<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:05:42.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>* PeoPLe You MeeT iN HeaVeN *</title><subtitle type='html'>the blog fever continues...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-114985166172774913</id><published>2006-06-09T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T19:14:21.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>help blockmates!!! pnapagawa ako ni eman (yrbook com) ng description ng class natin. actually, pnapagawa ko xa kay eddie boy pero d pa xa sure kng magagawa nya. kailangn ko immediately...help please.. describe 4C for me! exception na ung DYNAMIC! Ü need it asap.thanx guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-114985166172774913?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/114985166172774913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=114985166172774913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114985166172774913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114985166172774913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2006/06/help-blockmates-pnapagawa-ako-ni-eman.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-114707498745752337</id><published>2006-05-08T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:56:27.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DA VINCI CODE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 18. malapit na! excited na ko manood!!!&lt;br /&gt;binasa ko nga ung libro last week lang. ang saya saya! sobrang nagandahan ako sa story. tska ang dami kong natutunan. mapapaisip ka tlga! mejo ayoko lang nung ending para ang pangit. pero as a whole, nagagalingan ako sa book. sa mga ndi pa nakakabasa, basahin nyo na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei, i miss u 4c!!! musta na ba ang mga buhay-buhay? cnu na ba ang mga nagtatrabaho at kailangan ng manglibre?!? hehe! love you guys! mwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-114707498745752337?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/114707498745752337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=114707498745752337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114707498745752337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114707498745752337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinci-code.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-114396357604823266</id><published>2006-04-02T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:48:23.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one year na kami kahapon.. APRIL 1. share ko lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double date kami with his sister and her bf. all expense paid by him. libre kaming tatlo. we had lunch at around 3 in the afternoon. (ok lang wag na ulit magsori!) tokyo tokyo. sarap! sobrang busog. then we bought tickets for a movie.. nanny mcphee. 5:30 pa ung movie so dapat magbowling muna kami kaya lang puno at my tournament. so naglibot na lang. nagtingin tingin ng cellphones. then bumalik na kami sa cinema. nanood ng mga trailers. ok naman ung maganda.. more of pambata nga lang. natapos ung movie ng mga 7:30. dapat mag-UP kami kaya lang pinapauwi na ko. (whats new?!) kumain na lang sila ng dinner sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang saya-saya ko talaga! sabi nga niya.. hanggang tenga ang ngiti ko kahapon. nkakahiya man aminin pero totoo.  (sori sa pagkacorny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u apiong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-114396357604823266?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/114396357604823266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=114396357604823266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114396357604823266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114396357604823266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-year-na-kami-kahapon.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-114339017143698086</id><published>2006-03-27T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T00:22:51.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a short message...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakatapos lang ng grad.. nakakamiss na wala ng gnagawa. wala na ang pressure. wala munang profs, projects at assignments. at wala na din ang blockmates.. ndi na kami magkikita araw araw. thanks for everything.. sa kakulitan, kaingayan, kasayahan.. sa lungkot at saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala, i'm so proud na pinatugtog ang song natin sa video nung grad. maiiyak na nga ako pinigil ko lang. sobrang saya nga namin ni tiff! at special ang aking mga anak, orange at ghala. may special participation! thanks tlga arianne sa gnawa mo.. il be looking forward sa iba pang video na gagawin mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love each one of u! god bless and always take care! see u soon! mmmwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-114339017143698086?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/114339017143698086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=114339017143698086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114339017143698086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114339017143698086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-short-message.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-114252030967687267</id><published>2006-03-16T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T22:45:09.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pasyensya na..epekto ni jaycee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish***&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***eunuch - a castrated man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaloka? castrated man daw ako?!? oh well, what the heck... just tried it. try niyo din!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-114252030967687267?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/114252030967687267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=114252030967687267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114252030967687267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114252030967687267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2006/03/pasyensya-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-114207050862502437</id><published>2006-03-11T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T17:48:28.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my 4C.. part 2</title><content type='html'>lam ko ndi sa lahat sa atin nagbablog but i wanna take this opportunity (like wat ness, carla and orange did) to THANK and say something about each one of my dearest blockmates.. so here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ALY: il always remember her and the purple ostrich sa island cove..&lt;br /&gt;to EDDIE BOY: my thesism8! he never runs out of words.. d ko makakalimutan ung sa essay natin sa st lukes.. spelling check!&lt;br /&gt;to LEAH: im really thankful dat i got to know u more thru our thesis.. ang nag-iisang babae na kasama ko sa thesis grp.&lt;br /&gt;to CARLA: nagpanimula ng dementor. "good girl." thanx sa art app memories.&lt;br /&gt;to LAURA: mariah ng 4C. best actress.&lt;br /&gt;to JACQ: thanx sa nailcutter! girl scout.. ang daming dala parati.&lt;br /&gt;to ANNA: isa sa mga pinakamasipag sa class. konti lang ang memories ko wid her.. pinaka recent was during the defense. pinaguusapan ang pang-beauty pageant na tanong ni mam bance.&lt;br /&gt;to JAYCEE: thanx for all the help sa thesis! at sa mga quizzes mo sa blog. kakaiba talaga kapag tinatarayan mo si sir sa spanish.&lt;br /&gt;to ROAN: hope na natapos na ang finals. remember dat nandito lang ang block 4 u.&lt;br /&gt;to LELE: salamat sa lahat ng tulong at advices! for all the memories! sa kanya ko nalaman kung panu magluto ng adobo.. mamimis ko ang cravings mo! ndi na natin natapos ang scrapbuk...&lt;br /&gt;to ORANGE: anak ko na sobrang dali lamigin.. ndi nawawalan ng jacket. sarap kilitin!&lt;br /&gt;to JOEL: my bro.. thanx sa lahat ng memories! ndi kita makakalimutan lalo na kung makikita ko si JT.&lt;br /&gt;to PAIYI: nanay pai! thanx for the hospitality.. kapag xmas party at transpo ng block. maaalala kita kapag nagbotany ako sa med.&lt;br /&gt;to JORGE: ang ever so hectic member ng 4C! ndi ko makakalimutan ang testi nya sa kin at ang ever so dramatic moment nya nung nag-open forum.&lt;br /&gt;to CHIKA: sandwich! i'm blessed na natikman ko ang isa sa mga sandwiches (pastrami) mo nung bago tayo magretreat.. sbrang sarap! il be looking forward sa food business mo in d future.&lt;br /&gt;to GHALA: isa ko pang anak! sana kahit after grad ndi mawawala ang gud mornings at gnyt mo.&lt;br /&gt;to NINA: my ever fragile friend.. il never forget our memories sa fx! namimis ko na un sobra!&lt;br /&gt;to VERON: beatrice! these past few days d na kita mashado nkikita. gudluck sa football!&lt;br /&gt;to ALAN: nag-iisang tao na mahirap kalabanin. (except for mykel)  kapag siya ang kausap ko, oo na lang ang nasasagot ko. thanx for all the memories and the words of wisdom! goodluck sa law!&lt;br /&gt;to LYNARD: goodluck sa future career at sa love life! peace tau. mamimis ko ang kakulitan mo at ang pagdidis-agree mo sa mga bagay-bagay.&lt;br /&gt;to KYANG: thanx sa memories sa apt! ndi ko tlga mkakalimutan un..ang mga kwentuhan natin bout certain kind of things. mamimis ko ang tienes mo! (bahala ka na magfil in) thank u for always being there.&lt;br /&gt;to LOUANNE: ang taong pnaka ndi ko nkakausap sa block. d ko makakalimutan ang time na nagbonding tayo nila mike sa apt ni sar dati. at tayong 4 lang ang nagbadminton.&lt;br /&gt;to REN: inggit ako sa buhok mo! yan ang pangarap ko.. curly hair!&lt;br /&gt;to JELO: sabi nga sa 1 sa mga testi ko, im the girl version of this guy when it comes to always smiling. the guy with the killer smile! mamimis kita kahit parati mo akong iniinis! hehe.. salamat sa lahat!&lt;br /&gt;to JEN: jen equals sir pavia.. hehe! nag-iisang cum laude ng 4C. proud kami sayo! itaas mo ang bandila natin!&lt;br /&gt;to MARY: bully! hehe! sobrang bait. period.&lt;br /&gt;to GJEFF: pinakamamahal kong frenchter! lam mo ba, ngaun pa lang miss na kita! ndi na tayo mashado nagkakasama. one of the 1st few people i got close to.&lt;br /&gt;to ARRA: thanx sa video!!! thanx din sa pagpapahawa mo sa pagiging more religious and for making me realize to be thankful of evrything i have.&lt;br /&gt;to MABS: mama mabs! thanx sa lahat ng memories.. lalo na sa apt nila joel.&lt;br /&gt;to NESS: my one and only mylabs! il definitely miss ur everyday kisses! ur rily a blessing.. i rily admire ur personality. at pagiging sobrang pasyensyosa.&lt;br /&gt;to ESDI: spongebob! il be looking forward to reading ur posts sa blog. ang iyong other syd..&lt;br /&gt;to PHNAS: seatmate ko sa spanish.. thanx for everything! ever so kulit manghingi ng grad pic.&lt;br /&gt;to TIFF: la presidenta! kawawa ka naman tuwing espanol. thanx for being so responsible! d ko makakalimutan ang mga times na magkasama tayo sa meetings.&lt;br /&gt;to APiONG: thanx for all the things u've done for me. i hope dat we'll go a looooong way..&lt;br /&gt;to SHE: im rily thankful dat we're getting along again. i rily missed u! d ko makakalimutan ang ating phone conversations (i miss those too)... thanx for all the memories! goodluck wid wutever work ul choose to go to.&lt;br /&gt;to RHEZ: my other seatmate.. ang mahilig kumain ng siopao. hehe! mamimis kita at ang iyong famous dance!&lt;br /&gt;to TRISH: pinakamatagal ko ng klala.. tho i rily dont know a lot about her. thanx for everythng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my college life wudnt be complete without each one of you. il definitely miss each of you...i love you guys!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-114207050862502437?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/114207050862502437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=114207050862502437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114207050862502437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114207050862502437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-my-4c-part-2.html' title='to my 4C.. part 2'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-114206566627771327</id><published>2006-03-11T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T17:13:19.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my 4C PSYCH</title><content type='html'>whew! it's been months since my last post. honestly, d ko na balak magblog.. but then nung bnasa ko ang mga MAKABAGDAMDAMING posts ng mga pips, d ko mapigilan na magpost ulit. at naisip ko after graduation at naghiwa-hiwalay na tayo. blog na lang ang paraan para maupdate tayo bout sa buhay ng bawat isa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, magpapaka-in na din ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4C, THANK YOU, I'M SORRY and I LOVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my hypothalamus.. and my heart. naalala ko lang sa retreat natin. thank you for all the memories, experiences and learnings. i'm sorry (naalala ko bigla si GMA) for all my shortcomings. at mahal na mahal ko kayo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe na 4 years na ang nagdaan. 4 years na tayong nagkakasama. parang ang bilis noh? kahapon nga nasa BK kami nila gjeff (wid ness, le, lynard,jelo at sar). tas inalala namin ang first day natin. tinanong ni ness kung naalala namin kung san kami kumain ng first day. sabi ko kami nila le sa kenny. tas tinanong ni gjeff kung naalala namin kung san kami first time kumain as luck. d namin maalala. ang naalala lang namin: COUNTER STRIKE! sa p. noval.  nakakatawa! ang sarap mag-reminisce at balikan ang pinagsamahan natin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa totoo lang, obsessed na ako sa video na ginawa ni arra. kasi nung defense namin nung hapon, pnanood namin. naiyak ako! (lam nyo naman kung ganu kababaw ang luha ko..) nagsink in sa kin bigla na gagraduate na tayo. at konti na lang ang times na magkakasama tayong lahat. kaya ginawa ko kinopy ko ung video. at ngaun halos araw2 ko na siya pinapanood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-114206566627771327?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/114206566627771327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=114206566627771327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114206566627771327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/114206566627771327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-my-4c-psych.html' title='to my 4C PSYCH'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-113300832151482332</id><published>2005-11-26T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T20:32:01.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an invite</title><content type='html'>TO MY BLOCKMATES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what: a birthday dinner&lt;br /&gt;when: december 2, friday after retreat&lt;br /&gt;where: my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana mkapunta kayo. if my problem with goin home pwede matulog sa hse pero xmpre d kasya lahat so sabihin nyo na lang kung sino balak matulog. tnx po!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-113300832151482332?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/113300832151482332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=113300832151482332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/113300832151482332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/113300832151482332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/11/invite.html' title='an invite'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-113137234256431656</id><published>2005-11-07T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T22:05:46.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>para sa aking mga BLOCKMATES!!!</title><content type='html'>4psy3! lalng.. manghihingi lang ng gradpics! hehehe... pahingi grad pix ah! with dedication. (para bang high skul? pls..) ung naka-toga.. demanding ba?!? kht ndi ung original na galing sa colorpoint. kung ndi lang masakit sa kalooban nyo.. salamat!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-113137234256431656?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/113137234256431656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=113137234256431656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/113137234256431656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/113137234256431656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/11/para-sa-aking-mga-blockmates.html' title='para sa aking mga BLOCKMATES!!!'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-113111270815230515</id><published>2005-11-04T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T21:58:28.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWSFLASH!!!</title><content type='html'>kinuwento lang to sa kin ng sister ko knina.. nakanood ba kyo ng probe team kgabi?? scary!!! magkakaroon daw ng malakas na earthquake between 2005 and 2006 at sa 2010. sobrang lakas daw.. magstart from quezon city tas aabot ng laguna.. dadaan makati, pque, etc. ang ininterview daw isang sister, na ang basis niya is the bible code. tas sa mmda rin tska philvocs. mangyari kaya tlga un? panu yan, patapos na ng 2005.. naisip ko lang i-post to para sa mga ndi nakanood.. always be ready.. always &lt;strong&gt;PRAY to HIM&lt;/strong&gt;.. walang hihigit pa sa prayer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-113111270815230515?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/113111270815230515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=113111270815230515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/113111270815230515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/113111270815230515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/11/newsflash.html' title='NEWSFLASH!!!'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-113111197705569274</id><published>2005-11-04T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T21:46:17.