tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992349954694759932024-03-21T06:21:12.857-07:00fairy land.joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-40051931348795615032009-03-22T05:13:00.000-07:002009-03-22T09:13:59.310-07:00better.<div style="text-align: justify;">i was feeling super depressed a while ago. now i'm only a little depressed.<br><br>i'm tired and i feel like my life's super empty right now. maybe it's due to piled up stress from all that happened to me this week. plus the major depression tonight. <span style="font-style: italic;">haii.</span><br><br>as my ym stat goes, i am not gonna be happy. or at least not right now. i dunno. all i know is that at times (or weekends) like this, i would just rush home to rizal no matter how tiring the trip is, and cuddle beside my mom as she rests on her bed as always. it was a very satisfying escape from all the work here in school, and the best way to erase all my worries and sadness. i really miss those times, but of course, there's no way i could go back.<br><br>now, there's nowhere - or nobody - to run to. i feel so helpless, i couldn't even text my siblings nor my <span style="font-style: italic;">tita.</span> it's good that somehow, my going online wasn't so much in vain. first, there was a stranger (he's on my list, but we couldn't remember why or how we met) who inspired me to think positive though he didn't have any idea why i was depressed. and then besty went online, and i ranted all about my problems to her. she always listens to me and knows me all too well. and lastly, aj lamorena (prolly prompted by my ym stat) pm-ed to offer to text for me if ever i needed to send an important text message to somebody ('coz my phone's still <span style="font-style: italic;">wasak</span>). it was very thoughtful of her. she really made me smile.<br><br>after seeing the result of our accounting exam after mass tonight, i got sad and immediately started making a list in my mind of things that would make me happy. but so far none of them worked. not ice cream. not "love life". not even being an instant gc and studying for my mbb exam tonight (i just couldn't focus). <br><br>oh well, i guess it's really the unexpected things that can work they're magic in lifting your spirits up when you're down. I'm still not feeling okay (or maybe i'm just hungry. i ought to eat after signing out), but everything's better. and i hope tomorrow will be better still.<br></div> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-1040396696741869502009-03-21T01:48:00.000-07:002009-03-21T05:48:31.448-07:00promisesare meant to be broken. <span style="font-style: italic;">itsumo, itsumo onaji.</span><br><br><span style="font-style: italic;">haii. </span>good luck <span style="font-style: italic;">na naman bukas. sana makabawi na talaga.</span> mantra: i love accounting.<br><br><span style="font-style: italic;">(mag</span>fofocus <span style="font-style: italic;">na nga lang na</span>distract pa <span style="font-style: italic;">nang 'di oras.)<br></span><br>anyway, good luck batchmates!<span style="font-style: italic;"><br></span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-2061349627759648152009-03-17T05:15:00.000-07:002009-03-17T09:15:16.930-07:00Fail day.the day hasn't ended yet, and i am super wishing it would. It seems like super mega <span style="font-style: italic;">malas ko </span>today. <span style="font-style: italic;">haii.<br><br></span>101 exam: I started reading last week because I know my sched's gonna be hectic this week. I was ready for the lesson and a bit late (but still just on time for me) for the exam. And for some reason the <span style="font-style: italic;">ikot jeep </span>took forever to load and i ended up arriving super duper late. Mid-exam, my mind just shut off. I know that I was supposed to know the answers to those questions, but the answers just won't surface. It's the first exam ever that I was mental-blocked. It's unfair, to think that I've prepared relatively well for this.<br><br>Elevate. I guess you all know what happened. <span style="font-style: italic;">Haii. Sobrang fail ko.<br><br></span>180.1. I've set my mind on reviewing our prof's slides when I get home and spending the night as leisurely as I wish on practicing excel. But boo, I arrive at the boarding house and my sister has just left, laptop in tow. It would have been okay if our other roommate had her laptop, but of all times, she accidentally left it at home. I was desperate and texted two people and tried calling another one to borrow. <span style="font-style: italic;">Pero asa.<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span>It was all in vain and I just wasted time. Now here I am, spending the night in a computer shop. I should be pressured on finishing early so I'd spend less money and be able to go home early, but I'm super frustrated now that I just need to let this all out.<br><br><span style="font-style: italic;">Haii. Wala namang mapag-</span>share-<span style="font-style: italic;">an </span>aside from Pipay. <span style="font-style: italic;">Eh </span>I don't want to disturb her more given that she also has an exam tomorrow to prepare for. <br><br>Okay, there. I should start working now if I don't want another fail day. <span style="font-style: italic;">Kung pwede lang sanang umiyak. Kaso wala nang </span>time.<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br></span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-18470342341621603762009-03-14T08:59:00.000-07:002009-03-14T12:59:08.522-07:00correctionbecause multiply won't upload pics at tghe moment, i'm doing the mass upload next time. suuuper sleepy.<!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-84799922217208530922009-03-14T07:59:00.000-07:002009-03-14T11:59:06.703-07:00warningi'm preparing to upload tons of pictures. if you don't want to see a lot of me right now, you can skip viewing my albums. but if you do have free time, feel free to browse through my collection. oh, and leave comments. :p<div><br></div><div>i'm uploading all these from my phone because i don't have a laptop to store my pictures in (my laptop's <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">wasak</span>). since my bro's laptop has bluetooth and i see him rarely, i'm taking this opportunity to upload and give my phone more memory space, even if it's already 3 in the morning and i should be sleeping. need to be back in diliman by 1pm later. -_-</div><div><br></div><div>anyway, have a great Sunday! enjoy! :D</div><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-78491877440105608692009-03-08T00:57:00.000-08:002009-03-08T05:57:47.479-07:00JJMA ka? JJ for Fin VP! :D<div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="michellemolas" author_possessive="michellemolas'"> <span class="insertedphoto"><br></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="insertedphoto"><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://jaykeielemenopi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SbKxEwoKCIkAACTeErQ1"><img style="height: 425px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.jaykeielemenopi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SbKxEwoKCIkAACTeErQ1/FOUR.jpg?et=mKmlNgfjr8AtxQpxIvd%2C4A&nmid=0" border="0"></a></span><br><font size="6">JJMA ka? JJMA ako! </font><br><font size="6">JJMA na tayong lahat </font><br><font size="6">kay JJ San Juan! </font><br><br style="color: rgb(127, 127, 0);background-color: rgb(160, 255, 64);"><font size="6"><font size="7"><span style="background-color: rgb(0, 255, 128);color: rgb(0, 127, 127);">JJ for a FINer JMA!</span></font></font> <br><br><font size="6">JJ for UP JMA Vice President for Finance! </font><br><br><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://jaykeielemenopi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SbKxEwoKCIkAACTeErQ1"><span class="insertedphoto"></span></a><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://jaykeielemenopi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SbKyYwoKCIkAAD4YdeE1"><img style="height: 434px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.jaykeielemenopi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SbKyYwoKCIkAAD4YdeE1/ONE.jpg?et=uvLEWyiZvkssUFIEwSaWIg&nmid=0" border="0"></a><br><br>Please check out my GPOA at the CBA 3F front lobby. For questions, comments, suggestions, violent reactions, or anything at all, you can contact me through my e-mail [<span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236447597_0"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236448284_0">jjsj1989@yahoo. com</span></span>] or my phone [0906.286.5040]<br><br><div style="text-align: left;">Reposted from (and for) JJ San Juan. :)<br></div></div> </div> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-59766764922029577532009-01-23T04:32:00.000-08:002009-01-23T09:32:59.087-08:00usapang babae (naman?). XDGrabbed from julirose. akalain mong may gumawa na din pala ng sagot, bukod sa notes ni klyonne. :))<br><br><br><br>Kapag ngumiti ka na ng konti,<br>nag-ayos ng konti <span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">pagkakamalan ka nang malandi.</span><br>Hindi pangseryosohang relasyon.<br><br>Marinig lang nila na <span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">malakas kang mag-salita</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">,</span><br><em>palengkera</em> ka na.<br><span style="text-decoration: underline;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">T.O. kagad sa kanila iyon</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">.</span><br><br><span style="font-style: italic;">Mahilig silang tumingin sa mga babaeng sexy manamit</span>,<br><font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><font face="Century Gothic">kulang nalang makita na kaluluwa.