pocket. Ji Won threw his into the ocean. It skipped 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;“Perfect,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;“Why is it perfect?” I asked him.&lt;br /&gt;This time I wished he would tell me the significance of the 3-skip. “When the stone skips 3 times, it means 3 words. I love you.” I looked at Ji Won in an overwhelming joy. Did Ji Won love me? He had thrown the rock and it skipped 3 times many times before. “So did the rich boy ever really loved his dongsang?” I asked Ji Won. Ji Won looked at me. “Of course he does. He has a lot of brotherly love for her.” “Oh,” I whispered softly. My heart began to ache.&lt;br /&gt;As Ji Won continued staring at the ocean, I began to walk home with a heavy heart. Ji Won began to shake his head. ‘Mina’s dead already so why am I denying that I love her?’ he thought to himself as he stared out to the ocean. “Actually, Min Sung, the rich boy loved his dongsang the first day he met her but he’s such a weak person. He never could admit his feelings for her and just waited for her to say that she loves him first.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won turned around and saw that Min Sung had left. ‘Oh well,’ he thought as he headed back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 30******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Since some of you wanted to hear more about Sung Hoon and Kyung Hee, this chapter is a little side story.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon woke up aching. He realized he was back at the Nam Hotel and in his room. “How did I make it back here?” he asked himself. Then he realized he was wearing nothing but his boxers. His bathroom door suddenly opened and out came Kyung Hee. “Hey!” he shouted as he pulled a blanket over to cover himself.&lt;br /&gt;Kyung Hee rolled her eyes. “It’s too late for that. I’ve seen it all already,” she told him as she yanked the blanket away.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon crossed his arms over his chest. “So you took advantage of me in my weak state?” “So what if I did?” she snapped at him.&lt;br /&gt;“That means you have to marry me and support me while I give birth to your child.” Kyung Hee couldn’t help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon smiled at her. ‘I guess he isn’t so bad,’ she thought. “You know,” said Sung Hoon quietly. “You didn’t have to diss me like that when you said you’ll go out with me.” Kyung Hee looked at him.&lt;br /&gt;“I had to! You were such an arrogant jerk and you wouldn’t leave me alone.”&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe it’s because I like you too much to leave you alone,” he replied back.&lt;br /&gt;Kyung Hee blushed a little and decided to change the subject. “Give me your arm,” she said to him. Sung Hoon’s right arm was bleeding and Kyung Hee began to wash the cut.&lt;br /&gt;“Ow!” he yelled in pain, pulling his arm back. “That hurts.”&lt;br /&gt;“Does it?” Kyung Hee asked him, concerned. “I’m sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;She leaned over to blow on his cut. Sung Hoon stared at her the entire time. He felt warm and shy being around her. He never felt this way for a girl before. She was nice to him and not dissing him like she usually does. He really liked that feeling. Kyung Hee gently placed his arm into a cast.&lt;br /&gt;“There,” she said. “All better.”&lt;br /&gt;“You know,” said Sung Hoon softly. “Everyone says kisses make boo-boos feel better and go away.”&lt;br /&gt;When Kyung Hee was nursing Sung Hoon, she developed a liking for him and his nice body was a good addition. “Really?” she asked skeptically. “I don’t believe you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why don’t you test it out then?” he challenged her smiling.&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe I will,” she said, flirting back. “Where does it hurt?”&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon pointed to his knee. Kyung Hee kissed it. Then he pointed to his hand. She kissed it too. Slowly he pointed to his forehead, which she also kissed. He worked his way down to his nose. Kyung Hee couldn’t help but laugh as she kissed his nose lightly. Sung Hoon’s nose was broken.&lt;br /&gt;Then he pointed to his lips. Kyung Hee was about to kiss it lightly but then Sung Hoon held onto her tightly to deepen the kiss. Kyung Hee felt drawn to him so she didn’t push him away. He turned her over so she laid down on his bed, with him on top of her. His hand went under the back of her shirt and he stopped there. Kyung Hee continued kissing him and ran her fingers through his hair. Since she wasn’t stopping him, he was about to continue when… *knock knock*&lt;br /&gt;‘I’m going to kill that person,’ thought Sung Hoon as he broke off the kiss. “Yeah? What is it?” he yelled.&lt;br /&gt;“Matthew wants all of us to go down to the dining room for a meeting,” said Ji Yong.&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, I’ll be there in 5 minutes!” Sung Hoon yelled back. When he heard footsteps of Ji Yong leaving, he kissed Kyung Hee once more. “Sorry honey, I have to go but I’ll be right back.” Kyung Hee nodded and helped him into his clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 31******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Order SechsKies!” yelled Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;“Ooh, ooh,” said Jae Duc. “I want some kimbab!”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won glared at him. Jae Duc shuts up. “Now I want to talk to all of you about Min Sung. He’s only been here for a few months but he had saved my life twice and not to mention, Sung Hoon’s.” Sung Hoon slapped Min Sung on the back and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;“Now,” continued Ji Won. “What do you want Min Sung? A car, money, women? Tell us and it’s yours.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah,” said Sung Hoon. “Just name it buddy and it’s yours.”&lt;br /&gt;I thought about it for a while. The only thing I wanted was Ji Won but I couldn’t say that. Since he was suspecting me so much there was only one thing I should ask for. “I want a woman,” I told them. They all opened their mouths in shock.&lt;br /&gt;“Alright Min Sung, you dog!” yelled Sung Hoon, breaking the silence. “At least you’re proving to us that you’re a man now!”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay,” said Ji Won slowly. “Who’s the girl?”&lt;br /&gt;“So Kyung Hee,” I announced.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Sung Hoon’s smiling face turn mad.&lt;br /&gt;“Who do you want?” Sung Hoon asked me in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;I repeated myself. “So Kyung Hee.”&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. “Out of all the girls you could have picked, why her?” he yelled at me. I knew Sung Hoon liked Kyung Hee but Kyung Hee was the only person that could help me. “I happen to like her too,” I answered him. “Besides, you all said I can have anything I want, and I want Kyung Hee.”&lt;br /&gt;“He’s right,” said Ji Won softly. “We can’t go back on our words.” Ji Won clapped his hands for attention. “So Kyung Hee now belongs to Ahn Min Sung. Anyone from SechsKies who touches her, the penalty is death.”&lt;br /&gt;Su Won and Ji Yong had to hold Sung Hoon back from attacking me. “I thought you were my friend!” he yelled as they took him away. I sighed and headed for my room.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked at Min Sung as he was walking away. “Min Sung.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes hyung?”&lt;br /&gt;“Are you sure that’s what you want?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes hyung. I’ve never been more sure in my life.” Then Min Sung left.&lt;br /&gt;When I made it back into my room, Kyung Hee was in there waiting for me. “What the hell is going on?” she asked me. I knew it was time to tell her my story. When I finished, she was bawling like a baby. I handed her a tissue.&lt;br /&gt;“Th..that is s..so..romantic,” Kyung Hee said, sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;I patted her head as she leaned on me. “No, it’s not.”&lt;br /&gt;“So you’re not going to tell Ji Won who you really are?”&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head. “It wouldn’t matter anyway.”&lt;br /&gt;“How do you know? If he knows you’re still alive, who knows? He might fall in love with you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe,” I began slowly. “But then he’d love me out of pity and not out of love. I don’t want that.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.” Kyung Hee stared at the floor. “I wonder if Mickey really likes me.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?!” I asked in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me sheepishly. “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mickey and I are beginning to fall for each other.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why didn’t you tell me?”&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t have a chance to. Besides, it just happened.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry Kyung Hee.”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s okay,” she said as she hugged me. “We’ll just have to put our little romance on hold for a while. You’re more important.”&lt;br /&gt;“No, I’ll go tell-“&lt;br /&gt;My words were cut off by my lack of air. This time my attack was worse than it ever had been before. Kyung Hee stared at me frightened. “Mina! What’s happening?” “C..can’t breathe…” I managed to say. She lifted me up.&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital.”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t let the others see me,” I said to her before I collapsed into total darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 31******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly I began to open my eyes. I closed them instantly because the light reflecting me was so bright. Am I on the other side? I wondered. I managed to squint my eyes open. I found myself strapped to a pulse racer machine and an IV fluid was hooked up to me. I started to look around my room. I was in a hospital and I saw that my door was open slightly ajar. Then I heard 2 voices talking and I began to eavesdrop.&lt;br /&gt;“It’s a miracle that she’s still alive,” said the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;“Is she going to be okay?” Kyung Hee asked him.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, according to these test results, her heart will expire any time now. We need to get her a heart transplant soon because she’s past overdue for 2 years already. I made some calls and there is a matching donor for her in England.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll have to talk to her about it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Please do,” said the doctor. “It’s her only hope of living.”&lt;br /&gt;Kyung Hee slowly entered my room. She stared at me with wide eyes. “You heard everything Mina?” I nodded my head weakly and took the air respirator off my mouth. “You can tell him to forget about it. I’m not going to England for a couple of months to get surgery.”&lt;br /&gt;Kyung Hee ran over and shook me. “Mina, are you crazy? You have to or you’ll die.”&lt;br /&gt;“No,” I told her stubbornly. “It was so hard for me to find Ji Won and I won’t let go of him just like that.”&lt;br /&gt;Kyung Hee began to cry. “I don’t want you to die though.”&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her sadly. “You’re a good friend Kyung Hee. I know you’ll be the perfect girl for Sung Hoon.” I yanked the IV tube off my arm. “Come on. Let’s go home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little over a month later…&lt;br /&gt;My heart condition began to grow worse. My attacks became more frequently and undetected. It would happen during odd times like when I’m showering or having dinner with the SechsKies guys. Luckily Kyung Hee was always there by my side to cover for me. Sung Hoon hated me. I can tell by the way he acts. He probably thinks that Kyung Hee really likes Ahn Min Sung (that’s me). What he doesn’t know is Kyung Hee truly does love him and it breaks her heart seeing him go out with other girls. I think he’s doing that to make her jealous. As for Ji Won, he began to grow distant towards me. He wouldn’t talk to me much and he’s been depressed about something lately. I wish I could know what was bothering him because it hurts me to see him sad like that. Secrets are definitely hard to keep. Especially ones that you have to cover everyday. I should have known that my disguise and heart attacks would be exposed soon but it just came to me unexpectedly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 31******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 15, 1999&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won was in his depressed state again. There was this empty void inside him that he couldn’t erase. It was a recurring pain that never seemed to end. He felt lonely. Whenever he sees Min Sung and Kyung Hee together, it disturbs him. He couldn’t figure out what it was but he kept finding something wrong with the picture. Then a knock came on his door. “Come in,” he said, without bothering to see who it was.&lt;br /&gt;I entered Ji Won’s room holding a tray of food. Now these days since he was in his isolated stage, he didn’t eat much anymore. I was beginning to worry. I didn’t have much time left with him so I wanted to take care of him the best I could with the time I still had left. “Hyung? Are you hungry? I brought you some food.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won turned around to see who it was. It was Min Sung. “Just put it down.” Min Sung placed it down before Ji Won. Ramyun, mee-yuk-gook, rice, and curry. ‘How does he know I like these food?’ Ji Won thought. “Take it away I don’t want it.”&lt;br /&gt;“But hyung, you haven’t ate for days. Please eat a little bit.”&lt;br /&gt;“I said take it away!” Ji Won yelled, his anger exploding. He knocked over the tray of food. It ended up spilling all over Min Sung. Ji Won and Min Sung stared at each other. Neither of them knew what to say. Min Sung leaned over to clean up the spilled food and then left. Ji Won fell back in his chair. He ran his hands through his hair frustrated. Min Sung was too much like Mina that it was driving him crazy. Ji Won knew he was out of line though, so he began to walk to Min Sung’s room to apologize.&lt;br /&gt;What a mess, I thought as I stripped out of my clothes. I soaked myself into a hot water bath, hoping it could wash away all my troubles. When I was done with my bath, I wrapped myself up in a towel and got out of the tub. Then I heard my room door open and then close. Must be Kyung Hee, I thought as I began to put my clothes on.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won entered Min Sung’s room, not knowing what to say. He wasn’t good at apologizing. He looked around and didn’t see Min Sung anywhere. Then he heard the sound of water draining. He figured Min Sung must be in the bathroom. Ji Won opened the door slightly and saw Min Sung’s bare back. He shuts the door quietly and began to leave. He planned to apologize later but then his mind began to sort out what he had just saw. Min Sung’s back had an ‘E’ on it. Ji Won breaks the open the door to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;I was buttoning up my long sleeve shirt when my door suddenly opened. I stared at Ji Won in shock but then remembered I wasn’t completely dressed yet. I buttoned up the remaining buttons and then faced him. “Hyung!” I said surprised. “What are you doing here?” I caught Ji Won looking down at my shirt. I had buttoned it all wrong and a great deal of my body was showing. Oh hell, I thought. “Hyung, I can explain-“ I began to tell him but I never had a chance to.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won stared at Min Sung’s exposed body. Without thinking, he ripped open Min Sung’s shirt finding that Min Sung was indeed a woman. Min Sung stood still, stunned at what Ji Won had just did. He turned Min Sung’s back to him. There it was. His ‘E.’ “M...Mina?” he asked uncertainly, afraid to hope.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know what I was more embarrassed from. Letting Ji Won see me exposed or being caught. In all my life I had never been angry at Ji Won but I didn’t know why I reacted impulsively. As I held my shirt together, I slapped Ji Won across the face hard with my other hand. His head snapped to the side. He held his cheeks as he turned to face me. “How could you do this to me Ji Won?” I asked him screaming. “Get out! Get out!” I started to push him out the door.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won was in shock. Mina, he thought. He grabbed her arms as she pushed him out. “Mina, don’t! Is it really you?”&lt;br /&gt;I glared at him. As if he knew, Ji Won took off his jacket and puts it around my shoulders. I zipped it up, covering myself. “Yes Ji Won, it is me Mina.”&lt;br /&gt;“But I thought you were dead.”&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t die. I faked my death.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;“So I could go to Korea.”&lt;br /&gt;“You came all the way from Hawaii to find me? Why didn’t you just tell me who you are?” Ji Won looked at Mina, who had tears coming out of her eyes. He was about to brush them off for her but then Mina pushed his hand away. “That’s the only way I could do to be with you. Join SechsKies.” Ji Won stared at Mina as she continued talking. “After you left me all alone in Hawaii, my life became so miserable. Not because of my stepmom, but because of you. I finally found a way to leave Hawaii to find you. I was so happy when I thought about how I could see you again. I thought-“&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won began to feel a rush of mixed emotions. Mina’s words made him sad but seeing her alive in front of him, made him want to hold onto her and never let her go. He paused to let her continue. "-I thought that we could be together like we were….oppa and dongsang in Hawaii. But obviously, I was wrong. You had all those girls around you that you’ve completely forgotten about me.” Ji Won felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. Each one of Mina’s words stabbed him like a knife. “Mina, you don’t understand. I-“ Mina didn’t wait for his explanation and ran. Ji Won chased after her.&lt;br /&gt;“Mina!” he yelled as he chased her out of the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung,” said Su Won as he saw Ji Won ran by him. Ji Won pushed him out of the way. Kyung Hee ran up the 5 Kies. “What happened?”&lt;br /&gt;Su Won shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. Ji Won was chasing Min Sung and kept screaming Mina.”&lt;br /&gt;Kyung Hee stumbled back and Sung Hoon caught her. ‘Oh no, poor Mina,’ she thought. She turned around to see Sung Hoon looking at her sadly. Kyung Hee moved close to him and held onto him tight. Neither one of them lets go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 31******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 16, 1999&lt;br /&gt;It was 3 a.m. and Ji Won had lost Mina. As he chased her down the streets he lost track of where she ran off to. “Mina!” he continued shouting. His cries echoed throughout the streets. A lot of people heard him yelling. So did the Black Dragons.&lt;br /&gt;Tae Won silently crept behind Ji Won. Ji Won was all alone. Tae Won gave an evil smile. He had a plan. He and his sidekick began to set up a trap for Ji Won, which they knew he would fall for.