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog</title><content type='html'>honestly, sinabi ko kila mike na tinatamad na ako mag-blog. la na kse magandang ma-post, e d naman ako writer at ndi malawak imagination ko. tska sa sobrang dami natin may blog parang ang hirap puntahan isa-isa. tas magbabasa mula sa last mong nbasa.. e panu pa yung sa sobrang masipag mag-post katulad nila SD.. hay naku! wala na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, eto pa rin ako. nagpopost at nagba-blog hopping (o dba? taray ng term!). masarap tlga magbasa ng blog. mas nakikilala mo ang tao sa mga pinopost niya. tska naisip ko na din.. 1 sem na lang grad na tayo(waah!), xmpre mahirap na magcommunicate sa isa't-isa.. iba unlimited sa sun, iba sa globe, iba sa smart.. pero kahit papanu dito sa blog makakapagkamustahan pa rin tayo. mata-tag pa din natin ang isa't isa. (prang commercial ng blog..) at least my way pa rin tayo makausap ang bawat isa diba?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-113111197705569274?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/113111197705569274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=113111197705569274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/113111197705569274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/113111197705569274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog.html' title='blog'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-113111099137821379</id><published>2005-11-04T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T21:29:51.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to someone...</title><content type='html'>gusto ko lang magdrama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss na kita.. sana makasama na ulit kita..&lt;br /&gt;sorry talaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana alam niyang siya ang tinutukoy ko...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-113111099137821379?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/113111099137821379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=113111099137821379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/113111099137821379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/113111099137821379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/11/to-someone.html' title='to someone...'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-112970763314822747</id><published>2005-10-19T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T15:40:33.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isn't it strange?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it strange how a 20 dollar bill seems like such a large amount &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you donate it to church, but such a small amount when you go shopping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it strange how 2 hours seem so long when you're at church, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and how short they seem when you're watching a good movie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it strange that you can't find a word to say when you're praying,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you have no trouble thinking what to talk about with a friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it strange how difficult and boring it is to read one chapter of the Bible, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but how easy it is to read 100 pages of a popular novel or ZANE GREY book?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it strange how everyone wants front-row-tickets to concerts or games, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but they do whatever is possible to sit at the last row in Church?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it strange how we need to know about an event for Church &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2-3 weeks before the day so we can include it in our agenda, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we can adjust it for other events inthe last minute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it strange how difficult it is to learn a fact about God to share it with others, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but how easy it is to learn, understand, extend and repeat gossip?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it strange how we believe everything that magazines and newspapers say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we question the words in the Bible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it strange how everyone wants a place in heaven, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but they don't want to believe, do, or say anythingto get there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it strange how we send jokes in e-mails and they are forwarded right away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when we are going to send messages about God, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we think about it twice before we share it with others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT'S STRANGE ISN'T IT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-112970763314822747?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/112970763314822747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=112970763314822747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/112970763314822747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/112970763314822747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/10/isnt-it-strange.html' title='isn&apos;t it strange?'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-112149376938649849</id><published>2005-07-16T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T22:00:35.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4Cpsy.. 4psy3</title><content type='html'>hay.. nainspire ako magsulat dahil sa posts ng mga PLP peeps (e.g. orange, arriane &amp;amp; ghala) about our last year as blockmates.. ang bilis talaga ng panahon.. madami na din tayong napagdaanan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naalala ko tuloy kahapon magkasama kami ni myk at ness sa soc sci ng library.. napunta ang usapan namin sa pagiging mataba ni ness nung bata pa siya. una pinaguusapan namin ang buhok at ang mga mabalbon tapos napunta sa pagda-diet ni ness, kaya ayun.. anyway, sbi ko nga kay ness parang ang taba nga niya nung high school. sabi nga niya sobrang taba nga daw niya dati. tas tiningnan namin ID ni myk.. ang taba din niya! wala pa siyang leeg.. peace myk! sabi ko ako din sa ID mataba kasi short hair pa ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;narealize ko na ang dami ng nagbago over the four years na magkakasama ang block namin. kakaiba! wala na ngang babae sa block na short hair.. ndi katulad nung 1st year tayo, mukhang mga nene. pati ang boys mga mama na. (ndi yan mama as nanay) at ngaun pa lang pinaguusapan na natin ang grad.. yearbook, write-ups, grad pix, grad ball, etc. pinag-aabalahan na natin ang thesis.. kahit mga medyo nangangapa pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay.. anu kaya ang buhay-buhay natin after ng college? after ng 4C?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-112149376938649849?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/112149376938649849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=112149376938649849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/112149376938649849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/112149376938649849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/07/4cpsy-4psy3.html' title='4Cpsy.. 4psy3'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-112022134650647600</id><published>2005-07-01T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:52:17.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>announcement!</title><content type='html'>honestly, can't really think of a good post right now. Ü just wanna say na &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3 months na kami!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ni czar 2day! hehehe! lalng! i'm just super happy!!! it's not that long but it feels like it is. feels like more than a year, parang ang dami ng nangyari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, buenas swerte (tama b?!?) sa thesis 4psy3!!! i know we can do this! konting sipag at tiyaga lang... ST! hope this would be a good schoolyear for all of us... last na natin to sa College of Science, University of Santo Tomas. i hope after we graduate, we will be remembered by the people we're leaving.. especially our profs.. at sana in a good way. ndi worst section, dba! Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-112022134650647600?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/112022134650647600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=112022134650647600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/112022134650647600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/112022134650647600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/07/announcement.html' title='announcement!'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-111880424271984134</id><published>2005-06-15T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T10:57:22.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PASUKAN NA NAMAN!!!</title><content type='html'>it's june again... and yes it's back to school for us. i thought about some good things and "not so" good things about going back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"not so" good things:&lt;br /&gt;1. it's our fourth year.. huling taon na para makasama ang aming "dynamic" na block dahil malamang sa mga darating na reunion, hindi makakasama lahat. may mga magme-med, meron magga-grad school, may mga magtatrabaho na.. kalat-kalat na tayo&lt;br /&gt;2. it starts early and ends it the late afternoon.. tuwing tue and thu 7 am magstart ang classes and it will end at 5:30 pm. panahon na naman para magpakahirap bumangon sa kama at hilingin na hindi ma-late sa class (ahem..michael! peace!) tapos marami pang breaks.. cyempre, hindi maiiwasan na mapagastos (gunbound, counter, net, billiards, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;3. on mondays, class starts at 4 pm.. actually, it's not that bad kung late magstart ang class. at least siguradong gising ka na by that time. un nga lang, baka wala ka ng gana pumasok, lalo na at 3 oras ka lang sa school dba?&lt;br /&gt;4. if some of our profs are fill in the blank.. no comment (playing it safe) klala nyo na kung sino sila :)&lt;br /&gt;5. thesis! i'm not sure if this a good thing or not.. prang ang dreadful kse gagawa na tayo ng thesis at hindi lang ung basta basta na pwede kopyahin sa net. gagawin na natin ung procedures, pagpupuyatan natin ang papaer, may oral defense, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good things:&lt;br /&gt;1. it's our fourth year.. nilagay ko rin ito dito coz obviously it's also good thing. gagraduate na tayo! ang sarap ng feeling at may bago ka na naman na-accomplish sa buhay mo dba? may madadagdag ka na sa resume mo&lt;br /&gt;2. blockmates and  kada.. big factor ang mga taong to kung bakit gusto ko na ulit pumasok. cyempre magkita-kita na kami ulit! todo chikahan na naman to.. maingay na naman ang block for sure. panibagong gimik, badminton, party, etc. ang paplanuhin na naman&lt;br /&gt;3. we have spanish.. it 's a good thing for me kse gusto ko talaga matuto na isa pang language, kakaiba ba? at least kapag kinakausap tayo ni sir B in spanish, maiintindihan at masasagot na natin siya. ndi katulad dati may sariling mundo sila ni alan :) un nga lang, malamang lamang meron na naman bell yan.. goodluck n lng!&lt;br /&gt;4. practicum again.. another thing that can be added to our curriculum vitae. hehehe! gusto ko magpracticum kse it a way of learning na wala ka sa loob ng classroom, and u can even have fun while doing it.&lt;br /&gt;5. new things to learn about psych.. i'm really interested about psych. dat's why i'm really looking 4ward to learning more about it. ang nerdy ba ng dating? hehe! feeling ko kse ang psych it's a way of learning about life (naks!) pero totoo naman kahit papano diba? kse hindi lang naman mga sakit at test ang pinag-aaralang natin, meron din practical side such as mga stages of development, social psych, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's it. don't really wanna think much about it. i'll save the thinking for school.. hehe! well, goodluck 4C sa bagond schoolyear! kaya natin to! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-111880424271984134?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/111880424271984134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=111880424271984134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111880424271984134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111880424271984134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/06/pasukan-na-naman.html' title='PASUKAN NA NAMAN!!!'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-111587774918209180</id><published>2005-05-12T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T14:02:29.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend in bora</title><content type='html'>just went to bora last weekend, april 30 to may 2. with my family and 2 of my cuzins! i really had fun! though i don't really like swimming in the beach.. because i don't the taste of the saltwater and i really don't like it when the saltwater gets in my eyes. i really don't like the hotel where we stayed in. it was in station 3. actually, we didn't have any choice since we were with my mom's officemates and they were the ones who picked the place. the things i didn't liked about the place is that it wasn't that neat and clean, and the water in the washroom tasted like seawater. and the flush in the toilet wasn't really working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i really had high expectations about bora because of what my sister and other people have been telling about it, but when we went there i was kinda disappointed.. but i still like the place. we always went swimming in station 1, so we had to walk all the time.. and it was kinda far. but it was alright! i had a great time on our first night because our dad treat us on a buffet in station 1. there were lots of pasta, where u can choose anything u want to put in it.. u can grill anything: beef, pork, seafoods, etc. and the dessert was also great.. they had ref cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, these are the things i like about our trip in bora:&lt;br /&gt;1. the sand and cool water&lt;br /&gt;2. the henna..i had one at my lower back&lt;br /&gt;3. food!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. snorkeling.. though i couldn't take the water, it was sooo beautiful.. corals, fishes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;5. once-in-a-lifetime oppurtunity to wear a two-piece even if i have bulges here and there; and lastly but definitely not the least&lt;br /&gt;6. the sunset... GOD is a genius!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-111587774918209180?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/111587774918209180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=111587774918209180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111587774918209180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111587774918209180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/05/weekend-in-bora.html' title='weekend in bora'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-111270277661378197</id><published>2005-04-05T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T15:47:50.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just saw may grades. hindi naman siya sobrang taas pero la rin ako bagsak (wala ng violent rxns)... kaya masaya na ko. expected ko na rin mababa ako kse madami akong namis at hindi ako mashado nagsipag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if the past entries i've written are songs. i really dunno what to write. i just saw the date from my first entry, it's april 23, 2004...it's been almost a year since i've been writing here. since the blog fever started... courtesy of michael. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since last week, i'm been attending reviews with gjeff &amp; sar. it's for our NMAT (national medical admission test) on sunday. goodluck to the 3 of us! and also to those others who are going to take the NMAT on sunday. it's the start of our medical life...hehe! well, hope we'd get in UST med school. anyway, by next week, we'll be having our OJT. i'll be going to makati, with kyang &amp;amp; sar. (note: we saw victor (3a-psy) earlier, he said we ar required to give a letter from the company that we are goin to work in, so we could enroll tom til fri.) dunno if it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;411: ang saya ng buhay... i'm blessed! hope it won't end... &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/smily.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-111270277661378197?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/111270277661378197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=111270277661378197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111270277661378197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111270277661378197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/04/life.html' title='life...'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-111245219423463055</id><published>2005-04-02T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T22:29:54.