</font></span></font><br>Pero kapag babaeng seryosohin at gustong ligawan<br>dapat <span style="font-style: italic;">disente</span>,<br>dapat <span style="font-style: italic;">mala-anghel ang mukha</span>,<br>dapat <span style="font-style: italic;">mukhang inosente</span>.<br>Tapos kami pa raw ang mahilig mamili?<br>Parang baliktad yata?<br><br>Ok, ayan nanliligaw na si lalake.<br><br>Dapat <em>pakipot</em> ka para suyuin ka, para <em>habulin</em> ka pa lalo.<br>Kapag hindi ka naman nagpakipot..<span style="font-weight: bold;"> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">"easy to get"</span></span> naman ang tingin sa iyo.<br><strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Hindi ka na seseryosohin</strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">.</span><br><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;">Teka! Sino bang may sabing magpaalila kayo,</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;">di naman namin hawak ang buhay niyo</span>.<br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Natural lang na magtiis kayo, may gusto kayo sa amin eh.</span><br>Kapag nakuha niyo na iyon wala na lahat ng mga paghihirap niyo,<br>babaliktad na ang sitwasyon <span style="text-decoration: underline;">kami naman ang mamromroblema</span>.<br>Para lang kayong may gustong bilhin na bagay.<br>Upang mabili ito kailangan munang magsakripisyo, magtipid, magtiis.<br>Pag nabili na at mapagsawaan wala na, <em>balewala na</em>. Diyan ka na sa tabi-tabi.<br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">"Tawagan nalang kita pag trip ko o kaya'y pag may gusto akong ipagawa sa iyo"</span><br><br>Ano pa ba? E di sinagot mo na diba. Utang na loob pa natin yun.<br><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);text-decoration: underline;">Dahil naghirap daw sila sa panliligaw dapat masuklian natin iyon ng higit pa.</span><br>Sa umpisa kailangan malambing ka, maayos at laging magsisilbi sa kanya.<br><span style="font-style: italic;">Ayaw daw nilang humawak ng relasyon, pero <span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">kapag ikaw naman ang nagmando,</span></span><br style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">aba! masasakal naman</span>.</span><br style="font-style: italic;"><br>Sasabihin pa sa iyo:<br><font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><font face="Century Gothic">"demanding ka."</font></span></font><br><br>Meron ka pang maririnig na:<br><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><font face="Century Gothic">"I think we need space."</font></span></font>,<br><br>..........at kung anu-ano pang ek-ek.<br><br><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Sino rin may sabing di dapat kami magpakabait,</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">maging devoted at faithful?</span><br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Kapag kami ang sumaway</span> niyang mga iyan, iba na ang tingin sa amin.<br><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Malandi na kami, haliparot, pakawala, makikay </span>at kung anu-ano pang mga bansag ang itatawag sa amin.<br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Kapag kayo gumawa noon, ok lang</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">.</span><br>Lalake kayo eh, <span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><u>macho</u> kayo pag ginawa niyo yon</span>.<br>Kaya kami, walang magawa. Magpapakaburo at magpapakamadre nalang.<br><br>Kapag nagloko na kayo ano pa bang magagawa namin?<br><strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Eh di iiyak nalang</strong>. Wala namang ibang magagawa eh. <br><br><font style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" size="5"><font face="century gothic">Tungkol naman sa tinatawag niyong pagdedemand namin.</font></font><br><br><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;">Hindi kami nagdedemand! Karapatan lang namin iyon.</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;">Karapatan namin na lambingin niyo kami, icheck at ipakita sa amin na mahal niyo kami.</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;"><br>Hindi rin ibig sabihin na mas sincere kayo sa amin.<br><br>Seryoso rin naman kami ah. At ang maturity wala yan sa edad.<br><font color="#000099"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-style: italic;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" color="#333399">Mas maaga nga kaming magmature sa inyo.</font></span><br></font>Ang isang 19 year old na lalake eh, isip 15 pa yun. It follows iyan sa lahat ng age group.<br>Mas mataas pa kung minsan ang pagbawas ng level of maturity.<br>Kayo na ang mag-math!<br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Pati yung pag-iyak namin pinupuntirya niyo.</span><br><br>Kesyo<span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> drama </span>daw. Diba kapag umiyak ka nagbuhos ka ng emosyon diyan.<br><span style="font-style: italic;">Ano tingin niyo sa amin mga artista?!</span><br><br>Alam niyo iyon? Yun bang kulang nalang ay lumuha ka na ng dugo,<br>pero hindi ka pa rin papansinin.<br>Sasabihan ka pang tigilan na ang pagdradrama.<br><span style="font-style: italic;">Hindi nila kami maiintindihan kapag nagseselos kami</span>.<br><br>Bakit naman kami magseselos kung wala kaming nakikita?<br>Mas iba kaming magmahal.<span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> </span><strong style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Mas masarap..</strong><br><br><br>Kapag natapos na ang lambingan,<br>eh di siyempre<span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> iwanan blues</span> na.<br><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Kami pa raw ang nagsawa, kami pa raw ang nagtritrip lang.</span><br><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Sino ba ang lumalayas kapag may nakita nang bago,</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">sino ba ang mayabang,</span><br style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">sino ba ang nagmamalaki?</span><br>Kami ba? Kami ang walang choice...<br><br><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;">Kasi ang babae pag sinabing <span style="font-weight: bold;">"break na tayo.."</span></span><br><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Lambingin lang iyan ng konti balikan blues na iyan.</span><br>Kapag ang lalake ang umayaw, pucha, bahala ka diyan.<br><font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Kahit mag-tambling ka pa sa harap niya. Wa-epek.</span></font><br>Umiyak ka ng bato.Wa-epek.<br>Tsk, tsk, tsk. Tapos sila pa raw ang kawawa? <br><br>Post-break up.<br><br>Mahal pa ng babae si lalaki.<br>Sasamantalahin ni lalaki. Magpapagawa ng kung anu-ano.<br><br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Naaalala ka lang kapag may kailangan sa iyo.</span><br><br><br>Kapag pumangit ka after the break up, <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-style: italic;">magpapasalamat sila na iniwan ka nila.</span><br>Kapag gumanda ka naman, <span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ipagkakalat nila sa buong sangkatauhan na naging girlfriend ka niya.</span><br>Sala sa init sala sa lamig talaga.<br><br><br>Ano ba namang buhay to?<br><br>Ang hirap ding maging babae ano. Kala nila laging sila nalang.<br><br>Lagi rin kaming naiiwan sa ere.<br> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;text-decoration: underline;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">PUTANGINA SAKLAP DIBA? </span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-62576969252331867302009-01-22T02:00:00.000-08:002009-01-22T07:00:44.452-08:00usapang lalaki.<div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="ctiffany" author_possessive="ctiffany's"><div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="pkjdv12" author_possessive="pkjdv12's"><div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="mikoawayan" author_possessive="mikoawayan's"> <p align="justify"><font size="3"><em><font color="#6600cc"><font face="Book Antiqua"><font size="2"><strong><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family: arial,helvetica;">reposted from tiff. 'di ako sang-ayon, pero nakakaaliw din basahin. :)</span></strong></font></font></font></em></font></p><p align="justify"><font size="3"><em><font color="#6600cc"><font face="Book Antiqua"><font size="2"><strong><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family: arial,helvetica;"></span><br></strong></font></font></font></em></font></p><p align="justify"><font size="3"><em><font color="#6600cc"><font face="Book Antiqua"><font size="2"><strong>*gabe. usapang lalake* <br>*sindi ng yosi* <br>*hithit* <br>*buga*</strong></font> </font></font></em></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><strong>Musta na, pare? Ako, okay lang. Eto. Nagmumuni-muni. Nag-iisip. Minsan talaga may mga bagay na hindi ko maintindihan. Ewan ko ba.</strong> </font></p> <p align="justify"><font size="2" color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><em><strong>*hinga ng malalim*</strong> </em></font></p> <div style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc">Bakit ba ganun pare, ilang beses ko na pinag-aralan pero lagi na lang lumalabas na parang kahit ‘sang anggulo mo tingnan, </font><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family: Verdana;"><br><font color="#6600cc">hindi nagiging patas para sa mga lalake ang ilang bagay pagdating sa pagmamahal.</font></span></font></div> <p align="justify"><font size="3" color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><em><strong>*tingin sa stars*</strong> </em></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="3">Minsan naiisip ko, </font><font size="3"><strong>alam kaya ng mga babae ang hirap ng lalake<br>na gumawa ng first move para magtapat ng pagmamahal? <br></strong>E yung hirap na dinadaanan sa panliligaw at pagsuyo sa mahal nya?<br><strong>Ang feeling ng masaktan pag nabasted?<br></strong>Malamang-lamang siguro, hindi ano.