&lt;br /&gt;“Mina!” I covered my ears. I didn’t want to hear Ji Won’s voice. I was so confused. All I ever wanted was to be with Ji Won but now it’s all complicated. I leaned back against the alley wall. I needed time to think.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won ran through the alleys as he continued searching for Mina. Then he ran into Tae Won. Out of the darkness, Tae Won stepped out. “Looking for someone?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah,” said Ji Won, glaring at him. “I’m looking for Min Sung.”&lt;br /&gt;“The punk that stabbed me?” Tae Won asked furiously.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;“I got him.”&lt;br /&gt;“You do?” Ji Won asked surprised. “Hand him over!”&lt;br /&gt;“There he is,” said Tae Won, pointing to a figure up ahead. From the back it did look like Min Sung but little did Ji Won know that it was all a setup.&lt;br /&gt;“Mina?” Ji Won whispered as he approached the person. It was a Black Dragon member. He grabbed a hold of Ji Won around the neck and began shooting Ji Won continually in the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;I looked out from where I was hiding when I heard gunshots. “Ji Won!” I screamed as I ran out from where I hid. My scream threw the Black Dragon member off guard. Seeing his chance, Ji Won grabbed the gun from him and shot him in the head. He fell to the floor dead. Tae Won started to run away but Ji Won aimed a shot directly at his heart. Tae Won fell down dead too.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked at me and then collapsed to the cold ground. He wasn’t able to hold on any longer. Rain began to pour. “Ji Won!” I screamed, shaking him. He was still breathing but barely. I lifted Ji Won up on my back and carried him to a nearby hospital. The rain drenched us and it grew hard for me to carry him because of the weight. However, I managed to make it. They rushed him into the emergency room. Four hours later the doctor came out.&lt;br /&gt;“How is he?” I asked as I ran up to him.&lt;br /&gt;“He was shot 4 times in the stomach region. As you know, a person needs at least one kidney to survive but both of his are destroyed. Unless we can find a donor, he’ll have to die.”&lt;br /&gt;“Give him mine,” I told the doctor right away.&lt;br /&gt;“Are you sure?” I nodded my head. “Because of your heart condition, if we have this operation that means you can die instantly during the transfer.”&lt;br /&gt;I nodded my head again. “I understand. Please let’s have the operation now.”&lt;br /&gt;They tested me and luckily I was compatible with Ji Won. Six hours later the surgery was completed. It’s a miracle that I’m still alive. I knew not for long though.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up finding myself in a hospital bed with Ji Won on a bed next to me. He was still in a coma. I got out of bed and went near him. I stroked his hair gently as I bent down to kiss him. “I love you Ji Won,” I whispered to him. Then I left the room, going to the last place I wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 32******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won began to wake up. He looked around and realized he was in a hospital room. Slowly his door began to open and the rest of SechsKies entered his room. “Hyung?” asked Sung Hoon. “Are you okay?” Ji Won nodded his head weakly as he pulled himself up. “I’m okay now.” Jae Jin walked over to his bedside. “We’re so sorry Matthew hyung. We didn’t know what happened until this morning. We got revenge for you though when we wiped out the entire Black Dragon hideout.”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s okay,” he told them softly as they all bowed down.&lt;br /&gt;Then a knock came to his door. The doctor came in. “Oh good, you’re awake,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked at him. “Thanks for saving me Doc.”&lt;br /&gt;“No need to thank me. Your girlfriend is the one who saved your life.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won began to panic. “What did she do?”&lt;br /&gt;“She could have gotten a chance to go to England to get a heart transplant but she decided to stay to give you her kidney instead.”&lt;br /&gt;“The girl…where is she?” he asked frantically.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor looked around the room. “She was supposed to be in here-“ Ji Won got out of bed and ran out of the room, leaving everyone staring after him. “Hyung!” all the 5 Kies shouted but Ji Won had already left. He ran searching for Mina. He knew where she went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;******Part 33******&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 17, 1999&lt;br /&gt;Please let Ji Won be okay, I prayed to myself silently. Hopefully my prayers will be answered. So is this the end? My heart never changed because it was still the same one I loved Ji Won with. I couldn’t bear the thought of trading it with someone else. I was so confused. Had I finished what I had really come for? What will happen to my love for Ji Won? I didn’t know these answers.&lt;br /&gt;I felt weaker and my pen fell from my fingers. I stopped my story right there. Truth is, I didn’t know how to end it so I might as well leave it unfinished. I took off my cap and clothes. I was wearing a long white flowing dress underneath. It was the kind I always wanted to wear when I thought I was going to marry Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;My hair had grew out a little bit. It grazed my chin. I started to put on some light make up and combed my hair. I don’t know why I’m getting dressed up for but I knew I wanted to die looking like Nam Mina, and not Ahn Min Sung. I looked at my reflection again. At least I look like a girl now, I thought with a little laugh.&lt;br /&gt;When I was done, I leaned against the hard rock and wrapped my arms around it, pretending it was Ji Won. Then I heard a voice yelling out my name. “Mina!” I recognized the voice. Ji Won. I smiled, knowing at least he’ll be the last person I’ll see before I go.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked around the beach and saw a figure in a white dress. ‘Mina,’ he thought as he ran towards her. It was Mina. He lifted her into his arms and onto his lap as he sat down on the rocks. ‘Mina,’ he whispered to her and kissed her on the neck and face. Tears began to fall down his face.&lt;br /&gt;All of my energy seemed to have been drained as I forced myself to open my eyes. My face felt wet but it wasn’t from my tears and it wasn’t raining either. My vision was kind of blurred and I couldn’t see Ji Won too well. I reached up to touch his face. It was wet. “Ji Won,” I whispered to him. “Please don’t cry. You’re scaring me. I’ve never seen you cry before.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked down at Mina, through his tear-filled eyes. “I’m so sorry Mina.” “Don’t say you’re sorry,” she whispered back to him. “You’ve done nothing wrong.” Ji Won shook his head. “I’m so sorry. You’ve done so much for me and I haven’t even realized it. I haven’t done anything for you except put you through a lot of pain.”&lt;br /&gt;I reached up wipe away Ji Won’s tears. “I didn’t expect anything back from you oppa. But I want to know why did you leave me in Hawaii? I could have called the wedding off if you didn’t want to marry me.” I felt Ji Won’s grip on me tighten.&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t mean to leave you Mina,” answered Ji Won, his voice shaking. “I couldn’t take my dad anymore. My grandpa had given me his inheritance and I planned on taking you and Sung Hoon with me. I didn’t tell you about it because I was afraid you wouldn’t leave your family for me. When I came to your house to get you, my uncle’s men were there waiting for me and chased me to the docks. I escaped but I wanted to go back but couldn’t. I could have put your life in danger. This isn’t the first time I’ve cried Mina. I cried when I knew I was going to be separated from you.”&lt;br /&gt;Despite the pain, I managed to smile. Ji Won didn’t want to leave me, I thought. “Look Ji Wonee, I’m wearing the dress I always wanted to wear if we had gotten married.” Ji Won looked at me. “You’re beautiful Mina,” he said to me. “If everything would have gone as planned, we could have been married here in Korea.”&lt;br /&gt;One thing was still bothering me. I think I managed to hold onto my life this long because of this question. “Ji Wonee, do you love me? I mean romantically, and not as your dongsang.” Ji Won looked down at Mina. She was beautiful. His heart ached when he saw how pale she was. He realized she never did knew that he had loved her all along. “Yes, Mina,” he told her. “I loved you since the first day we met. I loved you then and I had never stopped loving you.” He bent down to kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;My heart was deepened to a warm bliss. Ji Won said he loved me, I told myself as I felt him kiss me. Then a cold realization washed over me but I didn’t really care. I always thought that I was hurt when I didn’t receive Ji Won’s love. Instead, I found out my pain came from when I didn’t give Ji Won enough love. I haven’t told Ji Won I loved him yet.&lt;br /&gt;“Ji Won,” I said to him as he looked down at me. “Thank you for making my dream come true by saying that you love me. I know you’re lying and just saying it to repay me but you didn’t have to. I did it all because I-I-“&lt;br /&gt;I was losing my voice. Not now, please, I prayed as tears fell down my face. I need to tell him before I go. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the white marble stone Ji Won had given to me when I was Min Sung. I pointed towards the ocean to make Ji Won look. I threw the stone with all my remaining strength. It skipped 3 times. ‘Perfect,’ I thought as I closed my eyes for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;As Ji Won listened to what Mina was saying, he was stunned still. He couldn’t believe his ears. She thought he was saying he loved her as payment of what she had done for him. More tears fell down his face as he shook his head. Then when Mina pointed out to the ocean, Ji Won saw her throw the stone he had given her. It skipped 3 times. I love you. Ji Won smiled, knowing that Mina loved him too. He had known that she had loved him all along but she never told it to him either. “Mina, you don’t understand. I do love you!” he shouted. Then Ji Won looked down at her. She had passed on. “Mina?” He shook her gently. Her body was still and completely lifeless. “Mina!” he screamed in pain. He held onto her tightly, burying his face into her neck. He was crying so loudly and painfully that both their bodies shook.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon and the others finally made it to where Ji Won and Mina was. They circled Ji Won, who was bent over holding someone they couldn’t see. “Hyung,” said Sung Hoon as he put his hand on Ji Won’s shoulder. “Are you okay? Where’s Min Sung?” Ji Won lifted his head up and Sung Hoon saw who Ji Won was holding. He fell back into the sand shocked. “M…Mina?” he asked in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;“Mina?” the others repeated.&lt;br /&gt;“Min Sung is Mina?” asked Ji Yong.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won nodded his head. “She dressed up as a guy to join SechsKies to be with me.”&lt;br /&gt;“You’re right, Mickey. Mina did love Matthew hyung,” said Jae Duc quietly.&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon got up and hugged both Ji Won’s and Mina’s bodies tightly. “Why?” he asked crying. Everyone remained silent. Ji Won shook his head. He moved away from Sung Hoon and turned to face all of them. “SechsKies is my family. You guys are all like my brothers. Please be my witness as I make this promise to Mina.” They nodded their heads sadly and listened.&lt;br /&gt;“Mina,” Ji Won began. “When you were alive, I was never able to tell you that I loved you. Now that you’re gone, you don’t believe I love you. Even though I never showed you the kind of love you wanted me to, it doesn’t mean I didn’t love you with all I have.” Ji Won paused and yanked off the ring around his necklace. “With SechsKies here as my witnesses, I, Eun Ji Won, take Nam Mina as my wife ‘til eternity. I have nothing to give you Mina except my heart, which belonged to you from the first day we met.”&lt;br /&gt;He kissed her lips as he slipped on the ring. The others watched him in silence. They were surprised when because of all the time Ji Won had been their leader, he had never used his real name Ji Won before. They knew he was serious. When it was over, Ji Won lifted Mina up into his arms as he stood up. “As your leader, I have a final announcement to make. I am quitting SechsKies.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?” they all asked in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung,” said Su Won. “Please reconsider.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won shook his head. “This is the second time Mina left me. I really can’t go on as your leader. The person I loved the most is taken away from me too soon and she died not knowing that I truly do love her.”&lt;br /&gt;The others understood what Ji Won meant. Jae Jin walked up to Ji Won. “What do you plan to do then Matthew?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know,” he answered. I’ll be somewhere where I’ll always be with Mina and constantly remind her that I love her. And as for SechsKies, with all the money and businesses we have, I don’t see any reason why we have to commit any more crimes. We each have enough money to spend for the rest of our lives already.”&lt;br /&gt;They all nodded.&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won placed a hand on Sung Hoon’s shoulder. “Sung Hoon,” said Ji Won.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes hyung?” asked Sung Hoon. “If you do love Kyung Hee, tell her before it’s too late.”&lt;br /&gt;Sung Hoon nodded. “I will.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won looked at his 5 brothers for the last time. “This final meeting of SechsKies is now adjourned. I wish you all the best and hope you do find your true love because I have. Good bye.”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won picked up Mina’s book and scribbled something into it. When he was done, he placed it down back on the rock. Then Ji Won lifted Mina’s body up into his arms as he walked away. “Hyung!” shouted Sung Hoon. “Where are you going?”&lt;br /&gt;Ji Won continued walking and didn’t answer him. The 5 Kies watched their leader walk towards the sunset carrying his bride and disappeared. They picked up the book to see what Ji Won had written. The last entry of Mina's story was,&lt;br /&gt;“True love never has an ending.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;---------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;my thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;am I in-love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;if I am in-love, should I tell her that I love her? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114501280941781069?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114501280941781069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114501280941781069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114501280941781069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114501280941781069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-i-did-for-love.html' title='What I did for love'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114500671099084024</id><published>2006-04-14T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T17:25:11.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 reasons Why I Love You ...</title><content type='html'>hahaha... wala akong magawa!! hmmm this is for... haaaaaaaaaay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;20 Reasons Why I Love You!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can be myself when I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your idea of romance is dimlights, softmusic, and just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me feel like,like, like I have never felt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you anything, and you won't be shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your undying faith is what keeps the flame of love alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;You and me together, we make magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;We're a perfect match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Thinking of you, fills me with a wonderful feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love gives me the feeling, that the best is still ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never give up on me, and that's what keeps me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You are simply irresistible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you bring the best out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your terrific sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Everytime I look at you, my heart misses a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who holds the key to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always say what I need to hear (You are perfect).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love is, what you mean to me - and you mean everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are my theme for a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have had the time of my life and I owe it all to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And, of-course, your intelligence, 'cause you were smart enough to fall in love with me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish un last reason ay totoo... hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114500671099084024?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114500671099084024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114500671099084024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114500671099084024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114500671099084024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/20-reasons-why-i-love-you.html' title='20 reasons Why I Love You ...'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114485060693604281</id><published>2006-04-12T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T22:03:36.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i give up</title><content type='html'>haaaaaay... i decided na i'll give up na lang... it may seem na tumatakas ako but no, i think that's the best na... malamang din you guys don't know what i'm talking about... hmmmm... think of something na babagay dyan sa topic na yan, malamang tama kayo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaay... ako lang kasi ang nahihirapan. it's hard pretending na hindi nahihirapan... hahaha... well i guess im living in a world of lies... wahahaha!! hmmm...so ayan... wala lang malungkot lang tlga ako... hahaha... well masaya nga siguro ako pero ndi maligaya... gets? hahaha! nakakasawa na! haaaaaaaay... i really want to give up...pero nahihirapan din ako mag give up, ewan ko ba, umaasa pa rin ako... hahaha. nyak!! but no... kailangan ko na tlgang mag give up! ilang beses ko nang sinabi yan sa sarili ko! "tama na, sumuko ka na!" hahaha... haaaaaaaaaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll share na rin a touching story na napulot ko sa net haha. baka nabasa nyo na pero para sa ibang hindi pa... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;read it!&lt;/span&gt; maganda siya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daddy Can you give me 10$ ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5 year old son waiting for him at the door.&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the man.