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Threw some chords together, the combination D-E-F&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is who I am, is what I do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one's gonna let it down for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Try to focus my attention, but I feel so A-D-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need some help, some inspiration (But it's not coming easily) Whoah oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to find the magic, trying to write a classic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waste-bin full of paper, clever rhymes, see you later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These words are my own, from my heart flown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no other way, to better say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you, I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats, resided in over a hip-hop beat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm having trouble saying what I mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With dead poets and drum machines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I had some studio time booked, but I couldn't find a killer hook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now you're gonna raise the bar right up, nothing I write is ever good enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These words are my own, from my heart flown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no other way, to better say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you, I love you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm getting off my stage, the curtains pull away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No hyper bowl to hide behind my naked soul exposes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoah.. oh.. oh.. oh.. whoah.. oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to find the magic, trying to write a classic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waste-bin full of paper, clever rhymes, see you later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These words are my own, from my heart flown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no other way, to better sayI love you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you, is that okay...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-111245219423463055?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/111245219423463055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=111245219423463055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111245219423463055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111245219423463055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/04/these-words.html' title='these words'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-111191438337575327</id><published>2005-03-27T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T17:06:23.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sige</title><content type='html'>Sige, pag kasama ka naman,&lt;br /&gt;Kitang-kita ko ang ating kasiyahan&lt;br /&gt;Sige, wag na nating pigilan&lt;br /&gt;At di magtatagal, tayo ay liligaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey lang naman ang ating usapan&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na lang babalikan ang nakaraan&lt;br /&gt;Ang nakaraan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayos lang, basta't kasama &lt;br /&gt;Konting alak lang, kahit walang pulutan&lt;br /&gt;Ang minsan, naaalala&lt;br /&gt;Di magtatagal, tayo ay liligaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige, pagpatuloy niyo lang&lt;br /&gt;Unti-unting lunudin sa kasiyahan&lt;br /&gt;Sige, pagpasensiyahan na lang&lt;br /&gt;Mga pumipigil sa ating ligaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey lang naman ang ating usapan&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na lang babalikan ang nakaraan&lt;br /&gt;Ang nakaraan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayos lang, basta't kasama &lt;br /&gt;Konting alak lang, kahit walang pulutan&lt;br /&gt;Ang minsan, naaalala&lt;br /&gt;Di magtatagal, tayo ay liligaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-111191438337575327?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/111191438337575327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=111191438337575327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111191438337575327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111191438337575327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/03/sige.html' title='sige'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-111191347903882307</id><published>2005-03-27T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T17:27:26.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love moves in mysterious ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who'd have thought &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how the pieces fit? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shouldn't even try making sense of it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forgot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How we ever came this far &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe we had reasons but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know what they are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So blame it on my heart, oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love moves in mysterious ways &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's always so surprising &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When love appears over the horizon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll love you for the rest of my days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still, it's a mystery &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How you ever came to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which only proves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love moves in mysterious ways &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heaven knows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is just a chance we take &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We make plans &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then love demands a leap of faith &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So hold me close &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And never let me go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause even though we think we know which way the river flows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's not the way love goes, no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love moves in mysterious ways &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's always so surprising &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When love appears over the horizon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll love you for the rest of my days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still, it's a mystery &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How you ever came to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which only proves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love moves in mysterious ways &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the ticking of the clock two hearts beat as one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'll never understand the ways it's done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love moves in mysterious ways &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's always so surprising &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When love appears over the horizon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll love you for the rest of my days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still, it's a mystery &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How you ever came to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which only proves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love moves in mysterious ways &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/Nina04-A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-111191347903882307?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/111191347903882307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=111191347903882307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111191347903882307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/111191347903882307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2005/03/love-moves-in-mysterious-ways.html' title='love moves in mysterious ways'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-110490968245422184</id><published>2005-01-05T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T22:08:20.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck miles away!!!</title><content type='html'>it's been 3 days since our classes started and i'm still here in america. I REALLY WANNA GO BACK! eventhough it's nice here and i'm with our relatives i know i'm missing a LOOOOOOOOOOT back in school. we were supposed to leave here yesterday, january 3. so we can get to the phil by jan 5. but we postponed it because my dad's sick. of all the days. and now we can't get a trip back. we're trying to get tickets for tomorrow's trip with my uncle's family. but we're still not sure. the only time we're sure to get back to the phil is by monday next week. and if we take that we'll arrive by wednesday. i only have 2 days then it's exams already. i don't have anything to answer on the test! i still don't know anything. and i've only taken about 2 or 3 quizzes in all the subjects. this sucks! i wanna go back! but can't do anything..i'm stuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-110490968245422184?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-110298408347842548</id><published>2004-12-14T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T07:39:21.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck_13 xmas party!!!</title><content type='html'>it's only 8 am and even though our class is still at 10, and i'm soooo sleepy, i'm already here at ust..still have to finish our assignment in test con. i got home around 12 am last night (earlier) because i came from nina's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/kada%20koh/mykada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we had our barkada's xmas party! and after ten years, we were complete! i'm still 'overwhelmed' that all of us was there..all 13 of us (read: 13 lang kami!hehe!), plus janel of course, gjeff's gf. i really had so much fun! and eventhough our food was really not for a xmas party but a for a children's birthday party (bbq, hotdog, spaghetti, cake and ice cream), it's was great. it was just enough enough for us. actually, the other day, gjeff was telling me that he was kind of hesistant to have a xmas party this year because he thinks that our party last year was, according to him, 'perfect.' well, i think that this year, it is also 'perfect' especially because of the fact all of us were present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/kada%20koh/luck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we also had a karaoke last night (care of the magic mic) and all of us got the chance to sing, and pour our hearts out (especially caesar..karaoke king!) i wanna post of the songs we sang and i dedicate this to my 12 dearest kabarkada, and also to janel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU GOT A FRIEND - JAMES TAYLOR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you're down and troubled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you need a helping hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And nothing, whoa nothing is going right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Close your eyes and think of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And soon I will be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To brighten up even your darkest nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You just call out my name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you know whereever I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll come running, oh yeah baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To see you again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Winter, spring, summer, or fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All you have to do is call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've got a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If the sky above you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should turn dark and full of clouds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that old north wind should begin to blow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep your head together and call my name out loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And soon I will be knocking upon your door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You just call out my name and you know where ever I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll come running to see you again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Winter, spring, summer or fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All you got to do is call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, ain't it good to know that you’ve got a friend? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People can be so cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They'll hurt you and desert you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well they'll take your soul if you let them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah, but don't you let them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You just call out my name and you know wherever I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll come running to see you again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh babe, don't you know that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Winter spring summer or fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey now, all you've got to do is call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lord, I'll be there, yes I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've got a friend.You've got a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've got a friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-110298408347842548?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/110298408347842548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=110298408347842548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/110298408347842548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/110298408347842548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/12/luck13-xmas-party.html' title='Luck_13 xmas party!!!'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-110278232804930115</id><published>2004-12-12T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T00:25:28.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a short break</title><content type='html'>i've been visiting the different blogs, and i've realized that most of us don't have new posts this past days. may be it's because we don't have much time to write or may be because we can't think of what to write about. it's been months, even a year for some of us, since we've started this blog thing, so we've really written a lot of things already. (tnx mykel for persuading all of us! hehe!) and we've learned a lot from each other. hope this coming xmas break, even if we still have a case study to do, we get to make new posts in our blogs. i miss reading your blogs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-110278232804930115?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/110278232804930115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=110278232804930115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/110278232804930115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/110278232804930115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/12/short-break.html' title='a short break'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-110278483516992814</id><published>2004-12-12T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T01:07:15.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the 12th day of xmas</title><content type='html'>in the spirit of xmas...(dedicated to nina, carla and leah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 12th day of xmas my true love sent to me,&lt;br /&gt;12 platong laing,&lt;br /&gt;11 sizzling gambas,&lt;br /&gt;10 crispy crablets,&lt;br /&gt;9 papaitan,&lt;br /&gt;8 lechon kawali,&lt;br /&gt;7 tuna belly,&lt;br /&gt;6 spicy squid,&lt;br /&gt;5 tokneneng..oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;4 kilawin,&lt;br /&gt;3 sisig,&lt;br /&gt;2 isaw sticks at&lt;br /&gt;1 malamig na SAN MIGUEL BEER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by parokya ni edgar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-110278483516992814?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/110278483516992814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=110278483516992814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/110278483516992814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/110278483516992814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/12/on-12th-day-of-xmas.html' title='on the 12th day of xmas'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-110259452135464772</id><published>2004-12-09T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T20:16:32.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the promise</title><content type='html'>at last, i finally get to log-in at blogger. i really miss posting here. i've already thought of a lot of things to write about. well, right now, just felt like posting this song. actually, this is one of the songs that are played during days with the lord. Ü basta ikaw lord...mahal kita. and i told nina she's going to sing this on my wedding day. (which is still far from now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I can barely say goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I can hardly take my eyes from yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How far can I go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The thought would never cross my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't turn my back on Spring or Fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your smile least of all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I say always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I trust tomorrow as much as today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not afraid to say I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I promise you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll never say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're dancers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a crowded floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while other dancers leave from song to song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our music goes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On and on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if I never leave your arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really would have traveled everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For my world is there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I say always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I trust tomorrow as much today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not afraid to say I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I promise you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll never say goodbye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-110259452135464772?