<?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-9455980</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:28:57.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of the ordinary psycho</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-114019047625294773</id><published>2006-02-17T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T23:37:57.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from Bauan. Bio trip. Errr, yeah right. Hahaha! (Tignan nyo.. Nag-post uli ako.:p Wala lang.) Kwentohan ko nalang kayo.. Gan'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up it was Seven, I waited 'til Eleven just to figure out that no one would call.. Yaaaak,jolog. Anyhow.. Kwento na nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun nga, I woke up nung may nagtext sakin.. Waha,si Jannah pala. Ginising ako. Ganoon. Tapos when I checked the time out, past three palang. Lang? Ewan, pero mga 3.15 palang kasi nun e. E ang balak ko mga quarter to Four. Ayooon. Haha. Tas may isa pang ngtext. Aga niya gumising. Huwaaaw. Labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos mejo magkasunod lang ata kami ni Jah dumating kasi katext ko siya tas basta. Yak. Anyhow.. Pagkapasok namin sa bus, naghanap na kami ni Jah ng place then we wondered kung nasan na si Daisy so nung hinanap namin, bigla naman namin siya nakitang naglalakad papasok ng bus. So there, no fuss. Bigla siyang nag-appear. Haha. Labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop over sa slex,blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait,hindi ko naman kailangan ikwento lahat diba? Tska, baka mabore lang kayo. Har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.. Pagpunta don, hinintay namin yung "Fran-An-An". Kasi na hiwalay sila "Mo-Re". Hahaha. Di nila get.:p Yak. Basta yon. Pangalan kasi ng group namin, Franananmore-more. Galing yon sa pangalan ng bawat isa samin.:) Coolness. Mwahar. (Ang dami din kayang naging ganooon. I mean, yung sa pangalan. Hahahaha! Iba parin ang orig,guys.:p Yak,yabang.xp) Ayon nga.. Nagulo rin yung sched dahil nasiraan daw ng bus yung section 3 so instead na sila yung mahahati, yung class namin yung nahati.:( Craaaap. Pft. So there.. Instead of trecking first, yung IP groups 1-4 nagsnorkel muna. Goood, to think na lahat kami suot na yung pang-treck namin. Grabe, hassle talaga. So yuun. Ayoko naman ikwento lahat so.. yon. Basta, nagsnorkel, treck pati cook lang kami. We we're expecting na may snorkeling pa sa morning pati cook fest pati yung presentations.. pero wala. Haaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell. Hmmm.. Yung facilitators.. Grabe, ambebenta. Yaaak! Wala lang.:) Funny.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nung gabi, si Yeg, ako pati si Andrea hindi pa makatulog. Grabe.. nagmuka kaming sardinas sa tent. Tssss. Sikip! Pero dahil katabi ko naman sila Yeg (Hey, hunnybunny.:p Hahahahahahahaha!!!:D) at Andrea, masaya! Lalo na nung nag"duktungan" kami pati nagkkwenthan. Sobrang benta nila. Lalo na nung lumalamon kami ng chocolates! Hahahaha! Tapos nakakahiya yung ginawa ko tas sobrang funny. Hahahahaha!!!:)) Tas yon, masaya din nung "nag-date" kami ni Yeg. Hm, nagpapakasenti kami sa tabing dagat. Sayaaa! Habang nakikinig sa mga tugtugin. Habang pinatugtog ang 'Stick Around', 'All my Life', 'Cannonball', 'Alive' pati 'Ako'y Iyo at Ika'y akin'. (Tamo Yeg,naaalala ko pa yung mga iilan sa mga pinakinggan natin.:p) Bastaa, tapos nagkkwenthan kami. Sayaaa. Napanood din namin yung sunset. Ang ganda..sobraaaa! May pictures ako.:p Hahahaha! Walang nanyaring masama dun sa pagkain namin,in fairness.:p So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andon din si Bogaarrrt! Kyooot kyoooooot na aso. Labrador. He can swiiiim! Steeegin talaga! Tapos nagffetch siya ng mineral bottles. Coolness. Labo. Sorry ah, tuwang tuwa lang talaga ako.:D Kyooot kasi niya e.:) Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahaba na ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, namimiss ko na si Mica.:( Awwww. Kasi naman e. Hahahaha. Labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano pa? Ano paaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, sa susunod uli yung iba. Matuwa na muna kayo nagpost ako. Woeh. Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, Bauan.. Paalam. (Nyoknyok. Jolog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Isa pa muna, ang ganda ng flag namin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pa.. Kumanta si Sir. Mark! Hahahahaha. Galing ng section 2, napakanta si Sir. Mark! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron pa ba? Wait.. Sarap ng food namiiin! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napagalitan din pala kami.. Kaming lahat na nagbio trip, i mean. Kadire, bakit ko 'to knwento? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andami pang pwede ikwnto pero next time na lang. Late na rin e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-ta for now.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-114019047625294773?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/114019047625294773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=114019047625294773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/114019047625294773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/114019047625294773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-came-back-from-bauan.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-113228077780775630</id><published>2005-11-18T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T10:26:17.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, bago layout ko. Obvious naman diba? Ayos lang ba siya? O iba gusto mo? Hahahaha.:D Hindi nga pala 'to si Monique. Ito yung &lt;a href="http://thesocialanimal.blogpsot.com"&gt;gumawa&lt;/a&gt; ng layout niya.;) Para naman may bago siyang post kahit papano diba?:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-113228077780775630?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/113228077780775630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=113228077780775630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/113228077780775630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/113228077780775630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/11/hmm-bago-layout-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111561879572227434</id><published>2005-05-08T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T14:06:35.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ampp.:b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111561879572227434?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111561879572227434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111561879572227434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111561879572227434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111561879572227434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/05/ampp.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111387378957634596</id><published>2005-04-17T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T09:23:09.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isang taon narin pala ang nakalipas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amp.:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111387378957634596?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111387378957634596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111387378957634596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111387378957634596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111387378957634596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/04/isang-taon-narin-pala-ang-nakalipas.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111327380437895659</id><published>2005-04-13T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T10:43:24.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. Tulad ng sabi nila, titigilan na. Pero kasi, kung pwede.. Mind your own business. I'd be glad if you would. Alam mo kung sino ka.. Diba? Tska blog ko 'to, kung ayaw mo sa'kin o sa ugali ko, leave. Okay? Who cares? Pati.. This is ME. Kung ayaw mo sakin, ayaw ko din sa'yo.:) Pati sino ka ba para pagsabihan ako? Okay, stop. Titigil na'ko. Ayaw ko nang palakihin pa 'to dahil nasasayang lang panahon ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon.. Nakatutuwa naman. Ka-text ko siya. Wah, hindi niyo kilala noh? Hindi "siya" ah.. Ay, si Aica kilala.:D Kumag ka talaga.. Kaya kita mahal eh.:) Ayun, kasi bigla siyang nag-miscall at syempre, nakakagimbal un. Wtf? Okay, nakakagulat. Haha! Basta un.. Nice meeting you nalang ulit.:D Wah, nabuhay ka!:) Haha! Aun na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Twelve ngayon! Aun naman.:D Happy 12th!:D Elllmoooo, Happy 12th!:D Hahaha! Un na.. Haha! Tapos,tapos.. Meron pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uy, oy.. Huwag niyo naman awayin si Anne. Okay? Wala naman siyang ginagawa sainyo eh.. Tska, kung ayaw niyo sakaniya, bakit niyo pa kailangan bisitahin blog niya? Ano, para mangaway? Suss. 'Wag na noh.:) Tska, hindi naman kayo kailangan ni bes eh.. May buhay siyang sarili at meron din naman kayo diba? Kaya wala nalang pong pakielamanan.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Ano pa ba? Ahh.. Sabi nga pala ng aking pinakamamahal na kaibigan na nagngangalang Anne.. Sheesh, Karola nalang.:D Aun nga, nagrereklamo.. At bakit daw ganon kaikli and stuff yung naisulat ko sakanya dati. Aun, aun.. Basta. Ay, masaya siyang kasamang manood ng Korean movies. Ay, nga pala.. Merong nahiram si inai na dvd, si Cholo yung bida. Yak, anjolog ko.:p pero maganda siya.:D Haha! Basta si Anne ang isa pa sa mga naka-tiyaga sa aking kasungitan.:D Mabait MINSAN. Haha!:)) Tapos, masaya kasama. Masayang kausap. Magalang MINSAN. Tapos un. FRANK. Wehh.. Haha! Tapos, ang tiyaga tiyaga maligo. Not. Haha! Ayaw ko na.:p Pwet ka kasi eh.. Nakatutuwa ka.:D Mahaaal kiita!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 12th!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111327380437895659?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111327380437895659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111327380437895659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111327380437895659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111327380437895659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111234137929995231</id><published>2005-04-02T07:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T16:47:53.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;Tsss. Kuya? Argh, spell hate. Tama, HATE. God, I hate him.:D (Sige, hulaan niyo na lang kung sinong kuya.. Basta, alam na namin kung sino xa) Ang kapal ng mukha niya. I mean, lahat ng mga relasyon posibleng matapos and obviously, malaki ang hinala kong one day, matatapos yung sa inyo. Tss, THINK.:D Napaglaruan ka lang. Gan'to yan eh.. Yung nangyari sa inyo, parang favor granted. Nanligaw ka, sinagot ka niya dahil nakakaawa ka. Poor you. Pati, hello? Hindi kaya siya yung nawalan! HINDI. Look, masmasaya siya ngayong wala ka na. Nakakasakal ka na. Napakademanding pa! Tsss. I know you'd hate me for this but who cares? Wala kaming pakielam kung ano man kalabasan nito pero kasi, sobra ka na! I thought gusto mong maging friends parin kayo? Pero you know what, I think Anne made the right decision not to take you back as friends kasi ang freak mo. Loser. And if you think na kawalan 'to ni bes, think. Ok? THINK. She never cried when she ended up the relationship. She even felt happier. God, you're making her sick and making people around her sick as well. You're such a big jerk. Ewan ko ba kung bakit bait na baet ako sayo BEFORE pero i guess, lumabas na ang tunay na Kris. By the way, I want the silly "Kuya" and "Lil sis" thing stopped.:D Hearing it makes me want to puke. Argh, we really hate you. Onga pala, yung crush ni Anne, he's better than you. Way too better. Wala kang pang tapat sa kaniya so back off! Alam mo, wala samin yung problema, nasa'yo. Kung bakit ba kasi bigla kang sumulpot sa buhay ni Anne eh! FYI, her life's better now. Now that you're gone. To be frank, I never really liked you pero dahil kaibigan ko si Anne at dahil kaya kong tumanggap ng tao para sakanya, fine. Nakisama ako. Plastic. Okay, I know. Pero ginawa ko yun dahil ang alam ko, mahal ka talaga ni Anne. Pero. Hahaha! Ang galing! Hindi ka niya minahal ng totoo. Mind if I say, pampalipas oras? Oh god, don't cry. Pero seriously, pampalipas oras ka lang niya. I never thought na papatol siya sayo, mataas ang standards ni Anne sa mga lalake. Ts, itsura. Onga pala, alam mo ba na gumagawa at gumagawa kami ng paraan para hindi kayo magsama? Tama, kasi she hates it when she's with you. Sino ba namang hindi maiinis diba? Eeeepal ka kasi eh. Pati ano nanaman ba 'yang mga pinagsasasabi mo na himala na lang kung magkaron ulit siya ng bago. I mean, himala? Ang kuhpuhl ng mukha mo.. baka ikaw ang mahirapan makakuha. Anoh.. Ha! Pati for crying out loud, alam kong mejo mahirap para saiyo ang magisip pero sana, kahit for once lang.. try thinking. You'll see. Para naman matauhan ka na! Hindi ka niya minahal! Okay? Read that? Thank god. Now, start thinking.:D Ingat ka hah! Ts.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry for a not-so-good post today. Kailangan ko lang talagang maglabas ng sama ng loob para kay bes. Haha! Bes, alam kong masmahal mo na'ko ngayon.:D Arf. &lt;strike&gt;Nakakapikon na kasi. Amp. Nakapipikon talaga. Get lost, loser! Freak ka talaga.&lt;/strike&gt; Sana mabasa mo 'to.:D Wah, ikasasaya ko.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111234137929995231?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111234137929995231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111234137929995231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111234137929995231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111234137929995231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/04/tsss.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111233414946997005</id><published>2005-04-02T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T14:03:20.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was playing the "yarn game" awhile ago.. ALONE. (freak ba? Haha! Corny nga eh.. Hindi matino. DUH!) Anyone familiar? I really don't know what that game's name is or how to call it but ABAKADA (at least for A and KA) named it the ''yarn gam'' because OBVIOUSLY, to play it, you'll need a yarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. Playing it alone made me sick. Sick, for it made me look like a freak while playing it and figuring out how i'd be able to go to the "next step". Sick-er dahil it made me miss or atleast remember certain people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) ABA-DA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) JANNAH- My playmate! Madalas kong kalaro nito.. We are the culprit for naming it the "yarn game". I miss how she would blame me for "ruining" the nice flow of the game. Gets? (If not, try reading it again. And again. And again.) At first kasi hindi kami talaga marunong so we'd likely be doing the same thing over and over. Nagmamarunong kasi kami, tsong.:D Tapos kapag may biglang lalabas na hindi namin alam, emergency call na. Haha! Emergency ba ito. Un nga, kasi we'll call someone (who obviously knows how to play it) to teach us how to do the next thing. Rrright, next thing eh? Amp. Naalala ko rin tuloy nung naglalaro kami ni Jah tapos hindi namin napansin na nagbell na at nasa loob na si Ms. Par (Haha, close kami.:p) tapos parang si Miss, "Jannah, Dominique.. Bell na. Pila na kayo sa labas. *tinignan ang ginagawa namin* Ano ba 'yan, mga bata lang alam kong naglalaro niyan eh. Ladies na kayo. Haha! Sige na.. Pila na.:D" Funny. Buti hindi mainit ulo ni Miss.:p Tapos sa t'wing makikita niya kaming may hawak na yarn, maninita. Pero pa-joke.:D Haha! Gusto ko ring i-kiss yung cheeks ni Jah.:D Wah!:D Nooow. Haha! Ok, sa EK nalang.:D Labo.:p Basta, alam na namin 'yun.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) DAISY- Ugh. I know we never played this game together.. BUT I do miss her. I miss how she'd bully me. BULLY!!! Haha! Wala sa laki ang pangbubully.:P HAHAHA! Pero kahit kasi bully siya at nabubully niya ako, mahal ko siya at mahal niya ako.:D Sa madaling sabi, mahal namin ang isa't isa.:D Daym. I miss you.:D Arf!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) MOOOYING- Tama, si Moo.:D Muying.:D Muriel.:D At syempre, si Dah!:D Right, I miss hugging her. My stick!:D HAHAHA! Payaaat! Nakakamiss yung sermon niya about *bleep*. At syempre, about being "straight". Hah, onti nalang Dah.:D Diba nga ni-draw mo pa yun para sakin.:) Haha! Ok, tapos anlakas ng mga trip nito! SOBRA. Ang lakas mangtrip. Tsssk. Sus, magsama kayo ni Mica.:p Haha! *sigh* Gusto kong yakapin ka-birthday ko (noh Mica? Haha!) Ay, ang galing nito maglaro ng "yarn game"! Sobra! Magka-level kami. Haha! Feeling. Joke. Hindi, ang galing niya talaga! Alam na niya mga susunod na gagawin without telling her what. I mean, nakakagulat, Woo, Expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) MICA- Si Babes.:D (Weh, ako lang daw Babes niya.. Tss, ang dami mo ngang Babes eh. Tssk.:p) Siya ang nakasama ko sa t'wing iiyak ako. Siya din naman minsan ang dahilan kung bakit may pumapapatak na luha sa mata ko. Paranoia kasi ni Monique.:p Ok, naglalaro din kami nito pero bihira. Haha! Sobrang nakakamiss yung tawa nito. Ung sermon niya. Ung pagkatao niya. Nagiisa siya. Kakaiba. Walang kapantay. Totoong tao at Totoong kaibigan. Mismo. Siya ang taong nakilala ko na walang itinagong kung ano. (Gets? Kasi ako hindi ko gets.:p) Sobrang totoo siya kaya hindi niya kinailangang magpanggap na kung sino para lang matanggap ng mga tao. Masaya siyang kasama kaya maya't maya hinahanap hanap ko. (Drama na pala.:p) Aliw siya. Benta. Siya ang isa sa mga taong nagtiyaga sa mga kasungitan ko. Ang dami ko nang natutunan sa t'wing makakasama ko siya. Siya ang taong nagtiyagang maglakad kasama ko. Tama, si Mica. Malakas din ito mangtrip pero dapat walang pikunan hah? Ok, hindi kumpleto ang mundo ni Monique kung wala siya. Si Mica ang isa sa mga taong bumubuo ng pagikot ng mundo ni Monique. Si Mica din ang taong nagpadagdag kulay sa mundo ni Monique. Tama, iba pa lang yan sa mga nagawa niya sa mundo ni Monique. Basta. Mica, mahal kita.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) KARO- Haha! Araw-araw na tayong magkausap eh.. I love you nalang.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) AICA- Damn, sobra! Ugh, naglaro na ba tayo nito? Haha! Aun nga, I miss my baby.:D Sorry kung bihira na 'kong magkwento sayo ah? Masyado ka na kasing pre-occupied with things baka makaabala lang ako at baka maging dagdag sa mga problema mo.. Basta, andito lang ako. Handang makinig sayo. Laging pakatandaan, Mahal kita.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) ALEX- Right, I miss Alex. Why? Kasi we've played this game together na at her cousin's house. Naalala ko tuloy how she asked me, "Favorite mo ba 'tong larong 'to?" and how she laughed the moment I stopped playing it parang kasi sa tono ng pananalita niya, nakukulitan na siya sakin dahil kanina pa talaga kami naglalaro nun that time tapos I wouldn't want to stop pa. Hay. Taaapos, nahawakan niyo na ba kamay niya? Lentak, ang saya hawakan.:D Haha! Gripoooo.:D Pero seryoso, masaya yung pagka-gripo nung kamay niya. Okay, enough with the word "gripo". Tama, pasmado siya.:D Pero kasi, merong mga tao na nakakailang yung pagka-pasma nung mga kamay nila.. Pero yung kay Alex, kakaiba talaga. Sobrang matutuwa ka.:D Naiintindihan niyo ba ako? Hindi? Oo? Ah gan'to, hawakan niyo nalang kamay niya.:D Tama diba?:D Pero.. Walang kokontra! Amppp. Malabo ba? Basta, gets na namin/ng iba 'yun.:D Tama ba yung sinabi ko? Labo.:D Ooookay, 6_55.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) SARAH- We never played this game together but one thing's for sure, I miss her. I don't know why.. Ok, maybe I know why. We used to talk, text each other or whatsoever. Basta may communication. Pero ngayon, wala na. I think she would rather not talk to me. Ouch. Amp. Pero may magagawa pa ba si Monique? Walaaaa. Ok, This is making me sick-er-er. Mga pauso ko talaga.. Kanina sick-er lang, ngayon.. Sick-er-er na. Hmp. Sayang yung dati. Ugh, yung friendship. Yung lahat lahat. Basta, malabo diba? Oh malabo para sa iba. Mahirap kasing i-explain. Pati, hindi ito ang tamang lugar. Diba, diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) MOOKIE- Hi. Yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama na nga. Nakakasakit naman ng ulo. Basta ganun. Bigla ko nalang naalala yung pitong taong 'yun. Hah, ilan ulit? Joke. Okay, shiyatap na Monique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao. Mahal ko kayong lahat. Kung sino man kayo.:D Ingat. Labooo.:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111233414946997005?