&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?"&lt;br /&gt;"That's none of your business! What makes you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.&lt;br /&gt;"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.&lt;br /&gt;"If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, " the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?"&lt;br /&gt;The father was furious. "If the only reason you want to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games."&lt;br /&gt;The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money. After an hour or so , the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. May be there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. "Are you asleep son?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.&lt;br /&gt;"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the man. "It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $10.00 you asked for."&lt;br /&gt;The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank you daddy!" he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man.&lt;br /&gt;"Why did you want more money if you already had some?" the father grumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. "Daddy, I have $20.00 now... Can I buy an hour of your time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;kakaiyak no? haaaaaaaay...parang gusto kong umiyak...haaaaaaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114485060693604281?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114485060693604281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114485060693604281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114485060693604281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114485060693604281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-give-up.html' title='i give up'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114476685197192669</id><published>2006-04-11T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:47:34.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ You</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;100 ways to say "I love You"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; - I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Afrikaans&lt;/span&gt; - Ek het jou lief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Albanian&lt;/span&gt; - Te dua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arabic&lt;/span&gt; - Ana behibak (to male)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arabic&lt;/span&gt; - Ana behibek (to female)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Armenian &lt;/span&gt;- Yes kez sirumen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bambara&lt;/span&gt; - M’bi fe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bangla&lt;/span&gt; - Aamee tuma ke bhalo baashi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Belarusian&lt;/span&gt; - Ya tabe kahayu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bisaya&lt;/span&gt; - Nahigugma ako kanimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bulgarian&lt;/span&gt; - Obicham te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cambodian&lt;/span&gt; - Soro lahn nhee ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cantonese Chinese&lt;/span&gt; - Ngo oiy ney a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catalan&lt;/span&gt; - T’estimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheyenne&lt;/span&gt; - Ne mohotatse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chichewa&lt;/span&gt; - Ndimakukonda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Corsican&lt;/span&gt; - Ti tengu caru (to male)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Creol&lt;/span&gt; - Mi aime jou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Croatian&lt;/span&gt; - Volim te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Czech&lt;/span&gt; - Miluji te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danish&lt;/span&gt; - Jeg Elsker Dig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dutch&lt;/span&gt; - Ik hou van jou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Esperanto&lt;/span&gt; - Mi amas vin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Estonian&lt;/span&gt; - Ma armastan sind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ethiopian&lt;/span&gt; - Afgreki’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faroese&lt;/span&gt; - Eg elski teg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farsi&lt;/span&gt; - Doset daram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Filipino&lt;/span&gt; - Mahal kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finnish&lt;/span&gt; - Mina rakastan sinua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;French &lt;/span&gt;- Je t’aime, Je t’adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frisian&lt;/span&gt; - Ik hâ¬¤ fan dy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gaelic&lt;/span&gt; - Ta gra agam ort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Georgian&lt;/span&gt; - Mikvarhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; - Ich liebe dich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Greek&lt;/span&gt; - S’agapo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gujarati &lt;/span&gt;- Hoo thunay prem karoo choo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hiligaynon&lt;/span&gt; - Palangga ko ikaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hawaiian&lt;/span&gt; - Aloha wau ia oi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hebrew&lt;/span&gt; - Ani ohev otah (to female)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hebrew&lt;/span&gt; - Ani ohev et otha (to male)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hiligaynon&lt;/span&gt; - Guina higugma ko ikaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi&lt;/span&gt; - Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmong&lt;/span&gt; - Kuv hlub koj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopi&lt;/span&gt; - Nu’ umi unangwa’ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hungarian&lt;/span&gt; - Szeretlek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Icelandic&lt;/span&gt; - Eg elska tig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ilonggo&lt;/span&gt; - Palangga ko ikaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Indonesian &lt;/span&gt;- Saya cinta padamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inuit&lt;/span&gt; - Negligevapse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Irish &lt;/span&gt;- Taim i’ ngra leat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Italian &lt;/span&gt;- Ti amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; - Aishiteru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kannada&lt;/span&gt; - Naanu ninna preetisuttene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kapampangan&lt;/span&gt; - Kaluguran daka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiswahili&lt;/span&gt; - Nakupenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Konkani&lt;/span&gt; - Tu magel moga cho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt; - Sarang Heyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Latin&lt;/span&gt; - Te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Latvian&lt;/span&gt; - Es tevi miilu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lebanese &lt;/span&gt;- Bahibak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lithuanian&lt;/span&gt; - Tave myliu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malay&lt;/span&gt; - Saya cintakan mu / Aku cinta padamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malayalam&lt;/span&gt; - Njan Ninne Premikunnu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mandarin Chinese&lt;/span&gt; - Wo ai ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marathi&lt;/span&gt; - Me tula prem karto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mohawk&lt;/span&gt; - Kanbhik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moroccan&lt;/span&gt; - Ana moajaba bik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nahuatl&lt;/span&gt; - Ni mits neki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Navaho &lt;/span&gt;- Ayor anosh’ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Norwegian&lt;/span&gt; - Jeg Elsker Deg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pandacan &lt;/span&gt;- Syota na kita!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pangasinan&lt;/span&gt; - Inaru Taka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Papiamento&lt;/span&gt; - Mi ta stimabo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Persian&lt;/span&gt; - Doo-set daaram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pig Latin&lt;/span&gt; - Iay ovlay ouyay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Polish&lt;/span&gt; - Kocham Ciebie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Portuguese&lt;/span&gt; - Eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romanian&lt;/span&gt; - Te iubesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Russian&lt;/span&gt; - Ya tebya liubliu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scot Gaelic&lt;/span&gt; - Tha gra\dh agam ort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serbian&lt;/span&gt; - Volim te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Setswana&lt;/span&gt; - Ke a go rata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sign Language&lt;/span&gt; - ,\,,/ (represents position of fingers when signing’I Love You’)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sindhi&lt;/span&gt; - Maa tokhe pyar kendo ahyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sioux&lt;/span&gt; - Techihhila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slovak&lt;/span&gt; - Lu`bim ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slovenian&lt;/span&gt; - Ljubim te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; - Te quiero / Te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swahili&lt;/span&gt; - Ninapenda wewe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swedish&lt;/span&gt; - Jag alskar dig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swiss&lt;/span&gt; - German - Ich lieb Di&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tagalog&lt;/span&gt; - Mahal kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taiwanese&lt;/span&gt; - Wa ga ei li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tahitian&lt;/span&gt; - Ua Here Vau Ia Oe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tamil&lt;/span&gt; - Nan unnai kathalikaraen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Telugu &lt;/span&gt;- Nenu ninnu premistunnanu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thai&lt;/span&gt; - Chan rak khun (to male)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thai&lt;/span&gt; - Phom rak khun (to female)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turkish&lt;/span&gt; - Seni Seviyorum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ukrainian &lt;/span&gt;- Ya tebe kahayu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Urdu &lt;/span&gt;- mai aap say pyaar karta hoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vietnamese&lt;/span&gt; - Anh ye^u em (to female)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vietnamese&lt;/span&gt; - Em ye^u anh (to male)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welsh&lt;/span&gt; - ‘Rwy’n dy garu di آ آ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yiddish&lt;/span&gt; - Ikh hob dikh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yoruba&lt;/span&gt; - Mo ni fe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... napulot ko lang ulit yan, hmmm Pilipino siguro gumawa nyan? hahaha. Ngayon may 100 ways na kayo! :) dapat ata meron ding 100 ways to say I hate you... nyahahhaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaay... 4 days left! weeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114476685197192669?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114476685197192669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114476685197192669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114476685197192669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114476685197192669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-you.html' title='I &amp;hearts; You'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114466435226852238</id><published>2006-04-10T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T18:19:12.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Points to Understand Girls</title><content type='html'>nakakita na rin ako ng similar sa 99 secrets... nabasa ko na rin ito somewhere before haha!&lt;br /&gt;totoo nga ba ito? i'll comment na rin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 100%;font-size:15;" &gt;&lt;div align="\&amp;quot;center\&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some points to understand Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When a girl says she's sad, but she isn't crying, it means she's&lt;br /&gt;crying in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When she ignores you after you've done something wrong, it's best&lt;br /&gt;to give her some time to cool down before touching her heart with an&lt;br /&gt;apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A girl can't find anything to hate about the guy she loves (which&lt;br /&gt;is why it is so hard for her to 'get over him' after the&lt;br /&gt;relationship's over.) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- really? ...eh bakit...siya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If a girl loves a guy, he will always be on her mind every minute&lt;br /&gt;of the day, even though she flirts with other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When the guy she likes smiles and stares deep into her eyes, she&lt;br /&gt;will melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A girl likes to hear compliments, but usually not sure how to&lt;br /&gt;react to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When a particular guy flirts with a girl very often, a girl would&lt;br /&gt;start thinking the guy likes her. So if you treat a girl just as a&lt;br /&gt;friend, go easy on the smiles and stare ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you don't like a girl who likes you, break it to her gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If a girl starts avoiding you after you reject her, leave her&lt;br /&gt;alone for a while. If you still treat her as a friend, talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Girls enjoy talking about what they feel. Music, poetry, drawings&lt;br /&gt;and writing are ways of expressing themselves (which explains why&lt;br /&gt;most girls like writing journals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Never tell a girl that she is useless in anyway. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- OMG! ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Being too serious can turn a girl off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When the guy she likes calls her for the first time, the girl may&lt;br /&gt;act look uninterested during the call. But as soon as the phone is&lt;br /&gt;back on the hook, she will whoop with joy and immediately start&lt;br /&gt;telephoning her friends to spread the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A smile means a lot to a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you like a girl, try making friends with her first. Let her&lt;br /&gt;get to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If a girl says she can't go out with you because she has to&lt;br /&gt;study, leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. But if she still calls you or expect a call from you, stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Don't try to guess a girl's feelings. Ask her. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- im too afraid to ask...lol! depende rin siguro sa nararamdaman hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Hearing the words "I love you" is a great reassurance to a girl&lt;br /&gt;that she is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. After a girl falls in love with a guy, she'll wonder why she&lt;br /&gt;never noticed him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If you need tips on how to flirt with a girl, read romance&lt;br /&gt;stories. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When class pictures come out, a girl would first check who is&lt;br /&gt;standing next to her crush before actually looking at herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. A girl's ex-crush will always be in her memory, but the guy she&lt;br /&gt;loves now stays in her heart. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Girls love having fun! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- who doesn't? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. A simple 'Hi' can brighten a girl's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. A girl's best friends usually know best what she is feeling and&lt;br /&gt;going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Girls hate it when a guy pays attention to them just to get close&lt;br /&gt;to their 'prettier' friend. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- masama talagang maging plastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Love means devotion, caring and happiness to a girl, in that&lt;br /&gt;order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Some girls care about looks, some care about brains, but ALL&lt;br /&gt;girls want a guy who will love and care for them. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Girls want nothing more than to feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Girls always hope that they can always remain as friend with&lt;br /&gt;their ex. But never know how ! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;comment naman kayo! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114466435226852238?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114466435226852238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114466435226852238&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114466435226852238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114466435226852238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-points-to-understand-girls.html' title='Some Points to Understand Girls'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114451149221249349</id><published>2006-04-08T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T00:33:50.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>99 secrets</title><content type='html'>!!nakita ko lang ito sa isa pang blog! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BABALA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ang mga nilalaman nito ay hindi lahat totoo tungkol sa akin... magcocomment lang ako sa ibang parts niya hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 SECRETS GIRLS HAVE TO KNOW ABOUT GUYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Guys don't actually look after good-looking girls. They prefer neat and presentable girls.&lt;br /&gt;2. Guys hate flirts.&lt;br /&gt;3. A guy can like you for a minute, and then forget you afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;4. When a guy says he doesn't understand you, it simply means you're not thinking the way he is.&lt;br /&gt;5. "Are you doing something?" or "Have you eaten already?" are the first usual questions a guy asks on the phone just to get out from stammering.&lt;br /&gt;6. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they always think about the girl they truly care about&lt;/span&gt;. - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;true! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When a guy really likes you, he'll disregard all your bad characteristics. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i guess so...most likely true haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hahaha...kaya smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Guys will do anything just to get the girl's attention. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;anything but not everything... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;11. When guys want to meet your parents. Let them.&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guys want to tell you many things but they can't. And they sure have one habit to gain courage and spirit to tell you many things and it is drinking!&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i don't drink...kaya gusto kong subukan! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Guys cry!!!&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SO TRUE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Don't provoke the guy to heat up. Believe me. He will.&lt;br /&gt;15. Guys can never dream and hope too much.&lt;br /&gt;16. Guys usually try hard to get the girl who has dumped them, and this makes it harder for them to accept their defeat.&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you touch a guy's heart, there's no turning back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...never mind!" would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;19. Guys go crazy when girls touch their hands.&lt;br /&gt;20. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;br /&gt;21. When a guy makes a prolonged "umm" or makes any excuses when you are asking him to do you a favor, he's actually saying that he doesn't like you and he can't lay down the card for you.&lt;br /&gt;22. When a girl says "no", a guy hears it as "try again tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;23. You have to tell a guy what you really want before he gets the message clearly.&lt;br /&gt;24. Guys hate gays! - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;not all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Guys love their moms. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love my mom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. A guy would sacrifice his money for lunch just to get you a couple of roses. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;not just roses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. A guy often thinks about the girl who likes him. But this doesn't mean that the guy likes her.&lt;br /&gt;28 You can never understand him unless you listen to him. -&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; tama! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If a guy tells you he loves you once in a lifetime. He does. - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beware. Guys can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than girls can. - CHISMAX!! nyahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Like Eve, girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;32. Guys are very open about themselves. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;depende kung kanino haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's good to test a guy first before you believe him. But don't let him wait that long. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;tama!! wag magpapaasa sa wala!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. No guy is bad when he is courting&lt;br /&gt;35. Guys hate it when their clothes get dirty. Even a small dot. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i think so too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Guys really admire girls that they like even if they're not that much pretty. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;38. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i strongly agree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;no comment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. A guy finds ways to keep you off from linking with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;41. Guys love girls with brains more than girls in miniskirts.&lt;br /&gt;42. Guys try to find the stuffed toy a girl wants but would unluckily get the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;43. Guys virtually brag about anything. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;galit ako sa mayayabang!! wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Guys cannot keep secrets that girls tell them. -&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; i can! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Guys think too much.&lt;br /&gt;46. Guys' fantasies are unlimited. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Girls' height doesn't really matter to a guy but her weight does! -&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; AGREE!! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guys tend to get serious with their relationship and become too possessive. So watch out girls!!! &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;really!? ...am i possessive? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. When a girl makes the boy suffer during courtship, it would be hard for him to let go of that girl.&lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's not easy for a guy to let go of his girlfriend after they broke up especially when they've been together for 3 years or more. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SOBRANG TOTOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. You have to tell a guy what you really want before getting involved with that guy.&lt;br /&gt;52. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he's too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won't be matured and grow up. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;i guess so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;When an unlikable circumstance comes, guys blame themselves a lot more than girls do. They could even hurt themselves physically. - SO TRUE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Guys have strong passion to change but have weak will power. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hmmm...kaya pala tamad ako... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Guys are tigers in their peer groups but become tamed pussycats with their girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;56. When a guy pretends to be calm, check if he's sweating. You'll probably see that he is nervous.&lt;br /&gt;57. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl. He really is. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;im crazy for you! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying "Please come and listen to me" - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and stay...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Guys don't really have final decisions.&lt;br /&gt;60. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a guy loves you, bring out the best in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If a guy has been kept shut or silent, say something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Guys believe that there's no such thing as love at first sight, but court the girls anyway and then realize at the end that he is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;64. Guys like femininity not feebleness.&lt;br /&gt;65. Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.&lt;br /&gt;66. A guy may instantly know if the girl likes him but can never be sure unless the girl tells him.&lt;br /&gt;67. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A guy would waste his time over video games and basketball, the way a girl would do over her romance novels and make-ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Guys love girls who can cook or bake.&lt;br /&gt;69. Guys like girls who are like their moms. No kidding!&lt;br /&gt;70. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;A guy's friend knows everything about him. Use this to your advantage.&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;OMG!! better be cautious hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Don't be a snob. Guys may easily give up on the first sign of rejection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't be biased. Try loving a guy without prejudice and you'll be surprised. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you'll be surprised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Girls who bathe in their eau de perfumes do more repelling than attracting guys. -&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; oo dahil nakakahilo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Guys are more talkative than girls are especially when the topic is about girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Guys don't comprehend the statement "Get lost" too well.&lt;br /&gt;77. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions but still love them more. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;haha... maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. When a guy gives a crooked or pretentious grin at your jokes, he finds them offending and he just tried to be polite.&lt;br /&gt;79. Guys don't care about how shiny their shoes are unlike girls. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;marumi na nga shoes ko eh...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Guys tend to generalize about girls but once they get to know them,they'll realize they're wrong. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hahaha...oo nga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Any guy can handle his problems all by his own. He's just too stubborn to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;82. Guys find it so objectionable when a girl swears.&lt;br /&gt;83. Guys' weakest point is at the knee. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hmmm totoo ba yan? bakit nga kaya? hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. When a problem arises, a guy usually keeps himself cool but is already thinking of a way out.&lt;br /&gt;85. When a guy is conscious of his looks, it shows he is not good at fixing things.&lt;br /&gt;86. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When a guy looks at you, either he's amazed of you or he's criticizing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. When you catch him cheating on you and he asks for a second chance, give it to him. But when you catch him again and he asks for another chance, ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;If a guy lets you go, he really loves you. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;really? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;If you have a boyfriend, and your boy best friend always glances at you and it obviously shows that he is jealous whenever you're with your boyfriend, all I can say is your boy best friend loves you more than your boyfriend does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.&lt;br /&gt;91. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You can tell if a guy is really hurt or in pain when he cries in front of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. If a guy suddenly asks you for a date, ask him first why.&lt;br /&gt;93. When a guy says he can't sleep if he doesn't hear your voice even just for one night, hang up. He also tells that to another girl. He only flatters you and sometimes makes fun of you.&lt;br /&gt;94. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;You can truly say that a guy has good intentions if you see him praying sometimes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Basta ikaw Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Guys seek for advice not from a guy but from a girl. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;not really... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Girls are allowed to touch boys' things. Not their hair!&lt;br /&gt;97. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;If a guy says you're beautiful, that guy likes you. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;...shet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Guys hate girls who overreact. -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; oo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships. - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;astig na statement!! sobrang totoo! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wala ng secret hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114451149221249349?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114451149221249349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114451149221249349&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114451149221249349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114451149221249349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/99-secrets.html' title='99 secrets'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114415941781778575</id><published>2006-04-04T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:03:38.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>artistic mode</title><content type='html'>lol @ the title! hahaha... artistic daw ako pagdepressed! lol! haaaaaay... paano pagndi na depressed? hahaha... nakagawa ako ng 3 bagong deviations!! &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31234831/"&gt;falling in love&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31324295/"&gt;love's warmth&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31325069/"&gt;love hurts more than stone&lt;/a&gt;. click nyo na lang para mapunta kau sa deviation, shet lahat about love! bwahahahaha... mas madali kasing gumawa ng something kung tungkol doon. hahaha! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ahahaha. so ayan... happy go lucky nnmn ako! grabe ndi ako masyadong nkpgpractice ng violin kanina!! waaaaaapak! mangangamote ata ako bukas! manginginig nnmn ang aking mga kamay for no reason, nakakainis pati tuloy un sound na lumalabas sa violin nanginginig! hahaha. naaadik ako ngayon sa song ng MYMP na I think I'm Falling! matagal ko na kasing hinahanap yun song na yun, kailan ko lang nalaman un title hehehe! anglufet the lyrics, so kakainlove! nyahahaha! kanina rin pala naglaro ulit ako ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Dance Dance Revolution&lt;/span&gt;! kaso controller gamit ko! wahahahaha... masmadali kasi! lol! astig pag Maniac + Little yun mode! sobrang dali wahhahaha! pati un paranoia na S ko! haha, well hindi na rin kasi ako sanay dahil ngayon lang ulit ako nkpglaro. im so masaya dahil hindi na ako depressed!! wahahahha. grabi pinurga ako ng chicken today! ndi ako ngbreakfast tapos nagorder ako sa mcdo para sa lunch! hahaha, tapos dinner ko chikcen ulit!! ayun!! tapos nagswimming ulit ako kanina!! hahaha... grabe, swimming na lang ang aking ehersisyo! wahahahha... may pinatutunguhan summer ko weeeeeee!! malapit na distribution of cards... sana wala akong bagsak... 12 days na lang pala bago ako umalis...haaaaaaaaaaaaaay... malapit na!! hahaha. may bago nga palang entry si cofibean!! kaso medyo boring imo pero astig pa rin!! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114415941781778575?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114415941781778575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114415941781778575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114415941781778575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114415941781778575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/artistic-mode.html' title='artistic mode'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114407324629622742</id><published>2006-04-03T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T09:16:31.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decay</title><content type='html'>what a day! ...nagising ako ng 730am, gusto ko pa sanang matulog kaso kailangan ko ng money dahil may lessons pa ako mamaya. maaga kasing umaalis mom ko... so ayun, puyat pa nmn ako kagabi at wala na ako sa mood matulog ulit. i texted na capao to know what time kami aalis dahil sa kanya ako sasabay. ndi siya ngrereply hanggang sa umabot ang 1130 at tumawag siya. "okay ka na ba?" kaya ako... "Shit! ndi pa ako ready dahil hindi ka nagrereply..." kaya ayun, napilitan siyang iwan ako dahil may hinahabol din siyang sched sa lessons nya. tapos tinawagan ko na un isa kong friend para may kasabay ako magcommute, yun pala ready na xa kanina pa kaya nakasabay siya kay capao... so there... napilitan akong pmunta nang mag-isa... bali nagcommute na lang ako, smakay na ako ng jeep dahil kailangan ko tlga ng pera. grabe sobrang tipid, Php16 sa tricycle tapos Php7.50 ang sa jeep compared sa taxi na tricycle fare + Php80 para sa taxi fare... pagdating ko dun, maaga akong ngstart dahil hindi dumating un student na dapat 12nn ang start kaya ako'y napaaga ng 1hour. aus lang nmn sa akin. pahirap na nang pahirap un lessons pero kakayanin ko ito. after ko maglessons kumain ako sa jollibee, 2pc chickenjoy w/ 2 rice saka jolly spaghetti w/ cookies and cream na drink mula sa mocha blends. ang gastos...haaaaay. tapos at arund 3pm umuwi na kami dahil nakasabay na ulit ako kay capao. pagdating ko sa bahay sobrang boring at sobrang init. lumabas na lang ako para makipagkwentuhan ekek sa mga friends ko... hanggang sa pagabot ng gabi napagkatuwaan naming magswimming. tagal ko nang ndi nagswiswimming, last year ksi ndi ako nkapagswim even once. kanina lang ulit. the water is warm kaya amsarap magswimming, sayang nga eh. ndi na ako ata ako marunong magswim, hanggang floating na lang ako. nagcracramps pa ako saka medyo nahilo. tapos un mga friends ko pinagtritripan ako hanggang sa... haaaaaay punyeta talaga!! argh... bali i was texting someone that time... tapos ayun nun nagswim na ako, friends ko na may hawak ng cel ko... nakakainis tlga ginawa nila... nireplyan nila un tintext ko... wag nyo na alamin ang tinxt nila... akala ko tlga ginagago nila ako nun sinasabi nila un sa akin tapos pagkatingin ko sa sent items... TANGINA!! MGA HUDAS... sinend tlga nila... kaya lalong sumakit ulo, buti na lang at ndi nagdilim ang aking paningin... /exag ... haaaaay... bali nun nabasa ko un, nagtext na ako para magsorry... nkarami na akong ng apology texts ndi pa rin siya ngrereply... grabe... i feel so weak and helpless... im really sorry... yet wala tlga akong magawa kundi maghintay ng kanyang irereply... parang gus2 ko na lang maglaho ng bigla that time... haaaaaaaaaaay... nakakainis tlga... i feel like my body is decaying...my heart falling then shattering into pieces... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i am really sorry&lt;/span&gt;... hayayayayayay... nasisiraan na ata ako ng ulo... aaaaaaaaargh... nakakainis pa dun, pinagtatawanan pa ako ng mga kaibigan ko, hinihintay nila kung anu magiging reaction nun tinext nila... punyeta tlga... what a day! fucking day... leche tlga...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114407324629622742?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114407324629622742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114407324629622742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114407324629622742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114407324629622742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/decay.html' title='decay'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114389533826163458</id><published>2006-04-01T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T20:42:18.