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/110259452135464772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=110259452135464772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/110259452135464772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/110259452135464772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/12/promise.html' title='the promise'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-109952702317085820</id><published>2004-11-04T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T08:10:23.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a long time..</title><content type='html'>after ten years...i finally have a new entry. un nga lang, expired na kung magkukwento pa ko ng version ko ng "1st time" laguna trip namin dba?! other than that, i can't think of anything else to share. since the only things i did during the break was the swimming in laguna and the review. two-thirds of my sembreak (also gjeff, alan &amp; caesar's) was spent studying math, biology, chem, psych, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started our NMAT review last oct 17, sun. and our classes was from 8 am to 4 pm, EVERYDAY. by which i mean from mon to sun. that was for two weeks. we have 1-hour lunch break and sometimes, when we're lucky..we get to have a 15-min. break in the morning &amp; afternoon. actually, even if we really don't listen much to the lecture &amp;amp; we don't study our manualst (except for sar..bibbo tlga!) , we still felt tired and exhausted everyday. kahit na nag-iingay lang kmi (kami nga daw ang pinakamaingay) sa likod o kaya natutulog (lalo na c alan) most of the time. and even if we don't have a long break, we still had the time to play counter-strike and billiards once. kahit na halos buong break ko napunta sa review, d nmn ako nagsisisi..masaya!  marami pa kaming new found friends. kapag ayos na pc namin, il try to post our pix here. (for the record, busted pa rin pc namin!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, wala na tlgang atrasan ang pagme-med ko! last summer, i took up botany. this break, i took a NMAT review. (even if the people i took the review wid aren't the same people who i took botany wid.) physics na lang ang kulang. well, i do hope i'd survive in med school. sobrang seryoso na ng mga tao dun. goodluck sa kin..and to all those who are goin to take up med! kaya natin 'to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-109952702317085820?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/109952702317085820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=109952702317085820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109952702317085820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109952702317085820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-been-long-time.html' title='it&apos;s been a long time..'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-109668965669018724</id><published>2004-10-02T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T12:00:56.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my blockmates</title><content type='html'>3C..i'm still don't have much energy to study right now so i'm here writing this post. just hope u'd see this before our final exams. i just wanna wish u all goodluck to our upcoming exams. i know all of us need it right now..no exceptions. hehe! especially in biochem! i just hope dat our exams wouldn't be that hard and that the test is not different from what our profs taught us. &amp; that the directions would be easy to understand. (katulad ng mga cross-out sa ind psY) lam ko nmn kaya natin yan at kaya natin pumasa sa lahat! bsta tulungan tyo dba? well, not necessarily on the exam itself..hehe! cge na, dibdiban na to. goodluck lit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who still doesn't know, our clearance would be out on oct 22, afternoon. the enrollment for 2nd sem, i still don't know. grabe, 2nd sem na, ang bilis ng panahon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-109668965669018724?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/109668965669018724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=109668965669018724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109668965669018724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109668965669018724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/10/to-my-blockmates.html' title='to my blockmates'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-109611221266870588</id><published>2004-09-25T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T19:36:52.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is dedicated to nina...</title><content type='html'>i just want to share what happened to nina and i yesterday, friday after class. actually, it isn't really interesting. anyway, yesterday i was supposed to go home already after going to library with nina. but since i haven't really went home alone for a long time, i told nina that i would just stay at their house (do our reports) until my tita fetch me, which would be around 6 pm. so newei, nina agreed that we would be going to their house after doing research in the lib. going to nina's house we had 2 jeepneey rides. when we arrived there, her dad was there and her brother was using the computer (doing his thesis..i think.) upstairs. so i told nina it was okay if we use the computer downstairs. but nina wasn't up for that, she told that we just go to my house. i was surprised! i thought nina was just kidding, it's not as if my house was just a few blocks from hers. i asked nina if she was sure and she said yes. she told me that she was supposed to suggest it already when we were still in the library. i told her she should have said it before so that we didn't waste money &amp; energy going to their house. so, at the end, we had jeepney, fx and tricycle ride going to my house. &amp;amp; during those rides i was still thinking about it. i didn't think nina was that impulsive. it was so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-109611221266870588?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/109611221266870588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=109611221266870588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109611221266870588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109611221266870588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-is-dedicated-to-nina.html' title='this is dedicated to nina...'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-109428260190710332</id><published>2004-09-04T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T15:23:21.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahal kita, pre!</title><content type='html'>Mahal Kita, P're ! &lt;br /&gt;by Jambaro Martinez &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syet! Kaya pala di ko mahagilap ang loko sa buong school ay dahil may bago na namang kinalolokohan.Sabi, magbi-billiard daw kami, yun pala,kung anu-anong extracurricular activities ang pinagkakaabalahan. Hay, naku! Ang hirap talagang ma-inlove sa bestfriend mo. Walang kasiguraduhan. Ang hirap pa nito, three years na kaming magkaibigan.Masyado kaming malapit. Ultimo kaliit-liitang detalye sa buhay niya ay alam ko at gayon din naman siya sa akin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang tagal ko na palang inaalagaan itong pagsintang pururot na ito. Imagine, three long years. Di man lang makahalata pagkamanhid manhid !!! hmp...pero siyempre ayaw kong magpa-cute.. me pride to noh!..kahit hirap pigilin. Actually, nag-ki-click kaming dalawa kasi pareho kami ng trip sa buhay.We share the same hobbies. Sabi nga ng iba, bagay daw kami pero tatawanan lang namin 'yun sabay magko-chorus ng " 'di kami talo, 'no! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lam mo kasi Meg, kung magdadamit babae ka lang, ano'ng panama ni Dawn Zulueta sa'yo? kantiyaw pa nila. Binatukan ko nga isa-isa. Loko'tong mga 'to, ah! Tuturuan akong magdamit. Frankly speaking, tama sila. Boyish kasi ang dating ko. Tapos 'yung mga hobbies ko, eh, panlalake pa. Pero babaeng-babae ako by heart, take note! Nakasanayan ko na ang ganito mula nang mamatay ang parents ko at matira ang apat na barako kong kapatid. Alam lahat 'to ni Uriel, ang mahal kong bestfriend. Minsan, sabi nya sa akin, Sagutin mo na kasi ang isa sa mga manliligaw mo para foursome tayo pag nag-date. At saka p're, beauty ka naman, eh, sabay akbay sa akin. Mangani-ngani ko nang batukan. Ang hirap na ngang maghintay at umasa bubuladas pa ng ganon. Actually, hindi ako comfortable sa mga bestida at palda.Mas gusto ko pa 'yung maong at t-shirt with matching sneakers. Pero teka, three hours na siyang wala ah! Ang tagal naman'atang maghatid ng babae niya. Baka kung saan na sila nagpunta. Naku! Huwag naman sana doon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem! Dumating na ang loko. Kaasar! Ang ngiti, abot-tenga. P're, teka lang! Pumapanget ka, eh! 'Yung kilay mo, salubong na. Let me explain first bungad niya. Di ko alam na may brand new victim ka na naman kanda-tulis ang nguso ko. Ah, si Irene, I met her when she approached me during the team practice. My teammates introduced me to her. Kanina, coincidence lang na nagkita kami and she asked me to accompany her in her friend's birthday so I joined her. I think she's nice and I think too, that I'm in love with her, proud pa niyang sabi sabay ngiti. Neknek mo. Mamaya diyan, mag-emote ka na naman gaya ng nangyari sa inyo ni Crissy, sabi ko. Si Crissy 'yung last girlfriend niya na niloko siya dahil tatlo pala silang boyfriend nito. Well, this time, I'll make sure that it wont happen again. Tingin ko nga eh...kasi tatlong oras mo akong pinaghintay. Halika na nga. Iti-treat na lang kita. Naging constant date ni Bespren si Irene na mukhang cellphone. Grrr, modesty aside (ulit!), mas maganda pa ako sa mga naging girlfriends niya. Correction, I'm not sour graping 'coz I'm just telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, naku! Nakalimutan na 'ata ako. Two weeks na kaming di nagkikita.I think he's serious about the girl. Later I found out that he's courting her. Aray! Masakit, ah. Di na ko nasanay. Ilang babae na ba ang nagdaan sa buhay niya? At ilang beses na ba akong umiyak? Tinigil ko na ang pagbilang. Ni ha, ni ho, wala talaga. Palagi nang absent sa mga subjets namin.Tinamaan ng lintik, bahala siya sa buhay niya. Di ko mahagilap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, sa billiard hall... Meg, congratulate me, P're. Girlfriend ko na si Irene, di niya raw tinigilan. Excited pa siya nu'ng binabalita sa akin. Nakuha raw sa tiyaga. Parang hinang-hina ako. Kailangang sumandal ako. Tingin ko, bugbog-sarado na ang puso ko. Really? kuha ko pang ngumiti (plastic ako eh...) Mamaya, inuman tayo. Tayong dalawa lang. 'Lam mo, P're, aalagaan ko na itong relationship ko with Irene. I love her very much, at nag-day dreaming na ang loko. Sarap talagang batukan! Hoy, Mr. Uriel Martinez, baka nakakalimutan mo, ang dami mo nang absences. At saka, may project tayo sa lahat ng subjects. Malapit na ang finals,mag-aral ka naman. Porket nakilala mo lang 'yun, eh, nagkaganyan ka na, nakapameywang kong sabi. Uriel is a constant scholar and I wonder kung mare-retain niya 'yun. With the girl of my dreams, mas lalo akong na-inspire ngayon. I'm gonna talk to all profesors. Pinahiram ko siya ng mga notes and he survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uriel is every girl's dream and ideal man. A varsity player, a consistent scholar and with the killer looks. He's also immensely rich with good traits at may kaya rin ang pamilya niya. After the final examinations, nanood kami ng My Bestfriend's wedding. Buti nga, di sumama si mukhang cellphone. Nayaya daw ng barkada,sabi ni Bespren. Come to think of it, parang gusto kong mag-emote habang nanonood. Parang nakakarelate ako pero Diyos ko, ayokong pong in the end, eh, ako ang magsasabing My Bestfriend's (Uriel) Wedding. Please, oh God, I love him very much. There's one particular scene na talagang napaiyak ako agad that's the wedding scene. feeling ko, si Julia Roberts ako. Iniisip ko pa lang na mawawala siya sa akin, parang gusto ko nang mamatay. P're, ok ka lang? Napaka-senti mo pala. Paiyak-iyak ka pa diyan.Corny mo ha! O, hayan, the end na. Let's go, sabay hila sa kamay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Langya 'to, ang daming sinabe eh kung bakit ako nag-eemote dito. Syet! Napakalaking eskandalo. Kahiya! Second semester... Meg, can I talk to you? bungad niya sa akin pagpasok ko pa lang ng room. It was two weeks after the classes started. O, what's up? You look upset. Problem? Sana, you'll understand. About Irene. You know from the very start that I love her. Eh, ano, God, how will I say this? Meg, she's jealous about you. Masyado raw tayong close. Bawas-bawasan ko raw ang pakikitungo ko sa'yo, he said trying to control his voice. Shock naman ako. Ako, pagseselosan? Grabe. It's absurd. may tililing yata sa ulo ang babaeng 'yun. Di ko 'ata alam kung paanong mag-react. O, ano? Tumahimik ka na diyan. E, kasi naman, sira-ulo pala 'yung girlfriend mo eh... alam naman niyang magkaibigan na tayo eversince...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selosa siya, P're. So please Pare, bear with me. Actually, masakit. Dahil lang sa babaeng 'yun! Parang gusto kong sumbatan si Bespren. Para kasing ipinagpalit niya ako sa babaeng 'yun, to think na matagal na ang pinagsamahan namin. Then he spoke, Sana, 'wag kang mag-isip na mas pinahalagahan ko siya kaysa sa iyo kaya lang, mahal na mahal ko siya, eh...Know what? Pag nakita mo na ang lalaking para sa iyo at ma-inlove ka ng todo, maiintindihan mo ako. Damn you, Uriel. Nagmamahal na ko, three years ago pa!! Okay, tama na. Nag-monologue ka na diyan. Sige, didistansiya na muna ako. Di ka galit? Of course not. (Plastic talaga ako eh... Orocan ang brand). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine, all of a sudden, solo flight na ako. Wala na akong kaututang-dila. Wala na akong kasama sa pag-bibilliard at pag-lalaro ng basketball. Higit sa lahat, tumamlay na ang mundo ko. Love means sacrifices and I'm ready for it. Okay lang, sana, maligaya siya sa piling ng babaeng 'yun. One afternoon, sa garden ng bahay namin, an nexpected visitor came...it's Uriel. P're, inuman tayo, salubong agad niya sa akin. Mukhang problemado ang mama. Himala ng mga himala. ano'ng milagro 'to? Buti, pinayagan ka ng bantay mo?, sabi ko habang sini-switch ko 'yung radio. I chose an FM station. The song How do I Live by Trisha Yearwood eh, naging background namin.Quite romantic, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Lord, buti na lang, wala ang mga asungot kong mga kapatid kundi tutuksuhin na naman nila ako kay Uriel kasi they wont believe na friends lang kami. Meg, 'yung beer. Hoy, Uriel, baka biglang dumating ang mga Kuya. O,etong mango juice.Teka, ano ba'ng nangyari? Curse her, Pare. I saw her with another man. Don't tell me na baka pinsan niya 'yon or kapatid dahil they are actually kissing, sa lips.Then, kanina, she called it quits 'coz she's no longer happy with me. That girl, lahat ng kapritso niya, sinunod ko even the most difficult one -'yung tungkol sa'yo tapos, ito pa 'yung igaganti niya. Pare, ba't gano'n lahat na lang ba ng mamahalin ko, eh, iiwanan ako? Napaiba ako ng direksyon. Gusto ko na kasing batukan. Nangangati na ang kamay ko. Iiwanan daw siya, eh, hanggang ngayon, hopelessly inlove pa rin ako sa kanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg, say something. Something. Corny! Ano? Para kang natigilan. Buti alam mo. E, kasi, hanap ka pa ng hanap kung saan-saan, eh, meron naman diyan nagmamahal sa'yo ng lubos at matagal na niyang inaalagaan 'yon. Shame! Lagot ako! Bruha talaga ako, baka makahalata. What do you exactly mean by that? Err, what have I said? Kainin mo na nga 'yang cheesecake. Deadma galore (palusot!). No, I heard it right. At sino naman 'yun? Teka, ba't parang iba na ang timplada ng mukha niya? At saka, ba't palapit na siya ng palapit? Tingin ko, ang gwapo-gwapo niya. Ala! Nasa harapan ko na. Then inalis niya 'yung ballcap ko. Kinalag niya 'yung pagkakatali ng buhok ko. Bumigay ang buhok kong hanggang baywang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what's this? Ah, eh. Ano- Stop stammering. Damn! P're, talagang maganda ka na,noon pa man. But wait, sino ba 'yung sinasabi mo? Now, his arms were wrapping my body. Aba, parang sumusobra na'to ah! Pilit ko siyang tinutulak palayo pero ang higpit ng pagkakayakap sa akin. Hindi kita pakakawalan hangga't di mo sinasabi sa akin kung sino 'yun? Blackmailer. Huli na, wa na. Bistado na. Langya ka, Uriel, Matagal na kitang mahal. Di mo ba nahahalata? Ang tagal kong itinago dahil baka pagtawanan mo lang ako, I'm hysterical and I can't stop from crying. At long last, nasabi ko lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush... I have my fair share of confession, too. Mahal na kita, P're, noon pa pero I have to ignore the feeling kasi kaibigan kita. Kaya ang dami kong niligawan 'coz it's my way of forgetting you. Nang dumating si Irene, akala ko siya na ang pwede kong ipagmalaki sa'yo. In fairness to Irene, minahal ko siya, pero kanina, nabuhay 'yung pinakatagu-tago kong pag-ibig sa'yo. Sarap! kilig... Do I need to change my identity? Di ba tipo mo 'yung mga sophisticated women? Honey, nu'ng minahal kita, ganyan ka na talaga. By the way, I wont call you pare anymore. Di ata magandang pakinggan, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kanina pa nakalingkis yung mga kamay niya sa akin, eh... Kumawala ako. Mr. Martinez, nakakahalata na ako, eh...Kanina ka pa, sabi ko, then he let go of me. One more thing, di kaya kailangan mo akong ligawan? WHAAAT? But of course. Pero-- No ifs, no buts. Okay, okay, I'll start today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-109428260190710332?