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  <title>run for your lives!</title>
  <subtitle>what are you waiting for?</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-10-31T19:57:36Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:quacketyquack:56520</id>
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    <title>Depression, Regression.</title>
    <published>2008-10-31T19:57:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-31T19:57:36Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:quacketyquack:56102</id>
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    <title>from apo.</title>
    <published>2008-01-28T03:40:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-28T03:40:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Leave a comment and I'll reply by answering the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.&lt;br /&gt;8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:quacketyquack:54950</id>
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    <title>I had a weird dream...</title>
    <published>2007-04-20T01:42:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-20T01:42:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">about a Scholastican. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How vague. Haha. Speaking of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm joining the bandwagon!&lt;br /&gt;The KULASA SURVEY&lt;br /&gt;During high school I ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academics&lt;br /&gt;[1] got a 100 card grade&lt;br /&gt;[2] failed a perio&lt;br /&gt;[3] crammed for a quiz&lt;br /&gt;[4] finished Ibong Adarna&lt;br /&gt;[5] finished Florante &amp; Laura&lt;br /&gt;[6] finished Noli&lt;br /&gt;[7] finished Fili&lt;br /&gt;[8] finished Ibong Mandaragit&lt;br /&gt;[ ] used a gabay for the Noli/Fili&lt;br /&gt;[ ] read a totally different version of the Noli/Fili (other than the one provided)&lt;br /&gt;[9] borrowed textbooks from other classes&lt;br /&gt;[10] lent textbooks to other classes&lt;br /&gt;[11] borrowed a lab gown&lt;br /&gt;[12] lent a lab gown&lt;br /&gt;[ ] failed a subject&lt;br /&gt;[ ] did summer classes&lt;br /&gt;[13] got a merit&lt;br /&gt;[14] got 3rd honor&lt;br /&gt;[ ] got 2nd honor&lt;br /&gt;[ ] got 1st honor&lt;br /&gt;[15] got a line of 7 card grade&lt;br /&gt;[16] passed Chem&lt;br /&gt;[17] passed Physics&lt;br /&gt;[18] had something printed at the Comp. Lab&lt;br /&gt;[19] used a clearbook&lt;br /&gt;[20] used a Jansport backpack&lt;br /&gt;[21] got a make-up test&lt;br /&gt;[22] crammed for a project -- Physics mobile. CLT 'yun, actually.&lt;br /&gt;[23] copied homework&lt;br /&gt;[24] cheated (if I copied homework, that's cheating already right? duh.)&lt;br /&gt;[25] got a 4.0 club grade (all the way baby!)&lt;br /&gt;[26] got declared Best Speaker&lt;br /&gt;[27] got declated Best Debater&lt;br /&gt;[28] was in the Winning Team&lt;br /&gt;[29] enjoyed Geometry&lt;br /&gt;[30] got into the Top 10&lt;br /&gt;[31] recited voluntarily&lt;br /&gt;[32] "shared" in CLE&lt;br /&gt;[ ] did a handwritten lab report&lt;br /&gt;[33] forgot my PE clothes&lt;br /&gt;[34] did not study at all for a test&lt;br /&gt;[ ] made reviewers-- for Physics&lt;br /&gt;[35] borrowed/copied reviewers&lt;br /&gt;[ ] paid someone to do homework/projects for me&lt;br /&gt;[36] borrowed/lent notes&lt;br /&gt;[37] had Sir Rono as a teacher&lt;br /&gt;[38] did homework for one class in another class&lt;br /&gt;[39] flunked an Isidro test (Mr. or Mrs. doesn't matter) (Quizzes count, right?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had the MR as my homeroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBTOTAL: 39/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discipline&lt;br /&gt;[1]  got a green ID&lt;br /&gt;[2] got a blue ID&lt;br /&gt;[3] got sent to the CSF&lt;br /&gt;[4] got a call slip&lt;br /&gt;[5] ate in class&lt;br /&gt;[6] texted in class&lt;br /&gt;[ ] got caught with my phone on&lt;br /&gt;[ ] got a clean record&lt;br /&gt;[ ] was put on probation (DP/SDP)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] got a conduct grade lower than G&lt;br /&gt;[7] got an O conduct grade&lt;br /&gt;[8] got an oral warning&lt;br /&gt;[9] did community service&lt;br /&gt;[ ] turned in something for the lost &amp; found&lt;br /&gt;[10] got back something from the lost &amp; found&lt;br /&gt;[ ] filed a violation&lt;br /&gt;[11] read the handbook&lt;br /&gt;[12] got scolded by the SC&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cut class&lt;br /&gt;[13] came in late for class&lt;br /&gt;[14] got my ID confiscated for ridiculous reasons (eating ketchup along the corridor!)&lt;br /&gt;[15] got yelled at by a teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBTOTAL: 15/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other experiences&lt;br /&gt;[ ] got into a fight with someone from a higher batch&lt;br /&gt;[1] got attacked by higad -- never, weird.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a bird shit all over me&lt;br /&gt;[2] sat at the stone tables&lt;br /&gt;[3] danced for the Intrams (haha.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] played for the Intrams&lt;br /&gt;[4] had a crush on a teacher (haha. may love letter pa nga eh!)&lt;br /&gt;[5] waited on a teacher on the foyer&lt;br /&gt;[6] got into the faculty room (twice!)&lt;br /&gt;[7] bought C2 from school&lt;br /&gt;[8] slept over for Peace Camp&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tried out for Delta Chi&lt;br /&gt;[9] brought a guitar to school (it's still with kri kri! bad kri kri.)&lt;br /&gt;[10] have been to a concert sponsored by the school&lt;br /&gt;[11] went to the prom&lt;br /&gt;[12] watched a volleyball game&lt;br /&gt;[13] watched a basketball game&lt;br /&gt;[ ] switched clubs (never. :) )&lt;br /&gt;[14] was an officer (club officer)&lt;br /&gt;[15] cried in school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lost a G-tec&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a serious injury while in school&lt;br /&gt;[16] came to school with a fever&lt;br /&gt;[17] went to SEP&lt;br /&gt;[18] have seen my face on the video presentations/slideshows they do for special occasions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBTOTAL: 18/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 72% High School Kulasa</content>
