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  <title>requiem - the unleashed</title>
  <subtitle>"my life, my works, what has happen, what will happen..."</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-12-27T02:42:27Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:53342</id>
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    <title>I missed writing my gramatically incorect blog. :)</title>
    <published>2008-12-27T02:42:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-27T02:42:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi Everyone! I miss you all so much! I missed the times when I was ranting and you guys were there for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more days and it's going to be new year. I actually read my past blogs, I realized how much I have changed since then. Woah, how many birthdays and events had passed, my goodness! It's better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To update you all, I'm technically single. Letting go and letting God do the rest. I still do believe in happily ever after endings, therefore I'm not worrying about tomorrow or the future, I am not letting anyone rob me of my joy, I am not letting anyone get to me, tell me things that I know I am not. Judgemental(if there is such word) people sucks big time. Why can't we just be all happy and forgive. As stated in Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know what I am planning for you. I have good plans for you, not plans to hurt you. I will give you hope and a good future." Yeah, that's true. Being with God is the best! :) You too should try. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more days and it new year. Hmmm? what would be my new year resolutions? Resolutions that I will follow, really follow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my friends, you know who you guys are. I miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Me. :)</content>
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    <title>wooh... woohuwohooo! GO SAN BEDA FIGHT!!!</title>
    <published>2006-09-23T07:27:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T05:53:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt; GO SAN BEDA FIGHT, GO SAN BEDA FIGHT! GO SAN BEDA FIGHT!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the craziest and the happiest day of all bedans... after 28 years it ended at season 82! &lt;b&gt; SAN BEDA RED LIONS WON THE 82nd NCAA CHAMPIONSHIPS!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, being a student from ust but shows more support in san beda. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason #1: my boyfriend is the assistant coach. *ehem ehem* love you coach...&lt;br /&gt;reason #2: kuya is a red lion&lt;br /&gt;reason #3: its more exciting watching their games than ust&lt;br /&gt;reason #4: all the players calls me ate though i'm younger than them, i was elevated to ate status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole entire game i was standing. i only sat during the 10+ minutes of halftime. i was full of energy, so positive that we will win this game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early that morning wa my gradpic... so basically i was so dresssed up when i went to the game, wearing heels, a white top and yes, make up, nice make up. really ready for whatever is about to happen. cathy and i talked that we will switch wardrobe. the first time san beda lost the game, when cathy was the courtside reporter, was when she's all made up, wearing stilletos and a white top. on the other hand, i was wearing sneakers and a red top, her usual attire. so then we switched. :) that day where kind of confident that san beda would win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day it was, whew! yes lots and lots of people, mostly wearinf red, hence it could be called a "red day!" still, the coliseum was packed with cheering bedans, positive that we will bring home the crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the game started, at the start of the 4th quarter we were up by 20 and then bam! little by little pcu was gaining... until the last few seconds that the score is 68-67... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have faith, and i know God wants to give us this championship, he did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 28 years, san beda red lions won the championship at season 82!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are all happy, smiles, tears, laughter, name it, you'll see every positive reaction from the bedan crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bf was so happy, that he hugged me, so basically, i smelled like champagne... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we where 6 in the car, me, coach mark, bal, bal's gf, ms. earth, and anna the courtside reporter of benilde... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy happy smiles, we all went to beda to celebrate... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy as the night went on... i still have a hangover of what happened... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one thing, GO SAN BEDA FIGHT!!! :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:49142</id>
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    <title>break from hitting... note: dead</title>
