<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:28:16.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casual Sentiments</title><subtitle type='html'>these are all just my sentiments, it reflects my emotions, it reflects what i feel, the mirror of my soul.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-113646811132834155</id><published>2006-01-05T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T21:35:11.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Element Is Metal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/metal.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you inspire and respect your partner.&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about fusing together for one incredible life experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attract others with wit and a bit of flash.&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style is defined by making others want and value you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatness and optimism are the cornerstones of your love life.&lt;br /&gt;You may let go too easily, but you never get weighed down by your past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You connect best with: Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid: Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and another Metal element: will control and smother each other&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/"&gt;What Element Is Your Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-113646811132834155?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/113646811132834155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/113646811132834155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2006/01/your-love-element-is-metal-in-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-113370101926197224</id><published>2005-12-04T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T21:20:06.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabik sa Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;two &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;weeks &lt;/span&gt;pa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; mag-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;break, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pero&lt;/span&gt; eto &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ngayon&lt;/span&gt; ang &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;utak&lt;/span&gt; ko, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nagbabakasyon&lt;/span&gt; na. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; supposed&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;make &lt;/span&gt;a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;concept&lt;/span&gt; paper&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; for &lt;/span&gt;socio, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;sobrang &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;clueless&lt;/span&gt; ako &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;topic &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; gagawin &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ko...&lt;/span&gt;dapat &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ginagawa&lt;/span&gt; ko &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; ito &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ngayon,&lt;/span&gt; pero &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hindi,&lt;/span&gt; nag-iinternet &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;kakasimula &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pa&lt;/span&gt; lang &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; semester, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pero&lt;/span&gt; parang &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ayaw&lt;/span&gt; ko &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; sa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mga &lt;/span&gt;subjects &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ko...&lt;/span&gt;ang &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pangit&lt;/span&gt; ng &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PI&lt;/span&gt; ko,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; sobrang&lt;/span&gt; matrabaho, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nakikipagkompitensiya &lt;/span&gt;pa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;mga &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tambak&lt;/span&gt; kong &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;gawain&lt;/span&gt; sa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ibang&lt;/span&gt; subjects. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; lahat&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ng&lt;/span&gt; ayoko &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dito&lt;/span&gt; eh &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; late &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; nga &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;niya &lt;/span&gt;magpadismiss, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tapos,&lt;/span&gt; kung &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kelan&lt;/span&gt; time &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;handang-&lt;/span&gt;handa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; ng &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;umalis,&lt;/span&gt; tsaka &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nya&lt;/span&gt; sasabihin &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; kailangan &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mag-groupings &lt;/span&gt;para &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; group &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;report/quiz&lt;/span&gt;. musta &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;naman&lt;/span&gt; ma'm&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; next &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;class&lt;/span&gt; kaya &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ako&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;grrrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tapos &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kanina, &lt;/span&gt;kakatapos &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt; ng 1st 'field&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; trip'&lt;/span&gt; namin, na sa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;opinyon &lt;/span&gt;ko, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt; alay&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; lakad...&lt;/span&gt;kanya-kanyang &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;punta &lt;/span&gt;sa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;venue&lt;/span&gt; tapos, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kanya-kanya&lt;/span&gt; ding&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; lakad&lt;/span&gt; papunta &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; next &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;destination.&lt;/span&gt; feeling&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ko&lt;/span&gt; nga, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;naasar&lt;/span&gt; si &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ma'm&lt;/span&gt; sa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;amin&lt;/span&gt; kanina &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kasi&lt;/span&gt; habang &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kasalukuy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; syang&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; nagugulumihanan &lt;/span&gt;sa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pagkukuwenta &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pag-aayos&lt;/span&gt; ng &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mga &lt;/span&gt;kailangan &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;para&lt;/span&gt; makapasok &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kami &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;(na dapat kasi matagal na nyang inasikaso)&lt;/span&gt;, eh &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nagtatawanan&lt;/span&gt; kami &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; unahan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; pila, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hindi&lt;/span&gt; lang &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pala&lt;/span&gt; tawanan, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hagalpakan...&lt;/span&gt;parang&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; lalo&lt;/span&gt; naming &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;iniinis &lt;/span&gt;si &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mam,&lt;/span&gt; kasi, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;di &lt;/span&gt;na &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sya&lt;/span&gt; magkandatuto, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tapos&lt;/span&gt; kami,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; tawa&lt;/span&gt; ng &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tawa...&lt;/span&gt;pero &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sobrang&lt;/span&gt; naaaliw &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ako&lt;/span&gt; sa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pang-iinis&lt;/span&gt; ko &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; kanya &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kanina..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hay...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kelangan&lt;/span&gt; ko &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; talagang &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;gawin&lt;/span&gt; ang&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; concept&lt;/span&gt; paper&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;, sana&lt;/span&gt; bago &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;matapos&lt;/span&gt; ang &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;araw &lt;/span&gt;na&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ito&lt;/span&gt;, may &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;naisip &lt;/span&gt;na &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;akong &lt;/span&gt;topic... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;G&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;O &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;O &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-113370101926197224?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/113370101926197224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/113370101926197224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/12/sabik-sa-christmas-break_04.html' title='Sabik sa Christmas Break'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-113197340566697726</id><published>2005-11-14T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T21:03:25.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd semester, AY 05-06</title><content type='html'>hay, its the start of the new semester already, sa totoo lang, ang socio 101 subject ko lang ang kinatutuwaan ko, para kasing magaan lang ang approach. nakakatuwa pa si sir, kasi para syang pari kapag nagsasalita, napakalumanay...pero minsan eh nahihiwagaan ako sa kanya, kasi minsan, parang medyo 'lumalambot' ang kilos niya, pero keri lang, natutuwa ako sa kanya...kahit yun na yung last subject ko, masaya ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck na lang sa ating lahat this semester, sana ma-enjoy natin itong lahat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala, may field trip kami sa banahaw sa PI 100, grabe excited na ako!!! parang yun lang ang interesting sa mga activities/requirements sa PI...sana february na....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-113197340566697726?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/113197340566697726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/113197340566697726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/11/2nd-semester-ay-05-06.html' title='2nd semester, AY 05-06'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-113197274161101153</id><published>2005-11-14T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T20:52:21.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about trust</title><content type='html'>importante ang bagay na ito sa akin, siguro naman sa ating lahat, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;para sa akin, kapag pinagkatiwalaan kita, dapat iingatan mo yun, dahil kapag nasira iyon, wala na, mahirap na ibalik pang muli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitong mga huling linggo, ewan ko, magulo man, pero feeling ko, meron isang taong sumira sa tiwala na ipinagkaloob ko sa kanya, hindi ko alam, basta, nararamdaman ko, malakas ang kutob ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapag nalaman ko na totoo nga ito, magagalit ba ako?! siguro hindi, maaasar lang ako, wala nang silbi ang pag-aaksaya ko ng panahon pang magalit sa taong ito, tutal naman, hindi na maibabalik pa ang mga bagay na sinira nya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sa akin lang, sinira mo lang naman, ang pinakamahalagang bagay na ibinibigay ko sa isang tao, ang susi ng pagkakaibigan mula sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung sino ka man, sayang...sayang lang talaga...sana, makonsensya ka na lang...sana hindi dumating ang panahon, na maranasan mo rin kung paano ka traydorin ng taong malalapit sa yo, na syang sisira sa ilang mahalagang bagay sa buhay mo...sana huwag mangyari sa iyo yun...sana lang talaga...