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    <title>oh my god nanie you have to see this. hahaha.</title>
    <published>2007-01-21T14:47:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-21T14:50:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>satellite</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A0CDFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stripper Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E1FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/dancer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/stat?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;amp;offerid=99176&amp;amp;type=3&amp;amp;subid=0&amp;amp;tmpid=1826&amp;amp;RD_PARM1=http%253A%252F%252Fphobos.apple.com%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253FselectedItemId%253D112292%2526playListId%253D112294%2526s%253D143441%26partnerId%3D30"&gt;Closer&lt;/a&gt; by Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you&lt;br /&gt;You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you&lt;br /&gt;Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I've got no&lt;br /&gt;Soul to tell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you dance, it's a little scary - and a lot sexy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/"&gt;What Song Should You Strip To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Put gifts in my stocking! (I want a chevrolet spark. haha)</title>
    <published>2006-12-21T03:19:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-21T03:29:44Z</updated>
    <category term="xmas stocking"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" width="402"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="green" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="white" face="Arial"&gt;Xmas Stocking&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="green"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="400"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="400"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://xmas.combatcards.net/images/top.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://xmas.combatcards.net/images/72/72917.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://xmas.combatcards.net/images/bottom.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="red" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="white"&gt;leave a gift for quacketyquack&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="green" align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="white"&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://xmas.combatcards.net/addgift.php"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="user_uid" value="72917"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="system" value="1"&gt;your username: &lt;input type="text" name="username" maxlength="30" size="20"&gt;&lt;br&gt;your gift: &lt;input type="text" name="gift" maxlength="30" size="25"&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;(30 characters or less)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="green" align="center"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="put gift in stocking"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="red" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xmas.combatcards.net/createstocking.php?parent_uid=72917&amp;amp;system=1"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="white"&gt;get your stocking&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="red" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snoglondon.com" title="sponsor"&gt;&lt;img src="http://xmas.combatcards.net/images/sl.gif" border="0" alt="dating website" height="1" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>hmm. is this true?</title>
    <published>2006-11-19T15:19:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-19T15:19:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guys Think You're Easy to Be With... But Not Easy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/areyoueasyquiz/easy-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're definitely a flirt - and a good one.&lt;br /&gt;But you also know that you shouldn't make a move on any cute guy who passes by.&lt;br /&gt;You save your seductive moves for someone who already knows the real you.&lt;br /&gt;That way, your sex appeal is just part of the whole package.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/areyoueasyquiz/"&gt;Are You Easy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>i'm on the right track then. haha.</title>
    <published>2006-11-19T06:41:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-19T06:41:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never Date a Libra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/libra.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indecisive, flirtatious, and downright deceptive - your Libra will tell you what you want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;Problem is they'll be telling *everyone* what they want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead try dating: Pisces, Taurus, Virgo, or Scorpio&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/"&gt;What Sign Shouldn't You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>surveys are all i post here, nowadays.</title>