    <published>2006-03-19T05:13:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T05:25:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF8C2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Life Secrets Are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFCE3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on your life, you will have a few true loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you may have been hurt before, you tend to bring very little scars into new relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you love to debate and defend yourself. You logic prevails - or at least you'd like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting over a break-up doesn't take long. Easy come, easy go.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/"&gt;Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9D3EE" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/waterfall.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to persuade and influence others.&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who can turn a whole room around.&lt;br /&gt;The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don't abuse it.&lt;br /&gt;Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:48704</id>
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    <title>jai_pablo @ 2006-03-16T11:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-16T03:50:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-16T03:50:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEVER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;MUSICIANS FOR FREEDOM CONCERT&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;MARCH 16, 2006&lt;br /&gt;UP SUNKEN GARDEN&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5:30 PM&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;THE JERKS&lt;br /&gt;COLOR IT RED&lt;br /&gt;DONG ABAY&lt;br /&gt;HEMP REPUBLIC&lt;br /&gt;TRUE FAITH&lt;br /&gt;SESSION ROAD&lt;br /&gt;GRASS PIPE&lt;br /&gt;REGGAE MISTRESS&lt;br /&gt;GINILING FESTIVAL&lt;br /&gt;COFEE BREAK ISLAND&lt;br /&gt;UP DHARMA DOWN&lt;br /&gt;RADIOACTIVE SAGO PROJECT&lt;br /&gt;BROWNMAN REVIVAL&lt;br /&gt;AGAW AGIMAT&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;AND OTHER MORE BANDS..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Please come!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- ngayon ko lang nabasa... masarap magsunken pero hindi eh, may trip to ateneo ako bukas at kelangan ko nang matulog... enjoy nalang kau!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:48382</id>
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    <title>see? see? pati stars ko ganun ang sabi! punyetres!</title>
    <published>2006-03-09T14:02:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T05:27:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your sign specializes in relationships, and when you've decided that someone is perfect for someone else, you'll stop at nothing to get them together.&lt;/b&gt;(kamusta ang forever kong ganun ang trabaho??) That's lovely, but at the moment, if you'll be acting on behalf of one of those parties -- a coworker, for example -- coaching them on the fine points of playing hard-to-get wouldn't hurt. Start with advising them to wait until the phone rings at least two or three times before you pick it up -- and pretending they don't have caller ID.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:44338</id>
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    <title>revision ng proposal thesis</title>
    <published>2006-02-08T21:04:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T05:28:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>la paga - juanes ft. black eyed peas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt; major revision....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyamit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thesis/psycho mode on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypertension meet lung cancer meet eyebugs meet comfybed (as if!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana next week na... science week mode on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though, science week nga, tulog marathon ibig sabihin... sana...&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:44045</id>
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    <title>in short, never assume ang drama... truelili</title>
    <published>2006-02-07T04:48:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T05:45:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kantaparasamgapinanganaknungdekadanobenta - dicta license</lj:music>
    <content type="html">THE PREMISE of this article lies on the principle that sometimes, loving a person doesn't mean it has to be romantic and loving a person for the rest of your life doesn't mean you have to end up marrying them. Can a man and a woman just be friends? I'd say yes and they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hindi dahil kinaibigan ka, liligawan ka na.&lt;/b&gt; Not every guy who befriends you has an ulterior motive. Get over yourself. Don't flatter yourself. There is a reason why he befriended you, but don't automatically assume that it's because he wants to be your so-called boyfriend. If this will be the principle you'll follow every time someone asks you to be his friend, you're gonna miss a great deal from the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hindi dahil mabait sa iyo, nililigawan ka na.&lt;/b&gt; There are people who are naturally sweet and kind. There are people who are innately good and no matter how wicked you seem, they just find it so easy to be kind to you. It doesn't mean he is courting you. Don't put yourself through unnecessary stress trying to figure out if he's courting you or not. Because I think if he is, you won't have to guess, you'll know and you'll be very certain about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hindi dahil he talks to you a lot, he loves you na.