<?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-9406334</id><updated>2011-05-16T09:09:59.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rak.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111494862324181987</id><published>2005-05-03T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T03:48:33.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--mahaba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;huwaat? i spent 2 long hours for this? hehe. anyway, since i'm so tamad mag-blog, i'll just tell you what i still remember. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;today!!!!! of course, i remember what happened today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so pagod!! i went to school to make timpla my agar (did i say make timpla? yes i did.) for my thesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, compute.&lt;br /&gt;then weigh.&lt;br /&gt;then get water.&lt;br /&gt;then mix (forever).&lt;br /&gt;then boil (semi-boil). so that was the hardest part. ang init around the hotplate!!!!! summer pa. and the heat gets through the pot holder. basta ang init.&lt;br /&gt;then after i-cool yung mixture, lilipat na sa petri dish! yey!!!&lt;br /&gt;then papatigasin.&lt;br /&gt;then babalot.&lt;br /&gt;then label.&lt;br /&gt;finally (weee!!), autoclave.&lt;br /&gt;to top it all, ang baho ng agar!&lt;br /&gt;actually, yung una kong ginawa, manghiram ng gamit sa lab office. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasa school nako as early as 8:30. yes. i woke up early today. wee! didn't have breakfast, but i ate m&amp;amp;ms. hehe. i don't know if it really takes much time to get the agar done, but we ate lunch at 2 pm. hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pano na lang yung gagawin ko for the SC? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by 4, i'm home! yey! then i did my SC stuff. and then this blog entry! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;may 2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to PCA!! as in the whole family. hehe. we rarely do that. it's good to play with them, bonding and laugh trip, too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after playing badminton we went to the "restaurant". we wanted to have snacks and ended up eating dinner na. hehe. dino and i had watermelon shake. dihia and vito had ripe mango shake. mom had columbian iced tea. len had coke. nicole ate spaghetti. well, we ate naman. me, yang chow fried rice and fish fillet in tausi sauce. and they ate dimsum. hehe. with rice din noh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ninang, di ko na po maubos. you like pa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kain naman ako ng spaghetti ni nicole. until... until....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may nadiscover si chona na fly! cool. sarap. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy: ano to? libre langaw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadiri. i don't know rin if they have that sanitary permit choo choo. well, the place doesn't look too clean. enough of the kadiri experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ni mommy ako daw yata malas sa ganyan kasi twice na ko na-caterpillar tapos ngayon langaw naman. and then dati sa rai-rai ken may ipis sa wood ng sizzling plate. eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when mom was ordering pala, everytime may io-order sha... sandali lang po, ma'am ha, tatanong ko kung meron. then when he returns his answers would always be wala na po naubusan na. this same waiter served us may 01.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;may 01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;body building day!! hahaha. i went to the gym (PCA) with the boys!! and we ate din. the waiter was so antipatiko. kakainis. dihia was making stories about our iced tea... baka daw dinuraan ng waiter kasi nainis sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kainis talaga ibang waiters. it's part of their job to be asked, diba? like, pork ba to, or beef? simple questions they should know how to answer. it's ironic to find them pissed when i should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know about pca, but i see that their waiters are not trained. not at all courteous. walang alam about the food they serve. hindi maayos magserve even ng drinks. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;april 30&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang init sa quezon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;april 29&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we left for quezon i was in school for a meeting with the SC and Ms. Ferrer. yun lang. hehe. i don't want to make kwento, it's classified info. yuck feeling. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the NAC (daddy’s opisina) people went to quezon. robert was there and manny (the bar topnotcher) was there too. lisa also, my fellow constantine-gaga. hehe. they had a great time swimming and singing! hehe. ako rin, i had a great time eating. hehe. ang sarap ng food sobra. the cook will be the one to cook the food on may 21. hehe. yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they gave daddy some stuff to remember them with since that was the last party they were going to have, ever. the office is closing because daddy saw no point in continuing because the system was crazy! toinks. anyway, they gave him a big photo of him.. short of close-up photo mosaic. no.. hehe. pretty big. it's also a photo mosaic. the image you clearly see is that of my father's. studio pic. hehe. then the smaller ones are photos of his commissioners and directors and staff and personnel. lahat. galing. and manny wrote something for daddy, really galing man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;april 28&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay. na-eliminate si constantine. :( huhu. he's really great! only that his song last week was so ma-rock.. not for the viewers of american idol. really so sad, crush ko pa naman yun! hehe. i don't know about that scott savol, but for me he really does not deserve to be there, like top 5! he gets all the sympathy votes. he's not an excellent singer. he's just an okay singer. &lt;b&gt;dapat sha natanggal!!&lt;/b&gt; yuck, nagalit na daw. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to pampanga to visit daddy's friend, who by the way, is dead. hehe. than col. pete sanchez is a good man. he's so humble. and he remained a true friend to my father. as in, kahit wala na sa politics si daddy, nagbibigay padin sha ng piyaya/piaia (ewan di ko alam spelling. basta yun yon.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh! ang dami pala naming taxi rides ng mga kapatid ko this day! we went to letran for their enrolment. daddy brought us there. na-abutan kami ng lunch break so we ate muna. waaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"san tayo kakain?"&lt;br /&gt;"punta tayo SM manila."&lt;br /&gt;"o sige. kuha tayo taxi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasa taxi na kami. along the way, a weird song was played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 little 2 little 3 little bombay...&lt;br /&gt;4 little 5 little 6 little bombay...&lt;br /&gt;7 little 8 little 9 little bombay...&lt;br /&gt;yan ang indian buhay.&lt;br /&gt;(wahahaha!!!! who sang?! hehehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma'am, flat po gulong ko."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huwaaaaat?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so manong, pano po yan?"&lt;br /&gt;"eh, di na po kaya eh."&lt;br /&gt;"sige po, bababa na lang kami dun sa may entrance ng intramuros."&lt;br /&gt;"di na po aabot eh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bumaba kami. at naglakad. at naghanap ng bagong taxi. at walang dumating. so... naglakad kami papasok sa intramuros. okay, malayo yung letran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"achie, lakad na lang tayo."&lt;br /&gt;"okay. san tayo kakain?"&lt;br /&gt;"mcdo na lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lakad-lakad. hanggang sa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ang baho!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;canal lang pala. hehe. paikot-ikot lang kami sa intramuros. parang naliligaw na mga bata. buti matangkad sila. labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey! narating din namin ang letran!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ang daming tao sa mcdo. dun na lang tayo kay mang jorge kumain."&lt;br /&gt;"okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ang nangyari, nagtaxi kami. tapos bumaba kasi na-flat yung gulong. tapos naglakad under the scorching sun. tapos kumain sa loob ng school sa canteen. saya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 o'clock we were home na!!! then biglang nagbago isip ni daddy, punta na lang daw sa pampanga!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"daddy, sama ko."&lt;br /&gt;"o sige, pano ka pupunta dito? nasa office nako di na kita mababalikan jan sa bahay."&lt;br /&gt;"commute nalang (wahahaha.)."&lt;br /&gt;"sino kasama mo?"&lt;br /&gt;"tatanong ko sila dino kung sasama sila."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos umakyat ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"din, sama ka please.."&lt;br /&gt;"saan?"&lt;br /&gt;"sa pampanga."&lt;br /&gt;"bakit?"&lt;br /&gt;"may pupuntahan si daddy."&lt;br /&gt;"sino?"&lt;br /&gt;"si col. sanchez."&lt;br /&gt;"huh? sino yun?"&lt;br /&gt;"kaibigan nya."&lt;br /&gt;"yun ba yung patay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha. kala ko di nya alam. well, sumama sha anyway. naconvince ko naman. i told him baka payagan kami ni daddy sumakay sa fighter jets sa basa airbase. pero di ko alam kung may fighter jets talaga dun. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi to ayala mrt. then mrt until north central. yey!! 2nd mrt ride!! hehe. i'm enjoying this even though it's so uncomfortable to ride public transpo. well, it's a long overdue independence. actually, it's just semi-independence i got. hehe. sakto lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got to daddy's office... ang init. pero sa labas lang. when we went inside his own office talaga... it's cold na. but it's small. not really small, but it's only half the size of his DILG office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"daddy, i want to eat. let's eat. =D"&lt;br /&gt;"later na lang anak, sa NLEX."&lt;br /&gt;"okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast-forward... NLEX na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"san nyo gusto kumain? ... ay. dun na lang sa kfc. gusto ko kumain nung... ano ba yun? yung sa commercial... yung... hmmmm! gusto mo?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaahahahaha. tawa kami ng tawa kasi ginagaya ni daddy yung commercial ng chicken fillet sa kfc. tapos tung tone nya parang galit. nang-aaalok na galit! hehehe. dapat kasi live eh para nakakatawa. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na nga. super detailed tong day na to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;there's really something about the people in quezon.. i don't know if it's the culture or the lack of education. not really to demean or anything but the people there are so tamad.. they work naman because they want to survive but they're just so tamad.. like they see their amos do the work and they just watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing about this is that it's contagious! i just noticed the "introduced species" there. nag-iiba talaga. sort of evolving sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;halo-halo na kwento ko kasi di ko na maalala yung dates. (i want to congratulate you if you're still reading up to this part. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy bought vito drums! i mean a drum set. why do boys always get what they ask for? no pilit, no lambing whatsoever. and me, i have to lambing and be really good and get really high grades and convince them all the time. daya talaga. anyway, i'm happy naman because slowly... i'm getting to my dream. the rockstar dream. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy bought a bass guitar for dino. and me... a spanish guitar. hehe. ang daya talaga!!! meron na daw kasing electric guitar why buy pa? eh kasi daddy, it's already bulok and so old na! and the switch is already nakalubog, i can't play it with the amp anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i'm taking this guitar thing seriously. hehe. i know how to read tabs now.. even tabs for drums.. and like i played the drums for prom.. that song by sugarfree. weeee!!!! i'm so excited!!! i'm just so busy now, i don't have much time to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night as in may 2, i played the piano. ang tigas ng fingers ko. i have to practice more often, sayang. i still love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the day we bought the drum set and the guitars, sobrang na-shock kami sa mga presho. we went to yamaha-buendia first. okay, cheapest drum set: P45,000. maganda naman. most expensive drum set: P250,000. yes. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw this grand piano. the moment i layed my eyes on it i fell in love with it. swear. ang ganda. ang haba. ang kinis. it's so black. and when i played, ang ganda ng tunog. sobrang buong-buo. sakto lang yung weight ng keys. perfect for dynamics. ang linis ng loob. it's my perfect piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how much for this grand piano?"&lt;br /&gt;"uh.. ma'am. that's 5 million pesos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so i told myself (earlier.. before i knew the price)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"gusto ko ganyan piano ko sa bahay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ngayon, nananawagan ako. i want the piano badly. any kind soul can give whatever it is you can afford. haha. ang ganda talaga. ayoko ko nga shang iwan eh. haaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my! ang baho pa ng kamay ko hanggang ngayon! amoy EMB and MacConkey Agar pa!!!! eeeeew!! ngayon ko lang naamoy. terrible. mwehehehe. i'm exaggerating. pero totoo, ang baho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaah!!! out na yung 2nd album ng orange and lemons!!! yey!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... this is crazy. they made us pay for library fee so we can use it this summer and then.. bawal. kasi daw tapos na summer classes. eh di kasi kami nagssummer no, thesis lang! no units whatsoever. eh endorsement lang naman kailangan namin para makagamit kami sa ibang library noh!!!! tapos sasabihin sarado kasi inventory na. dapat lab fee na lang binayaran namin. grrrness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala na kong maisip. tama na yan. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111494862324181987?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111494862324181987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111494862324181987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111494862324181987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111494862324181987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/mahaba.html' title='--mahaba'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111357609534856159</id><published>2005-04-15T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T07:41:35.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>burp.. burp..