    <published>2006-11-10T14:05:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-10T14:05:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1.Cigarette: last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sex: peach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Relationship: worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your Last Out of town: can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Power rangers: gay pink reunited boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Marijuana: don't need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Crack: don't need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Food: delight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Love: bunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. War: cycles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Car: for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Gas Prices: evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Halloween: emily rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Bon Jovi: it's my life, it's now or never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Religion: grounded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. MySpace: alien &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Worst fear: uselessness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Marriage: deception &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Fashion: relative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Brunettes: hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21: Redheads: hotter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22: Work: i'll sue the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23: Pass time: music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24: Football: i'll watch. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25: One night stands: ipanema at eastwood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26: Pet Peeve: hiccups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Pixie Stix: whut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Vanilla Ice Cream: LOVE LOVE LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29: Porta Potties: convenient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30: High school: best and worst times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31: Pajamas: hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Wood: pecker peck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Surfers: shibby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Pictures: bootipul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. First Love: change</content>
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    <title>quacketyquack @ 2006-09-22T11:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-22T03:11:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-22T03:11:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;IF YOU'RE ON MY FRIENDS LIST,&lt;br /&gt;I want to know things about you. I don't care if we've never talked, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. I really don't. You are obviously on my list, so let me know with whom I am friends! (Post in comments)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your Middle Name:&lt;br /&gt;2. Age:&lt;br /&gt;3. Single or Taken:&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite Movie:&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite Song:&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite Band/Artist:&lt;br /&gt;7. Dirty or Clean:&lt;br /&gt;8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. Do we know each other outside of Live Journal?&lt;br /&gt;2. Whats your philosophy on life?&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you have my back in a fight?&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite memory of us?&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you give me a kidney?&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?&lt;br /&gt;9. Can we get together and make a cake?&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you heard any rumors of me lately?&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you think I'm a good person?&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you drive across country with me?&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you think I'm attractive?&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could change anything about me, would you?&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?&lt;br /&gt;17. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happiness</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T05:53:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T05:53:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;What is it? Is it merely being content with what we have? If that is the case, then how can we be happy if it is in our nature to always want more? Can you say you're happy if there's still something you don't have that you want so so bad?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And how do you know if something is a want or a need? I can tell you right now that I need you, but do I really? I need you, yes, but in what context? To be happy? Or to live?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One can go on living without anyone else, but then what would the point be, if to be happy,&amp;nbsp;he or she&amp;nbsp;needs that&amp;nbsp;someone else?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe happiness is meant to be temporary, ephemeral, short-lived. Maybe happiness is the state of being wherein we feel we could want nothing more. But sooner or later, we find something else to want.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*******&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Okay, sorry. I've confused myself and anyone who just read what I wrote above. Haha. Anyway, so much has been happening to me that well, I think my confusion is forgivable. Michelle, we need to talk. And Nanie. And Angeli.&amp;nbsp;And whoever else&amp;nbsp;wants to take part in my chaotic life. I warn you though, you may regret it. Haha. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>at 10 months, is this the end? :(</title>