&lt;/b&gt; You don't befriend a person if you absolutely abhor him, right? Chances are you make sense when he talks to you, or you're probably very patient listening to him. The two of you probably connect on some level but why does it always have to be assumed to be romantic? Being two intelligent, mature human beings, you need to accept that it's nice to share a cup of coffee over a stimulating conversation, and that you don't have to automatically put romantic connotation to it. Relieve yourself of the pressure. It's just coffee and a shared interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hindi dahil cute ang friend mo, crush/love mo na siya.&lt;/b&gt; This is the most amusing thing that hit me lately. People always assume that because your friend is cute or should I say, hot (because cute is a word you describe your high school crush while hot is a word you use to describe a hunk), "lakas amats mo na for repapips!" Let me just say this, at least from my own personal experience, I'm just nearsighted, I haven't gone blind. I can still appreciate God's creation! However, there will always be weird things, crazy things, stupid things that will keep you, believe me, from having a crush on him. First of all, you'd know his history with women, enough to judge what's good for you. Second, don't you just hate it when a guy who's absolutely always put together, who looks intelligent enough pronounces the word country as "kawntri" and the word mango as "meynggo." Call me crazy for judging a person just because he can't pronounce these words right. I admit, I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hindi dahil you hang out with each other most of the time, you'd end up being boyfriend-girlfriend.&lt;/b&gt; Self-explanatory... There are a thousand, no million different reasons why things don't always turn out that way. There is no one proven formula. For all we know, the reason why he likes hanging out with you is because he likes getting kikay tips from you. He probably plans on being kikay himself and he needs a mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A dinner with a guy friend does not necessarily mean equate to a date.&lt;/b&gt; Especially if you're paying for your share no. Hello? Three things to consider: the place, the topic and how the two of you actually planned to meet. First, how it was planned. If it were a date, expect that he would ask you out at least three days before the actual date to give you some lead time, to give you the notion that you are not just filler on his schedule. Second, the place. If it were a real date, the both of you would want real food and a place where you could really talk things through. Don't go out with a guy to a movie on Friday night if you're really serious about him. Going to a movie is more like treating him like “filler" just because you had nothing to do on a Friday night so you might as well go out. Topic. Ha! You wouldn't be talking about chikang artista, chikang opisina or argue if the one girl's boobs are real or not. You would be probably talking about sensible, quite personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I therefore conclude that platonic relationships are never complicated; people just have tendencies to complicate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; taken from:&lt;br /&gt;Things learned from &lt;br /&gt;intergender friendships&lt;br /&gt;By Mariel G. Calalo&lt;br /&gt;YOU contributor</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:43380</id>
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    <title>umuulan sa labas</title>
    <published>2006-02-02T04:13:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-01T03:42:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>super proxy - francis m.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;umuulan sa labas kaya heto nagkulong muna ako sa comp center ng libpara ano pa ba? di maginternet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though nilalamig na ko, bakit??? sobrang lamig dito to the nth power ang lamig nya...(kaye, magugustuhan mo dito) ung tipong ndi ka na makapagtype dahil sa sobrang lamig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo, may lagnat pa din ako... pero ndi na ko red.. buti naman.. di ko na kamuka si mars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga kaganapan knna:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamusta naman ang aking pagpasok... err...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;buti nalang pala ay ugali kong maligo bago ma2log&lt;/i&gt; moving on, nalate ako ng gising! kamusta naman! at pinagalitan pa ko kasi daw eh lumabas pa ko ng alas diez ng gabi! &lt;i&gt;huh? ano?! di na nga ako tumayo sa kama ko lalo na nung nagsimula na ung "life as we know it" err... pasalamat nalang sila at masarap ang tulog ko(hahaha... seryos kahit super late na, masaya maggoodnyt to self)  kasi kung ndi eh major magaaway na naman kami at lalabas ang "monster w/in" at un ang mangyayari... at sympre pinagalitan nila ako kasi late akong nagising at late na sa clase... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sympre hagaripas ako ng lakad kasi super late na ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito ang mas masaklap na pangyayari... pgdating ko sa klase, "walang clase, walang prof!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ampotah!!! leche!!! nagmadli pa ko!!! w/ mtching sabog the hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kalma kalma* nagpnta nlng ako sa guidance upang matulog ulet... antok pa ko eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay hay hay... pasalamat nlng at masarap ang tulog ko kung ndi nagaway na naman kami sa bahay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f.y.i. ndi ako umalis ng bahay ng 10pm.. akoy nanood ng life as we know it, gumagawa ng assignment at ngttxt at may kausap sa pne... talking about multi tasking... wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. inaantok pa ko... at oo, ang saya sponge ang palabas sa bigtv sa uste!!! ^_^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>sickness attack</title>