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111233414946997005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111233414946997005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111233414946997005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111233414946997005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-was-playing-yarn-game-awhile-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111192905019866509</id><published>2005-03-28T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T21:10:50.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tsss. Asarrrrr. ASAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was typing a post for my blog kanina. Mahaba na siya. Guess what happened.. Wala, Nag-off bigla yung laptop. Jusko. Bwisetttt. Mahaba na yun kaya! Ayan, wala nako sa mood magkwento. Jusko, Ang dami ko na kayang nakwento dun. RARRRRRRRRRR. Peste!!! Magkaibigan nga kami ni Karo. Punyeta, kabadtrip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan, sobra.. Ewan. Wala na talaga ako sa mood magkwento. As in, wala. Wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sasabihin ko nalang na binago ko yung banner ko. I was the one who made it. So, sorry nalang kung hindi siya kagandahan. Hindi pa'ko kasing galing ni Karo eh. Siya talaga ang magaling sa mga ganiyan eh. Pero if ever gusto niyo ung old one better, I can change it naman eh. Un nga lang, sasabihin niyo para malaman ko. Ok lang sakin. Basta ah, feel free. Ayaw ko lang kasing mabulok 'yung nagawa ko sa computer eh. Ok,ok? Thankies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, sayang talaga yung dapat kong post. I mean, ARRRRGH! Leche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto na muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baka bukas nasa mood nako ikwento lahat. Pero, not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-ta. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111192905019866509?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111192905019866509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111192905019866509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111192905019866509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111192905019866509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/tsss.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111192843004442314</id><published>2005-03-28T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T21:15:11.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="My inner child is six years old today" src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jsimner/1062440296_six.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;My inner child is six years old!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;Look what I can do! I can walk, I can run, I can&lt;br /&gt;read! I like to do stuff, and there's a whole&lt;br /&gt;big world out there to do it in. Just so long&lt;br /&gt;as I can take my blankie and my Mommy and my&lt;br /&gt;three best friends with me, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jsimner/quizzes/How%20Old%20is%20Your%20Inner%20Child?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How Old is Your Inner Child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111192843004442314?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111192843004442314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111192843004442314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111192843004442314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111192843004442314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-inner-child-is-six-years-old-look.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111181892230228935</id><published>2005-03-27T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T15:18:10.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer can be so boring. Undergraduates, like me, already had their summer since Tuesday, this week. In my opinion, it is starting to be boring. I don't know if it is just because of me or what, but this sucks big time. I can't spend another day without doing anything and without seeing him. Argh, I am starting to hate my summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My summer vacations are usually spent with the word F-U-N but it seems like that word doesn't fit my vacation this time. I know I am being too lazy to do something this summer but I really can't help it. I mean, being lazy. Summer's boring and I am getting lazier as days pass. Woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, every summer, my mom would enroll us to an art class but I don't think I would let her enroll me into another boring art lessons again even if it wouldn't be THAT boring anymore for we are already doing oil painting on canvas but no way am I going to be with my brothers again and do those &lt;strike&gt;old&lt;/strike&gt; crap. Kidding. Malay mo, baka kainin ko lang mga sinabi ko.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amp. This time, I am thinking of getting into some guitar lessons. I really can't do that "home study" thing. It's making me crazy. I really appreciate how Anne would try to teach me more about guitars and stuff but I am not that confident to strum whatever that is that she's teaching me without knowing if I am strumming the guitar the right way. Oo, alam ko na sasabihin nila, "Paano ka namin matuturuan kung ayaw mo iparinig samin yung natutugtog mo.", "Paano namin matatama yung mali mo kung ayaw mo iparinig samin yung pnplay mo." O kaya naman, "Paano ko matuturo sayo yung right strumming kung hindi mo pinaparinig kung paano ka mag-strum." Sus. Kaya nga kailangan ko ng isang tao na makakapagturo talaga sakin. I mean, yung talagang pwedeng nasa tabi ko para turuan ako. I know I am depending too much on someone pero when it comes with studying the guitar alone, don't count on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, boring summer, not being with him, laziness and lack of confidence. Rarrr. This is getting worse. I am really starting to hate my summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I am thinking about AFC. Mica invited me to join pero ganun din, aside from being too lazy, natatakot ako. (ulit?) Rarr. This is freaking me out. Naiinis nako sa sarili ko. I am scared to join for I don't have any skills when it comes with soccer. &lt;strike&gt;I think?&lt;/strike&gt; Okay, I know, na kaya ako sasali para maturuan pero, hello? Ah basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph, gimiks. Jan, ok ako. I can go out anytime. Haha! Without getting lazy and scared. Rarr. Depende nalang sa mga makaksama ko pati sa pupuntahan. I want to swim. I want to be with him. I want to enjoy my time with him. Gimik with him! rarr. Ang saya nun!:D Basta, I want to go out! Boring masyado sa bahay. Un naman, lumabas nanaman ang salitang,"BORING."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, two novels. We are required to read two novels for summer. Ok, fine. No big deal. Ok lang sakin ang magbasa but make sure it'll be worthy of my time. Sana maayos yung storya. Sana maganda kahit papano. Kung matino, then it's fine.:D no problemo.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonding with my family.:D yay!:D jologs ba? Not. I would really want to spend more of my time with my family. Why? Just because. Haha!:D kung alam niyo lang ang hirap na ng napagdaanan ko dahil sa mga family problems na 'yan. Rarr, it sucks. Ha, salamat na lamang sa aking mga kaibigan na laging andyan.:D love you guys!:D yun nga, dahil sa mga away away na mga 'yan, bihira na kami lumabas. I mean, did you get what I mean? Labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tralalalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class Party. Guys, kelan 'to? Sana soon.:D The sooner, the better.:D yehey, bonding!:D saan ba? Club Manila East?:D (Mica, Club Taytay East.:p ang baho. hahaha!:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer Job. Un naman, sa sobrang katamaran ko, matutuloy ko pa ba 'to? Parang ayaw ko atang gumising ng kay aga. Rarr. Sorriah. &lt;strike&gt;TAMAD. TAMAD, TAMAD! TAAAMAD!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One things for sure, gusto ko pang manood ng Korean movies. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt;. Shit, jologs nanaman ba? Sorry.. pero trust me, sobrang ang gaganda.:D I mean, hindi mo na maiisip ung hassle ng pagbabasa ng subtitiles at ng pagnonood at the same time sa sobrang ganda ng mga mapapanood mo. The movies are SO- worth it. SOBRA. thanks to Anne for introducing me to Korea's movie industry. Rarr. Niiiice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what else? Ah, "Kuya" and Anne broke up. AGAIN. i really can't do anything about it. I really can't tell stories about what happened and at the same time can't spill what had caused this. Maybe I don't have the right to inform people what happened. Rrright, I really don't have the right. Nothing, really. It's their story so I'd let them do the telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe my summer isn't THAT boring. If only &lt;strike&gt;fate&lt;/strike&gt; would give me or Anne the chance to see THEM. the six of them, then it wouldn't be boring. AT ALL. How i wish. Oh, i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, just MORE fun. F-U-N. yeah, you've read it right.:D FUN.:D Fun in whatever ways. Basta, Fun then I will be fine.:D More! MORE! Haay. Maybe fun is to spend more time with him. Get what I want. Have Havaianas. Chucks. New Happy Feet. An Elmo stuffed doll. New Flips (the ones from Bayo's nice.:D). Spend time with certain people. New phone (Rarr!). New Watch. Raarr, ang dami na ata. Haaay. Basta, un na un. Pero.. PLEASE, please make my summer fun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, it seems like you're near, but.. not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111181892230228935?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111181892230228935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111181892230228935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111181892230228935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111181892230228935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/summer-can-be-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111180314312330488</id><published>2005-03-27T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T14:42:45.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;boring. boring. boring. boring. boring. boring. boring. boring. boring. boring. boring.&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111180314312330488?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111180314312330488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111180314312330488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111180314312330488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111180314312330488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/boring.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111172778672073553</id><published>2005-03-26T05:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T13:41:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just woke up. rarrr. naiwan pa'ko sa bahay.. umalis sila. amp. &lt;strike&gt;masama mangiwan&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. kahapon. ugh, kagabi.. naka-chat ko si &lt;a href="http://nellaaddict.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;janella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. nakakatuwa siya. nakilala ko siya dati dahil nagbbadminton siya then i noticed may kamukha siya. *tatatadan* &lt;strike&gt;si divine&lt;/strike&gt;. tama, mejo magkamukha sila.:D ayun, mabait siya. nakakatuwa. tapos.. siya na si tsong.:D tama.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nellaaddict03.blogspot.com"&gt;tsong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang kati.. rarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ts, nakakamiss si &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELMO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.:( rarrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahal kita ulit.:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111172778672073553?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111172778672073553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111172778672073553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111172778672073553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111172778672073553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-just-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111158370299913256</id><published>2005-03-24T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T10:34:39.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>huling pagkikita sa loob ng ilang buwan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..oras ng pamamaalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(rar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/f17d6559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanta ng aming pangkat. ang I-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/e81026b3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako. angel. daisy. jah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/fb845042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakita niyo ung nakasilip? si angel un. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/bfd61790.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abakada. da, anong meron? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/56c276b2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abakada.:D i'll miss you guys!:D haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/9b1b1ce8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa labas ng kwarto ng I-2. aww.. umuuwi na sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/b1fa8cbd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang gulo. magulo na ba 'yan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/tatlosabanyo.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/d6e304f6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa banyo. eek.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/ce110c4f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge, tama 'yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay, tulang gawa nila anne at ng kaniyang itay para sa'kin.:D awww.. not. joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONIQUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Paul and Karola Vitug&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merong kaibigan ang aking anak&lt;br /&gt;Laging masama ang kaniyang balak&lt;br /&gt;Siya si Monique&lt;br /&gt;Pero wag ka, hindi siya biik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya ay laging tulog&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mabubulabog ng napakalakas na kulog&lt;br /&gt;Wag kang tumawag sa kaniya ng alas-diyes&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sa mga oras na to, hindi siya bihis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pajama?&lt;br /&gt;Ano pa ba, yun ang favorite outfit niya!&lt;br /&gt;Mapapahiya sa kaniya&lt;br /&gt;Mga sikat na fashionista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko makalimutan ang tawa niya&lt;br /&gt;Na parang bungisngis ng san-dosenang demonyita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya si Monique&lt;br /&gt;Uulitin ko, hindi siya biik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai, nung last day.. meron akong hindi nakasama. rarr. si mica isa na. iba kasama niya eh. nagtampo daw. yaaaaaak.:p pati si elmo. pati si.. ewan. labo. basta. parang wala ako sa mood magkwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero masaya naman ako today kasi nakasama ko si bes pati si alex dun sa tahanan nila anne. tama.:D nanood kami ng mga magagandang korean movies. jologs ba? pero magaganda.:D kung meron lang talaga kaming sapat na oras para mapanood ung pitong mga pelikulang mga iyon, papanoorin namin. sige alex, tanungin mo ulit pinsan mo kung ilan.:p sasagutin narin kita.. pito. haha! anyhow. un nga.. masaya. nung una hindi nagsasalita ung pinsan ni karo pero tabihan lang at un. labo. basta. kailangan lang kausapusapin. labo. shoot. nanood kami nung windstruck. onti nalang, maiiyak na'ko pero ayaw ko ngang manlibre ng mcdo.:p haha! nabasa mo un,karo? ayaw.:p haha! so tuwing iisipin kong manlilibre ako pag may luhang pumatak sa mata ko, bumabalik ung luha ko sa mata ko. nyoknyok. tas un, naglaro kami ni alex ng "yarn game".. pero hindi yarn ginamit namin. haha. eh kasi si karo hindi mo mabulabog sa pagbabasa ng subtitles eh.:p haha! ang damot ko kanina sa telepono ko.. si karo kasi hiniheram tas hindi ko pinapakita. wala namang masyadong laman un, masyado lang.. ewan. bano na kasi ng telepono ko eh. linaitlait pa kanina. haha! mapapalitan ko rin un. hintay ka lang,karo.:D un nga, hinawaan pati ako ni alex ng gripo niya. yak, pasmado kasi. (nakakahawa na pala un?:p) marami pa 'kong mga istorya eh. basta, masaya today. sobra. ngayon lang ulit kasi kami nagsama ni karo. si bes. pati si alex, hindi ko kasi nakasama nung last day. bassta. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111158370299913256?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111158370299913256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111158370299913256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111158370299913256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111158370299913256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/huling-pagkikita-sa-loob-ng-ilang.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111141301212939366</id><published>2005-03-22T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T10:58:13.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/asawako.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako pati si jah.:D sorry jah.. ilabyu.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/withja.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat asawa.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/bes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bes.:D mahalkita!:D salamat pati!:D ikaw lang si BES!;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ILOVEYOU..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/niquemakulit/elmo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAHAL kita!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;..&lt;strong&gt;ELMO&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!:D&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/9455980-111141301212939366?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111141301212939366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111141301212939366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111141301212939366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111141301212939366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/ako-pati-si-jah.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111060942853245575</id><published>2005-03-13T06:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T14:37:08.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>natutuwa na ako sa mga kantang nakatutuwa. nyeh. haha. nakakaaddict. nyok,nyok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magppost ako ng iilan.:D haha.:)) para masaya.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kulang na kulang ba~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tuwing magkasama&lt;br /&gt;Parang bale wala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nagmumukhang hangin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumaang bale wala&lt;br /&gt;Ni &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ayaw mong hawakan aking kamay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kulang na kulang ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hindi pa ba sapat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Inubos kong lahat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Panahon ko sa iyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Anong gagawin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Di mo pinapansin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Etong damdamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Aking Paglalambing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan ako'y nakahalata&lt;br /&gt;Ika'y tulala&lt;br /&gt;Malalim ang iniisip&lt;br /&gt;Malayo ang tingin&lt;br /&gt;Aking nalaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nabaling sa iba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ang nilalaman ng iyong damdamin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kulang na kulang ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hindi pa ba sapat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inubos kong lahat&lt;br /&gt;Panahon ko sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anong gagawin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Di mo pinapansin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Etong damdamin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aking Paglalambing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buong magdamag, nag-isip kung bakit&lt;br /&gt;Paanong nangyari, ito sa akin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ayaw mo na pala, ba't di mo sinabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nagsawa ka na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, paano na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at isa pa.