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;geez. reliving puyat days. i'm so used to sleeping very late now. hirap na matulog na maaga pa pag gabi pa. i'm not happy about it. this morning dihia and i went to PCA to play badminton. i wanted to sleep at 10, but i did my blog. so i went to bed at 10:30, i think, and was awake until 3 am. wala akong ginagawa! haha. by 12 dino went to bed na din. and for hours we were both restless, mga hindi makatulog. i could no longer contain my boredom and finally sat up. so dino thought i was up to something and sat up, too. i told him, "laro tayo". wahaha.. thinking that card games would make us sleepy. but it was too dark na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then higa again. a few minutes later, i sat up again, then dino din. i think he waited for a statement. i gave him these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*burp* *buuurp* *buuuuuuuuuuuurp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha. weird me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;constantine is so pogi!!!! he sang one of my favorite songs.. queen's bohemian rhapsody. galeeeeeeeeeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in school today for the SC's concon part 2. kakapagod. but a camera phone kept us all awake. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be in quezon till sunday. will leave tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! there'll be an event called earth day part 5. i'll update. it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tamad mag-blog tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111357609534856159?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111357609534856159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111357609534856159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111357609534856159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111357609534856159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/burp-burp_15.html' title='burp.. burp..'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111348743085285627</id><published>2005-04-14T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T07:03:50.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alzheimer's disease takes on kunny dans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;toinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april 10, i said i can't remember anything until thursday. make that a wednesday. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i went to choir practice. late, but i catched up. yummy guinataan, promise. after the practice, we ate na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah! mali yung story ko!! forget about the practice. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday pala to nangyari. so i was at chowking pioneer for the galing pilipino movement's kapihan. okay. so there were two not so old but not really young women behind me. they were just there for the kapihan, not for the s-leadership workshop. guess what? i have a new name.. RUNNY. wahaha. but the two women knew it's kunny. another girl called me runny. like, what?! anyway, they asked me selene's (the facilitator) last name and i said i did not know. (now i know na, it's yu. hehe.) and i went back to my conversation with joy and babal. then maya-maya mr. (what's his name?) i think manny called me again. basta he was asking me a lot of questions na hindi ko naman alam kung anong sagot. finally, he stopped. maybe he realized he wouldn't really get anything from my hindi-ko-po-alam answers everytime he popped a Q. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ang nagtanong naman si ms. #1. i don't know their names. hehe. from what school are you? and then i said st. scho. then she was like.. what year? third year po. and then the shock of my life came!!! high school, she asked.. wahahaha! i still look like a high school kid!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at kapihan, the dakilahi group were there.. well, not really the entire group, only ding and tony. ding's so fun to have around. he has this happy, happy aura that's contagious and you also become happy only by seeing his smiling face. hehe. he's a really simple yet very principled man. astig, really. they were promoting the rise in bataan. it's a motorcade that follows a reversal of the track of the death march. and they said that the april 9 holiday is not really supposed to be the "fall" of bataan because during the time, the filipino troops never gave up/surrendered bataan to the japanese. the americans did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macarthur's popular line, "i shall return" was actually cut and it said "i came through and i shall return with a thousand battleships." something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he left because the US planes were bombed on the ground at Clark nine hours after Pearl Harbor was bombed. that was too long and he could've moved the planes to different locations. he lost his air cover, which was crucial for his defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a few planes flying. filipino pilots drove the planes. i only remember two - villamor and basa. the villamor airbase and basa airbase in lipa, batangas were named after the two pilots. basa's plane went down, only villamor survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Bataan all the way to Corregidor, the americans were protected by the Filipino troops who were neither trained nor equipped and were underfed. the filipinos were used by the americans as moving sandbags. imagine that, and then macarthur left for Australia. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot the name of the american guy who surrendered the philippines to the japs. it was like deja vu.. the treaty of paris. the americans and the japs were inside the balanga elementary school in bataan and they were talking about the philippines. ironically, the sole surviving photograph of the surrender only had americans and japs in it. so they were talking about what to do with the philippines and there wasn't a single filipino soul there. gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the filipino veterans are trying to claim their benefits from america. they won't give any, or of they would, konti lang. they said the they OWNED the filipinos, not like the koreans or the japs or the whoever from asia who were american allies then. imagine ha, the people were part of the package when the americans bought the philippines from the spaniards for 20 million dollars. the widest scale of human rights violation against our people that i have heard of. ang sama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until now kawawa pilipinas. other countries are taking advantage of the abundance of our natural resources. from a satellite photo it was actually discovered that the philippines is the country richest in ore. tapos ganto tayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about this.. the philippines is the only christian country in asia and yet we are ranked 2nd in corruption. why is that so? sobra no! and now they're wanting to get more money from the people, eh ang laki-laki na ng nakukurakot nila ngayon. they're not contented pa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after ding talked about the rise in bataan motorcade, the arniseros were up. hehe. i forgot na how they call themselves but they're the arnis group. they're from UP. the coach's name is nathan. sobrang negro and he looks so mayabang. they came in super late and they sat in front, as in first row, since it was the only vacant row. and then nathan kept moving around and he talked with the GPM coordinator. his voice was really loud. basta, very annoying. but when he started talking my jaws dropped. haha. he spoke really well, plus the american (i think texan) accent. and his tagalog's really malalim. so good english plus oldskool tagalog. hehe. he's gwapo pa. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old-fashioned arnis used something like a bolo pala! scary. haha. then they showed us a demo tape since the place was just too small for an actual demonstration of arnis. they're opening its sportive aspect now, they don't teach it just for self defense. and since the philippines is hosting the forthcoming SEA games, they're introducing the sport. yey! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool. and the demo guy named kelvin looked really funny. he's mestizo and all with the body builder katawan but when he started with the demo he looked really funny. i wanted to ask during the open forum if the facial expression really came with every blow of the stick kaya lang kakahiya. hehe. stupid question. he really looked funny like his face was nanghahamon with every attempt to attack his enemy. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111348743085285627?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111348743085285627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111348743085285627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111348743085285627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111348743085285627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/alzheimers-disease-takes-on-kunny-dans.html' title='alzheimer&apos;s disease takes on kunny dans'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111314003084490805</id><published>2005-04-10T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T23:17:29.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--abs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i can't remember anything until thursday. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;the other day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting with SC and ms ferrer at csb conference room. haha. school's closed kaya nakigamit kami. tama ba yun? hehe. ms f bought snacks for everyone. i ordered sandwich from country style. half kami ni corn. the double chuva promo. i swear, kadiri! buti corn opened her sandwich as in open na.. ulit. she unwrapped her sandwich because good thing she remembered it's split into 2. so me din open. i was about to take a bite when.. when.. when... *drum roll* i saw a caterpillar... crawling, literally. it's alive. kadiri!! so just because i'm taking biology i get to experience endless caterpillar (i can't remember the word! gah!) ayun.. appearances in my food?! panget. i had it changed. this time, no more lettuce. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd session of s-leadership workshop. selene knew my name even without my tag. aww. if you get the chance to attend, sign up it's really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since victor went on vacation, there's nobody to drive me to anywhere. boing boing. wala na ngang magawa di pa makaalis. daddy drove me to mandaluyong and guess what? he allowed me to commute pauwi!! hehe. first time ko, no idea what to do in a place too far from home. hehe. dihia didn't go to quezon. he went to megamall. he dropped by chowking to fetch me and we went to megamall together. buti din, kasi paranoid ako that somebody might bomb the mrt chuvaness or the bus i'm riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed too long (until 10 pm) there. gah! my feet ached like i don't know how to describe basta masakit kaka-lakad. hehe. finally the junior kilat album is out!! hehe. great! i (make that dihia) bought me a wall clock for my unoccupied room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food trip dapat kaya lang nabusog agad eh. we ate at the food court. hehe. don't buy from the japanese stall beside the chicken something. the sushi chef's so amateur!!! ang panget ng gawa!! and she didn't mix the vinegar and jap mayo with the rice!! no vinegar and she just topped the maki with the mayo. ang panget. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to abs-cbn!! hehe. audience sa y speak. i swear juday looks sooo different in person. she's pretty. and she's not at all taba. ryan.. turn off, smoker. boing boing. but he's gwapo and well, i see he's bait and not feeling and not snob. tuesday has her own mundo, auti promise. haha. laugh trip about fritz infante's statements. hehe. host=hos. and s/he asked archie: you kalbo! what's your name? wahaha. and to tuesday: excuse me, you're not a celebrity! hehe. the issue's babaw and all but it's saya. hehe. jao's also gwapo but diego's more oooossh!! his being a rockstar's the ++++++++++++++++++ factor. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good time!! they said i look so fat!!! haha. and dihia described me this way: emoticon. grr. thanks, bro! great help. mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we taped a/n (what's it called?) basta we said.. "Y SPEAK @ Studio 23 Kabarkada Mo!" hehe... like to invite viewers to watch Y SPEAK. chash, santugon has this clip too. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dihia didn't have to fetch me this time. since ABS picked us up earlier they brought us back to school. i walked home from dian!! yey!!!!! wakekekek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111314003084490805?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111314003084490805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111314003084490805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111314003084490805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111314003084490805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/abs.html' title='--abs'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111252278691685802</id><published>2005-04-03T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T03:09:24.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--ukay-ukay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;april 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee!! i had my first ukay-ukay escapade!! hehe. saya! everything for only 50 bucks! sulit buy. i'm going back on wednesday. may "new arrival". hehe. they call the bagong dating clothes "new arrival".. parang shopping sa mall din! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to file mom's billing statements. gaah! ang dami! i haven't even finished half of it. toinks! will have to work on it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. i made a planner for myself! been trying to look for that starbucks planner but i can't find one anymore. :( i found an old notebook, hard-bound. one i bought from anonymous but i never used. i plastered (the term!) ribbons outside, such that they're all parallel to one another. hard to explain, basta.. cute. hehe. shempre gawa ko yun eh!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir kenneth, i expected the gag! hehe. i learned my lessons, dr. april. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;april 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. i went to the first of the five sessions of the s-leadership workshop. good, good. really great speaker. we molded clay. saya! as usual, i did a heart. hehe. i wanted to shape the clay into a note but it was too limp - the stem won't straighten up. ay.. why didn't i just think of doing a whole note?! haha. dapat kasi eigth note para obvious na note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kala ko mawawala kami. not really familiar with mandaluyong. buti madali hanapin. wierd. they did it in a chowking function room! haha. and they served us halo-halo and bola-bola siopao. eeek! i ate something weird sa halo-halo. i don't like halo-halo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the workshop's sponsored by the galing pilipino movement. may action yung galing pilipino...when you say galing, your right hand's supposed to be over your chest. then pilipino, you salute!! hehe. i'm a member now so i can do it. we will be given a booklet. it has a sticker of gpm's whatever then we're supposed to award it to a person whom we think has done something to uplift the filipinos.. like a conductora who controlled her temper even when somebody inside the bus announced he's going to light up the bus. hehe. then we're supposed to stick the sticker (?!! hehe) onto her.. whatever! then do the salute. hehe. astig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church. missed emc, mom didn't go to quezon. :( next sunday, maybe. aww. sad about pope john paul's death. i only got to appreciate his presence so recently. he's such a brilliant person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pizza!! weee! yum!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye na. we're going to watch alias! (baka i get to have another counter-terrorist operative dream. sir kenneth calls my dream that way. haha.