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-113197274161101153?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/113197274161101153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/113197274161101153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-all-about-trust.html' title='It&apos;s all about trust'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-113047318566191679</id><published>2005-10-28T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T12:19:45.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unlimited!</title><content type='html'>hay...wala akong balita kung na-extend ang unlimited ng globe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mamimiss ko ang mga text nyo sa akin, na sya ng nagsisilbing alarm clock ko sa umaga... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mamimiss ko ang pagbulaga sa aking ng 24 messages sa fone ko pagkagising ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero, meron na ata ulit unlimited ang smart ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so dun sa mga naka-unlimited sa smart, itext nyo ako&lt;/span&gt;...feeling ko eh buhay pa naman ang number ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;text nyo ko ah----&gt; 09195968470&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;miss ko na kayong lahat....kitakits na lang sa registration!! labyu ol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-113047318566191679?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/113047318566191679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/113047318566191679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/10/unlimited.html' title='unlimited!'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112963173416846256</id><published>2005-10-18T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T18:35:34.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: April 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being born on the 3rd day of the month is likely to add a good bit of vitality to your life. &lt;br /&gt;The energy of 3 allows you bounce back rapidly from setbacks, physical or mental. &lt;br /&gt;There is a restlessness in your nature, but you seem to be able to portray an easygoing, "couldn't care less" attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a natural ability to express yourself in public, and you always make a very good impression. &lt;br /&gt;Good with words, you excel in writing, speaking, and possibly singing. &lt;br /&gt;You are energetic and always a good conversationalist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a keen imagination, but you tend to scatter your energies and become involved with too may superficial matters. &lt;br /&gt;You are affectionate and loving, but sometimes too sensitive. &lt;br /&gt;You are subject to rapid ups and downs.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112963173416846256?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112963173416846256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112963173416846256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/10/your-birthdate-april-3-being-born-on.html' title=''/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112963157519378873</id><published>2005-10-18T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T18:32:55.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#98FB98" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CAFBCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal enough to know that you're weird...&lt;br /&gt;But too damn weird to do anything about it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112963157519378873?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112963157519378873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112963157519378873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-are-40-weird-normal-enough-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112842967257108570</id><published>2005-10-04T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T20:41:12.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naaalala ka</title><content type='html'>haaaaaaayyyyyyy...finally, nadiscover ko rin ang title ng song na background music ng my sassy girl-chun hyang (tama ba) sa GMA-7 at hindi pala sya, 'wala ng iibigin pang iba' kung hindi 'naaalala ka". wala lang, parang natutuwa na ako sa istorya niya, kahapon lang ako nakapanood, pero na antig ako ng mga eksena kahapon. medyo naiiyak kasi ako dun sa nangyari sa kanila. oo, mababaw talaga ako, pagdating sa mga ganyang eksena, hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili ko na maiyak (nakakahiya mang aminin). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eniways, dahil senti mode ako, eto lyrics ng naaalala ka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kay sarap ng may minamahal &lt;br /&gt;Ang daigdig ay may kulay at buhay &lt;br /&gt;At kahit na may pagkukulang ka &lt;br /&gt;Isang halik mo lang limot ko na &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay sarap ng may minamahal &lt;br /&gt;Asahan mong pag-ibig ko'y tunay &lt;br /&gt;Ang nais ko'y laging kapiling ka &lt;br /&gt;Alam mo bang tanging ligaya ka? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tuwina'y naaalala ka &lt;br /&gt;Sa pangarap laging kasama ka &lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ang ala-ala sa 'king pag-iisa &lt;br /&gt;Wala nang iibigin pang iba &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, naaalala ka &lt;br /&gt;Sa pangarap laging kasama ka &lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ang ala-ala sa 'king pag-iisa &lt;br /&gt;Wala nang iibigin pang iba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112842967257108570?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112842967257108570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112842967257108570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/10/naaalala-ka.html' title='Naaalala ka'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112842890947447221</id><published>2005-10-04T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T20:34:46.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isang sawing damdamin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S O B R A N G   M A S A M A   A N G   L O O B   K O   N G A Y O N !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang di ko na maintindihan ang dapat kong gawin. as in, pinipilit kong intindihin lahat ng rason, na tipong lahat ng ginagawa ko, inaayon ko sa mga bagay na gusto nilang mangyari. pero ngayon, suko na ako. gusto ko ng kumawala, nasasakal na ako. habang sinusulat ko ito, nangingilid ang luha sa mga mata ko, nagbabadyang pumatak, pero pinipigilan ko. ayoko na makita nilang sumusuko ako. hindi ito luha ng pag-amin ng kabiguan ko, luha ito na nagpapatunay na lumalaban pa ako. na gusto ko nang makalabas sa kahon kung saan pilit nila akong ikinukulong. masyado na akong maraming bagay na pinalagpas para sa kanila. tao lang ako, may limitasyon din, may hangganan din naman ang pasensya ko, at higit sa lahat, napapagod na din ako. hindi ko na alam kung saan ako lulugar...pagod na ako...at higit sa lahat, sawang sawa na ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112842890947447221?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112842890947447221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112842890947447221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/10/isang-sawing-damdamin.html' title='isang sawing damdamin'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112812457153726151</id><published>2005-10-01T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T07:56:11.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>office poli taters</title><content type='html'>got this from an e-mail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Some people never seem motivated to participate, but are just content to watch while others do the work.&lt;br /&gt;    They are called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Spec Taters".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Some people never do anything to help, but are gifted at finding fault with the way others do the work.&lt;br /&gt;    They are called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Comment Taters".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Some people are very bossy and like to tell others what to do, but don't want to soil their own hands.&lt;br /&gt;    They are called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Dick Taters".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Some people are always looking to cause problems by asking others to agree with them. It is too hot or too cold, too sour or too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;    They  are called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Agie Taters".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    There are those who say they will help, but somehow just never get around to actually doing the promised help. &lt;br /&gt;    They are called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Hezzie Taters".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Some people can put up a front and pretend to be someone they are not.&lt;br /&gt;    They are called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Emma Taters".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then  there are those who love others and do what they say they will. They are always prepared to stop whatever they are doing and lend a helping hand. They bring real sunshine into the lives of others.&lt;br /&gt;    They are called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Sweet Po Taters"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112812457153726151?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112812457153726151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112812457153726151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/10/office-poli-taters.html' title='office poli taters'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112799918927158589</id><published>2005-09-29T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T21:06:29.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaky?</title><content type='html'>kaninang umaga, nakasakay ako ng jeep papuntang tropical, dahil wala nang cubao na jeep, dalawang sakay ang gagawin ko. late na ako, so nagmamadali ako. nung nakasakay na ako ng jeep, may isang tao (di ko kasi alam kung lalaki or babae) na sumakay. dun ako nakaupo sa bandang likod ng driver, so natural lang na i-abot ko yung bayad nung mga nasa kabilang dulo. so ayun, sabi nung tao, bayad po, so inabot ko. akalain mo ba naman ang ginawa?! pinadampi nya lang ung barya sa palad ko. marunong kayo ng larong sawsaw suka? parang ganun. tapos, sabi niya salamat, tska ako nginisian, ung parang nakakabastos na ngisi...grrrr... so hindi ako makapagbayad hanggat andun sya dahil baka sabihin niya dun s driver, bayad nya yung ibabayad ko no, baka mapaaway pa ako. so hinayaan ko lang na makababa sya, bago ako nagbayad. nung bumaba na sya, nginisian nya pa yung driver, tapos tumingin ulit sa akin, tinanguan pa ako at ngumisi ulit! so naturally, tumaas ang kilay ko, sa isip ko, "bakit mo ko tinatanguan?! close ba tayo?!" bwiset talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang kadiri pa dun, nung nasa jeep pala kami, nangungulangot sya, so sobrang pinapakiramdaman ko talaga, dahil feeling ko may sayad sya, baka sa akin nya ipahid yon, YUCKY!!! swear, naisip ko kanina, kung ipinahid nya yun sa akin, hindi ako magdadalawang isip na patulan sya....buti na lang, di naman niya ginawa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay...kung kelan ka talaga nagmamadali...tsaka ka marami na-eexperience na kababalaghan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112799918927158589?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112799918927158589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112799918927158589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/09/freaky.html' title='freaky?'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112791395334442461</id><published>2005-09-28T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T21:36:01.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hindi pa pala tapos...</title><content type='html'>kagagaling ko lang sa PUP kanina. akala ko, last na ito na activity para dun sa group na pinag 'volunteer'-an namin. actually, coerced ito, hindi voluntary. required eh, so wala na ako magagawa. supposedly ay bukas, tapos na ito. kanina, kinausap ako ni ate A, sabi niya nagsisimula pa lang daw kami..."HUWAAT?!" muzta naman?! last day of mth classes na tomorrow di ba? bakit ganun? tsaka, bukas na ang pasahan ng output...sbi niya nag-usap na sila ni mam...oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaahhhh...akala ko huli na ito...pero, medyo may konting natutunan din naman ako eh. kaya lang sana di ba, pinag-exam at report nya na lang kami. hindi yung naghahabol kami at the last minute, at na-extend pa. sa totoo lang, hindi ako natutuwa kasi magastos sya. bukod sa butas na ang bulsa mo, panira din ng schedule. ang dami mo dapat gagawin, pero kailangan mo din gawin yun kasi nga, dun nakasalalay ang majority ng grade mo (feeling ko, dahil wala naman atang ibang requirements...) sa totoo lang, mahirap...considering na GE lang sya, parang mas matrabaho pa kesa sa mga majors ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay...ung sa saturday activity na ang last na mapupuntahan ko, dun sa tentative four activities (baka daw madagdagan pa kasi...) kasi naman, puro exams na ako sa sked ng three other acitivities, alangan namang unahin ko pa yun di ba.. ok na sana yung sa sabado, kaya lang sabi nung grupm8 ko, delikado daw yung place, marami daw pinapatay dun...ano ba naman yan?! sa totoo lang, medyo pinagsisihan ko na kinuha ko yung subject na ito...sana kasi binigay ng mas maaga para di kami naha-harass ng ganito...sumasabay pa sya sa finals week...huhuhu...sana exam na lang....