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two.one.four~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(para kay &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ELMO&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am i real?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the words i speak before you&lt;br /&gt;Make you feel&lt;br /&gt;That the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love i have for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Will see no ending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;look into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you should know&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you have nothing here to doubt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing to fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can lay your questions down&lt;br /&gt;'cause if you'll hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can fade into the night &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you'll know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world could die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything may lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;you shall not cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause &lt;em&gt;time may pass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But longer than it'll last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'll be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gently&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; close your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you could understand&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's no greater love tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Than what i've for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you feel the same way for me&lt;br /&gt;Then let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We can journey to a garden no one knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is short&lt;/span&gt;, my darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tell me that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we can fade into the night&lt;br /&gt;And you'll know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world could die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And everything may lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you won't cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause time may pass&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything won't last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll be by your side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Forever by your side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;em&gt;you won't cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na muna.:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111060942853245575?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111060942853245575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111060942853245575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111060942853245575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111060942853245575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/natutuwa-na-ako-sa-mga-kantang.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111059445985651739</id><published>2005-03-13T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T11:41:13.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>akala ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..TOTOO xa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagkalat ako sa aming eskwelahan kahapon. tama. hindi ko inakalang kakayanin kong sugurin ang isa sa mga (naging?) kaibigan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anak ng tokwa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;backstabber.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;backstabbing&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;betrayal (as by a verbal attack against one not present) especially by a false friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa siyang.. isa siyang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOKWA! labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un. inakala kong totoo xa. mabait xa. un nga lang, malamang, dumadaan kami sa mga pagsubok. hindi ko na siya madalas kinakausap. kasi malamang, hindi ko gusto ang ibang mga katangian niya. tama. gusto ko sana siyang kausapin para maituwid niya ang mga ugali niyang ayaw ko. ngunit, akong si takot, hindi kinaya. masyado siyang pa-baby. which is, HINDI bagay sakaniya. sobra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i got so fed with her. hindi ko kinaya na pati ang mga matatalik kong kaibigan (na akala ko'y kasundo niya) ay binabastos na niya. kung ayaw niya sa kanila, sa akin, bakit ayaw niyang sabihin samin ng harap harapan? kailan pang manggaling sa iba. kailanggan pang magsabi siya ng kung ano ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung ayaw niya samin, ABA! mas ayaw namin sa kaniya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan tuloy, nasugod ko siya kahapon. pinalabas ko siya ng bus niya ta ngusap kami. usap nga ba 'yon kung sumisigaw ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos, pinangaralan pa niya ako na ang pagbbackstab ay ang pagkakalat ng mga istoryang hindi totoo. parang ako, pota, anong year ka na? tapos lahat ng mga nakitsismis, sabi.. "alam mo, *******, ang pagbabackstab ung ganito,ganyan" tapos parang ako, galit na galit pero nagluluha. kasi naman, sa club, kasama ko pa siya.. tapos biglang malalaman ko na andami niyang pinagsasasabi. porket bad influence daw ako sa mga tao. e leche, tinuruan ko pa siya sa pinoi, tapos kinomfort ko pa siya nung umiiyak siya dahil irresponsible siya. tapos.. tapos, gan'to igaganti niya? josko, hirap na hirap na nga ako magtiyaga sakanya tapos gagantuhin niya ako.. kung manlait siya ng tao.. sige nga, magsayaw siya! baka magmukha lang siyang dancing lechon dun sa kalye ah! parang siya, deny pa ng deny na hindi daw niya sinabi ung mga inisa isa kong pangbabackstab niya SAMIN (takenote, samin.. marami kaming bnabackstab niya) pero nung huli, inamin din niyang sinabi niya ung mga un. tapos sosorry sorry. ano un, ganon nalang kadali? hah? aba, masaya siya! misscall pa ng misscall.. ABALA! tapos, sinabihan pa akong "pwede ba! 'wag kang sumigaw kasi hindi ako bingi!" pakshet xa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainako. ewan ko ba kung bakit ko pa yun pinagaaksayahan ng oras. a waste of time. true firend daw.. HELL &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nalaman ko lang.. as of 10:59 (?) ng umaga, nalaman kong merong may akalang galit ako sa kaniya, hindi ah!:D ikaw paaa.:D hahaha.:)) pero un, buti nalang naayos.:D kasi nakakailang nga naman. labo. un naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un nga, ansakit ng aking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, i have! rarrrrrrr. (pati pala un sinasabi na?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.:)) tapos alam niyo ba, sabi niyang pinagplanuhan namin ng aking asawa ung pagabsent namin. tapos nagabsent daw kami dahil hindi pa namin tapos ung tasks for english. FYI lang *******, natapos ko 'yun! kasalanan ko ba kung nagkasakit ako? hah? sorriah. pati, hindi ako tulad mo na gagawa at gagawa ng excuses para lang makatakbo at para lang makatago sa mga responsibilities ko. alam ko kung ano ano ang mga priorities ko. at pwede ba, ung asawa ko, may choice kung gustong sumama sakin o hindi. hindi ko siya pinilit sumama sakin sa rp. ngayon, kung ayaw naman niyang pumunta sa rp, hindi siya pupunta. duh. ankapal talaga ng mukha mo. leche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. ayaw ko na. tama na. tama na talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si ELMO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ELMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hello.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labo.:D kyuties, rhyming!:D hahahaha.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoooot, answeet ni elmo na hindi. oo na hindi na hindi na oo. anak ng, anlabo ko nanaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para kay &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ELMO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiinis na ako sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;bakit mo ba ako ginaganito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikaw ba ay naguguluhan&lt;br /&gt;sa 'king tunay na nararamdaman sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ano pa bang dapat na gawin pa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa 'king pananamit at pananalita&lt;br /&gt;upang iyong mapagbigyang pansin&lt;br /&gt;aking paghanga at pagtingin sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wag mo na sana akong pahirapan pa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;kung ayaw mo sa 'kin ay sabihin mo na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wag mo na sana akong ipaasa sa wala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;oo na mahal na kung &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;mahal kita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ano pa bang dapat na gawin ko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;upang malaman mo ang nadarama ko &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;upang iyong mapagbigyang pansin &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aking paghanga at pagtingin sa iyo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wag mo na sana akong pahirapan pa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kung ayaw mo sa 'kin ay saihin mo na&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wag mo na sana akong ipaasa sa wala&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oo na mahal na kung mahal kita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo na mahal na kung &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mahal kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;~wag mo na sana-parokya ni edgar~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;wala lang.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HELLO&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thatissocrissie.blogspot.com"&gt;MARICRIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111059445985651739?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111059445985651739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111059445985651739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111059445985651739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111059445985651739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/akala-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111019791384841895</id><published>2005-03-08T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:18:33.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;iWan kaYo ng &lt;strong&gt;mEnsahe&lt;/strong&gt; sA &lt;strong&gt;TAgbOard&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paTi,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pWedenG pwede kAyo &lt;strong&gt;mAgtanoNg &lt;/strong&gt;ng kUng ano sA &lt;strong&gt;qUestioN boX&lt;/strong&gt;.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SALAMAT!:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-111019791384841895?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111003665974592271</id><published>2005-03-06T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T23:43:28.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;para &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SA'YO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; SA'YO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SA'YO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(TaMa, IKAW!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm sorry for the way that i did to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm sorry for the thought and how i hurt you girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm sorry on the first day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry on the second day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry for the things i did&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry for the things i said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry for the lies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry for the times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that i didn't get you what you want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that i didn't get you what you like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what can i do to tell you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that i'm sorry babe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~i'm sorry2004~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl i think that you're truly somethin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and you're, you're every bit of a dream come true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with you baby, it never rains and it's no wonder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sun always shines when i'm near you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's just a blessing that i have found somebody like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to think of all the nights i've cried myself to sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you really oughtta know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how much you mean to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's only right that you be in my life &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right here with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;~everytime i close my eyes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was i out of my head? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was i out of my mind? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how could i have ever been so blind? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was waiting for an indication &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was hard to find&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't matter what i say only what i do &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i never mean to do bad things to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so quiet but i finally woke up &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you're sad then it's time you spoke up too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~out of my head~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kamusta na?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nandyan ka pa ba?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wala na yatang magagawa kundi tumawa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nandyan pa ba mga ala-ala&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ang tanging bagay na naiwan sa 'ting dalawa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nakita ko na lahat ito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pinahihiwatig ng mata mo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;salamat na lamang sa iyo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;~mata~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;minsan hindi ko maintindihan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parang ang buhay natin ay napagtitripan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;medyo malabo yata ang mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;binanbasura ng iba &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ang syang pinapangarap ko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;~halaga~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl i'll stay through the bad times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even if i have to fetch you everyday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll get by if you smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you can never be too happy in this life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~with a smile~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sO&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sOr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU &lt;/strong&gt;for avoiding me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU &lt;/strong&gt;for pointing out my mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU &lt;/strong&gt;for getting mad at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;now, can you &lt;strong&gt;ACCEPT &lt;/strong&gt;my sincer&lt;strong&gt;EST &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APOLOGY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so i can &lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;FORGIVING ME?&lt;/strong&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/9455980-111003665974592271?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111003665974592271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111003665974592271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111003665974592271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111003665974592271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/para-sayo-sayo-at-sayo-tama-ikaw-im.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-111003331899601866</id><published>2005-03-06T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T23:40:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;PARA SA`YO: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;alam mo naman kung sino ka, diba?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many times did i pray you'd find me&lt;br /&gt;how many wishes on a star&lt;br /&gt;gazing off into the dark&lt;br /&gt;dreaming i'd see your face&lt;br /&gt;safe at home unafraid&lt;br /&gt;captured in your embrace&lt;br /&gt;so many times when my heart was broken&lt;br /&gt;visions of you would keep me strong&lt;br /&gt;you were with me all along&lt;br /&gt;guiding my every step&lt;br /&gt;you are all that I am&lt;br /&gt;and i'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;it was you who first believed&lt;br /&gt;in all that i was made to be&lt;br /&gt;it was you looking in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;you held my hand&lt;br /&gt;and showed me life&lt;br /&gt;and I've never been the same&lt;br /&gt;since you first believed&lt;br /&gt;there were times&lt;br /&gt;when I'd thought I'd lost you&lt;br /&gt;fearing forever was a dream&lt;br /&gt;but it wasn't what it seemed&lt;br /&gt;placing your hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;you could see in the dark&lt;br /&gt;you were guiding my heart&lt;br /&gt;it was you who first believed&lt;br /&gt;in all that i was made to be&lt;br /&gt;it was you looking in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;you held my hand&lt;br /&gt;and you showed me life&lt;br /&gt;and i've never been the same&lt;br /&gt;since you first believed&lt;br /&gt;how many times did i pray&lt;br /&gt;you'd find me&lt;br /&gt;how many wishes on a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;tahimik lang ako 'pag andiyan ka. walang kibo 'pag katabi ka na. sumusulyap lang 'pag malapit ka na. naiinis ka na sakin kasi akala mo bale wala ka sakin, 'di mo lang alam.. "natatakot lang akong mawala ka!"-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i was finally getting over you, believing we were never meant to be. i thought i moved on, i was walking away with my head up high thinking i wasn't gonna fall but then u had to smile and ruin it all!