    <published>2006-02-01T04:35:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T05:29:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im sick...&lt;br /&gt;err....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you weather for the nth time!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:42813</id>
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    <title>sana nga...</title>
    <published>2006-01-29T10:43:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-01T02:19:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>magmahal ulit - sam and say</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the perfect love story.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dalawampung Hakbang sa Dambana&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa... Dalawa… Tatlo... &lt;br /&gt;Alam kong gasgas na ang linyang ito pero anu’t ano pa, hayaan mong sabihin kong walang anumang salita mula sa kahit ano pang lenguahe ang magbibigay kahulugan sa pakiramdam ko ngayon. &lt;br /&gt;Ikakasal ka na. &lt;br /&gt;Mula sa kinalalagyan ko, habang dahan dahan mong binabaybay ang gitna ng simbahan, hindi ko mapigilang lumuha ng maliliit na patak. &lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ba talaga yan? Makailang pikit na ang ginawa ko, tinatanong ang sarili kung ikaw nga ba ang babaing nasa traje de boda. At kahit anong pikit ang gawin ko, ikaw nga iyon. &lt;br /&gt;Parang kailan lang, kalaro kita kasama ang ibang bata. Alam ko pa ang itsura mo noon; tisay pero bulok ang ipin, naka-ponytail ka na palagi noon pa, at chubby. Bibo kang kalaro sa piko, pero kapag pikon ka na sa pang-aasar nila dahil sa lagi kang natutumba pag isang paa na lang ang gamit sa number 3 o kaya 4 na box sa piko, sa akin ka iiyak at aawayin ko sila. Madalas nila tayo tuksuhin pero wala lang sa iyo yon. Natutuwa naman ako noon dahil sa akin ka lumalapit. Para sa akin, ikaw na ang bestfriend ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apat… Lima... Anim… &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binibilang ko ang mga hakbang mo sa altar. Ilang segundo na lang ay hindi ka na single. Masaya ka kaya habang naglalakad? May luha ka din sa mata, nakikita ko. Pero ang tanong na bumabalot sa isip ko ay kung luha ba yan ng kagalakan o kalungkutan. &lt;br /&gt;Hindi kita naging kaklase sa grade school. Palibhasa palagi kang nasa star section. Sa service lang kita nakakasabay, at habang kumakain tayo ng cotton candy ay nagkukuwentuhan tayo tungkol sa mga nangyari sa araw natin sa school. At alam ko, nalulungkot ka noon kapag bababa na ako sa bahay namin. Magba-bye ako sayo habang aandar ang service at magtititigan tayo. Close tayo noong elementary. Ako ang bestfriend mong lalaki at ikaw naman ang tangi kong bestfriend na babae. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pito... Walo... Siyam… &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal na mahal kita. At habang pinagmamasdan kita sa maganda mong gown ay parang natutunaw ako sa kinalalagyan ko. Nasa kalagitnaan ka na at maya maya pa ay magsisimula na ang seremonya. &lt;br /&gt;Nag-high school tayo sa parehong school at sa kabutihang palad ay ka-section kita. Lalo pa tayong naging close kahit pa parating magkaaway ang mga barkada mong babae at ang mga barkada kong lalaki. Pero di gaya noong mga bata pa tayo, sa iba ka na tinutukso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sampu… Labing-isa… Labing-dalawa… &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakiramdam ko, palakas nang palakas ang tugtog ng kasal habang papalapit ka sa altar. Nakangiti ka at kung minsa’y naititingin mo ang mata mo sa ibang taong nagagalak habang pinagmamasdan ka. Nasa sa iyo lahat ng atensyon. &lt;br /&gt;Nagkaroon ka na ng maraming boyfriend. Ako namam ay umasa lamang na maibig mo. Wala akong naging ibang inalayan ng pagmamahal kundi ikaw. At tuwing pinapaiyak ka ng mga magagaling mong ex, telepono ko ang kumikiriring. Kaya nga noong nauso ang kantang “Halaga” ng Parokya ni Edgar, ay sobrang tinamaan ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Labing-tatlo… Labing-apat… Labing-lima… &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maligaya ka sa panahong to, alam ko. Ikaw pa, kilalang kilala na kita. Bestfriend kita eh. Mula ulo hanggang paa, kilala kita. Kakatawa pero naaalala ko pa noong mga bata tayo, alam ko na ang mga panty mo ay yung may burdang Monday, Tuesday, hanggang Friday. Alam ko na noong elementary ay galit ka sa Sibika at Kultura at sa Principal nating tinawag nating Miss Minchin. Noong highschool, alam ko pa kung sinu-sino ang mga naging crush mo. Kabisado na kita. Alam ko kung mainit ang ulo mo, kung malungkot ka, kung hindi maganda ang pakiramdam, kung nae-excite at lahat lahat. &lt;br /&gt;Alam ko din kung maligaya ka. At kung hindi man ako nagkakamali, nararamdaman kong masaya ka ngayon habang patungo sa altar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Labing-anim… Labing-pito… Labing walo… &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta maligaya ka, masaya ako. Yun naman ang gusto ko parati, ang maligaya ka. At ang tanging hiling ko sa panahong ito ay ang panghabam-buhay mo nang kaligayahan. &lt;br /&gt;Ayan na malapit ka na sa altar. &lt;br /&gt;Labing-siyam.. &lt;br /&gt;Eksaktong ikalabing-siyam na ang ang hakbang mo, nabilang ko sa isip. &lt;br /&gt;Congratulations. Masaya ako at alam kong masaya ka rin ngayong ikakasal ka na… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dalawampu… &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*copied from peyups.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. parang istorya ko, un nga lang baliktad... ako yung bestfriend... ultimate bestfriend! plus rehab center..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>sunday: hangover</title>