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112791395334442461?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112791395334442461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112791395334442461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/09/hindi-pa-pala-tapos.html' title='hindi pa pala tapos...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112730674425612586</id><published>2005-09-21T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T20:48:08.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Sem 2005-2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hay...matatapos na pala ang first sem, one week to go na lang, bago mag-end ang classes. sa totoo lang, sobrang ang daming nangyari sa akin ngayong sem na ito. may magaganda at syempre, hindi naman mawawala ang mga pangit na pangyayari. marami akong ginawa o nagawang bagay na minsan pinagsisisihan ko, pero wala na rin naman akong magagawa kahit pa magsisi ako, di ba?! so iniisip ko na lang na experience din yun, at least marami din naman akong mga bagay na natutunan mula sa mga pagkakamali na yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sa totoo lang, parang hindi ko masyado na feel ang acads ko this sem, parang wala lang, sobrang bilis lumipas ng panahon na nagulat na lang ako at mag-ooctober 1 na pala, pero parang nasa bakasyon mode pa rin ang utak ko. pero yun na nga, sana lang, maganda pa rin ang kalabasan ng grades ko kahit na hindi ko masyado kinareer unlike the previous sems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyways, marami na naman akong natutunan at gusto ko magpasalamat sa mga taong naging bahagi ng semester ko na ito. dun sa mga may magandang naidulot sa akin, salamat, kasi pinapasaya ninyo at kinukumpleto ninyo ang college life ko. salamat sa lahat ng tulong at mahal ko kayong lahat!! :) dun naman sa mga medyo hindi maganda ang naging experience ko with them, thank you na rin kasi nagkaroon ng challenge ang sem ko, at nakatulong kayo para mas lalo kong makilala ang sarili ko at mas maging matibay ako. hindi na ako magbabanggit ng mga pangalan kasi baka may makalimutan pa ako, alam ko naman na alam na ninyo kung sino sino kayo...salamat!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sana lang talaga, matapos ko lahat ng mga requirements kong sabay-sabay...para masaya na!!! weeehhh...sembreak na!!!! Excited na ako!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112730674425612586?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112730674425612586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112730674425612586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/09/1st-sem-2005-2006.html' title='1st Sem 2005-2006'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112730610956491890</id><published>2005-09-21T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T20:35:09.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY UP APSM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AY LAB EY PI ES EM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112730610956491890?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112730610956491890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112730610956491890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-anniversary-up-apsm-ay-lab-ey-pi.html' title=''/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112583510215151980</id><published>2005-09-04T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T19:58:22.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused, dazed, happy</title><content type='html'>last week was like a roller coaster ride for me. i had those days when i am very happy (just like when i finally had my phone fixed! :&gt;) and i had those days also when i felt so low, because of the very huge pressure that i am getting from a lot of things, mainly when i am confronted regarding my 'supposed' responsibilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also from this past week, i realized how blessed i am for having friends who are always there for me. those friends made me feel loved and special. guys, you know who you are and i love you all. thanks for all the comfort! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really had fun during past four days because of globe's unlimited text promo. its just so nice, being able to communicate with your friends again and being able to talk to them non-stop and just paying php15 for about fifty messages sent, those forwarded messages not yet included.aside from the unlimited text promo, added pleasures are the free horoscopes and quotes (",).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112583510215151980?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112583510215151980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112583510215151980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/09/confused-dazed-happy.html' title='confused, dazed, happy'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112582832734121404</id><published>2005-09-04T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T19:19:25.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these quotes are nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;napupuno na ang inbox ng fone ko at sayang sa memory, so post ko na lang bago ko burahin. i got this for free sa globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*you will never know true happiness until you have truly loved, and you will never understand what pain really is until you have lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*what is first love worth, except to prepare for a second? what does second love bring? only regret for the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*some people are never satisfied with what they have. they go on an endless journey to find something better. in the end, all that they find is regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the magic of first love is our ignorance that it can never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the only things in life you regret are the risks that you didn't take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*when falling in love with friends, you must believe that your friendship is so strong, that not even love can get in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*true love cannot be found where it truly does not exist, nor can it be hidden where it truly does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy. even love unreturned has its rainbow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*love doesn't just sit there, like a stone. it has to be made, like bread and remade all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a woman can forgive a man for the harm he does to her...but she can never forgive him for the sacrifices he makes on her account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*age does not protect you from love. but love, to some extent, protects you from age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*there is always some madness in love. but there is also always some reason in madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*love is a canvass furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*love is not enough. it must be the foundation, the cornerstone, but not the complete structure. it is much too pliable, too yielding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the meeting of two people is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed. in the case of love, the two become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her ears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112582832734121404?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112582832734121404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112582832734121404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/09/these-quotes-are-nice.html' title='these quotes are nice'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112529764438101255</id><published>2005-08-29T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T14:40:44.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nakakatuwang isipin...</title><content type='html'>na meron pa palang mga lalaki na sobrang gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina, nakasakay ako sa jeep, papunta ako sa UP para sa isang meeting with my groupmates. habang nasa may marick kami, may sumakay na guy, at bale, nakatabi ko sya. nung nasa bandang junction na, may sumakay na matandang babae na may dalang trolley bag, payong at baby na mga siguro two to three months pa lang. siguro, mga 60 plus na si lola, tapos hirap sya umakyat ng jeep dahil nga madami syang dala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, tinulungan sya nung mga nasa bandang likuran ng jeep, tapos dun sya naupo sa katapat nung katabi ko na guy. yung katabi ko, agad nya kinuha yung bag nung ale tsaka yung payong para di ito mahirapan sa pagkarga sa baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, normal na sa akin yung ganitong sitwasyon, yung tutulungan ang isang tao dahil mabigat ang dala nito, para makaakyat sa jeep, pero after nun, tapos na, kanya kanya na ulit ang mga tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero sa pagkakataon na ito, natuwa talaga ako. yung matandang babae eh sa LRT station sa santolan bababa. nung malapit na sa LRT station yung jeep, kinuha ng guy yung payong at bag ng babae, sya na daw ang magdadala. eh di syempre, tuwang tuwa na yung babae dahil mahihirapan na syang bumaba, dahil tulog na yung baby na karga nya. tuwang tuwa talaga ako dun sa guy, kasi sobrang gentleman nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung nakababa na sila sa jeep, sinusundan ko pa rin sila ng tingin. ibinigay ng babae yung baby dun sa guy kasi may kukunin sya sa bag. nakakaaliw lang talaga, kasi ingat na ingat na kinuha nung guy yung baby, tapos parang idinuduyan nya yung baby, kasi medyo nagising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang, parang ang sarap sa pakiramdam kapag nakakakita ako ng ganung eksena, parang nakakatuwa kasing isipin na may mga lalaki pa palang ganun. ang galing, kasi parang at ease agad yung guy dun sa baby kahit di nya yun kaano ano. sana marami pang ganung klase ng mga lalaki na natitira sa mundo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112529764438101255?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112529764438101255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112529764438101255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/08/nakakatuwang-isipin.html' title='nakakatuwang isipin...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112512925482481746</id><published>2005-08-27T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T15:54:14.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been almost a week...</title><content type='html'>since that very disappointing field trip in kas1. sobrang, naiinis pa rin ako kapag naaalala ko ang araw na yon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eniways, medyo ok lang naman yung ibang pinuntahan, pero may isang lugar lang na talagang nairita ako...may pinuntahan kaming place, nakalimutan ko na ang tawag eh. sabi nung tour guide naming walang kwenta(as in, di naman sya nag-guide eh, parang naiinis pa nga siya sa ginagawa nyang pagsama sa amin, bwiset sya!) eh museum daw ung pupuntahan namin. dun daw dati ikinulong si Bonifacio ni Aguinaldo, bago tuluyang patayin...so go naman kami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagdating namin dun, pumasok na kami...napatanga na lang ako sa loob, nagtanong pa ako dun sa isang tour guide kung tama ba yung pinasukan kong kwarto...kasi ba naman, ang laman ng kwarto ay mga lamesa ng mga teacher, mga sirang upuan, paintings, mga platito, folders ng test papers, mga kahoy at kung ano ano pa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang napigilan ko ang sarili ko, gusto ko na sanang sabihin dun sa tour guide na, "akala ko ba museum? eh bodega ito ah?!" pero wala na akong magagawa, pero sobrang walang kwenta talaga yung place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after nun, pumunta pa kami sa isang bundok, umakyat kami ng alas dos ng hapon, habang tirik na tirik ang araw...sabi ko na lang sa sarili ko, dapat maganda at fulfilling naman yung makikita ko kasi masakit sya sa legs at balakang, kasi sobrang malas ko, first day ko yun. so sige, akyat, ok naman kasi di masyado malayo...compared sa mt. makiling, mas madali sya akyatin. so pagdating dun sa pupuntahan namin, para syang bantayog ng mga bayani ng katipunan, ok naman, maganda ang pagkakagawa, eto lang ang problema, DI pa sya TAPOS. tapos, dahil sa pagod, nag-eexpect ako ng malinis na simoy ng hangin, eh parang ayoko ng huminga kasi amoy jebs ng kabayo at baka ata yun! nung pababa na kami ng bundok, feeling ko sobrang bilis kong bumaba, parang ang sipag kong bumaba..siguro, dahil na rin sa gusto ko nang maupo sa bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang maganda lang sa field trip na ito ay meron kami kasama na isang prof, pero sa up. manila ata nagtuturo...wow! galing maglecture, eto pa, sabi nya pwede magpahula at magpa-interpret ng dreams sa kanya!!! yipeee!!! ang saya saya ko sana kasi sabi ko magpapahula ako...pero, wala namang pagkakataon kasi nga malayo yung upuan ko sa bus at alangan namang magpahula ako habang paakyat ng bundok, di ba? so in short, hindi ako nakapagpahula...sayang talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst field trip ko ito sa buong buhay ko...feeling ko, nasayang lang ang pera ko at ang oras ko. may field trip ulit ako sa sept.3 sana lang, matuwa naman ako...