-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-masakit sumuko sa bagay na matagal mong ipinaglaban. sa isang iglap lang parang bulang mawawala.. pero sa sarili mo alam mong kaya mo lumaban. ang masakit, laban ka ng labang pero tang-- sinuko ka na pala!-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh,enough! may ginawa kaming mali ng asawa ko today. tsss. pero okay lang. medyo gumaan loob ko. un nga lang nung tumagal, sumakit ulo ko pati parang umiikot mundo ko. so.. gets niyo na kung ano ginawa namin? tsssk. hay, takas lang un! OBVIOUSLY. pero kung hindi niyo parin ma-gets. sos, slow kayo!:p hahahaha.:)) anyhow, sobrang badtrrrip. potek. ainakooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;salamat at SALAMAT kay &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesocialanimal.blogspot.com"&gt;ANNE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; para sa qbox ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUONG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blog ko!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;m&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G kA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H?:D saLamAT!:D&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/9455980-111003331899601866?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/111003331899601866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=111003331899601866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111003331899601866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/111003331899601866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/para-sayo-alam-mo-naman-kung-sino-ka.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110999708164623397</id><published>2005-03-06T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:50:35.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey. nananaman?</title><content type='html'>1.What is it about you that people don't really notice?-- &lt;strong&gt;ung ako. engk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do people commonly mistake you for?--&lt;strong&gt; snob. masungit. pero minsan masungit talaga ako.. pero. gets? minsan.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you insecure?--&lt;strong&gt; ugh, depende.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you're attractive-- &lt;strong&gt;tralalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you find it easy to trust people?- &lt;strong&gt;not really. seryoso. medyo mahirap minsan&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you have a really big secret?-- &lt;strong&gt;now? uh, wala.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;7. If yes, how many people have you told about it?-- &lt;strong&gt;wala akong sikreto.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How are you when you get mad?-- &lt;strong&gt;iiyak. tapos magdadabog. tapos maglalabas ng galit sa mga tao. tapos, mamamalo. basta. depende kung galit talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you do when you're bored?-- &lt;strong&gt;inet. survey. haha. blog narin ngayon. tapos music. tv. (lahat na pala) kumain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you enjoy doing nothing?-- &lt;strong&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you comfortable in being alone?-- &lt;strong&gt;depende sa mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you think watching the sunset or thestars is fun?-- &lt;strong&gt;oyeah! stars pati sunset!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you like the rain?-- &lt;strong&gt;sure.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What can you say about poetry?-- &lt;strong&gt;nice. labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you a phone person?--&lt;strong&gt; opo. pero ngayon, hindi na masyado. basta kung may tumawag.. pero kapag ako tatawag, bihira.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you find it easy to express how youfeel?-- &lt;strong&gt;minsan. minsan naman, quiet lang. labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;17. What song best describes how you feel?--&lt;strong&gt; now? happy, shalala..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What impossible thing do you want to doright now?-- &lt;strong&gt;skydive. as if.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is missing in your life right thismoment?-- &lt;strong&gt;SIYA! shoot. kasi naging malabo. tapos medyo nagkakalabuan LALO. ts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. aRe you happy with the way things aregoing in your lovelife?-- &lt;strong&gt;meron ba? kung meron.. hindi. sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. r u sure?-- &lt;strong&gt;oo. malabo kasi kami ngayon. labo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110999708164623397?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110999708164623397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110999708164623397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110999708164623397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110999708164623397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/survey-nananaman.html' title='survey. nananaman?'/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110993990158680209</id><published>2005-03-05T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T20:58:20.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. name:-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. single or taken:--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. birthday:--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;oktubre.twentyseven.1990.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. zodiac sign:--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;scorpio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. elementary:--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;montessori. aa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. highschool:--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;aa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. college:--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. email add:--- &lt;a href="mailto:nique_kulit@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nique_kulit@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. shoe size:-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;depends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. right or left handed:--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;rytie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================================&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;f_a_s_h_i_o_n__s_t_u_f_f&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. where is ur favorite place to shop?--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. have any tattoos or piercings?-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;no tattoos. peircing, dalawa sa kaliwa. isa sa kanan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. favorite clothes you wear?--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;anything comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. what are your favorite shoes?-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. sandals?-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. what is the worst thing you've everbought?-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;iono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. what are you wearing right now?-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my uniform. (parin?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================================&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;~ Have you...~ &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Tried smoking?--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;no. bad,bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2.Taken drugs?--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;anong sagot dito jah? haha. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3.bungee jumped?-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Made yourself throw up?---&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. made yourself cry to get outta trouble?-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. fallen for your best friend?--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. been rejected?--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;iono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. rejected someone?--- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;iono. that's bad. dapat welcome lahat. labo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;specifics&gt;(wait, tinatamad na akong lagyan ng kulay mga sagot.:p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.type of shampoo?--- &lt;strong&gt;mane and tail. haha. ugh, ung bumubula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2. what are you listening to right now?----- &lt;strong&gt;with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3. who is the last person that called you?--- &lt;strong&gt;krung.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. how many of your buddies are online--- &lt;strong&gt;ng-sms nalang ako.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================================&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; ~Right now~ &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. listening to music of:--- &lt;strong&gt;with a smile nga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. thinking of...--- &lt;strong&gt;mga taong majal ko. kaibigan. pamilya. lahat&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;===================================&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; ~Do you believe in...~ &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Love:-- &lt;strong&gt;oo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2. Faith:--- &lt;strong&gt;minsan. hahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Yourself:--- &lt;strong&gt;minsan din. waaah&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ghosts:--- &lt;strong&gt;somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5. Angels:--- &lt;strong&gt;well, i have one. labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;==================================&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; ~Last 24hrs~ &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Worn jeans?-- &lt;strong&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2. Cleaned your room?-- &lt;strong&gt;not really. fixed my things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3. Cried?--- &lt;strong&gt;ugh. yeah&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. went out?--- &lt;strong&gt;school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;==================================&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; ~Love life~ &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Do you have a steady?-- &lt;strong&gt;steady? none. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2.Have a secret admirer?--- &lt;strong&gt;wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3. Do you have a Crush?-- &lt;strong&gt;opo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;===================================&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; ~choose one .. ~ &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blue or Yellow?--- &lt;strong&gt;blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2. Kiss or hug?---&lt;strong&gt; kiss and hug.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Summer or winter?--- &lt;strong&gt;summer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sunny or rainy?--- &lt;strong&gt;kahit both.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Chocolate or vanilla?--- &lt;strong&gt;chocolate and vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;6. Hanging out or chillin' out?--- &lt;strong&gt;both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;7. Music or TV?--- &lt;strong&gt;p'rehas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;8. Hamburger or Pizza?-- &lt;strong&gt;pizza. kasi naman ung ip nila marie eh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Smile or Laughing?--- &lt;strong&gt;parehas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;10. Sleeping or eating?--- &lt;strong&gt;both! DEFINITELY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;12. Silver or gold?--- &lt;strong&gt;silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;13. Good or bad (girl/boy)?---- &lt;strong&gt;good but bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang labo nung survey. isa pa nga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 1&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt; stick to one particular ex&lt;/strong&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends ba kayo ng ex mo?*** &lt;em&gt;ugh, i guess.. not. haha. ewan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maayos ba kayo nagbreak?*** &lt;em&gt;ugh, hindi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Naging masaya ka ba sa kanya?*** &lt;em&gt;un na. oo naman. sobra pa sa sobra. pero, PAST.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sa tingin mo naging masaya siya nung kayo pa?*** &lt;em&gt;i think. i hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namimiss mo ba siya?*** &lt;em&gt;un naman. ok lang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love mo pa?*** &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PAST!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musta naman lovelife mo ngayon? maybago ba?*** &lt;em&gt;ugh, malabo. i mean.. malabo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinihintay mo parin ba siya?*** &lt;em&gt;bakit pa? PAST IS PAST, PRESENT IS PRESENT.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Kung mahal mo siya, bat di mo balikan?*** &lt;em&gt;ang tanong, majal ko pa ba?;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;May bago bang bf/gf ex mo?*** &lt;em&gt;magkakaron?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagtagal ba kayo?*** &lt;em&gt;matagal tagal din yun ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natatakot ka na bang magmahal ulit??*** &lt;em&gt;oo. mejo. pero parang ung past kasi.. LESSONS na &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sakin. un na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Umaasa ka pa ba na may taong magmamahal sayo?*** &lt;em&gt;hindi umaasa. pero da&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=dating" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; yun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pano kung kayo rin ng ex mo in the future??*** &lt;em&gt;weh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galit ka ba sa kanya?*** &lt;em&gt;hindi naman. siguro nung nangyari un. pero tapos nanaman eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Wut if, one day sabihin niya na mahal ka paniya??*** &lt;em&gt;malay. edi un.. edi sinabi niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Nagawa mo na bang maghabol?*** &lt;em&gt;literal? hahaha. oo si daisy madalas magpahabol! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahahaha!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Nakikita mo pa ba ex mo???*** &lt;em&gt;i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Anong message mo sa kanya?*** &lt;em&gt;oy! goodluck sainyo ni... labo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. PAANO KUNG BIGLA KAYONG NAGKITA NG EX MO?*** &lt;em&gt;oh ngayon? edi nagkita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;02. SINO SA MGA EX MO ANG GUSTOMONG BALIKAN?*** &lt;em&gt;sino?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. BAKIT?***&lt;em&gt; bakit?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. PINAKILALA KA BA NG EX MO SA PARENTS NIYA?*** &lt;em&gt;nah-uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;05. BAKIT KAYO NAG-BREAK?*** &lt;em&gt;dahil ganon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;06. SA PALAGAY MO MINAHAL KA NG EX MO?***&lt;em&gt; i guess, i hope. sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;07. ANONG GUSTO MONG SABIHIN SA EX MONA NAGPAPARAMDAM PA RIN SA IYO?***&lt;em&gt; anong gusto mong sabihin ko sa'yo? labo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. BAKIT YUN ANG SINABI MO?*** &lt;em&gt;kasi gusto ko.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. PAANO KUNG AYAW KA NIYA TANTANAN?*** &lt;em&gt;as if. pero KUNG, ano naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10. OKAY LANG BA NA MAGING MAGKAIBIGAN KAYO NG EX MO?*** &lt;em&gt;ofcourse! bakit naman hindi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;11. MAY NAGING BEST FRIEND KA BA NANAGING GF/BF MO?*** &lt;em&gt;meron ba? wala naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;12. MASASABI MO BA SA SARILI MO NA NAGING MABUTI KANG GF/BF SA EX MO?*** &lt;em&gt;i guess, i hope. sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;13. NAGBAGO KA NA BA?*** &lt;em&gt;oo. and still changing..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;for the better naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;15. ILAN NA BA ANG NAPAIYAK MONG LALAKI/BABAE?*** &lt;em&gt;ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;16. INIYAKAN MO RIN BA SiLa?*** &lt;em&gt;oo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. PAANO KUNG YUNG GF/BF MO NAKIKIPAG-USAP PA RIN SA EX NIYA?*** &lt;em&gt;so? maybe they're friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;18. SELOSA/SELOSO KA BA?*** &lt;em&gt;depends. pero most of the time, hindi naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;19. BAKIT?*** &lt;em&gt;kasi ganon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** msg mo sa ex mo***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hi!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110993990158680209?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110993990158680209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110993990158680209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110993990158680209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110993990158680209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110993169509279437</id><published>2005-03-05T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T19:18:42.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang halos araw~araw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..nagkakatampuhan kami ng asawa ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk. pero nagkakabati din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay kahapon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may mga papel si ms. francisco na binigay samin, dun sa paper naun may mga questions.. na obviously, dapat sagutan. tapos, ung paper nakalagay sa classlist ng isang grade level. un naman. tapos parang ako tinignan ko ung likod ng paper ni dany.. tapos pagtingin ko dun, nakita ko.. "38 ******* *. ******" parang ako,"wooh, ansaya!:D" tapos pinapass ko kay jannah. parang si&lt;br /&gt;JANNAH: huh? para san 'to?&lt;br /&gt;AKO: sa likod.. sa likod!:D"&lt;br /&gt;JANNAH: *tinitignan ng mabuti* shit!:)) hahaha.:)) gupitin mo!:D&lt;br /&gt;AKO: gupitin mo.&lt;br /&gt;JANNAH: ikaw na.. wla akong scissors.&lt;br /&gt;AKO: ocge, akin na.. kinukuha na ni Dany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nung pinapass na pabalik.. na-curious mga tao.. parang sila.. "huh? bakit? dahil sa alexandra" parang ako, "huh? bakit naman? hindi noh!" tapos sila.. "anong meron? hindi ko ibabalik 'to!" tapos ako, "wala.. hindi niyo kilala eh.:P *tawa*" tapos finally, binalik din siya dahil kailangan narin ni dany.. haha.:D tapos un. uhm, tinanong din ako ni dany kung anong meron dun.. parang ako "lalala.. wala lang.:D" tapos un, syempre natutuwa ako!:D hahaha.:D anyhow. tapos kinuha ko na ung gunting.. (buti nalang asa likod si miss) tapos ginupit ko.:D woohoo!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto, wala na. wala na. ugh.. wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;PARA SA`YO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;wala na. wala naring patutunguhan 'to. sabi mo, kung may way, baka pwede pa. pero &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;parang&lt;/span&gt; WALANG WALA na. hindi ko alam kung pano ko sasabihin 'to.. pero un. nangyari na. siguro nga meron dyang mas"DAPAT" siguro nga, ako ung mali. sobra sila.. nagagalit/naiinis sila dahil hindi ako ung monique na kilala nila. pero.. un. siguro nga meron dyang iba na mas"para sayo" at mas kaya kang alagaan o whatever. wala naman kasing nangyayari eh. so, bakit pa itutuloy? hindi narin tayo nagpapansinan. fine, sa text. pero.. hanggang dun na nga lang ba? i am not asking you na lumayo sakin.. pero gusto ko lang malaman mo na tinitigilan ko na. ayaw kong maging kung sino. &lt;strong&gt;player?