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Market Market</title><content type='html'>kagagaling ko lang sa Market Market, grabe daming tao! sale pala siya hehe. bali dun kami nglunch sa may seafood thingy haha. masarap dun kaso ang hirap kainin nun pgkalaki-laking crab. hahaha. astig din strawberry shake nila hehe. after noon nagshopping na kami. grabe, natetempt tlga akong gastusin un pera ko, but no, ndi ko xa nagastos! nanay ko ang gumastos para sa akin nyahahaha! sayang nga eh, 1 lang nabili kong shirt sa pagkatagal-tagal namin dun. dami ko pa nmng gus2ng bilihin, naaliw ako sa mga print eh hahaha. sa tagal-tagal ko ring paglilibot, andaming bading! grabe! anu kayang meron sa market market at marmaing bading? lol... ang sama ko... nakadalawa rin pala akong caramel frap sa starbucks hahaha! pinurga ako ng starbucks. so ayun, gus2 ko ng siberian husky!! hahaha. tapos pumunta na kami ng parking lot! tangina! bwisit! ninakaw ang spare tire namin kasama yun lalagyan!! sabog na tuloy hitsura ng crv namin!! punyetang magnanakaw! sa lahat ng sasakyang mpgnanakawan amin pa ang nachempuhan!! haaaaaaaaaay... bwisit!! wag kau magpapark sa basement sa market market hahaha! tangina!! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114389533826163458?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114389533826163458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114389533826163458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114389533826163458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114389533826163458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/market-market.html' title='Market Market'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114385556753433769</id><published>2006-04-01T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T10:43:04.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoiler Alert</title><content type='html'>Naibigay ko na rin ang prom pics kahapon! nyahahaha. Sobrang sponataneous ko kahapon hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bali pumunta ako ng mcdo katips kahapon, i met up with monique and her friends haha. medyo na op ako nun start... as in... hahaha. so bali nun nagtagal nakilala ko na rin ang mga kasama niya, si Vhina, Joy, at Mariel. so bali ayun... after namin mgmcdo chineck namin ang expert guides. tangnang rooms yan... haha. feeling ko ndi ako matututo roon eh... nyahahahah. ang lowclass ng rooms kala ko nmn mgnda yun rooms or mas mgnda dun sa kabila? napuntahan kc namin un malapit sa mcdo. hahaha. grabe so low the quality of their rooms! so kadiri... /sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha... ang sama ko lol!! bsta parang nakakawalang gana hahaha. tapos nun balik mcdo at npgusapang manood ng MOMENTS OF LOVE sa BigR Metro East... ho may gawd!! ang layo! hehehe...so nagcommute lang kami papunta. Sumakay kami ng LRT papuntang Santolan tapos FX papuntang BigR! ang mahal compared kung isang jeep lang hehe. kaso ndi ko alam kung anu sasakyan eh... so nun papunta kami ng starbucks muna ako para mabaryahan pera ko, bumili ako espresso na frap na venti! YES may barya na ako! nun nag tricycle na kami ppntang ministop naalala kong bawal nga pala pagkain sa loob ng LRT! Bwisit! kaya minadali kong ubusin un iniinom ko! SHET Brain freeze!! hahaha. pagdating namin ng ministop nakalahati ko agad tapos tuloy pa rin. sobrang kaunti na lang nun umabot kami sa LRT sabay sabi ng guard dun... "pwede mo nang dalhin sa loob yan, wag mo lang iinumin..." kaya ako parang... "PUNYETA!! pagkatapos kong madaliin pwede rin palang ipasok! argh!" kaya ayun... hahaha. dumaitng kami cguro dun at around 6 - 630 pm... eh umuwi pa si monique para mgpaalam kaya naghintay kami dun. so window shopping! hahaha. grabe... nkakatempt bumili lalo na un isang shirt sa human*! damn! nagtitipid lang tlga ako... tsk tsk... hahahaha. so nandun naghintay kami hanggang 8pm. si joy at mariel na una nang umuwi dahil gabi na tlga so kami ni vhina naiwan. so mga 815 ata dumating na si monqiue! yay! moments of love tym na! hahaha si vhina ndi na pwede dahil kailangan na rin nyang umuwi, ako namromroblema kung paano uuwi pero bahala na hahaha. tuloy pa rin! moments of love eh. kaya kami ni monique at un maid nya na lang ang nanood. so ayun. pag pasok namin ng theatre, ending na pala! hahah. natawa kami sa ending hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bali hinintay namin magsimula ulit. grabe 30mins kaming nanood ng trailers!! maraming mggndang movies, gus2 kong manood ng scary movie 4! hahaha benta xa!! gus2 ko ring manood ng happy feet tapos bukas ice age 2! nyahahaha... grabe ang gastos ko lately... hahaha. bali ayun. nagstart na un movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER ALERT! kung ayaw nyo maspoil sa moments of love wag nyo na itong basahin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe! Ang boring ng simula... nakakawalang ganang ikwento haha! grabe! ndi ako nagndahan, mgnda nga un story plot pangit dialogue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pros:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganda ng quality&lt;br /&gt;Maraming symbolism&lt;br /&gt;EncanTADO&lt;br /&gt;Thunderbird (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Location (lalo na yun lake!)&lt;br /&gt;Yun katabi naming umiiyak...pinagtatawanan namin... (bad)&lt;br /&gt;Yun intermission trailers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring&lt;br /&gt;Halos walang kilig moments&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako naiyak, laugh trip pa nga eh&lt;br /&gt;Mas maganda pa un trailer sa TV about sa moments of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... marami pa atang con eh ndi ko lang napansin hehe... ang sama ko! so bali ayan... natapos un movie 11pm! buti na lang at hinintay ako ng nanay at ninang ko hahaha... kasi ayaw pa nilang manood kung hihintayin din pala nila ako. tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learned: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;taena mga trailers! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaay... so that's my afternoon haha!&lt;br /&gt; May bago na akong friends! hehehe saka napanood ko na rin ang moments of love... haaaaaaaaaaay... Pupunta na kaming Market Market weeeee hahaha, ganda kaya dun? di pa kc ako nkkpnta, ngaun ang first time ko... ahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114385556753433769?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114385556753433769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114385556753433769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114385556753433769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114385556753433769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/04/spoiler-alert.html' title='Spoiler Alert'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114336592832787496</id><published>2006-03-26T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T17:38:48.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>string</title><content type='html'>grabe so boring the day today! well... madalas naman haha. nakakainis magmomovie marathon sana ako sa gateway kaso naunang umalis ang nanay ko! argh... so mag-isa nanaman ako sa bahay... tsk tsk... tapos i decided na magpractice na lang magviolin... tangina ambilis tlga masintnado ng hinayupak na violin! ndi pa nmn ako marunong magtono... tapos un isa pang string naputol punyeta!! argh... sobrang nipis kc... haaaaaaaaaaaaay... excited na ako for tomorrow, violin lessons! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina nanood lang ako ng love2love season 10 hehe. ang boring ng first part kasi parang little mermaid lang. benta yun 2nd part! haha. grabe yun asaran sobrang nakakatawa!! haha... ayun, may bago nga palang entry si cofibean!! kaso medyo boring... nagdagdag din ako ng 14 new icons haha, bigay kau ideas hehe. tapos nkagawa rin ako ng bagong art check nyo na lang deviation ko wahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe gusto kong manood ng Moments of Love!! samahan niyo ako? hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114336592832787496?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114336592832787496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114336592832787496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114336592832787496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114336592832787496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/string.html' title='string'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114308623115439086</id><published>2006-03-24T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:37:32.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daTests</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="transparent" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:white; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Face Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="transparent"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/face.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, people see you as down to earth and reliable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your true self is reserved and logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends, you seem logical, detached, and a bit manipulative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you seem mysterious and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In stressful situations, you seem cheerful and optimistic.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/"&gt;What Do People Think Of Your Face?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="transparent" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:white; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="transparent"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/blue.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes reflect: Innocence and sweetness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's hidden behind your eyes: A calculating mind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/"&gt;What Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe...ang ikli ng post ko kahapon... hahaha, sobrang tinatamad kasi ako. so i will make kwento again... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon i woke up na masakit ang aking shoulders! damn! umepekto ang pagkangalay ko sa violin... pero i enjoy playing the violin. haha. kahapon din ako kumuha ng mga tests na iyan dahil walang magawa...pati ata ikweikwento ko nawawala na! grabe astig un color of eyes na test!! i love the color blue, i have a calculating mind, not sure about the reflect thingy though... hahaha, what do you guys think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakalimutan ko na nangyari sa akin kahapon nyahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bali ayan tapos kanina nagising ako at around 6am!! shet, eh 12mn ako natulog! bakit ba ang aga kong gumising!? nakakainis... kulang na nga ako sa tulog eh... so dahil wala rin naman akong gagawin, i decided to practice holding the bow and playing the violin... well not actually play... haha. bali every now and then plinaplay ko yun violin... grabe super boing tlga ng araw! dapat aalis kami ng friend ko ngaun para mamili ng shirt kaso bukas na lang daw... haaaaaaaaaay... so ayan wala akong ginawa sa bahay kundi magingay... grabe sobrang init pa!! ang malas talaga! kaya natulog na lang ako magdamag... haaaaaaaaaay... mukhang tuloy kami sa april 15! argh... hassle sa sched ko sa may! expert guides + yamaha!! haaaaay... tapos sintunado pa ang aking violin ngaun! ndi pa nmn ako marunong magviolin haaaaaaaaaaay...tinatamad na rin ata akong magblog... hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114308623115439086?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114308623115439086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114308623115439086&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114308623115439086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114308623115439086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/datests.html' title='daTests'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114312611699850692</id><published>2006-03-23T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T23:01:57.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intensify</title><content type='html'>wala lang... hahaha.. ang boring ng araw na ito! halos walang nangyari... nakuha ko na rin ang aking violin! haaaaaay... i will start practicing na tom. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe sobrang boring ng araw wala ata akong makwekwento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagcommute lang ako kanina papuntang yamaha hehe... bali yun sinakyan kong tricycle, grabe super luma!! ambagal pa... parang ngang magkakakalas-kalas na eh... parang pinagtagpi-tagping basura... hehe... ayun... tapos haaaaaay grabe tlga! wala lang.. sobrang boring... may isang matanda pa kanina, habang nilalagyan ko ng something ang aking bow, pinaglalaruan nya pustiso nya! grabe!! lol...nakakatawa...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so boring...skip niyo na lang ito hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114312611699850692?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114312611699850692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114312611699850692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114312611699850692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114312611699850692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/intensify.html' title='intensify'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114299655481066619</id><published>2006-03-22T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T14:07:02.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bioline...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td bg=""  style="color:white;"&gt;       &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;                         &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="transparent"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to give more than take in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinuha ko lang yan test na iyan dahil bored ako kanina...wahahah, totoo nga kaya sa akin iyan? hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeee... nagsimula na akong mag-aral ng violin! grabe, so hirap to make hawak hawak the violin with my chin! mas complicated pang hawakan yun bow!! grabe...so hard, so nakakangalay! hehehe. astig un instructor!! i think siya un pinakabata sa lahat ng instructor doon! wala nga sa hitsura nyang magaling siya mag violin eh! so ayan he made turo turo na to me the basics...(napapa &lt;a href="http://cofibean.blogspot.com"&gt;cofibean&lt;/a&gt; na ako!). Ang hirap... so ayun, grabe un instructor ko, ibang klase magyabang... nyahahaha... kasi diba nga tinuturuan niya ako ng tamang way ng paghawak tapos sinabi niya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instructor: "may isa nga akong estudyante eh... pilosopo! bakit daw kailangan pang ganoon yun hawak ng bow kung pwede naman daw na ganito(un parang humawak ng baseball bat)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos sabi niya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instructor: kung ganoon ka humawak hindi mo magagawa ito... (nag play siya ng malulufet na piece!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn!! ang galing ni hudas!! kakainggit!! rawr!! nyahahah... so ayun... bali ako naman making practice practice the hawak saka un pagtugtog errr... ndi nmn pagtugtog kundi paglikha ng noise, noise pollution hehe! grabe mahirap magviolin pag pasmado ka, dumudulas un bow sa kamay! tapos nanginginig pa somehow!! argh... kakainis pero challenging... i am mentally and physically challenged nyahahaha!! tapos ayun... bumili na rin ako ng mumurahing violin para may mapagpractisan ako. but no... wala pa silang stock at darating daw ng 4pm. 3pm na that time so i medyo tumambay muna ako sa school. then may tumawag na isang guy... nagtatnaong about motors etc... sabi ng namamahala doon, "sir, yamaha school of music po ito, ndi po yamaha motors." bali ayun... lol! tapos tumawag ulit un guy using another number nmn ata yamaha school of music pa rin ang natawagan imbis na motors... nyahahaha! sabi na nung namamahala tawag na lang daw ulit un guy tom dahil siya na lang kukuha ng number ng yamaha motors para sa kanya hehehe... so ayun umalis na ako at ako'y nag dota extreme 1.11 ata yun! grabe haha! tapos inabot na ako sa computer shop ng 530pm tapos pinuntahan ko na un aking violin. pagdating ko nandoon na yun violin!! weeeeeeee. but no, ndi ko pa siya maiiuwi dahil hindi ko rin magagamit. ndi pa kasi nakaayos un violin eh wala na un instructor ko kaya wala rin... so much for the image na uuwi ako na may dalang violin. grabe sobrang cool tingnan oh, shet!! haha... the vanity... lol! kaya bukas ko na lang makukuha un violin... i decided to continue na lang the story hehe&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Butiki Cornicles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chapter 2: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Butiki meets baboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nang mamataan ni butiki si baboy nilapitan niya ito. dinatnan niyang kumakain si baboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; baboy... bakit ambaboy mong kumain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; eh kc baboy ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki: &lt;/span&gt;tingnan mo kakaihi mo lang dyan kinakain mo rin. buti hindi ka nagkakasakit at nangangayayat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; pansin ko nga eh... eh ikaw butiki gutom ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; ndi eh, busog ako... matanong ko lang, ganyan ka ba tinuruan ng magulang mo kung paano kumain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; oo, bakit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; baboy rin pala ng mga magulang mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; hoy ingat ingatan mo nga yan dila mo, hindi baboy ang mga magulang ko! sila ay pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; eh iisa lang naman un ah! pig = baboy, baboy = pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; tawag kasi namin sa kanila pig, yun ang tinnuro nila sa amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; may brother ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; pinoy pig brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; oo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy: &lt;/span&gt;my brother is not a pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; easy lang... eh ano siya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; isa siyang... biik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; andami niyo namang tawag sa isa't isa! ...eh baboy lang naman kayong lahat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy: &lt;/span&gt;sige na sige na baboy na kung baboy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; ayan aaminin mo rin palang isa kang baboy! by the way... ipinagmamalaki mo bang isa kang baboy?na ang magulang mo ay baboy? at ang lahi mo ay baboy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; aba oo naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; sige nga, tumingala ka nga at sabihin ang mga ito kailangan maririnig hanggang kabilang kanto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ako, si Baboy,&lt;br /&gt;ay ipinagmamalaki ang aking pagkababoy,&lt;br /&gt;ipinagmamalaki ang nanay kong baboy,&lt;br /&gt;ipinagmamalaki ang tatay kong baboy,&lt;br /&gt;at ang kapatid kong baboy,&lt;br /&gt;at kami'y mananatiling mga baboy hanggang sa kami'y&lt;br /&gt;katayin!