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/109428260190710332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=109428260190710332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109428260190710332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109428260190710332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/09/mahal-kita-pre.html' title='mahal kita, pre!'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-109332226273885899</id><published>2004-08-24T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T17:21:39.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flashflood!!!</title><content type='html'>it's been raining a lot for the past two days..and i really mean a lot. it feels like we had classes during a weekend &amp; don't have any during weekdays. (since we've been only to school 4 2 days this week) honestly, i'm not sure if i should be happy about it or not. of course, yesterday when i found there wouldn't be any classes (i found out in the car still on the street of our village), i was glad since i haven't studied yet for our quiz in lit that day. i planned to study that morning. but even if were still near our house, it took us (i with my cuzins) 30 mins to go back since there was traffic &amp;amp; the street we're going pass by back to our house was already flooded. wei, when we got back to our house, my cuzins &amp; i didn't have much to do so we just stayed in my room. after a while, my sister went to my room, somehow excited. she told that there is flashflood right in front of our house. she even said it was like the one u see in universal studios. (like when ur in the tour or if u've seen the movie, the big fat liar, it's also there.) i didn't believe my sister first, because hello?! like if there would be flood in front of our house it would be still &amp;amp; not like the one in universal studios. but no, when i got to my parent's room where you can see the front of our house, there was really water flowing like the one in universal studios, except it was black &amp; there were like leaves floating. my sister even said that they just saw a cabinet floating in it before she told us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/Flood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newei, to make the story short, we found out the cause of the flashflood. first, we found out that it only came from the parlor, which was about 2 houses away from us. &amp;amp; that it was caused by the squatters who were living behind the parlor. they said that the water in the squatter's area was already more than the average person (lampas tao) &amp; so what the squatters did was they made a hole through the wall of the back of the parlor. since there were a lot of pressure, all the water came through &amp;amp; out of the parlor to our street. &amp; the cabinet my sister saw wasn't a cabinet, it was a ref. because our neighbor who owns the parlor also has this business of fixing refs &amp;amp; that there were about 20 refs in their garage that time. &amp; since it was a garage, there 3 cars that was broken because they were hit by the refs. the cars: an xtrail, trooper &amp;amp; crosswind. wut a waste of money! (feeling ko ang chismosa ko na!) so more or less that's the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, there's weren't any classes again. i was a little happy because i slept at around 2:30 am finishing a book , the princess diaries. on the other hand, i really need to go to school because i have to the library &amp;amp; research about my experimental psych lab report due on monday. the good thing is we're not any more going to antipolo this weekend so i don't have to rush in finishing it. but i have to go to school tom just to go the library..what a bummer! that is if there are any classes tom. i'm can't believe i would be saying this, but i wish there are classes tom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-109332226273885899?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/109332226273885899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=109332226273885899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109332226273885899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109332226273885899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/08/flashflood.html' title='flashflood!!!'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-109179467031398822</id><published>2004-08-06T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T17:22:13.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if..?!</title><content type='html'>time really passes by..prelims na naman. (from august 10 to 13. gudluck peeps!!!). &amp; it's the first sem of out third year as psych students. we've known each other for two years, and still counting.. but still it feels like we've only known each other for a short time. especially that it's just now that we've thought of a way to bond (badminton..&amp;amp; out of town trips, even though i haven't really been to one..Ü) with each other. yesterday, i was with jelo &amp; sd and i was asking them, "if they think, we would still see each other after grad?" (madrama pero la na kami ibang mapag-usapan) sd said that he thinks it would be 'malabo' that we would all see each other after grad. &amp;amp; i think i would agree with him. malabo nga yatang magkasama-sama tayong lahat after grad. most probably, all of us would be busy with each of our lives..like having a job. parang ang tatanda na natin?! ano sa tingin nyo? if we would have a reunion, say after a year after graduation, would the whole p3/2c/3c(4c)-psych SY 2006 be there? who would &amp;amp; who wouldn't?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-109179467031398822?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/109179467031398822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=109179467031398822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109179467031398822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109179467031398822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-if.html' title='what if..?!'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-10910873831050544</id><published>2004-07-29T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T15:49:43.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you</title><content type='html'>i'm here right now at the UST library, internet section. honestly, it's my first time to use&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;"free service" in the library.&amp;nbsp;anyway, i really don't&amp;nbsp;have much to say.&amp;nbsp;just wanna thank my kada for appreciating&amp;nbsp;all the things i have written for them. i'm touched! hehe! :) seriously..masaya ko at nagustuhan niyo. i'll try writing something about our block naman next time. kapag tapos na ang ka-hectic-an natin..mga after prelims cguro..cguro lang ha. still not sure..still have to think of all the things i'd write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monmon's last post was about him having an accident with his forehead. when i read his post, i remembered an almost-the-same experience of mine when i was kid..well, not&amp;nbsp;much of a kid actually. &amp; since there are some of my blockmates&amp;nbsp;who are asking this..why do i have a scar just above my lips? &amp;nbsp;well, here's the story. i was in grade 5 (see, i wasn't really much of a kid anymore). we were still living at our house in paco. i remember it was a&amp;nbsp;saturday night because the next day, i was supposed to go to school because we this family activity held on a sunday. anyway, i was even wearing an empty backpack that time bcoz i was about to fix my thing for the said activity. i just got off from a phone conversation with a classmate of mine, &amp; my dad was watching a wrestling match (i was in their room). i somehow got interested by the match that i decided to sat on the edge of my parents bed first&amp;nbsp;&amp; watch the show. after a while, i stood up &amp;amp; walked away while i was still facing the tv. i didn't see that there was a typewriter on the floor, so i tripped on it &amp; hit my head on the wooden floor. i wasn't crying at first &amp;amp; i thought not much happened. then i saw my dad got up from the bed &amp; shouted, "p*t*** i*a!" that's when i knew there was something wrong with me..obviously. my sister, who was just across the room, came &amp;amp; saw me. she started calling my mom who was downstairs. that's when i started crying. when my mom saw me, she hugged me &amp; i started to cry more..hehe! well, that's pretty much it. fyo: i didn't get to go to the school activity. but on the other hand, my wound didn't have to stitch because it just healed by itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the girl here is already my name..my time's up. until the next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-10910873831050544?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/10910873831050544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=10910873831050544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/10910873831050544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/10910873831050544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/07/thank-you.html' title='thank you'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-109050866486809298</id><published>2004-07-22T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T17:20:50.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my UST kada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;been watching the second season of "FRIENDS" lately and i hope someday, my barkada would somehow have the same level of friendship rachel, monica, phoebe, chandler, joey &amp; ross have in the show. they see each other almost everyday &amp;amp; they almost live with each other. they treat each other like their a family. thinking of it, my barkada now is somewhat a family..in a way. accdg nga kay gjeff (&amp; i quote) "kumpleto sa rekado ang kada nmin.. we have fat, thin, old, smiling turtle, wild, at meron din kming taga explain about anything.." o dba?! (d na ko magdadagdag pa at mahirap na.) kaya this post of mine is dedicated (drama!) to my dearest kada... [note: to my blockmates, if u don't wanna continue reading, i understand.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in alphabetical order (para wlang masabi kng cnu man ang unahin &amp;amp; hulihin ko..):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;alan&lt;/span&gt; - cliche: transpo ng bayan! (mejo kulang nga lang sa direction) panu siya lang ang may kotse (for now) sa kada namin. nagiging dakilang transpo tuloy. pero itong transpo namin na 'to, star player ng science football team, o dba?! mayabang yan kapag may laro sila, (may ipagyayabang naman kse) dahil most of the time siya ang nakakagoal sa team nila. kaya tuloy kapag talo sila, sobrang apektado rin siya. malaking part ng buhay ni alan ang football. &lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/Anim-Soccerball-bw.gif" /&gt; sabi nga niya "if there's no football, there's no alan." &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/orange-soccer.jpg" /&gt; kaya nga lang, sobrang makakalimutin nitong taong to..tumatanda na kse (hehe!)..kailangan pinaaalalahanan ng mga kailangan gawin. pero isa siyang tunay na kaibigan. mas madalas nga niya kasama ang high school barkada niya kaysa sa family niya..lalo na kapag summer. parating wla sa bahay nila. wei, tong c alan n lng ang wla pang blog sa min lahat. sabi nya gagawa na din daw siya kaya lang mejo busy 'to ngaun kaya walang time. hintayin na lang natin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;caesar&lt;/span&gt; - chickboy sa barkada. &lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/smack.gif" /&gt; maraming girls pero cyempre ngaun, loyal yan sa kanyang pinakamamahal na si joan. matiyagang manliligaw..matagal-tagal na rin siyang nanliligaw dun. ndi lang 'to marami chicks, marami din ang nagkaka-crush sa kanya. (tanung nyo pa c mam nicholas..pati nga dw c alan. hehe!) malapit na nga kami gumawa ng fans club niya e. hehe! joke! isa c sar sa mga kaclose ko sa boys, kuya nga tawag ko dito e, dahil parati kaming magkakatabing tatlo nila she. (syempre, MH ako. joke!joke!joke!) tska dati nagtatanung yan sa kin tungkol sa..never mind na lang pla. wei, sobrang gentleman ng lalaking to. involuntary na sa kanya. basta may nadinig o nakita siyang nahulog na gamit ng girl, instinct na niya na pupulutin un. kahit cguro ilang beses mahulog, pupulut-pulutin niya un. iba ka tlga sar! kaya swerte magiging gf nito..yihee! (pabasa mo to kay joan. hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/01dog_bgca3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;gjeff&lt;/span&gt; - ndi magiging maingay ang kada namin kung wla tong taong to. lalo na kapag nagsama sila ni jelo at alan. kawawa naman kung sino ang mapagtri-trip-an. c gjeff ang madalas na nagpapatawa sa barkada namin. sarap 'to kasama. iba mga hirit..parang bayani agbayani ang comedy. sobrang bait din nito. siya yata ang pinakanakakasundo ko sa boys. sabi nga ni nina dati nung tinanong ko siya kung sino sa tingin niya ang pinakaclose ko sa boys, sabi niya si gjeff daw. d ko na nga maalala kung panu ko naging close tong c gjeff. malakas din 'to sa kin, basta may favor, ginagawa ko. minsan nga lang kapag my sinasabi akong gagawin ko para sa kanya, ndi yan pumapayag (sa una), nahihiya daw siya. parang ewan! nloloko ko nga siya, cnasabi ko wla naman siyang ganun. ako na nga nagrepresenta, ayaw pa. ang masama nga lang, madalas din c gjeff mapansin ng mga prof. lalo na ni sir budji, bsta may certain topic na pinag-uusapan (lam nyo na kung anu un). naiinis na nga siya dahil parati na lang siya napapansin pagdating sa topic na un. ok lng yan gj, at least may recitation ka dba?! tska ung experiment natin sa experimental psy nung monday, ok lng ako. kahit na pinahirapan mo ko, bati tyo! &lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;jelo&lt;/span&gt; - dakilang taga-dala ko ng file case ko. (kaya tuloy apektado ko sa why women.. ni gjeff e. kaya nga d ko na dnadala ung file case ko ngaun.) ndi siya nagrereklamo kahit na anu padala ko sa kanya. &lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/FindingNemo1.jpg" /&gt; cya din ang nkakatext ko kapag sobrang gabi na o kahit madaling araw pa. parati kse siyang late natutulog (kaya din late magising.) mahilig din magmisd col kapag gabi na at naghahanap ng makakausap. dati kinukwentuhan niya ko parati tungkol sa knila ni nicole. naalala ko pa nung nagpatulong pa yan sa kin nung nagkaaway sila ni nicole, kaya lang nga kaysa matulungan ko siya, mejo napahamak ko pa siya. sori jelo. c jelo lang ang kaisa-isang taong kilala ko na pinagpapalit ang ulam at kanin. hehe! sooooobrang lakas nitong taong to kumain ng kanin. buti nga d lumalaki tiyan niya tska ngaun hanggang 2 cups na lang siya, pinapapak na lang niya ung ulam. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;joel&lt;/span&gt; - siya naman sa barkada ang niloloko na parati na lng paulit-ulit &lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/a_inst-tape-recorder.gif" /&gt; at ang taga-pagpaliwanag namin. kaya kung nalalabuan kayo sa mga bagay-bagay, punta lng kayo joel..hehe! joke! peace tyo pre! ngaun, kahit na may gf, mabel, na siya, tinatry pa rin niya makasama sa min lalo na kapag may occasion, at mkakalibre siya. hehe! loko lng..bka magdrama ka n nmn! likas na madrama ka pa man din. pang-best actor! wei, magaling magsayaw tong c joel. parang may huntington's chorea paminsan, bigla-bigla na lang nagsasayaw. bakit ka nga ba d nagdance club ng psych? dapat nag-audition ka dun, cgurado tanggap ka. suportahan pa ta ka. sayang pa man din ang iyong talent, dapat yan sine-share. yan, nagpapaliwanag na rin ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;kyang&lt;/span&gt; - ito ang kasama ko tuwing tue &amp; thu morning. maaga kse dumadating ng skul kaya dumadaan ako sa kanya at dinadalhan ko siya ng breakfast. &lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/flow1.gif" /&gt; parati din ako nakatambay sa apartment ni kyang everytime na walang ibang matambayan kada namin. para ko na ngang 2nd home ang apartment ni kyang, alam ko na kung saan nkalagay ang mga gamit nila. at ako na ang naghahanda ng pagkain namin kapag nandun ako. speaking of pagkain, sobrang lakas kumain nitong si kyang. bsta may time, kakain siya ng complete meal. panu kse ndi siya tumataba. naalala ko tuloy nung 1st day natin, nung kumain kami sa kenny, sobrang raming order nitong c kyang (pero d naman nya naubos). ngaun, kaya tuloy kahit anung gawin diet namin nila nina basta kasama namin c kyang, d natutuloy. panu b naman, mahahawa ka sa katakawan niya. siya din ang pinaka-ndi mapili sa amin 5 babae pagdating sa pagkain kahit na siya ung maraming bawal kainin. mahirap din kapag nakakasama ko tong c kyang gumimik. kapag may nagustuhan yang bilhin, aayain niya ko at pareho na kaming makakabili. siya ang pinakamagastos sa aming lahat. nagkakasundo din kami ni kyang pagdating sa mga boys (in general). period. dba noh kyang? &lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/butterfly_1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/colourful_swigly_line.gif" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lele&lt;/span&gt; - ang 'nanay' namin..bkt?! kasi sobrang thoughtful ng taong to. at sarap pa magluto (maraming magtetestify nyan) tska eto ang taong pwede mo takbuhan kapag my problema ka kse okay siya magbigay ng advice tska talagang makikinig siya. at kahit na ilang beses namin siya asarin na 'taba/batchoy', ndi yan naiinis. kya tuloy, d rin kami nagsasawa na asarin siya. hehe! mahaba kse ang pasensya ni le at hindi siya pikon. iba tlga to maging kaibigan, lahat gagawin para sa mga kaibigan niya. physically, maganda tong kabarkada kong to. (lahat naman kmi, kaya nga magkakabarkada e. walang tututol, blog ko to! hehe!) kht na nung 1st day of classes pa lng, i saw her at i thought, "pretty nung girl na un ah!" yihee! flattened, i mean flattered c lele! seriously, d ko nga lam kung bkt umiyak siya sa isang lalake, marami naman nabibighani sa ganda niya. (isa na si..klala niyo na kung sino.) natamaan cguro siya kaya ganun. basta le, d2 lang ako anytime u need me. kainin..i mean ikain n lng natin ang problema. peace! sayang nga, d ka na matuloy mag-dwtl (days with the lord) ngaun. d pa cguro meant. bsta next batch, sama kayo ni kyang. okei?