    <published>2006-08-18T02:14:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-18T02:14:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;where are we?&lt;br&gt;what the hell is going on?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the dust has only just begun to fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;crop circles in the carpet&lt;br&gt;sinking, feeling&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;spin me 'round again&lt;br&gt;and rub my eyes,&lt;br&gt;this can't be happening&lt;br&gt;when busy streets&amp;nbsp;amass with people&lt;br&gt;would stop to hold their heads heavy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hide and seek&lt;br&gt;trains and sewing machines&lt;br&gt;all those years&lt;br&gt;they were here first&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;oily marks appear on walls&lt;br&gt;where pleasure moments hung before the take over,&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sweeping insensitivity of this still life&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;hide and seek&lt;br&gt;trains and sewing machines (you won't catch me around here)&lt;br&gt;blood and tears&lt;br&gt;they were here first&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mmm what'dcha say,&lt;br&gt;mmm that you only meant well?&lt;br&gt;well of course you did&lt;br&gt;mmm what'dcha say,&lt;br&gt;mmm that's all for the best?&lt;br&gt;of course it is&lt;br&gt;emmm what'dcha say?&lt;br&gt;mmm that it's just what we need&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you decided this&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mmmm what'dcha say?&lt;br&gt;mmm what did&amp;nbsp;she say?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ransom notes keep falling out your mouth&lt;br&gt;midsweet talk, newspaper word cut outs&lt;br&gt;speak no feeling&lt;br&gt;no, i don't believe you&lt;br&gt;you don't care a bit, &lt;br&gt;you don't care a bit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(hide and seek)&lt;br&gt;ransom notes keep falling out your mouth&lt;br&gt;midsweet talk, newspaper word cut outs&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(hide and seek)&lt;br&gt;speak no feeling&lt;br&gt;no, I don't believe you&lt;br&gt;you don't care a bit,&lt;br&gt;you don't care a bit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(hide and seek)&lt;br&gt;oh no, you don't care a bit&lt;br&gt;oh no, you don't care a bit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(hide and seek)&lt;br&gt;oh no, you don't care a bit&lt;br&gt;you don't care a bit&lt;br&gt;you don't care a bit&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:quacketyquack:51314</id>
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    <title>About to blow... in more ways than one.</title>
    <published>2006-08-12T02:30:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-12T02:30:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I got back the results for my midterms in english 12. Not bad, but I need to do better. I want an uno dammit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Also got back my biology 1 long quiz. All I can say is,,, fuck it. Haha. I made a bet with my friend, if I scored higher than him, I'd buy him a shot later at the acquaintace party. But if he scored higher, he'd libre me. I thought it was in the bag that I'd get a free shot because he graduated from quezon city science. Well,&amp;nbsp;turns out I got higher. Amazing. But still, it was a LOW SCORE. So so stupid. Anyway.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My class after bio was cancelled, so I went&amp;nbsp;home to shower before going over to Phoebe's place. We celebrated Jo's birthday, which was two weeks ago. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the beginning it was kind of dull, but we had&amp;nbsp;"icebreakers" at hand, so things became more... interesting. Man. Emotions, eruptions, explosions. Oh yeah let's all climax together baby. Hold each other through it all. What a party.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I ended up not going to my second party for the night, the one for UP Underground, because my mom fell asleep and fetched me from Phoebe's at past 12 already.&amp;nbsp;What a shame.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nevertheless, I'm glad&amp;nbsp;I stayed late at Phoebe's. In fact, I wish I'd stayed later. Phoebe was a great first-time host. And there will be other times, right Phoebe my SSLF? Haha.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I feel numb.</title>
    <published>2006-08-09T04:26:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-09T04:26:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I don't know how I'm supposed to feel anymore. I don't know if I'm tired. I don't know if I've given up. I don't know if I'm okay. I don't know if I can forget you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's been so hard for me. Just because I'm not texting you, doesn't mean I don't miss you like hell. Just because I'm pissy sometimes, doesn't mean I haven't changed. I have. Give me the chance to show you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But then... you just revealed to me that you don't know if YOU yourself can change. I don't know how to feel about that. I don't know if, knowing that fact, if we get back together, I won't end up leaving anyway, because the pain would be too much to handle. I wish you'd at least try, for us.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I promised you I'd stay as long as the love does.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That's why I'm still here.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Are you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:quacketyquack:50795</id>
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    <title>My evil twin (actually i'm the evil one)</title>
    <published>2006-08-07T11:42:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-07T11:42:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Today was fun. Yay. Except for the fact that I didn't get to share any of it with YOU. I miss you...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One big ANYWAY.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After my class I had lunch with Nikki and Angeli. Barbecue. Mmm. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I have a new phone, Nokia 6233. It's beautiful. Haha. And it means I have new pictures in my "me" folder. Because I am vain. Yeah. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I plan to make a new folder here entitled "The UP Experience," to convince all you HS Seniors to come on in! As soon as I have enough pictures. Alright!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After lunch, I hung out with Up Underground people. I love them. A friendly lot. They're cool. Aaand...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yet another person told me I look like Mong of Chicosci and Sandwich. Should I take that to be good? I don't know, really. Hmm. Means I still look like a boy. Is that a good thing? Haha. Well supposedly Mong is hot. Therefore... nothing. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;UP is love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:quacketyquack:50550</id>
