<?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-8829678</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:10:23.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A WORLD OF MY OWN..</title><subtitle type='html'>This is me, migs nograles. no secrets kept. this is me.. exposed (haha! feeling megastar) a world of my own. a life of my own. decisions, paths, ways of living, happenings, stories of my own life. i am what i am,, and this is all i can be. this is all i can give. this is all of what i am.. crazy? weird? normal? you pick,, this is my story.. my life.. my world.. A WORLD OF MY OWN.. naks! haha..ü 

                &gt;&gt;&gt; Peace out! &lt;&lt;&lt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-112868775644066906</id><published>2005-10-07T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T08:22:36.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm. :)</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok what's been happening lately? :) uhm.. wala naman. same parin. away. bati. away. bati. pero ngayon. bati na.. :) hehe. its been like 1 week since we last fought. :) yippeeee! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this poem out.. gawa ko ito.. :) haha. pnagmayabang?? hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*i used to dream about finding the perfect one..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;until i kept getting hurt..&lt;br&gt; Love then because an illusion i wanted to forget..&lt;br&gt; but eversince i met you, its now something i dont regret.&lt;br&gt; its something that brought me to you..&lt;br&gt; YOU, making my dream come true. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang.sharing. haha. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.. it was my birthday last week. :) FUN FUN FUN.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my birthday landed on a thursday..i just treated the whole class, my friends from other sections and my teachers..PIZZA. yeaph. yellow cab..as usual. :) haha. can you believe naubos ang 7 boxes of 18"???? huuuwhoah!! hahaha. FUN. bad part was that we had our &lt;strong&gt;2nd math longtest&lt;/strong&gt; haay, pero..all good. i got 50/55. :D yipeee! :D haha. :) anyway.. so aun.. hmmm.. then my we ate dinner outside! :D yaaay. :) as usual,bonding with the family. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come saturday.. &lt;u&gt;BONDING NAMAN WITH FRIENDS!&lt;u&gt; oh yeah. syempre with family rin. pero separated kami ng friends ko from them..well medyo. :) haha. so aun..fun. check out the pictures sa &lt;a&gt;http://migsnograles.multiply.com &lt;/a&gt; jetski.flying fish. haha. SAB! "nagregreen ako!" hahahahaha. :) ang funny tlga nun! :D guysh!! ish,sab,pichay,huwey,russ! luvyah guys. :) thanks for coming. :) ingat. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAB!!! &lt;/strong&gt;:D &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PICHAY!! &lt;/strong&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-112868775644066906?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/112868775644066906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=112868775644066906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/112868775644066906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/112868775644066906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmm.html' title='hmmm. :)'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-112756204469728141</id><published>2005-09-24T07:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T07:40:44.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog.!</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys. :) haven't bloged for the longest time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways.. new blog. NEW ENTRY! :D ahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, ang dramatic ng blog ko noh? walalang. im in a veri sentimental mood right  now..i have no idea why. harhar. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting a 3230 tom! :D yahooo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's been stressful..daming ginagawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was our asian fest last friday.. uhm, lets just say our class wasn't that lucky. hehe. :) oh well.. may song fest pa! :D hehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im really lazy right now.. i'll create another post next time, when i have time and when im not lazy anymOre. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..im missing a lot of people right now. :( awww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. dont forget to taaag! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-112756204469728141?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/112756204469728141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=112756204469728141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/112756204469728141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/112756204469728141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-blog.html' title='new blog.!'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-112143024680923131</id><published>2005-07-15T08:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T08:24:06.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>haay..buhay..</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you ever feel like you've lost one of your closest or even one of your friends you never thought you would loose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, as if you and her don't talk anymore. Seldom say hi to each other. The kind of things that not normal friends would do. as in wala nang pansinan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay nako, life suck. i swear. i feel like i've lost one of my closest,,well USED to be close friend..i think.. super..wala na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halos everytime we utter a word to each other, mag aaway kami. then everytime na magkita kami, we only say hi to those beside each other. rarely lang kami mag hi sa isa't isa. well, its probably partly my fault because i, myself, do not say hi to her.. but, i don't know. things are so weird eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another is that, i dont know.. it's like we never became close. i want it to be summer again!!! oh gooshh. i loved it nung summer.. because even though i was in the states,, everytime i would go online we would ALWAYS..as in ALWAYS chat and magwewebcam pa kami.. iba ibang kagaguhan gagawain namin sa webcam..we would *wink*. copy the smileys sa YM.. basta, it was super FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that was LAST SUMMER. and ONLY last summer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i cam back, we would text everyday,, make kwento..know everything happening which each other's lives. hang out. like sa eastwood.. and sa galle.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then school started.. parang wala naman nagbago..we would still talk and text pa.. until,, nagkaroon kami ng problema because one of our friends prang got pissed at her for SOME REASON. weird nga eh. then nagstop na lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stopped texting, stopped making pansinan the way we used to, stopped talking to each other..wala.. biglang.. balik nanaman sa dati..as if ndi kami close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,, after a few weeks..super..wala na tlga..total stop na lahat ng communication. annoying. super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i can't do anything about it,, but.. ang sakit eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now magkaaway kami. super badtrip ako kanina,, tas ewan ko kung siya rin.pero.. may ginawa siya sa akin na nainis ako..may ginawa ako sa kanya na nainis siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. now.. inisan na.. what next? we'll forget about ever being friendS? tsss. buhay nga naman o..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..sana naman..walang mangyaring masama.. oh well.. ganyan tlga buhay.. isang malaking TAE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close friend, well..if ever you still are. sorry na. i don't like what's happening to us.. super,, parang ndi na tayo naging magkaibigan eh.. ang labo na ng lahat.. i don't even know why ganito nangyayari.. i hate it..i really do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. as if naman mababasa niya noh. ehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;current mood: sad.&lt;br /&gt;currently: crying. seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-112143024680923131?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/112143024680923131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=112143024680923131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/112143024680923131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/112143024680923131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/07/haaybuhay.html' title='haay..buhay..'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111838856001477412</id><published>2005-06-10T03:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T03:29:20.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeeww.</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i just read someone's blog. lalang. ouch. un lang masasabi ko. OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i can tell that my best friend is mad at me. obvious naman eh,db? but. oh. well. wala naman akong magagawa eh. galit siya eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said sorry na. ewan ko lang kung ok lang sa kanya yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marami raw siyang "dilemmas" sa akin.. but ok.. things hasnt been going well naman for us eversince the freshnight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dami nang away and stuff.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess going to the states really changed everything.. actually.. it made it change more.. i mean, we're not htat close anymore. i feel like i've lost my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we havn't gone out on our "adventures" yet.. i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's a mess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you have to deal with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan ko nalang ano nang mangyayari from here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad, i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit naman anong gawain ko.. ewan ko nalang if she'll forgive me or ever STOP getting mad or being mad at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dami pang nangyayaring ndi ko gusto ngayon. daming problems. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you just hate it when these shit happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean. first, you're all happy and shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. biglang.. TAE. lahat ng problems mo.. sunod sunod na.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope this will all just disappear.. SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crimedy crap crap. [what an expression]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. bullshit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111838856001477412?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111838856001477412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111838856001477412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111838856001477412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111838856001477412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/06/wheeeww.html' title='wheeeww.'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111653087122181143</id><published>2005-05-19T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T15:27:51.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>multiply account</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. to those who have multiply accounts.. add me up naman o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://migsnograles.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my URL. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so i kinda moved since you can post pictures there and stuff. though i might be updating this from time to time.. oh well.. bahala na. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bsta. check out my multiply account. ;) have fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111653087122181143?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111653087122181143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111653087122181143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111653087122181143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111653087122181143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/05/multiply-account.html' title='multiply account'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111604621978710554</id><published>2005-05-14T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T00:58:05.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bummer.</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know how your life can be so &lt;strong&gt;unpredictable&lt;/strong&gt;? well, &lt;u&gt;duh&lt;/u&gt;. it is. you never know what will come next. But does it not suck when you seem to be happy for a little while UNTIL you make ONE little mistake, and it makes you go &lt;u&gt;from happy&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;sad&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, i just haven't been myself. something's bothering me. something's wrong with me.. and what's annoying about it is that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT IS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i swear, at times&lt;br /&gt; i find myself just staring at a corner, thinking..about nothing? OR like sometimes, i just stop and think about my life. Like what has been happening with me lately. i sound crazy don't i? but, i know im not.. or could i be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. life's full of ups and downs. there are different paths, and you have to pick the RIGHT one. but, &lt;u&gt;no one&lt;/u&gt; really picks the right one ALL the time. everyone goes through the same problems as you, if not, worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could i have made a mistake about letting go of someone? could i have liked this certain "someone", but i just don't want to admit it because i'm scared? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of questions have gone through my mind and none of them answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will all these stop? am i going insane? i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like one of my icons says, SHIT HAPPENS. yeah, that's true. we just have to face it and deal with it. But what if its too much to handle, you ask? That is the reason why we have friends and a family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, i have been very emotional lately. i dont know, maybe i really cant live without my friends and family. Being away from them like this, is just pure torture. its fun here, but there's a BIG part of me that's missing if i'm not with them. oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life's a mess right now. anyone care to fix it? nah. &lt;u&gt;i have to do this on my own&lt;/u&gt;.. and i know i'LL be able to. i just hope iT"LL be soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i miss &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. yeah. i haven't seen him for the &lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;longest time, but i've been thinking about him. yeah,probably i still like him. but, nothing will happen. i bet he doensn't even like me anymore. tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i do want something to happen, its just too soon and we're just too young. oh man. i am so confused. i am single, and im loving it. i've got my friends. i can live with that. :) its just too soon to get into a relationship at my age. 14? oh come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..too bad he's &lt;u&gt;leaving&lt;/u&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;june 13&lt;/strong&gt;..and i might not be able to see him after a LONG time after that. that's the only sad part about it. but, at least, i got to realize that i really do like him.. love maybe? but, i keep thinking about him..and well,, i realized it before it was TOO late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its late now..but, its not &lt;u&gt;THAT&lt;/u&gt; late. gets? oh. i bet you're laughing at me right now. i dont care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..i'm going to leave you with a thought..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people say that its &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;too late&lt;/u&gt; to fix things or its never to late for love or its never too late to ask for a &lt;strong&gt;second chance&lt;/strong&gt;.. but, &lt;u&gt;why&lt;/u&gt; are there people who get left with nothing? &lt;u&gt;can you make ONE mistake&lt;/u&gt;,and change your life forever? Once its TOO late, could that mean, you should just loose hope? oh man. what a &lt;u&gt;BUMMER&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111604621978710554?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111604621978710554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111604621978710554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111604621978710554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111604621978710554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/05/bummer.html' title='bummer.'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111574602512985381</id><published>2005-05-10T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T13:33:36.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah!</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. i get to GO BACK! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after about 2 months of waiting.. i finally know when i'm coming back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving here in the 25th. Thank God. im sick of this place. haha. nah, actually im not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fun here and all, but come on,, nothing compares to the philippines. i mean, the states has a much better economy, a cleaner, more organized environment. more decent looking, well educated people BUT come on.. my friends are in the philippines and my family as well (except for my sister because she's here. haha) so ii would much rather live in the phil than here even though people think its better to live here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im going to be back, i think on the 27th. HAAY. finally. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ill update later, im tinatamad. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you guys soon. take care aryt? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111574602512985381?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111574602512985381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111574602512985381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111574602512985381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111574602512985381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-yeah.html' title='oh yeah!'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111544282640485220</id><published>2005-05-07T00:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T01:13:46.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>awww.</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Baby, I asked u if u liked me, u said no. i asked u if i was pretty, u said no. i asked if i was in your heart, u said no. i asked if u would cry if i walked away, u said no. so i walked away, but u grabbed my arm and said... i don't like u, i love u! ur not pretty, ur beautiful! ur not in my heart, u ARE my heart. And i wouldn't cry if u walked away, i would die! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww. man, that is &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; sweet. haha. i was online awhile ago in YM, then my friend IMed me this message. awww. its so sweet. it got me thinking, would anyone ever tell me that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsss. &lt;u&gt;yeah right&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dream on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh..here's something to get you thinking.. did you ever wonder about the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"what IFs"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; in life? i mean, what if you could turn back time and change everything?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;you made the wrong decision on something and just when you thought everything was going well, it all fails. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;you made a mistake about the person you thought you loved? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;you like someone so much, but you gave up cause you thought he/she didnt like you back and you lost your chance?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT IF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;your life is all a test? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;you were expecting the wrong thing? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;you're not good enough?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;he/she still likes you?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;you succeed? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;you're just too scared to admit that you still like him/her? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;you're too late to fix things no matter how much you want to?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;as you can see, im in a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sentimental mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;right now. oh well. i've been thinking about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a lot of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;lately. haay. i dont know. maybe you can relate, maybe you cant. you might even be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;making fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;of me right now.. but&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;all this is weird for me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;seriously! i mean,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i do not even know why i am feeling this way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i do not even know what this feeling is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh God&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i am currently feeling&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bummed&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..i feel so alone..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;WAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch you later, dont forget to comment or tag. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111544282640485220?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111544282640485220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111544282640485220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111544282640485220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111544282640485220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/05/awww_07.html' title='awww.'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111531609146440267</id><published>2005-05-05T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T14:01:31.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy?</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; if i should be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about this, but.. we're not going to LA anymore. well, i think so. Its because miko, my nephew, might stay here in the states with his mom instead. awww. i'm going to miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, if we're not going to LA anymore, we might come home earlier! oh yeah. i so hope that would happen. haha. :) i &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wanna come back na. so, could this be a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; thing? hmmm. lets wait and see. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, i've been playing &lt;u&gt;basketball&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;catch with a football&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;soccer&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;u&gt;play station 2 games&lt;/u&gt;. Such as, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wrestling, NBA live, tony hawk's underground 1 or 2, freedom fighters&lt;/span&gt;. damn. i'm starting to become a boy! hahaha. exage. But lately, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've become one of the boys here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. i mean, i'm always with my nephew so since his playmates are boys.. i have to stay with him and paly with them. haha. can you imagine me..acting like a 9 year old boy? haha. their hobbies and all the stuff that a 9 year old boy would do for fun? damn. haha. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i don't feel 14 anymore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i feel that im 9 years old..again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;..chatting is the "in thing" haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i chatted with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the other night, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i really miss him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. seriosuly. i mean, even though we're far away from each other.. he still makes me laugh or teases me. Its like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;walang nagbago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. awww. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love you kuys! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i was chatting with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cheddar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too, my bestfriend and kalaabs, and she said she's going to wait for me parin until i come back..before she goes shopping for school supplies. awww. i got touched, cause like.. even though she knows &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i keep extending my stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; here and even though i might come back on june pa, before school starts, she's still going to wait for me. awww. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;love you kalaabs! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i've been chatting with my friend too, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, well.. we say hi whenever we see each other but we're &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not really close&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you know. then like.. lately, i've been chatting with him.. for some reason? haha. cause i've been making him asar that the rockets will loose,eventually. haha. and then like he keeps making these &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;corny jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.WEH. haha. super corny man. i mean, matatawa ka nalang dahil sa super ka-cornihan niyan. for he is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;marCO-rny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; daw. weh. haha. see what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i've also been chatting with &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. haha. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;senti mode man&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. as in always. hahaha. we always talk about how much &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this summer sucks&lt;/span&gt;. Or how cold it is here, and how hot it is there. haha. or like, love life. haha. but both of us don't have one. so we'll go &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"hunting"&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; haha. db doza? hahaha. ;) weh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-then here comes &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. tsk. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;moving on&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. haha. just kidding. the ever so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kulit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; guy. nako. i swear. ang kulit niya! i don't mind him anymore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i chat with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;aina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tOo. we were talking about how we wanted tO &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;switch places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. haha. then she wants to watch nba live here. hahaha. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;miss you aina! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i chat with &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tOo. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;miss that dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. he always makes me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kulit to come back na&lt;/span&gt;. i can't yet eh. sorry.:) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-then my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;twin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just finished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; chatting with him. he went online, then &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;biglang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, bye na. nyek. hahaha. but, i still had fun chatting with him..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;miss you twin! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww, man. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i so wanna come back na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.hey, are you going to go here to the states? you mind..passing by new jersey then &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sabay tayo bumalik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; manila? HAHA. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just kidding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i miss all my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;currently feeling:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;just ok&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. not so good, not so bad. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111531609146440267?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111531609146440267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111531609146440267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111531609146440267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111531609146440267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy.html' title='happy?'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111513855747943439</id><published>2005-05-03T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T12:55:11.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sad.</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and tag.. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owkay. im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. my mom just texted. she said that they'll be in the states later than they expected. damn it! so that will be around what? may 20? tss. iLL be stuck here, forever. exage, i know. but you got to understand that. i've been here since &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;march 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. im sick of the freakin weather. im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the people. i miss my friends. i wanna come back NOW. yeah, i know. i sound like a &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brat&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; but i really wanna come back na. they were &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;supposed to be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; may 7. damn it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel so bad&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; im so sad right now. i crying. i know, you may think ang babaw ko.. but.. i didnt even get to spend some time with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, march 18 was our last day. so like buong week, super &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PUYAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ako from studying.. then i had to wake up like what? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2 or 3 in the morning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;just to catch my flight nung march 19.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then jet lag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gawd.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;now,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im stuck here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my summer cant get any "better" than this! damn it. im hating this sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go back to manila. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from this place and take me back to where i belong.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama. i know. but, i cant help it. im sick and tired of this place. i wanna come back na. i feel so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;the worst part is&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that.. school starts on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;june 15&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; iLL probably be back in manila like what? 2nd week or 1st week of june? iLL be jetlag pa. it takes me about a week to get rid of it.. damn. by that time, school will already start.. and i wont get to spend that much time out with my friends.. great. what a summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIS SUMMER.. officially.. SUCKS. i hate this.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;crying.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; damn it.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111513855747943439?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111513855747943439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111513855747943439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111513855747943439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111513855747943439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/05/sad.html' title='sad.'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111444526547293039</id><published>2005-04-25T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T13:00:08.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>update.</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i haven't blogged for awhile..so let me update this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend, i went to new york! YEAH! the place aint that great. but i least i was with my cousins! i swear, i have not seen them for like 5 years! grabe. 9 years old pa ako when i last saw them. i miss them so much. and Gawd! they look so different. no duh. hahaha. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so friday. (april 22)&lt;br /&gt;we left bethesda and rode the train to new york. it was a 3 hour train ride, so all i did was eat. sleep. read my book. yes, i am starting to read books now.. thats how much boredom can change me. hahaha. ;p anyhow, we left Bethesda at around 7 PM so we arrived there at like 11:10 or something like that. basta, mga 11 na. :D hahaha. we got to the hotel at around quarter to 12. so wen we got there, i colapsed. haha. i fell asleep the moment i laid down on the bed. the bed was so soft! waah. i miss that bed. hehe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up at 9 am. saturday (april 23)&lt;br /&gt;it was my brother's birthday!! yeah!! happpy birthday kuya koko! ;p his name's koko, like the cereal. nyek. haha. :D ok. so there. this was the day i've been so excited about. because i was going to meet up with my cousins and hang out THE WHOLE DAY. oh yeah! ok. so we met up at like 11. we had lunch in this japanese restaurant in long island. and i even saw my tito there! hahaha. how funny. :D when i went in someone said "migs!" nagulat naman ako cause who would call me namna there diba? i mean, im in the states. hahaha. as if marami akong kilala dito. hahaha. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eateing, we went to the rooesvelt field mall. Gawd! it was so nice. then we went to ambercrombie. SHOPPING! and they have this gimmik. they had models sitting or standing in front of their store to make people come inside. it works! the models are to die for! hahaha. exage. but they were so cute!! and grade. bsta, CUTIE!!! oh my Gosh. ;D hahahaha. so obviously, pumasok kaming magpipinsan. then we were going to watch a movie. the a lot like love. but then NO. we couldnt. hahaha. it wasn't showing in that mall. loser. hahaha. :) so we made pasundo nalang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for our sundo. we were just walking around the malll, checking it out. then something funny happened!! SOMEONE WENT UP TO ME! hahaha. and you know what that person asked? haha. funny. you wouldnt believe it. "hey. i saw you walking and i just had to go up to you. are you interested in modeling?" i was like "uhm.. yeah. sure." (OO NAMAN AKO DB?) hahahaha. :D this is a chance of a lifetime! nyek. anyways. so i gave him my email annd stuff so he'll just call me raw. then he gave me his card. haha. funny. as if naman db?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. our sundo was there na. so we went to the house muna. and it was so fun. cause we made karaoke! hahaha. :D it was super FUN! :D we were making gago and stuff. hahaha. it was really fun. then wen it got kinda boring. i called up my friend, chay. she wanted to make kwento something daw eh. so yun.n we talked for like 30 minutes in the cellphone. then after awhile, jean called me. yEAH! haha. we talked for like an hour. hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, after eating dinner. we went to out to play LASER TAG! oh yeah!! us, cousins, verses this group of cute guys our age. hahaha. it was so fun. they kept chasing us! hahaha. :D so fun. then we kept screaming cause ew kept getting shot! hahaha. but then i got hit 10 times and i was able to hit them 17 times! oh yeah!! :D hahahaha. it was so fun. then we played in the arcade after. FUN. FUn. FUN! yeah! :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was around 11 na when we got home. sucks, we couldnt go clubbing cause we were still between the age of 14 and 15. so grrr. only 18 and abovee were allowed to go in. rarr. sucks. oh well. then we went back to the hotel. i got there at like 12:30 na. cause we had to pass by my nephew in the other house. then jean called me again at like 1 am. we talked until 2. hehe. :D it was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then woke up at around 10. sunday (april 24)&lt;br /&gt;ate breakfast. then we went to the church to hear mass. met up with my cousins again to eat lunch. we ate japanese again. hehehe. :D then after that we saw balllons and tied them to the back of our pants.. haha. it looked like ballons were on our asses. hahaha. funny. then i lied it to my hair. it looked like i was about to fly. wahahaha. :D so funny. ;p then we went to gamestop. my nephew, miko wanted to check out the game eh. so we went there. I WANT A NINTENDO DS!! waaahh. its so cool. you play games by touching the screen! or a PSP!! i want one!! :(( im going to ask my dad to buy me once he gets here. im about to run out of money na eh. hahahah. well, not reallly. but. still. i have like 800 left. hahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went around. we ate at this place beside the train station. i love calamari! their calamari was sooo good! yum yum yum. so syempre nag pig out nanaman ako db? hahaa. the serving was for like 4 people. and i finished the whole thing. WAHAHAHA. :D ang taba ko naa! :D nyek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was 8:00 na. so we went to the train station and boarded na. we left. bye bye new york. awww. then, there. we were back in washington at around 11:45? or 12. it was longer. weird. hahaha. or maybe we left late. i dont kknow. basta un. then we got home at aroung 12:30. then i called my mom in manila. we talked until like 1. then, there. i was chatting until 3. hahaha. :D then i just woke up now. 11:30 am! hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so hmmm.. i know when ill be back in manila na. around may 18. i'LL be there na. but then. NO. we have to extend again. cause my parents trip to london was postponed to may 2. so. malamang they will go to new york later pa. dapat may 7 but NO. the senate wont aprove the VAT kasi eh. so my dad has too stay. grrness. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this thursday, in like 3 days. im leaving bethesda na! OH MY!.. with my suitcase and everything. i'm going to new jersey na. we're going to stay with my aunt and uncle. we'll stay there for a whole week. or longer. basta, until my parents get to new york cause they're bringing us there. then, we might go to the six flags in NJ! and im going to bring my cousins! yey!! :D hahha. cant wait. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then once my parents arrive. we're going to stay in new york for like 1 whole week. wow. 1 week kaming magcracrash ng hotel sa manhattan (tama ba spelling?) basta yun. ahahaha. then we're going to go to LA and stay there for another week. go to universal, six flags, disney land. lahat lahat na ng theme parks dun! hahaah. exage. oh yeah! :D then back to manila baby! hhahaha. nyek. so around the 3rd or the last week of may pa ako makakabalik. awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks. im so homesick na. i wannna come back na. but then.. in a way, hindi rin. cause its fun here too. hahaha. :D lots of food. hahaha. and my cousins. haha. but i miss my friends so i wanna come back to manila nariin. weird ng feeling. hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats basically it. :D thats my post for now. sorry it if was so lOng. but thanks for reading it though. :D tag please. :D or comment? hehe. ;p tc. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111444526547293039?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111444526547293039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111444526547293039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111444526547293039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111444526547293039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/04/update.html' title='update.'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111275548344284722</id><published>2005-04-05T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T22:44:43.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wahoo!</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D if you comment. please comment sa tagboard..thanks a lot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wAHOO!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. lately..i've been really happy. yey! :D i dont know why.. but i dont really feel fat anymore..! yipeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what i took?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took up dancing classes!! oh yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;hip hop..and belly dancing! whahahaha. its actually fun.. hip hop, i took that already. belly dancing is new.. is quite cool. you'll really feel as if you'll get ABS! oh yeahh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been walking and walking too.. so.. i feel like i lost even more weight! i have to ride the metro, the prang train here.. to get to my class. and i have to walk a block or two, once i go down the metro to be able to get to the dancing place. ITS SO FUN TO WALK! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont sweat! hahaha. really.. i mean,, in manila.. konting lakad lang.. papawisan ka na.. dito..wala! haha. kasi malamig.. so instead., ur skin is so dry. so you really have to put lotion every single day.. grrr. but its ok. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i played basket kanina with friends! oh yeah! i miss basketball! haha. its FUN!.. fun fun fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ate.. 1 BOX OF PIZZA!! the ones with BIG SLICES!! yippeee!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so FUn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh. and i have a crush!! *blush* a crush! hahahaha. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero,, gusto ko parin si.. *ahem*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi niya alam.. secret!! wahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is fun. fun. fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yipeee. walalang.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS! sign my guestbook.. please!?! :D  its going to be FUN.FUN.FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. i keep on using the word FUN.&lt;br /&gt;cause its FUN ti keep putting FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok. too much. malabo na.. `til next time! tc guys! luvyah! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111275548344284722?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111275548344284722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111275548344284722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111275548344284722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111275548344284722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/04/wahoo.html' title='wahoo!'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111241134231013204</id><published>2005-04-01T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T22:09:02.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>diet!!</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear.. eversince i arrived here in the states.. i've been..EATING and EATING and.. uh.. EAATTINNG!! waaaahhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i do!? the food here;.is soooo good! the pizza.. is soo big!! everything's soo biig! waaah..! and soo good!! :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what do i love the most?! yes.. EATING! :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im soo fat na.. nakakadepress.. [there goes my oh-so-famous-line-.. NAKAKADEPRESS! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero..seriously..i swear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO LOOSE WEIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO STOP EATING.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO REMOVE THESE FAT STUFF ON MY BODY!! (wtf?! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to loose weight. i have to stop eating. [kulit ba? hahaha.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaah!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the other thing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS EVERYONE IN MANILA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go back home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so home sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.. i miss.. pa.. hahaha [u know who u are.. ;p]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks.. gadammit!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a big hug. i need comfort. i need.. someone?! damn.. why did i choose to go here in the first place!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could have gone trumpets instead.. but NO. i had to go here. take dancin classes..and be.. SOOO FAR AWAY.. from everyone..from my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT so near to GOOD FOOD! :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's soo sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.. i NEED TO LOOSE WEIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my friends: gimmik tayo pag baliik ko!! i miss you aLL..so much...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111241134231013204?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111241134231013204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111241134231013204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111241134231013204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111241134231013204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/04/diet.html' title='diet!!'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111215822326294917</id><published>2005-03-29T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T23:50:23.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>missin sucks</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D if you're going to comment. sa tagboard please. not here..sa comment thing. haha. :) thanks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; missing people sucks,doesnt it? haha. i miss A LOT of people! awww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ~FIRST is my dear beloved class. 1-10. da bamb! yes. "da bamb". haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-10.. is the best.. my first ever class in MCHS. the first ever 1-10 cLass in MCHS too. oh yeah! don't we just raak? haha. ;p&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. well,, what can i say about this class? its a variety of different people that got blended into one big class..and the result.. the best 1-10 class ever!.. naks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've got a set of officers.. who will DIE..yes, DIE if we do not talk to at least someone, like our seatmate.. for just ONE whole period.. though we try, yes i am one of the officers, we cannot control talking. that is why our class is one of the noisiest. haha. ask our teachers! even the YLC and probably the principal knows that. haha. im not saying this is a good thing ah.. im just saying this because it is true.. therefore it is what you call paradox! (oh yes. EngLish times..) by the way, i have to thank cheddar for reminding me what those things are called. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how our class is during every subject/period..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Homeroom time: since ms.SB (our homeroom teacher,together with baby SB, her baby..insde her tummy. haha) is pregnant.. we don't really have a homeroom teacher..so what our class does is.. CRAM! yes. this is where you will see everyone seated together holding a piece of paper..because everyone is doing their homework! hahaha. RESPONSIBLE kami eh, what can we do? ;p hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Math time: oh, this is the best. haha. this is the time people are actually quiet. YES, we can be quiet. the reason behind this? well, HEADACHE! hahaha. math can be such a pain..in the head..and brain? hahaha. LabO. Ms.SB is our teacher,and let me just say.. she's the best! yupyup. the best! :D she doesn't want anyone to fail, and she makes sure nobody gets left behind..o db? haha. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.English time: this is the time everyone cleans the classroom, thinks of the "word for the day" with the 4 synonyms and the "proverb of the day". the prayer leader gets a star, meaning 5 points for recitation, on her recitation card. so, since there are recitattion points.. people recite. yes, during this time..a lot of people in class raise their hands to recite becuase teacher Ed mostly asks about review questions or comments and guesses and..well.. stuff like the no right or wrong answer.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. P.E. time: ugh. this subject can be cool and all.. but when it comes to dancing.. PA LATE NA TAYO! hahaha. joke. MS. Lucci is cooL. she's fun, but not if she's like in a bad mood or something. dancing ethnic stuff..is..LAME. hahaha. its fun, pag gaguhan.. but wen it comes to the performance and practices.. yak. haha. ;p but, P.E. can be cooL. the class is stil pretty much noisy during this time. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Science time: vote sir sanchez for principal! hahaha. well, the class is NOISY during this time. as in.. N-O-I-S-Y. everyone's talking while sir is discussing. RESPECTFUL kami eh. haha. but sometimes we listen to him cause he discusses in a unique way. he compares it to the stuff he sees in TV. especially the happenings in NICKELODEON. haha. ;p  he's cooL. he even demonstrates tghe movement and sound of some things from time to time.. its really funny! haha. so, science can be fun.. oh. but wen it comes to the long test.. RARRR. sakit sa uLo! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. T.H.E time: haha. this is the time everyone has their own world. you will see EACH and EVERY SINGLE ONE student in our section in like every corner or somewhere scattered in the classroom. haha. either with their barkadas or painting something on the floor. or reading a magazine.. doing PT (pLanner time. pating and cutting stuff from magazines into our planners).. or just talking to one another.. or taking pictures.. and.. just.. having their own worlds. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. CL time: yes naman. den y! hahaha. ;p the favorite teacher of den y. the smartest person in class. we all hate her for her brains. haha. but shes cool. luvyah den y. (yes nman,special mention, haha) newei.. this is the only time you can find out how a cigarette smells like. hahaha. our model? our very own teacher! haha. he always smells like cigarette when he enters the classroom. probably wants to be calm and unstressed before he teaches us..cause we can be very stressful! haha. yes. we are the mighty 1-10. because we can make you old..really quick.. by stress. nyek, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Social time: haha! plagi akong nahuhuli during this time. if im not texting, probably reading something or simply not listening. ang boring eh!.. hahaha. during this time.. haha. the whole class is just, BORED. i mean, probably 1/2 of the class isnt listening and the other is. our teacher, miss de leon (mom ni cheddar! hahaha. JOKE!) is alway teaching in 1 side. the side that listens and recites. hahaha. no one listens because everything is in the book. and, everyone gets high grades during quizes, well if they study. haha. so miss de loeon doesnt seem to mind at times. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Filipino time: LAGOT! hahaha. this is the time of death. total horror. total.. ughness. haha. what a term. ughness. during this class, no one really wants to listen.. because even if we listen.. our damn teacher gets mad! yes, she's weird. she doesnt even want people to write during her discussion.. weirdo. haha. she dsnt want us to learn kasi eh! joke. ahahah. well,, miss tamayo's ok actually.. outside the classroom. but she holds grudges against people too much. short-tempered. and totally.. mean. ahaha. ok,ok, not totally.. but she can be. so during the last quarter, the cLass was quiet. WHOAH! hahaha. because we were forced to be. she's going to call your name and stuff if you dont especially if you're writing if she dsnt tell you too. she also makes PARINIG. so CHILDISH. tsk. haha. how IMMATURE! hahaha. then whenever she talks to us, like she gives us a sermon. mali mali pa yung sinasabi. tanga! hahaha. joke. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Music time: the subject you can get an A- at even if you do not listen. haha. miss oana can be fun, seriously. pag.. inuto mo. haha. mean, i know. but if you just tell her "but miss i want perfect" she'll say..ok. again. for extra credit. hahaha. or something like that. but during this time.. the cLass is still noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..during these tiimes,, this is how the class basically acts. is our class the bad class? nah. i wouldn't say that. not just because im the prresident and that would mean that i dont care about my class and i allow them to be that way, but because.. i know that 1-10 is not all that bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind all those noisiness,disrespectfulness at times, not being responsible enough from time to time and being so messy, 1-10 has a set of students that are very friendly, fun to be with, easy to talk to, out going, smart, funny, nice..and a whole lot more.. that's why i love my class so much. why do you think i miss them? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the 1-10 people reading this: i love you guys!! you're the best. thanks for making 1st year a great year for me. :D  i wouldn't ask for anything more. you guys are the best! :D mwah. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ~SECOND is my dear barkada.. TONGSKI~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say about them? they're simply the best. since im a new student in MC, i didn't know a lot of people. actually, i only knew lea, my cousin. hehe. andd some chatters whom i have met the previous summer in MIRC. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not having to see or get to know me, they took me in. since the first day of school, i was already part of their barkada. thanks to Lea. i was still really shy.. oo.. na-dyahe ako. haha. (dyahe. nice. what a term) but later on, we went to mcdo..and that's where i got to spend time with them..got to know them..and bonded with them. MCDO IS THE PLACE TO BE! ;p oh yeah.i miss mcdo times. awww. eversince then, i was ok na around them. i started to be my normal self. the talkative, weird, "maangas" me. hahaha. then we all got to be close na and they shared a lot of things with me..and what can i say but.. they're simply the best. naks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys! thanks for everything! :D EK,,sa may? haha. ;p mwah. see you when i get back.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ~THIRD is my kalaabs! my adventure mate!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalaabs!! i misshooo! haha. for all of you who do not know who my "kalaabs" is.. she's my pumpkin. my adventure mate. the person i am with almost every day?! haha. my bestfriend.. cheddar! yes. YOU!.. i know you're reading this right now cheddar. iyak na! go iyak! hahaha. joke. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously..i miss this girl.. she's the cLass secretary. and my partner in crime.. haha. meaning. being late for almost every period after lunch or recess. hahaha. :D its a cribe.. kasi.. SECRET! wahahaha! :D sa amin na yun! ;p db cheddaR? ;p hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, like i said.. she's my adventure mate. why? well, simply because.. during dismissal time, i am always with her.. you'll probably see us walking somewhere in katipunan one day.. between mcdo and mocha blends. hahaha. we're always walking..exercise you know.. hahaha. just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got close to her because of EK. yes, EK! actually.. because we rode infront of my car on our way to Ek, so we were talking.. bonding, you know. haha. eversince that.. we would always talk na in school and on the phone. oo! hindi kami nag sasawa! hahaa. puros.. chismis! kwento! gossip.. haha! gossip girl! nyek. :D and before i knew it,, i called her my bestfriend na. awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my kalaaabS!!! cheddar.. adventure ulit tayo pag balik ko ah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ~FOURTH is the CAF.. during dismissal time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, the caf is fun. for some reason..it is. haha. bonding ng 1-10. i only got to do this during the 4th quarter. if you go to the caf, you'll see me there.. PIGGING OUT! hahaha. yes, i always eat..and eat..and eat there.. hahahaha. :D  you dont line up na kasi eh.. not much people buy food during dismissal time. then, you'll see us.. either lying down on the table or sitting down and just talking ot each other.. hahaha. the caf is fun! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah..and PICTURES!! hahaha.i looveee picture taking! ;p hahaha. dami ko nang pictures with 1-10.. oh yeah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ~FIFTH is my pare,close friend and patrick!