&lt;/strong&gt; sus, hindi ako un. &lt;strong&gt;kung minahal kita?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oo &lt;/span&gt;naman. pero un nga, wala namang nangyayari eh. besides,sawa na ako sa pagsesermon nila. onga pala, ung kaibigan mo, hindi ko mahal. siguro wala na akong mahal. &lt;strong&gt;SIGURO. &lt;/strong&gt;sawa na akong pagsabihan ng kung ano anong hindi maganda sa pandinig. ayaw ko na. siguro nga hindi ako naging isa sa mga pinaka sa pinaka mo. sorry. sorry sa mga nagawa ko. pero sabi mo, gusto mong manggaling sakin. eto, sinasabi ko na. ayaw ko na baka sa iba mo pa malaman. sabi mo, masasaktan ka pa lalo. ewan ko if u wud care kung sabihin ko itong mga pinagsasabi ko.. kasi muka namang wala kang pakielam na. ayaw ko narin na magexpect sila. ts, kung ako nga walang ineexpect eh.. kasi naman, naiilang/nahihiya ka? dahil baka hindi kita pansinin? bakit, mukha ba akong ganon? alam kong masungit ako minsan.. pero sus, marunong naman akong mamansin. hindi pati kita kakainin. nga pala, si elmo.. hindi ung kung sino mang iniisip mo. ok? tapos pano ba naman tayo magkakaayos kung kanina nga lumalayo ka.. oh. nga pala, sana after nito, maging ok patrin tayo.. kahit na kahit pa hindi ko pa to sinasabi hindi na tayo ok. pero un, sana. sorry sa lahat lahat! &lt;strong&gt;SOBRANG PATAWAD!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SALAMAT SA LAHAT LAHAT! &lt;/strong&gt;sabi mo, you would try your best para maging ok uli tayo.. pero, wala naman ah. walang nangyari. ayaw ko na kung mastumagal pa 'to maging masmasakit. osige, i can say na meron parin.. pero, ayaw ko nang ituloy.. kasi ngayon palang, talo nako bakit ko pa patatagalin kung ngayon palang alam ko nang talo na. ewan. siguro nga naguguluhan lang ako. pero ewan. hindi ko alam. basta, andami na kasing nagagalit sakin dahil daw sa ginagawa ko sayo. ANO NGA BANG GINAWA KO SA'YO? kung ano man un, SORRY. SORRY. kung un man ung tungkol sa kaibigan mo, wala un. humahanga lang ako sakanya. crush. un. ugh, ewan ko na. SORRY. SALAMAT. friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;woooh. shit, ang hirap nito. kung alam niyo lang. tsss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;FYI: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;si &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ANNE&lt;/span&gt; pati si &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"KUYA"&lt;/span&gt; ung sinasabi kong nagbreak. i know na sinabi ko &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=dating" target="_blank"&gt;dating&lt;/a&gt; break na sila pero, hindi. siguro ask anne nalang kung ano ung storya nun. medyo mahaba. okaya, read her blog.:D ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;magpopost ako next time ng mga &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;tula ni ian&lt;/span&gt;. bes ni anne na guy. i asked anne to ask ian kung pwede.. ok lang naman daw. i'll try to post them someday. kung hindi ako tatamarin.:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110993169509279437?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110993169509279437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110993169509279437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110993169509279437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110993169509279437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/03/sobra.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110959201583038459</id><published>2005-03-01T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T20:00:15.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This could have been just another day But instead we're standing here No need for words, it's all been said in the way you hold me near I was alone on this journey You came along to comfort me Everything I want in life is right here cause This is not your ordinary no ordinary love I was not prepared enough to fall so deep in love This is not your ordinary no ordinary love You were the first to touch my heart Made everything right again with your extraordinary love cause This is not your ordinary no ordinary love I was not prepared enough to fall so deep in love This is not your ordinary no ordinary love You were the first to touch my heart Made everything right again with your extraordinary love I get so weak when you look at me I get lost inside your eyes sometimes the magic is hard to believe but you're here before my weary eyes you brought joy to my world set me so free I want you to understand you are every breath that I breathe cause This is not your ordinary no ordinary love I was not prepared enough to fall so deep in love This is not your ordinary no ordinary love You were the first to touch my heart Made everything right again with your extraordinary love From the very first time that we kissed I knew that I just couldn't let you go at all From this day on, remember this: That you're the only one that I adore Can't we make this last forever This can't be a dream cause it feels so good to me cause This is not your ordinary no ordinary love I was not prepared enough to fall so deep in love This is not your ordinary no ordinary love You were the first to touch my heart Made everything right again with your extraordinary love cause This is not your ordinary no ordinary love I was not prepared enough to fall so deep in love This is not your ordinary no ordinary love You were the first to touch my heart Made everything right again with your extraordinary love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110959201583038459?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110959201583038459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110959201583038459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110959201583038459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110959201583038459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-could-have-been-just-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110959153181866173</id><published>2005-03-01T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T20:01:33.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit, break na sila. ampota. sobra. ewan ko kung seryoso siya pero ayaw ko na ng isa pang joke na gan'to. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, ansaya. kasi gan'to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung LUNCH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hinug niya ako. (sino xa? haha.:D amin nalang 'yon.. ah, ocge na nga.. c diyes.:D) ayun. hinug ako ni diyes!:D shet, ang saya! tapos ang bango pa niya!:D hihihi.:D tapos un.. pero ung amoy niya, NAPAKAtypical na. ugh, ung tipong pumunta ka sa isang sulok.. un nanaman ung amoy na un. gets? ah basta.. parang lahat ng may tagilid na kilala ko ganon amoy. (hindi atlantis.:p) haha.:D tapos.. un ung una.. biglang nakasalubong ulit namin xa. shit, hinug uli niya ako! (wooh, minamaniac na`ko!:p) hahaha.:D tapos nagappear pa kami!:D shiyet!:D (hahaha.:D kahit basa kamay niya.. ok lang.:D) hahaha.:D sobra ang SAYA!:D tapos, nung time na naka-pass na siya pati ung mga kasama (uy, hindi siya loner.:p haha.:D) niya.. natuwa ako. tapos parang ako, "shit, ansaya.. ambango niya!:D tapos.. waaah, ambango niya!:D" tas parang si pat sabi.. "oh? thankyou!:D" parang ako napatingin sa kaniya biglang tawa kasi nakikinig pala siya.. haha.:D pero un, hindi siya si diyes ah. hahaha.:D papunta kasi sila diyes sa multi.. tapos nakatayo sila pat sa may bulletinboard tapos kami ng asawa ko nagmamadali papuntang hs bldg. kasi late na kami.. un.:D galing kasi kaming sewing room and we decided na hindi na bumalik sa hs bldg tas bumili na.. haha.:D labo. pero un.:D hmm.. tapos nawala ni jah ung nametag ni da, so.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;KUNG SINO MAN ANG NAKAKITA NG NAMETAG NI MURIEL, PABALIK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; so un nga.. tapos nung departure naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually hindi departure un, SS/RR namin nun pero bumili kami sa bookstore. un. gan'to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS/RR (sa labas ng room [wtf?]):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papunta kaming bookstore ni jannah.. tapos sabi niya.. "oy sila elmo, pa&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=dating" target="_blank"&gt;dating&lt;/a&gt;.." parang ako, "onga.. ugh, tara.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tas un.. anyway. skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nawala na sila elmo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos un nga.. palakad kami papuntang bookstore biglang pagtaas namin ng stairs, sabi ni jah.. "oh, sila ****" tapos hindi ako naniwala biglang napatingin nalang sa may music room.. tapos parang ako.. "*tawa* onga!:D" un.. tapos parang kami, lakad lang.. tapos si sir. mark na nasalikod lang namin, biglang nauna.. tapos sila krung, "hello sir mark" (ata?) tas tumawa sila.. (alam niyo ba kung pano umawa ung si krung? LOL!:D) parang ung asawa ko bumulong sakin.. "what a laugh!:))" parang ako, tumawa lang.. sabay "onga!" tapos un.. basta.. blahblahblah. boglan napuntang bookstore. un na.:D bumili ako ng graphing paper tapos sabi ko kay jah.. "oy jah, pasabi naman kay krung ok na ung report.. salamat!:D" tapos basta kumuha nako ng graphing paper tapos pagkabalik ko dun sa "counter" nasaloob na sila alex, kring, pati madel. hmm, kulang sila. anyway.. un na. biglang nagusapusap tapos basta.. katamad magkwento. pero masaya ako. :D kung alam niyo lang.:D sa saya natagalan kami before makabalik sa hs bldg. dep. na pala.:D hahahaha.:D basta un.. masaya. bonding with someone. tapos ung isa, ewan. hmm.. ewan. labo. ang ewan narin nung kung anong meron na samin. ugh, malabo na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kilala niyo na ba si &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BERTUGO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ERNIE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ako.. kilala ko!:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;pati nila DANA, ate RUBY, ate JAS, ate MAAN.. ah basta. si MARIFE din kilala.:D sa madaling sabi, naming busmates.:D gan'to, punta kayong bus namin tapos ipapakilalako sainyo!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hm, tapos.. ano pa ba? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;sila..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ELMO? DIYES? COOKIEMONSTER? MARIJUANA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;e sila..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ECSTASY? SHABU? PEPPER? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hindi noh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;AKO, KILALA KO!:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hm, meron pa ba akong nakaliligtaan sabihin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala? meron? meron? o wala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TANONG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MAHAL KO PA BA SIYA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ANG HIRAP KASI. NI WALANG NANGYAYARI. PATI HALATANG MAGIGING MALABO NA ANG LAHAT. EWAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TULONG!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110959153181866173?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110959153181866173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110959153181866173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110959153181866173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110959153181866173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/02/shit-break-na-sila.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110940395958729160</id><published>2005-02-27T07:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T15:45:59.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anak ng bakang baog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahaks, may kulay kahel ang aking blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh.. salamat kay anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigma na later. tama. pupunta na ako.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit man.. ang daming proyekto. tambak. tapos tinatamad pa akong gawin ung mga un. haha.:D uh.. ang init. tapos.. un. labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba? ah.. okay. labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang boring naman. anak ng.. haha.:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110940395958729160?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110940395958729160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110940395958729160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110940395958729160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110940395958729160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/02/anak-ng-bakang-baog.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110931745613920202</id><published>2005-02-25T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T15:44:16.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;uNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; TaO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;g  M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;l m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;g &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;g &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;l k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110931745613920202?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110931745613920202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110931745613920202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110931745613920202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110931745613920202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/02/l-b-o-k-o-ung-taong-mahal-mo-o-ung.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110743398241625280</id><published>2005-02-03T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T20:33:02.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tssssssssssss.</title><content type='html'>yesterday wasn't a good day. duh. tanong neo sakin kung bakit.. tsssk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andami kong nakaaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asar kaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos un..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok na naman kami ni ano..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni jah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero naiyak parin ako nung sinabi nea yung mga salitang gusto ko nang marinig since kagabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiinis ako sakniya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi kay jah ah.. sa isa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's hurting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what i hate the most is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's not aware!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahirap pala ng nasa ganong sitwasyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang peste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not in the mood para magpost eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi pa kasi matino blog ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hinihintay ko si anne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may naayos na kami eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un nga lanng.. ewan ko kung anong nangyari na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*poof*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110743398241625280?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110743398241625280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110743398241625280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110743398241625280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110743398241625280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/02/tssssssssssss.html' title='tssssssssssss.'/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110734286404360877</id><published>2005-02-02T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T20:58:36.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;potek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110734286404360877?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110734286404360877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110734286404360877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110734286404360877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110734286404360877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/02/potek.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110586447196431589</id><published>2005-01-17T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T16:34:31.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hrm. tagal ko na palang hindi nakaklagay ng post. at andami na sa tagal na un, andami naring mga nangyari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..tignan nyo kung anong date ngeun. hrm. ngayon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;january.sixteen.two.zero.zero.five.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may bago akong crush!!! woohoo. and as far as im concern, obsessed DAW ako maxado sakaniya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nalaman kong crush niya rin ako. ooooohyes. un nga lang, masyado siyang "tutok" sa iba pa niyang crush. at, NAGSESELOS AKO.  shiyeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may nangyaring war sa bahay. hrm, sobrang sobrang war. hala. guasto niyong malaman ang nangyari? better ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masayang malaman na meron akong mga tunay na mga kaibigan. &lt;strong&gt;TAMA.&lt;/strong&gt; mahal ko kayo!:) you guys know who you are. ryt.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sixth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakainis xa. hindi na siya nagoopen up sakin. and, it sucks. sobra. sobrang ansakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok na kami ng nanay ko. as well as with my dad. oyeah. tska, ititigil na daw niya. hrm, alam na ng iba yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrm. bihira na kami magusap ni anne at aix. i wonder kung kamusta na sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anooo pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta. madami pa eh. ahh. hindi ko na nga pala crush si "flash". si ano na. un nga, ung sinabi kong may bago na akong crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay. natatakot ako for oe. lagooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow.. meron pa ba? wala na ata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, maghahanap na muna ako ng new skin for my blog, oraytt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun.. bahye.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110586447196431589?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110586447196431589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110586447196431589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110586447196431589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110586447196431589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/01/hrm.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110476263009831453</id><published>2005-01-04T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T22:30:30.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110476263009831453?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110476263009831453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110476263009831453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110476263009831453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110476263009831453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2005/01/just.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110438856848496492</id><published>2004-12-30T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T14:36:08.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hindi na ako nakabalik nung tuesday ryt? tama. kasi ayaw na magconnect. leeeche. haay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a new skin for my blog. yeah. pero dahil nga sa mae topak parin hanggang ngeun ung pc hindi ako makakuha. hrm. i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;finish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OUR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pinoi project. damn. bakit ako lang ang gumagawa nito? hah? leche. eh tinatamad pa ako eh. hrm. asa scene 3 palang ako. imagine? andami ko pang gagawin tapos wala man lang silang pakielam. i mean, they don't even care! malamang, e sa mae gagawa nanaman diba? bkt pa sila mgbbother?  