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112512925482481746?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112512925482481746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112512925482481746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-been-almost-week.html' title='its been almost a week...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112428185469211075</id><published>2005-08-17T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T20:39:17.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on platonic relationships...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i got this from a friend's email...natutuwa ako eh, so i posted it...applicable din ito sa guys ha, hindi lang sa girls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things learned from intergender friendships&lt;br /&gt;      (General Advice Article)&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;  THE PREMISE of this article lies on the principle that &lt;br /&gt;sometimes,loving a person doesn't mean it has to be romantic and loving a person for the rest of your life doesn't mean you have to end up marrying them. Can a man and a woman just be friends? I'd say yes and they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hindi dahil kinaibigan ka, liligawan ka na. Not every guy who befriends you has an ulterior motive. Get over yourself. Don't flatter yourself. There is a reason why he befriended you, but don't automatically assume that it's because he wants to be your so-called boyfriend. If this will be the principle you'll follow every time someone asks you to be his friend, you're gonna miss a great deal from the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hindi dahil mabait sa iyo, nililigawan ka na. There are people who are natural ly sweet and kind. There are people who are innately good and no matter how wicked you seem, they just find it so easy to be kind to you. It doesn't mean he is courting you. Don't put yourself through unnecessary stress trying to figure out if he's courting you or not. Because I think if he is, you won't have to guess, you'll know and you'll be very certain about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hindi dahil he talks to you a lot, he loves you na. You don't befriend a person if you absolutely abhor him, right? Chances are you make sense when he talks to you, or you're probably very patient listening to him. The two of you probably connect on some level but why does it always have to be assumed to be romantic? Being two intelligent, mature human beings, you need to accept that it's nice to share a cup of coffee over a stimulating conversation, and that you don't have to automatically put romantic connotation to it. Relieve yourself of the pressure. It's just coffee and a shared interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hindi dahil cute ang friend mo, crush/love mo na siya. This is the most amusing thing that hit me lately. People always assume that because your friend is cute or should I say, hot (because cute is a word you describe your high school crush while hot is a word you use to describe a hunk), "lakas amats mo na for repapips!" Let me just say this, at least from my own personal experience, I'm just nearsighted, I haven't gone blind. I can still appreciate God's creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  However, there will always be weird things, crazy things, stupid things that will keep you, believe me, from having a crush on him. First of all, you'd know his history with women, enough to judge what's good for you. Second, don't you just hate&lt;br /&gt;it when a guy who's absolutely always put together, who looks intelligent enough pronounces the word country as "kawntri" and the word mango as "meynggo." Call me crazy for judging a person just because he can't pronounce these words right. I admit, I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hindi dahil you hang out with each other most of the time,you'd end up being boyfriend-girlfriend. Self-explanatory... There are a thousand, no million different reasons why things don't always turn out that way. There is no one proven formula.For all we know, the reason why he likes hanging out with you is because he likes getting kikay tips from you. He probably plans on being kikay himself and he needs a mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A dinner with a guy friend does not necessarily mean equate to a date. Especially if you're paying for your share no. Hello? Three things to consider: the place, the topic and how the two of you actually planned to meet. First, how it was planned? If it were a date expect that he would ask you out at least three days before the actual date to give you some lead time, to give you the notion that you are not just a filler on his schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Second, the place, if it were a real date, then both of you would want real food and a place where you could really talk things through. Don't go out with a guy to a movie on Friday night if you're really serious about him. Going to a movie is more like treating him like a "filler" just because you had nothing to do on a Friday night so you might as well go out. Topic. Ha! You wouldn't be talking about chikang artista, chikang opisina or argue if the one girl's boobs are real or not. You would   be probably talking about sensible, quite personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I therefore conclude that platonic relationships are never complicated; people just have tendencies to complicate them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112428185469211075?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112428185469211075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112428185469211075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/08/on-platonic-relationships.html' title='on platonic relationships...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112367168774624281</id><published>2005-08-10T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T19:01:27.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ngayon lang ulit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; matagal tagal din bago ako huling nag-post. sa totoo lang, marami nang nangyari simula pa noong huli akong magpost, pero parang hindi ko magawang isulat dito...ewan ko kung bakit...parang ayaw maki-cooperate ng utak ko sa gusto kong mangyari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past two weeks, i have realized a lot of things, some are good, some are not so good. i've finally discovered the answers to some of my questions na matagal ng nakapending...un nga lang, medyo hindi masyado pabor sa akin ang nakuha kong sagot...pero ok lang, at least, nasagot na di ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not have to put all the blame sa isang tao, kung bakit may gulo kami ngayon. na-realize ko, mas malaki ang kasalanan ko...ako ang umiiwas...actually, di naman talaga sa umiiwas, wala lang talaga akong comment sa mga sinasabi niya eh, so bakit ko pipilitin ang sarili ko di ba?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people are asking me kung ano ang balak ko gawin, honestly, wala akong balak gawin. hahayaan ko na lang na ganito, parang mas ok pa nga eh, di na masyado magulo. although i admit, i miss those times that we shared before, pero i cannot do anything right now. actually, feeling ko nga, ginagantihan nya ako eh...oh well, bahala na sya. sapat na sa akin na alam ko na ang kasalanan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung magiging maayos ulit kami, tanging panahon lang ang makakapagsabi...basta ngayon, panatag na ako na mukhang ayos lang naman lahat...yun nga lang, mukha lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112367168774624281?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112367168774624281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112367168774624281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/08/ngayon-lang-ulit.html' title='ngayon lang ulit...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112255893500096041</id><published>2005-07-28T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T21:55:35.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentimental songs overload...</title><content type='html'>habang nakasakay ako sa kotse kanina (salamat sa paghahatid ng tatay ko sa akin, dahil late na ako nagising) hindi pa rin lubos na gising ang diwa ko...feeling ko, tulog pa rin talaga ako...di ako nagsasalita kasi wala pa ako sa mood, so nakikinig lang ako ng radyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang traffic sa katipunan kanina kaya naman, isa isa ko na lang tinitingnan ang mga kotse--pinapansin ko ang tatak, model nila, kung bagay ba ang spoiler na  nakakabit, kung saang part ito may yupi, yung kulay, kung maganda ba ang style, kung malinis, kung pwede rin ako magvandal sa bintana ng sasakyan sa sobrang kapal ng alikabok, etc...pero silently ko lang sila ino-okray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biglang nasira ang munti kong pagmumuni muni ng tumugtog yung kantang 'True', like ko yung song, so dun muna ako nagfocus...ayan tapos na ang kanta, babalik na sana ako sa aking pang-ookray, pero biglang tinugtog yung song na 'Inspiration'. fave ko yun dati, so kinig ulit ako...sumunod yung 'On This Day' ni David Pomeranz...eto talaga ang best, kaya taimtim na akong nakikinig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akala ko dun na natapos...pero may bagong music na naman...hindi ko nagets agad yung song, mahina kasi ako sa ganyan eh, or minsan, na-aasociate ko yung melody sa ibang kanta...pero nagandahan ako sa melody, kaya pinakinggan ko...grabe naantig ako sa lyrics nung kanta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tonight its very clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as we're both lying here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's so many things i want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will always love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would never leave you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes i just forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say things i met regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it breaks my heart to see you crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont wanna lose you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i could never make it alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;syempre naman, naantig ako sa lyrics, tapos chorus na..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am a man who will fight for your honor&lt;br /&gt;i'll be the hero, you're dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;we'll live forever&lt;br /&gt;knowing together that we&lt;br /&gt;did it all for the glory of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so yun, 'Glory of Love' pala ni Peter Cetera yung song, na-touch ako sa song, pero syempre quiet lang ako, dahil inoobserbahan ako ng daddy ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunod sunod ang love songs sa radio kanina, parang nananadya eh...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112255893500096041?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112255893500096041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112255893500096041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/07/sentimental-songs-overload.html' title='sentimental songs overload...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112255788363528308</id><published>2005-07-28T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T21:38:03.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sem frustrations</title><content type='html'>kaninang umaga, as usual, na late na naman ako sa class ko at 7:50 am na ako dumating sa UP. 7:00 am ang class ko, pero di naman makapal ang mukha ko, nahiya ako sa prof ko kaya di na ako pumasok. kalagitnaan pa lang ng sem, pero parang wala na akong drive para mag-aral. tinatamad ako, at hindi ko gusto ang nangyayari. tulad na lang ng pagiging late sa first class ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the past semesters, kahit everyday na 7: 00 am ang class ko, keri lang, mas gusto ko nga yun eh, kasi mas madali magbiyahe sa umaga, pero ngayon, ewan...nahihirapan na ako sa sked ko na yun, lagi na lang akong late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang, wala akong masyadong na-eenjoy na subject ngayon, sa totoo lang, parang alienated ako sa mga subjects ko. dun nga sa geog155 ko, honestly, wala pa rin ako ma-grasp na kahit ano...nangangapa pa rin ako...oo nga, may exam, pero para lang akong robot na nagmememorize, pero di ko lubusang naiintindihan ang mga kinakabisa ko...lagi pa ako inaantok sa klase, plus ako lang ang hindi geog major sa groupmates ko, kaya alienated din ako sa kanila...hay ewan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa kas1 lang medyo lively eh, pag kausap ko ang mga groupmates ko, kasi...basta masaya! pero pag dumating na yung prof, parang sobrang lakas ng resistance ko na matulog at humikab sa class...syempre naman, nakakahiya kasi nasa first row ako...puro lang kasi syang kwento eh, wala namang sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang... gusto ko lang ilabas ang mga frustrations ko sa mga subjects ko this sem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112255788363528308?