<br>Wala naman yata silang alam sa mga paghihirap naten e.</font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Ang alam lang ata nila e mamili, manakit, at <br></span></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">magsaya. Tingin mo?</span> </font></font></p> <p align="justify"><font size="3" color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><em><strong>*tingin sa malayo*</strong> </em></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc">Lagi naman ganun. <span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Una pa lang, lalake na ang naghihirap. </span><br><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><strong>Hassle saten ang panliligaw</strong></span> </span>pero bago pa yun, <br>kung ano pang diskarte ang gagawin naten <br>para masabi naten sa kanila na mahal natin sila. <br>Alam kaya nila yun? Mahirap magsabi na mahal mo na yung babae, diba?<br>Tapos liligawan pa naten. <br></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;">Patutunayan na mahal nga sila. Susuyuin <br></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;">to-the-max. <br></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"></span><br style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"></font></font><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"><font size="5">Maghahatid sa bahay, tutulungan, <br></font></span></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"><font size="5">sasabayan, palalamunin, pagtyatyagaan, <br></font></span></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"><font size="5">lahat na. <br></font></span></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"><font size="5">Kulang na lang e pagsilbihan mo nang <br></font></span></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"><font size="5">walang sahod.</font></span></font></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"></span><br>At ano ang kapalit? <strong>Well, depende sa trip nila. Oo tol, sa trip lang nila.<br>Wala silang pake kesehodang mahal natin talaga sila. <br></strong><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family: Verdana;"></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family: Verdana;">Basta ang alam nila, pag di nila tayo <br></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family: Verdana;">trip, </span><br style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family: Verdana;"></font><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family: Verdana;"></span></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family: Verdana;"><font size="5">isang malaking HINDE ang makukuha <br></font></span></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family: Verdana;"><font size="5">naten</font>, <br></span></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family: Verdana;"></span><br><strong>kahit umiyak pa tayo ng dugo o lumuhod sa mga asing buu-buo. <br>Para lang silang namimili ng damit na di man lang sinusukat bago ayawan.</strong> <br><strong>Kaya kahit mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal natin, sorry tayo. <br></strong>Hindi nila alam kung mahal mo sila. <br>Kailangan mong maabot ang kanilang mga standards o uuwi ka lang na bad trip, iiling-iling, at minsan, luhaan.</font></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc">Wala tayong magagawa, marami silang alibi. <br></font><font color="#6600cc"><font style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" size="5"><em></em></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" size="5"><em>“Hindi pa ‘ko ready eh..”, <br></em></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" size="5"><em></em>“<font size="3">Sorry pero I think we should just be friends..”,</font></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" size="5">“Ha? Uhhmm.. nagpapatawa ka ba? Hahahaha..” <br></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" size="5">“<font size="3">Better luck next time na lang muna, okay lang?”, <br></font></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" size="5"><font size="3">“Give me a decade. Pag-iisipan ko muna..”,<br></font></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" size="5">“Para lang kitang kapatid e..”, </font><br></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc">yaddah yaddah.</font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc">Isang malaking pagsasaklob ng langit at lupa ‘yon para saten. </font></font></p> <p align="justify"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><em><font color="#6600cc"><font size="2"><strong>*kuha ng bote ng beer* <br>*lagok* <br>*lunok*</strong></font> </font></em></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc">At hindi lang ‘yon tol. Sa pre-relationship stage pa lang yon.<br>Pag sinagot na nila tayo, satin pa rin ang hassle.<br></font><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;">Tayo daw ang mga lalake kaya <br></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;">tayo ang hahawak ng relasyon.</span><br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;">Tayo ang aayos kung may gulo;</span><br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;">tayo ang dapat magpapakabait; </span><br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;">tayo ang magtatyaga; </span><br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;">tayo ang magiging devoted at faithful; </span><br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="5"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: times,times new roman,serif;">tayo, tayo tayo.</span></font> </font></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><font size="2">Sila? Ummm… Teka, isipin ko.</font> </font></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc">Ayun. </font><font style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" size="5"><br><font color="#6600cc"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"></span></strong></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" size="5"><font color="#6600cc"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Sila ang magsasabi kung anong oras kayo dapat <br></span></strong></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" size="5"><font color="#6600cc"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">magmeet;</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"></span></strong></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" size="5"><font color="#6600cc"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">sila ang magtetext ng mga mushy at kabalbalang <br></span></strong></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" size="5"><font color="#6600cc"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">texts;</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"></span></strong></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" size="5"><font color="#6600cc"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">sila ang magdedemand sayo ng kung anu-ano;</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"></span></strong></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" size="5"><font color="#6600cc"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">sila ang magbabawal;</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"></span></strong></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" size="5"><font color="#6600cc"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">sila ang magsasabi kung kelan ka dapat mag-shave, </span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"></span></strong></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" size="5"><font color="#6600cc"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">kung kelan ka pwedeng tumawag sa bahay nila,</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"></span></strong></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" size="5"><font color="#6600cc"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">kung kelan sila di dapat bad tripin dahil meron sila,</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"></strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><strong></strong></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font style="font-family: times,times new roman,serif;" size="5"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><strong>at kung kelan ka korni.</strong> </span></font></font><br></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc">Ewan. Ganun ata talaga. </font></font></p> <p align="justify"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><em><font color="#6600cc"><font size="2"><strong>*kuha ng bote ng beer* <br>*lagok* <br>*lunok*</strong></font> </font></em></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="3"><font color="#ff6600"><strong><br></strong></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="3"><font color="#ff6600"><strong>Hindi pa yun tapos pare, dahil dapat tayo ang bahala kung ano ang <br></strong></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="3"><font color="#ff6600"><strong>magiging takbo ng relasyon.</strong> </font><br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family: courier new,courier;"></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="3"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family: courier new,courier;">Pag maganda, edi okay.</span><br style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family: courier new,courier;"></span></font></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="3"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family: courier new,courier;">Pag may problema, kasalanan naten.</span></font><br><strong></strong></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="3"><strong>Haay buhay. Minsan talaga kung tutuusin sakit sila ng ulo.