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    <title>UPCAT: today and tomorrow</title>
    <published>2006-08-05T06:56:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-05T06:56:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>broken heart-dashboard confessional</lj:music>
    <content type="html">good luck to all those taking the test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope lots of st. scho people get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seniors, UP is fun! come on come on in. haha.</content>
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    <title>so true.</title>
    <published>2006-07-29T01:26:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-29T01:26:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>same-snow patrol</lj:music>
    <content type="html">got this animal test from &lt;a href="http://naucon.net/misc/tests/love_test01.htm"&gt;http://naucon.net/misc/tests/love_test01.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  You are attracted to those who have split personality, like cold&lt;br /&gt;    as ice on the outside, but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  In the process of courtship, the approach that would make you&lt;br /&gt;    feel irresistible is straight-forward, just tell you he/she&lt;br /&gt;    loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  The impression you would like to give to your lover is &lt;b&gt;loyal,&lt;br /&gt;    faithful, never change.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  What you hate most in your partner is that the person is&lt;br /&gt;    ruthless, cold-blooded, and/or ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  The kind of relationship you would like to build with your&lt;br /&gt;    partner is one that you care &lt;b&gt;not only about the present but&lt;br /&gt;    also the future&lt;/b&gt; with your partner, a long-lasting relationship&lt;br /&gt;    that you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  You care about the society and morality, you won't do anything&lt;br /&gt;    wrong after marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;You think of marriage as a precious thing. Once you get married,&lt;br /&gt;    you'll treasure it and your partner very much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  At this moment, &lt;b&gt;you think of love as a commitment for both parties.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:quacketyquack:49864</id>
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    <title>"live from this and you won't look back."</title>
    <published>2006-07-26T04:15:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-26T04:15:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>stars</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i love stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complements my mood very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone up for a party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vamonos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i'm about to finish watching the OC season 3. who wants to know what happens? mwahahaha!</content>
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    <title>so i have decided to actually use my multiply</title>
    <published>2006-07-15T13:39:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-15T13:39:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>pussycat dolls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">finally, my multiply has pictures. yay. view them. add me. let's mutiply. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shootingdownether.multiply.com</content>
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    <title>i died last night</title>
    <published>2006-07-15T11:11:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-15T11:11:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my favorite game-the cardigans</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bono Padilla (7/15/2006 4:40:00 PM): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;martoo: hinde naman hahaha! dami din sobrang nalasing eh &lt;br /&gt;martoo: there was this girl &lt;br /&gt;martoo: her name is roanne &lt;br /&gt;martoo: from stscho &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bono Pad: yeah i know her &lt;br /&gt;Bono Pad: nalasing &lt;br /&gt;Bono Pad: ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;martoo: sobra talaga &lt;br /&gt;martoo: cuz we made this really really solid drink &lt;br /&gt;martoo: kaso when you try it sobrang sarap parang no alcohol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bono Pad: sarap naman nun &lt;br /&gt;Bono Pad: gusto ko nun! &lt;br /&gt;Bono Pad: di matapang? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;martoo: kaso yun linagay namin dun isang buong bottle of the big tanduay and kosak vodka &lt;br /&gt;martoo: its not matapang sa lasa &lt;br /&gt;martoo: kaso sa ulo &lt;br /&gt;martoo: aray &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bono Pad: i like that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;martoo: she had 7 of those  &lt;br /&gt;martoo: na glass &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bono Pad: damn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;martoo: then she couldnt walk na &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bono Pad: hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who the hell is martoo? he spelled my name wrong. anyway, so "she couldnt walk na" is a big understatement. i fell. i died. they carried me out and put me down on the grass. i threw up. they changed my shirt. i threw up again. all the titos and titas saw. one tita said, "been there, done that." haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to everyone who helped carry me, change me, etc. now you guys, are friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to get drunk, but not enough to throw up. fuck man, i still wanted to dance! haha. i was drinking to forget. i'm kind of depressed right now, see. and i didn't think one could get drunk on punch. that was no ordinary punch. so i'm sure i had 7 glasses, maybe more. i stopped counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom fetched me. i was out cold. haha. then at home, i started crying. as in bawling. as in fuck my world has ended. sure felt like it. damn YOU. i was so miserable. my mom held me as i cried, and she seemed to know what i was crying about, in that weird way that mothers just know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in the morning, i was greeted by the worst hang-over ever. threw up again, twice. then YOU sent me a message, getting mad at me for getting drunk. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, let's all just laugh about this, eh?</content>