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112255788363528308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112255788363528308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/07/sem-frustrations.html' title='sem frustrations'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112177179499770700</id><published>2005-07-19T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T19:16:35.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ganun pala yun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ganun pala ang feeling kapag binabalewala ka ng isang tao na itinuring mo rin namang kaibigan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;siguro nga hindi nya yun sinasadya, pero ganun ang nangyayari...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung kelan pa ito nagsimula, basta ang sigurado ako, habang tumatagal, lalong lumalala ang sitwasyon namin. siguro nga may kasalanan ako, actually, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sinasabi ng karamihan na kasalanan ko&lt;/span&gt;. oo inaamin ko, may kasalanan nga ako, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;pero hindi naman one-way ang isang pagkakaibigan di ba?&lt;/span&gt; pareho lang kaming may kasalanan. marahil ay napagod na siya, ganun din naman ako eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung ano pa ang mga susunod na mangyayari. hindi ko kaya na ako ang gagawa ng unang hakbang para maibalik ang dati...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;pride? medyo&lt;/span&gt;. pero hindi lang naman pride ang dahilan. dati kasi, naipangako ko na sa sarili ko na hindi ko na gagawin yung ginawa ko dati, kasi feeling ko, masyado ko naman hinamak at pinahirapan ang sarili ko dati. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hindi ko na ulit hahayaan na mangyari yun ngayon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan na ako naging tanga, ayoko ng ulitin pa yon. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;tama ng naranasan ko kung paano sobrang magpakumbaba at lunukin ng buong-buo ang pride para lang maging maaayos ang lahat&lt;/span&gt;...hindi ko yata kayang ulitin yun. isa pa, hindi ko yon gagawin para sa isang tao na hindi naman ata ako itinuturing na kaibigan... : (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112177179499770700?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112177179499770700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112177179499770700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/07/ganun-pala-yun.html' title='ganun pala yun'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112160427884022313</id><published>2005-07-17T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T20:44:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nakakapagod din pala ang pagtawa</title><content type='html'>hindi ako palangiti na tao, kaya nga madalas, eh mataray ang dating ko sa mga tao (pero mataray naman talaga ako, most of the time). pero kapag naman natuwa ako, tatawa na lang ako ng tatawa, minsan nga, di ko na kayang pigilan...lam mo yun, yung kahit ayaw mo na, hindi ka pa makatigil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nga ng mommy ko, extremes daw ako, pag nagsungit, sobrang sungit, tapos kapag naman natuwa, sobrang tuwa...minsan nga ganun talaga...tatawa lang kasi ako kapag talagang natatawa lang ako...kaya madalas kami mag-away ng daddy ko eh...di kasi ako natatawa sa jokes nyang sobrang corny, kaya binabara ko sya, yun, nagagalit na sya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eniways, yun nga, nakakapagod pala kapag sobrang tawa...nung friday kasi, sobrang natawa talaga ako sa 'finger dance' ni isha, na sobrang tagal nyang pinag-isipan...at syempre, nung sinabayan na nila tonet at tineey, patay na! komedi na talaga ito...so yun na nga, naaaliw ako ng sobra, kaya tawa rin ako ng tawa...sabi nga ng buddy ko, 'ang sarap mo tumawa ngayon ah...'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa pa, magandang stress reliever din pala ang 1,2,3, pass. dati kasi sa in-between lang ako nag-eenjoy, syempre, lalo na kapag nananalo ako...nakakatawa kasi ang 123 pass, nakakatense, matinding concentration ang kailangan para hindi ka maunahan sa patungan ng kamay...lipstick sa mukha ang parusa, thank God, maganda ang reflexes ko nung araw na yun, kaya, di ako nalagyan ng lipstick sa mukha. mas lalong nadagdagan ang tensyon nung bawal na sumigaw, nagagalit kasi yung soro sa kabila, may miting kasi sila, eh ang ingay namin...so para fair, bawal na lang sumigaw...ang hirap pala...naeexcite ka ng sobra, pero di pwede sumigaw...buti na lang hindi sa iba lumabas ang pinipigil na malakas na tawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya ayun, siguro mga almost two and a half hours din ako hyper, kaya pag-uwi, ayun, tulog na lang...sobrang nasaid na ang energy ko...nakakapagod, pero masaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelan kaya ulit ako tatawa ng husto...sana kapag nangyari yun, yun na yung time na masasabi kong masayang masaya na ako, yung ayos na lahat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112160427884022313?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112160427884022313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112160427884022313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/07/nakakapagod-din-pala-ang-pagtawa.html' title='nakakapagod din pala ang pagtawa'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112134155954477580</id><published>2005-07-14T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T19:45:59.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isang hinaing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;eto na naman ako, akala ko dati tapos na. magiging masaya na ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;pero hindi pa rin pala...para kasing linta kung kumapit ang mga alaala niya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;pilit mong inaalis, pero ayaw pa rin, pilit kang pinapahirapan, pilit kang pinapasakitan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;wala kang magagawa...hindi mo yan pwede pigilan...tanging panahon lang ang makapagsasabi kung hanggang kelan mo ito kailangang pag-tiisan, kung kelan ka makakabangon at magsisimulang muli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;sana dumating na agad yung araw na iyon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112134155954477580?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112134155954477580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112134155954477580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/07/isang-hinaing.html' title='isang hinaing...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112098906426609314</id><published>2005-07-10T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T17:51:04.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hanggang....</title><content type='html'>kagabi, nanood ako ng Pinoy Pop Superstar, in fairness, ang galing nung bagong weekly champion...ganda ng rendition nya nung song na 'Hanggang'. natuwa tuloy ako ulit dun sa song, ganda rin ng lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hanggang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ilang ulit mo nang itinatanong sakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;kung hanggang saan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang saan, hanggang kailan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang kailan magtatagal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ang aking pagmamahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang may himig pa akong naririnig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;dito sa ating daigdig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang may musika akong tinataglay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;kita'y iniibig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;giliw wag mo sanang isiping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ikaw ay aking lilisanin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'di ko magagawang, lumayo sayong piling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;at nais kong malaman mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;kung gaano kita kamahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang ang diwa ko'y tanging sa 'yo laan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;mamahalin kailanman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang pag-ibig ko'y hanggang walang hanggan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;tanging ikaw lamang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang may himig pa akong naririnig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;dito sa ating daigdig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang may musika akong tinataglay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;kita'y iniibig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang may puso akong marunong magmahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;na ang isinisigaw ay lagi nang ikaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang saan, hanggang kailan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang kailan kitang mahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang ang buhay ko'y kunin ng maykapal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hanggang may pag-ibig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;laging isisigaw tanging ikaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112098906426609314?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112098906426609314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112098906426609314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/07/hanggang.html' title='hanggang....'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112090540325828583</id><published>2005-07-09T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T18:36:43.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muling ibalik (daw)?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hehehe....muling ibalik ang tamis ng pag-ibig...natatawa pa rin ako sa kantang ito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;actually, para sa akin, corny ang song na ito, pero kapag may lumang lovelife issue na muling naungkat, asahan mo na ito ang unang-unang kanta na kakantahin ng mga tao para tuksuhin ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;at kahapon, narinig ko na naman ito mula sa isang kaibigan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;kahapon ko lang uli nakausap ng matino ang dating 'kaibigan' ko. basta, meron kaming (medyo) hindi magandang nakaraan. sa totoo lang, it took me almost four years, bago ko sya nakausap ng walang angst or unsettled emotions na nararamdaman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;nagkataon na nagkasabay kami sa dyip, so sabay na kami pumasok sa class. so syempre, kwentuhan, namiss ko rin naman kasi yung dating friendship namin na open kami sa lahat ng bagay. tska natutuwa lang talaga ako na kaya ko na syang tingnan ng diretso sa mata, dati kasi di ko kaya...syempre you know why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so ayun na nga, nagpaxerox pa ako ng notes nya kaya kaming dalawa na lang ang naglakad pabalik ng AS. sa totoo lang, masarap sa pakiramdam na ayos na ang lahat...na wala ka ng tinatagong sama ng loob, yung parang bumabalik yung dating friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;at yun na nga, may problema kasi sya, kaya sige, nakinig ako, kaibigan pa rin naman ako...yun nga lang, may mga taong nakakita sa amin at syempre, ako ang inasar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'uyyyyy, muling ibalik ang tamis ng pag-ibig...', yun ang unang banat, di ko alam kung matatawa ako o maiinis ako, pero sige, hayaan na lang sila...pero talagang hindi ako tinantanan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'bakit parang ang saya saya mo ngayon?' ngek! ano ba naman yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hinayaan ko na lang sila, basta ang mahalaga ayos na kami, magkaibigan na ulit kami. pero di naman sa nagsasalita ako ng tapos ha, pero honestly, sa ngayon, para sa akin, malabo nang bumalik yung dati kong naramdaman para sa kanya, ayos na kasi eh, tsaka di ko na ma-imagine na magiging kami...normal na talaga ang pakiramdam ko, di na ako naiilang sa kanya, parang 'normal' guy friend na lang ang turing ko sa kanya, at huwag na nating gawing masyadong komplikado ang buhay, mas maganda pag simple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ang problema ngayon, eh kung paano ime-maintain ang ganitong friendship, ung walang 'ilang' feeling, kung everytime na makikita kayong magkasama eh, tutuksuhin kayo di ba?! okay lang naman sakin yon, kasi nga kebs na lang, basta malinis ang konsensya(?) ko. no special emotions attached. period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;happy lang ako, kasi i've gained an old friend back.. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112090540325828583?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112090540325828583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112090540325828583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/07/muling-ibalik-daw.html' title='muling ibalik (daw)?!'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112048036132482649</id><published>2005-07-04T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T20:49:37.