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111252278691685802?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111252278691685802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111252278691685802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111252278691685802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111252278691685802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/ukay-ukay.html' title='--ukay-ukay'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111225608022675549</id><published>2005-03-31T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T00:05:28.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--my dream and shall we dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the other day i watched shall we dance. beautiful. sobra. i cried and cried sa dulo sobrang na-touch ako kay richard gere (john). my favorite scene is the one when john went to beverly to give her the rose and ask her to go to the party with him. then they danced. sobrang...... huhuhuhuhuhuhu. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite lines from the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the scene when beverly was stopping the work with the detective. she said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;why is it that you think that people get married? ... because we need a witness to our lives. there's a billin people in the planet, i mean, what does any one life really mean? but in a marriage, you're promising to care about everything - the good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things... all of it, all the time, everyday. you're saying.. your life will not go unnoticed because i will notice it. your life will not go unwitnessed because i will be your witness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one's the carpark scene (after the dance competition).. &lt;b&gt;John&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Beverly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm not having an affair. there was no affair. they;re new friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;well then you could've told me about it, though, couldn't you? you just.. completely left me out!! why didn't you tell me, john? you've got to answer that!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i was ashamed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ashamed of what? of dancing?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;no, no..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;well then of what?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;of wanting to be happier.. when we have so much. it's not your fault.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then beverly walked out. aaah. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next scene is the letter from paulina until my favorite scene na. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;..... for the first time in a long time, i want to dance again. i hope i get to see you and dance with you before i leave.... Paulina.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John: &lt;b&gt;by the way, i'm not going to the party.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beverly: &lt;i&gt;but you're not giving up dancing, are you? you could.. teach me to dance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;beverly, i'm not dancing anymore!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then john walked towards beverly inside the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the one thing i am proudest of in my whole life is that you're happy with me. if i couldn't tell you that i wasn't happy at times, it was because i couldn't risk hurting the one person i treasure most. i'm so sorry.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang... aaah! *sniff-sniff* *hikbi* then my favorite scene na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it's a slick rose.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's beautiful. why aren't you at the party?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh.. because it's a dance. to dance, you need a partner. my partner is right here. ... beverly, dance with me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh.. i don't know how!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yeah, you do! you've been dancing with me for 19 years.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i don't know the steps.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'll teach you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;here?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaah. i have a new favorite song. it's the one playing when john gave beverly the rose and then they danced. it's called the book of love by peter gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the book of love is long and boring&lt;br /&gt;no one can lift the damn thing&lt;br /&gt;it's full of charts and facts and figures&lt;br /&gt;and instructions for dancing&lt;br /&gt;but i.. i love it when you read to me&lt;br /&gt;and you.. you can read me anything&lt;br /&gt;the book of love has music in it&lt;br /&gt;in fact that's where music comes from&lt;br /&gt;some of it is just transcendental&lt;br /&gt;some of it is just really dumb&lt;br /&gt;but i.. ilove it when you sing to me&lt;br /&gt;and you.. you can sing me anything&lt;br /&gt;the book of love is long and boring&lt;br /&gt;and written very long ago&lt;br /&gt;it's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes&lt;br /&gt;and things we're all too young to know&lt;br /&gt;but i.. i love it when you give me things&lt;br /&gt;and you.. you ought to give me wedding rings&lt;br /&gt;and i.. i love it when you give me things&lt;br /&gt;and you.. you ought to give me wedding rings&lt;br /&gt;and i.. i love it when you give me things&lt;br /&gt;and you.. you ought to give me wedding rings&lt;br /&gt;you ought to give me wedding rings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i had a really weird dream last night. kasi i'm reading seeds of terror ngayon. and i'm doing the experiment for my thesis din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was in school with pau. i don't know why she's there nga eh. tapos parang alias yung dream ko. i had a mission - retrieve the superweapon. meron daw naka-store na superweapon sa lab sa school. three rooms kasi yun, M401, M402 and M402. nandun daw sa M402. tapos nung kaming dalawa na lang daw, sabi ni pau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;o, halika na! kunin na natin bago pa dumating yung mga terorista!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to M402. high-tech nga storage nung superweapon eh. parang yung sa jurassic park. yung press mo tapos *ksshhh* open sha tapos may lights. hehe. tapos may iniikot pa kong parang lock para ma-access yung superweapon. pagbukas ko, kinuha na namin. yung ichura nya.. yung parang re-usable na ice na nagbblink. neon yellow yung color tapos 2 cubes. sabi ko kay pau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tara. bilisan na natin. sara na natin agad to. baka maabutan pa tayo ng terorista.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang vivid ng details sa dream ko. sa sobrang pagmamadali ko pa daw na isara yung machine muntik na na di ko nasara na maayos. tapos nung paalis na kami, nakita namin yung terorista. he was an indian-looking man. tall. bearded. he was walking towards M402. i told pau not to panic kasi mahahalata kami. lakad lang. i told her na mauna na. meet kami sa may information booth. so she went ahead of me na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the terorista reached M402, he wrote something on the board. it was a note for me. it read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know you have it. i opened the machine and it registered the time when you opened it too.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he wrote some numbers. i continued walking. when i reached 3rd/F, i ran na daw. tapos pagdating ko sa information booth, may kasama si pau! na-shock ako kasi top secret mission namin. hehe. she called for back-up pala. toinks! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were fixing our things. tapos when we were done, the back-up guy said we were leaving na. sabi ko.. wait. hinarangan ko sila... yung harang na naka-extend yung two arms ko tapos ayaw sila padaanin. baka kasi palabas na din yung terorista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was right. dumaan sha. papunta sa gate one then lumabas. nag-right sha papunta sa houseblend, then di yata nakuntento sa paghahanap samin, sumilip ulit. hehe. but he left na din. i told pau and the back-up guy na sa gate 6 (likod) na lang kami kumuha ng taxi! (haha. may mission walang koche. toinks!) payag naman sila. tapos yung door kasi mejo naka-open. kita yung labas ng csb. may nakita akong another indian guy na mataba. he held a gun at nakatutok baril nya sakin!!!!! may silencer pa nga eh. tapos tumapat ako agad sa semento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly two men were forcing their way in the information chuva. pinipigilan sila ng previous SC. (nandun kasi sila kahapon nakita ko sila sa school. hehe.) they were searching our bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nagising nako. kukuha na ng course cards. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon.. when i think about it, i don't recall where i placed the superweapon. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mom's so sweet. i already got my grades. mga 3.1++ lang average ko. huhu. i told her (sa Y!M lang) that di ako kasali sa dean's list this sem. her reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats okei. lov k p rin namin. &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/hug.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was teary-eyed and all! i almost cried kaya lang i realized i already look stupid. parati na lang akong umiiyak. pero... masarap umiyak =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough na. pagod na ko. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag may errors intindihin nyo na lang. tinatamad akong mag proof read. hehe. ang haba eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111225608022675549?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111225608022675549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111225608022675549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111225608022675549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111225608022675549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-dream-and-shall-we-dance.html' title='--my dream and shall we dance'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111201287245303317</id><published>2005-03-28T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T04:27:52.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--balik sibilisasyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yey! balik na ko sa sibilisasyon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole family went to quezon last week. it's a sad fact that to a lot of people the essence of holy week is already gone. the world's become too busy that all it thinks it needs is rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was the tindera at the store. the videoke machine's malapit lang sa store. yung mga customer gusto malakas! grabe. nakakabingi!! ilang decibels yun.. malapit na sa threshold of pain. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it kept on raining sa quezon. ang lakas and ang lamig pa ng hangin!!! brrr. and ika nga ng south border... there's a rainbow always after rain!! hehe. here's a photo.. reaaaaally nice. 'twas directly above the pool. basta. really nice. ay next time na lang picture, wala yung card reader =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos every night i watched the moon. ang ganda. i really saw it progress from maliit lang until full moon!! and the first night we were there the sky was so clear!! sooooo many stars!! and if you lie down and look up, you'd see the dome. sarap tumingala. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to arlington last night. hehe. pedro really looks like pablo!! mom got confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya paul told me a funny story. he went to mrs. acosta's house to teach the grandkids how to play the piano. then mrs. acosta does phone-brigade-whatever-i-just-called-to-greet-you-a-happy-birthday-and-pray-with-you, and on that day, she called a certain pablo a. cabrera. the phone rang and mrs. acosta looked for a pablo that she wanted to greet. hehe. she didn't know that kuya paul and pablo are one and the same person!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken told me i lost my "tan" na daw. hehe. conyoboy! feeling ko di pa din eh. kasi pag naliligo ako maputi pa din yung upper hita and dun sa may chan ko. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina i went to school and met up with elissa. hay. kapagod mag-plan and maglakad para maghanap ng pwesto!! we were at starbucks. i didn't realize kagad katabi pala namin si barbie and kitchie the whole time. they look so ordinary lang. they sink in sa crowd. and they don't look mayabang and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate at mcdo! yey!! i still love mcdo despite super size me. minsan lang naman eh. kaya pang patayin ng WBCs ang free radicals sa body ko. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to school after mcdo then we saw tantan! then rhonnie and margaux were there too! and then si je naman nakita ko! tapos si ate lia. tapos si ate det and krish!!!! the shed peepz! hehe. saya!! and the reason why i write this way now is je (who points at tantan naman). so maarte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je was wearing her white clogs kanina na ayaw nya patapakan. margaux stepped on it and she wanted to clean it with eskinol!! hahaha. (margaux, i wish..... tangerine. hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dino is so pikon! muntik na kasi sha mahulog sa stairs kanina, nadulas lang na konti pero ang lakas ng tunog! sabi ko.. uy, kawawa naman yung stairs. nagalit! hehe. ang sobrang di nya ma-control temper nya. konting mapansin mo lang sha galit na agad. oh well.. that's him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm drinking green tea ngayon!!! sarap!! and.. i don't know if it's true but it has good health effects daw. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chash, hamishutuuu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made ulit bagong layout. hehe. hmm.. still finalizing. hehe (again). i'm sooo desperate to find something to do!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111201287245303317?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111201287245303317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111201287245303317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111201287245303317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111201287245303317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/balik-sibilisasyon.html' title='--balik sibilisasyon'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111149630082893754</id><published>2005-03-22T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T04:58:20.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--first EB meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i was in school again. so ano ba to? bakashon ba talaga? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our first official meeting (SC executive board), and i'm going to write my first minutes of the meeting. boing boing! i'm excited na! we started planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;pix muna, as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image111copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old skool shades! the one that vito's wearing is actually mine.&lt;br /&gt;we switched lang for the photo. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image76copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image77copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hahaha! ikaw lang nag-sleep gene!!&lt;br /&gt;nicole: ninang, ikaw naman sleep. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image89copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image90copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tsup. tsup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image65copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;manong, manong, pa-picture naman po.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. 1-2-3 *click!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ate det, sumama ka ba?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. putol si ate detdet!! see the orange shirt? =D&lt;br /&gt;joy, ate lia, krish, ate det, rhonnie (fpj look), margaux, kunny, riza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image68copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ang mga mata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image66copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;margaux &amp; i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image100copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image104copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image101copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image91copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kunny, rhonnie &amp;amp; footlong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image14copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa band shed&lt;br /&gt;mines, tantan, kunny, rhonnie and ate detdet&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. wala talaga ko sa sarili kahapon. since midnight na ko nag-post, sobrang advanced na ang date ko. 23 ba naman! hehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111149630082893754?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111149630082893754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111149630082893754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111149630082893754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111149630082893754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-eb-meeting.html' title='--first EB meeting'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111142147070976126</id><published>2005-03-22T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T04:58:41.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--makro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;crap! i'm soooo pagod!! i went to school this morning. tambay for a while sa band shed. and i told tantan baka mag-music na ko after i graduate. hehe. as if i'm sure na! then tantan told everybody else sa shed kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with elissa. and we met up with our thesis advisers! hehe. athena and jovy were there too. boing! it's weird that mr. ayuste told me about two weeks ago that i need at least five recorded consultations to get a passing grade. crap! i only have three. he should've told me like.. at the beginning of the semester. two weeks ago there was no more time for me to go out for more RRL and see him again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti nga ako, kahit three lang, nadagdagan naman RRL ko!! hmf that bioresearch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come lunch, elissa and i went out to eat! yey! hehe. we went to kenny roger's. takaw mode ako.. oops! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was home by 2:30. then i was off to makro! i did not expect to fill four trolleys (dapat ba trollies? whatever. basta the cart!) dang! ambibigat pa naman! puro lata. puro bote! puro case ng soda!! promise, kahit walang pawis dahil sa aircon, major exercise yon!!! i walked about 10 km? OA. at least 5 km. basta.... pagod ako! the hectic thing pa about makro is that bawal magpasok ng bag! so bitbit ko lang wallet and phone and tissue and candy and lip balm ko. and the pen and the list pa! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:00 i started shopping (haha. the term. suits makro? nah.) na. pucha (haha. ngayon lang.) 7:00 na ko natapos! then pila and bayad. forge signature ni mommy sa credit card. uwi. i got home at 8:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dad: how much does one bar of give away soap cost?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;me: i don't remember. wait lang, let me check.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dad: *wearing-that-huwaaaat-face-and-the-salubong-kilay* ano ka ba naman? presho lang ng sabon di mo pa maalala.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;me: eh daddy, ang dami ko kayang pinamili no!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dad: *silent*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;me: five pesos and thirty five centavos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dad: mahal naman!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. yon. it's one of those &lt;i&gt;ano-ba-naman-yan-ang-labo-naman-eh&lt;/i&gt; conversations dad and i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner dad told me to account for all the things i bought! haay. i was telling myself... huhuhu. ano ba! may meeting pa ko bukas!! pagod na ko! gusto ko nang magpahinga!! pero ano ba namang magagawa ko? no choice! mag-feeling accountant na lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i worked on the "accounting" for about two hours. grabe! sakit likod and kamay ko! then i handed the papers to dad. sabi lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;o.. pakita mo to kay mommy. tapos ayusin mo na yang pinamili mo. pagsama-samahin mo na yung mga ititinda, yung supplies and yung sa bahay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay daddy! you're enjoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine! na-test talaga ang strength and endurance ko today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, nicole was recognized as outstanding student this morning! yey!! galing!!! mana kay ninang. hehe. pero pag si daddy, sa kanya mana. si dihia, sa kanya din mana. kahit kanino, sa kanya nagmana si nicole. pero panalo answer ni nicole pag tinanong sha kung kanino sha nagmana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kay gene!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwehehehe. bright kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. then i just realized that my Y!M status have been dinner since 8:00 pm. alas dose na!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111142147070976126?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111142147070976126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111142147070976126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111142147070976126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111142147070976126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/makro.html' title='--makro'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111098351446845293</id><published>2005-03-16T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T07:23:04.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--PAEASY EASY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;WOW! this is actually my first day of the year of not having anything to worry about. feels sooo good! aga ng bakashon ko!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i started writing on my journal again. napabayaan na kasi yun. funny lang how i laugh at myself rin when i read my entries about 3 months back. hehe. minsan ang babaw ko, sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the physics final exam this morning was.. uh.. no comment. but ms. ferrer's so sweet! she wrote us a note at the end of the questionnaire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear bs bio 3,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the belief that motion is relative, then i tell you that "there is no such thing as rest". this is not just a physics principle -- it is the motto that i live by that i want to share with you. in other words, seize the day -- each moment in your life matters. let us live our life to the fullest so that there is no room for what if's and regrets. there is inside of you a wellspring of potential waiting to be harnessed. unleash it and make a difference so that this world will be a lite more like heaven on earth. no goodbyes, just good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs. doris ferrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiiyak ako kanina nung nabasa ko. hehe. but... pigil-pigil!! baka mabura yung mga ni-review. hehe. i'll miss my physics class -- the field trip, the vocab, the "good morning physics teachers!", everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;histo exam.. i think i did pretty well. sakto lang. mejo umiral na naman alzheimer's ko eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elissa and i had lunch at i love sushi. we were supposed to be at beam's dorm kasi pinipinturahan, walang espasho. patawa pa nga eh kasi compound yung dorm nya. e pagdating namin, nakikita ko palang yung gate sabi ko na kay elissa tawagan na nya si beam (sun =D) para open ang gate. tapos nung nadun na kami sa tapat ng gate, sumigaw si elissa!!! napasigaw din ako. hahaha. nandun si beam parang inaabangan kami!!!! weee. hehe. yung pala pinsan nya hinihintay nya. toinks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asar sa i love sushi ang bagal! mejo mainit din. we waited at least 45 mins just for the food to be served. before that about 15 minutes before we got to order. ang bagal. but the cali maki's good. and the iced tea.. there's a hint of calamansi and it's not too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went with mom to choir practice at union church kanina. toinks! i'm alto-soprano 2. hehe. i want to play the piano lang but mom insisted i sing first. haaay. everyone's so conyo there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww.. i miss emc :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching last comic standing kanina. na-eliminate si rob. cute pa naman nya. ayoko si ralphie he's got negative attitude at ang bitter ng dating nya sakin. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;american idol naman!! crush ko si mario vasquez!! and constantine! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111098351446845293?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111098351446845293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111098351446845293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111098351446845293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111098351446845293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/paeasy-easy.html' title='--PAEASY EASY'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111088615458397820</id><published>2005-03-15T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T03:30:22.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>J-O-Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ano ba?!!!! na-highblood ako sa video ni michael v!!! yung J-O-Y!!!! grabe naasar ako ah! affected.. pero nakaka-asar talaga na nakakapikon na ewan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasi naman, di ko alam kung dapat bang maging compliment yun para sa rockers, pero ako... na-insulto!!! nakaka-asar talaga!!!! grrr. tapos binaboy pa yung sunday school song!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta di ako natutuwa sa kanya at sa pag-impersonate nya sa rockstars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111088615458397820?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111088615458397820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111088615458397820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111088615458397820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111088615458397820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/j-o-y.html' title='J-O-Y'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111085013507963226</id><published>2005-03-15T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T17:28:55.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haay. ayan. blog na. the other night i did not sleep (again). procrastination is best? haha. ewan. but for me, better output when i'm working under pressure. i wrote two papers the other night. yung isa, term paper for worldlit. *clapclapclap* 100% *clapclapclap* hehe. shock ako! di ko kasi nabasa yung joy luck club tapos di ko natapos yung film version. hanap lang akong "detailed summary". hehe. ethics yung isa. wala lang. di pa nachcheck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday, i turned my ethics paper in. it's a take home final exam. hehe. wala na kaming ginagawa!!! nagdadaldalan lang. fac. beley told me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why do you sit that way?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh kasi yung upo ko.. scholastican upo. yung nasa gitna yung skirt. basta di ko ma-explain. eh i'm sanay eh! sabi ba naman sakin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're not a girl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaah!!! how dare you fac. beley!! hehe. girl ako!! *dilat mata* he analyzed my penmanship. kala ko sabihin na naman nya tombot ako. he asked me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pag galit ka, what do you do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sinasabi ko.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sinasabi mo kagad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no. i screen it first. hehe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it shows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sa sulat mo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o? masama ba yon?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hinde. it only shows...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;na?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;na ganun yung character mo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ah.. kala ko na tomboy na naman ako.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaah! weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. after ethics i went to beam's dorm. had lunch (tattles delivery!) toinks. i slept while they tried to call everybody just to ask if they wanted to take the physics exam yesterday na. good thing din pumayag si ms. ferrerisimo na wednesday na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba? wala na! kasi boring yesterday. 5 pm tulog na ko. kakagising ko lang ngayon. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survey naman! nainggit ako kay chasha eh. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(hango kay chasha na hinango kay jojie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three names you go by: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunny&lt;br /&gt;KunnyDans (without the break. bitin daw kasi pangalan ko. eh duh! one syllable lang naman nadagdag. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;Kun/Achie (sa bahay lang.)&lt;br /&gt;ay.. three lang? one pa. =D&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Dans hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three screen names you have had:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not uso sakin. hehe. yuck ang arte ko na naman! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but dihia gave me one screen name.. sugarboggle. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three things you like about yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm always happy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm honest.&lt;br /&gt;i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three things you don't like about yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i easily get annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy.. yeah, that manana habit. toinks! pano &lt;em&gt;enye&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;my extra big butt!