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lynard&lt;/span&gt; - napakakulit nitong batang to, lalo na sa txt. (at least, parating may message ang telepono ko. hehe!) pero ngaun ndi na mashado. napagod na cguro ng kakamisd col almost every minute every time d kmi magrereply. ngaun, in person na siya nangungulit na samahan namin siya manood ng sine. every week nag-aaya yan lalo na nung summer, hellboy, van helsing, troy..walang katapusan. &lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/Spiderman.gif" /&gt; hanggang ngaun..garfield, resident evil, oceans twelve, &amp;amp; the list goes on. basta may bagong labas na movie, mag-aaya tong c lynard. kawawa din to sa barkada namin dahil sa mga pang-iinis sa kanya. ang gagawin niya mag-iisip ng pang-inis na ibabalik niya dun sa taong nang-asar sa kanya. minsan tatahimik na lang din siya. nagkakasundo kami nito pagdating sa smallville, lalo na kay kristin kreuk. un nga lang ngaun, d na namin napag-uusapan mashado at d na rin ako nakakanood ng smallville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nina&lt;/span&gt; - ang dakilang taga-burn ng cd namin, mapa-audio man o video. sa presyong kaibigan, dba nins? kya nga lang ngaun, mejo low profile na siya at ayaw niya tumanggap na mga magpapa-burn. last na daw. dahil cguro wala na siyang ibang ginawa sa bahay kundi mag-burn ng cd. c nina din ang kasabay ko pauwi sa fx dati. ako pa ang nagbabayad ng kalahati ng pamasahe niya, para kunyari parang nag-jeep lang siya. at sa fx kami nagba-bonding ni nins, kahit mga 15 mins lang. kaya nga lang, nung nagkaroon ng mga u-turn, nahirapan tumawid kaya nag-iba na siya ng way. wala na tuloy ako kasama..huhu. nagkaroon nga ng footbridge, kaya lang d pa rin cya pwede dun dahil butas ung hagdanan, baka makitaan siya. buti n lng, kahit papano, late na uwian at d ko na kailangan magcommute for now. on the other hand, ang mejo problema nga lang kay nins ay paminsan-minsan lumilipad ang isip niya. &lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/clown_floating_balloons_lg_nwm.gif" /&gt; (pero pansin ko ngaun d na nangyayari un..naks, nagmamature na kse.) cguro kaya mejo accident prone tong kaibigan kong to dahil nga madalas lumilipad ang isip. kaya nina, mag-iingat ka ha. wag mashadong maraming iniisip. wag kang mag-alala iniisip ka rin nun..hehe! cnu kaya un?! ngaun, pareho kaming into watching shows sa entertainment channel lalo na ang one tree hill. hay nins..chad michael murray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/spongebob-thumb.gif" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;raymond&lt;/span&gt; - isa to sa mga pinakaclose ko sa boys ngaun. &lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/spongebob.gif" /&gt; alala ko nun, last year, c sd ang pinaka-ndi ko ka-close sa boys. buti na lang nag-botany kami. dahil simula nung summer, dahil parati magkakasama, (at hanggang ngaun) parati ko ng kakwentuhan tong taong to. siya nga lang sa boys ang napagkukwentuhan ko tungkol sa 1 certain person. kaya wag ka maingay ha! secret lang natin un. hehe! actually, tong c sd pwede i-compare sa isang volcano. kse iba siya humirit, madalang pero sapul na sapul. mapapaisip ka kung sang lupalop ng utak niya nakuha un. pati mga topic ng post niya sa blog, kakaiba. kse tong taong to kapag una mong nakita aakalain mo sobrang tahimik, un pala may tinatago ding kakulitan at kagaguhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; - seatmate ko for all time. grabe, 4 na taon pala tayo magiging magkatabi, buti na lang ndi tayo nagkakasawaaan sa isa't-isa. pero actually ndi kami naging magkabarkada ni she dahil seatmates kami. mas una kami naging magkakilala bago namin nalaman na mag-seatmate kami. si she din ang katelebabad ko sa telepono, ndi n nga lang ngaun dahil nagdo-dorm na siya. tuwing weekends ko na lang siya matatawagan. at kahit saturday nasa ust pa rin siya. d ko makakalimutan ung time na tinawagan ko siya sa phone ng sobrang late na at nagdrama lang ako sa kanya. muntik pa kami magkaiyakan. tong taong din na to ang halos una kong nasasabihan kapag may kwento ako. tska sa min babae, kahit siya ang pinakamatanda, siya ang mukhang pinakabata. (baligtad sila ni nina.) &lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/pucca.gif" /&gt; napagkamalan pa nga siyang 13 yrs. old kahit 18 na siya. malamang pati sa sinehan, nasisita to. bawiin kaya natin she sa height?! tatangkad din ako, tatangkad din ako with growee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta sa mga kabarkada ko...salamat sa lahat-lahat-lahat. sa friendship at trust na binibigay niyo sa kin. &amp;amp; for making me feel that i'm important (naks! drama n nmn!). sa mga nagawa kong sumama ang loob niyo, sori, d ko sinasadya. basta tandaan niyo parati, d2 lang ako. (kung kailangan niyo ng reviewer, taga-pagpaintindi, taga-kinig sa problema, taga-tawa, kasama at kung anu pa man.) cnisigurado ko sa nyo d ko kayo makakalimutan. (parang gagraduate na e noh?!) at last, natapos ko na din. pero feeling ko kulang pa rin ung nasulat ko. well, eto na lang muna. basta mahal na mahal ko kayo! mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/kada%20koh/kada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Friendship is a strange thing. We find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives...things we don't even share with the families who raised us. But what is a friend? A confidant? A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? A heart to feel? A friend is all these...and more. No matter where we met, no matter how long we've been together...I call you friend. A word so small, yet so large in feeling, a word filled with emotion, a word overflowing with love. Truly great things come in small packages. Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed. It is a constant book always waiting...waiting to be read...and enjoyed. We may have our disagreements...we may have our appointments...we may argue...we may have concern for one another... friendship is a unique bond that lasts through all tribulations. A part of each of us goes into our friendships...our humor...our experiences...our tears.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-109050866486809298?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/109050866486809298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=109050866486809298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109050866486809298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109050866486809298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-ust-kada.html' title='my UST kada'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-109050127358810176</id><published>2004-07-22T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T21:42:45.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love song for a savior</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love Song For A Savior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by Jars of Clay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In open fields of wild flowers, she breathes the air and flies away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She thanks her Jesus for the daises and the roses in no simple language&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday she'll understand the meaning of it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As close a heartbeat or a song on her lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday she'll trust Him and learn how to see Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday He'll call her and she will come running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and fall in His arms and the tears will fall down and she'll pray,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I want to fall in love with You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sitting silent wearing Sunday best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sermon echoes through the walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A great salvation through it calls to the people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who stare into nowhere, and can't feel the chains on their souls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As close a heartbeat or a song on our lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday we'll trust Him and learn how to see Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday He'll call us and we will come running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and fall in His arms and the tears will fall down and we'll pray,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I want to fall in love with You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems too easy to call you "Savior",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not close enough to call you "God"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So as I sit and think of words I can mention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to show my devotion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I want to fall in love with You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"my heart beats for You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-109050127358810176?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/109050127358810176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=109050127358810176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109050127358810176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/109050127358810176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/07/love-song-for-savior.html' title='love song for a savior'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108998160415180902</id><published>2004-07-16T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T20:40:04.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another badminton day</title><content type='html'>it's friday..another badminton day! i really had fun playing badminton today even though it really is exhausting, and i mean really, really exhausting! i'm supposed to be sleeping right now but my dad woke me up a while ago, so i have no choice but to wake up. so i just thought of writing here. wei, last week, i didn't post anything about what happened in our badminton. well, what happened last week was pretty much the same with what happened today. why?! because gjeff was my partner!!! hehe! i really had a good time playing badminton with gjeff..yihee! flattered! actually, its because we always joke about the things we do wrong, especially when we're losing. like last week, we didn't win our first two games. and gj was telling me that we didn't win because we wanna make our opponents happy..defense mechanism..hehe! but we really had a great time when we played with michael and louanne, especially when louanne looked at michael everytime she didn't hit the ball. so we were teasing michael that it was his fault why louanne didn't hit the ball. today, gj and i scored 4-2. we lost from leah &amp; sd (what's new?!) and ness &amp; michael. but we won over ness &amp; michael the second time we played..luck! hehe! our first opponent were mabel &amp; rhezi, and all we did was laugh the whole time we were playing. mabs was funny because she was like a kid, always shouting 'yehey!' everytime it was their turn to serve the ball. after the game, it was our stomachs were hurting not our body. we were only 12 who played today: pai &amp; kyang, jelo &amp; le, rhezi &amp; mabs, sd &amp; leah, ness &amp; michael, and of cors, gj &amp; i. we finished at about 2:30 and then went back to ust. we ate at kfc then to the jelo's apartment. it rained so hard, le and michael were about to go home already but they went back because they got all wet. they went to the apartment &amp; when they arrived, both of them were soaking wet. le borrowed a shirt from caesar for a while (so they teased her that she was a maid) and michael used his uniform. when the rain wasn't pouring hard anymore, we all went home. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108998160415180902?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108998160415180902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108998160415180902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108998160415180902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108998160415180902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/07/another-badminton-day.html' title='another badminton day'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108945948831497724</id><published>2004-07-10T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T21:06:58.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no boyfriend since birth</title><content type='html'>i wasn't really sure what to post at my blog this time. so i asked a few of my friends for some suggestions..gjeff said i write boys [dunno..what about them?!], nina said to talk about funny things and micheal said to talk about a movie or book that i've seen or read lately. well,here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, i bought this book..[sorry boys if u can't relate] NO BOYFRIEND SINCE BIRTH. [nina, there is really a book entitled this.] it was released only this june 2004. obviously, i was curious of the story because of the title. i can relate...part of the NBSB society..hehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/boyfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to tell the story, so i'll just type what's written at the back of the book: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's smart and pretty...but if she's all that, how come she's never been with anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Junior marketing executive Rudie Bermejo can't figure out why she's never had a boyfriend, and why no one seems interested beyond being friends. All her friends tell her she looks great, her boss thinks she's got the smarts to make it big, and guys think she's a cool chick to hang with. That should make her a catch, right? Determined to graduate from the No Boyfriend Since Birth Society, Rudie decides to take mattters into her own able hands. And the dating spree is only the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;Prospect check!&lt;br /&gt;Clark: an old high school could've-been fling&lt;br /&gt;Mike: don't even think about him&lt;br /&gt;Ben: hmmm, artist-type&lt;br /&gt;Jay: guy best friend currently in troubled relationship--yes!&lt;br /&gt;Edward: the movie-meeting guy (on the MRT, of all places!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who she end up with! i'm not gonna tell who.&lt;br /&gt;well, at the end of the story, she realized, "I'm not looking for one person to love. I'm not deliberately looking anymore. But my eyes are wide open for many lovable persons out there who are equally capable of giving me love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LEFT&gt;i agree..you souldn't love someone because you like the person a lot. coz maybe that person wouldn't love you as much as you love him/her. well, i'm one of the people who believes that there's someone in this world who's meant for a certain person. and that person would love you if not more, at least as much as you love him/her. as they say, if it's in the right place at the right time. and i quote nina.."darating din yan..we'll have our time."&lt;/left&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108945948831497724?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108945948831497724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108945948831497724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108945948831497724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108945948831497724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/07/no-boyfriend-since-birth.html' title='no boyfriend since birth'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108882901711416138</id><published>2004-07-03T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T17:23:17.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3C bonding time</title><content type='html'>it's saturday..i'm here right now at EVO (new 'tambayan' of our kada) with jelo, sar &amp; alan. well, we had class!!! the subject: BIOCHEM! the bad news: we started at 10 &amp;amp; ended at around 11 (the class was supposed to be from 9 to 10:30). the good news: we had free food! twisted ube (asado roll for my blockmates) and softdrinks. that was our reward since we waited for our professor for an hour because she thought that we went home already..long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newei, yesterday, we went to play badminton again..that's what we do every friday after class. we were 22 all in alll, more than half of our block. it was fun! but at first, there were not much courts available. we were wondering why there were a lot of people paying yesterday. &amp; i told one of my blockmates (louanne) "maybe, because it is friday," then we realized, we play badminton every friday..so we just laughed about it. until now, we still don't know why there were a lot of people there yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read rhezi's blog, &amp;amp; i agree with her about the 'bonding' thing of our block. it's really nice that we have badminton every friday as the 'bonding time' of our block. actually, yesterday morning, when i was eating breakfast with my 'kabarkada' (lele and kyang), we talked about this 'bonding' thing. lele said that it was fun that our block have way of 'bonding' since that was what she miss about her class in high school. i agree with her too! actually, this 'blog' thing is also a way of 'bonding' with each other. since we get to read each others thoughts &amp; feelings (sounds kind of corny), we get to know each other better. also we can talk this 'blog' thing in school. (like what michael, leah, sar, jelo, monmon &amp;amp; i were doing earlier before class.) especially now, a lot of us are creating our own 'blogs'. this is also a way of communication..as jelo said &amp;amp; i quote, "less communication is a big no no in a relationship." obviously, the relationship jelo was talking about is different from our blocks, but you get what i'm talking ayt?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108882901711416138?