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naguguluhan...</title><content type='html'>ano ba ang ibig sabihin ng word na laglag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapag inilaglag ka, di ba ibig sabihin isiniwalat na ang sikreto mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, kung wala kang itinatago, hindi mo sasabihing inilaglag ka di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pano, kung may nasabi ka, tapos sabi laglagan na ito, ibig sabihin eh may katotohanan ang mga bagay na sinabi mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, nahuli mo na, na may itinatago sya? ganun ba yon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ba yan, naiinis na ako. pramis, naguguluhan na talaga ako...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112048036132482649?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112048036132482649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112048036132482649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/07/naguguluhan.html' title='naguguluhan...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112003153602312043</id><published>2005-06-29T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T15:52:16.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm touched...</title><content type='html'>kagabi, habang nakasakay sa jip pauwi galing sa school, nagnilay-nilay ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napagnilayan ko ang mga problema ko--acad pressures and heart problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masyado yata napalalim ang pag-iisip ko, at namalayan ko na lang, eh bababa na ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung naglalakad na ako, naglakbay muli ang isip ko, at hindi ko napigilang malungkot. gustong gusto ko ng umiyak, kaya lang baka mahalata ng nanay ko, kaya pinigilan ko muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanay ko ang nagbukas ng pinto, nagulat na lang ako kasi bigla nya ako niyakap, tapos sabi nya, 'bakit ka malungkot? may problema ka ba?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang lakas talaga ng vibes ng nanay ko, kahit pilit kong itago, alam nya pa rin na may problema ako, masyado nya nga siguro talaga akong kilala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muntik ko ng hindi mapigilan ang sarili ko...gusto ko na siyang yakapin at umiyak kasi feeling ko, ang bigat bigat na ng problema ko, at gusto ko na i-comfort nya ako. pero hindi yun pwede kasi, matters of the heart un, at alam kong sasabihin nya na 'sabi ko naman sa iyo eh, wag kang basta basta magtitiwala. lalo na pag ganyang mga bagay, dapat di mo ipinagsasabi..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ang sabi ko na lang, 'wala lang ito ma, pagod lang ako...dami kasi ginagawa eh..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti naman at feeling ko eh naniwala sya sa sinabi ko, so pinagbihis nya na ako, dahil kakain na kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagkatapos kumain, nagulat na lang ako, bigla sya tumabi sa akin habang nanonood ng tv at binigyan pa ako ng chocolate, parang suhol. di na nya kasi madalas gawin yun eh, kasi nga masyado syang maraming inaasikaso. at muli na naman nya akong tinanong, 'beh, may problema ka ba? bakit parang ang lungkot mo? wag ka maglilihim sken ha, tutulungan naman kita kung may problema ka..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun na, muntik na akong bumigay, nagbabadya ng tumulo ang luha ko, pero di pa rin ako natinag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'may problema ako, wala na akong pera, naghihirap na ako..' un na lang ang nasabi ko. natawa naman sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero, nararamdaman ko na hindi pa rin naman talaga sya naniniwala na un ang problema ko. bago sya umalis para ipagpatuloy ang ginagawa nya, niyakap nya ako ng mahigpit at hinalikan sa noo. parang pilit nyang ipinaparamdam sa akin na iginagalang nya ang desisyon ko kung ayaw ko pa sabihin, at lagi lang syang andyan para sa akin, kung handa na ako magsalita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe, sobrang na-touched talaga ako...sa mga bagay na ganito, lalo kong na-aapreciate ang nanay ko...lalo syang napapamahal sa akin...thanks ma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112003153602312043?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112003153602312043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112003153602312043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-touched.html' title='i&apos;m touched...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112003029439992859</id><published>2005-06-29T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T15:31:34.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on being insensitive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;oo, inaamin ko, guilty ako sa pagiging insensitive minsan. pero alam ko pa rin naman kung kelan ako dapat tumigil...nakakahalata naman ako kung alam kong naiinis o nasasaktan ko na ang isang tao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya ayoko sa mga taong, sobrang insensitive talaga. sayang lang, kasi nakakasakit na sya ng tao, at harap harapan na itong ipinapakita sa kanya eh, dedma lang sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wag naman sanang ganun, minsan kasi umiiksi na ang pasensya ng isang tao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon, napuno na ang isang kaibigan ko dahil sa kanya...alam nya namang inis na, hindi nya pa rin tinantanan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana lang, huwag nyang hayaan na lalong lumala ang ganitong bagay, dahil ito ang sisira sa pagkakaibigan nila ng mga taong malapit sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa pa pala, naniniwala na akong 'jokes are always half-meant.' kaya sana lang, mag-ingat din sa mga salitang binibitiwan lalo na kung sinasabing joke lang ito, kasi minsan, nakakasakit ang mga sinasabi nyong jokes eh. hindi naman lahat ng tao eh magaan ang pagtanggap sa mga jokes nyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at hindi rin lahat ng biro eh nakakatuwa...lalo na kung masyadong personal ito at isa ka sa mga taong pinagkatiwalaan ng bagay na ito, sana, pahalagahan mo ang tiwalang ibinigay sa iyo, huwag mong gawing biro ang mga seryosong bagay na alam mo makakaapekto ng malaki sa buhay ng isang taong itinuturing kang kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112003029439992859?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112003029439992859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112003029439992859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/06/on-being-insensitive.html' title='on being insensitive'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-112002965750139491</id><published>2005-06-29T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T15:20:57.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>akala ko...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oo, sige, sasabihin nyo na naman, akala ko ba wala na?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oo nga, wala na, wala na akong nararamdaman para sa kanya, pero isang bagay lang ang aaminin ko ngayon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;BITTER AKO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oo, bitter ako sa kanila, at dalawang tao sila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;bitter ako, kasi nasasaktan ako kapag nakikita ko siya, mas lalo kapag silang dalawa na. hindi ko kasi alam kung sadya ba silang 'sweet' kapag nakikita ko, o ganun na talaga sila...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;bitter ako kasi nakikita ko sa kanilang dalawa ung dating kami...ung mga bagay na dati niyang ginagawa para sa akin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;pero wala na akong magagawa dun, ayaw naman umamin ng isa sa kanila...isa lang naman ang gusto ko, aminin nila sa akin kung ano ba talaga, hindi yung para kang tanga na walang alam. matagal na akong nagtanong, pero pare-parehong sagot lang ang ibinibigay ng isa sa kanila...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madali naman ako umintindi, at least alam ko ang totoo...hanggang ngayon, pinipilit ko pa rin bigyan ng magandang rason ang mga ginagawa nila, pero di ko rin naman siguro ako masisisi kapag minsan eh di na ako nakakapagpasensya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-112002965750139491?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112002965750139491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/112002965750139491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/06/akala-ko.html' title='akala ko...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111930438245854894</id><published>2005-06-21T05:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T05:53:02.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>nung isang gabi, sabi ko sa sarili ko, yes! makakatulog na rin ako ng mahimbing, kasi nakabukas yung aircon sa kwarto, so malamig. hinanda ko na ang sarili ko at natulog na ako. sana naman, eh maganda ang mapanaginipan ko.&lt;br /&gt;so yun na nga, maya-maya pa eh mahimbing na ang tulog ko. tapos, nasa isang lugar na ako, ang ganda ng setting, parang UP campus pa rin, pero mas maganda, wow astig. tapos, may class daw ako, at marami daw akong bagong nakilala dun sa class na yun ng 1st miting, so ngaung second meeting eh katabi ko na ang mga newly found friends ko. masaya na sana ako, tapos may biglang tumabi sken na guy, hmmm...parang familiar to ah, parang nameet ko na sya somewhere, eh naka-cap sya so di ko makita ang mukha.&lt;br /&gt;maya-maya eh kinausap nya ako, oh my goodness, ito ung dati kong classm8 sa comm3, ung kinaiinisan kong classmate. ok, so let's give him another chance, malay natin, di na pala sya mayabang. eh di sa simula, friendly friendly pa kunyari, kagaya before. after a while, ayan na, unti-unti nang nagbabago ang kanyang katauhan. nagiging parang monster na sya, monster sa ugali, and medyo rin sa face.&lt;br /&gt;actually, nung una, i find his eyes cute, eyes lang ha, kasi kahawig nung crush ko dati, pero over-all, i'll think about it. tapos, mabait din sya before, astig nga eh, hindi na kami namomroblema sa mga group presentations kasi nagpiprisinta na sya. pero ng di kalaunan, aba eh nagiging pasaway at delinquente na.&lt;br /&gt;so un na nga, lagi na nya akong tinatabihan sa room, at sinasabayan paglabas, ayoko nga eh, kinikilabutan ako, please lang, ayaw ko sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;akala ko eh magtatapos na ang lahat, kasi ginigising na ako ng nanay ko, whew! buti na lang panaginip lang lahat, at least hindi pala totoo na pinepeste nya na naman ang buhay ko. sabi ko sa nanay ko, five minutes na lang, bababa na ako...so un,pumikit ulit ako.&lt;br /&gt;akalain mo ba, na pagpikit ko ng mata ko, eh continuation na naman nung panaginip ko. Shit! di bale sana kung maganda eh, sana masaya. kaya lang, ung continuation eh ung part kung saan eh sobrang phony at obnoxious na nya, akala mo kung sinong gwapo, matalino at magaling. eh ewan lng kung nag-fifit sha dun sa gwapo at magaling. bukod pala dun, eh saksakan ng kapal ng mukha nung taong yon.&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang, umakyat na ulit ang nanay ko, para gisingin ako...sabi ko, ayoko na ulit pumikit, baka kasi kung ano na ang maging katuloy nun.&lt;br /&gt;sa totoo lang, kinakabahan ako, di ko alam kung bakit. kasi naman, ang tagal tagal ko nang hindi nakikita ung taong yun, tapos bigla ko na lang mapapanaginipan...hay freaky ang nightmare ko at mas freaky ung taong nasa nightmare ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111930438245854894?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111930438245854894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111930438245854894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/06/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111798119176328395</id><published>2005-06-05T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:22:22.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sayang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;kainis, sayang di ako nakasama dun sa lakad ng barkada, at nakakahiya kasi ako lang ang kulang, namiss tuloy ako ni lolo, pero in-fairness lolo, namiss din kita, namiss ko kayong lahat...shopping galore sana kasi na-miss nya ang favorite apo niya. minsan ko na nga lang sila makita lahat eh...ngaun lang kami dapat makukumpleto, ako naman ang absent...last lakad sana ito before classes resume eh, waaaaahhhhh...nakakainis tuloy. i miss all of you--vaf, ruweeh, oriz, marky, kat, caye, lilet and don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111798119176328395?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111798119176328395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111798119176328395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/06/sayang.html' title='sayang...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111771085674877198</id><published>2005-06-02T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T19:15:41.