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three parts of your heritage: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big butt and big thighs.&lt;br /&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three things that scare you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ghosts&lt;br /&gt;nakakamatay na bacteria&lt;br /&gt;paranoia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three of your everyday essentials: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cellphone/money&lt;br /&gt;pen&lt;br /&gt;lip balm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three things you are wearing right now: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school uniform&lt;br /&gt;underwear&lt;br /&gt;pearl earrings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three of your favorite bands (or artists) at the moment: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sugarfree&lt;br /&gt;jars of clay&lt;br /&gt;imago/cambio (torn eh. can't decide. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three of your favorite songs at present: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prom by sugarfree&lt;br /&gt;if i stand by jars of clay&lt;br /&gt;akap by imago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three new things you want to try in the next 12 months: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go scuba diving! sana payagan na ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;the southbeach diet! hehe and cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;worry-free ukay-ukay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three things you want in a relationship (love is a given): &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to answer pa. tamad? don't know. hehe. TRUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two truths and a lie (guess which one's the lie):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crush ko si fac. beley.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like avril lavigne.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care what other people say about me.&lt;br /&gt;(ang obvious ba? hehe. di ako makapag-isip.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three physical things about the opposite sex (or same) that appeal to you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoulders&lt;br /&gt;eyes&lt;br /&gt;hair-do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three things you just can't do:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to more gigs!!! ayaw ako payagan ni daddy.&lt;br /&gt;eat less. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;focus when reviewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three of your favorite hobbies: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading&lt;br /&gt;playing the p-i-a-n-o&lt;br /&gt;eat. sleep. laugh. eat. sleep. laugh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three things you want to do badly right now: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get more sleep!&lt;br /&gt;go to rockista @ marikina riverbanks!!&lt;br /&gt;swim/shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three careers you're considering: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music. rockstar is best!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;medicine&lt;br /&gt;law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three places you want to go on vacation: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhere na pwede magscuba diving&lt;br /&gt;aman pulo&lt;br /&gt;basta may beach!!!&lt;br /&gt;but if you ask me which place i want to tour...&lt;br /&gt;europe!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three kid's names: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diego. +D&lt;br /&gt;alex&lt;br /&gt;dexter&lt;br /&gt;four na lang. felicity =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three things you want to do before you die: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try an extreme sport&lt;br /&gt;shop till i drop.. literally! hehe&lt;br /&gt;marry and have kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i have new na old shades =D the rockstar shades!!!!! hehe. hiningi ko kay daddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i have new pix din kaya lang next time na kasi nagiging photo album na tong blog ko, and wala yung card reader =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tpos mag-aaral naman ako kasi di pa nauubos exams ko. tata!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111085013507963226?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111085013507963226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111085013507963226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111085013507963226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111085013507963226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/haay.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111045921619444460</id><published>2005-03-10T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T04:58:39.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;peechur peechur!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image03copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image57copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image55copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image43copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image38copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image58copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image59copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image30copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ugh! what's wrong with me? my head? and my eyes? sakit!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111045921619444460?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111045921619444460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111045921619444460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111045921619444460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111045921619444460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/pix.html' title='--pix'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111020890319941118</id><published>2005-03-07T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T08:35:42.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--toinks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image52copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photo was taken during the field trip to the power plants. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i sooooo love ethics!! kanina.. fac. beley told us that the moral standard between man and fellow man is LOVE. the story was about Mother Teresa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a man who was soo poor. one day, he set out to dig a hole for himself in the earth. he had no place to stay in. after getting it done, he went down and sat. the people who passed by threw food into the hole so that the man can feed himself. he just stayed there. wee-wee. poo-poo. everything there, so you could just imagine the odor. on another day, mother teresa went to see the man. imagine the old lady.. so small. she went down the hole, came close to the man and carried him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she brought the man to the place where she lived. and while walking, she discovered that the man's leg was being eaten by maggots. &lt;i&gt;yung.. buhay ka pa pero inu-uod ka na."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother teresa did not talk to the man for months, even after he was already clean. when the time came that the man was finally healed, she told him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do you want to know Christ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the man answered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if Christ is like you, then i want to meet Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a really awwww story. fac. beley told us this story to tell us that love is not romance or admiration or an act of possession or even sex! love is doing good and getting it done. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;toinks histology!! good night 8) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111020890319941118?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111020890319941118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111020890319941118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111020890319941118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111020890319941118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/toinks_07.html' title='--toinks!!'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-111010720553503994</id><published>2005-03-06T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T03:07:45.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IMBECILESQUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning, baby&lt;br /&gt;are you still mad at me?&lt;br /&gt;i guess i couldn't blame you&lt;br /&gt;i instigated this big mess&lt;br /&gt;i acted imbecilesque&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know&lt;br /&gt;that i could've heard you&lt;br /&gt;had i been listening but&lt;br /&gt;instead my arrogance&lt;br /&gt;divided us and now i'm&lt;br /&gt;messed up big time&lt;br /&gt;like my guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos i love you but i hurt you&lt;br /&gt;and though i wish that i could&lt;br /&gt;make you smile&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing that i can do&lt;br /&gt;except send a little song&lt;br /&gt;across the miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm terribly sorry&lt;br /&gt;and i hope&lt;br /&gt;you forgive me&lt;br /&gt;i am terribly sorry&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i acted totally inept&lt;br /&gt;self-centered&lt;br /&gt;imbecilesque&lt;br /&gt;'cos i love you but i hurt you&lt;br /&gt;and though i wish that i could&lt;br /&gt;make you smile&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing that i can do&lt;br /&gt;except send a little song&lt;br /&gt;across the miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm terribly sorry&lt;br /&gt;and i hope&lt;br /&gt;you forgive me&lt;br /&gt;i'm terribly sorry&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--RIVERMAYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;march 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe! wala kaming pinasukan ni elissa na class. haha. two subjects na nga lang eh. tsk tsk. deh. we were supposed to be back before 4:30 kaso naghanap pa ko ng watch and nalate na kami. hehe. eh... nakakatamad din pumasok dun walang natututunan. toinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toinks again! late ako nagising. 5 minutes before my first class. pero abot pa din. di pa absent. hehe. nagquiz sa worldlit nung hapon. basta less than three hours lang ako sa school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon!!!! galing ako emc!!! weee!!!! peechur peechur! pero next time na, wala yung card reader eh =D afterwards i went to manila sanitarium to see pau! may booth sha sa fair dun. bumili kong paninda nya. hehe. and 2 hammocks for quezon!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;kanina wala lang. went to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should not wait for tomorrow to show that you care, even if it means that you have to violate laws (Sabbath).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue to seek enlightenment from God and always come empty before Him. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay gusto ko pumunta sa marikina sa march 19!!!! yung 35 bands chuva concert!!!!!!!! kaya lang mukang malabong payagan. 1 pm until 5 am kasi. toinks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-111010720553503994?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111010720553503994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=111010720553503994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111010720553503994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/111010720553503994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/update.html' title='--update'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110971427263907149</id><published>2005-03-02T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T14:06:05.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--tulog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;agh! bakit di na ko tinatablan ng antok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the other night i slept at 4, woke up at 7:30. ngayon i did not sleep. about 9 pm last night i started to review for my histo quiz later, and for my embryology exam this afternoon. at the back of my mind i did want to sleep. pero di ako inantok. dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while trying to consume time. hehe. i edited my profile!!! it's long now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday. niloko na naman ako ni fac. beley. hmm.. i don't know what's with me but i always get picked to talk to him or to report. always. consistent. every meeting ako representative ng group ko. i told him.. "sir, di kaya yung picture ko mashadong malaki kaya yun yung nasasalat kaya ako lagi natatawag?" hehe. no eh. ako talaga. yung index card ko kasi sa kanya, 2 x 2 yung size ng picture, pero 3 x 5 lang yung card. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked about collectivism. maayos naman eh. may kulang daw. nung sha na nagsalita.. toinks! ganun din sinabi. hehe. sinulat-sulatan lang yung sulat ko sa board (white board na maitim kasi di na mabura yung sulat. hehe.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;histolab.. achievement! 20+ yung score ko sa test. hehe. out of 30. dati kasi 18 na highest ko. haha. pero walang bagsak. di lang talaga abot sa 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my nails done last monday din!! weeee!!!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night may nagtext sakin. weird. di nya ko kilala. inimbento lang number ko. desperate. longing for a textmate sha. eek. hehe. toinks! busy ako, di ko pinansin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may problema ko. di ko alam kung pano aayusin. pero parang ako lang namomroblema dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay. i hate it when people are apathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay omg!!! the other night. gaaad!!! kaya nga pala ko di nakatulog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read my book till 2 am (yeah, i'm feeling masipag. hehe.) and started surfing about 2:30 na. i swear. if only my pamilya was not sleeping that time i could've freaked out!! eto kwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in front of the computer. that was 2:30 am. i was trying to ignore my fear. i was frightened. it's dark behind me noh! i looked behind to convince myself that there's nobody there. wala naman eh. a few more minutes something happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may humihip sa tenga ko. malakas. and i know it did not come from the air-con or from the fan kasi pa-inside yung direction ng hangin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut down.&lt;br /&gt;off yung sound blaster.&lt;br /&gt;kuha cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;takbo.&lt;br /&gt;tabi kay vito.&lt;br /&gt;higa.&lt;br /&gt;snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did snake until 4 am. yeah. kasi i did not want to sleep. i was really, really, really frightened. wala naman multo dito sa bahay eh. but that was a weird and creepy experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my second time, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one sa school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatlo na lang kami sa buong 4th floor. nangheram akong mug kasi FK yung water sa fountain. tapos sabi sakin balik ko na lang daw sa stock room yung mug after ko gamitin. so we were chatting. pag saturday kasi that semester yung prof namin kinekwento samin na may nakikita shang pagala-galang multo sa corridor. binukas na namin yung door ng stock room. sabi sakin ni beam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kunny, bilisan mo na. alam mo bang tayong 3 lang nandito? diba sabi ni sir cordon may multo dito pag saturday?