haaay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala akong makwento. hrm. i just dropped by. for the sake of having an entry today. haha. for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this song. ung ako'y sayo at ika'y sakin lamang. anyone familiar? hrm. wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. yesterday, mae party dito sa aming tahanan dahil birthday ni itai sa o1.o1. oyeah. haha. excited buh? wala lang. tapos lumabas nalang ako dala ung digicam. tapos i took pictures of the moon. darn. asteegin' talaga! tapos dun sa isang pic, mae lumabas na weird na figure. creepy talaga. tapos si gabby sinasabi na masama daw ung ginagawa ko so parang ako, talaga lang? hehe. iono if what he told me was true pero un. nag-picture parin ako kasi ang asteeg ng formation ng clouds. hehe. i think i would love to be a photographer someday. oyeah. haha. mlabo bah? pero, i think id be interested. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mae question kanina dun sa survey na sinagutan ko. eto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may minahal ka na ba?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pati,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;minahal mo ba siya ng totoo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay. anyway. share. hay. wala na talagang masabi. leentak. makaalis na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110438856848496492?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110438856848496492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110438856848496492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110438856848496492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110438856848496492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/hindi-na-ako-nakabalik-nung-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110422514324989120</id><published>2004-12-29T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T17:12:23.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>orayt. so the computer's acting stupid. darn. mae topak. rrr. humph humph. aaaaay, labo. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, let's start. i am having a hard time to get online these days dahil mae topak nga ung pc. yupyup. mae topak. iono if the problem's with the pc or the internet itself kc nagkakatopak lang 'pag nagcconect na ako. so, i guess its with the internet, noh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, &lt;em&gt;the art of letting go by mikaila&lt;/em&gt; is playing. yup. hay. hehe. natatamaan ako. pero fuck, i don't care. o fine, maybe i care pero. wala na. past na eh. and besides, hindi na ako interesado sa kanya. i don't know why. ay, maybe i know why. kasi, wala na akong feelings sakanya! oyeah! ansarap ipabroadcast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wala na akong feelings para sa kanya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyeah! maybe it was hard those days pero see, i was able to "survive" those days without that person. haha. maybe because. only because. haha. labo nun ah. so un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i don't want to waste my time. hay. such a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's boring. uhrm, yesterday din. haha. yesterday i was able to finish my algebra project. oyesss. haha. ansaya. so, pinoi pa tapos magaaral narin ako. haha. huwaw, masipag. hehe. not like me. haha. anyway, i was able to finish "bakit baliktad magbasa ang mga pilipino" kahapon. natapos ko un nung kausap ko si sarah. hehe. aun, nakausap ko siya. ahy, saya naman. hehe. tapos tapos tapos. ahy, andyan na si inay! potek. o wait. tapos un nga.. maganda ung mga libro ni bob ong at kumpleto ko na lahat mga libro niya. thank you sa aking nanay na bumili ng mga libro kong yun. haha. tapos ung "paboritong libro ni hudas" ayaw ko pang basahin un eh. ah basta, wait lang.. aalis kami daw ni inay. haha. babalik ako! labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110422514324989120?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110422514324989120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110422514324989120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110422514324989120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110422514324989120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/orayt.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110397520424434694</id><published>2004-12-25T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T19:46:44.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;merry christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though my christmas (as far as i know) is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's wrong with me. yeah. uhm.. its worse. argh. yesterday (which is the christmas eve) pa lang boring na. pero not all the time, i guess. when we were at my lola's crib i guess i had fun even for a while maybe dahil lang dun sa isang taong feeling ko ay hirap na hirap magrep kaya ako nainis and the like. iono. maybe because i got paranoid when i didnt get any reply from that person. i really hated it. iono if that was because of a busy network or may katext siyang iba that she doesnt have any time for replyin' sakin or dahil ayaw niya lang talagang magreply. see? its my paranoia. shit. it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;december 24:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas eve. yeah. we had it at our lola's place (like what i said). my lolo didn't even bother visit us or drop by. malamang, andun a sa babae nea. got me? yeah, may kabit xa. hay. tapos, i got gifts. yehey! i can say, i wasn't bored that time! i got gifts i wasn't expecting to have. hehe. labo. pero i would want certain gifts but i think if i would post or if i will let people know about my "wish list" it'll be late. im not sure but maybe i'll be the one to buy some of those nalang. hay. as if. so there. we had stake for dinner and all of those that goes with it like mash potatoes and the like. and it was a yummy yum yum dinner. delish. haha. i got to see my cousins and one of them is my cousin na buntis. urrm, she got pregnant at the age of 15 palang. hay. i really pitty her 'cause she's smart but still, hindi niya inisip ang mga pwedeng mangyari sakaniya. hay. oh fine. it was done na but still. still. bakit niya yun ginawa? now i am quite guilty because for a fact, there came a time where i would be "kilig" about her relationship with her guy. now i can say, the guy's a big jerk. he's not worth it and he's a big asshole. let's just wait what he would miss. kasi naman din yung pinsan ko. rrr. she is so smart but then nagawa niya 'to? haay. okay, okay. i'll stop. so there, we went to church. yup, we attended a mass. hehe. we attended the mass along with our relatives and stuff. haha. tapos nun, we went back to our lola's place and continued the celebraton of the noche buena. aun. we had little presetations and had fun and chilled at their crib. when we were chilling out, i didnt even realized na nagpast midnight na.. so, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dati, we would have a count down pa before mag-twelve. uhrm, like the one during new year's eve. gets? but now, wala na. maybe because they were so having fun and forgot. kasi kami naman, andun sa second floor naglalaro, kwentuhan, in short, we were just chilling out. sharing jokes. what a fun.:) haha. but then, kahit ganon, naiinis ako kasi walang pakielam sakin ung mahal ko. iono. pero, parang ganon. ewan. rrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughboringcough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;december 25:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAAYONG PASKO SA IMONG TANAN! KALOY-AN KAMU SA GINOO! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(merry christmas and may god bless you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. huwala lang. i got more gifts. haaa! yehey. now we visited my other lola from my mom's side. we always visit her during christmas. almost like a tradition that we will be at our inang's place (dad's) during christmas eve or noche buena and at our nanay's (mom's) crib during christmas and the same during new year and new year's eve ung iba lang, sila nanay naman un pumupunta dito dahil it's my dad's birthday. yehey! haha. labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of the holiday stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun. i hate her. no, i don't pero i do. pero i don't. but i do. wah! shit. wtf? nakakainis kasi. the person would step me aside na. ewan ko ba. nakakapika but i don't have any reasonss to act this way. i mean, got me? pero, mind you, it fucking hurts. nakakainis kasi. haha. labo. tapos sabi pa nea na ittext na nea lang daw nea ako later. shhiiiiit. ewan. tapos sinabi pa nea sakin na nglie xa sakin. ha, that person has the guts, eh? haaay. i am not loving this. yeah, i am hating this. big time. for reaaaal. tangina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay. (shut up monique! tama na! you don't have the right to act that way. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sino ka ba sa buhay niya?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;) aaaaaahy, pota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110397520424434694?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110397520424434694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110397520424434694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110397520424434694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110397520424434694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110370783862367174</id><published>2004-12-23T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T17:30:38.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you first believe.</title><content type='html'>NEWSFLASH:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; FPJ, NAILIBING NA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay. haha. it is so funny that almost all are buzzing only about FPJ's death and the like. i mean, i can't see the point why almost all are giving their attentions to a person's death. hindi nga man lang ako natamaan or stuff. and besides, sino ba siya? oyeah, the king. ang panday and stuff but who is he? wah, labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wouldn't want to waste my time on him. baka dalawin pa ako nun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahy, kanina, nagpresent yung kapatid ko. when we were watching, i can't stop myself from laughing. they are soooo- funny. haha. my brother danced something from the cordillera then they wore a bahag and a t-back that made their butts half exposed. hahaha. bastos ba? well, i think i am just being honest enough to admit that one. haha. tapos one of them, yung bahag niya nahuhulog na that made him pull and pull his bahag nalang. LOL.:)) hahahaha. that's why when i was in their school, it feels like im watching a show from a comedy bar. waha. dapat nanood kayo. as if. haha. but papu watched. haha. kasi her younger sister studies there. haha. and then she told me, &lt;em&gt;"monique, ung kapatid mo supahstar.. sa lahat na ata ng mga dances sumali eh."&lt;/em&gt; but yeah, that one's true. my brother almost joined each and every dances. haha. but no one can blame him because his teacher was the one who let him join those dances and that was a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maiba tayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to "celebrate" my brother's success (whatever), we ate at kfc. haha. kfc kasi favorite nea. well i think almost everyone loves kfc. me myself does. so who doesn't, ryt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhrm, yesterday we were at marketmarket then went to the fort after then to mocha blends. uhrm, nag-food trip. haha. tama,tama. food trip nga. wah, kaya ako tumataba eh. haha. oh my, nakaka umay. haha. labo nun ah. pero asteeg db? labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhrm, i love this song.. eto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you first believed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many times did I pray You'd find me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many wishes on a star &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gazing off into the dark &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dreaming I'd see your face&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Safe at home &lt;u&gt;unafraid &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Captured in your embrace &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;So many times When my heart was broken&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Visions of you Would keep me strong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were with me all along &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guiding my every step &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are all that I am &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'll never forget &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was you who first believed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;In all that I was made to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was you looking in my eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;You held my hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;And showed me life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I've never been the same &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since you first believed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There were times &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When &lt;u&gt;I'd thought I'd lost you &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fearing forever was a dream &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it wasn't what it seemed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Placing your hand in mine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;You could see in the dark &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;You were guiding my heart&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was you who first believed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In all that I was made to be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was you looking in my eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You held my hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And &lt;u&gt;you showed me life&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I've never been the same &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since you first believed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many times did I pray &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'd find me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many wishes on a star&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay. nice ryt? well.. aba,syempre! para sa mahal ko ata yun.. sino un???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110370783862367174?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110370783862367174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110370783862367174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110370783862367174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110370783862367174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/you-first-believe.html' title='you first believe.'/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110360089301507461</id><published>2004-12-22T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T11:48:13.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe na magiging boring ang christmas break. and one more thing, kailangan ko pang problemahin ung filipino and algeb project namin. shit db? hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;algebra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andami nun! ano ba naman kasing klaseng guro ung napunta samin eh? id rather be in section1. hay. hindi,hindi. samin nalang si ms. bartolome.:) oyeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;filipino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually its a group projest. and im with jannah, daisy and grace. god. i am the one cramming kasi they let me have the papers. hay. i mean, anhirap nung kailangang gawin sa algeb then kailangan ko pang problemahin ung kung pano ung magiging flow ng story. rrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, boring. sobra. nagbababad nanaman ako dito sa harap ng computer. tapos pagkadisconnect ko, magrring ung phone tapos ssbihin nung tumawag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ano ba yan. sino nanaman ba ung kausap mo? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay. inet po. internet. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. let me see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept early last night. i mean, earlier than the usual time kung matulog ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, due to boredom, i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..blog hopping (wtf?)&lt;br /&gt;..eat&lt;br /&gt;..eat&lt;br /&gt;..eat&lt;br /&gt;..txt (even if mtagal xa magrep. tsssk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay. gusto ko nang umalis! mae pahrtee daw kasi kaming pupuntahan. well, that was what my mom told me but i found out that it isnt a party after all. it'll be a small gathering. uhrm, we'll just eat at marketmarket along with my dad's friends and stuff then un. we'll be off by four. nako, four pa pala eh. hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anne invited me to go to glorietta. i can't go because of that gathering or whatever stuff. some other time nalang daw sabi ni inai. and she actually gave me the permission na kahit pa wala pang plans. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asar. mae mastatagal pa bang magrep? haha. but anyway, as if mae magagawa ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay, ansarap hawakan ng kamay ko. labo. wala lang. try neo.:) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate kanina. doi. dahil nga sa boring dito sa bahay. hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mara jau had a testi for me. quite simple pero seems to be sincere. haha. kea pwede na. i mean, we had a talk kasi, uhrm, she's having a problem kasi and she asked for my help. iono if i was a big help but she told me i was. good thing eh? haha. anasteeg nea. she loves someone for almost a year now and still loving. whoah. so darn asteeg. looooyaaaal. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am starting to hate ym. rrr. i was like downloading it for an hour now pero wala parin and it was said there that it will only take for minutes or whatever. pero an hour passed and still.. hay. wala prin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orayt so nadisconnect ako. leche. ubos na pala ung inet card. hehe. so i have to get a new one db? so i got a new one.. haha. ahy, guess what. when i was scratching the new inet card, napadiin ata ung pagscratch so naalis ung isang no. and it wouldn't register sa computer so i got another one (marami ba maxadong inet card sa bahay? haha.) e hindi ko un inet card haha. kinuha ko ung sa kapatid ko. haha. sana hindi nea mapancin kundi, tsktsk. haha. clepto ba? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaninang umaga, nag text si paola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi..&lt;br /&gt;pao: monique. anong cp # ni dana?&lt;br /&gt;me:09279296208&lt;~pao, ayan no. nea. sorry late. i just woke up. anaga mo magising.. haha. oxa, g'morning. _niQue_&lt;br /&gt;pao: thanks mahal. today nga pala ung flight namin. sana lang hindi magcrash ung plane. haha. maxado. ocge, gud morning den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhrm.. ano daw un? mahal? patawa si pao. e sa phone ni inai ako nagtext kea dun xa nagrep so parang naasa ni mama, sabi..&lt;br /&gt;ma: anak,mae nagtext seo.. ewan pero seo ata 'to&lt;br /&gt;me: (being lazy to get near her) oh? anong sabi? paforward nalang sakin. (haha. nagsayang ng piso.)&lt;br /&gt;ma: ayan. nasend ko nah.. mahal daw?&lt;br /&gt;me: mahal? kanino bang no. yahn? eh si paola pati si sarah lang naman ung tinext ko eh. pati, nakasave diyan no. ni sarah. baka si paola.&lt;br /&gt;ma: sinong paola? ung taga diyan (pointing somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;me: yupyup. oo. si carlos.&lt;br /&gt;ma: flight daw niya? san sila pupunta?&lt;br /&gt;me: ewan.&lt;br /&gt;ma: ah, ocge alis na ako. replayan mo nalang.&lt;br /&gt;me: (aba, utusan ba ako?) ocge, bye ingat.