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108882901711416138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108882901711416138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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just post the pic first..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108877122385209221?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108877122385209221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108877122385209221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108877122385209221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108877122385209221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/07/badminton-agen.html' title='badminton agen...'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108833018543698395</id><published>2004-06-27T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T17:56:25.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wla lng...</title><content type='html'>been thinking..i have a few questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the girls: what if you like someone, then you found out that he likes your friend, what you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the guys: if your courting a girl, and if (let's say) 'basted' ka, is it better if the girl dumps you already (so you won't get your hopes up) or you want the girl to give you chance (may be a week) before she says no?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's ur say?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108833018543698395?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108833018543698395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108833018543698395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108833018543698395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108833018543698395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/06/wla-lng.html' title='wla lng...'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108825021355487418</id><published>2004-06-26T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T17:25:22.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 rules...</title><content type='html'>"Rule # 1:&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask her to be feminine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule # 2:&lt;br /&gt;Don't let her drink over three glasses, she'll beat someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule # 3:&lt;br /&gt;At a cafe, drink coffee instead of coke or juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule # 4:&lt;br /&gt;If she hits you, act like it hurts. If it hurts, act like it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule # 5:&lt;br /&gt;On your 100th day, give her a rose during her class; she'll like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule # 6: &lt;br /&gt;Make sure you learn fencing and squash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule # 7:&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared to go to prison at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule # 8:&lt;br /&gt;If she says she'll kill you, don't take it lightly, you'll feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule # 9:&lt;br /&gt;If her feet hurts, exchange shoes with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule # 10:&lt;br /&gt;She likes to write, encourage her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--these are lines from the movie, "My Sassy Girl." just watched it earlier (for the third time). &amp; this is the part i like best..so touching...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108825021355487418?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108825021355487418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108825021355487418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108825021355487418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108825021355487418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/06/10-rules.html' title='10 rules...'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108815996586198360</id><published>2004-06-25T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T18:43:06.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the distance -- evan &amp; jaron</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;The sky has lost it's color&lt;br /&gt;The sun has turned to grey&lt;br /&gt;At least that's how it feels to me&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crawl up in the corner&lt;br /&gt;As I watch the minutes pass&lt;br /&gt;Each one brings me closer to&lt;br /&gt;The time when you'll be back&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the distance&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the miles&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the time&lt;br /&gt;Until the next time I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the distance&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not ashamed&lt;br /&gt;That I can't take a breath without saying your name&lt;br /&gt;I can brave a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;And still be standing tall when all the dust has settled down&lt;br /&gt;But I can't take the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in feelings&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I feel too much&lt;br /&gt;I make believe you're close to me&lt;br /&gt;But it ain't close enough&lt;br /&gt;Not nearly close enough &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;right&gt; -- from the movie SERENDIPITY  &lt;/right&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108815996586198360?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108815996586198360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108815996586198360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108815996586198360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108815996586198360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/06/distance-evan-jaron.html' title='the distance -- evan &amp; jaron'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108815471689085296</id><published>2004-06-25T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T17:11:56.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after badminton..</title><content type='html'>just played badminton. (that's also the first line you would see at the blog of my friends right now.) it's becoming a habit of our block to play badminton every friday since we only have 2 hours of classes. this is our second time to play and i'm pretty sure we're doing it again next week. well, since it's a way for all of us to have some exercise &amp; lose a few pounds..ayt le?! (peace!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time playing, especially since monmon &amp; i had a (accdg. to him) 5-0 record. because the last time i played, monmon was also my partner, &amp; we only won once that time. that's why it means i'm improving..accdg to my friends. it's only me because monmon is already good at playing badminton. hehe! monmon, sa uulitin ha! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108815471689085296?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108815471689085296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108815471689085296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108815471689085296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108815471689085296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/06/after-badminton.html' title='after badminton..'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108757431210538079</id><published>2004-06-18T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T23:58:32.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd week of school</title><content type='html'>second week of school but still we don't have much to do this weekend..dunno if its a good thing or not (im sure its good for most of us). we only have one class today..guidance and counseling, 7 to 9 am. it wasn't much boring since we had an activity at the second half of our class. we ended at exactly 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 10, we (pai, phnas, rhezi, annabets, louanne, jaycee, laura, kyang, le, mykel, ness, tiff, sd, sar, alan, lynard, jelo &amp; i) went to sureplay where they played badminton. i went there to just watch them, but i also had a few shots. there were a lot of us compared to the last time we went there. it was a lot of fun &amp; we're planning again to do it next week. le &amp; i went back to ust through alan's car. when we got to ust, le &amp; i ate lunch then went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home at 2pm. &amp; as soon as i got homw until about 6pm, i slept. i was really tired. i was really home alone (xcept for our helper) so i decided to just watch dvd, since my sister bought new ones, eventhough i've already watched those movies. i watched chasing liberty. matthew goode is sooo cute! hehe! i wish i was anna foster (mandy moore) in the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;img src=http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/wallpaper.jpg&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei, a friend of mine is asking me to make him a blog. (the blog fever continues..) i'm not in the mood right now so i guess i'll do it tomorrow or on sunday. i'll just post his add.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108757431210538079?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108757431210538079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108757431210538079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108757431210538079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108757431210538079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/06/2nd-week-of-school.html' title='2nd week of school'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108738935497324242</id><published>2004-06-16T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T20:37:38.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>falling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;Falling - Keahiwai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you baby&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that Im thinking of&lt;br /&gt;But your heart is still with her&lt;br /&gt;And I think she's the one that you love&lt;br /&gt;I only want you happy&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's not with me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day&lt;br /&gt;You'll open up your eyes and you'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I think Im falling&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm falling for you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I think Im falling&lt;br /&gt;Baby Im falling for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the first time&lt;br /&gt;You laid your lips on mine&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;Will last till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;But Im not so sure&lt;br /&gt;That you're the one that I should pursue&lt;br /&gt;My mind tells me no&lt;br /&gt;But my heart only says that it's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell&lt;br /&gt;The mystery has yet to unfold&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna feel love's warmth&lt;br /&gt;And the other left in the cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet still I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;Maybe im falling for you &lt;br /&gt;yeah I think Im falling&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm falling for you&lt;br /&gt;That I think Im falling&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm falling for you&lt;br /&gt;yeah I think Im falling&lt;br /&gt;Baby Im falling for you&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i first heard this song at jam 88.3. ness &amp; i like this song a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108738935497324242?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108738935497324242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108738935497324242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108738935497324242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108738935497324242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/06/falling.html' title='falling...'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108693340591459950</id><published>2004-06-11T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T14:11:10.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a week it was...</title><content type='html'>today is our 5th day of classes, but still for the past days, nothing much happened in school. since our classes range from an hour &amp; a half to about 3 hrs, we had loooong breaks where we just sit around the field &amp; did nothing. there were also a lot of revisions in our schedule &amp; up to now, we still don't have a teacher in our lit subject (they say no one's brave enough to teach our dynamic class..) it was really boring (than my summer) &amp; tiring (even if we really did nothing) since most of the days we have classes from 8 in the morning until 7 in the evening. my friends &amp; i would spend our breaks either by eating or playing counter-strike. last wednesday, we had a break for 4 hrs. (which was useless because it turned out we didn't have a prof in our 6 pm class) during the 4-hour break, we went to gamesite (a computer store near dapitan). after playing counter (7 internet for some), we all payed almost 60 bucks each. well, that what happens when you have nothing else to do..you spend a lot! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108693340591459950?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108693340591459950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108693340591459950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108693340591459950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108693340591459950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-week-it-was.html' title='what a week it was...'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108652629324815364</id><published>2004-06-06T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T20:51:33.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two days to go...</title><content type='html'>i watched harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban yesterday in megamall. there were so many people watching it. we planned to watch the 7:30 movie, but when arrived there at about 5 pm, we already bought tickets. we lined up for the movie at 7 pm &amp; there was already a long line for the movie. it lasted for 3 looooong hours, but for me, it was worth it. i had great time watching the movie. i think that it tried its best to show all the important things that was in the book. i watched the movie with my sister..&amp; i think she wasn't that much satisfied bcoz accdg to her the ending was kind of 'bitin'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier, we went to my cuzin's house in las piñas. guess wut we did?! we wathced harry potter..again, but this time it was the second one. the chamber of secrets. well, my cuzins haven't watched it yet &amp; we really didn't have much to do. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108652629324815364?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108652629324815364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108652629324815364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108652629324815364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108652629324815364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/06/two-days-to-go.html' title='two days to go...'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108624321253551063</id><published>2004-06-03T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T14:47:58.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days to go 'til school starts...</title><content type='html'>for the past three days i've been sleeping..and waking up..really, really late. well, it's bcoz for the past three days i've been going out of the house. making the most of the remaining week before school starts. "huling hirit sa tag-init"..or tag-ulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last monday, as i've posted before, my family went to enchanted &amp; we arrived home at around 11:30 pm. i slept at around 1 am &amp; woke up at past 11 am. tuesday, we ate dinner at music 21 ktv at timog. we went there around 8 pm and lasted for more or less two hours. i really had a great time singing. as they always say..i like singing, but singing doesn't like me. we arrived at home around 11 &amp; i got to sleep around past 12 am &amp; woke up at also around 12 pm. 12 hrs of sleep..hehe! then, yesterday, two of my cuzins asked my sister &amp; i to go with them at bagaberde coz one of my cuzin can get free entrance. at first, my sister was hesitant to go, but at the end, she still went with us. my cuzins came from las piñas &amp; they arrived at our house at 10 pm. we arrived at bagaberde just in time for nyoy volante &amp; the manos. they sang ur body is a wonderland, this love &amp; their song, nasan ka na. at first we didn't have good seats bcoz there were a lot people..&amp; i really mean a lot. but since my cuzin knows someone from the bar, we moved to a better seat near the stage. after nyoy volante, mymp played. they sang officially missing u, waiting in vain &amp; of cors, a little bit (lynard...hehe!). we went home at past 1 &amp; my cuzins slept at our house. we slept past 3 &amp; i woke up again at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i hope my 'sleeping habit' would change since our school would start really soon. i hope i could start sleeping..&amp; waking up..early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108624321253551063?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108624321253551063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108624321253551063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108624321253551063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108624321253551063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/06/5-days-to-go-til-school-starts.html' title='5 days to go &apos;til school starts...'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108607381123992736</id><published>2004-06-01T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T15:43:43.