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kunny: saturday ba ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;beam: kunny, tingnan mo, bukas yung fan sa stock room.&lt;br /&gt;kunny: ows? (bukas nga. syet!)&lt;br /&gt;beam: oo nga! *pinatay yung fan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daldalan pa muna kaming 3. until....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swooooosh!!!! bumukas mag-isa yung fountain. diba meron yung kuhaan ng water para sa container? yun yung bumukas. tapos yung flow ng water soooobrang lakas. eh 4th floor yun diba di ganun kalakas yung tubig dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tumakbo na ko pababa!! hehe. si beam naiwan sa taas kasi kami ni elissa nasa 2nd floor na. hehe. pero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peste!! naiwan gamit ko!!!!!! nasa tabi ng fountain!!!! yon. no choice. balik din sa taas. hehe. pero pag dating namin sa baba nanginginig mga tuhod namin. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aral na ulit. toinks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110971427263907149?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110971427263907149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110971427263907149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110971427263907149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110971427263907149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/tulog.html' title='--tulog'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110948397273831014</id><published>2005-02-27T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T21:59:32.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--new layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yey!!! ganyan muna tinatamad na ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110948397273831014?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110948397273831014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110948397273831014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110948397273831014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110948397273831014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-layout.html' title='--new layout'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110921239854409358</id><published>2005-02-24T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T18:47:48.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--field trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hmm.. i enjoyed the trip. Ü 'twas fun. &lt;i&gt;sakit lang katawan ko.&lt;/i&gt; hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 6 am i was still home. kc called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"papunta na. Ü"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to school about 6:15. i thought they were all waiting for me. &lt;i&gt;atat lang pala umalis.&lt;/i&gt; two more people and we're off. so yung pinakalate, yung mga pinakamalapit. si beam last dumating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms. ferrer: at di pa bilisan ang lakad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. sinundo ko si beam kasi ang bagal maglakad. (feeling ang aga e ilang minutes lang lamang ko sa kanya. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we left st. scho at 6:30. breifing... we met our team lead.. roger!! and our faci.. william!! two golden rules daw...&lt;br /&gt;1. always smile.&lt;br /&gt;2. walang magrereklamo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop was petron. we had breakfast at mcdonalds. yum! sarap ng omelette!!! and twister fries!!! Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we left. we were given only 15 minutes to eat, pee, and buy from treats. travel travel. then by 9 o'clock, we reached our first destination. sakto! we arrived on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CBK hydroelectric something power plant. pump storage yata. so we went inside the plant. if you've gone to caliraya, you would notice a big, big green tube. sa kanila yun. we were briefed (again) inside their canteen/briefing room (hehe) by andy. we were with another group. AMA engineering studes. we were told to wear hard hats!! and.. they gave us earplugs!! AMA went ahead of us. we were served mami. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms. ferrer: o! kala ko mami lang papakain satin. bakit may marshmallow pa?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. muka kasing marshmallow yung earplugs. mwehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after AMA have gone and returned (hehe).. kami naman!!! with our hard hats on, we walked towards one of the stations. basta. the structure we saw was only the roof. the building is five stories below sea level. astig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mechanism of the plant is this... it gets water from laguna de bay in the morning when demand for electricity is high. then the water gets to the turbine and energy is "extracted". the water is discharged to the man-made caliraya lake. at night, when demand for electricity is low, they do not generate electricity anymore. but operation does not stop. they use up the electricity. water is pumped from caliraya lake then into laguna de bay. the plant's unique feature is its ability to store energy. kasi diba pag na-produce na yung electricity, you have to use up everything or else it would be wasted. sila, kayang mag-store ng energy. then pag nagbrown out sa luzon grid, the machine that stored the energy gets activated in 5 minutes (bilis!) then electricity will be available in fifteen minutes. galing!! wala lang naaliw ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before 12 we left kalayaan power plant. headed to jollibee (toinks!!) and had lunch. here's the catch. the people eating there thought we were artistas!! hehe. they asked roger and william..&lt;i&gt;"may shooting ba dito?"&lt;/i&gt; hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lakbay kalikasan's promoting the zero-waste program. so.. hindi ako nagstraw!!! kasi. when you see the straw it looks like negligible waste lang diba. but when they were cleaning up pasig river, 11% of the garbage was straw. 60 tons of straw. ang dami nun! and it's not reusable diba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. i'll start to do away with things na pwede namang di gamitin, to save the environment. tulad nyang straw. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos natulog na ko. hehe. by 2 we reached MakBan geothermal power plant. kadiri ang baho! the first speaker there was funny. hehe. basta yung kettle.. "kitel". yung pentane.. "pintin". yung biggest.. "biggist". mga ganun. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko mashadong naintindihan yung operation ng geothermal power plant. malabo. basta nagddrill sila (3 million dollars per drilling) hanggang sa magma tapos dun yata nila ineextract yung energy. tapos may brine and gas yata na nakamix then kailangan maseparate yung steam sa water. di ko maintindihan. basta nung pumasok kami sa planta, kadiri ang baho sobra tapos may mist!!! yung steam daw yun. tapos meron silang generator. siguro as big as four e-150s. two per row, two per column. pero yung height mas mataas. ang laki super tapos ang ingay-ingay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakatakot yung engineer dun sa control room. eh diba kasama namin si ms. ferrer. she didn't look like a prof kasi. parang may pagnanasa sa kanya yung engineer!! kadiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta umalis na kami agad. hehe. may isang checkpoint kaming nadaanan. haha. sumilip yung mama, may nagsabi kasi samin na... &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;mga terorista po kami!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; naniwala yata. hehe. mejo natagalan kami dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as planned we went to rose and grace. yung restaurant na nagsserve ng sooooobrang sarap na bulalo!!! nag-treat ako. hehe. "victory party" kuno. just to thank my classmates for supporting me. sarap ng yellow marrow promise!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos napasobra yata kain ko ng cholesterol, nahilo na ko pauwi. hehe. on our way home william was telling ghost stories.. na bitin sa dulo. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally mas gusto ko yung hydroelectric plant kesa sa geothermal. less hazardous kasi sa environment. yung geothermal kasi, two of the byproducts are carbon dioxide and sulfur something. the presence of carbon dioxide in the atmosphere contributes to global warming. thermal pollution yun. the sulfur-sulfur naman, pag nasa atmosphere, yung rain nagiging acidic. yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed. kahit ganun yung mga pinuntahan namin at nakakadiri na kami pag labas ng planta. tawa lang pag pasok ng coaster!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110921239854409358?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110921239854409358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110921239854409358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110921239854409358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110921239854409358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/field-trip.html' title='--field trip'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110924581787567788</id><published>2005-02-24T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T03:50:17.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha. naweirdohan ako sa sarili ko kanina. i bought a slice of pizza and a glass of pepsi. i ate the pizza on my way home and consumed the pepsi before i reached home. so nakalagay na yung baso (with the ice) sa sahig ng koche. pagdating sa bahay, pinulot ko yung baso. then i forgot to put my perfume inside my bag so i had to pick it up. eh na-tilt yung glass. natapunan ako!!!! sabi ko.. bat ganon? eh na-ubos ko na sha. shempre diba may yelo. pero di lang yun ang naisip ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung ice kasi, solid state pa sha ng water. eh sobra na yung temperature para i-sustain yung solid state nya, so nagmemelt na sha, natural. eto sabi ko sa sarili ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oo nga naman. may change of state na nangyari sa ice. Q=mlv. so malamang may liquid na talaga dun."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ba yang physics na yan? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may nakalimutan akong ikwento kanina... yesterday, the first shot sa trip was inside the coaster. nagpapicture kami kay roger. so... sabi nya.. ready.. 1.. *click!* pero di yun yug kwento. after ng flash, sabi ni elissa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ay!!! nakapikit ako!!! ulit!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. eto hirit ni roger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;eh nakahades ka naman eh!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. yun lang. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110924581787567788?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110924581787567788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110924581787567788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110924581787567788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110924581787567788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/weird.html' title='--weird'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110899954675599986</id><published>2005-02-21T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T09:12:13.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha. mom's so funny. (or am i? =D) well, my voice is coarse because of cough. and i was singing (with my headphones on). i think it was rivermaya, and the range was wide. so i was singing my heart out. parang dance like nobody's watching, but i was singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.... it's just mom!!! paki ko! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she looked at me. and i looked at her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: &lt;i&gt;nakaka-iyak ka naman.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kunny: ha? (o diba? magalang. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;mom: &lt;i&gt;nakaka-iyak ka naman.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kunny: baket?&lt;br /&gt;mom: *tawa!!!*&lt;br /&gt;kunny: baket?&lt;br /&gt;mom: *strange look*&lt;br /&gt;kunny: eh gusto kong kumanta eh!&lt;br /&gt;mom: *what-are-you-doing-look*&lt;br /&gt;kunny: baket? gusto ko kumanta eh!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;mom: &lt;i&gt;nakaka-iyak ka.&lt;/i&gt; *nakatitig padin*&lt;br /&gt;kunny: *sing lang ng sing!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. weird namin. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm.. at 4:30 this afternoon we were oriented for the physics trip on wednesday. dang! sabi ba naman iba na tawag sa field trip!!! outbound education. hayup!!! lalabas na nga lang mag-aaral pa din!! pahinga kailangan ko eh!!! di sakit ng ulo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the guy's from lakbay kalikasan (i think). he's OCA!! di ko maintindihan kung he or she eh. pero mukang hati. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to promote the environment chuva.. we're supposed to put our baon in re-useable boxes. a.k.a. tupperware daw. hehe. mukang ewan!! may baon na tupperware para sa SITSIRYA. hehe. tapos if we would want to bring food from fastfoods, we have to bring extra tupperware. hehe. weirdo lang. pero masayang trip. sakto lang din. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ethics... ang bait ni fac. beley!! he campaigned for me pala. kahit na bawal sa faculty. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;histology... agh!!! gusto ko na sha matapos!!! kasi pag natapos sha, wala na ding exams!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayon. may kwento pa. elissa, this is for you. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa orientation... may sinabi si oca. something about our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh ang hirit ni elissa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kami, we have histology for lunch.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. and histology for breakfast also!!! MWF. physics for lunch. WF. embryology for dinner. TTh. hehe. kadiri kasi aral na lang ng aral. feel na feel ng professors magpa-exam. nakakagigil!!!!! tungarks pa naman akong magmemorize. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagkita kami ni pox!! haha. nakak-energize shang kasama. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called pox when i saw him. he was eating a taco, and he greeted me with a big, big smile!! with all the tinga. hehe. walang pakialam eh! hehe. binangga ko sha. saja. parang slamman sa concert. pero ginantihan ako!!! and... tumilapon lang naman ako samay poste. hehe. pero sinalo nya naman ako. parang na-shock sha na malakas yung pag bunggo nya sakin. hehe. sha nga eh naglalakad papuntang free zone tapos may tinitingnan sa may canteen. eh tungarks! nabunggo sa poste. hehe. tapos sinamahan nya kami ni elissa hanggang conference room. kasama pa si oca. hehe. sweet. tapos umalis na sha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan lang. ayoko na. tagalog na eh. hehe. arte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110899954675599986?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110899954675599986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110899954675599986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110899954675599986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110899954675599986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110889290673927458</id><published>2005-02-20T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T01:49:23.