    <published>2006-01-29T04:40:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T05:29:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>immortal - kittie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masakit pa din ang ulo ko... slight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unang una, wag na wag kang magiistraight ng redhorse! masamang habit... seryoso... masakit na sa tyan, ultimate tama pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats sakin! buhay pa ko! naknang after a long period of time, ngayon lang ulet ako nagdrive ng lasing, take note: lasing at ako lang magisa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagpapaptugtog na ko ng nirvana, pantera at metallica kahapon... pucha! &lt;br /&gt;(thoughts running: walang red light red light sakin! dats 1am!) mukhang freeway ko na naman ang edsa at ang mindanao avenue sakin knna... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umiikot ikot din mundo ko, pano kung mabangga ako at maospital, o kayay mamatay, sino sinong ppnta sa libing ko??? -- kung ndi man ako siraulo no? wala lng naiisip ko talaga un dahil sa pggng depress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay hay hay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam ko iikot din lahat... hehehehe... i just hate falling and being inlove...&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>para kay kymsam... seryoso...</title>
    <published>2006-01-27T17:18:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-27T17:21:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Three blind mice, &lt;br /&gt;Three blind mice, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how they run! &lt;br /&gt;See how they run! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all ran after the farmer's wife, &lt;br /&gt;Who cut off their tails, &lt;br /&gt;With a carving knife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever see such a thing in your life,&lt;br /&gt;As three blind mice.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha</content>
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    <title>kapag minamalas ka...</title>
    <published>2006-01-16T05:16:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-16T05:16:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mukha akong polkadots! at ayokong kumuha ng litrato kong mukha akong ganun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pucha! ndi ako makapasok sympre... baka lumalala dahil sa polusyon ng maynila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asar asar asar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>short story part 1</title>
    <published>2006-01-11T02:59:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T05:36:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>so sick - ne-yo (itoy rnb my gad!)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt; i so love my horoscope for the day:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you two met was magical. They know it and you know it. Just about everything that's happened since also seems to have carried that lovely, magical tone, too. So today, when one or both of you suddenly feels the touch of the green-eyed monster, don't you dare let that endanger what you've got. A little bit of jealousy -- a very, very little bit -- can be a compliment. It means you love someone enough to value them. A lot means you're insecure. Know where to draw the line. &amp;lt;&amp;lt; akong ako... damn it!!! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;sweet revenge: pay parking lot jinx&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day it was. Joey (yak! hahaha, the rnb retard also!) didn't go to class. She was pretty excited about tonight, oh she really is. "Paskuhan, yipee!" (ang tanga tanga siguro nung babasa kung ndi pa nya magets ang mga clues kung sang eskwelahan sya nagaaral! omg!) she said to herself. I so got a date! Wow! after 10 years, i have a date for paskuhan, this year, fireworks would be a blast. She's really too lazy to get up early. She woke finally up from a long wonderful dream,"it came true." Or, is it? or just a fragment of my subconcious? a lot of thoughts rising, but she defied each one of her cruel thoughts. She finally got up, fixed her bed, stretched, did crunches, took a bath. While in the shower, she was contemplating what would happen tonight. "will he have a great time?" "will i have grand date?" though she wanted not to think of anything, she can't stop herself. The face of a guy, her Danter keeps on appearing before her eyes, its like a picture flashing over and over again, she can't seem to get it off her head. "So stupid! you are so stupid! why the hell are you thinking about him? first and foremost, you can never have him, in this life time or the next. You can't think more rather than, you'll just gonna go out with a superstar then that's it. No more after that. Joey, you know how their minds work, you know that! You shouldn't expect anything! My gaaaad! You don't want to get hurt again." These blabberish words are from her subconcious yet dreaming self, basically her sweet, mushy, the super girl alter-ego. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking a bath, she stared at her wardrobe, thinking what to wear. Of course she needed to look great yet simple at the same time, she's dating a superstar, c'mon!. "Olrayt! I have my perfect ensemble." With a big smile on her face, you can really tell she is excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beep beep (1 message received) Dante:"Which one is better on me, the grey or the cream top?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply. beep beep (1 message received) Joey:"the grey, i guess?, but here's the best way, wear them both, look at the mirror then whalah! you now know which is better." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beep beep (1 message received) Dante:"i look better with the cream top, i would go with it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply. beep beep (1 message received) Joey:"then its set, the cream top it is. why the heck ask me if you're gonna choose the one you picked earlier. hahahaha." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beep beep (1 message recieved) Dante:"well, i just want to ask your opinion... what time would we meet and where?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply. beep beep (1 message received) Joey:"Where do you want to meet? Starbucks west ave.? 6pm?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beep beep (1 message received) Dante:"aiyt. it settled, starbucks west ave it is. are you gonna drive?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply. beep beep (1 message recieved) Joey:"nope. you know im grounded remember? we'll just gonna take a cab, and dont worry its my treat to make up for the promises ive broke." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beep beep (1 message received) Dante:"aiyt, its settled. we'll meet at starbucks. im excited. im gonna lift some weights and rip my abs, i do want to look good." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply. beep beep (1 message recieved) Joey:"olrayt, be careful okay... bye... =)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beep beep (1 message received) Dante:"you too... =)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow. My God! He's excited! Omg! Omg! its like the blood in her circulatory system rushed to her brain. Omg! Mixed emotions of excitement, fear, and hmmm... feeling like a princess... Now, she's clueless of what would happen tonight... She just doesnt know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialling, Dialling... Ring Ring Ring... "Hello, Goodmorning, may i speak with alex?" (its 1pm) "its goodafternoon joey," "omg! omg!, even my sense of time is not ok. im so chipper chipper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan po ang part one muna ng aking maikling kwento. naway magustuhan nyo. mamaya ko nalang po itutuloy ang kadugtong at ako'y maliligo na at papasok sa unibersidad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maraming salamat po...=)&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>parang di kami catholico</title>
    <published>2006-01-09T12:28:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-09T12:28:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">horoscope for the day:&lt;i&gt;Love has been in the air lately for one and all. You, of course, specialize in this subject, even when it comes to making sure your friends are realistically happy and that they truly will be forever spoiled with love and attention from the person in question. If they're pouting because you haven't given your wholehearted blessing just yet, don't be swayed. After all, you have to protect your loved ones like they're children sometimes -- especially when they're in love. Continue investigating.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; umuwi ako sa bahay pagkatapos ng aming training...&lt;br /&gt;(oo, pasaway ako, bakit? may sakit, umuulan, nagtrain! yay!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jai: o, mami, san ka pa? walang traffic, bakit? wow! buong u-belt at intramuros walang pasok, kami meron... asar!&lt;br /&gt;mami ko: parang hindi kayo katoliko ah?&lt;br /&gt;jai: un na nga mismo! tumpak!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if by any chance, punyeta!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at wala pa kong exam knna... leche!!! =p&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>preparing for quiapo day</title>
    <published>2006-01-09T01:19:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-09T01:19:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>high - barbie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putang'na!!! may pasok kami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about discrimination of schools again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh ano ngayon kung ndi kami taga u-belt??? f.y.i. bago ka naman humantong dun eh dadaan ka sa espana kung saan ito'y teritoryo namin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leche!!! ayokong maglakad mula welcome patungong eskwelahan ah... feverish+allergish pa din me... leche talaga!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ang pagkakabanggit na kami'y royal pontifical catholic university aber??? kung may pasok sa isa sa pinakamalaking pagdiriwang??? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. anyways, ayoko lng talaga pumasok... tinatamad ako kasi inaallergy pa din ako... bwiset at feeling ko super traffic... aksaya sa gas.... magcocomute ba ko o ndi??? hmmmmm.....</content>
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    <title>me? a philosopher??? o'cmon...</title>
    <published>2006-01-08T05:09:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T05:58:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>abot kamay - orange and lemons</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; i so bought my ever seeked book!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha! im so loving it right now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the curious incident of the lame dog in the night time!!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Philosophy&lt;/b&gt;. You should be a Philosophy major! 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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:38014</id>
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    <title>saklap...</title>