&lt;br /&gt;ma: ocge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anlabo. wala lang. share? haay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayaw ko na. pinapakain pa ako. busog na kea ako. andami ko nang nakain. dyosko. pinatataba ako. rrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time.&lt;br /&gt;next time.&lt;br /&gt;next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110360089301507461?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110360089301507461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110360089301507461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110360089301507461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110360089301507461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-cant-believe-na-magiging-boring-ang.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110350849849952444</id><published>2004-12-21T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T10:08:18.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got something. here. let me post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;u&gt;When a girl says she's sad, but she isn'tcrying, it means she's crying in her heart.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When she ignores you after you've done something wrong, it's best to &lt;u&gt;give her sometime to cool down before touching her heart with an apology.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A girl can't find anything to hate about the guy she loves (which is why it is so hard for her to "getover him" after the relationship's over.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;u&gt;If a girl Loves a guy, he will always be on her mind every minute of the day&lt;/u&gt;, even though she flirts with other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When the guy she likes smiles and stares deep into her eyes, she will melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A girl likes to hear compliments, but usually is not sure how to react to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When a particular guy flirts with a girl very often,a girl would start thinking the guy likes her. So if you treat a girl just as a friend, go easy on the smiles and stare ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you don't like a girl who likes you, break it to her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gently&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If a girl starts avoiding you after you reject her,leave her alone for a while. If you still treat her as a friend, talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;u&gt;Girls enjoy talking about what they feel.&lt;/u&gt; Music,poetry, drawings and writing are ways of expressing themselves (which explains why most girls like writing journals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;u&gt;Never tell a girl that she is useless in anyway&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Being too serious can turn a girl off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When the guy she likes calls her for the first time, the girl may act uninterested during the call.But as soon as the phone is back on the hook,she will whoop with joy and immediately start calling her friends to spread the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;u&gt;A smile means a lot to a girl.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you like a girl,&lt;u&gt; try making friends with her first&lt;/u&gt;.  Let her get to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If a girl says she can't go out with you because she has to study, leave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. But if she still calls you or expect a call from you, stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;u&gt;Don't try to guess a girl's feelings. Ask her.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Hearing the words "I Love You" is a great reassurance to a girl that she is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;u&gt;After a girl falls in love with a guy, she'll wonder why she never noticed him before.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If you need tips on how to flirt with a girl,read romance stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When class pictures come out, a girl wouldfirst check who is standing next to her crush before actually looking at herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;u&gt;A girl's ex-crush will always be in her memory,but the guy she loves now stays in her heart.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Girls Love having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. A simple 'Hi' can brighten a girl's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;u&gt;A girl's best friends usually know best what she is feeling and going through.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;u&gt;Girls hate it when a guy pays attention to them just to get close to their "Prettier" friend.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Love means devotion, caring and happiness to a girl, in that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Some girls care about looks, some care about brains, but &lt;u&gt;ALL girls want a guy who will Love and care for them.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;u&gt;Girls want nothing more than to feel Loved&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. wala lang. i just thought some are true in any ways. hay. i can't feel the spirit of Christmas. you know? haha. katuwa. nagugutom parin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi pa xa nagtetext. leche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Announcement: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BES AND KUYA broke up yesterday. FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay.&lt;br /&gt;hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahal ko xa. mahal nea ako. mahal namin ang isa't isa! oyeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dati, sabi ko, i would stop. it seems like, it is just THAT hard. haha.:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krung and i had a talk once. tinanong niya kung anong gusto kong mangyari "samin". sabi ko, i don't know. maybe it'll be better kasi kung ganito. i mean, i wouldn't want anything to happen,yet. (yet daw oh?) haha. pero yun. kasi i think, i &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt; hindi pa cla ganun ka mature enough to handle a relationship. ganon ba ako kasama to say that they are still immatures? haha. i think dala lang ito ng isang traumatic experience of being inlove with someone younger than i am. pero un. maybe ill have to think pa. i mean, titignan ko muna. i mean, ahy labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay. nahirapan na kasi ako and i wouldn't want to feel that pain again. pero sabi nga nila, if you really love someone, you'd be ready for any consequences or any hardships that may come. tama ba? pero, yes im ready. but, i guess not now. hay. ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikakain ko nalang 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala, dapat pupunta dito si bes ngeun but she informed me about it only last night mga eleven na din ata nun so obviously, my parents are already asleep. so, hindi ko masabi sa parents ko. ahy,labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may sasabihin pa ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110350849849952444?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110350849849952444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110350849849952444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110350849849952444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110350849849952444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-got-something.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110350643413754790</id><published>2004-12-18T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T09:33:54.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think, think.</title><content type='html'>today is mica's sportsfest and too bad, i can't go. wala  kasing transpo kasi iniwan ako ng mga tao dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss someone. yeah. hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really can't think right now. as if an alien just sucked my brains out. ahhhhy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat. can anyone please give me something to eat? haha. takaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby its you kept on playing. hay. tama na! ayaw kong ma-LSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110350643413754790?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110350643413754790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110350643413754790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110350643413754790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110350643413754790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/think-think_18.html' title='think, think.'/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110319325150745054</id><published>2004-12-17T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T21:00:30.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;potato chips. hay. yummeeee. *burp* who wants some? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hay. nagdate kami ni mica kanina. yupyup. haha. happy to be with her, again. *sigh*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ung sa 'DO-HWN', "DOUGH-WN". gets? basta, 'dough-wn' pala xa. hrm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;monthsarrrrrry namin ngaun ni.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;..ni aica.:) haha. ng baby ko! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;shit. i almost forgot jannah and i's monthsary. good thing, hindi. uhm, nung o14.:) hehe. mahal ko un eh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shit. kumakalat na ung ano. dati onti lang mae alam nun eh. ngeun kumakalat. ung iba ayaw pa maniwala. aba, bkt ba sila pipilitin noh? bhala cla. bsta, alam namin yung totoo. yay!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, it made me remind of our "monthsary" nung 07. bsta,xa. hay. iono kung ano ang 'dapat' na tawag dun. dyosko. ayaw akong pansinin. ainako, ano pa bang magagawa ko,db? atleast ntxt ko na xa noh! to say sorry. hay. even if it was at its least, still, i made my move! hay.:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ehem. back to mica, i always enjoyed my time when im with her. except nung thursday sometime last month. haha. she made me cry a pond.ahy,labo. basta un. tapos nagdate nga kami. yehey!:) haha. nakakatawa talaga xa kiligin. parang hindi c mica. :b haha. ansama. pro un nga, nakakatuwa xa kiligin. imbis na magreact ako, tumatawa nalang ako sa tuwa kung pano xa kiligin. dyosko, ansaya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i didnt dance. i am just hating it. ewan. i think i am just THAT lazy to memorize our steps for our handog awhile ago. i mean, we had our test yesterday for algeb and today for ap. i mean, more study, less computer, less phone (except for jannah because i am helping her. nux!) and less time for practicing. the logic's easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the algeb test was a torture! rrrroar! i mean, i almost cried!:( well, i did. ask mica, daisy, jessi and jannah. kahit sino sakanila. dyosko. for the problem solving kasi, wala akong final answer for the last item. god! and we didnt have enough time for that friggin' test. darn! kasi, ms. pariñas came late. (why did we suffered our time if she was the one to blame?) prft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tapos un. and i even forgot to put the "ss" thingy. i was so pissed when ms. no ears mentioned that some forgot to put the "ss" stuff for i was one of them. fuckshiit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the handog pasasalamat was quite boring. ohyeah. as if there came a time na naging hindi,db? dyosko. there. except when i watched mica danced bulaklak (ayan kasi, niyaya pa ung nanay, akala mahihiya ung nanay un pala game na game si inay) haha. ankyut nila! mica didn't know the dance (malamang). tapos she was copying the steps from her nanay. LMAO. funny. and nung time din nung nakipaglaro ako sa mga bata dun (childish). atska nung nagsayaw kami ni pureety marie ng pamela one (novelty songs can sometimes make me dance, haha.). ansaya kasayaw ni marie. i like her. i mean, i like her as a friend. i know she's already a friend of mine, pero gets? wah,labo. and nung time din na nagka"jamming". that time, i went to mica, i was like singing "jeepney" and then sabi ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mica:hay,puro hangin ang boses naman nila! id rather listen to my spongecola cd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me:&lt;em&gt;naaalala ko ang mga gabing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mica:hay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*nagpapakasenti na ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mica:ahy si monique oh, hay. memories noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me:&lt;em&gt;..nakahiga sa ilalim ng kalawakan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mica:ano ka ba. iiyak ka na.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me:dyosko. hindi noh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tapos.. next song. &lt;em&gt;"wag na wag.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;me:&lt;em&gt;may gusto ka bang sabihin..&lt;/em&gt; (singing it to mica)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mica:monique, iiyak ka na talaga. naluluha ka na oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me&lt;em&gt;..at hindi mapakali, ni hindi makatingngin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;..hay mica, gago xa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mica: i knew it. hahah. tamo. (inakbayan ako)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;..stop thinking of her. its her loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me:sana nga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then, trying to dance with mica, kahit magkaakbay kami at pinapaypayan niya ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aun. masaya kasi kahit pa ilang beses sabihin ni mica na nakakainis ako because i wasted my time on her, she still knows how to make me smile. how sweet of her. nyeh. haha. basta un. mabait kahit na masungit at times pero i can carry her kasungitan kasi masungit din ako. i just know how to handle stuffs like this. ganto kasi un, *masungit+masungit=total fun!* oyeah. we're rocking. (kalabuan ni dominique ann, dyosko!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hay. ano pa nga pala ung ikkwento ko? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wah! shit. ansaya naman! nagtext xa! FINALLY!:) yipee!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha. smiley lang nirep ko. kc hindi ko talaga alam ang sasabihin. yay!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, naalala ko, ano nga ba yung naalala ko? dyosko. kalimutan ko pala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;aun. naalala ko na.. pupunta si aix sa school tomorrow! yay!:) ansaya naman ng buhay!:) sana ganto parati!:) tapos ngtxt xa skn:"...'wag kang magpapadala sa mga gagong walang kwenta..." bsta. hay. tamatama.:) hehe. anyway, pupunta xa bukas sa paaralan ng assumption antipolo! yessssh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hay. pagod na ako tumingngin sa monitor ng computer. ahy,labo. masakit na sa mata. basta un. dyosko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;aalis na. sus. paalam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110319325150745054?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110319325150745054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110319325150745054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110319325150745054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110319325150745054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/potato-chips.html' title=''/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110302046481830760</id><published>2004-12-15T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T18:34:24.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ahy,WTF? ansakit. hehe. labo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, dad's home na. quite early,eh? haha. anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hay anfunny. me and mica (my babes) are back to normal. ahy,ampanget. kasi dati naiinis siya sakin for some reasons and the reason:mookie. rrr. hehe. aun. she doesn't want mookie for me (everybody knows that VERY WELL.). aun. she said that mookie's not the right one. yeah, she's right. and i realized that i should have listened. tangina, ang tigas kasi ng ulo mo,nique eh! ther. we're fine na ulit like before. hay ansaya. tapos she shared something to me today. she was at RP daw yesterday and alex saw her daw tapos alex and her company stalked her. haha. parang ako, tawa ng tawa ng sobra. ang funny kaya kasi! tapos si mica, galit. nagiinit. hehe. kung nakita ng lahat yung mukha niya, scary. haha. pero natutuwa lang ako. hehe. tapos sabi pa niya,"ano ba sila? kung gusto nila sasabitan ko yung sarili ko ng poster na nakalagay na 'i want GUYS' guys. ganon ba yun kahirap maintindihan?" hehe. funny. ankyut nea. and then, she was talking about yojan. i'm not sure with the spelling though. so un. cute daw and she was inviting me for their sports fest on saturday and i told her i'l try kasi im not sure dahil sa ip. haha. tapos kanina may bloopers ako, kasi ganito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sabi ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;~"mica, hindi ata ako sasabay mamayang dep kasi kaelangan kong pumuntang LRC with jannah dahil sa report namin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;~"ahy, bakit? para saan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;~"sa english, kasi nawala ko ung book."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;~"anong book?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;~"ung without seeing the DO-HWN" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha. fuuny. that was supposed to be "DAWN" tapos ung nasabi ko, 'DOH-WN'. it was something like DOWN and DAWN together. so sige, tawa na. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sabi ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;~"ainako, kung si birdie ibon, ano naman si GRIM-AYCE?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;~"hahahahahahaha. "GRIM-AYCE" ba? baka 'GRIMACE'?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;LOL. so, it was a good thing that wala na kami. kasi, i missed din the times that i was with my barkada. hay. i miss them so much na that i wanted to spend my whole time with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there. nagtatampo din ako kay jah. tsktsk. kung alam niya lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tapos, kagabi nakausap ko si anne! yay! kea lang, the sad part there was sobrang sandali lang ksi lumabas na si itay.:( dyosko. wrong timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, i wouldn't dance for the handog pasasalamat. i'm being too lazy to memorize the steps and stuff. (tamad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i was happy for the result of my science quiz! yipee! dapat magaral mabuti ulit. tapos, nacancel ung algeb ut! yehey! (thanks for our general assembly!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;have to go.. later ulit. kainan na. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110302046481830760?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110302046481830760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110302046481830760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110302046481830760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110302046481830760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/hay.html' title='hay.'/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110291402706651263</id><published>2004-12-14T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T17:53:59.