<br></strong></font><font size="5" color="#ff0000" face="Verdana"><strong></strong></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="5" color="#ff0000" face="Verdana"><strong>Kaya lang mahal naten kaya di na natin <br></strong></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="5" color="#ff0000" face="Verdana"><strong>iniintindi yun. </strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><em><font color="#6600cc"><font size="2"><strong>*hinga ng malalim*</strong></font> </font></em></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino">Pero alam mo tol, <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);text-decoration: underline;"><font color="#cc0000">feeling ko mas sincere pa tayo magmahal sa kanila. </font></span><br>Alam mo yun, iba tayo magmahal e.<br><strong><font color="#6633ff">Hindi lang parang laru-laro lang. Seryoso. <br>At kung magmahal man tayo, lubus-lubusan.<br></font></strong></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;">Mas mature?</span></font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"></span><br>Hindi yung parang pambata lang gaya nila na kesyo magseselos-selos, iiyak-iyak, iina-inarte, dadradrama, at kung anu-ano pa. <br>Hindi lang kababawan. Ka-mushyhan. Kababaihan. Iba tayo pag nagmahal. </font></font></p> <p align="justify"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><em><font color="#6600cc"><font size="2"><strong>*hinga ng malalim* <br>*tingin sa malayo ulit*</strong></font> </font></em></font></p> <p align="justify"><font size="3" color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino">At ito pa ang pinakamasaklap. </font></p> <p align="justify"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><em><font color="#6600cc"><font size="2"><strong>*singhot*</strong></font> </font></em></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc">Ang ending ng relasyon. <br>Sa mga panahong ‘to, either<br></font><font color="#6600cc"><font style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"><u>sawa na sila</u>, <em>hindi na tayo trip</em>,</span><br style="font-weight: bold;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;">may nahanap na silang better saten,</span><br style="font-weight: bold;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;">o kaya they need f*cking space and time muna.</span></font></font><br><strong>Bad trip no? Wala na naman tayong choice. Sila ang masusunod. </strong></font></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino">At ano pa ang kasamang hassle don?<br>Syempre wasak na ang imahe naten.<br><font size="2"><strong>Tayo ang lalabas na may kasalanan. <br>Na playboy. Na nagpapaiyak. </strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><em><font color="#6600cc"><font size="2"><strong>*iiling*</strong></font> </font></em></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" face="book antiqua,palatino"><font color="#6600cc"><strong><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">Tayo siyempre ang mga antagonist</span><br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"></strong><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><strong>at sila yung mga bidang inaapi at parang mga pusang iiyak-iyak.</strong> </span><br></font></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font face="book antiqua,palatino"><font size="3" color="#6600cc">Ang ending:<br><font size="5"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">mag-ooffer sila ng “friendship” kuno matapos tayong pagsawaan, </span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"></strong></font><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">lahat ng gifts naten nasa kanila, </span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">sawi tayo sa pag-ibig, <font size="5"><strong>“player” </strong></font>na ang image naten,</span><br>at higit sa lahat,</font><font color="#6600cc"><font size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family: Verdana;"> <br>mag-iisip kung papaano ipagpapatuloy ang buhay. </span><br>Maiiwan tayong tulala, mag-iisip kung saan nagkamali, mamomroblema sa pag-aadjust sa pagiging single, at di na naman makakatulog. </font></font></font></p> <p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;text-align: center;"><font size="3"><font color="#6600cc"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Haay buhay. Ang hirap maging lalake. </span><br style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Lagi ka na lang naiiwan sa ere.</span><br style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Ano? Hindi ka na nagsalita? In-love ka no</span>?</span> </font></font></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino">Ako, kamusta? Eto. <br>Yoyosi-yosi. Bubuntong-buntong hininga. Titingin-tingin sa bituin. Mumuni-muni. Lalagok ng alak<br></font></p> <p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);text-align: center;"><font size="6" color="#6600cc" face="book antiqua,palatino">Ang mga babae talaga, oo.</font></p> </div> </div> </div> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-55763966874553431592008-10-21T16:31:00.000-07:002008-10-21T20:31:35.968-07:00daddy's rules for dating.<font size="2"><font size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Daddy's Rules for Dating</span> (copied from bart<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>)</font><br>Your dad's rules for your boyfriend (or for you if you're a guy):<br><br><font size="3">Rule One:</font><br>If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're surely not picking anything up. <br><br><font size="3">Rule Two:</font><br><font size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;">You do not touch my daughter in front of me.</span></font> You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them. <br><br><font size="3">Rule Three:</font><br>I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.<br><br><font size="3">Rule Four:</font><br>I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a 'Barrier method' of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, <font size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;">when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.</span><br style="font-weight: bold;"></font><br><font size="3">Rule Five:</font><br>It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: 'early.' <br><br><font size="3">Rule Six:</font><br>I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you.<font size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> If you make her cry, I will make you cry. </span><br style="font-weight: bold;"></font><br><font size="3">Rule Seven:</font><br>As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car? <br><br><font size="3">Rule Eight:</font><br>The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing or holding hands. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual themes are to be avoided; movies that feature chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better. <br><br><font size="3">Rule Nine:</font><br><font style="font-weight: bold;" size="3">Do not lie to me.</font> I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me. <br><br><font size="3">Rule Ten:</font><br><font size="3"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Be afraid. Be very afraid. </span></font>It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.<br><br>NOTE: This application will be incomplete and rejected unless accompanied by a complete financial statement, job history, lineage, and current medical report from your doctor. <br><br>NAME _____________________________ DATE OF BIRTH ____________<br>HEIGHT ________ WEIGHT _________ IQ __________ GPA _________<br>SOCIAL SECURITY #______________ DRIVERS LICENSE #____________<br>BOY SCOUT RANK AND BADGES__________________________________<br>______<br>HOME ADDRESS_____________________________________________________ <br>CITY/STATE ____________________________ ZIP______ <br><br>Do you have parents? ___Yes ___No<br>Is one male and the other female? ___Yes ___No<br>If No, explain: _______________________________________________________<br>___________________________________________________________________ <br><br>Number of years they have been married _________________________________<br><br>If less than your age, explain:<br>____________________________________________________________________<br>____________________________________________________________________<br><br>ACCESSORIES SECTION:<br>A. Do you own or have access to a van? __Yes __No<br>B. A truck with oversized tires? __Yes __No<br>C. A waterbed? __Yes __No <br>D. A pickup with a mattress in the back? __Yes __No<br>E. A tattoo? __Yes __No<br>F. Do you have an earring, nose ring, __Yes __No <br>pierced tongue, pierced cheek or a belly button ring? <br><br>(IF YOU ANSWERED 'YES' TO ANY OF THE ABOVE, DISCONTINUE APPLICATION AND LEAVE PREMISES IMMEDIATELY. I SUGGEST RUNNING.) <br><br>ESSAY SECTION: <br>In 50 words or less, what does 'LATE' mean to you? <br>____________________________________________________________________<br>____________________________________________________________________<br><br>In 50 words or less, what does 'DON'T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER' mean to you?<br>____________________________________________________________________<br>____________________________________________________________________<br><br>In 50 words or less, what does 'ABSTINENCE' mean to you?<br>____________________________________________________________________<br>____________________________________________________________________<br><br>REFERENCES SECTION:<br>Church you attend ___________________________________________________ <br>How often you attend ________________________________________________<br>When would be the best time to interview your:<br>father? ____________<br>mother? ___________<br>pastor? ____________<br><br>SHORT-ANSWER SECTION: <br>Answer by filling in the blank. Please answer freely, all answers are confidential.