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...At Enchanted Kingdom</title><content type='html'>"The magic is here..at Enchanted Kingdom.." after several months (&amp; that is literally) of persuading our parents to bring us to EK, my cousins, my sister &amp; i (with our whole family &amp; relatives from the states) went to EK yesterday. my cousins &amp; i were already asking our parents to go to EK since last december. &amp; fortunately, bcoz of fantasia barrino (dunno if the spelling's correct) we finally went there. connection?! it bcoz, one of my cuzins had a bet wid my dad that if fantasia wins, he should bring us to EK..luckily, she did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived there at about 4 pm, &amp; as soon as we arrived, we went on the rides already. at the end of the day, we rode on 9 rides. &lt;br /&gt;first was the carousel...we were with our 5 yr old cuzin.&lt;br /&gt;then we went on the flying fiesta..i was afraid my sandals would fall off.&lt;br /&gt;third, rialto..the show was called 'fun house' (about clowns) which was totally boring.&lt;br /&gt;fourth, anchor's away..&lt;br /&gt;fifth was the roller skates..just trying&lt;br /&gt;sixth was the bump car, then the 4D theater..escape from the bane manor&lt;br /&gt;after we went on the rio grande..i hardly got wet even if we went twice&lt;br /&gt;lastly, on the ferris wheel..where we waited in line for 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;we left at around 8:30 pm (early ryt?! we were wid our lola..) &amp; we still haven't eaten dinner or any snack for that matter. we ate dinner near libis then we arrived at home at around 11:30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108607381123992736?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108607381123992736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108607381123992736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108607381123992736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108607381123992736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/06/at-enchanted-kingdom.html' title='...At Enchanted Kingdom'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108572857873985448</id><published>2004-05-28T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T14:30:17.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished making my friend, jelo, a blog of his own. [abnkkbsknpla.blogspot.com]. i've been doing it for the past three hours coz i was having a hard time looking for a blogskin that would suit his taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei, just came from school..i enrolled for the coming semester. i arrived at about 7 am and finished at 9 am. there were a lot of people. at the basketball court, in front of the gym, it took us about 20 mins. to fall in line..at least we were seated. then when we went inside, we had to fall in line (seated) again, but this time it was faster..about 10 mins or less. by the time we were finished, the line was sooo long. after enrolling, we ate an early lunch at kfc. i was with nina, jelo, le, monmon, kyang &amp; lynard. we stayed there until about 12 nn..made som catching up then went home already. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108572857873985448?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108572857873985448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108572857873985448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108572857873985448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108572857873985448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/05/just-finished-making-my-friend-jelo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108564115820230489</id><published>2004-05-27T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T15:02:25.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazy For This Girl &lt;br /&gt;by Evan and Jaron &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rolls the window down &lt;br /&gt;And she &lt;br /&gt;Talks over the sound &lt;br /&gt;Of the cars that pass us by &lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why &lt;br /&gt;But she's changed my mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;Would you look at her &lt;br /&gt;She looks at me &lt;br /&gt;She's got me thinking about her constantly &lt;br /&gt;But she don't know how I feel &lt;br /&gt;And as she carries on without a doubt &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she's figured out &lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for this girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the one to hold me &lt;br /&gt;The night &lt;br /&gt;The sky fell down &lt;br /&gt;And what was I thinking when &lt;br /&gt;The world didn't end &lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I know what I know now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now &lt;br /&gt;Face to face &lt;br /&gt;All my fears &lt;br /&gt;Pushed aside &lt;br /&gt;And right now &lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to spend the rest of my life &lt;br /&gt;With you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2x&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalng...just wanna post this song. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108564115820230489?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108564115820230489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108564115820230489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108564115820230489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108564115820230489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/05/crazy-for-this-girl-by-evan-and-jaron.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108546817525338321</id><published>2004-05-25T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T14:56:15.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess wut?! my whole body hurts right now, especially my right shoulder &amp; both my legs..the reason: we played badminton for almost 3 hours straight yesterday! yup, my dad allowed me to go. wei, michael was ryt..we'd all have our own versions of what happened yesterday posted at our blogs..(visit eddie boy &amp; monmon's blog). i hope pai would update hers also..for the first time. Ü &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to what happened yesterday..at first, we planned to get our grades first in botany then go &amp; play badminton. so, we were supposed to meet at school at about 8:30..i arrived past 9. they said that the grades would be out at 10 so we went to sureplay (where we played badminton) already. when we got there, the place was almost full..the available courts was just right for us. we played doubles. jelo had two partners..lynard &amp; eddie boy..since he was the one who was best at playing badminton among us. i &amp; monmon then pai &amp; ness. i really had a great time even if only won once &amp; i had the chance to play badminton with all of them. i hope we could do it again sumtym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after playing, we went to eat at pai's house for lunch. the food was also great..fried chicken. &amp; it was even served with tomatoes &amp; lettuce on the side. (talk about presentation..hehe!) we stayed there for a while then went back to school to get our grades. then we went to watch shrek 2. it was totally funny..especially with trish beside me. but it was short..only about an hour &amp; a half. after that we all went home already. the day was really exhausting but it was worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108546817525338321?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108546817525338321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108546817525338321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108546817525338321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108546817525338321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/05/guess-wut-my-whole-body-hurts-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108529247019677310</id><published>2004-05-23T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T14:28:20.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://img72.photobucket.com/albums/v219/blue02orange/Botany_clas.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pic of our botany summer class..that's what we do everyday. draw all the plants/specimen shown on the table..hehe! that's what we do for about 3-4 hours straight. well, that's fine rather than to have a lecture that long, ryt?! speaking our summer class, tomorrow's judgement day!!! we would be getting our class cards. im not sure if i should be excited about it or not. wei, my blockm8s are planning to play badminton again tom. i hope my parents would allow me to go since i don't hve anything to do at home but to watch dvds all day long. well, i really don't have much to say just trying to see if the pic would work..first time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108529247019677310?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108529247019677310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108529247019677310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108529247019677310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108529247019677310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/05/pic-of-our-botany-summer-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108487891434527808</id><published>2004-05-18T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T19:15:14.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>too bad..right at this moment, my friends are at EK, and i'm here stuck at home. my dad changed his mind about me going to EK today because there is a storm. and it's signal #2 in laguna. what a great timing! oh well, i'm sure my friends is having a great time there. c.") okay..stop with the drama crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i would be seeing them on monday next week. we would be getting our class card for botany. and i do hope we'd all pass. then, after that, also nxt week..friday..it would be our enrolment. third year na kmi! grabe, ang bilis tlga ng panahon. actually, my friend already told me that she already knows our schedule. our classes everyday would be until 7 pm. on mondays, it would start at 7 am..12 hrs!!! then tue &amp; thu, it would start at 8:30 am. at wed, 1 pm and on fri, at 5 pm. 2 oras lang. malamang nyan maraming tatamarin..hehe! sana nga kapag nagkapasok na, maupdate ko pa rin tong blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108487891434527808?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108487891434527808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108487891434527808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108487891434527808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108487891434527808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/05/too-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108442367203670310</id><published>2004-05-13T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T12:47:52.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm here right now at nitro hub...a computer near ust. 1 day to go and summer classes are over. hehe! i'm with michael right now. he's supposed to teach me put pictures and stuff on my blog, but he's doing his formal report as of now because it's due tomorrow. as always, i'm checking my friendster right now. and as always, it's still not working right. i'm also looking for the lyrics of a song that i heard yesterday. i already know the title but i still dunno who sang it. i'm planning on giving a list of songs to my kabarkada, nina, so she record them for me on a cd. i need 18 songs. as of now, i only have about 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our practical and theoretical tests earlier in our lab class. thank god..i passed both! tomorrow, we'd be having our final exams and there are really a lot of things we need to memorize. most probably, i would sleeping late again later and would have to wake-up early tomorrow. well, at least, it would be the last time tomorrow. life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108442367203670310?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108442367203670310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108442367203670310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108442367203670310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108442367203670310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/05/im-here-right-now-at-nitro-hub.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-10839414485370569</id><published>2004-05-08T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T22:26:19.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well...really don't have much to say right now. hehe. but i'm super happy right now bcoz i had the guts to ask my dad about our block gimik on EK and he allowed me to go. buti na lng or else tiff would kill me! hehe! joke lng dear! peace tyo! i do hope a lot of our blockm8s could come. honestly, most of them not sure of going because of the money thing. a little expensive...but i'm sure we'd all have a great time. just hopin' nothing bad would happen. i'm sure nothing would, we'd take care of each other. hehe! drama koh!!! i really miss my blockm8s! ang pagiging dynamic at magulo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also miss my highschool (REC) classm8s.. i really don't get to see them that much since most of them studies in dlsu. we're planning of having a 'reunion' this summer but we still don't know when exactly. i haven't seen most of them since our h.s. grad. few of them, i last saw during my debut. i'm sure we have a lot of things to tell if we'd see each other. hay...how i miss a lot people! hehe! kadramahan nmn tlga..tama n nga. til nxt tym!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-10839414485370569?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/10839414485370569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/10839414485370569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108356937852687858</id><published>2004-05-03T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T15:33:57.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my third entry...buti na lng mejo cnisipag ako magsulat d2. hehe! sayang naman dba kng gagawa ako tas d ko naman mashado iuupdate. pero mejo boring nga lng ung page dahil d ako magaling sa mga paggawa ng html. neweiz, just finished inviting my blockm8s about our gimik to EK on the 18th. nagsend ako ng message through friendster..and as always, mejo nagloloko na naman ang friendster. d ko tuloy nasendan ng message lht ng blockm8s ko sa friendster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knina sa school, bnigay ng prof namin ang result ng prelim exams namin. kalahati b nmn ang score ko. hay lyf! pero mejo bumawi naman ako sa quiz at mataas-taas ang nkuha ko. as of now, taxonomy na ang pinag-aaralan namin. nkakahilo ang mga names ng division, class, order, family, genus, etc. lahat sila halos pare-pareho. hirap pa ipronounce. just wish we all pass the subject.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108356937852687858?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108356937852687858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108356937852687858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108356937852687858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108356937852687858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-third-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108298581026860772</id><published>2004-04-26T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T21:27:43.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a while since i last had the chance to write here..a little busy with school stuff. and our prelim exams are on wednesday already. &amp; we had a quiz earlier..mejo hectic. nakaka-survive naman! hehe! nkakainis, nagchecheck me ng friendster at kakakuha ko lng ng testimonial galing sa friend ko tas nung ivi-view ko na, nawawala na siya. hay naku...ang friendster tlga! sa sobrang rami kse ng tao nagugulo na ang system nila. hehe! actually, i should be studying right now, but then again, 'rest' muna. since i would be reviewing a lot of things tomorrow. at mas sanay ako ng the night before nag-aaral. learning preference ayt?! educational psych..hehe! grabe, sobrang miss ko na blockmates ko. kulit kse ng mga classm8s ko ngaun summer..nkakamiss tuloy ang pagiging dynamic ng block namin. sana nga matuloy ang gimik namin sa EK..tiff!!! hehe! ipagdasal natin na matuloy! at sana makasama ako..hehe! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108298581026860772?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108298581026860772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108298581026860772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108298581026860772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108298581026860772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-been-while-since-i-last-had-chance.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821876.post-108270346253888722</id><published>2004-04-23T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T15:01:50.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hay...la lng. napilit na din ako ni michael na gumawa ng sarili kong blogspot. hehe! obviously, la ako masabi. well, it's friday (at last), walang pasok 2m. sobrang nkakawasted ang botany namin. pero ok lng din dahil sobrang kulit ng classm8s namin. ang kukulit nila!!! pero miss ko na ang blockm8s ko...2C-psy...3C na pla kmi ngaun. well, sana lng maupdate ko 'to once in a while katulad nila michael. ang sisipag! hehe! actually, mejo kailangan ko na umuwi at 3 na. d2 pa ko ust ksama si michael &amp; tiff. uwi na dn cguro kmi maya2. Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821876-108270346253888722?l=blueorangestar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/feeds/108270346253888722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821876&amp;postID=108270346253888722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108270346253888722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821876/posts/default/108270346253888722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueorangestar.blogspot.com/2004/04/hay.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