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; *inulit ang kanyang pagmamalaki"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; akala ko ba ipinagmamalaki mo, bakit ka nakayuko? ikinahihiya mong baboy ka noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; hoy hindi noh! ganoon  na talaga ako ipinanganak, hindi ako makatingala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki: &lt;/span&gt;*pabulong* siguro binuhay lang kayo para kumain at kainin kaya kayo nakayuko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; ano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butki: &lt;/span&gt;ah wala, sabi ko, malinis ka na sana kaso ang baboy mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; ah okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; baboy, alam mo ba ang airplane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; oo, ineexport kami gamit yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; huh! baboy ineexport!? bakit butiki hindi!? andaya naman oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy: &lt;/span&gt;ewan ko nga eh... ang nanay ko kasi inexport ayon sa aking pagkakarinig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki: &lt;/span&gt;ah ganun ba? alam mo ba ang daan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; hindi eh,  saka mahirap din ata pumunta roon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; bakit naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; kasi paunti-unti dinala ang nanay ko... una ulo, susunod na araw yun katawan naman etc... ang naiwan nga lang ay ang suso niya... at least may naiwan siya sa amin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; eh ano naman nangyari sa iyong tatay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baboy:&lt;/span&gt; isang araw nakita ko na lang na lumilipad ang kanyang bird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki: &lt;/span&gt;ah ganoon ba? sige uuna na ako, hahanapin ko pa ang daan papuntang airport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ano na ang mangyayari kay butiki?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makikita pa kaya niya ang daan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaialn kaya siya aabot sa susunod na kanto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tataba pa kaya siya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may patutunguhan nga ba ang kanyang paglisan&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABANGAN SA SUSUNOD NA KABANTA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114299655481066619?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114299655481066619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114299655481066619&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114299655481066619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114299655481066619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/bioline.html' title='Bioline...'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114294921648485155</id><published>2006-03-21T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:08:07.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moments of rd</title><content type='html'>haaaaaaay sa wakas nakapagenroll na rin ako! grabe... ako'y nahahassle sa sked. 12 sessions, 1 hr per session, 2 wice a week... tapos baka matuloy kami sa pag-alis this april kaya mukhang kailangan ko pang ipagpatuloy ang lessons ko sa May... eh sa May naman mag eexpert guides ako!&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaah, ang hirap nmn nun, but if there's a will there's a way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kanina after ko magenroll kami ay nag Pipeline... isang pc shop at doon ako'y nagpalipas ng oras. nakwento ko nga sa isa kong classmate na ako'y magviviolin... pagtawanan daw ba ako!? hindi raw bagay!! hahaha... sabi ko sa kanya, "ayos lang yun, babagay yan! mahaba na buhok ko oh!" lol... ang labo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so inabot kami ng gabi doon, mayroon doong isang dessert shop "crepe and icecream". naisipan namin ni capao na kumain dun hehehe. umorder ako ng "banana, nutella, whip with FIC" so ayan...mahabang name for a crepe...lol, FIC un name ng ice cream tpaos un flavor na nakuha ko ay "(blahblah) leche" nakalimutan ko un first name...lol! tapos ayun umuwi na kami. nagcommute nanaman ako pauwi. magnda nmn ang kinalabasan niya maliban lang sa tricycle ride... grabe the area so magulo! hahaha... grabe andamit tricycle tapos marami ring sumasakay... pagaalis na sila sa pila nila humaharurot! tapos nun nakasakay na ako, un tricycle sa harap namin may dala-dalang mabigat! so nun paahon na sila biglang umatras at naatrasan ang gulong sa harap ng sinasakyan kong tricycle... grabe... so ayun tinulak nila at nakaarangakada na rin. grabe yun daan! punong puno ng usok at alikabok, ndi mo na madteremine kung anu man un usok o anu un alikabok! grabe!! papatayin ka sa usok... nakakainis! ayun tapos nakauwi na ako... haaaaaaaaay ang boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Butiki Cornicles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chapter 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ang Pangarap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isang tanghali sa may kisame, may isang butiki...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; haaaay... hanggang dingding o kisame na lang ba ako? may itataas pa ba ako? kahit sa airplane lang sana umabot ako, kahit sa may gulong lang niya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pumalakpak si butiki dahil sa sobrang walang magawa kaya nahulog siya sa sahig mula sa kisame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; aray, punyeta! ambobo naman oh! ang tanga tanga, papalakpak na nga lang mahuhulog pa!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AY! wala kayong narinig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lumabas na lang si butiki upang magpahangin at makapgisip-isip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; haaaay...grabe so cold the panahon even though it's summer...ano kaya ang magndang gawin...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; ah! alam ko na... pupunta akong airport! at ako'y sasakay sa gulong ng airplane!! weeeeee &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya't bumalik siya sa kanyang kisame at nagimpake ng gamit. pagkatapos noon sinimulan na niya ang kanyang paglalakbay...while singing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I just can cook its filling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And taking control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Jalousie, throwing paints into the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Swimming through sick lullabies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Choking on my  donut buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But it’s just the price I pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lumber Jack is calling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Open up my eager eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ‘Cause I am butiki"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabay siya'y nadapa... natalisod sabay&lt;/span&gt; "punyetang bato ka, hahara-hara ka na lang sa aking harapan pa!" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but no! hindi siya sa bato natisod kundi sa... isang kahoy!! haaaaaaay ang buhay nga naman... kaya ipinagpatuloy na niya ang kanyang paglalakabay. hindi pa siya nakakalayo ay manamataan siya...isang sign at nakasulat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"Bawal umihi dito!"&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; naibulong ni butiki sa kanyang sarili... &lt;/span&gt;"bkt naman ako iihi diyan!? ano ako walang modo!? kaya nga nimbento ang puno eh! tsk tsk" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya't ipinagpatuloy na niya ang kanyang paglalakbay. may nakita siyang tindahan... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"For Sale: Frozen Fresh Fish"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; grabe namang mundo ito! fresh na nga frozen pa! tapos ayun pa! gusto nilang maging wild! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"wilding services"&lt;/span&gt;... ayun pa ang isa nagtitinda ng corn... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"May lotto"&lt;/span&gt; pati pala tindahan ng mais may lotto na rin! grabe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malayu-layo na rin pala ang nalalakbay ni butiki... nasa kabilang kanto na pala siya! marami siyang nadidiscover sa kanyang paglalakabay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;napabunting-hininga si butiki...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki:&lt;/span&gt; kailan kaya maiisipan ng tao magexport ng butiki? kung maeexport nila yun...makapaglalakbay na ako sa gulong ng airplane! haaaaaaay... i wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabay may namataan siyang isang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABANGAN SA SUSUNOD NA KABANATA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chapter 2: Butiki meets Baboy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame ba yun story? O_o... ipagpatuloy ko pa kaya? hahaha... wala na talaga akong magawa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114294921648485155?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114294921648485155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114294921648485155&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114294921648485155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114294921648485155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/moments-of-rd.html' title='moments of rd'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114285527807993827</id><published>2006-03-20T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:43:13.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>bakit palagi na lang ata boring ang araw ko...? grabe! dapat ngaun na ako mageenroll para sa violin kaso walang tao sa bahay kaya ayun...ako ang mag-isa sa bahay! hindi pa nmn ako marunong magluto... buti na lang may pera ako. hehehe. umorder na lang ako sa mcdo! andami nga eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 McChicken Sandwich meal (go BIGTIME)&lt;br /&gt;1 pc MChicken Meal w/ rice&lt;br /&gt;1 McSpaghetti&lt;br /&gt;1 McJelly Trio na Oreo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang ata...hehe *coughgluttonycough* so ayun. tapos yun bulagaan kanina sobrang benta! tawang-tawa ako! lol... tapos may binasa akong online comics! astig xa! waahaha. &lt;a href="http://ppg.snafu-comics.com/?strip_id=0"&gt;PPG&lt;/a&gt;!! basahin nyo maaliw kayo! grabe so hot talaga this summer! hindi na ba lalamig sa pinas tuwing summer!? buti na lang dumating ang aking mom na may dalang Zagu! wahaha... im saved from this heat! lol... ang boring, nakaiiyak na araw sobrang boring...pero medyo nainspire ako sa comics na iyun na gumawa ng isang ministory haha... try ko nga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/random thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...walang pumapasok sa aking isipan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...isang araw sa park, kasama ng isang guy ang kanyang gf at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; *thinks* "shet pare im so nauutot na...damn, what shoul i do!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; uy, lam mo ba may kwento ako sau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; *nagpipigil at nagiisip ng paraan kung paano niya ilalabas nang hindi mahahalata* ok about san naman yan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; well... i have this friend kasi. she's making kwento about his bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; *hmm paano ko kaya ilalabas...   &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&gt;" i'll wait for something noisy tapos isasabay ko..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; grabe raw his bf! ang lufet magfart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; *gulp* aaaaaaaah... hehe, bkt naman daw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; eh kasi naman... one time nun nagdadate sila, biglang may narinig silang sobrang lakas na pagsabog or something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; don't tell me ganoon kalakas yun fart nun bf nya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; ndi nmn...well ganito kasi nangyari, nun pumutok, isinabay noong guy yun fart niya pra ndi marinig...well hindi akalain ng guy na mas matagal yun fart nya compared dun sa pagsabog...kaya ayun bokya siya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; *on 2nd thought... iba na lang na way...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; grabe ang malas nmn nun bf nya! bwahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; oo nga eh...bwahahaha *anu pa kayang way... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&gt;"lalayo na lang muna ako kunyari may titingnan..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; grabe look at the sky oh...ang clear....tapos npakagnda ng panahon. tapos ang warm mo pa... ambango ng paligid, i can smell the sweet scent ng mga bulaklak...ang sweet ng time na ito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; *argh...mukhang hindi pwede yun... plan c....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&gt;"pakaunti-unti ko na lang ilalabas..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; ayun meron pa pala, one time naman nun nasa park sila naffart din daw siya...eh nahihiya siya dun sa bf nya...kaya naisipan niyang dahan-dahan na lang daw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; tapos anong nangyari?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; nun sinubukan daw ng girl na idahandahan...ndi niya kinaya at bigla raw lumabas lahat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; ang saklap naman nun! *bwiseth...parang alam na ng gf ko ah...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; nauwi na lang silang dalawa sa tawanan... quits na sila hehhe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; *ijojoke time ko na lang siya...tapos pagtumatawa na kami doon ko ilalabas!*ah hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; uy may joke ako sau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; oh!? ano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Little Johnny was just being potty trained and his mom tried this new method with 6 steps: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; 1. Unbutton pants &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; 2. Pull pants down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; 3. Pull foreskin back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; 4. Pee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; 5. Push foreskin forward &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; 6. Pull pants up and button up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; She walked past the bathroom one day and heard Johnny going 1,2,3,4,5,6 and she was thinking she did good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Then she walked past the next day and heard him saying real fast 3-5,3-5,3-5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; ang lame...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; bwahahahahahahha... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;pfffffffffffffffft...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shet ang boring ko! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114285527807993827?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114285527807993827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114285527807993827&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114285527807993827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114285527807993827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114277961563524696</id><published>2006-03-19T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T23:45:28.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Condom</title><content type='html'>So boring nanaman the araw today! Good thing hindi siya gaanong mainit. so bakit nga ba condom ang title? wala lang...la akong gaanong maisip eh saka ang nagbigay ng idea na iyan ay...isang image na napulot ko sa internet waheheheh...punyeta mukhang nagloloko ang photos1.blogger... leche!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 75%; height: 75%;" src="http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/8149/newcondoms8nh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... ang pinkabagay siguro sa aking diyan ay yun mcdo!! hehe... ang reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. mcdo rhymes with mcbo that also rhymes with magbo and also rhymes with magboo therefore mcdo rhymes with magboo... ang labo lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. i love to see you smile...hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. ronald mcdonald... r. m. parang ako... rd magboo! nyak!! ang labo na tlga! wahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. nagiisip pa ako ng reasons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. nagiisip pa rin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. oo spontaneous na ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. matagal na!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. ...dahil si ronald ay isang clown at paglaki ko magiging clown din siguro ako! nyahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan, may 8 reasons kung bakit... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang ata tlga ang babagay sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun meron pa!! yun sa chevy!! alam mo kung bakit? kasi im like a rock! well...manipis na rock hehe... tapos color blue siya...wooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh kayo anu nmn kaya ang sa inyo? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko...bkt pa ba kailangan magcondoms eh ang sex naman ay to procreate? naks!! pero mas gusto ko nang may condoms kaysa naman sa bandang huli... magpapaabort ang babae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napanood ko kanina commercial ng johnson's no tear wash thingy ekek... ang cute nun baby!! wahehehhe... so bakit may ibang tao ayaw sa kanila... tapos ipapaabort... imbis na ipaabort... ipaampon nyo na lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba ang anngyari kanina... naLSS ako sa kantang Majika at Moments of Love! wahehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     Moments of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Close beside you on the warmth of the heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Although the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It’s just you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We can make it to the beat of our heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lost in the start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Moments of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Moments of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bringing us closer together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sweet memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sweet memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know we’ll remember forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Moments of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My lover my friend my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You can give me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All the things that you see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I’ll always dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dreamin’ in your arms (your arms) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I feel it’s like I can do everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You’ve given me wings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Moments of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Moments of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bringin’ us closer together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sweet memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (Sweet memories) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know we’ll remember forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Moments of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Faded photographs and letters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Signed I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Promises we made together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And dreams that came true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dreams that came true (dreams that came true) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And Day after day (day after day) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We look into life with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Moments of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Moments… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bringing us closer together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sweet memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sweet memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know we’ll remember forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Moments of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;oo na corny na ako! wahahaha..but still mgnda yun song para sa akin... hahaha. so ayun...sana bukas makapagenroll na ako sa violin! dahil wala rin akong magawa...naglagay ako ng custom smilies! check nyo na lang! hmmm... wala nang pumapasok sa aking isipan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114277961563524696?