<br><br>A: If I were shot, the last place I would want shot would be:<br>____________________________________________________________________<br>B: If I were beaten, the last bone I would want broken is my:<br>____________________________________________________________________<br>C: A woman's place is in the:<br>____________________________________________________________________<br>D: The one thing I hope this application does not ask me about is:<br>____________________________________________________________________<br>E. What do you want to do IF you grow up?<br>____________________________________________________________________<br>F. When I meet a girl, the thing I always notice about her first is:<br>____________________________________________________________________<br>G. What is the current going rate of a hotel room? __________________________<br><br>I SWEAR THAT ALL INFORMATION SUPPLIED ABOVE IS TRUE AND CORRECT TO THE BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE UNDER PENALTY OF DEATH, DISMEMBERMENT, NATIVE AMERICAN ANTI TORTURE, CRUCIFIXION, ELECTROCUTION, CHINESE WATER TORTURE, RED HOT POKERS, AND HILLARY CLINTON KISS TORTURE.<br><br>__________________________________________________________________ <br>Applicant's Signature (that means sign your name, moron!)<br><br>_______________________________ ________________________________<br>Mother's Signature Father's Signature <br><br>_______________________________ ________________________________<br>Pastor/Priest/ Rabbi State Representative/Congressman<br><br>Thank you for your interest, and it had better be genuine and non-sexual. Please allow four to six years for processing.<br><br>You will be contacted in writing if you are approved. Please do not try to call or write (since you probably can't, and it would cause you injury). If your application is rejected, you will be notified by two gentlemen wearing white ties carrying violin cases (you might want to watch your back).</font> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-81278226485713171732008-10-14T07:07:00.000-07:002008-10-14T11:07:20.908-07:00econ 100.1 finals - does anybody know the time and place? :) <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-49589440010070236982008-10-07T17:33:00.000-07:002008-10-07T21:33:50.933-07:00moving on.<div style="text-align: justify;">i've experienced yet a single break-up in my life. and i was the one who initiated it. yet, no matter how many times i told myself that i do not have any right to <span style="font-style: italic;">feel</span> hurt because it was my fault, it was painful. it hurt for some time. after a while though, i got to move on, to go to reunions and see him again with a smile on my face like nothing bad happened.. or like i never did him wrong. i felt guilty that everything passed me by rather quickly, but then again, there was no use pretending that you i still felt dramatic about all that happened though i was really over everything. it was over. that's it.<br><br>now, i am happy. or maybe not. but at least i know that i'm not super sad. what i'm going through right now is far different from breaking up with my first boyfriend, but it somehow feels the same. there's the pain, the longing, the what-if's, the guilt. yet, there's also peace, and (<span style="font-style: italic;">okaaay</span>, i have to admit), a bit of happiness. it's still the same old painful loss, but this time around, i'm assured that what - or who - i lost, is in a better state than when we were together. for her, there's no more pain and suffering. just peace. and hopefully hapiness.<br><br>i don't like holding on. i move on quite fast. i <span style="font-weight: bold;">can</span> get over this. i can, i can, i can. in fact, i've laughed a lot of times since last week. i'm yearning to go to the mall with my girl friends, to see my crush(es), to get good grades (after a depressing accounting exam).. i long to live my life again. there are some major changes, a lot of missing parts in my life, huge decisions that suddenly appeared and now my mind's overflowing with a lot of stuff. my aunts and uncles tell me to just study hard and fulfill my mom's dreams for me, but as of the moment, studying is what i suck at most. i just want to chill, to go out, to drink, to party, to have fun and forget everything. no matter how hard i try, i just can't study. or maybe i <span style="font-weight: bold;">don't want</span> to study yet. i try to clear my mind but it's still preoccupied. my stat exam is sitting here in front of me at the computer but i don't know when i'd (want to) start.<br><br>okay, i'm ranting big time. <span style="font-style: italic;">basta..</span> i don't know anymore. my life seems pointless.<br><br>let's end this <span style="font-style: italic;">na. </span>thank you for all who came, who texted, and most especially to those who prayed. my mom is happy now, and i guess i should be too, anytime soon. *hugs* God bless.<br></div><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-8125019649723286302008-09-20T23:22:00.000-07:002008-09-21T03:22:52.548-07:00at dahil pilipino ka.. :)<div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="r0nna" author_possessive="r0nna's"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size: 24px;font-weight: bold;">UP JMA and</span></div><div 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:)it has been raining unpredictably for the past days, but i never did expect a black out to happen today. as i sat at home all day hoping for the electricity to go back, plans on what to do when the laptop's up and working again kept running through my mind - copying my unfinished papers to my usb was first, and reviewing for our cwts quiz tomorrow was next (the undiscussed coverage is posted on the website, so i have no means of reviewing it amidst a black out). i waited in vain all day until i finally fell asleep immediately after dinner. at around 10, i woke up to the sound of the tv and my sisters' and mom's loud chatting. it was all too late, but i still felt relieved that finally, the electricity's back.<br><br>for today, i learned a couple of things. first was that when rain falls heavier than the usual, only one-fourth of the usual people who go to church actually show up for mass. at first, me and my sister were guilty of feeling lazy as well, given the temptation of staying at home all-day lying on bed and listening to the pouring rain. plus, taking a bath was scary in a pitchblack bathroom. anyway, the rain toned down when we finally stepped out to walk to church. i guess God was telling us then that we were doing the right thing.<br><br>for tonight, i succeeded in copying my files alright (after digging into my backpack for minutes trying to find my usb), but i got irritated when the ym wasn't functioning at that very crucial time. my mom's already told me that there's no class tomorrow, but i just needed to find out for myself. and then i found out about the web messenger (okay, sorry if everybody knows about it already and i'm the only <span style="font-style: italic;<br />">ignorante </span>left behind), and i find it so cool that i'm thinking about using it instead of the wreck-prone ym that we have here at home. and thank God again, there's a concrete announcement regarding class suspension. wee! long week-end right here.<br><br>plus, i got to chat with bea after a looong time. we have our first date for the sem set on tues. i just hope nothing else comes up on that day. cross-fingers.<br><br>haha. it's been ages since i blogged like this. totally missed it. hahaha. God bless you guys! peace.<br><br>PS: i'm soooo happy today because there are tons of chocolate at home. i shouldn't miss brushing my teeth before sleeping, or else.. ^^<br><br><br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-60700244314345541682008-06-20T04:01:00.000-07:002008-06-20T08:01:13.781-07:00don't mind me.a minute ago my heart's been overflowing with negative feelings that i just wanted to pour into writing. but i guess it will be too risky. i just got suddenly scared of what others might think if i do a dramatic monologue here. so, i guess i'll continue to keep it in. don't mind me. i'm oooookay. ^^ <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-54230847624782988732008-06-16T00:09:00.000-07:002008-06-16T04:09:30.878-07:00no guts, no gloryStatistically speaking, unless you are a total hermit, a social retard, or ugly as a putrid bum, there is at least one person in your multiply network that has a crush on you, wants to date you, wants to sleep with you, or simply just wants to kiss you.<br><br>So... let's play "No Guts, No Glory!"<br><br>The rules are simple.<br><br>1. If you want to date the person who posted this, send a Personal Message, not a reply to this post, saying "<span style="font-weight: bold; ">Coffee?</span>"<br>2. If you have a crush on the person who posted this, send a Personal Message saying "<span style="font-weight: bold; ">You're hot!</span>"<br>3. If you just want to sleep with them & stay friends, send them a Persoal Message that says "<span style="font-weight: bold; ">Nice shoes!</span>"<br>4. If you simply just want to kiss the person who posted this, send a Personal Message saying, "<span style="font-weight: bold; ">I do!</span>"<br><br>SCARED?<br><br>The only rule is that, you must not make anyone who sends you a personal message feel stupid for feeling that way about you. Acknowledge. Say thank you. Move on.<br><br>IF YOU'VE READ THIS, YOU HAVE TO REPOST THIS, EVEN IF YOU'RE TAKEN & see who replies.<br><br>SO... re-post this as "No Guts, No Glory", as it doesn't matter if you're married, in a relationship, or single. You opened it so you HAVE to repost it! A test of your bravery...<br><br>C'mon! No Guts, No Glory! :D <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-90127889516460464052008-06-14T04:18:00.000-07:002008-06-14T08:18:05.531-07:00kakasa ka ba sa grade 5? - from kat. try this. :D<p><font face="trebuchet ms" size="2">You need to come up with the correct number to open the attachment. (SEE BELOW)<br><br><br>Good luck with this and have fun! This is a 5th grade math problem. If you can't stand word math problems, just delete now.