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    <title>what i have learned in college</title>
    <published>2006-07-11T11:38:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-11T11:38:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>oh baby baby</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ENGLISH 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some teachers will just never remember your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is purely physical. love equals sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOGY 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a prof in UP who is a boy version of st. scho's ms ungson, complete with the "hmm?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KASAYSAYAN 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a prof in UP who is a (real) boy version of st scho's ms cabral (they look alike).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPANISH 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puñeta in spanish means i'll hit you. if used in south america, it means masturbation.</content>
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    <title>so it was my birthday yesterday</title>
    <published>2006-07-10T12:28:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-10T12:28:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nothing damn it</lj:music>
    <content type="html">FIRST REAL BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;nikki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST SCHOOL:&lt;br /&gt;child learning center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST CELL PHONE:&lt;br /&gt;nokia 3210&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST FUNERAL:&lt;br /&gt;my lola's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST PET:&lt;br /&gt;a fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST BIG TRIP:&lt;br /&gt;australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST FLIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST CELEBRITY CRUSH:&lt;br /&gt;clint moffat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST JOB:&lt;br /&gt;white hair remover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE HAS THEIR LAST:&lt;br /&gt;huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST CAR RIDE:&lt;br /&gt;earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST TIME YOU CRIED?:&lt;br /&gt;don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED:&lt;br /&gt;superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST FOOD YOU ATE:&lt;br /&gt;pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST ITEM BOUGHT:&lt;br /&gt;stored value lrt card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST SHIRT WORN:&lt;br /&gt;serenity shirt from people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST TEXT MESSAGE RECIEVED:&lt;br /&gt;"ikaw." from kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THING YOU TOUCHED:&lt;br /&gt;keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST TIME AT THE MALL:&lt;br /&gt;yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST TIME YOU WERE EXCITED FOR SOMETHING:&lt;br /&gt;this morning, 10-11:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSON YOU SAW:&lt;br /&gt;jica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST TIME YOU WERE REALLY HONESTLY HAPPY?&lt;br /&gt;this morning 10-11:30</content>
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    <title>the UP life (hug me please!)</title>
    <published>2006-06-25T07:02:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-25T07:02:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>promises-the cranberries</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/count_hugs.cgi?hug=ro-an" height="40" width="240" title="HUGS"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HUGS* TOTAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/hugs.cgi?&amp;amp;HUGS=yes&amp;amp;hug=ro-an"&gt;give ro-an more *HUGS*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/gethugs.cgi"&gt;Get hugs of your own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello again world. i'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, how is UP? it's fun! i know there's supposed to be some sort of culture shock that comes with the first week in UP, but so far, i'm not feeling it. i'm meeting so many people from the province! most are in dorms. lucky.. so far, the friendliest people are gay. surprise surprise. i want more gay friends! so fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my profs aren't that great, but not totally horrible either. what's really cool about UP is the environment, and the students. like in my english 11 class, everyone is reciting! and everyone has interesting, intelligent answers to give. it's wonderful. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the campus is beautiful. so many trees. i love walking early in the morning, before my 8:30 class. i love looking at the crushed flowers on the sidewalk, orange and yellow and red merging together, smelling of dew and nature and rain. there's a certain comfort in walking alone on campus, just immersing myself in everything my senses can take in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iba talaga ang UP.</content>
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    <title>ah. those days.</title>