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yeah. though i only got to be close to them during the 4th quareter, its alright.. i miss them.. aww. for those of yOu who don't know them.. pare is mariel. colse firend is patty and patrick is dani. haha. i miss them. i got close to close friend and pare because of patrick.. haha. hmm, cguro like feb ko na sila nakilala. so we only had like a month to be close and stuff. hahaha. but its aLright,at least may pnagsamahan..db? :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really have much to say because.. all i know right now is that i miss them..awww. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! gimmik tayo pag balik ko ahhh! ;p miss you naa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ~SIXTH is.. my.. 22,23,24 and 8!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. dami noh?  these are who they are.. 22: mm. 23: pat. 24: elai. 8: cla. yupyup. "kami!" hahaha. yung gaguhan lang ah. not serious. haha. lalang. its fun. :D but we dont do anything.. no PDA or no gift giving or something.. still friends.. stil act like friends.. but.. kami. haha gets?! but its a joke thing. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't mess with them pag kami. hahaha. on that dayy lang.. nyek. ang labo! :D  its actually like.. the day we became close and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ~SEVENTH is the practice for plays!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. the newyorker in Tondo play. probably 3 weeks before the play date, we started practicing for the play entitled new yorker in Tondo. it was our English final exam. and i loove my group! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the cast of charaters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIKAY: the star. yes. haha. maat played this role. and she wass good! great job maat. though, she forgot some lines, it was alright.. we managed to finish the play. hehe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NENA: the bestfriend of kikay before. guingi played this role. go guingi. sungiiit! hahaha. :D bagay sa kanya.. because she looks mataray.. nyay! hehehe. nice work! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALING ATANG/MRS.M: this is kikay's mom. si MRS.MENDOZA (pronounced as MESES MINDOWWZA) haha. in Tondo language. nyek. that was how she talked. and this role wasa played by chay. galing. super! *apir* good job dude! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTOY: the childish childhood friend of Tony. yes. he wears suspenders even if he's already working. haha. and he "looks like a tondo super production..in technicolor!" hahaha. that's kikay's line.. she said this when she saw him. :)  of course, this was played by my totoy! hahaha. i dont own her ahh.. i just liek sayin that. :D  anyways, it was played by dani. yup. patrick played it! ;p  haha. she really looked like a kid! i swear! :D hahaha. but, its cooL.. haha.. rock on dani! ;p hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONY: it was played by me. hahaha. can you imagine me acting like a guy?! nyek. hahaha. and. dressed like one?! :D well.. my class saw me. act and dress like one. scary! ;p&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PRODUCTION TEAM: kim, julie, cj and issa. guys! you're the best. thanks for helping out! :D hahaha. ;p kim played young nena. cj played young tony. julie played young totoy. YEAH! galing niya! she wore chay's shorts.. the one where a butt was stuck at the back.. haha..so it looked like her shorts were..BUTAS! ;p and issa..as young kikay. the girl being bullied. hahaha! :D in the pLAy, i mean. ;p thanks guys. you're the best! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARISTIC DIRECTOR: it was me. wow. shocking noh? haha&lt;br /&gt;MUSICAL DIRECTOR: it was cj.&lt;br /&gt;ASST. MUSICAL DIRECTOR: it was julie.&lt;br /&gt;PROPS DIRECTOR: it was kim.&lt;br /&gt;ASST.PROPS DIRECTOR: it was issa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, we al pitched in our ideas..and well.. there. haha. :D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ~THE SUMMARY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically.. i miss everyone! i miss hanging out with people. going out with them. hehe. i miss those bonding moments. kwentuhan moments. fun times. sadd times. every single moment i've spent with each and everyone of my friends.. awww.. guys.. i miss yoouuu!! :D i love you all, so much.! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even though missing people sucks, it can be quite nice. because you remember them and the good times, not the bad times..well..not entirely..but mostly the good times.and you appreciate them more and realize how much they all really mean to you.. and sometimes, missing someone is the key to realizing how much you love them..and how much.. you care and just be thankful to have them in your life. missing someone makes you see how someone entirely completes you.. without them.. life would just be..nothing. :D  thats why i love my friends.. and i miss them..because, without them.. life would be a plain white paper..but with them.. its a paper full of drawings and colors people would appreciate once seen. :D awww. i love you guys! im always going to be here for you,aryt? :D mwah. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111215822326294917?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111215822326294917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111215822326294917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111215822326294917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111215822326294917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/03/missin-sucks.html' title='missin sucks'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111201730424813806</id><published>2005-03-28T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T22:33:28.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kill.</title><content type='html'>new post. read it. and comment. please. ;p for me? haha. ;p thanks. ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear.. im gOING TO KILL HER! but i cant.. cause she's my friend.. no matter HOW MEAN she is to me,, sige.. ok lang.. last summer pa naman niya ako binubully eh.. ganun naman siya eh.. masama sa lahat ng tao. nagbibiruan lang. then she goes way too far.. ung mga sagot pa niya sakin.. prang.. tss.. what a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever you're reading this.. alam kong alam mo na ikaw tOh.. nag iba ka naa.. ang sama mo na sakin.. i dont even know what the hell i did tO you tO make you be so cruel to me?!?! sino ka?! cruela devil?! yuck. corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe, i thought we were friends.. more pa nga eh.. close friends.. but, i guess not. you're just the same as the others.. thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konti nalang.. i was about tO.. but..nO.. i guess i saaw her real side. what a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making me cry. its so early in the morninG, i just woke up.. i almost had a good day.. a good week.. but someone had to ruin it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayoko nang bumalik. AYOKO. kung puros problema lang, tas shes goin to bully me all the time.. cge, fine. aYOKO NANG BUMALIK! dito nalang ako.. bahaLa ka! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet you'd want that,huh? never to see me again.. ksi KAIBIGAN KITA! isang mabaet na kaibigan! thanks ah. pag may problems xa, i try to help her.. this is what she does to me.. i guess, you cant expect everyone to be perfect and nice tO yOu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i took it like too personally.. but.. nasaktan ako eh.. prang...natamaan ako.. tpos.. its like.. she ddnt even care.. alam mo un?.. i dont wanna come back na. no. i wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot has been happening to me lately.. i dont wanna have a problem about this.. if she thinks i really hate her, fine. but it was just an immediate reactiOn to what she did to me.. nasaktan ako sa mga snabi niya.. its already autonatic to say "i hate you" without.. completely meaning it.. i mean, come on.she's my friend.. i cant hate her.. she's one of my closest friends.. and.. i just got hurt with that she said..and did.. it was too much.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i hurt yOu..but u hurt me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just having a lot of problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot. now,i feel like i lost one of my closest friends. i feel so GREAT! grabe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it! im crying. ugh. i hate this. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do me a favor and.. KILL ME.. NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111201730424813806?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111201730424813806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111201730424813806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111201730424813806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111201730424813806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/03/kill.html' title='kill.'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111170037754434576</id><published>2005-03-24T16:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T07:56:05.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally.. i get to blog again.. haaay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. states is cool and all.. but its so freakin lonely. :( i miss my friends. i miss tongski. i miss my room. i miss the hot weather. i miss the whole family. i miss dude. i miss close friend. i miss spongebob and patrick! [haha] i miss 1-10. i miss chay! i miss lea! i miss aina! i miss cheddar.. my best friend.. rarr. la na ako ka-kwento. haha. la na akong ka-adventure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more months.. and ill be back. i wanna come back naaaa! hahaha. :) haaay.. life here.. is fun. FREEZIN.. but sad... awww.. i really miss people. i've been up until 3 in the morning just to chat with people.. hahaha. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to watch the circus today. yipee. sounds childish..i know.. but hey.. they said its fun. never really watched a rel circus b4.. hanggang tv lang. ;p hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to make kwento about what happpened to me.. from the day i left manila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march 19:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. this was the day i left.. woke up at like 4 in the morning.. nice! haha. left the house aat 5:30.. got to the airport at 6.. my flight was at 8.. hehe. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we rode first class! shettt.. sarap ng tulog koo! ahahaha. i didnt get to sleep the nght b4 eh. i was at the batchnyt until about 11. then i had to go.. the batchnyt was cool.. IF HINDI KA KJ! hahaha. ;p some ppol ddnt wanna stand up and stuff.. they were just seated.. how boring. haha. they dont know how to have fun..not like us! ;p haha. hmmmm.. well.. i bonded with tongski.. with 1-10.. with ppol.. im really going to miss them eh.. then like before i left.. GROUP HUG! ;p awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a scrapbook from my friends.. 1-10 peepz and teachers signed there.. hehe. :) aww.. how sweet. mm was the one who came up with the idea raw..aww.thanks mm. :D  touched ako. :D luvyah friend! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march 20: (march 19 here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. march 20 sa philiipnes.. march 19 sa states. haha. before i arrived in las vegas.. gawd..we had a really LONG FLIGHT. got delayed for like a lot of times..ang haba pa! ok.. so there was a stop over in japan.. and we stayed there for like.. 7 hours?! wtf?! rarrr.. buti buhay pa kami nun. hahaha. then stop over in L.A. and got delayed for like 9 hours?!?! wtf!?!? we were practically dying.. haha. literally. my dad wanted to cry na nga raw eh.. kawawa noh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to watch the fight.. yeah.. the boxing.. yung kay manny pacqiao.. tama ba spelling? ewan. whatever. but then..we got there at like 11 in the evening./.. when we were supposed to be there at 11 in the morning! ang galing nohh.. hahaha. buti nalang he lost.. at least we ddnt lose any money.. aww. things dO happen for a reason. naks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march 21: (march 20 here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at around 1 in the afternoon na! haha. went around vegas. ate food. and went back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march 22: (march 21 here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 12 this time.. hahahaha! at least mas maaga na. ;p  went around vegas again. ate food. shopping. my dad met with other peepz. watched cirque du soleil.. IT WAS SO COOL. grabee.. the music.. the moves.. the whole thing.. shet! ang galing..! :D  you should watch it! the BEST pare! :p hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march 23: (marh 22 here)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;went to new jersey.. damn it.. it was SO COLD! prang freezer!!! brrrr... hahahaha. its supposed to be spring..but then.. late natapos winter.. so the weather is like.. 10 degrees?! damn.. cold noh?? hahaha.. so im like freezin here.haha. slept at myt uncles house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march 24: (march 23 here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove all the way to washington.. its like a 2 hour ride.. slept the whole time,.. so it was alright.. i got a stiff neck though.. nice. hahaha. :D now im at my sister's place. haha. its cooL. got my own bed. but its colder here.. than in new jersey!! gadamit! :D hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. slept at like 2:30 in the morning..and woke up at 5:30.. nice.. in the morning ahh.. 3 hours or sleep.. nice.. haha. anyways.. i made breakfast..so it was cool. its fun. :D  i was chatting the whole time.. hahaha. from like.. 6 until 9?! hahaha. :D i miss the ppol in the philippines.. i miss my friends.. GIMMIK TAYO PAG BALIK KO AH! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with close friend. elai. migz. my cousins. ab. parco. dj. hehe. :D i miss them.. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my brother. hehe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know whats fun about staying here? uhm.. my mom's not here.. i mean.. u know.. no one orders u around and corrects yOu.. haay. sarap ng buhay. ;p haha. but i do miss her tOo. syempre i love her eh. [nice save! ;p haha. joke.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss dude. i havent talked to her yet. or chatted with her or anything. she sent me an offline message though.. but.. still.. i havent talked to her yet. graar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***im still confused. dont know what to do.. rarrness.. its hard to forget..***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. my counsins are here! wohooo!! i get to hang out.. chill and stuff.. my cousin maika is here.. well.. in jersey.. but its aryt.. ill be going to jersey during the weekend.. so its cooL. :p i can get to hang out with her. oh yeah! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bernie's going here for the summer.. cheska's going here too.. as her grad gift.. and we'll all be in jersey.. hangout to the max! hahaha.. wtF?! nyek.. basta.. FUN. FUN. FUN. maika's gOing to introduce us raw to her friends.. yay! new friends. ;p astiig. hahaha. :D  i havent seen her for like 4 years.. or 5.. basta.. its been a long time.. i miss her. ;p and she's so sexy na! her waist is like a what?! 26!?!? damnit! hahaha. sexy pare! ;p hahahaha. nyek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends. :(  i wanna come back to the philippines naaaaa.. :(  i miss trumpets. i miss tongski. i miss.. everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss YOU.. yeah.. alam mo na kung sino ka. ;p hehe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you know what i've been doing here? WRESTLING!! hahahaha. ;p oh yeah! :D&lt;br /&gt;i've been with mikom my 9 year old nephew eversince the 19th.. and ill be with him until may.. and gosh.. we've been playing wrestling.. and i've been into wrestling because of him. he's a wrestling fanatic. i mean he has like 12 action figures..and a wrestling ring! hahaha. we play both the action figures..and the real thing. hahaha. its actually fun. im starting to act like a 9 year old..bOY! hahahaha. ;p nice.. ;p but..its really fun. it keeps me away from thinkng too much things..and it releases stress. haha. nyek. basta WRESTLING is fun! ;p haha. but whenever i jump in the bed.. i FALL!.. flat on the ground. nyek. hahaha. ;p but.. its really fun.. u know what they say.. dont give up when yOu fall flat on the ground.. literally..and nto literally.. this is true., hahaha. now look.. im the CHAMPION! oh yeah!! hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. annd its fun to cooK! hahaha. i make my own breakfast and lunch here. saya noh? haha. :D FUN. ;p  i dont think iLL come back na. hahaha. ;p i dont wanna come back na. its fun here.. and too mcuh problems there.. nyek. haha. isa lang naman problema ko eh.. the person i miss.hahahaha.db?? joke lang. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tc. :D guys., if you ever wanna talk to me or smthing.. just email me..aryt? migs_nograles@yahoo.com &lt;&lt; thats my email add.. also in YM. :D miss you guys. tc aryt. enjoy summer! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111170037754434576?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111170037754434576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111170037754434576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111170037754434576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111170037754434576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/03/finally_24.html' title=''/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111104088263611631</id><published>2005-03-17T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T01:28:02.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you can comment on my blog, after you read it.. you know.. haha! so PLEASE DO!.. ;P  thanks! just click on "ADD A COMMENT".. thanks! i would really appreciate it.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have time to blog again. yippee! ok. the last day of our exams will be tomorrow. what happened during the whole week? hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, march 16:&lt;br /&gt;math and filipino exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math: hmmm.. it was ok.. not THAT hard, but not THAT easy too. it was in between. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filipino: haay.. i hate BUGTONG! haha. but,, it was alright too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**few words to say**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs. sangangbayan (math teacher): im going to miss you miss S! :D  you're really good in teaching math.. because of YOU.. naks naman.. i didnt fail in math this year.. hope i wont too,next year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms. tamayo (Filipino teacher): lets just say.. im sorry? haha. well.. this week didnt wuite go well with her and our class.. in other words.. SHE KEPT GETTING MAD AT US! haha. well.. we didnt have any lesson to discuss anyway,, so it doesnt really matter..right? hay.. she is just so... "uhhh" haha. thats all i can say. ;p  but,, she can be really nice and funny tOo at times.. may modd swings nga lang.. but.. still i will miss her.. :D naks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, march 17:&lt;br /&gt;hey. thats today! nyek. haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science and CL exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science: well,, i didnt expect the test to be quite easy. Sir sanchez usually gives us long tests that are REALLY hard.. so.. the exam was easy.. compared to our long test.. hayy. hope i got a high mark! :D all i need is a B or and A- in science.. and iLL be hOnOrs na! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CL: i hate prophets! haha. i know im not going to get a high mark in one part of the exam.. and those are the PROPHETS! liinttteeekk! hahaha. actually,, its my fault.. i didnt study that much there. haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**few words to say**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Sanchez: Sir sanchez for principal! hahahah! :))  well,, he is one teacher im going to miss.. super! i mean.. he's soo ASTIG! ;p  two words to decribe him: BIG BABY. hahaha. not because he's childish or whatever.. but because.. he looks like a BIG BABY! ;p hahahahaha! but,, he's one good teacher too. naks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Jhun: nako. i know someone who's REALLY going to miss him. hahaha! si.. D----- Y! hahaha. obvious ba? ;p well.. i will too.. pero mas mamimiss ko si sir laxa! ;p joke! :)) hahahaha. he's one hell of a teacher. kakaiba magturo. mabaet. and SMOKER! he always smells like cigarette! ahahaha. but its cooL. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. tomorrow is the last day of our exams.. yey! finally.. SUMMER! ;p&lt;br /&gt;i have to study for sociaL pa.. pero,, mamaya na.. after this. :D haha. im done with half of it naman eh. naks! :D hmmm.. though summer na.. i kinds don't want it to be.. cause iLL be leaving na tomorrow.. and i might be gone for like.. a long time.  hahaha. exage. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo.. here are a few words again. ;p ahahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**1-10 peepz!** :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate j: hey. my dancing partner! haha. im going to miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;paula: ang tangkad mo! haha. stOp growing. im going to miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;maat: kikay! my very own kikay! ahahah ako prin tOny mo! nyek. joke. si Q yun eh.. volley ulit tayo.! haha. :D im going to miss you..&lt;br /&gt;kim: you. haha. ill miss you. keep on singing lang ah.&lt;br /&gt;julie: hey you. haha. wear the shorts again ah! ill miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;marion: ang talino mo! haha. but ill miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;cLA: 8! haha. im going to miss you. BEST IN SCIENCE ka db? haha. joke lang. :D&lt;br /&gt;elai: 24! haha. hey,, im going to miss you. thanks for everything. yeah,, i wont change. awww.&lt;br /&gt;vani: hey you! lakasan mo voice mo.. sayang. ang ganda sana. pero,, thats ok. galing ka pa naman eh. naks. ill miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;paulene: and galing mo magdraw and gumawa ng backdrop. and you're so smart! kaasar ka! hahaha. joke lang. ill miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;emma: hey you! haha. memories.. haha.. lets kil her! joke! im going to miss you.. thanks for everything.. :D&lt;br /&gt;rozen: hey. takas? sure. haha. jke! ill miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;lea: oy! you! wen we're old na ah.. hahaha! we'll be like our titas! nyek. i will miss you.. :D thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;chuca: hey spongebob! haha. ill miss you. la na ako kkwentO sau.. haha. joke. :D&lt;br /&gt;aina: BEST TOTOY! naks. haha. :D thankd for everything. il mis you.. "what's ur name again?" haha&lt;br /&gt;karen: hey. you're so shy. haha, nyek. i will miss you. : D&lt;br /&gt;marti: my former seatmate! nyek. haha. mamimiss kita. :D&lt;br /&gt;cheddar: KALABS! ahahaha. i will miss you. adventure ulit tau.. pag balik ko? haha&lt;br /&gt;hannah: you're histerical! hahaha. ang saya mo. grabe. mamimiss tlga kita! :D&lt;br /&gt;cj: hey. ang lakas pla ng boses mo. nyek. hahaha. :D ill miss you.&lt;br /&gt;lia: ang talino mo. yun lang. haha. ill miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;marian: ang tahimik mo. haha. ill miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;bianca: naka braces ka na! hahaha! joke! :D khit masama ka sa akin..ill miss yOu. hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;issa: AY. hahaha. galitin mo pa si erica. ok lang! ;p just kidding. iLL miss you.. hahaha. galing mo mag act. naks! :D haha &lt;br /&gt;guingi: ay. "nena, nena, you know i love only you" galing mo mag nena! super! naks. :D hahaha&lt;br /&gt;tin: hey you. yael! naks. kung magpapakasal kau.. invite me ah. :D ill miss you. thanks for all the memories.&lt;br /&gt;mm: 22! nakO! ang pinakamakulit sa 1-10. seatmate ko.. grabe.. nakakaloka! hahahha! but its cooL.. ill miss you. :D thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;jLee: forst friend ko sa mc. naks. hahaha! thanks for everything. *toxic* yikee.. and.. S! haha.:D ill miss you.&lt;br /&gt;phiL: ay. pyramids! hahaha. joke. ill miss you. dami natin memories noh? ARTHUR! hahaha. DISH! nyek. :D&lt;br /&gt;erica: ay. skip nalang. JOKE! :D first seatmate ko.. and kalog,super. pareho kami.. raw. hahaha! but its good.. despite thOse.. she happens to be one of my bestfriends. awww. :D&lt;br /&gt;dana: ang ganda mo. kaasar ka! ahahaha. joke. we got to be close na towards the end of the school year. :( awww.. but its ok.. ill miss you. thanks for everything! :D&lt;br /&gt;miko: AG.! hahaha.. walalng.. joke! :D mamimiss kita.. :D&lt;br /&gt;reg: hey. ill miss you. taLino mo. pero weird ka rin. .like me. nyek, hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;kirt: frontmate! hahaha ill really miss you.. tc ka dun ah.. :D&lt;br /&gt;moe: lockermate! hahaha. :D lets roll sa floor ulit! ;p hahaha. ill miss you. :D thanks for everything.. *toxic* haha&lt;br /&gt;dani: ay nako. daniella! hahaha. joke. my totoy. yes naman. ill miss you.. we had out times.. ddnt we? haha. good times and.. uh.. bad.. but.. its aryt.. ill miss you dani! :D&lt;br /&gt;chay: awww, ngaun lang tayo naging close.. but.. ok lang.. thanks for everything. i wont forget you. tc ah. ill miss you. :D C..3! hahaha ;p&lt;br /&gt;gracel: hey you. seatmate na hindi. nyek. haha. ill miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;katti: my seatmate! haha. talino mo. kaasar ka! hahaha. kwentuhan ulit tau about.. ppol. hahaha. :D joke. ill miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;abi: isa ka pa. talino mo. hahaha. ill miss you. :D my preschooL palang. classmate na kita.. ano ba yan. haha. joke! :D im glad we became classmates.. again. ;p&lt;br /&gt;xina: shake xina. shake! haha. joke. ill miss you.. and your.. stuff? haha&lt;br /&gt;pat: 23!! ahhh! im going to miss you tlga.. awww. :D thanks for everything. lets kill her. joke! :D &lt;br /&gt;steph: you're so smart.. especially in science.. grarrr. hahaha. ill miss you. prinsesa urduja! :D&lt;br /&gt;den y: sir jhun! hahaha. joke. ill miss you.. ANG TALINO MO! grrr.. bkt ka ganyan!? hahaha. joke. :D thanks for everything.. sir laxa.! ahhh! haha. memories.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**friends** :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONGSKI: hey guys. thanks for welcoming me to your kada khit new student ako! :D thanks for everything.. all the memories. i had a great year. :D mwah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mariz: hOY. ndi kita kamukha..db? haha. party ka ulit! :D&lt;br /&gt;jodin: hey you. EK ulit tayo.&lt;br /&gt;preki: volley ulit tau!&lt;br /&gt;jLee: hey. haha. my kakwento tungkol sa mga crush! ;p&lt;br /&gt;lea: weird ka. ay. ako pala yun. hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;aina: kalog mo..super. ang saya! haha&lt;br /&gt;mica: you. lets bond again sa party ni mariz next year. haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;klodet: good luck sa inyo ni leslie.. haha. sana mas tumagal pa kayo. nyek.&lt;br /&gt;guiang: hoy. ngaun lang tayo nagpansinan.. dB? haha&lt;br /&gt;zandra: hindi tayo nagpapansinan! haha&lt;br /&gt;malo: kwekwentuhan kita next time.. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;billie: you're so smart. i hate you. joke! :D&lt;br /&gt;cheski: db we hate science?! hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;faller: hindi tayo close.. haha.. pero at least we're friends.. db? :D hehe&lt;br /&gt;meg: close kayo ni romy and victor,,db? hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude: marieL! hahaha. ill miss you. thanks for everything! tc ah.. keep in tOuch.. ill see you pa naman next year eh,,uhm..right? hehe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close friend: patty! hey you.. ill miss you. khit konti lang pnagsamahan natin.. haha.. thanks for everything. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to miss you guys.. soo much. hOpe to see you all again.. next year. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111104088263611631?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111104088263611631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111104088263611631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111104088263611631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111104088263611631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/03/you-can-comment-on-my-blog-after-you.html' title=''/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-111003225276372556</id><published>2005-03-05T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T09:48:33.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>crap.</title><content type='html'>you can comment on my blog, after you read it.. you know.. haha! so PLEASE DO!.. ;P  thanks! just click on "ADD A COMMENT".. thanks! i would really appreciate it.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i haven't been blogging for a long time.. and now..i am,, again! yipeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i haven't blogged for the longest time is just because of one thing.. SCHOOL. do i need tO explain why? nahh.. you get the point naman siguro,,db? ;p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. what's been happening lately? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schooL's killing me. haha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the good news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. school's about to end. FREEDOM! ;p&lt;br /&gt;2. no more exams. tests. whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;3. no more cafeteria food. haha&lt;br /&gt;4. gimmiks,, [if possible]&lt;br /&gt;5. shopping!!&lt;br /&gt;6. i have time to exercise naaa! :D&lt;br /&gt;7. shopping.. again! haha,:)&lt;br /&gt;8. i can sleep late and wake up late again.&lt;br /&gt;9. i dont like "siopao" anymore.. [well..thats what i tell ppol, ONLY.]&lt;br /&gt;10.i get to be away from my mom for about 2 months. no more shouting. no more orders. no more everything from her..!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;11.freshnight is coming up, hope it'll be a blast.&lt;br /&gt;12.i get to go to the states. yipee!&lt;br /&gt;13.my hair will be long again by the time school starts again.&lt;br /&gt;14.no more responsiblilities, in school, i mean.&lt;br /&gt;16.it's almost SUMMER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the bad news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. im going to miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;2. i wont be back until about May.&lt;br /&gt;3. i might be taking up classes in the states, rarr.. i dont wanna study during THE SUMMER VACATION! =/&lt;br /&gt;4. im going to have to do everything by myself in  the states. rar. no maids. haha&lt;br /&gt;5. i wont get tO gO to the freshnight. :((&lt;br /&gt;6. im confused.&lt;br /&gt;7. SchooL is killing me!&lt;br /&gt;8. STRESSED OUT.&lt;br /&gt;9. heartbroken. (yek. haha. just a little na lang.)&lt;br /&gt;10.i wont be able to go out on gimmiks.&lt;br /&gt;11.i cant go to london with my parents. rarrness. haha&lt;br /&gt;12.exams are coming up.. HELL WEEK PARE! HELL WEEK! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;13.i might get fat in the states. depressing.&lt;br /&gt;14.afraid to mess up in the english play. [its our freakin exam!]&lt;br /&gt;15.i suddenly get all badtrip, for no reason at all. really weird.&lt;br /&gt;16.i really dont know what to do anymore about my problem.. rather, problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna hurt anyone anymore. im tired of it. i dont wnna see anyone cry or wanna hear things about people crying because of me. sorry if i sound so "makapal" or something. pero,, its true eh. i really hate it. this friend of mine,i saw her cry in front of me for about 2 times na.. adn she tells me that she's sick. the heck?? i read her blog too.. and.. so.. there.. that explained everything.. this other friend of mine, who i am quite close to, is always making "tampo" because i talk about my crush in front of her. she keeps telling me to forget about siopao.. but i dont listen because its really difficult..so she suddenly gets all badtrip and stop talking to me for awhile..actually we still talk, pero walang kwenta! grrr. then when i ask her friends, they'll tell me its my fault. grrr. i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's killing me. my problems are getting bigger and bigger. i have no idea what i can do about it anymore. crap. i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the english play is going well, but the lines.. the lines are just TOO MUCH. exage. haha. actually, its ok.. but.. geeeezzzzz! it's not like its the only thing we need to dO in schooL. there are A LOT of other projects and stuff. im just about ready to die..no, explode. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my BIG problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. lets just say.. i like someone.&lt;br /&gt;can you now guess what the problem is? haha. well.. the usual..&lt;br /&gt;yes, that person does not like me back. wait. not exactly. i really dont know. im really confused. rarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the story..[let's call the person siopao, its "our" codename for that certain someone..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like siopao, and people say that siopao likes me too. the only problem is.. siopao loves someone else. rarr.sad noh?.. but that someone does not love siopaO back.. what happened? well,, lets just say.. siopao decided to go for her, instead of me, because siopao loves her. well,, who could blame siopao..db? mahal niya kasi eh.. can't stop that. can't get in the way of that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i HAD to let go.. even though it was REALLY EXTREMELY SUPER hard to do. i did what i had to dO to end everything.. i said.. "i dont like you anymore, you can go for *toot* na. dun ka masaya eh." it's like siopao ddnt even care. siopao was just quiet. that day.. siopao was even with "her". ouch. after i said that, my heart completely dropped. i was heartbroken. shucks. haha. yes, i didn't mean it. yes, its not true. yes, i still like siopao. but i had to tell siopaO that, it was the only thing left to do for noone elso to get hurt but me. what can i do? i have no chance with siopao na eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. do i still like siopao? the truth..? well. YES. awwww. its hard to forget about siopao, hard to let go.. but.. im in the process of getting over siopao. hehe. congrats to me.. yek. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the catch. im starting to like someone else, a close friend of siopaO's. actually. [lets call her doggie] doggie,, is really nice. sweet. caring and i could go on all day.. but, i dont like doggie as much as i like siopao. siopao parin, of course. siopao's different. i dont know why.. siopao just is.. any doggie,, sorry to say.. cant measure uP tO her.. but still.. im starting to like doggie.. you can't blame me.. its really hard. REALLY hard to let go and forget.. as the script in "NEW YORKER in TONDO" says.. "be brave, forget. that's the new york way." haha,, but we're not in new york.. we're here.. in the Philippines. yek. connection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was saying.. i really like siopaO, though my feelings for doggie is developing... BUT siopao's still in my mind,, almost all the time. crap. what should i do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i so confused about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..after everything.. just when i was getting the hang of getting over siopao.. something is AGAIN botherin me..you see, it's siopao's birthday today. actually. it was last tuesday.. but today's the party. i was invited. why am i not there? one word: MOM. haha. she didn't allow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole invite thing. i was invited to siopaO's party before pa. siopao texted me and informed me about her party sometime on march,, but didn not specify when. but i found out, it was doggie who told siopao to text me that. so,, ok.. now i know.. it wasn't really siopao's choice to invite me rather, if doggie had not told her.. maybe i wouldnt be invited at all..after a long time,, around.. thursday, last week.. siopaO talked to me.. telling me to go to siopao's party today.. then the invitations would be given out on friday pa.. so i said i'll see.. and stuff like that.. now i dont know if siopao really wanted to invite me or not.. oh well.. doesnt matter, im invited naman eh! yek. joke lang! ;p haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so the party..is TODAY. rarr. i ddnt go na, cause first of all.. i wasn't allowed to go. grrnesss. oh well. sO,people came over to the house today. [hehe..pasaway!] doggie was here too. then suddenly,, no one among us could come to the party na. so,, we had to call up siopao tO say sorry and stuff.. and so we did. by the time it was my turn to talk to siopaO.. siopao ddnt want to talk to me.. the person i was talking tO said that siopao ddnt want to talk to me because im so mean. im not going to siopaO's party daw.. well, i couldn't. my mom ddnt allow me. siopao's pissed at me raw. grrr. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's so confusing? what's siopao so pissed about? i mean.. i already told siopao that i might not be able to make it tO the party because my mom might not allow me.. i dont even get why siopao even wanted me to go..as to what they all told me.. its really weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another problem? doggie says that siopaO might be angry with doggie or smthing,,we don't even know why.. its really weird. doggie says that siopaO is nOt minding doggie that much. rarrnesss. bkt kaya? wala naman daw ginawa si doggie sa kanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. when i gave the phone tO doggie,, doggie heard siopao say na "pinagpalit na niya ako".. doggie's not sure kung pra kanino yun.. but it had to be one of us.. sana,, hindi ako.. wala naman akong gnawa eh.. and i would NEVER replace siopao.. even if im starting to like someone else because i know i have no chance with siopao.. well.. siopao will still always be there for me.. "close friend" ko xa eh.. well.. i guess hanggang dun lang. awww. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought siopao was happy with "her",, why would siopaO be mad just because i wasnt able ot make it to the party? i bet siopao wouldnt even notice if im there or not.. its not like im important to siopaO. rarr. "she's" going to be there naman eh.. im sure. malamang.. M.U. sila eh. haay,, how i wish you could have loved me instead. nyek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's happening to me?!..what am i going to do?! HELP ME. im crazy for you,, hindi mO lang alam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one bad thing happened today. just perfect tO end my day! crap. &lt;br /&gt;my friends and i were in celeb because some of our groumates were getting picked up there. and my phone was in silent. so i ddnt get feel anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know that my mom was calling me, so i wasn't able to answer her calls. crap. she got so mad at me. she got my phone.. aGAIN! ugh! i hate herrrrr..!! she ddnt allow me na nga to a party.. cause she says im so "demanding"! and now.. she got my phone just because it was in silent?! crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how the conversation went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: why ddnt you answer my calls?!