</font></p> <p><br><font face="trebuchet ms" size="2">If you can open the spreadsheet, you'll see it's a very small list of people who have gotten the correct number. This is not a trick question. This is a real math problem so don't say that a bus has no legs.<br><br><br><br></font></p> <div style="text-align: center; "><font face="trebuchet ms" size="2">- There are 7 girls in a bus.<br>- Each girl has 7 backpacks.<br>- In each backpack, there are 7 big cats.<br>- For every big cat there are 7 little cats.</font></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; font-family: arial; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; font-family: arial; "> <p><br></p></span> <div style="text-align: center; "><font face="trebuchet ms"><strong><font size="5"><font style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); "><u>Question:</u></font><br></font></strong></font></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; font-family: arial; "> <p style="text-align: center; "><font style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); " face="trebuchet ms" size="5"><u><strong>How many legs are there in the bus?</strong></u></font></p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; font-family: arial; "><br><br><font face="trebuchet ms" size="2">The number of legs is the password to unlock the Excel sheet. </font> <p><font face="trebuchet ms" size="2">If you open it, add your name and send it on to see who else can unlock it. (See attached file: copy of answer sheet-3-1.xls)<br><br>Hint: No bus driver.</font></p> <p> </p></span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-20719493783980862392008-06-08T19:35:00.000-07:002008-06-08T23:35:52.943-07:00nais mo bang magturo? :)hi! i'm looking for someone who could replace me as a tutor. busy-busyhan na kasi, eh nahihiya naman akong basta iwan 'yung student ko nang hindi nag-eeffort na humanap ng kapalit. anyway, here are the details:<br><br>sa emerald mansion, ortigas<br>3 hours/day, 5 days/week<br>100php/hour ang sweldo, usually plus merienda naman at c2 :)<br>'pag perfect attendance, nagbibigay sila ng bonus<br>weekly ang sweldo, so around 1500+ per week<br><br>hmm.. ano pa ba?<br><br>the student is a 16-year old korean girl who understands english somehow. or kung magkaroon man ng switch, within their family din ang matuturuan mo.<br><br>i was teaching english at first, but lately we've been studying science and math. 'di naman rigid 'yung session, so if you'd want changes sa sched or something, madali din naman sila kausap. i think the classes would be from 5:30-8:30 or 6-9, kasi magkakapasok na din sila sa june 16, eh 4pm pa sila makakauwi from pasig.<br><br>lastly, the aunt/mom told me to find someone who's hardworking, patient and kind. so, are you qualified? :)<br><br>text me at 09173587262 if you're interested. Thanks so much! :D<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-62495088681290111492008-05-20T04:42:00.000-07:002008-05-20T08:42:40.739-07:00first things first. (from tin) <p><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">You have to type the 1st thing that comes to mind whenever you hear these 35 things.<br> <br> You can’t think and go back and change your answers.<br> TIP: erase all of the other persons' answers first.. that way u can think in blank<br> <br> Here we go:<br> <br> 1. Beer: melo!<br> <br> 2. McDo: mcdo go bigtime stubs.<b><br> </b><br> 3. Relationships:<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> problems</span></strong><br> <br> 4. Purple: love! Cellophane!<br> 5. Power Rangers: yellow ranger<b><br> </b><br> 6. Weed: grass? Lol.<b><br> </b><br> 7. Steroids: nooooo.<i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p> <p><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><br> 8. Cartoons: power puff!<br> 9. The President: hate.<br> <br> 10. Tupperware: plastic.<br> 11. Florida: Disneyland!<b><br> </b><br> 12. Santa Claus: Christmas. </span><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="">J</span></span><b><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><br> </span></b><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><br> 13. Halloween:<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> pumpkin.</span></strong><br> <br> 14. Alice: wonderland!<br> <br> 15. Grammar: tutor.<b><br> </b><br> 16: Myspace: what’s my password again?<b><br> </b><br> 17. Clowns: scary..<br> <br> 18. Marriage: scarier. Ugh.<b><br> </b><br> 19. Paris:<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> the tower.</span></strong><br> <br> 20. Cat: the cat in alice in wonderland<b><br> </b><br> 21. Redheads: weasley.<b><br> </b><br> 22. Blondes:<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> charlie’s angels?</span></strong><br> <br> 23. Pass the: salt. Haha.<b><br> </b><br> 24. One night stand: never.<b><br> <br> </b>25. Donald Trump:<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> pusoy dos. What the-?</span></strong><br> <br> 26. Neverland:<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> peter pan.</span></strong><br> <br> 27. dixie: pixie.<b><br> </b><br> 28. Vanilla ice cream: nah. Choco! <b><br> <br> </b>29. Volleyball: trauma.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">30. High school musical: oops, forgot to watch it still.<b><br> </b><br> 31. Pajamas: bananas!</span></p> <p><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">32. WoodY: woodpecker<b><br> </b><br> 33. Wet Socks: eww.<b><br> </b><br> 34. Anorexia: lester? XD<b><br> <br> </b>35. Love: makes the world go round.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-41964327118001276602008-05-19T22:39:00.000-07:002008-05-20T02:39:20.166-07:00i am lion<p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" author_possessive="desireebadua's" author="desireebadua"><font size="2"><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;">The Rules:</span></strong><span style="background-attachment: scroll;"><span style="background-attachment: scroll;"><br></span></span><strong><st1:place style="font-weight: normal;" u1:st="on"><span style="font-weight: normal;"></span>1. Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.</st1:place></strong><span style="background-attachment: scroll;"><br></span><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;"></span><span style="font-weight: normal;">2. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their ten things and post these rules.</span></strong><span style="background-attachment: scroll;"><br></span><strong style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"></span>3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.</strong><span style="background-attachment: scroll;"><br></span><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;">4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.</span></strong></font></p> <br> <br> like most girls i know, i'm a certified <span style="font-weight: bold;">chocoholic</span>. i love dark chocolate more than any other kind.<br> <br> i'm super <span style="font-weight: bold;">fickle-minded</span>. last christmas (or for every christmas i think), my mom got irritated because i kept changing my choice of top to buy. <br><br>people at home call me a lot of <span style="font-weight: bold;">pet names</span>. top three would be layon (a variation of lion), emo (which is actually a short term for demon), and thankfully, <span style="font-style: italic;">ate </span>joyce. similarly, i usually call other people nick names that only less people call them.<br><br>i'm pretty <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">kuripot</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">, yet </span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">galante</span> </span>at the same time. it depends on how much money i have and how good my mood is.<br><br>you can consider me as one of the <span style="font-weight: bold;">boys</span>. i've been to lots of movie outings, mallings and meals with all-boy groups.<br><br>during our year-ender activity at kalai, my floormates were telling me that one thing they'd remember about me was how i always hugged them. i just looove <span style="font-weight: bold;">hugging</span> people i care for.<br><br> just one "<span style="font-style: italic;">tara </span>joyce, mall <span style="font-style: italic;">tayo</span>?" is enough to have me tagging along, 'coz i'm very much <span style="font-weight: bold;">phlegmatic</span>. especially <span style="font-style: italic;">'pag libre ng nagyayaya.</span> *wink*<br><br>my friends used to count how many times i say <span style="font-weight: bold;">sorry</span> in a <span style="font-style: italic;">tambay </span>moment with them. i do say sorry a lot, but for things that are not my fault, i can be very stubborn.<br><br>i used to dream of becoming a doctor, but now i want to become a cpa-lawyer. or a model, a singer, a theatre performer, and lots more. i have lots of <span style="font-weight: bold;">dreams</span>.<br><br>i have this <span style="font-weight: bold;">self-pity</span> moments when i realize that i am the laziest and yet the <span style="font-style: italic;">pinaka-pasaway </span>of us four children at home. and i've actually grown to believe that other people know that my parents have only three children, and i am non-existing.<br><br><br>so much for the emo-ness. i tag the last ten persons who viewed my page (and who hasn't done this, hopefully):<br><br>hannah<br>yen<br>roxanne<br>dang<br>ley<br>deah<br>ate dianne<br>jo<br>kenneth<br>trish<br><br><br><span style="font-style: italic;">sa mga walang </span>blog <span style="font-style: italic;">sa ni-</span>tag <span style="font-style: italic;">ko, oras na para magsimulang mag-</span>blog. hehe. peace! :D<br><br>PS: for all those who tagged me with this, sorry super late. God bless! ^^<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-49971920945446961682008-05-16T04:34:00.000-07:002008-05-16T08:34:34.948-07:0050 odd things about me. grabbed from manong.