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114277961563524696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114277961563524696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114277961563524696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114277961563524696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/condom.html' title='Condom'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114268988403843742</id><published>2006-03-18T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:16:00.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VENTilation</title><content type='html'>ang boring ng araw na ito... grabe!&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong ilabas ang bad aura at kumuha ng good aura! lol labo!&lt;br /&gt;ang init pa ng panahon...the heat of summer sunshine...punyeta ka! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;today nagising ako at around 830am... pinilit ko pa ngang umabot nang mas matagal eh pero ndi nakaya, tinatamad kasi akong bumangon dahil alam kong napakaboring ng araw na ito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ended up infront of the computer...palagi naman eh haha.&lt;br /&gt;tapos sobrang bored, hindi pa nga ako nakapanood ng chunyang kanina! sayang!&lt;br /&gt;tapos nagphotoshop din ako ng sandali at inayos ang aking blog, dinagdagan ko ng background.&lt;br /&gt;tapos balik nanaman ako sa paggawa ng wala, tapos yun mom ko pumunta sila ng ninang ko sa gateway! gusto ko sanang sumama kaso walang tao sa bahay...kasi nmn un bunso kong kapatid hindi umuwi agad! leche...pwede na sana kaming lahat ppnta eh kaso...argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya ayun mag-isa nanaman ako sa bahay...ang boring! kaya ang entry ko ngaun boring din!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fastforward...shweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ayun... around 4pm kinalikot ko ang aking cel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;senti mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napagtripang kong tingnan ang aking tone list.&lt;br /&gt;tapos nakita ko ang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secret verse sa harana...marami sa inyong may hindi alam nun noh? haha&lt;br /&gt;sobrang ganda ng verse na iyon! diba emboys? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"uso pa ba ang harana? marahil ngayon ay alam mo na...at para sa'yo aking hirap kahit na magmukhang hibang tutupdin ang lahat liyag 'pagkat ako'y iyong bihag...at mahal kita sinta!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shet...pare grabe the lyrics noh? so kakainlove ♥ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko...ganyan pala ako dati noong ako'y nagmahal... ako'y nagpakahibang, nagmukhang hibang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ayun...tapos nagbrowse ulit ako, tapos may nakita akong isang voice message...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos naalala ko...yun yung message niya...yun pataging mesage na ginawa niya para sa akin, kc may voice recorder yun phone ko...kaya ayun.&lt;br /&gt;tapos noong aking pinakinggan...narinig ko uli ang napakaganda niyang boses... that sweet, gentle, beautiful voice... how i miss it, how i miss her... damn! i still love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her message was short yet it can make me cry...or happy...or both, labo!&lt;br /&gt;yun message ay... denderedindindindindin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"love you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit pare!! i just can't erase that voice message... kaya sobrang trinetreasure ko ang aking cel kahit hindi mukha dahil sa hitsura nito...&lt;br /&gt;that's one of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOST SWEETEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thing na nagawa niya para sa akin...sa tuwing iyon ay aking maririnig... i want to be with her, i miss her...i love her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/senti mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ayun...wala na akong maisip pang mailagay haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;...i so &amp;hearts; love &amp;hearts; my hair today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114268988403843742?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114268988403843742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114268988403843742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114268988403843742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114268988403843742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/ventilation.html' title='VENTilation'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114259844870083055</id><published>2006-03-17T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T20:48:13.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loner...</title><content type='html'>whatta day! bumalik ako ng ateneo today para bayaran ang lecheng clearance na iyan! taena...2.5k! nagcommute lang uli ako papunta roon...nag taxi na ako para mabilis&lt;br /&gt;taena pagdaan namin sa may old balara...punyeta walang traffic nagjeep na lang sana ulit ako!&lt;br /&gt;ang malas! imbis na 57pesos ulit naging 120pesos! hindi sulit, walang kwenta aircon noong taxi! pero naaaliw ako, alam nyo ba yun radio thingy sa loob ng taxi? haha...ginagawang telepono! naguusap sila ng ibang taxi drivers. ang mga codename nila ay ang kanilang numerical coefficient ng kanilang plate number haha.&lt;br /&gt;ganito sila mag-usap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;456: "456 to 255"&lt;br /&gt;255: "go ahead 456"&lt;br /&gt;456: "krrr prrrreee kwreeeek"&lt;br /&gt;255: "456 bumili ka ng antena ni ernie baron"&lt;br /&gt;456: "pprrrrr krrrrrrrreeeewrk"&lt;br /&gt;255: "ingat ka nga lang baka sumabit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;255 un taxi na sinasakyan ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun tapos marami silang mga pinaguusapan... hindi lang sila 3-way... 5-way pa ata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;255: "675 sa villamor ka na lang dumaan"&lt;br /&gt;675: "blah blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;325: " sa libis ako dumaan etc..."&lt;br /&gt;255: " nakadampot ako ng papuntang ateneo, estudyante"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta mga usapan nila kung anu ano about sa traffic ekek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun bg music pa pala ay "bop it!" haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos dumating na ako ateneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang boring noong nasa ateneo ako na nakapila sa ilalim ng init ng summer. isang oras akong nakapila upang bayaran ang lecheng geom book na iyon na hindi ko naman winala...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...tapos malas hindi pa tuloy ang gateway balak ko pa namang manood ng ultraviolet! pangit daw yun V for Vendeta sabi ng kaibigan ko eh...kaya I ended up staying sa katipunan. Nagliliwaliw nga ako sa may katipunan, naghahanap ng kasama, naghahanap ng malilibre ko sa starbucks. nagpasundo kasi ako ng 3pm pero hindi pwede kaya naging 5pm haha. no luck...ang malas...wala akong nakitang kakilala... kaya nagpakaloner ako sa starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kumuha ako ng coffee jelly saka oreo cheesecake. sinusubukan kong paabutin ang kinakain ko ng 2 oras...nyhahaha! bali ayun...sobrang wala akong maggawa kaya ngtext na lang ako. tapos yun tinext ko ay sad...kaya sinubukan ko siyang pangitiin! haha... nanjowk time ako kahit corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may mga pumasok ring mga tanong sa aking utak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala bang mas malawak na straw ang starbucks para lang tlga mahigop ko un jelly!?&lt;br /&gt;ano kaya iyong "spark hope"?&lt;br /&gt;aliw ang graffiti/wall design ng starbucks...kaya ko kaya sa photoshop iyon?&lt;br /&gt;aabot pa ba itong kinakain ko ng 5pm?&lt;br /&gt;ano pa kaya maiihirit ko para lang mapangiti siya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...ayon tapos napangiti ko rin siya! im so happy kahit boring yung araw. at least i made someone smile...sayang sana kaya ko ring pangitiin ko ang sarili ko pag ako'y malungkot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para naman doon sa aking kinakain hindi naman umabot ng 5pm...hanggang 4pm lang siya! damn! nahihiya kasi akong tumambay ng walang kinakain or iniinom na products nun shop kaya naisipan kong bumili uli pero ayaw kong mabaryhan ang pera ko. well...kaya hanggang 4pm lang kasi leche yun naglilinis... kinuha agad yun tray! argh! ang naubos lang naman ay iyong oreo cheesecake pero yun coffee jelly hindi pa! pinipilit ko pang higupin yun jellies! eh ang hirap doon sa gamit kong straw kaya ang naiinom ko ay hangin! well tinuloy-tuloy ko yun bago makuha ng taga linis para naman magmukhang may iniinom ako...ang poser haha! well ayun...punyeta tlga hindi ko naubos yun coffe jelly sayang pera ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monique kaya mo yan! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at around 430 dumating na rin ang aking sundo!&lt;br /&gt;at last, my saviour ay dumating na! makauuwi na rin ako sa wakas!! weeeeeeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my day turned out alright din naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahha...binasa ko nga pala ang bagong entry ni &lt;a href="http://cofibean.blogspot.com"&gt;cofibean&lt;/a&gt; aliw talaga entries nya kahit mukhang nakakainsulto sa simula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinatamad na akong lagyan ng highlights ang entry ko wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umeepekto na ang mga kinain ko! hyper na ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw nakita ko na ang aking &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/mag_boo"&gt;xanga&lt;/a&gt;! lol doon makikita ang isa ko pang katauhan...&lt;br /&gt;natatawa na nga lang ako habang iyon ay binabasa...pagtawanan daw ba ang sarili haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*sings: "mahal kita pero hindi mo lang alam..." lagi mo nalang akong dinidedma by rocksteddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114259844870083055?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114259844870083055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114259844870083055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114259844870083055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114259844870083055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/loner.html' title='loner...'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114252079521476939</id><published>2006-03-16T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:27:38.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyeta...</title><content type='html'>grabe itong araw na ito! may pagka malas...well malas talaga!&lt;br /&gt;umagang-umaga pa lang ay nag-away kami ng nanay ko...argh!&lt;br /&gt;hindi tuloy ako nakapag enroll sa violin thingy! eh clearance day pa namin ngayon...&lt;br /&gt;bali nagtanong ako sa aking friend na naroon na kung magkano ang aking babayaran.&lt;br /&gt;sabi niya...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Php2572, bali ako..."Punyeta! Tangina naman oh...kumpleto ako ng libro ah, bkt 2500!?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bullshit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala na nanay ko, wala siyang iniwang money so humingi muna ako sa aking lola, naibigay lang sa akin ay 1500.&lt;br /&gt;Ako'y nagaayos na ng mga kailangan at ako'y pumunta na sa school...ang transpo ko ay JEEP! weeeeeeeee... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st time kong magcocommute ng mag-isa na lulan sa isang jeep&lt;/span&gt;. This would be a good adventure for me...little did i know that mamalas malas pa rin ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para pumunta ng ateneo galing sa amin ito ang mga dapat sakyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;una:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tricycle papunta sa may sakayan ng jeep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;second:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sumakay ng jeep na ang daan ay aabot sa tandang sora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; so ako ang aking sinakyan ay ang jeep patungong "Delta" grabe ang init...i can feel the heat, the scent...(amoy araw), and the sweat! medyo mahaba-haba ang biyahe samahan mo pa ng pahinto-hinto ng jeep upang&lt;br /&gt;          kumuha ng mga pasahero. bali umabot na ako sa aking dapat bababaan, sinabi ko "para"&lt;br /&gt;sabay huminto talaga sa gitna ng kalye...nyeta! bata pa ako para masagasaan kaya sinabi kong... "ma sa tabi na lang ho" so ayun dumeretso siya...dumeretso at HINDI HUMINTO!! kaya ako'y napilitang pumara sa may gitna ng daan... buti na lang at ako'y buhay pa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;third:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sumakay ng jeep na ang daan ay patungong UP or bsta may nakalagay sa harap na "UP ikot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nakakuha agad ako...dito ko tlga naramdaman ang summer! grabe! well pagsakay ko ayos pa nmn...hanggang sa umabot na sa may "old balara" grabe ang traffic!! so bago kami umusog, mga 5mins muna ang aming ititigil doon. uber hot!! ako'y pinapawisan na, bagot na bagot pa! hindi pa riyan nagtatapos...may sumakay na isang pasahero...umupo sa aking tabi...sabay nagyosi si hudas!! damn!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;pawis + yosi + usok + alikabok = ambaho ko na wala pa ako sa aking patutunguhan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;well... ndi pa nmn mabaho hehe. ako pa! &lt;/span&gt;ayun... mga 30 mins bago umabot sa susunod na stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;fourth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sumakay ulit ng jeep sa isang terminal na dadaan ng katipunan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ito madali lang. hehe. magbabayad ka lang doon sa may isang tao tapos sakay ka na ng jeep...but no... pagkabayad ko may nakita akong may inaabot un guy na binabayaran na may inabot na white paper dun sa isang pasahero, sa akin wala. pero dumiretso pa rin ako. noong nasa loob na ako ng jeep at ako'y papaupo na nakita kong iniabot nun isang pasahero ang white paper sa driver. kaya nasabi kong "Oh my God!! Kailangan pa pala yun white paper thingy!" leche...narinig ng ibang pasahero, well...bumaba ako at tinanong yun guy... "kailangan pa ba yun white paper?" sabi niya "hindi" punyeta...ako'y napahiya! edi nalaman nilang first time ko...argh! hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa rin alam kung para saan yun paper na iyon. tapos bumaba na ako sa may kfc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sumakay ng tricycle papuntang ateneo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  at last nasa ateneo na rin ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all in all ang nagastos ko ay 57 pesos...&lt;br /&gt;16 sa una, 10 sa 2nd, 7.5 sa third at fourth, 16 sa last. haha&lt;br /&gt;tumagal ng humigit kumulang sa 1 hr 30mins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grabe natuto na rin ako magcommute papuntang ateneo ng hindi taxi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pero ayaw ko nang magjeep...ang hirap! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nasa ateneo na ako, tiningnan ko ang aking name at viola!! 2572 nga !! so pumunta ako ng textbook office upang iclarify kung bakit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ito ang lumabas sa aking investigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang aking naisauling libro ay ang libro ng aking kaibigan na si paolo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang kaniya namang sinauling libro ay kay carlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at si carlo naman walang naisauling libro...so malamang akin pa yun hindi naisauli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko nagkapalit kami ni paolo ng book from the start nun kinuha namin yun textbooks kasi sabay kami... nagkapalit naman sila ni carlo dahil mafalas silang magkasama at klasmeyts pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe... pag minamalas malas ka nga naman. so nabali wala ang aking pinunta doon. sobrang na bore ako ng ilang oras...tapos around 12pm nakita ko si bestseatmate at si pacifico paolo s magno at kami'y nagDOTA hanggang 1pm. tapos bumalik kami sa ateneo ni magno at naiwan namin si best seatmate aka RC. haha... naglakad nga lang kami pabalik ng highschool...grabe ang layo! haha at pagdating namin doon naroon na si RC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nandoon na rin ang ibang M boys at nakisama na rin ako sa kanila. after that nag KFC kami at kumain. grabe... Php59 yun 2pc chicken tempura tapos maliit! oh well... maliit pero masarap! hahaha kaya bumili rin ako ng spaghetti! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after naming kumain ako'y nagpa recopy ng prom pics tapos pumunta naman kami sa Cielo's.&lt;br /&gt;kwentuhan lang kami doon at nanggago ng mga koreans hehe... bumili ako ng "Chocolate Castle" masarap siya!! Hahaha, try niyo rin! ice cream na may donut haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos hindi pa natapos doon... next stop. McDO! corny na dito&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...OP ako... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haaaaaaaaay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos 5pm ako'y umuwi na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hapi bday PONG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos pagkarating ko sa house... doon ko naramadaman ang sakit ng aking mga binti! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114252079521476939?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114252079521476939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114252079521476939&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114252079521476939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114252079521476939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/nyeta.html' title='nyeta...'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114243300103135265</id><published>2006-03-15T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T22:30:01.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>Isa nanamang nakababagot na araw ang lumipas. Heto ako ngayo't magsusulat sa aking munting blog upang ako'y may mailimbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aking inayos ang hitsura ng aking blog. Nilagyan ko ito ng tooltips. Nakaaaliw nga eh lalo na yun &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt; hehe. Wala lang. Ako'y tinatamad gumamit ng wikang ingles dahil ako'y nahihirapan. Mas madalit talagang gamitin ang sarili nating wika. Marahil ay nababagot ka na sa pagbabasa nito. Hindi kita masisisi sapagka't ako ri'y nababagot habang ito'y aking isinusulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulad ng aking nakagawian, ang aking almusal ay internet. Ang internet ay parang drugs, nakalululon. Maliban sa pagiinternet, pag-aayos ng blog, at pagtutunganga, ako'y gumagawa ng wala hanggang 100pm. Sa mga oras na ito, makikita mo akong nanonood na ng bulagaan2006 sa Eat Bulaga. Nakasasawa na ang kinakanta nina Vic at Jose na "sing a song", palagi na lang ngunit kahit papaano'y ako'y naaliw pa rin. Bago pala noon ako'y napadaan sa ABS-CBN at napanood ang isang bahagi ng "Game ka na ba?". Ang mga kalahok ay mga lalaking nagpapakababae, (mayroon pa ngang mas maganda pa sa tunay na babae). Wala lang, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;naka-iinis lang yun pagsabi ni Kris ng "May tama ka!" at "May eks ka!"&lt;/span&gt;. Bali ayun...matapos akong manood bumalik nanaman ako sa paggawa ng wala. Malipas ang ilang oras tinamad na akong gumawa ng wala kaya ako'y gumawa na lamang ng mga "icons" (tingnan ninyo sa may gilid ang mga ito). Tila ako'y nahuhumaling(tama ba?) na sa paggawa ng mga ito. Kung kayo'y may suhestyon, maari ninyo akong mahagilap sa Y!M "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ex_0thermic&lt;/span&gt;" o sa aking Email "tingnan nyo na lang ang paanan".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukas na pala ang aming "clearance day" malamang bukas na rin kami mageenroll. Ako'y nasasabik na! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag naman kayo hehe...salamat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114243300103135265?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114243300103135265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114243300103135265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114243300103135265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114243300103135265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/isa-nanamang-nakababagot-na-araw-ang.html' title='&amp;hearts;'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114234017101229550</id><published>2006-03-14T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:12:25.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tedium</title><content type='html'>I woke up at around 7am today. I went straight in front of the computer and surfed the net. I checked my &lt;a href="http://dreamon72.deviantart.com"&gt;deviantart&lt;/a&gt; to see if anyone commented on  my works. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I really like to see comments on my works.&lt;/span&gt; I also checked a graphics forum which I am a member of to also see the comments on my works that I posted there. I smiled while browsing through their comments. After that I opened Photoshop and I started to make some more images. Some turned out worthless...some I really liked. I made a photomanipulation and made &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30338413/"&gt;Nature's Gift&lt;/a&gt;. I liked the lighting I added and some other effects. Try checking it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 1030am I watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Homeboy&lt;/span&gt;. Their topic was about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;. It is interesting. The show's guests were Patrick Garcia, (forgot the name), Mark Anthony Fernandez, and Yachang. The bands that were present are Parokya ni Edgar, Kamikazee, Shamrock. Each song that they would play is a subtopic of their main topic which is Love. I wasn't able to watch the 1st but I was able to watch the 2nd until the end. The song played on the 2nd part was "Halaga" by Parokya ni Edgar. I really like this song especially its lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"Minsan hindi ko maintindihan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Parang ang buhay natin ay napagti-tripan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Medyo Malabo yata ang mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Binabasura ng iba ang siyang pinapangarap ko&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chito narrated a sidestory about that song and his relationship back then. Then they asked the "don't know who" guy about his own experience on this topic. The song "Para Sayo" by Parokya ni Edgar was played for the 3rd part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"Basta't Para Sa'yo ako'y magbabago kahit mahirap ay kakayanin ko"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chito explained the meaning behind the song. His said that the line "Magaling akong mambola, hindi ako santo...etc" means the honesty of the guy while "Basta't para sa'yo...kakayanin ko" means that the guy was beginning to lie again... that's what I heard he said(correct me if I am wrong if you watched homeboy too). It was far from the meaning I had in mind. I really thought that the chorus means that the guy would really change for the girl. Oh well..I would really change for the girl I love... Back to topic. So it's Mark's turn. This part is boring for me so I didn't actually listen to it that much. The next song played was "Narda" by Kamikazee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;"kahit sulyap lang Darna..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is about love that is impossible to get...I can relate...The topic was directed to Yachang (the japanese guy actor here in the philippines). He narrated his story about Jopay (girl from sexbomb). As he narrates. I laugh because the way he narrates is funny. lol! Then the show ends with the song "Alipin" by Shamrock and a question directed to all, "how do you define love?" or anything similar to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"Ako'y alipin mo kahit hindi batid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;aaminin ko minsan ako'y manhid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;sana ay iyong naririnig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;sayong yakap ako'y nasasabik"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about that question and reminisced. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ohhh..the memories, those memorable and painful memories...It is hard trying to forget about them...It is really hard moving on especially when the love you had for that person is so great...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went back to surfing again. At around 1130am I watched Sad Love Song but Sassy Girl is better. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the boring day continues... and so is my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;pardon my grammar in english, i am practicing it. lol  :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114234017101229550?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114234017101229550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114234017101229550&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114234017101229550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114234017101229550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/tedium.html' title='Tedium'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114225345465582094</id><published>2006-03-13T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T20:37:37.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intricate</title><content type='html'>Ang malas naman, sayang hindi na kami matutuloy sa April... pagminamalas-malas nga naman. Oh well, think positive! May isang buwan akong walang gagawin. Ang balak ko ay magpakadalubhasa sa Photoshop at kung may makuha pa akong ibang programs &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(sana flash, or any 3d rendering program)&lt;/span&gt;. Balak ko rin mag-aral ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;violin&lt;/span&gt;, bali may time na rin ako para magpractice if ever matuloy. Sabay-sabay kami ng aking mga kaibigan sa F na mag-aaral. Malamang magenrol na kami tomorrow. Ang mahal niya grabe... nakaiiyak ang presyo bibili pa ako ng violin. hahaha. Nainspire ako magviolin dahil may nakita akong band, nakaaliw yun violin! Parang ang lufet! haha. Parang naiimagine ko na sarili ko..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;ang vain.  &lt;/span&gt;so ayun... hmmm. iniisip ko ngayon kung ano ang magandang kunin ko sa college at kung saan ako magcocollege. kailangan kong makasama sa&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; top15%&lt;/span&gt;! parang gusto kong mag &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;computer science&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;management engineering&lt;/span&gt;... asa pa ako noh? haha. if ever hindi naman kakayanin, something to do about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;advertisment&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;management&lt;/span&gt; na lang. Iniisip ko rin ang culinary arts. haha! sarap kumain, hindi lang tlga ako tumataba! lol. speaking of food...well delikado ang uminom straight from the aluminum can ng softdrinks in can etc... may namatay raw dahil sa leptuspairosis (tama ba spelling?) lol, who cares... bali ayun! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;nacontaminate daw ng wiwi ng daga&lt;/span&gt; un can kaya ingat nalang kayo guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114225345465582094?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114225345465582094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114225345465582094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114225345465582094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114225345465582094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/intricate.html' title='Intricate'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114217856022723742</id><published>2006-03-12T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:49:20.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Holiday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today is somewhat a boring + a happy day. Boring dahil wala akong magawa simula pagkagising hanggang mga 3:00pm. Online nga sa YM wala namang makausap. Tinatamad din ako magphotoshop. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Buti na lang at nagyaya ang nanay kong pumunta ng glorieta or glorietta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;(fuck the spelling!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;lol. Dahil wala akong magawa I tagged along with them. Bali ang kasama kong pumunta ay ang aking Mom, Tita, at Ninang! Hahaha. Magkakapatid pa sila! 1 hour ang travel time kaya sobrang bored ako sa kotse kaya text dito, text doon. Well, at last dumating din kami sa aming destinasyon! Nagpark kami sa may Greenbelt, the parking lot near Italianis &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(fuck the spelling again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sinimulan na namin ang aming paglalakad. Nag window shopping kami sa greenbelt... punyeta! maluha-luha ako sa presyo ng mga bilihin! Ang hirap maging mahirap... So bali ayun... maluha-luha at halos lumuwa na ang aking mga mata sa presyo... gusto ko pa naman sanang bumili. Ang sakit sa tuhod! Ang tagal naming naglalakad! So napadpad na rin kami sa glorieta. Bali window shopping nanaman. Ang sakit na talaga ng aking mga binti sa kalalakad pero tuloy pa rin. After sometime humingi na ako ng pera sa mom ko at ako'y solong naglilibot, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;nagpapakaloner.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at namimili ng magandang bilhin. Naghahanap rin ako ng Starbucks kaso wala akong nakita doon...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;ok bihira talaga ako sa glorieta dahil malayo iyon kaya hindi ko talaga alam ang mga shops doon.&lt;/span&gt; I ended up buying sa BO's Coffee Club. Umorder ako ng blueberry cheesecake saka white chocolate mocha ekek ata yun. Punyeta 3 pala ang klase ng ganun doon hindi ko napansin! Un &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hot coffee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;iced coffee&lt;/span&gt;, saka un &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;frap type&lt;/span&gt;. Akala ko hot lang saka un frap kaya ang kinuha ko ay un &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;iced coffee&lt;/span&gt;! LECHE! buti na lang masarap yun blueberry cheesecake nila kaso... ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;LIIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as in &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MALIIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! kaya medyo sayang ang akin pera... bali after that nagkita-kita na kami, kainan na raw! but no... naglibot pa kami! I ended up buying a shirt from esprit pati yun mom ko napabili rin... pagdating sa counter at nakita yun bill... nagdalawang isip kung bibilhin pa niya kasi akala niya Php630 yun binili niya, it turned out to be around Php2500! kasi nun tiningnan niya yun price tag nakita niya un 630...ang liit kasi nun 2500 lol! binili niya raw yun para sa pagjojogging nya eh ganoon pala kamahal kaya parang ang pangit kung ipangjojog lang haha. She ended up buying it pero hindi na pangjogging, pangalis na raw. Bali natapos din at kami'y kakain na. Kumain kami sa italianis. masarap ang kanilang herbed roasted chicken haha! tapos after that uwian na!! weeeeeee.... im so tired pero ako'y nagpupuyat! hahaha... thank you for reading... lol&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114217856022723742?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114217856022723742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114217856022723742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114217856022723742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114217856022723742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/sunday-holiday.html' title='Sunday Holiday!'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114217709741057726</id><published>2006-03-12T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T00:06:07.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portfolio</title><content type='html'>I am not really sure if I can update this Portfolio often... lol&lt;br /&gt;just check out my deviantart if you like my works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/28956945/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/13.gif" alt="photography" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/29790281/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/12.gif" alt="Splatter Juice" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/27890335/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/11.gif" alt="forlorn" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/27712409/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/10.gif" alt="descending light" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/27623854/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/9.gif" alt="cherries: the making" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/28949168/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/8.gif" alt="my window" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/29872776/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/7.gif" alt="tainted love" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/29266895/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/6.gif" alt="hydro" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/29696682/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/5.gif" alt="covenant" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/29644500/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/4.gif" alt="shattered love" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30109929/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/3.gif" alt="phoenix" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30179267/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/2.gif" alt="inspirational art" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/27706441/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/1.gif" alt="i have you" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30288134/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/14.gif" alt="peek" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/28477966/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/15.gif" alt="x marks the spot" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30070303/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/16.gif" alt="explosion" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/29493922/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/17.gif" alt="the gift" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/29926386/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/18.gif" alt="musically inclined" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/28946377/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/19.gif" alt="dragon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30177897/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/20.gif" alt="unknown dimension" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30338413/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/21.gif" alt="nature's gift" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30340240/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e357/dreamon72/22.gif" border="0" alt="bewilder"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23577955-114217709741057726?l=beyondaffinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/feeds/114217709741057726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23577955&amp;postID=114217709741057726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114217709741057726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23577955/posts/default/114217709741057726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondaffinity.blogspot.com/2006/03/portfolio_12.html' title='Portfolio'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23577955.post-114173041974448892</id><published>2006-03-07T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T19:20:19.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indecent exposure</title><content type='html'>indecent exposure!! lol&lt;div 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exposure'/><author><name>rd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075568615993049073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aw5t_J8zPp8/SN-IXFzmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bMXu-U65NBo/S220/gradpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