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reg experiences</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yes, sa wakas, tapos na ako magregister, yehey! nakakagulat nga eh, parang ang bilis ata ng proseso ngaun, kasi kahit na 3 subjects ang ginamitan ko ng manual enlistment, eh nakapagbayad na ako by 2.30 pm, eh dati inaabot ako ng two days dun. ayos, di na ako babalik bukas...masaya na sana, pero naman, hindi ko pa rin nakukuha ang pe ko, last pe na nga ito eh, ayaw pa ako pagbigyan ng crs....eniways, pre-rog na lang siguro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero, parang mabigat ang load ko this sem, may 110 na ako, sana makayanan ko ito, hindi, mali pala, dapat kayanin ko ito, no other choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe talaga ang feeling ko kapag registration na, parang naeexcite ako na natetense na hindi ko maipaliwanag, nahihirapan akong makatulog the night before, lalo na kung hindi ko nakuha lahat sa crs, kasi naman, pinaplano ko na ung itinerary ko for that day, ano ang mas madaling makuha, sino ang mabait na prof etc. kaya naman sobrang happy ko kapag tapos na kasi, finally, matatahimik na ako. feeling ko tuloy kapag natatapos ang enrollment eh sobrang drained ako-physically, mentally at emotionally (?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physically, oo naman talaga, mentally, pwede rin, pero emotionally? bakit kaya? grabe na ito, feeling ko eh nagka-phobia na ako pag enrollment kasi laging may kakaiba akong natutuklasan, twice na ito nangyari, magkasunod pa, buti naman ngayon eh nahinto na...parang masaya ang registration this sem, sana ang buong sem din maging masaya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111771085674877198?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111771085674877198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111771085674877198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/06/reg-experiences.html' title='reg experiences'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111743738535318286</id><published>2005-05-30T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T15:18:33.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>senti mode lang...</title><content type='html'>just last saturday, tumawag ung isang kabarkada ko nung highschool, kaya ayun, kahit na masama ang pakiramdam ko at nahihirapan akong huminga, eh sige lang, kakausapin ko pa rin sya kahit na nahihirapan ako, kasi naman namiss ko sya bigla, ewan ko kung bakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun na nga, makulit kasi yon eh, parang laging bangag at lasing, pero in fairness, parang may nag-iba sa kanya nung gabing yon, medyo naging matino syang kausap at parang na-gets nya lahat ng sinabi ko, na unusual kasi talaga dahil dati pag nagkwento ka sa kanya, mas gumugulo ang usapan nyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung gabing yun lang ata talaga ako nakaramdam ng peace of mind, matapos kong maikwento sa kanya ang lahat lahat ng nangyari sa akin ngayong summer, damay na rin ang nakaraang 2nd sem. ewan ko talaga kung paano nangyari yon, eh medyo marami na rin naman akong napagsabihan tungkol sa bagay na yon, pero parang sa kanya lang talaga ako nakaramdam ng comfort, siguro iba talaga kapag totoong tao ang kausap mo tsaka pag alam mo na sincere ang isang tao sa mga sinasabi nya sa iyo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111743738535318286?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111743738535318286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111743738535318286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/05/senti-mode-lang.html' title='senti mode lang...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111675603451868451</id><published>2005-05-22T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T18:00:34.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel bad...</title><content type='html'>i feel bad for letting a friend down, nakokonsensiya ako, hindi ko na dapat pang dinagdagan ang problema niya, pero anyways, the harm was done, and i just want you to know, na i'm really sorry, and i promise you, hindi na talaga ito mauulit...you know who you are friend, again, i'm really sorry. olweiz remember that i am here for you, and again i repeat, hindi sya ang sisira sa pagkakaibigan natin, hindi ko papayagang mangyari yon, and honestly, i have appreciated it that you consulted me first and not jumping into conclusions, i love you friend, at least you've proven once again that you are indeed my true friend. let's just forget about that person, i really don't like him, he never fails to make my life miserable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111675603451868451?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111675603451868451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111675603451868451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-feel-bad.html' title='i feel bad...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111650810623142769</id><published>2005-05-19T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:07:48.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God loves me...</title><content type='html'>because i have found a new friend that is true. friend, you know who you are, i just want to say thank you for lending your ears and listening to my endless litany about my 'confusing' situation. i really appreciate that and that simple gesture really showed me that you are indeed a true friend. i hope you won't change...don't think that you are just needed by people because they need help or they need someone to talk to. instead think of it as a blessing because it only means that those people around you trust you so much for them to be able to discuss with you their personal stuff, and believe me, i know that your presence is very much appreciated by those people close to you. keep smiling! makakabawi din tayo, hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111650810623142769?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111650810623142769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111650810623142769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/05/god-loves-me.html' title='God loves me...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111624994972801011</id><published>2005-05-16T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T21:31:05.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes, quotes and more quotes...</title><content type='html'>just a few days ago, i was browsing through some pages of quotations that i retrieved from my high school files and i just want to share them with you... : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;if there is something in your heart that you feel is right, go after it no matter what it takes..in the end you will be glad you fought for what you believed in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--in a relationship, many people come and try to tear you apart, but if your love for that person is true, you'll fight for her, you'll show how much you care, love and appreciate her...'coz "action speaks louder than words."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--do you know why it's so hard to be in love again after a broken heart? it is because you no longer know how much to make the next one special 'coz you made the first one so special, thinking he'll be your last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--to have someone to love is not a gift but a choice. to have someone to love you back is a gift. cherish and treasure that gift with all your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--love is a risk, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. whether it is pain or joy, whether it is right or wrong, love doesn't have rooms for mistakes...only lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--they came to tell your faults to me and named them one by one. i laughed aloud when they were done 'coz i knew them also well before. they were all blind to see. your faults had made me love you more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--while walking down the street, he held my hand and said, "you know i cried for you and i want to see you everyday" and i waited for him to say "i love you" but he said, "practice lang...di ko kasi masabi sa kanya eh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--when i was a baby, i was afraid to lose my mom. when i was a kid, i was afraid to lose my toys. now as i grow older, my fear grew even bigger, then i came to know you and now i'm more afraid to lose you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--i tend to be blind in facing reality. i don't listen to what others say. i'm scared to hear the truth--that he's not for me. i loved so hard that i didn't care. if only i've used my head, i wouldn't have cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--its hard to keep your feelings to the one you love, lalo na kung friend mo sya, but it hurts more if your friend wants you too but he just can't express it...kasi akala nya, "friends lang" kayong dalawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--...ikaw kasi, di mo ako sinubukang mahalin. kapag kasama kita, kung sino-sino pa ang hinahanap mo, nasasaktan ako pero parang wala kang pakialam. paano na ngayon? sabi mo mahal mo na ako, sayang! bakit ngayon lang, kung kelan pagod na ako?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--happy ako kasi akala ko mahal mo ako. ikaw kasi eh, ang bait mo sa akin, nahulog tuloy ang loob ko sa iyo...tapos sasabihin mo lang..."siyempre love kita...kaibigan kita eh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--i cried so many times for a love lost and the love i never had. i suffered pain worse than dying, but feelings change...but there's one lesson that everybody learns in time...sometimes you just have to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--people say love is the best gift anyone can give and can have. my heart was crushed and i asked myself, "isn't it tragic when i've got so much love to give yet no one seems to want it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--i may not have given you what you expected of me and i might not have shown the love you wanted. i'm human, not perfect, but deep inside this imperfection lies a heart that loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--minsan, kailangan mo munang masaktan at makaramdam ng selos bago mo maisip na, "mahal ko pala ito", at kapag nagmahal ka naman, kailangan mo ulit masaktan para maisip mo na masakit pala talaga magmahal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--na feel mo na ba yung akala mo wala lang...friends lang kayo. platonic...tapos isang araw, kausap mo siya, then ngumiti siya sa yo. nasabi mo na lang..."shit! mahal ko na to..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--its funny how we set qualifications for a right person to love while at the back of our minds, we know that the person we truly love will always be an exception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--an angel told me "you must always fight for love, prove your love so that the person would fight for you too and love you." i cried, then the angel said, "why are you crying?", "I once fought..." "and?", "i failed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--no love can hurt as much as the love that can never be...and no thoughts can hurt as much as the thought of a love that could have been.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;this quote is my ultimate favorite. i've experienced it already, and it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; i've always thought that love could melt away the pain, no matter how much it hurts, but i didn't realize that the pain could melt away the love, no matter how great it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111624994972801011?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111624994972801011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111624994972801011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/05/quotes-quotes-and-more-quotes.html' title='quotes, quotes and more quotes...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111607471930480941</id><published>2005-05-14T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T20:45:19.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hay naku, natutuwa naman ako sa title ko, mixed thoughts, hehehe...sa sobrang dami ng iniisip ko eh nagkakahalohalo na silang lahat...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i got a text message from my friend, saying na she's the current textmate of her crush ever since highschool. hanga nga ako dito sa friend ko na ito, biruin mo, since highschool pa niya crush yung other friend ko, pero hanggang ngayon eh 'mahal' nya pa rin ito. nagkaroon na sha ng boyfriend at nakipagbreak na siya eh itong isang ito pa rin ang mahal nya...hay naku, ang pag-ibig nga naman...advice ko lang friend, please lang, don't be so happy and conclude a lot of things just because he told you that he misses you...lagi mo na lang kasing namimiss interpret ang mga pinapakita nyang concern sayo eh, ingat lang, baka mamaya eh umiyak ka na naman...&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;nakakatuwa ang experience ko ngayong araw na ito, first time ko yun ginawa pero in-fairness, kahit na nakababad ako sa init ng araw eh nag-enjoy naman ako...kainis nga lang yung mga masusungit na tao dun, ang yabang. pero thankful ako dun sa dalawang ate na naging mabait sa amin, thank you sa free water... :)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;magulo na naman ang mundo ko ngayon, there's this thing that is constantly bugging me nowadays, my problem is wala akong mapagsabihan...i know that my friends are always willing to listen and comfort me, it's just that i don't know who will be the right person to talk to regarding this matter, but hey, don't get me wrong, i trust all my friends kaya lang di ba, hindi mo naman maiiwasan na may mga piling tao ka lang talagang pinagsasabihan ng mga bagay bagay sa buhay, dahil hindi naman lahat eh nakakarelate sa yo, minsan pa nga dinededma ka kapag pinagsasabihan mo sila ng problema, hindi ko nga alam kung masyado lang ba akong nagiging makulit regarding a certain issue, o talaga lang hindi sila interesado...