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ang kapal ng mukha niya. sobra. sobrang sobra. fuck. pakielam ko ba sa account niya sa friendster! leche. ako nga yung nagsabi dati kay krung na.. rrr. tapos.. shiit. ay peste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dapat nagaaral ako ngayon kasi maraming quizzes tomorrow and algeb ut namin.. pero, nakakatamad pa. wala kaming pasok. oyeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anong oras na? hay. hindi pa ako naliligo.. hehe. dapat kasma ko ngayon sila jannah. kasi dapat magpractice kami ng dance.. ah basta un. e hindi ako pwede kasi nag away kami ni inai last night. odb? nagmurahan kami.. tsktsk. ansama ko daw na anak sabi nila.. murahin ba daw ang nanay.. haha. tsss.. pero xa kasi eh! bastos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ikwento ko:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~sabi niya: gago ka talaga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~sabi ko: gago ka rin! mas gago ka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;basta un. un ung isang part. wah,labo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ay,dyosko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tapos ngayon, inaaya ako ni inay magmall. haha. funny talaga. kung magaway na kami ni inay, hindi na tumatagal. labo. basta un.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hay.. magkagalit parin kami. hay. asar kasi sila. tapos, un nga.. hindi man lang magsorry! ung isa nagsorry na.. pero, ayaw ko. ung isa naman, nako, nasanay na ako. never nmn xa nagsosorry noh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dyosko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ahy,pota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ahy.. bati na kami ni krung.. haha. oyeah! peace out! mahal ko xa eh.. pero mas mahal daw nea si shang.. (ahy,malamang.) hay, ansaya. hindi na sila nagaaway! oyes. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nqh, si flash.. dyosko. nababakla ako. labo. basta un.. pero, wala daw akong mapapala dun. hehe. hayaan na. para lang kiligin. labo. basta un. pero hindi naman ako seryoso dun. lovelees ako ngeun. WTF. hehe. pero yup. i don't love anyone right now. wah. hehe. meron pa sakniya.. oo. yup. (hindi dun sa gago ah! poonyeta xa!) anyway, 'wag sirain ang araw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*cool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;labo. hay. ayaw ko na magaral! as in, sobrang ayaw!!! haha. at ayaw ko narin magpakita dun sa gagong punyetang may malaking ulo dahil mae tubig ang utak. ay,labo. kasi naman si ***** eh! blaaaab! i mean, she fucking have a big mouth! leche. lahat binobroadcast! rrr. kea siguro i can't really trust her. parang ang hirap para sakin. dyosko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hay. naLSS ako sa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'cause its all in my head and i think about it over and over again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hay. tapos kahapon parati ko nalang naririnig ung song ni regine velasquez na.. basta un, "shine" ata? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yung, &lt;em&gt;you make me shine, shine..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ay dyosko. wah,labo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sabi ni jannah, nakakatawa daw ako mag"dyosko".. parang kinukulangan ng hangin and stuff.. ahy,malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nakakainis. 'pagtumatawag ako kaenila anne, parating wala o busy.. hay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ahy, anfunny once kasi tumawag ako kaenila anne, sabi ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~hello, pwede po kae anne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~ahy, ah.. eh.. sino?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~si anne po.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~ah.. eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~si karola po?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~ah, wala xa eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha. funny. kasi, everyone knows her as "karola" tapos bihira pag "anne".. hehe. lalang.:) share.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nothing in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*bow*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kain na kasi ako. im quite hungry.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110291402706651263?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110291402706651263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110291402706651263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110291402706651263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110291402706651263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/wtf.html' title='WTF?!'/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110277084648194130</id><published>2004-12-12T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T12:32:59.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>potang inang buhay. leche.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;god. hay. i hate them! sobra! they are so.. rrr. why can't they understand that she's already a part of my friggin' past! why is it THAT hard for them to leave me alone! shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;one more thing, i can't realize why i fell for someone that ignorant, that apathetic, and that stupid! i mean, sobrang sama nea! she's so useless and not even worth it but those facts just CAN'T SINK IN! fuck. why is it this hard to move on? why is it this hard to get over a person who doesn't even care for you and doesn't even cared! i mean, for seven months ang tingngin pa nea skn is someone who just ruined her freaking life. ganon xa ka gago. sobra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hay. tapos ung ibang tao pa kung mangasar.. maxado! nakakapika! tapos they can't even ask for forgiveness for what they did! tangina! palibhasa, hindi sila ung nakakadama nung sakit. punyeta! sobrang sakit na nga ng ulo ng tao tapos dadagdag pa cla! leche!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;they said, &lt;strong&gt;a waste of time.&lt;/strong&gt; oo nga, it's a waste of time thinking about her and them but it is just so hard if i'll keep all my emotions stucked. i mean, ganon kahirap kung lahat itatago ko at kung hindi ko sila malalabas lahat. sorry dun sa mga napaglabasan ko ng galit pero sobrang peste talaga. pota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i hate her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i hate her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i hate her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yeah, i hate them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wala na sila at siyang ginawang matino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ang alam lang nila, mangasar. mangpeste. mangbulabog at manira ng buhay ng may buhay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tangina siya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tangina silang lahat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;alam niyo, kung wala kayong magawa at kung wala kayong makitang masisirang buhay,'wag yung akin ung sirain nyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that is not what i want.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;let me live my life&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*chill*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*calm down*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just had a fight with her tapos nagagalit ulit ako sakanya. alam niya naman kasing i'm trying and i am almost over her eh! tapos sasali pa xa sa pagpepeste. pota. hay. confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i guess.. walang walang wala na akong feelings for her! ung sa past. kasi all she did was to ruin my life and all she did was to make me cry. i realized that she is so not worth it and that she's just one of those trashes! fuck her! sobra. poonyeta xa! tangina nea! putangina nea! puta xa! gago xa! leche xa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dyosko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sus. why am i wasting my time on her? ay hindi&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, why did i EVER wasted my time on her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ahysus, katangngahan ni dominique ann. hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sobra talagang panget ng araw ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110277084648194130?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110277084648194130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110277084648194130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110277084648194130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110277084648194130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/potang-inang-buhay-leche.html' title='potang inang buhay. leche.'/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110225456280414251</id><published>2004-12-06T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T22:04:44.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired. past. past.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;aray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;awww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ansakit ng paa koh. fudge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, there. we went to greenbelt. hay. kapagod and i was expecting that we will be home by three or four but kakauwi lang namin. so, un. i am tired. hay. buti nalang. but anyway, you know what, i am beginning to be insecured. waaaah! when we got to greenbelt, huwow, angaganda nila tapos ako, i look like a child. i mean, a kid. well, that was because of my friggin' haircut i had the other day. roar, it is so darn short! and i hate it! my dad even wants me to have my hair rebonded, i mean, WTF! ano ako, mukha na cguro akong bunot or something.. rrr. but anyway, cellophane nalang. it is for my hair to be shinier and softer and the like. wah, its fine. no difference, i guess? so, back to the topic, the greenbelt was fun and my dad even bought me a new pairs from nike! yay! that was the one i was craving to have since! yehey! i was so happy. hehe. mababaw ba? well, ganon eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my brother's playing "&lt;em&gt;halaga"&lt;/em&gt;.. wah. so darn asteeg! rock on! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;let me sing.. *ehem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;umiiyak ka nanaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;'lang hiya talaga wala ka bang ibang alam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;namumugtong mga mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;blah blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sa libo libong pagkakataon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;na tayo'y nagkasama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;iilang ulit palang kitang nakitang masaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;naiinis akong isipin na ginaganyan ka niya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;siguro nga'y hindi niya lang alam ang 'yong tunay na halaga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*clap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*bow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyhow.. jannah and i talked last night, i was trying to contact anne but it seems like someone's using their phone last night.. i heard kasi "&lt;strong&gt;the news&lt;/strong&gt;" aun. and i am so HAPPY about it! when anne first told me about kuya, ayaw ko sakanya.. but look what happened.. sila na! and kuya ko pa c kuya! yay! *&lt;strong&gt;rock~on,kuya and anne!&lt;/strong&gt;* anyway, they know how much i envy them pero it seems like nagkakalabuan. kasi, i just read anne's blog and stuff so un.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anne:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cookie, don't think na kuya's being cold on you because now he has you.. hindi xa ganon,orayt? hindi mo lang alam kung gano ka niya kamahal and kung gano ka niya pinagiingatan.. alam mo ba na everytime na magkatext kami, parati niyang sinasabi na miss ka na niya and stuff.. basta, i hope we could talk more often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;orayt, back to jannah.. when we talked, a topic about my &lt;strong&gt;past &lt;/strong&gt;opened. it goes like this, actually it all started because of a question:&lt;strong&gt; bakit hindi sinabi ng mga kaibigan ko na may alam ng mga ginagawa &lt;em&gt;niya&lt;/em&gt; at ng mga may alam sa mga balak niyang gawin sakin? dahil ba kaibigan din nila &lt;em&gt;siya&lt;/em&gt;? or dahil takot silang maipet between the two of us? or ayaw nilang magalit sa kanila &lt;em&gt;siya&lt;/em&gt;? o dahil gusto nilang manggaling talaga &lt;em&gt;sakaniya&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it was so hard to answer that question because WALA kaming alam kung alin dun.. gets? basta. ayaw ko nang balikan ung talk namin last night, but last night, natuto ulit akong umiyak kasi i realized dun sa limang taong kaibigan ko na kaibigan din niya na may alam ng lahat, out of &lt;strong&gt;5, dalawa lang ang totoong mga kaibigan. &lt;/strong&gt;crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i need rest. itutuloy ko nalang ung story and stuff the next time na makakapagnet ako.. i really hafta sleep na by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nadulas ako sa bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nalock ung phone ko, but &lt;strong&gt;thankfully&lt;/strong&gt;, its back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my dad will buy me a new phone, HOPEFULLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;may quiz tomorrow sa ap and i haven't studied yet. rock on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;....end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110225456280414251?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110225456280414251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110225456280414251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110225456280414251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110225456280414251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/tired-past-past.html' title='tired. past. past.'/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110215912105999015</id><published>2004-12-05T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T19:22:26.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pwede ba..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i didn't know it would be this hard to make this friggin' blog.. sabi ni bes, madali lang daw. wel, a word from a pro. haha. uhm, sanay na kasi xa.. hehe. dapat nga kc xa gagawa pro un.. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;people here are watching &lt;em&gt;starcircle quest.. &lt;/em&gt;hehe. nakakatawa ung mga boses nila. waha. ansama. tapos, halata pang lipsynch lang ginagawa nila.. duh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sana kc hindi ganun ka obvious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, mahal ko xa. sakin nlang un kun cno xa.. bsta, xa ung nagturo sakin kung pano ngumite ule. i mean, smiling again feels good. haha. uhrm, it feels good. wah,labo. anyway, i heard&lt;em&gt; over and over again &lt;/em&gt;ulit.. haha. asteegin. nkakalss. sobra. pte,&lt;em&gt; if the feeling's gone.. &lt;/em&gt;i can relate. haha. pero past naun. and i have no intentions on being with her again.. no way. haha. whenever they would ask me: &lt;em&gt;what if she would take you back?&lt;/em&gt; edi sagot bigla ng: &lt;em&gt;ayaw ko na.. hindi ko na kaya at hindi ko na kakayanin. &lt;/em&gt;odb? i mean, edi, sagot ka nalang. hehe. e ayaw ko na.. and at the same time, parang ayaw ko pa (with a different person).. i mean, kahit maging sino pa xa.. ayaw ko na muna. kahit pa mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal ko xa, ayaw ko pa muna.. i had a (sort of) "&lt;em&gt;trauma"..&lt;/em&gt; i guess. i think i still need to heal those wounds that she gave me.. then, it'll be scars. hay. i'm willing to wait until it would turn into scars. but obviously, i would really need to help myself first.. right? i mean, how can i move on and how can i get over her if i wouldn't help myself? ryt? haha. malay. anlabo ko na ata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i can't think well.. hay. i don't care about the noise behind my back pero, ang ingay nila! nakakatorete ng tengnga! rrrr! i mean, they're fighting because of a pillow.. hello? sa kinadami dami ng mga unan dito, away parin cla ng away. 'nyeta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hay. nothing in mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;end *bow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110215912105999015?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110215912105999015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110215912105999015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110215912105999015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110215912105999015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/pwede-ba.html' title='pwede ba..'/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455980.post-110215367104000898</id><published>2004-12-05T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T18:41:32.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so darn boring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;orayt. this one's my first post and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;thanks to my besty&lt;/span&gt;.. uhm, she's the one who taught me how to have a blog or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*sobrang boring dito sa bahay and i'm thinking of calling her. uhm, xa. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;me and my brother fought, so, what's new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wah, know what, i'm over her! i just realized that she's just one of those trashes.. yeah, fine.. i loved her (but bes told me,infatuation lang), but hello? why would i give my attention to someone who's so fucking numb to feel whatever that is that i'm giving? diba nga, give and take? pro, can somebody PLEASE tell me what i'm taking? i mean, i'm always giving and stuff.. bkt naging "&lt;strong&gt;give and give"&lt;/strong&gt;? anyway, they think she's &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; worth it and i think so too.. wah,masama na ba? anyway, nung una i thought she never cried about what had happened pero her friends told me na she did.. then, i heard ule na she cried because of the thing that i did.. when i talked to her then i almost shouted at her and stuff tapos un. she never thought daw na i can do such a thing. wah, i didn't know i'm THAT brave na.. she made me braver and stuff dahil sa ginawa nea sakin.. ahy,&lt;strong&gt;magsawa&lt;/strong&gt; daw ba? i mean, is she THAT immature? well yeah, many told me na dahil daw sa una nea 'tong relationship tapos she's that young pa pro, those aren't those typical excusable excuses noh! i mean, if she loved me, i think she can be that mature enough to face a relationship.. dba? i mean.. rrr.. why am i THAT stupid not to realize these earlier? i mean, why did these had to happen before ko pa narealize.. haha. &lt;em&gt;nasa huli nga ang pagsisisi&lt;/em&gt;. darn. ang tanga ko. why didn't i listened to my friends? i mean, they told me stuffs about her then i thought na hindi un totoo for i trust&lt;strong&gt;ED&lt;/strong&gt; her.. at the same time, i thought what they told me aren't true because for a fact, my friends don't like her that's why i thought they just made those stories up and stuff.. un pala, &lt;strong&gt;what they told me are TRUE.&lt;/strong&gt; so, tell me.. i am THAT stupid ryt? hay. how i wish i can turn back time and "polish" my life.. i mean, remove her. hay, sama ko, but MASmasama xa! i hated her. yeah, darn true. but i hope that in time, i can take her back&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and be one of my&lt;strong&gt; friends. &lt;/strong&gt;kasi shempre, kahit na nagago na nea ako behind my back and stuff, may napagdaanan naman kami. i mean, those good memories.. iono. it's just that, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i am so- confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9455980-110215367104000898?l=outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/feeds/110215367104000898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9455980&amp;postID=110215367104000898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110215367104000898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9455980/posts/default/110215367104000898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outoftheordinarypsycho.blogspot.com/2004/12/so-darn-boring.html' title='so darn boring.'/><author><name>NiquE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05687544434754202026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