    <published>2006-05-13T16:25:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-13T16:36:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>this kiss-faith hill</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/mcdo_tayo/cossackvodka.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaw, i remember when the class used to think the name of this vodka was toska, because that's what it sounded like in the radio advertisement. ka-te said whenever she hears the ad, she's reminded of me, because it sounds like rosa. so in the tune of the ad, the class would go, rosa vodka spirit of russia! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories like this make me really sad that i've graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: ro-an&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: two lovely girls&lt;br /&gt;Brothers: kitt (close enough to be one)&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: melay and jica&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: brown? black&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: six&lt;br /&gt;Height: i don't want to know. please. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Innie or Outie: innie&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now? big t-shirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live? makati&lt;br /&gt;Righty or lefty: righty&lt;br /&gt;First place to go for a date: movie&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Favorites...&lt;br /&gt;Number: 243? haha. 18.&lt;br /&gt;Boy's Name: joshua &lt;br /&gt;Girl's Name: sam&lt;br /&gt;Drink: pineapple lychee shake. for now.&lt;br /&gt;Month: october&lt;br /&gt;Juice: orange&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: corned beef&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever...&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Bungee jumped: no&lt;br /&gt;Made yourself throw-up: no&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: no&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone: no&lt;br /&gt;played Truth or Dare: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Been in a police car: no&lt;br /&gt;Been on a plane: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Came close to dying: literally? no&lt;br /&gt;Been in a sauna: no&lt;br /&gt;Been in a hot tub: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: hi mrs. sigue. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: hope not&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died: no&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school: yes&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair: yes&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: no&lt;br /&gt;Saved AIM conversation: yes&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: yes&lt;br /&gt;Made out with just a friend: no&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on: hope not&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;What is...&lt;br /&gt;What's your room like: full of my sister's things. she's taken over.&lt;br /&gt;What is beside you: an owl&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate: vanilla ice cream&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shampoo do you use: summer fresh! haha.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Ever Had...&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox: yes&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: yes&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: no&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: nope&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Do You...&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight: i don't know. sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: yes&lt;br /&gt;Like school: yes&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you called? phoebe&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you smile: people who love me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Who...&lt;br /&gt;Did you last yell at: i don't remember&lt;br /&gt;Broke your heart: no one&lt;br /&gt;Told you they loved you?: lots of people. yay.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Do you like filling these out?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear contact lenses or glasses?: glasses, but they're broken right now.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like yourself: i love myself&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your family: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now: monday by jon brion&lt;br /&gt;What did you do last night: went to mian's party&lt;br /&gt;What did you do yesterday?: went to orchestra practice.. and mian's party&lt;br /&gt;Hated someone in your family: no&lt;br /&gt;What car do you wish to have? any car with a good aircon and radio&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to get married: uh.. anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Good driver: doubt it. i have no sense of direction.&lt;br /&gt;Good singer: hell no&lt;br /&gt;Diamond or pearl: diamond&lt;br /&gt;Are you the oldest?: no&lt;br /&gt;Indoor or outdoor: indoor&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Today did you...&lt;br /&gt;1. Talk to someone you liked: yeah&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy something: yeah&lt;br /&gt;3. Got sick: nope&lt;br /&gt;4. Sing: yeah&lt;br /&gt;8. Talked to an ex: not applicable!&lt;br /&gt;9. Miss someone: yeah&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Last person who...&lt;br /&gt;10. Was in your bed?: shibby!&lt;br /&gt;11. Saw you cry: ka-te. but she doesn't remember. haha.&lt;br /&gt;12. Made you cry: ka-te&lt;br /&gt;13. Went to the movies with: i don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;14. You went to the mall with: ka-te and phoebe&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever been in a fight with your pet: not applicable&lt;br /&gt;17. Been to California: no&lt;br /&gt;18. Been to Mexico: no&lt;br /&gt;19. Been to Canada: no. but i want to go there!&lt;br /&gt;20. Been to Africa: no. and no thanks. haha.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Random....&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you have a crush on someone: sort of&lt;br /&gt;22. What books are you reading now: american gods by neil gaiman&lt;br /&gt;23. Best feeling in the world: cleaning my ears. and love.