<p>50 ODD things about you!<br>If you opened this, FILL IT OUT!<br>Learn 50 things about your friends, and let them learn 50 things about you!<br><br>Do you like cheese?<br>-- suuuper.<br><br>Are you a chainsmoker?<br>-- don't smoke.<br><br>Your favorite song?<br>-- hmm. because of you? (kelly clarkson's)<br> </p> <p>Do you get nervous before doctor appointments?<br>-- haha. no.<br><br>What do you think of hotdogs?<br>-- reminds me of ate vicky's/vermont's footlong.<br><br>Favorite Christmas song?<br>-- pasko na sinta ko. emo.<br><br>What do you prefer to drink in the morning<br>-- water, kung iinom man.<br><br>Can you do push ups?<br>-- yep. a few.<br><br>Favorite super-hero?<br>-- ppg! haha.<br><br>Favorite hobby?<br>-- singing. watching anime. reading.<br><br>Secret weapon to get the opposite sex?<br>-- *grin*<br> </p> <p>What's one trait you hate about yourself?<br>-- miss fickle-minded.</p><p>Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment<br>-- i have more traits that i hate about me.</p><p>-- i'm overly excited about the crs batch run. OA.<br></p><p>-- what to do? gabi na pero 'di pa 'ko antukin.</p><p>Name 6 things you bought yesterday?<br>-- ticket for a streetdance requirement.<br></p><p>-- fudgie bar and choco mucho.</p><p>-- lunch at kfc.<br> </p> <p>-- photox<br> </p> <p>-- choco mucho ulit, mahal s'ya at 10php.<br> </p> <p>-- pamasahe. lots of this.<br><br>Name 3 drinks you regularly drink?<br>-- water<br><br>-- bearbrand choco<br><br>-- rootbeer<br><br>Favorite place?<br>-- bahay. there's no place like home.<br><br>Where would you like to go?<br>-- salon. char.<br><br>What color of shirt are you wearing?<br>-- blue.<br><br>Can you whistle?<br>-- no. *bitter*<br><br>Favorite color/s?<br>-- black. blue. violet.<br><br>Would you like to be a pirate?<br>-- haha. no?<br></p> <p><br> Favorite boy's name?<br> -- john. haha. ang common naman.<br> </p> <p>Favorite girl's name?<br>-- joyce. woohoo!<br><br>What's in your pocket right now?<br>-- no pocket.<br> </p> <p>Last thing that made you laugh?<br>-- my sis bullying me. i got mad and grr-ed, and she said i looked like the lion that growls at the beginning of warner bro's films.<br><br>Worst injury you've ever had?<br>-- i was playing with the dog and i tripped and fell headfirst down our door when i was small. eh elevated s'ya na halos ka-height ko nung time na 'yun, so sabog talaga ang noo ko.<br> </p> <p>Do you love where you live?<br>-- yeah, a lot, even after that incident. pinaiba na 'yung part kung san ako nadapa.<br><br>How many computers do you have in your house?<br>-- 4 ata.<br> </p> <p>Does someone have a crush on you?<br>-- no one i know of. haha. pahumble daw.</p><p>What is your favorite book?<br>-- hmm. no fave.<br><br>What is your favorite candy?<br>-- nerds. <3<br></p><br> What were you doing 12 AM last night?<br>-- writing a quiz for my tutee.<br><br>What is the first thing you thought of when u woke up?<br>-- omg, it's past 7. eh i was supposed to meet someone at 7. grr, late na naman.<br><br>> so much for posting after a long time of hibernation. <<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-47632606912914646592008-04-14T02:07:00.000-07:002008-04-14T06:07:35.820-07:00cute depiction of college life<br> <p class="bodytext" style="text-align: center;" author_possessive="sexirowr's" author="sexirowr">Every New Semester:<span class="insertedphoto"></span><span class="insertedphoto"></span><span class="insertedphoto"></span><span class="insertedphoto"></span><span class="insertedphoto"></span><span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wkgAoKCmcAABMZSUY1/new%20sem.gif?et=%2CCinQjJEa9rvQSMpA%2B5xdg&nmid=" border="0"> </span><span class="insertedphoto"></span><span class="insertedphoto"></span><span class="insertedphoto"></span><span class="insertedphoto"></span><span 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src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmRwoKCmcAADQAaVM1/7%20DAYS.gif?et=wohEegrTWinoZppZjZysFQ&nmid=" border="0"> </span><span class="insertedphoto"></span><span class="insertedphoto"></span>6 Days Before the Final Exam:<span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-woEwoKCmcAAFW-4t81/6%20DAYS.gif?et=1przPSOpRSLJtvzR%2BLDNXw&nmid=" border="0"> </span><span class="insertedphoto"></span><span class="insertedphoto"></span><span class="insertedphoto"></span>5 Days Before the Final Exam:<span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wn7woKCmcAAF8iCqs1/5%20DAYS.gif?et=riGoIv7%2C%2BT2RHiCUEEm0MA&nmid=" border="0"> </span><span class="insertedphoto"></span>4 Days Before the Final Exam:<span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnwgoKCmcAAFLL2981/4%20DAYS.gif?et=2kFXA7SqG2kIahcohrvY2w&nmid=" border="0"> </span><span class="insertedphoto"></span>3 Days Before the Final Exam:<span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnogoKCmcAAFag8tw1/3%20DAYS.gif?et=nxrzB86NEk95nzTIZaobNA&nmid=" border="0"> </span>2 Days Before the Final Exam:<span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnfQoKCmcAAEkxv@41/2%20DAYS.gif?et=o8taz5wuLI7qfDqgibSoSw&nmid=" border="0"> </span>1 Day Before the Final Exam:<span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnWwoKCmcAAFLL27Y1/1%20DAY.gif?et=7oiMwOvJLwlKonLJLugPlw&nmid=" border="0"> </span>The Night Before the Final Exam:<span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnLAoKCmcAAEZ@75k1/THE%20NIGHT.gif?et=po6t33EBGd7HBv7IZthT4A&nmid=" border="0"> </span>1 Hour Before the Final Exam:<span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnAAoKCmcAAErhxsI1/1%20HOUR.gif?et=%2BIZfp4UfcMBlYLGhm7VldQ&nmid=" border="0"> </span><span class="insertedphoto"></span>During the Final Exam:<span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmzwoKCmcAADsBhr01/DURING%20THE%20FINAL.gif?et=f%2CqC%2B1hnK3Bx0VlHFYgmIA&nmid=" border="0"> </span>Once Walk Out From the Examination Hall:<span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmngoKCmcAAD5jkfU1/WALK%20OUT.gif?et=ehQY3AvOIggWjbHUtTaedg&nmid=" border="0"> </span>After the Final Exam, During the Holiday:<span class="insertedphoto"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmcgoKCmcAAD-51441/AFTER%20FINAL.gif?et=rrSJooxMalJ0zncKHq9GrQ&nmid=" border="0"></span></p> <div class="bodytext" style="text-align: center;" author_possessive="sexirowr's" author="sexirowr">THAT'S COLLEGE! XD<br><br><br><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Salamat kay lambert na kinopyahan ko nito. :)</span><br></div> </div> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-6420719113715525162008-04-08T21:12:00.000-07:002008-04-09T06:22:27.952-07:00farewell.. for now. :)<div style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">what's good in goodbye?</span><br /><br />the first time i was asked this question was when i received it via text from my buddy kenneth, and then later on i found out that it was a question that everyone in their corridor was asked to write about. if i were to answer this, out of bitterness i would blurt out:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">wala<span style="font-style: italic;">.</span> meron ba? </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">" </span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><br />but after giving it some thought (and reading <span style="font-style: italic;">kuya</span> rbee's letter to the third floor boys out of curiosity), i realized that in reality, underneath the loneliness and tears brought by goodbyes, there hide pleasant things that later on, we may be thankful of.<br /><br />personally, i don't like goodbyes, particularly because i'm sort of a cry baby and even the slightest <span style="font-style: italic;">senti </span>moments make me cry. i remember confessing to my floormates during our year-ender that when i entered <span style="font-style: italic;">kalai</span>, i vowed to myself that i would only sleep there - no mingling with people, no bonding with floormates, no going out to meet my dormmates. i was able to keep up with that life during the first sem, but the second sem got different. and it was <span style="font-weight: bold;">a whole</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">lot better</span>. it started with room-hopping, joining the choir, participating in the cheerdance competition, and the next thing i know, my network expanded. i know that i wasn't even close to knowing one-fourth of my batchmates in <span style="font-style: italic;">kalai </span><span>by the end of my stay</span>, but honestly, <span style="font-weight: bold;">i'm glad i opened my door and went out</span>.<br /><br />and now that it's goodbye, you can bet that i cried a lot more than most of my floormates did. but compared to the previous "farewell episodes" that i've encountered, i cried less. because now i realized that goodbyes may be temporary or permanent, and it will solely depend on me which one it will be. i used to treat goodbyes as a point where there would be nothing more between you and the person you're parting ways with; at present, i'm starting to treat it as something temporary, something that may be turned into a "hello" again in time.