&lt;br /&gt;speaking of those kinds of friends, i don't take it against them, i mean kapag dinededma nila yung ibang mga rants ko, kaya lang kasi minsan eh parang hindi nila naiintindihan na importante sa akin sa mga panahon na yon, ung gusto kong sabihin, kaya minsan kapag nate-take for granted ako, nasasaktan rin naman ako, kasi feeling ko, mag-isa lang ako dun sa mga times na kelangan ko ng taong kahit makikinig man lang sa akin sa mga oras na yon...&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;tama na ito, napahaba na eh, pagod na ako, matutulog na ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111607471930480941?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111607471930480941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111607471930480941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/05/mixed-thoughts.html' title='mixed thoughts'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111581919815488402</id><published>2005-05-11T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T21:46:38.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;sa apat na regular semester ko sa UP eh sa 2nd sem, 2nd year ata ako naging sobrang delinquente, pero ayos lang kasi marami namang magandang bagay ang nangyari sa akin. nakilala ko kung sino ang mga tunay kong kaibigan, thankful ako kasi nakahanap ako ng mga taong katulad nyo...luvyah!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    kahit na nakakatamad talaga makinig sa econ 100.1 lectures, masaya pa rin pumasok dahil sa mga taong nagpapasaya at nagpapaingay ng todo sa klase, kilala nyo kung sino2 kayo...salamat sa lahat ng kakulitan :)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    masaya ang ps170 ko kahit na may may pagka-OC si Mam Tadem eh marami naman talaga akong natutunan dun. sa kanya nga lang ata ako may naintindihan sa lahat ng naging ps profs ko eh...pero may kinakaasaran ako dito sa class na ito, isang tao lang naman, filingera kasi...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    sa ps150 classmates, sobrang nag-enjoy ako sa mga pinaggagagawa natin bukod sa report at lectures...nag-enjoy ako sa mga singing sessions natin, masaya talaga...at least kahit na wala akong natutunan eh marami naman akong nakilalang new people na enjoy kasama...namiss ko na tuloy ung mga ka-duet at ka 'choir' ko. at least kahit hindi masyadong perfect ang blending ng mga boses namin eh masaya pa rin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    sa span 10 naman, ayos lang, natuto naman ako kahit papaano pero mas masaya pa rin ang span 11 ko ngayon, kahit na nakakbigla eh mas enjoy pa rin...thanks to my seatmates antonette and aizza, i miss you aiz, i really had so much fun talking with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    psych101, astig tong subject na ito. masaya kami sa class kasi sobrang cool ni sir rei, mataas pa magbigay ng grade...its been nice being with mayette and denise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    and lastly sa bio1...sa totoo lang, mabait naman prof ko dito kaya lang siguro, lowbat na lang talaga ang mga brain cells ko kapag ito na subject ko kasi naman alas-4 na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    at shempre, masaya ang second sem kasi naging part na ako ng UP APSM and i'm really proud to belong...masaya dito...maganda ang application process..hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    hindi na ako masyado mag-memention ng mga names ng mga taong nagpatunay sa akin na totoo ko silang mga kaibigan kasi baka may makalimutan ako at magtampo pa. kilala nyo naman kung sino2 kayo. you really made my college life fulfilling and "interesting". thank you ulit and i hope walang iwanan...mahal ko kayong lahat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: nga pala grai, thank you talaga sa lahat2. matagal na tayong magkakilala pero ngayong summer lang ako naging sobrang close sayo...salamat sa pakikinig ha...at salamat din sa tiwala...uy, yung tungkol kay 'bleep', atin-atin lang yun ha... : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111581919815488402?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111581919815488402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111581919815488402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-miss-my-friends.html' title='i miss my friends...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111545197882480654</id><published>2005-05-07T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T15:46:18.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traitors...parasites</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    sa lahat ng pinakaayaw ko ay ang mga taong traidor...nakakabuwisit kasi eh, patalikod kung tumira. kung may galit kayo sa akin, sabihin nyo ng harap harapan, huwag kayong magtago...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bakit ba ayaw nyong lumabas at kumprontahin ako?! bakit, natatakot kayo?! &lt;/span&gt;huwag kayong makipagplastikan sa akin, sabihin nyo kung anong problema nyo...hindi naman ako magagalit eh, basta ba, tinototoo nyo ako. huwag kayong mang-gago. pero kung gusto nyo ng gaguhan, hindi ko kayo uurungan. huwag kayong magmalaki sa akin dahil pantay pantay lang tayo, huwag kayong manakot dahil hindi ako natatakot sa inyo. wala akong ginagawang masama at wala akong inaapakan, sapat na yon para taas-noo akong lumakad, dahil totoo ako sa sarili ko at alam ko kung ano ang ginagawa ko.&lt;br /&gt;    grabe, ang harsh nito...pero sinasabi ko lang naman ang nasasaloob ko dahil wala akong mapagsabihan... simple lang naman akong tao eh, at madali akong kausap. kung mabait kayo sa akin, magiging sobrang mabait din ako sa inyo, pero kung masama ako, well, im very sorry, pero triple non ang ibibigay ko sa inyo...&lt;br /&gt;    paxenxa na, ayoko lang kasi ng ganito eh...ayoko sa mga traidor, 'tang ina talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111545197882480654?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111545197882480654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111545197882480654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/05/traitorsparasites.html' title='Traitors...parasites'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111529942115338871</id><published>2005-05-05T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T21:23:41.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nakakapagod...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;grabe ang araw na ito, sobrang pagod talaga ako...grabe kasi ung pag-sort ng pet bottles eh, medyo yucky nga lang, pero medyo masaya ring gawin, pero nakakapagod talaga magtanggal ng mga rings, masyadong makapit sa leeg ng pet bottles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;may exam ako sa span bukas, pero good luck sa akin dahil hindi pa ako nagrereview. parang nasaid na ang energy ko para sa araw na ito...tulog na ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111529942115338871?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111529942115338871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111529942115338871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/05/nakakapagod.html' title='nakakapagod...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111512590874862322</id><published>2005-05-03T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T21:21:21.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bakit ba tayo nag-iisip?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; uy, don't get me wrong, i mean kailangan naman talaga natin mag-isip eh. ang ibig kong sabihin eh bakit ba natin iniisip ang mga bagay na sinasabi natin na ayaw natin isipin? di ba lagi nating sinasabi, masakit na ang ulo ko, ayoko na mag-isip pero maya-maya lang eh, iniisip mo na naman ang bagay na yun.&lt;br /&gt;kanina eh nakakwentuhan ko ang isang kaibigan at ganyan din ang kanyang sentimyento, kaya eto, napag-isip na naman ako...pero isang bagay lang ang napatunayan ko...totoo nga na madalas natin lokohin ang mga sarili natin. lagi na lang nating sinasabing ayaw na natin isipin ang mga bagay-bagay pero wala tayong magawa kung hindi ang paglaanan pa rin ng oras yung mismong bagay na sinasabi nating ayaw na natin isipin...&lt;br /&gt;bakit nga kaya? kahit na masakit, pilit pa rin nating iniisip...basta ako, pagod na ako mag-isip, sana mapangatawanan ko na talaga ito kasi ayoko na talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111512590874862322?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111512590874862322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111512590874862322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/05/bakit-ba-tayo-nag-iisip.html' title='bakit ba tayo nag-iisip?'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111495392897537674</id><published>2005-05-01T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T21:02:59.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love leads to laughter, love leads to pain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;lam nyo ba na yang title na yan ay isang linya sa kanta ng A1 na nakalimutan ko na ang title, pero anyways, lahat ata ng sinasabi ng song na yan ay totoo. sabi nila, kapag nagmamahal ka, nagiging masaya ka, para ka daw lumulutang sa ulap, siguro sa iba ganun ang pakiramdam,pero paano naman sa mga taong katulad ko?! Nagmamahal ako, pero hindi naman ako nagiging masaya, mas madalas, nasasaktan ako. oo nga, sabihin na natin na masaya ako pag kasama ko siya, pero mas madali pa rin yung natatakpan ng lungkot at sakit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;bakit nga ba nagiging masakit? dahil alam ko na wala akong kapalit na makukuha? pero bakit patuloy pa rin akong nagkakaganito?! pang ilang beses na ba itong nangyari sa akin, pero wala pa rin akong kadala-dala, paulit ulit na lang. siguro nga hindi mo pwedeng diktahan ang damdamin mo kung ano ang dapat mong maramdaman, dahil kung pwede yun, eh di sana wala na akong ka-lechehang nararamdaman ngayon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;ayoko na sana ng ganito, palagi na lang akong talo. sabi nila, pagsubok lang daw yan, para pag dumating na ang taong para sa iyo eh handa ka na? pero bakit ba kailangang masaktan ka muna bago ka maging masaya?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;ay naku, wala ng sense ang mga iniisip ko, basta sa ngayon naguguluhan ako, na-shocked ako at medyo, uulitin ko, MEDYO lang, nasasaktan ako kasi nga akala ko okay kami...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;maraming tao ang napapahamak dahil sa maling akala at isa na ako dun, sana huwag na itong maulit, ayoko ng ganitong feeling, naaalibadbaran ako, ang pangit ng dating eh...sana sa susunod, maging masaya naman ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111495392897537674?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111495392897537674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111495392897537674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-leads-to-laughter-love-leads-to.html' title='love leads to laughter, love leads to pain...'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111486574408155395</id><published>2005-04-30T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T20:55:44.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unfair lyf</title><content type='html'>nakakaasar naman, ang pangit ng nangyayari this week sa akin. alam ko na mataray, masungit at snobbish ako, pero sa nangyari this past week, napag-isip ako kung masama ba talaga ako. &lt;br /&gt;okay, inaamin ko na hindi ako perpekto, dahil syempre, wala namang perpektong tao di ba, pero bihira akong maging masama sa mga tao, snobbish lang at masungit. &lt;br /&gt;ngayon ko lang napansin na nagiging unfair ako sa mga taong malapit sa akin, this past few weeks kasi eh ang dami ko nang taong tine-take for granted. mga importanteng tao pa naman yon sa buhay ko. sila ung mga taong laging andyan kapag kailangan ko sila, pero ako, minsan nawawala ako kapag kailangan nila ako...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ito ang dapat mangyari, pipilitin kong magbago...kahit pa hectic ang sked ko for summer, il try to give quality time to them...i really hope i could do that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111486574408155395?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111486574408155395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111486574408155395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/04/unfair-lyf.html' title='unfair lyf'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12550245.post-111486423324588007</id><published>2005-04-30T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T21:08:12.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sumthin' new</title><content type='html'>yehey, may blog na ako...wala lang, gusto ko lang ng bagong mapapagtripan kaya ako gumawa ng blog. para kasing masaya eh. pero wala lang talaga akong magawa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12550245-111486423324588007?l=redenthusiast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111486423324588007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12550245/posts/default/111486423324588007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redenthusiast.blogspot.com/2005/04/sumthin-new.html' title='sumthin&apos; new'/><author><name>redstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12480080955794349161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