&lt;br /&gt;24. Future KIDS names: juancho mando dando joaquin, and kudarat bustamante&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? no&lt;br /&gt;26. What's under your bed: my hot hot lover&lt;br /&gt;27. Favorite sport to watch: racing! haha&lt;br /&gt;28. Favorite location?: home&lt;br /&gt;29. Piercing/Tattoos: just my ears&lt;br /&gt;30. Who do you really hate? no one&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you have a job? no, but i want one. scrap that, i need one!&lt;br /&gt;32.Have you ever liked someone you didn't have a chance with? yes&lt;br /&gt;33. Are you lonely right now? no&lt;br /&gt;34. Song that's stuck in your head right now: tarzan song&lt;br /&gt;35. Have you ever played strip poker: no&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever been in a mosh-pit: no&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Random...&lt;br /&gt;What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? height. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Your Favorite Food? adobo. haha. chicken!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried for no reason? no&lt;br /&gt;Hugs or kisses? both&lt;br /&gt;Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn? butter&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Flower? roses. only because it's my name. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever fired a gun? no &lt;br /&gt;Do you like to travel by plane as opposed to car? no&lt;br /&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with? three</content>
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    <title>life is beautiful.</title>
    <published>2006-05-11T03:09:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-11T03:09:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>swing-ani difranco</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Now here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment on this entry if you want to be given your own letter. Once you have it, post 10 things starting with that letter, and explain their significance to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the letter R, from alena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;ro-an.&lt;/b&gt; because that is my name. getting the spelling right is essential. spell it right, and automatically you become one of my favorite people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;reader's digest.&lt;/b&gt; i like reading that to feel intellectual. it makes me feel that i actually care about what's going on around me. preferable to newspapers, which make my nose itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;rome.&lt;/b&gt; i want to go there someday. i want to visit all the magnificent chapels and art museums. if i'm rich enough, i might not come back. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;rolex.&lt;/b&gt; because i want a watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;reese's.&lt;/b&gt; one of my favorite chocolates. but nothing beats toblerone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;red underwear.&lt;/b&gt; i find this extremely hot and seductive. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;red violin.&lt;/b&gt; i will absolutely love you if you find me a copy of this movie. i've been looking for it everywhere, but it's pretty old, so no luck so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;resin.&lt;/b&gt; it's the substance that you rub against the bow of the violin so that the violin will sound when played. the smell of it is one of my favorite smells in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;rilke.&lt;/b&gt; an amazing writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;rough.&lt;/b&gt; because i like it rough. go figure.</content>
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    <title>happy birthday phoebe and chachi!</title>
    <published>2006-05-05T14:34:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-05T14:57:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>stellar-incubus</lj:music>
    <content type="html">last night i went to phoebe's and chachi's party, at temple. i had a great time, a lot of 4-c people who i've missed a lot were there. in crowds i'm usually the one who sits quietly, smiling and laughing at the right moments, sometimes saying something, but usually just listening to others talk. i missed listening to my classmates talking about american top model and other shows that i only vaguely recognize. my first drink was sex on the beach. i remember it especially because it actually tasted better than i expected; my classmates, who generally don't drink alcohol, agreed that it was yummy. after that i think i had three shots. and a lot of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was funny toward the latter part of the evening, when people started getting drunk. mian passed out. but before that, she ruined my blouse by snapping one strap off. haha. chachi was drunk too. she was raving over her gifts or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we danced. at everyone's insistence, i was forced to once again show my version of hot dancing. no friends, it was not a pretty sight. i plead drunkenness (but really, i was still sober). then i started to get a little tipsy, and did stuff i choose not to divulge to the world because i fear for those whose innocent minds are still intact. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell, the party was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/mcdo_tayo/PICT0011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaja, me, jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/mcdo_tayo/PICT0019.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tin, ka-te, madon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/mcdo_tayo/PICT0013.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dongca, krisha, rashy, zaela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/mcdo_tayo/PICT0096.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ka-te, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/mcdo_tayo/PICT0101.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tin, jaja, michelle, birthday girls chachi and phoebe!</content>
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