<br /><br />and now, i'm somehow changing my answer from "<span style="font-style: italic;">wala. meron ba?" </span>to this:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">goodbyes give you the chance to meet more people, and to prove to the people you said goodbye to that no matter how many more people you meet, you are willing to and you will be able to keep the memory of the friendships and the relationships that you made with those people alive. </span><br /><br />okay, that was a looong sentence. i suggest you read it again and hopefully get it the second time around. anyway, what i said there is what i intend to do - keep the memories alive. :)<br /><br /><br />to the headturners (UP TSRS), my GA-mates, my friends, my dormmates, the RA's, the mess hall people, the staff, the guards... <span style="font-weight: bold;">super thank you</span> for everything. and i hope i'd still see most of you around. *big hug*<br /><br />God bless. i missed you, i missed <span style="font-style: italic;">kalai.</span> and i'll be back next week. wee!<br /><br /></span></div>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-54997817378969476512008-03-23T10:19:00.000-07:002008-03-23T19:26:06.590-07:00the power of cramming.<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">for some weird reason, my hand smells like beer.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />anyway, i'm elated. i finished my eng10 paper this morning, <span style="font-style: italic;">sa wakas.</span> i've been sitting in front of my mom's laptop for days now, hoping that for a change, i wouldn't cram my paper. yet every single time, i ended up spending all my pc-time <span style="font-weight: bold;">multiply</span>ing, and justifying that "i'm not in writing mood yet so i better not mess with my paper just now." oh well.<br /><br />i'm counting only a few hours 'til i go back to diliman. i dunno if i should be excited or what. all i have to do is submit my paper until 5 today. i hope i leave earlier than 3. 2:30 perhaps? <span style="font-style: italic;">hainako</span>. i usually tend to leave the house until the last minute possible. <span style="font-style: italic;">sana 'di naman </span>today. my paper would go to waste if i don't submit it on time.<br /><br />err. i'm excited. yet empty. whatever. i dunno if i really am excited. i cut myself from the texting world for almost two days already, and somehow i'm hoping that when i get back <span style="font-style: italic;">sa </span>dorm, things will be the same as they were last week - with all the fun with my friends and floormates. but maybe things will be quite different. it's finals week anyway. and it's our last week in <span style="font-style: italic;">kalai</span>. argh, God don't make me so emotional.<br /><br />i should have my camera ready just in case. and hopefully some things for my floormates. i'll miss them, i'll miss kalai, i'll miss all the experience and the people. i know, there's no way to get back here. i'm over being a freshie. and a kalai-er. almost.<br /><br />heck. before i get too emotional here, let me remind myself that i still have two exams to go. God help me.<br /><br />sorry, <span style="font-style: italic;">ang gulo at </span>plain<span style="font-style: italic;"> ng </span>post <span style="font-style: italic;">ko. </span>hope to write a more decent post <span style="font-style: italic;">uli</span>. anybody care to comment <span style="font-style: italic;">kahit ganito? </span><br /><br />God bless. happy easter dearies.<br /><br />PS: crammed this post because i still need to pack. and for something else i crammed, it was an easter card from all of us that made my mama cry.<br /><br /></span></span></div>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-70442167577193858652008-03-07T16:40:00.000-08:002008-12-11T04:13:59.046-08:00to boys. or at least some of them.<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">i've had this tab opened in my mozilla for hours now, and i still haven't thought of what to write about. i've been too busy these past days and got super exhausted that this weekend, i'd like to do everything slow and live it light. haha. as if i could fool myself <span style="font-style: italic;">'no</span>? an hour from now, i'd probably be doing my paper for english or studying for bio. there's no more time to relax. rar.<br /><br />just for a quick post (pity my blog, it's been stagnant for weeks already), i'm writing about the first thing that popped into my mind: <span style="font-weight: bold;">boys</span>, and how we'd never understand each other.<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />to all the male readers</span>, pardon me if i'm wrong, <span style="font-style: italic;">mayabang, <span style="font-style: italic;">maarte</span></span>, hard-headed.. or whatever you may want to use to describe me after reading this. this is my blog anyway.<br /><br />okay, here goes. <span style="font-weight: bold;">what boys can't seem to understand about me </span>(and what i want them to understand)<span style="font-weight: bold;">:</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />one.</span> if i didn't reply, there are just three reasons: i'm busy, i don't have load (or i'm not <span style="font-style: italic;">unli</span> or into <span style="font-style: italic;">sulitext</span>), or i just want you to stop texting me, or at least to tone it down. especially when you've been texting me for more than ten times already and didn't get any response yet.<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />two.</span> i love smiling and greeting people, especially those with familiar faces. but it's just that, and nothing more. please don't get the wrong impression.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">three.</span> i hate it when guys send GM's that are pretending to be messages directed to me (like daily greetings and all). most of the time, i don't reply to them. if you're kind enough and are actually texting me, you could at least include my name in the message. in fact, i really appreciate it when people remember me.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">four.</span> i'm the listener type of person, so most of the time, i listen to people's stories, especially when i'm not busy. but please, i don't really need to hear every little tidbit of your basketball game (including how you twisted your hand to pass that ball. argh.). i can tolerate guys who are so full of themselves, but at times, they tend to annoy me.<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />five.</span> i'm a touchy person myself, but for the touchy guys, please don't be so TA.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">six.</span> when you give us something (or treat us), girls would most likely accept. as for me, most of the time i do it out of courtesy. if it's giving you the wrong idea, then tell me. i might send your things back.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">seven.</span> it's awkward when a guy comes up to me and says all the weird and mushy stuff on the spot, but i prefer that instead of having those things texted to me. that's just a major turn-off.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">eight</span>. it pisses me when guys forget dates or events that are important to me. not just because it makes them kinda insensitive and careless, but because i get distracted receiving all those text messages or getting distractions when i should be studying or doing some work.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">nine.</span> if you like me that much, please don't tell me obsessively like it's the most common thing in the world. it flatters me, of course, but it also freaks me out. especially when you're not my boyfriend.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ten.</span> i complain a lot when i feel that a guy is giving me too much attention. but actually, i like feeling loved so much more than being ignored. i just don't like commitments or people following me around or knowing all my activities. at least for now.<br /><br /><br />sorry for the super vain and <span style="font-style: italic;">feeler<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span>post, but i just can't help it. peace guys. <span style="font-style: italic;">sensya na.</span><br /><br /><br /></span><span><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4c1mE5QoMOlcyLTCl8m_ncItRcNhMV2JTtpRwCS2p0oyi6Rf0p77w_Pyj292iXOzrv1tWgEsYK7AWCacwrZnErbUT89ZZpvrL0zla-nrc4vONHD6JEY8cXUDEyXiptb8vMSzZqOFBr_tk/s1600-h/Blog+of+the+Month.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4c1mE5QoMOlcyLTCl8m_ncItRcNhMV2JTtpRwCS2p0oyi6Rf0p77w_Pyj292iXOzrv1tWgEsYK7AWCacwrZnErbUT89ZZpvrL0zla-nrc4vONHD6JEY8cXUDEyXiptb8vMSzZqOFBr_tk/s400/Blog+of+the+Month.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169019485754736818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">thanks for this, besty! *hugs* i'm passing this to mahon, krisha and inghinyero. God bless!<br /></span></div>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199234995469475993.post-67227289298353052602008-03-07T13:44:00.000-08:002008-03-07T21:47:43.747-08:00the sign of my true love (daw)<table style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"><tbody><tr><td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-size:85%;" ><br /><strong>Your True Love Is an Aries</strong><br /></span></td></tr><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><tr><td bg style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><center><span style="font-size:85%;"><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/aries.jpg" height="100" width="100" /></span></center><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br />Why you'll love an Aries:<br /><br />An Aries has the red-hot seduction skills to woo you<br /><br />Never boring, an Aries will give you the romantic challenge you crave!<br /><br /><br />Why an Aries will love you:<br /><br />You have the intensity and energy to go head to head with your Aries...<br /><br />And the undying passion to keep an Aries coming back for more.<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/">What Sign Is Your True Love?</a></span></div>joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17314273810124078762noreply@blogger.com0