    <published>2005-12-31T18:42:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T05:59:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>baby... how much longer...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; happy new year!!! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i need to choose to be happy, if not... ako'y mababaliw lamang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, even much i wanted to tell all, no can do... all i know, im the ultimate friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pucha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelan ba ko gragraduate sa term na gf???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laging "always the bestfriend, never the girlfriend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mya mya na ko gagawa ng mas matino...&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:37488</id>
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    <title>my feet are happy</title>
    <published>2005-12-29T19:17:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T06:00:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="violet"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yesterday...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up... syet! 12 na pala... ligo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fix up... punta na ng divisoria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nawala ako... bumili ng flip-flops.. my feet are hapi!! tsuper hapi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagikot namili nakita si ishgumberry nag ikot uli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nawala sa isip na may libing... bad me bad me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uwi na sa bahay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayos ulet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alis punta kina czarin, kain literal kain... ginutom buong araw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hatid si jam, punta sa starbux, yosi, tambay inom ng caramel frappe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag parang soc sci 3... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kwento kwento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uwi na sina can can at claire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tambay ako, si art, si chelle,... sana may bf ako... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag intay bago masarado ang starbucks... hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hatid nila ako sa bahay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;online ng ilang oras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iintay si sandman... where art thou?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:37317</id>
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    <title>jai_pablo @ 2005-12-29T01:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T17:12:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T17:12:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang buhay nga naman sa isang iglap ay nawawala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay hay hay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahalin ang buhay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pengeng yosi!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanginginig na ko dito!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:36934</id>
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    <title>wtf?!</title>
    <published>2005-12-27T02:30:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T06:01:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give and take equally in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:36109</id>
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    <title>to sleep or not to sleep... hmm....</title>
    <published>2005-12-17T18:27:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T06:04:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>silent witness - ub40</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got home from starbucks, congressional! hell yah! im happy coz i dont need to go far just to unwind and drink my water a.k.a. "kopi"... but before going there, i was at our block's xmas party... 1st xmas party ever... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; events and realization occured &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;it was held in our president's house in novaliches, since im grounded from using the car, i have to commute, but the thing is, its worth the commute... my god its was so traffic, and luckily the person's beside me is going on the very same direction i am! so yah! its was really foolproof safe that its better to commute if you're going to somewhere u dont know rather than to drive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arriving first, yeps first... it was not an ordinary xmas party, hell! we're wearing our h.s. uniform damn! i missed my uniform a lot i say! a lot! though brings back a lot of memories... and so everyone else's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food galore! same old same old appetites...&lt;br /&gt;bonding bonding... magic sing!&lt;br /&gt;beer! hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;xchange gifts... &lt;br /&gt;and the first ever awarding ceremony was held.. the 3B1 or lets say 3A awards under super science hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;got the best athlete award though, plus the emphasis of all the sport im in... bad bad! =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;im was texting martin that time, and yah i got the same reply for 10 times (hahaha w/ the cute smiley) &lt;br /&gt;thats the realization? would i end up w/ him or not&amp;gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bestfriend's kinda mixed up a bit though, completly fallen for marc, a friend of ours and there's one guy in our block hu likes her she knows that but she keeps on being sweet... kinda reprimaned her for the act... hoped it sinked in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to starbucks after, my party ritual, or so if im out late, my ritual to go to a coffee shop and unwind...