&lt;br /&gt;me: i ddnt know you were calling. my phone was in silent.&lt;br /&gt;mom: liar. i know you got my calls. you just ddnt want to answer my calls.&lt;br /&gt;me: it was in silent! how would i know that you were calling?! how could i have answered it if i ddnt know you were calling?! it was in silent. i ddnt hear or even feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;mom: may vibration naman phone mo db?! im sure you knew i was calling.&lt;br /&gt;me: well, it was not set to vibrate.&lt;br /&gt;mom: you're lying.&lt;br /&gt;me: im not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how it ended.&lt;br /&gt;Dios miyo!! rarrr.. i hate this.. STRESSED. PROBLEMATIC. F***ED UP! crap. i hate this.. what's been happening to me?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** someone.. save me fromt his nightmare!! :(( ***&lt;br /&gt;*** superman.. save me from here.. ***&lt;br /&gt;*** stop everything im feeling so bad about naaa.. i am so sad right now.&lt;br /&gt;you may not see any tears coming down my eyes,, but deep down.. my heart is pouring with sadness and tears..[dramaaaa! hehe,, but true..] ***&lt;br /&gt;*** what am i suppossed to do now?!.. haayy.. ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-111003225276372556?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/111003225276372556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=111003225276372556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111003225276372556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/111003225276372556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2005/03/crap.html' title='crap.'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-110346649949110819</id><published>2004-12-19T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T09:32:46.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ordinary day</title><content type='html'>you can comment on my blog, after you read it.. you know.. haha! so PLEASE DO!.. ;P thanks! just click on "ADD A COMMENT".. thanks! i would really appreciate it.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;December 19 (sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today,, was just like any ordinary sunday.. woke up at 10 a.m. because mark called up me at my cellphone (as usual. haha!). he's always the reason why i wake up during sunday mornings. After, when it was around 11-ish, i got up and took a shower and got dressed up for mass. Went to mass at 12 and got home. After eating lunch, i was chatting for awhile then left for my sister's clinic. She's a dermatologist. So i went there to have a cleaning. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After the cleaning, i went to eastwood with my date, MIKO! hahaha! he's my 8 year-old nephew! ;p hehehe.. di ako incest! we watched BRIDGET JONES DIARY, the edge of reason. It was alright. I like the first movie better, though. HUGH GRANT IS SOOOO CUTE!! haaayy! pamatay! ;)) hahaha! he's old.. but.. sooo? he's rich naman eh! -- YUCK. joke lang! but he's really cute..! ;p Even &lt;a href="http://phillinee.blogspot.com"&gt;philline&lt;/a&gt; agrees with me..db phil? basta, i swear, you sould watch the movie.. super PAMATAY si hugh grant! ;p hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Got home and got addicted to this game my brother downloaded from yahoo. Its called "bejewelled 2 deluxe".. i swear,, nakaka-addict.. SOBRA! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then &lt;a href="http://ai-na.blogspot.com"&gt;aina&lt;/a&gt; told me to check her blog out since it's finally done raw. So i did. I tried to comment on her blog.. but its weird,, cause i canT! grrrarrr..! ;p ill try later..i promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i wanna go out tomorrow,, to eastwood.. hopefully. I just found out that my flight was moved to the 23rd and im not flying alone anymore. :c too bad. i wanted to pa naman. oh well.. hmmm.. as i was saying, i wanna go out tomorrow! to eastwood with "hopefully" my twin and my friends..! kaya,, guys!! let's gooo! ;p hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;back up plan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;go to shang and buy the scrapbook i want from wrap shop. Then get all my pictures (wuth friends, family, or whatever) and place 'em all there.. yippeee!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i REALLY WANNA GO OUT! hahaha.. im stuck on the computer na ll day,, and my eyes are starting to hurt! haha! ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what to do before leaving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. get to hang out with "my twin" and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. buy the scrapbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. have fun? haha! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-110346649949110819?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/110346649949110819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=110346649949110819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/110346649949110819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/110346649949110819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2004/12/ordinary-day.html' title='ordinary day'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-110336371703951474</id><published>2004-12-18T04:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T07:18:02.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>grarrr</title><content type='html'>you can comment on my blog, after you read it.. you know.. haha! so PLEASE DO!.. ;P thanks! just click on "ADD A COMMENT".. thanks! i would really appreciate it.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;grarrr : its my new term.. grarrr.. (this is for those who are really pissed off!.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life can really be unfair, can't iT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yesterday, i went to a wake. The wake of Kc de Venecia, speaker jose de venecia's daughter. she died last thursday, december 16,2004. The whole second of floor of their house got burnt because of a christmas tree. Unfortunately, she was trapped inside the bathroom when the fire started to burn pretty bad. She couldn't get out. She called her sister up on the cellphone screaming "help me! help me!" but it was too late. She had died. Why didn't anyone tell her that the whole second floor was burning down? NOBODY knew that she was there. Earlier that day she had asked permission if she could go to starbucks with her friends, so her parents permitted her to go. During the whole incident, she was in her bathroom changing. They thought that she had gone to starbucks already so when everyone got out of the house, they thought no one was there. But apparantly, Kc was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Life can really be unfair, can't it..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;During the wake, i felt really sad. It could have happened to anyone. SAdly, it happened to her. Her parents were very sad. you can see it in ytheir eyes. Even Kc's friends were crying. she had a lot of friends. They made posters saying how much they're going to miss her and all her pictures were there full of hearts and pictures together with her friends. this was a very sad tragedy. a lot of people were hurt and still are. I just hope that they will be alright soon and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to those people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Kc will always be there inside your hearts, don't worry. everything will be alright. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;lesson learned:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;treassure every momment you have with your friends and family. You'll never know when your turn will come. Once its your turn, there's no turning back. You just suddenly.. go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;DEcember 18 (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;haay.. today.. is just one of those days wherein your stuck at home with nothing to do, and nowhere to go to. lets get straight to the point.. i hate this day! haha! im all alone at home.. with nothing to do.. but BLOG. im not complaining.. but.. its the only thing i can do! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i was supposed to go to eastwood today, but NO. someone ditched me! grarr.. i hate him na. just thinking of that "someone" makes me sick! YUCK! hahahaha! ayoko na sa kanya.. kakasawa! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i really want the scrapbook from wrap shop,, badly! haha! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;1. fly alone to Davao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;2. Get the next trip out of this world (nyek)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;3. die (joke! haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;4. get a new crush! ;p (haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;5.buy the scrapbook from wrap shop!!!! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what i was doing before blogging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;1. watching tv--i was watching land before time in &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;disney channel!&lt;/a&gt; hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;2. eating-- chips, cookies, spam, scrambled egg,rice,chicharon, chocolate (BABOY!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;3. texting.. ahem! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;FRIENDSTER-ing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://profiles.myspace.com/users/1508763"&gt;MY SPACE-ing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;6.&lt;a href="http://www.hi5.com/i?l=DCUNKPZ"&gt;HI5-ing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;7.checking out this &lt;a href="http://blurty.com/users/caffeinerush"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://blurty.com/users/caffeinerush"&gt;SUPER conyo blog!&lt;/a&gt; haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;8. i tried to put some &lt;a href="http://www.cdzlimited.org"&gt;music&lt;/a&gt; to my blog.. but i couldn't! haha! i ended up just listeneing to some music..! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that was how BORED i was! hahaha! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to top it all off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;1. i fought with "my twin" --grarr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;2. i didn't go out anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;3. i was at the computer ALL DAY..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;lesson learned:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;always have a back up plan! hahaha! just in case,, something goes wrong in your schudule,, like today.. grrrraaarrr..! ;p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-110336371703951474?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/110336371703951474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=110336371703951474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/110336371703951474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/110336371703951474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2004/12/grarrr.html' title='grarrr'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-110334245281789146</id><published>2004-12-17T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T21:18:02.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can comment on my blog, after you read it.. you know.. haha! so PLEASE DO!.. ;P thanks! just click on "ADD A COMMENT".. thanks! i would really appreciate it.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;FINALLY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;its  our christmas vacation! woohooo!! we finally get soem time to rest.. free from any subject, free from school, free from all our homework, free from project.. uhm.. you get the point naman ciguro, db? basta.. FREEDOM! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;its vacation time once again, and im sure you'll see a lot of people in the malls, chatting, FRIENDSTER-ing, BLOG-ing '(like me! haha), chatting and a whole lot of things just fOr them to not get bored. haha here's what happened yesterday and today.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;r&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dcember 16, 2004 (Thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Owkay.. last day of our exams. Social studies and English.. MAN! i hated it!.. out of aLL the other exams,, these two exams were.. just so..DAMN! haha! my head hurt so much after taking both exams. It was the kind of test wherein you REALLY have to think so hard about just for you to be able to answer the questions! haha you get the point, right? After the exams, there was our class party then there was a mass from like 1:30 til 2:00, and the SUPER LONG BOOORING PROGRAM!! from about 2:00 until 6:00 pm! grabeeee! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Our English exam:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHOAH! Among all our exams, English was the worst! seriously.. this one's a killer! okay, during our previous exams, we would all go out during the early bell. EVen for math ah! MATH pa yan ah.. i mean, everyone went out during the early bell in practically all the exams, but ENglish.. the winner! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lesson learned: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;STARING CAN KILL! seriously.. it was actually in the news! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Our social exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GRABE! this exam,, was just.. sooo.. haaayy,, i can't even explain it! haha. lets just say,, it was a little bit of confusing, expecially with the dates. It really makes you think hard and REMEMBER ever single detail in the book! haha! social,, will always be social..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lesson learned:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MEMORIZE THE WHOLE FREAKING BOOK and you ace the test!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what we did during our class party:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&gt;&gt; nothing! haha joke! &lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;1. there was NO MUSIC.. WOW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;2. there were A LOT of food! super!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;3. there were not enough drinks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;4. the guest didn't show up! (haha! she probably looked for another section to go to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5. there were no games.. haha! it sounds kiddie,, but hey.. games can be fun! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what we did during the mass:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&gt;&gt;nothing! haha!&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;1. talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;2. laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;3. talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;4. nothing. seee.... noothiingg! hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;5. did i mention,, talk? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what we did during the program:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;1. we sat on a mat for playing twister! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;2. took pictures of ourselves lying down (maat,tin,jlee,aina, chay and i)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;3. talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;4. watch the battle of the bands --&gt; go gorgeous garbage! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;5. text&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;6. run around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lesson learned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bordom can make you think like a CHILD.. scary..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**but i have to admit.. though the program was boring,, the day didn't quite end up as to what i thought it would.. it was still fun, in our own little way. ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;December 17 (friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The start of a new beginning. yek! haha.. the start of the christmas vacation. ok, first thing i did: FIX MY BLOG! as you can see,, i changed the whole layout! wohooo!! *claps* labo. Well,, so far,, thats the only thing i did! hahaha! i wanna buy a scrap book! decorate it with different pictures!.. hmmm.. i want the scrapbook from wrap shop.. its ssOoo nice!! haha! i want it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;1. buy the scrapbook from wrap shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;2. buy a swimsuit for the beach! yeah! im going to pearl farm again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;3. get an extra phone for my SUN sim (oh if u have sun,, give me your number!. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;4. go to the gym and work out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;5. pack the things i need for Davao, im leaving on the 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Goal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;have fun! ;p haha! whoooo!! its christmas time ,, once again.. *.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-110334245281789146?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/110334245281789146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=110334245281789146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/110334245281789146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/110334245281789146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2004/12/you-can-comment-on-my-blog-after-you.html' title=''/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-110300815668242700</id><published>2004-12-14T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T02:09:16.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ok.. lets update my life.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;december 8 (wednesday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&gt;&gt; hmmm.. there was no school.. yipeee! haha.. was on the phone the whole day with julian.. haha.. i know his crush na! hehe..ü had fun talking to him.. awww.. that's pretty much what happened.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;december 9 (thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&gt;&gt; there was school na. i did my Extemporaneous speech in English.. scaarryy!! *hachoo* sorry.. i just sneezed.. haha! labo.. ok,, i didn't have to put that. haha! newei.. after that.. nothing really happened. haha. went hOme.. and.. did nOthing but text.. haha! addict!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;december 10 (friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&gt;&gt; yay!!! i labshh this day.. haha.. well.. kinda.. i went to starbucks with sel and cheddar.. and.. some of our friends were there as well.. like mariz, mich, sam, genie, paul, julian and charles.. hmmm.. tambay lang kami dun.. nag uusap, nagkwekwentuhan, nag aasaran.. hahaha! you get the picture! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;december 11 (saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&gt;&gt; hmmm.. did nothing.. stayed at home.. "STUDIED" ?*ahem*ahem*ahem* hahahhaha! :))&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go to shang,, but then i was tinatamad.. so.. i just stayed home.. BUT.. grrr.. its soo annoying!! If i went to shang,, i could have seen Julian!!! :(( sayang! grrr.. badtrip! haha.. oh well.. too bad! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;december 12 (sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&gt;&gt; went to mass.. studied.. went to valle country club.. to my sister's clinic.. i brought my science book there.. and studied! FOR THE FIRST TIME.. i was in the mood to study!.. sceince!! horraaayy!! *claps* hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;december 13 (monday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&gt;&gt; i HAD to study for the science and CL exam.. grrrr.. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;december 14 (today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&gt;&gt; haha.. just came home.. haaay.. the science and cl exam was alright.. not wat i was expecting.. but alright.. ;p i have to study for math and filipino now.. but im tinatamad! hahaha.. thats why im in the computer! wohoo!! mga pasaway! hahaha.. i hate MS TAMAYO! i swear.. whatever i do.. i bet she'll always find a way for me to get a lower grade in Filipino.. haha.. though,, my grades aren't low.. she always.. grrr.. basta.. she always wants to prove me WRONG..tsss.. whatever! matangal na sana takong niya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;here's a question..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&gt;&gt; when will you know whether or not a guy is serious with you..? haaay..&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling.. the feeling of doubt.. when you love someone.. you ALWAYS want to feel free from any doubt.. because IF you do,, you start getting hurt and end up fighting with that certain someone..&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haay.. he may say it.. but what if he's really not? his friends might say he is.. but what if he's really not? haaay.. see.. the feeling of DOUBT. soooo much doubt! grrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;here's the thing.. what if you guys are close.. and you find out that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;  1. He has never been serious with a girl&lt;br /&gt;           2. He has a past of beign a player&lt;br /&gt;           3. He broke a lot of girl's hearts (ha-ha!)&lt;br /&gt;           4. He easy gets bored with the same girl&lt;br /&gt;           5. He has never lasted with a girl for about a month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;got that? ok.. then.. he later tells you that he likes yOu.. and you find it funny because.. you know that he knows you liked him since before, though he refuses to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After,, when its been quite a long time... you start tO think.. is he serious or not? so yOu ask him.. and his friends. THEY ALL SAY he is.. what do you expect to think? after knowing his "past" with other girLS..? how would you know whether or nOt he's serious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;what he does:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 1. He tells his friends that he's serious with you&lt;br /&gt;           2. His friends claim that he talks NON STOP about you&lt;br /&gt;           3. He always tells you that he loves you&lt;br /&gt;           4. He never fails to text you the moment he wakes up&lt;br /&gt;           5. He says he misses you all the time&lt;br /&gt;           6. He's SOOO TORPE!&lt;br /&gt;           7. He always wants to talk to you and text you.&lt;br /&gt;           8. He tries his best to be sweet.&lt;br /&gt;           9. He texts you "i miss you" after about 2 hours of not texting.&lt;br /&gt;         10. He tells you all the time that he's serious with you and that he loves you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;***BUT.. what if its all just a "strategy" (ha-ha!) to get to you.. i mean.. i dont know.. its weird.. how would you know WHEN A GUY IS SERIOUS.. OR WHEN A GUY IS NOT?.. haaaayy.. Do guys having a past of being players take girls seriously?.. well.. at least once in their lives?.. haaay.. im confused,, what should i do? what shouLd i think?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like this guy.. i just don't know IF i should still continue.. i don't want to end up getting hurt.. haaay.. buhay.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-110300815668242700?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/110300815668242700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=110300815668242700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/110300815668242700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/110300815668242700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2004/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-109898240007502475</id><published>2004-10-28T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T12:53:20.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>L.I.F.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha! Now this is something to talk about.. With these four letters, It says a lot. This word is like an acronym for something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;veryday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sounds exagerating? nahh.. We may not notice it, but we DO live our life in fear every single day. From the moment we wake up until the moment we fall asleep. Even in our dreams we sleep in fear.. well sometimes. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Still don't believe me? alright.. When you wake up on the day of your exams.. Do you not fear the feeling of failing? Do you not fear the thought of MAYBE you haven't studied as much as you should have? Do you not fear of MAYBE not being to answer a question? You see, from the minute we wake up.. There will always be thoughts that will cause us fear or maybe anxiety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Life is full of surprises. You NEVER know what is going to happen next. You never know what will happen later or tomorrow. You NEVER know anything until the time comes that LIFE start to surprise you. It may be funny, sad, crazy, good or sometimes bad. Sometimes its even a mixture of everything or it comes by pairs. You will never know, until it just comes to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Different situations at different times.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;There are a lot of things i dont understand about LIFE. There are a lot of things that cannot be answered and cannot be explained. BUT there are also some things that can be answered and can be explained. It may not be entirely correct, it may not even be the answer at all, but heck.. its an opinion.. Only God knows the answer to EVERYTHING..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Why cant we get what we want?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The answer would always be "because you can't always get what you want". But that phrase still does not answer the question "why can't we get what we want?". You see, people have this habbit of always wanting to get something that is "in", as they would say.. "its the IN THING". haha! Yeah, okay, lets say you did get the "in thing", what will happen then to that particular thing once something new has been replaced in being the "in thing"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You see, a lot of people always ask and ask.. But do they say thank you? Yes, but seldomly. Let say, a group of people 20 asked for 10 things. After they get it, only 8 of them will say thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Sometimes, the things we want are right there, we're just blinded by selfishness and pride. The things we want, are those we should need to be able to live LIFE. take for example, our family. Once they're gone, do you think something BIG can replace them? no, i dont think so. Once they are gone.. They will  be the ones you will look for everywhere and every single day of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;2. Why do we try our best at something but end up not getting what we worked hard for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; This is REALLY annoying.. you try your best to accomplish something.. and what happens?.. wala.. you dont get it.. and you end up sad.. haaay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Life has its struggles. And life can be unfair. But life at one point is something you learn from and finally realize that in the end, Life is one great happening and experience of the many different feelings we can feel and things we can do. Life may be full of fear, but life can be full of joy and excitement as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Life there for is a mixture of everything.. With a result of happiness and joy.. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So dont waste your life because of drugs and smoking and all those things that you do to destroy your life.. Life is something special. Dont waste it because of stupid sh** people find "cool".. because IT IS ABSOLUTLY NOT!!!! stay away from them. leasrn to say NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;you're parents raised you to have a life worth living.. dont destroy their dreams for you.. dont destroy your dreams for youself. dont destroy you life. You may live in Fear.. BUt DO NOT live in stupidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;**uhh..you can react now..hehe!ü i know you want to..comment on this post na.. please?!ü**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&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/8829678-109898240007502475?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/109898240007502475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=109898240007502475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/109898240007502475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/109898240007502475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2004/10/life.html' title='L.I.F.E'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-109871470597591468</id><published>2004-10-25T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T10:38:51.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"the heart has its reasons whereof reasons know nothing"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The heart has its reasons whereof reasons know nothing"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;This is one quote, i will never forget. Just by reading it, you start to think. The heart does have different reasons but these reasons know nothing. Yes, usually the heart is part of what tells us what to do. The mind is the first, in general, but the heart is something stronger than the mind. Thus, making the heart weak. Yes, it is good to follow your heart, but sometimes following your heart is not hte answer to everything. You have to use your "God given talent" as well, and that is the Brain. (naks!) haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;In life, there are different paths, different struggles and different choices to be made. Good or Bad, it will always be up to you in the End. Just like when we talk about "LOVE" **ahem**ahem** let me repeat that word.. "LOVE" (ahem ahem ahem) haha! different meanings and different points of view will always come peoples minds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;For me, love is something very deep. Something serious and something that was never be used to play with. It has a really deep,significant meaning that only you can define and feel. It may be towards someone with the opposite sex as you, sometimes the same, your family os someone close to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Love is not only present to the one you want to spend the rest of your life with, or the one you simply cant live without. Love can be felt within a lot of people towards a lot of people. This is what you call "having a BIG heart". This trait is really something i admire, because having a BIG heart simply means someone who is patient, kind, nice and of course loving. haha! This type of person very much knows how to get along with everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Love can be present towards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1&lt;em&gt;.Friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Everyone knows this. Friends are simply people you cannot live without and will always be there for you no matter what. Friends are there to cheer you up when you're down and you do the same to them. Friends are those people you hang our with, talk to and do almost everything together with. Friends are those people you simply love and will cherish for the rest of your life.. so to my friends out there.. nananawagan ako sa inyo! (wahahahahah!!) i luv yah guys! thanks for always being there for me.. awww... naks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Now this is something some (take note: SOME) are not sure of. Whether or not they love their families. Well let me tell you, no matter how much you hate your mom, dad, sister or brother.. the feeling of "love" will always be there. You may not be able to show or even see it,sometimes even feel it. But the feeling is there. You came from your mothers womb, taken cared of by your dad and watched by your sibling when your parents were gone. Even if you were still an infant, your parents showed all the love they can give. Sometimes, things are right there in front of us, we're just too blind and too self-centered to notice them. It is impossible for no parent to live their children. They may hurt you and they may always get angry at you, but did you ever stop to think at the reason behind everything? remember, they do love us.. that is why they just want us to have a great future. If you're going to ruin this by going into peer pressure, taking drugs or simply destroying your life. Then maybe you're the one who has a problem and doesn't know how to Love, because you're the one who has a problem. Like God said.. "love your neighbor as you love yourself"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Teachers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Haha! hey, teachers CAN be cool. and teachers CAN be fun to talk with.. am i ryt? haha! they're just like us noh.. they know how to get along with students.. Even though they seem a bit uptight and well.. --duhhhh-- (haha!) they can be cool.. and no matter how much you hate a teacher, Love will still be present among you and her.. trust me.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Maids/drivers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ff99;"&gt;ok,, your maids..or drivers.. even though they CAN be such PAIN in the.. head? haha.. you still do feel AT LEAST a little bit of love for them.. haha. **ahem**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. crushes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ff99;"&gt;*ahhhheeemmm** you DO love them.. AS A FRIEND!! hahahaha.. yek!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;well.. those are the ppol you usually love but sometimes you just dont feel or know it..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Anyway, what im trying to point out here is that.. Our heart is something that kind of like has its own mind. It choses whom to love and it tells us and makes us feeling the feeling of.. ahem.. "love". Sometimes, that certain feeling is there, but we just can't see it because another part of us is telling us the complete opposite of what our heart is telling us, and that is our brain. Whatever choice you pick, follow your heart but at the same time use your brain. haha. weird noh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just chose whatever makes you happy. If you think that something will make you happy and that certain thing is what your heart desires.. Go for it. Like the reasons for the things happening around us..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the heart does have its reasons.. but these reasons know nothing.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes no one can explain these reasons, except for yourself. i hope you find happiness within you and your heart. naks! just remember one thing. Love is something that will never fade away. If you truly love someone, that feeling WILL NEVER go. That feeling will always be with you and in your heart. Like they say in weddings.. "'til death, do us part" ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;**uhhh..you cant comment now! cge na.. i know you want to.. hehe..ü thanks!**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/8829678-109871470597591468?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/109871470597591468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=109871470597591468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/109871470597591468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/109871470597591468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2004/10/heart-has-its-reasons-whereof-reasons.html' title='&quot;the heart has its reasons whereof reasons know nothing&quot;'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-109851532974952575</id><published>2004-10-24T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T22:19:12.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HATE IT? or LOVE IT? You decide.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The usual topic that you can debate on using these two questions is SCHOOL,am I right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;IM going to try doing this with the use of the "TOP 10 things" haha.. Ok lets start. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***TOP 10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT SCHOOL.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;10. Not being able to skip class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you get this.. ryt? ahaha! i dont have to explain this.. but just say.. dont you just hate it when you CANT walk out in class WITHOUT getting an offense?! haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;9. Having the same set of food to eat every single day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh my Gosh, can you imagine having to eat the same set, choices, viriety of food for the whole year? Don't you just get sick of it? i mean, sorry if you think im insulting our caf. (but im not in any way. promise) but they can at least change our choices of food at least once every 2 months.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Teacher's favoritism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yeah, teachers do have this. Even though they say we're all.. as they say "equal".. We're actually not! haha. (exage) Ok, maybe to some this is applicable (yes naman! applicable! hahaha) but then, dont you just hate it when they do have this? rraarrr.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7. Waking up early!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This is something i REALLY hate. i mean, why cant classes start after lunch instead? and end at 4 p.m.? i mean, 4 hours of school isn't so bad, now is it? haha! i hate having to wake up early, going to school sleepy and starting the day by having a quiz! errrr.. its just soo annoying! haha.. db???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6. Finishing up the requirements given to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Its so irritating to HAVE to finish all requirements given to us. IF WE DONT.. either you wont get cleared for the whole year or you will get a lower grade for that certain subject. See.. YOU HAVE TO PASS REQUIREMENTS! grrrr.. and if you're going to pass requirements.. you'll have to do something next on my list..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5. Staying up late at night (sometimes not even sleeping at all)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Now this is sooooooo frustrating! Am i right? Having to stay up late at night just to finish a certain requirement or project. Girls need their beauty sleep you know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;hahaha!! why cant they make us have that!? hahaha! i mean, they keep telling us to stay "beautiful" but do they make us beautiful?? i dont think so.. hahaha! if they think staying up late will make us beautiful.. they're crazy! haha! just kidding.. but seriously.. like my mom said.. "tingnan mo nga mata mo! ang laki laki na! sobrang bilog na! hindi ka kasi natutulog ng maaga eh"! haha see! even my own mom knows that staying up late wont make you pretty!! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4. Studying for exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Here's a question: why do we have to have exams?! i mean, we already have quizes and long tests.. why must we have a quarterly examination? they already tested us before. why must they they test us once more? hahaha. im telling you.. they're Crazy! hahaha! joke! (jokes are half meant!) hahaha.. ^_^ but honestly,, sometimes.. studying is fun.. (if you totally get the topic!) haha! binawi ba naman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3. Tambakan ng homework and projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ERrrr! tama ba naman pagtambakin lahat ng mga homework and project sa isang araw!? hahaha! i mean, staying up late at night for just one project is enough. Studying all night for a test the following day is enough. BUT passing projectS, a lot of homework, a long test or quiz the follwing day?!?! aLL IN one?! errrrr..!! Its a miracle that im very much alive at this point! hahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2. cramming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It is bad to cram. But come on, everyone crams once in awhile. Even the smartet kid in class somehow does cram! hahaha! db?? haha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1. REPORT CARD DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This one's the winner!! i mean.. the thrill .. the suspense.. the aggrivation of finding out your grades! and once you get it.. you have to find reasons to make your mom go easy on you.. (thats if you get low grades) sometimes.. you even end up expostulating with her.. haha.. and during the debate.. you realize that.. you could have done better.. and then you regret.. and.. haaay.. its a long process.. just by these two words-- REPORT CARD-- you start to worry! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Here is a picture to show you how much i REALLY hate these things.. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waking up early &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/" target="'ext'"&gt;&lt;img alt="'Posted" src="http://www.blogger.com/app/" align="'absmiddle'" border="'0'" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok,, now those are the TOP 10 things i HATE about school. Dont get me wrong, its not that im against my school or anything. I just simply HATE some (take note: SOME) things. So, now is the time for me to give credit (yes naman! haha) to my school by doing the opposite of what i did, which is the TOP 10 things i LOVE about school..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So.. Here is goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;***TOP 10 THINGS I LOVE ABOUT SCHOOL***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;10. the feeliong of getting a high grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ok, kinda "mababaw" but come on, dont tell me you dont like the feeling whenever you get a high grade. i mean, usually it completes your day, db? except for the fact that seing your crush would complete you day even more.. haha! but, you get the picture. Dont you just love it? i mean.. dont you just love it when after you've had a long evening of cramming, studying, worrying about an exam the next day..and suddenly all that pays off just by mearly getting a high grade? haha. well, i know i do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;9. The thrill of learning something new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Haha! sounds dorky? nerdy? yeah.. but, doesn't it feel great to know something others don't? haha! i mean, ask someone a question and if they don't know the answer and you do.. don't tell me you dont brag about it? haha! i mean, it feels great to know something others dont.. db? you can even make them "bitin" (haha!) And they'll annoy you the whole day until you finally tell them the answer.. Dont tell me that had never happened to you?! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. Not having to stay home the whole day, BORED. with nothing to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Now this one's a fact. Ok, so i said i hate waking up early having to go to school. I also said that i'd rather go to school after lunch. Because indeed, i do like going to school for this particular reason.. Not being stuck at home, with nothing to do! haha. i mean, if you're in school, you do a lot of things.. and this doesn't allow you to become bored, am i right? but when you're stuck at home.. sometimes, it can be sooo boorrriinnnggg!! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7. Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; new people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Almost everyday, you meet someone in school. Either a batchmate or someone in a higher or lower level. Friends through Friends and through friends. Its just like friendster! haha! db? "meet new people". The school is just like a "community" wherein you know practically everybody in the same level or in a community "street" as you. And not only do you gain more friends, but you can talk to more people, bond with more people and meet even more people. its really fun! db?? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6. F-R-I-E-N-D-S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Now this is something im sure everyone will agree on. FRIENDS. you just simply cant live without them, db? i mean.. yeah.. family should be first. but friends are simply people you cant live without as well. haha! School is actually the main reason WHY we actually have friends to begin with.. db? without school.. our only friends with either be our neighbors or the maids at our homes.. right? haha. now you wouldn't really want that, right? hehe. And when i mean friends, i just dont mean my barkada. but my batchmates. friends from higher and lower level and my classmates.. 1-10! And most especially my friends from other schools..especially poveda! i love you all guys!! *mwah* (naks! haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5. Teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Not all teachers are strict and mean naman eh, db? SOME teachers DO ROCK! i mean.. really.. they're sooo cool.. and soo ASTIG! haha db? teachers that teach well. teachers that you can talk to like a "ka-barkada" and teachers that simply.. RULE! wohoo!! haha.. school wouldn't be complete without them.. thats why they ROCK! ohh yeah!!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4. mcdo after school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mcdo is the place to be!!!!!! dont you agree? haha! even though this place can be boring from time to time (especially if there are no ppol), mcdo is still the place we love to go to. when i say WE, i am pertaining to my friends and barkada..especially cheddar,lea and i. We practically go there like ever week or whenever we can, and it is ALWAYS going to be like our "3rd home" haha. since school's the "2nd".. and mcdo is just a place we simply cant resist.. ^_^ awwwww.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3. ADVENTURE MATES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Haaayy,, these 3 bitches? *ahem* girls i mean? hahaha! now the 3 of us are usually seen together.. in MCDO! hahaha! if not.. we're at my place instead. hahaha! these 3 girls are composed of me, migs nograles. cheddar de leon and lea celestial. The 3 of us are classmates and we're bitches! ahem.. girls pla.. haha! i love you guys! *mwah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2. Having MONEY!! (baon or allowance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Now this one's something im sure everyone simply loves! hahaha! getting money! hahaha.. having the feeling of having money, feels great! haha. its like.. you want to buy eveything you see or want. but whats annoying about it,, is that you can either be KORIPOT! or you just simply.. dont have enough money and you dont want to waste your money. haha! but the feeling of having baon is great,, db? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1. Without school, life woudln't be as great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Dramatic noh? haha. but true. i mean if you think about it.. school is something which became a big part of your life and played a big role in your life too. without it, you woudn't have the knowledge you have now and you wouldn't have or be in the position you are in now as well. Friends. Talent. Life. School just simply developed who you are now and because of school.. you became a good person.. (well.. i dont know if i can say GOOD PERSON.. but.. at least.. a little part of you is.. hahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;see.. so school can be great and fun. You may hate it.. but there are still some things that you can love about school. like they say.. "the more you hate.. the more you love" haha.. and school can be a good example of that.. awwww.. hahaha! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Anyhow, like the first part.. let me share with you some pictures.. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teachers that are soo cool!! &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/" target="'ext'"&gt;&lt;img alt="'Posted" src="http://www.blogger.com/app/" align="'absmiddle'" border="'0'" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;&lt;img class="'phostImg'" src="http://www.blogger.com/app/" border="'0'" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;&lt;img class="'phostImg'" src="http://www.blogger.com/app/" border="'0'" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mcdo with friends &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/app/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a barkada that rocks! &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/" target="'ext'"&gt;&lt;img alt="'Posted" src="http://www.blogger.com/app/" align="'absmiddle'" border="'0'" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;&lt;img class="'phostImg'" src="http://www.blogger.com/app/" border="'0'" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ON THE PICTURES: (from left to right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;on the first picture:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;me,Ms. sangangbayan,Ms. pam,aina,lea.**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;on the second picture: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;precious,me,mariz,jodin..**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;on the third picture: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me,mariz,jLEe,klodet,precious,mica,jodin,billie,meg..**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*** uhhh.. you can react now.. hahaha! comment on my blog na! aryt? hahaha!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8829678-109851532974952575?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/109851532974952575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=109851532974952575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/109851532974952575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/109851532974952575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2004/10/hate-it-or-love-it-you-decide.html' title='HATE IT? or LOVE IT? You decide.'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-109843227288950885</id><published>2004-10-22T04:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T08:25:25.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE, and everything will be alright..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/2127/320/migs%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 106px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 91px" height="163" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/2127/400/migs%203.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every person has their moments of sadness in their lives, am i right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;With different reasons, everyone will experience this kind of feeling. Even though a lot of people try to avoid it, they still experience this. sometimes, we feel so sad that we go crazy or insane. Sometimes, people tend to slash and just think of ending their life there and then. But they always forget than in every time of sadness, happiness is just around the corner and it has just lost its way a little bit, and will take time to find its road once more. I, for one, have felt this kind of feeling.. a feeling that i wish i will never be able to feel once more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Last year, during my grade 7 years, my life was just full of confusion. I didnt know what to do with my life. I didn't know how my life was going to be and i didn't know how to deal with it once more. i was so confused that i would always make mistakes. Almost everything i did seemed to be wrong. Of course, i didn't know it was, until my family got into the picture. All my privelages were taken away from me. I was not allowed to do anything anymore except to go to school and study. I wasn't allowed to go out much and spend time with my friends because my parents wanted me to stay away from trouble and wrong doings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;True enough, i have realized that everything i have been doing, is not something i should be proud of. yes, my friends were great. yes, it was fun. but that kind of "fun" is not something that will get me a job in the future or even help me with my studies. I wasn't failing, but i was achieving in school either. my parents made me realize this in a way that i thought they just didn't want me to be happy. When i tried to stop this, my parents trust on me started to build up once again, but it was hard because it was a very very slow process. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The year almost came to an end and graduation day was just around the corner. Their trust was soon building up once more. They would talk to me the way they used to and they allowed me to go to parties and gimmiks once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Graduation day came. and well sad to say but i didn't get any awards. This caused a great disappointment to my parents because everyone in my family usually receives an award during their graduation day..everyone,, except me. i had taken the entrance exam to miriam college high school as well, and i passed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Summer then started. I joined workshops such as powerdance (hip hop and jazz) and trumpets (childrens musical theatre). It was really fun. i met a lot of people and for once, i didn't get fatter during the summer! hahaha! my recital and our play soon came.. my parents watched and they were proud of me.. When they congratulated me it was like i wanted to cry because, i haven't heard them say that for the longest time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Then one day came that my parents told me that we needed to talk. the day they told me i was transfering. they decided for me, and there was no other way for me to stop them from doing that. I cried the whole day. I was transfering to Miriam and i will just suddenly leave my friends and enter a whole new school with a whole set of friends, classmates, teachers and people. I couldn't stop crying. This made me feel so agrivated.  i didn't talk to my parents much for quite some time. I was always in a bad mood and i was tempted to kill myself (seriously.. i was). I talked to my sister and my brothers,and i usually ended up crying. Everything just seemed to be so unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The first day of school soon came. I was scared as hell.. i didn't know if the people in miriam were going to accept me because,i came from poveda.. but then, i got home safe. with no scratches whatsoever. haha! (just kidding) it was fun. i met a new set of friends who were very nice to me. I had a barkada who treated me well was really fun and great to hang out with. i had fun. what i have been thinking the whole time is the complete opposite of how they were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I came home, with a smile on my face, realizing.. my parents do love me. They do think what is best for me and they want me to just be happy. Even though, i thought i wouldnt. i was. Now, i dont regret ever transfering. i love my class. i love my school. i love my barkada. i love my batch. transfering wasn't such a bad idea after all. It was great! And even though im far away from poveda, i still get to communicate with my friends.. one way or the other.. I love you all guys! *mwah!* thanks for always being there for me!ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;see.. in every time of sadness.. happiness will come.. one way or the other.. ü so, smile. and everything will be all right.. ^_^ and.. yeah,, parents do things and tell us to do things and force us to do things.. but.. they're all just doing that for us to have a better future.. because they DO care. and then DO love us.. naks! haha..ü&lt;br /&gt;              dOnt you agree??ü hahaha.ü &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;**uuhhh.. you can react now.. hahaha! mag comment ka naman!.. i know you want to! haha!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-109843227288950885?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/109843227288950885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=109843227288950885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/109843227288950885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/109843227288950885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2004/10/smile-and-everything-will-be-alright.html' title='SMILE, and everything will be alright..'/><author><name>margarita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12969586460672579079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8829678.post-109842923144678531</id><published>2004-10-17T04:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T05:00:10.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BANG! you're dead! (weh! haha)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/2127/320/new%20pic%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 154px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 137px" height="181" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/2127/400/new%20pic%203.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#006600;"&gt;check out.. the bangs!!! hahaha!ü &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; had a hair cut today! hahaha.. woke up at like 11:30.. and mass is like at 12:00. we usually leave the house at 11:45. so when i woke up and saw the cLock, i was like.. "aaahhh!!!! 15 mins to change!!!" kala ko nga magmumukha akong mongoloid! hahaha! tapos wala na akong plano mag ayos ng buhok.. ahahha! pero.. may plan naman akong maligo! hahaha!!ü &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;After mass, we went home, ate lunch and then my mom was like.. "lets go to the parlor" then i was like.. 'cge!" tapos.. i was reading a magazine.. then i was like.. "ipapaayos ko nga bangs ko!" haha.. so yun.. we went to the parlor.. tapos.. nagpabangs ako! hahaha!ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i talked to "Fafa" today.. haha! from 10 in the evening until around 1 something in the morning.. hahaha! then like.. ang dami naming mga kagaguhang pnag usapan..! hahaha.. tapos,, he txtd me after ksi binaba ko daw kaagad ung phone.. then.. while i was replying..i fell asleep! hahaha!! so.. prang nagalit pa xa! hahahaha!! oh well.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;**uuhhh.. mag comment ka naman o! i know you want to! hahaha!ü**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8829678-109842923144678531?l=migsnograles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/feeds/109842923144678531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8829678&amp;postID=109842923144678531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/109842923144678531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8829678/posts/default/109842923144678531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://migsnograles.blogspot.com/2004/10/bang-youre-dead-weh-haha.html' title='BANG! you&apos;re dead! 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