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;&lt;b&gt; there there i was really thinking i im gonna fall, actually, im not actually serious now... if he would play, ill also play.. thats the thing... there's this big string attached that makes it so complicated he's a basketball superstar... crap crap! i hate it... if we ended up together, tsk tsk, damn that string... it would be twistedly insane... that's why... thinking thinking... but its kinda a loss if i dont grab the chance... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drat! why do u have to come in the time that i dont want someone!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ub40 tripping...</content>
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    <title>i wanna go here!!!</title>
    <published>2005-12-14T00:55:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-14T00:57:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt; the tuition fee of asia pacific film institute &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Course Fees Apply to all Courses 2006-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASIC COURSE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition Fees            P   120,000.00&lt;br /&gt;Registration Fees           2,500.00&lt;br /&gt;Equipment Bond             2,500.00&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL                    P   125,000.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADVANCED COURSE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition Fees           P  90,000.00&lt;br /&gt;Registration Fees           2,500.00&lt;br /&gt;Equipment Bond             2,500.00&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL                   P  95,000.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Payable in Easy Monthly Installments.&lt;br /&gt;• Soft loans also available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt; damn! this is where i wanna be, but oh crap!! i cant!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; aint it savvy?? &lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jai_pablo:35157</id>
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    <title>hahaha! my letter</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T14:07:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T06:06:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="500" style="border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I've been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last month I pulled over and changed &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_angrykeyboarder' lj:user='angrykeyboarder' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://angrykeyboarder.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://angrykeyboarder.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;angrykeyboarder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s flat tire &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(15 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In July I gave &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_clumsy_tonks' lj:user='clumsy_tonks' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://clumsy-tonks.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://clumsy-tonks.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;clumsy_tonks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a wet willie, then I took it back &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-5 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Wednesday I signed my organ donor card &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(28 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In October I stole &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_ishgumberry' lj:user='ishgumberry' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ishgumberry.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ishgumberry.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ishgumberry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s purse &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-30 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Monday on a flight to LA, I stole the emergency flight information card &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-40 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I've been &lt;b&gt;naughty&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-32 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a spanking&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;jai_pablo&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/"&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type="text" name="uname" size="20"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Write Santa!"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</content>
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    <title>my ever fave quote...</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T05:14:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T06:07:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it seems to me that the best relationships— the ones that last— are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is... suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with." &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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