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--pikon!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;grrr!!! pikon ako sayo!!! ang sungit-sungit mo!!! bala ka sa buhay mo!!! sobrang manhid ka!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay. asar lang. but that's not you. it's toot! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, LSS.. wafu ng speaker!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i want to eat adobong kangkong!!! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110889290673927458?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110889290673927458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110889290673927458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110889290673927458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110889290673927458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/pikon.html' title='--pikon!!'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110882929842822599</id><published>2005-02-20T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T08:09:28.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--election</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i won!!!! =D didn't see pa the official count, pero official announcement, panalo ko!! yey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who prayed for my victory! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sad for the party. di kasi lahat nakapasok. worse... the two highest positions yung natalo. :( i don't want to expound on that. for public viewing itong blog na ito. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pau and i talked tonight. mga three hours on the phone. hehe. i missed those days. those silly days. hehe. uh... masaya lang kasi madami akong nasabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i attended life in the spirit seminar (LSS) this morning (ay.. till afternoon yun). kaka-touch. crush ko pa speakers!! hehe. and the thing that struck me most (and stuck in my mind) is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the person you take for granted is the person who loves you most.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there were many instances during the talks na tinamaan ako sa examples na binigay nila. may disclaimer, of course! hehe. pero parang buhay ko yun eh! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited na ko for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to see tita beth. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read chasha's blog entry the.. i don't know when eh, but it's the one about porn star to model. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me kasi (yuck bakit ganyan?!) dream ko na ngayon maging.... jaran!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROCKSTAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious. this is not like chasha's autistic mode. hehe. sobrang totoo yan. i mentioned something about this like two posts back. pero ngayon i feel like i'm really serious about this. i'm so into music now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! i went to the spa for my hands and my feet!!! hehe. wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep na. byeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ba?!!! bitin yung music. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110882929842822599?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110882929842822599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110882929842822599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110882929842822599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110882929842822599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/election.html' title='--election'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110873709650131639</id><published>2005-02-18T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T06:31:36.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--leading!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wheew! preliminary election results were released this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God.. leading ako. hehe. lakas ko kay Lord!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my day was good. no malungkot moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay meron pala, but it wasn't enough to ruin the entire day. dang! i hate my asthma!! this morning, when i woke up i can't breathe!! &lt;i&gt;as in kahit anong pag-inhale ko kulang padin yung hangin!!&lt;/i&gt; i missed hitology, first period only. i went to school at 9 am. then waited till 10:30 for physics. okaaay. di sumipot si ms. ferrer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asar. nagpa-solve pa problem set, di namin maintindihan kung pano i-solve!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, lunch was good so when i got back to school i was all smiles again!! wee =D elissa went home with me to eat... jaran!!! shabu-shabu!! &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sarap!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics lab.. toinks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by 3 we were done with the "experiment". &lt;i&gt;di ko talaga matawag na experiment yung sa physics. wala lang. proven na kasi inuulit na lang namin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then beam, elissa and i went to rob. suwail akong anak. haha. dad told me to stop going to malls (for the moment lang), but!! i really wanted to go. i bought a jacket!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had snacks at cabalen - eat all you can. and.. eeeck!! my last bowl of sopas, i found a .... jaran!!!! baby caterpillar!!! eeeeeck!!! well spell gross ... C-A-B-A-L-E-N. kaka-asar talaga. treat ko pa naman kela beam and elissa yun. haha. so we had a protein-rich merienda. and it was for free!! haha. next time nga maghahanap ako ulit ng caterpillar. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked around. then had to go back to school for the play (LEAN). gaaad! walang taxi!! so... lakad lakad... taft... JEEPNEY!!! hehe. byahe byahe... la salle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;bumaba ako sa jeepney...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yon! naisingit din!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we rushed to school because we were late. but! di pa nagsstart. washroom. ganda ng washroom sa st. cecille's. wala lang. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(blog ba to?! for chasha's sake, i'll continue. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start na. musical pala sha!!! boring. well... i'm the kind of person who appreciates much anything about music, but this one's an exception. walang balance eh. not to mention out of key ang singers. haha. laitera. but i liked the story. 'twas about the student activist leandro alejandro. need i say more? haha. tinatamad lang ako ikwento kasi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beam, elissa and i went out to eat!! hehe. i didn't see the entire story, but it's sad sa end kasi lean died. awww. one year old pa lang ako nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we went out, somebody called my name. unusual... it's a man's voice!! aahhh!! si JL.. and my other grade school classmate.. i forgot his name, but his face really looked familiar. i went back. stared at his face. stared for another few seconds. thought about his name. stared some more. thought about his name again. dang! i can't remember!! so i just blurted out a stupid statement....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ang laki mo na!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. eh kasi naman dati ang liit nya lang eh. hehe. then we talked for a little while. &lt;i&gt;labo nung usap eh.&lt;/i&gt; promise! &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;super labo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to see pox so after starbucks, i went back in (sa play). wala sha eh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan lang. but i'm happy because of the many, many, many laugh trips this day!! it never ended. laughter never ceased. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hinihika na naman ako. agh. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110873709650131639?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110873709650131639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110873709650131639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110873709650131639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110873709650131639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/leading.html' title='--leading!!!'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110847212648060928</id><published>2005-02-15T20:50:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T08:18:35.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;happy, happy birthday, kuya maki!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to do (for tomorrow. haha.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. histology lab report&lt;br /&gt;2. specimen drawings (agh!)&lt;br /&gt;3. miting de avance speech&lt;br /&gt;4. more campaign stix&lt;br /&gt;5. embryology homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's 8:30. when do i plan to start? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received a weird text message last night. uh. don't know how to react. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir kenneth, thanks =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i want to stop studying and just put up kunny's band. hehe. i don't know if i'm ever gonna be serious about this, but for each time i attend a concert or a gig, i see myself on stage din. hehe. i love music. yeah, i want to be a doctor. but this time i believe the urge to turn to music has gotten stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;gusto ko talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh bakit hinde?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a doctor. hehe. it's not so plain. think again. i had many people expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;eh ako naman to eh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents are expecting. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;hiya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; perfect word to describe how i feel, even if they're open to "changes". hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i didn't want to feel depressed about last night this morning so i smiled a lot. =D but when we had dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to open a conversation with dad about butch dans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;trying to be good to me, o.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i finished my food and went to my room. i didn't want to cry. so i did not. but i was hurt. dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! at women's studies we "explored" the condom. hehe. &lt;i&gt;kadiri. ang lagkit ng lubricant.&lt;/i&gt; hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed the room-to-room campaign this morning. they were attentive whenever my turn to speak came. hehe. &lt;i&gt;gusto yata nila yung st. scho sms hotline project ko.&lt;/i&gt; hehe. &lt;i&gt;pero ayoko talaga matalo sa kalaban ko. ayus lang sakin matalo, pero mahirap tanggapin kung sha makakatalo sakin. haha. kasi naffeel ko na mas kaya ko yung trabaho kesa sa kanya.&lt;/i&gt; from experience alone i can tell. hehe. not boastful. just honest. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to work on.... my list. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110847212648060928?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110847212648060928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110847212648060928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110847212648060928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110847212648060928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/busy_110847212648060928.html' title='--busy'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110839336275821273</id><published>2005-02-14T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T07:02:42.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--bomb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i was at glorietta a while ago.. yeah, when the bomb in the bus beneath the ayala mrt station exploded. i was trying to look for nice, flat maryjanes. &lt;i&gt;wala!&lt;/i&gt; suddenly i saw people rushing out the store. like.. what's up? i watched. then i asked.&lt;i&gt; "may sumabog daw sa may dun,"&lt;/i&gt; (pointing towards the other end).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. &lt;i&gt;kinakabahan na ko&lt;/i&gt;. that moment i felt a sudden rush in my heartbeat. i didn't know what to do. i promise. &lt;i&gt;lalabas na ba ko? susunod ba ko sa kanila? dito lang ba ko? uwi na ba ko?&lt;/i&gt; so i decided to go out. then i went down the escalator. tried to start a conversation with a rushing couple. then inhaled smoke. gaaad! what's happening?! is this place exploding anytime?! then i thought of calling mom and dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;no! they'd be angry.&lt;/i&gt; so i called victor to tell him to hurry up. i know he heard the tremor in my voice because he got to me in no time. to hell with traffic jams! i want to be home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dihia calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"alam mo bang may sumabog jan? nasan ka na?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patay! &lt;i&gt;ang bilis naman ng balita! &lt;/i&gt;i hoped for a delay. a short one.. just enough time to get myself in the car and let mom and dad know i'm "safe". well, i guess it's not my lucky day... some more minutes later, the network was already busy. i had to try about five times to get my call connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun line was ringing. it's mom! she gave me instructions. avoid traffic, kunny. pass this way. btw, thanks, mom!! great job navigating me out. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got home.. safe and sound. they were waiting for me outside. i saw impatient faces. i saw worried faces. i saw an angry face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a kiss for mom and dad, i thought, would be enough to make them smile and say, "i'm glad you're safe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kain na. ikaw na lang di kumakain. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. then i tried to make dad smile. he just won't! and he told me we'd talk later. but we didn't. he's near me now, and he's proud to tell mom&lt; "&lt;i&gt;di ako magagalit.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. i went in and had dinner. i asked yaya es about dad's reaction. chone butting in...&lt;i&gt; "grounded ka daw."&lt;/i&gt; then yaya es said.. &lt;i&gt;"tama na daw yang independent-independent..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was almost hysterical! &lt;i&gt;bakit?! &lt;/i&gt;i mean, i did not wish for the explosion to happen. i never did, i promise! and this is what i get?! what was my mistake?... again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so they treated me coldly. like they don't really care. greatest pretenders of all! no choice, mom and dad. i had to buy my campaign stix!! oh, yeah.. you don't care. &lt;i&gt;ano ba?! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dad won't help me do my speech for the miting de avance. dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't understand them. &lt;i&gt;ang labo-labo-labo-labo-labo-labo-labo-labo-labo-labo- nila. &lt;/i&gt;i know they care. they just don't feel like showing it anymore because i'm growing older and i'm "asking for space". i never said that, they only assumed. come on!! it's about time they gave me a little independence! i can't stay home forever!! i can't come home early all the time!! i can't get enough sleep even if i wanted to!! they enslave me, i feel that. not literally, but i am a captive to dependence. i don't want that because i know there'll come a time when i'd have to live without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from that explosion, which i did not even cause, they made me feel so bad. worse than missing the flight for boracay. worse than having no electricity at night. worse than being rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was too happy this morning about my photo with diego. did i smile too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they did not even ask me if i'm okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110839336275821273?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110839336275821273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110839336275821273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110839336275821273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110839336275821273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/bomb.html' title='--bomb'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110830377799088204</id><published>2005-02-13T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T06:19:08.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ang saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya-saya kagabi!!!!!!! di ko nga lang napanood set ng bamboo. toinks!! busy magbantay backstage eh. hehe. anyway.. i got photos. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/diego.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with diego mapa of cambio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with yael yuzon of sponge cola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wala pa yung iba eh. hehe. meron with bamboo and ira!! and with raimund marasigan(cambio), mitch and jal of sugarfree. meron na din akong take 2 ng imago!!! weeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had so much fun last night!! and i promise major harutan with pox, margx, wella and kat during sugarfree's set!! slamming!!! hehe. kuya maki, mikas and eric were there too!! &lt;i&gt;ang init sa pwesto nila!!&lt;/i&gt; hmm.. i had my cd flaps signed! hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photo with diego was taken after he signed my cambio flap. &lt;i&gt;ang kulit nya. hehe.&lt;/i&gt; the first take, he was seated. then he said.. "patingin." then i handed him my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diego: ay. pangit.&lt;br /&gt;kunny: isa pa? =D&lt;br /&gt;diego: sige. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then diego stood up. okay. 1, 2, 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diego: patingin... yan. =D&lt;br /&gt;kunny: thank you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung smiles totoong nangyari. hehe. i'll never forget that moment. when cambio was up for their set, i went down. i watched. opkors!!! galeng ng DV. the best!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sinong marunong pumunta&lt;br /&gt;pwede ba kong sumama sa divisoria&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay. tired. pero ayus lang!! basta masaya =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110830377799088204?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110830377799088204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110830377799088204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110830377799088204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110830377799088204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/concert.html' title='--concert'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110816344769091785</id><published>2005-02-12T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T15:10:47.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yehey!!! concert na mamaya!!!! weeeeeee!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110816344769091785?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110816344769091785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110816344769091785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110816344769091785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110816344769091785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/yehey-concert-na-mamaya-weeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110778871425004133</id><published>2005-02-07T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T07:05:14.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--asar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;kakainis si daddy! walang disiplina sa pagkain. kung anong bawal, yun pa gustong-gustong kainin. tapos magrereklamo pag may sakit. eh pano kasi di nakikinig pag sinasabihan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110778871425004133?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110778871425004133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110778871425004133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110778871425004133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110778871425004133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/asar.html' title='--asar'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110778815374062980</id><published>2005-02-07T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T06:55:53.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i would like chasha to receive the tagger award. career ka chash eh!! last count ko, 11 out of 20 tags sayo. hehe. so pag dinagdagan mo yan, supreme tagger award na next. pag naka-abot ka na ng 17 out of 20. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for lack of anything to do, aside from sleeping nga pala, pagbigyan nyo na kong magpakabangag. TOINKS! hehe (dapat caps kasi nakaw lang kay chasha yan. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinakabahan ako sa elections. kasi ma-PR yung kalaban ko. pero.. anong ginagawa ng campaign manager diba? hehe. tama na nga yan. ayoko munang isipin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. ethics. the ultimate goal of each person is HAPPINESS. diba nga naman.. with happiness you do not ask for anything more? di tulad ng college degree. pagtapos nun, trabaho, tapos pera, tapos bahay, tapos koche, tapos asawa, tapos isa pang asawa. ay! hehe. and i felt real pleasure this morning. fac beley called me ms. kunny. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you love it when professors call you by your first name? ako gustong-gusto ko. kasi kilala nila ko. wala lang. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try apricot scrub. ang sarap sa muka. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na! byebye =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110778815374062980?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110778815374062980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110778815374062980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110778815374062980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110778815374062980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/award.html' title='--award'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110769795332761503</id><published>2005-02-06T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T05:55:21.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang saya kahapon! nagkita kami nila pau, ken, kuya maki, kuya noel, rowena, titus and coco sa quezon!! hehe. parang pinuntahan talaga nila ko para i-greet ng happy birthday, kunny!!!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the birthday greetings!! =D sorry kung di nako nakapagreply sa mga nagtext sa sun after 11 am yesterday kasi walang signal sun sa quezon :( thank you din =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may picture kami ni nicole =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;buti di kami natuloy sa puerto. di sana kami nagkita-kita dun!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chasha, sayang, sana sumamaka. ikaw din mikas. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulog nako!! good night =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may isa pang picture. kami ng kuya ko. hehe. ngipin: off limits! di ako marunong =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110769795332761503?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110769795332761503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110769795332761503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110769795332761503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110769795332761503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/birthday.html' title='--birthday'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110752191225911180</id><published>2005-02-04T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T05:05:28.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--pagoddd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ngayon lang ulit naulit sakin yung pag-uwi ko sa bahay parang wala na gagawin. tulog na lang kasi sobrang pagod na. (pero nakapag-blog pa. hehe.) sobra pagod ko kanina. mali. sobrang dami kong ginawa kanina!! parang kaka-akyat pa lang sa fourth floor, bababa ulit sa ground tapos aakyat tapos maya-maya baba ulit. tapos kaka-upo pa lang tatawagin na. tayo uleeet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakadrain pala mag-isip para sa campaign. sobrang haaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan lang. antok na =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay wait lang. yung cousin ko galing cebu dumating. nagkkwentuhan kami ng barok jokes tapos nagkwento din sha ng joke. hehe. pag daw nasa resto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;waiter, pahingi ngang maginaw na tubig.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. chaka pag nasa jeep naman at ayaw i-para pagkatapos mong sabihin na mama, para...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;manong, tama na! tama na!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday ko na bukas. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110752191225911180?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110752191225911180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110752191225911180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110752191225911180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110752191225911180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/pagoddd.html' title='--pagoddd'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110744043831146604</id><published>2005-02-03T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T06:20:38.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--wala lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haay. pagod na naman ako. *hikbi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko na matulog! but!! may lab report pang kailangan tapusin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nauubos oras ko sa school. maya-maya may meeting. 8 na ko naka-uwi kanina. pero okay lang yun. masaya sa meeting. laugh trip lagi. hehe. pero napapagod padin ako. pero okay nga lang. tama na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;traffic kanina! suuupppeeeeeerrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uy! watch aviator. ang ganda. di ko alam kung showing na sha. or ipapalabas pa lang. or tapos na at huli na naman ako sa balita, pero maganda sha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday ko na sa saturday!!! =D wala lang. 19 na ko. pero sabi ng friend ni mommy, mukang highschool. hehe =D weeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OA yung elections sa school ngayon. i think ang daming magkalaban. nung una kasi kami lang buong party. but now... mukang yung polsci nagbuo ng sariling party nila. wala lang. hehe. so sudden. di naman namin ine-expect yun kasi matagal nang lumipas (hehe) ang deadline for filing of candidacy. naurong na lang ng naurong hanggang sa naging bukas na kaya abot pa sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anong magandang campaign materials? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else? ang dami kong nakitang asungot sa school kanina. nakakabad trip yung muka nila. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko kumain sa yellow cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited na ko mag-12!!!! concert na!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ba to? puro paragraph ng paragraph. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paragraph ulit. bukas, may 2 meeting.. 3 meeting na naman ako. promise gusto ko na magpahinga! bat di ko nga ba gawin? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit anong tulog gawin ko parang di na naaalis eye bags ko. as in kagabi 9 pa lang tulog na but pag gising kanina OA bags pa din. parang this week puro tulog ginawa ko pero ang hirap pa din bumangon. parang kulang padin tulog. haay. gusto ko na mawala eye bags ko!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na nga to. ang panget. puro negative energy ang nilalabas ko. uy! tagalog post. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110744043831146604?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110744043831146604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110744043831146604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110744043831146604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110744043831146604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/wala-lang.html' title='--wala lang'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110725742223826720</id><published>2005-02-01T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T03:30:22.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--jeepney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yael, you're so great! love you! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEEPNEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumaba ako sa jeepney&lt;br /&gt;kung saan tayo'y dating magkatabi&lt;br /&gt;magkahalik ang pisngi nating dalawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panyo mo sa aking bulsa&lt;br /&gt;ang amoy mo'y naroroon pa rin&lt;br /&gt;tawa nati'y humahalay&lt;br /&gt;sa init nating dalawa&lt;br /&gt;subalit ngayo'y wala na&lt;br /&gt;ikaw ay lumayo na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaalala ko ang mga gabing&lt;br /&gt;nakahiga sa ilalaim ng kalawakan&lt;br /&gt;naaalala ko ang mga gabing&lt;br /&gt;magkatabi sa ulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kulay ng iyong ngiti&lt;br /&gt;tikwas ng iyong buhok&lt;br /&gt;at ang lambot ng iyong labi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit anino mo sa malayo&lt;br /&gt;ay nais masulyapan&lt;br /&gt;upang mapawi ang lamig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--SPONGE COLA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu. grabe feeling ko lahat ng sad screaming songs patama sakin. hehe. wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;punta kayo st. scho sa feb. 12. nadun cambio, sugarfree, bamboo, imago, si kitchie, silent sanctuary, spongecola. not yet sure if 150 or 200 tix =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110725742223826720?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110725742223826720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110725742223826720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110725742223826720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110725742223826720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/jeepney.html' title='--jeepney'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110716788604789064</id><published>2005-01-31T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T07:07:34.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--mahabang kwento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;darn nawala lahat ng tinype ko kanina! ang haba na nun. sige na nga, ulit. so na-feel ko na ngang may mangyayari di ko pa kinopy. next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last friday, i was saying (haha.), i was at the library doing my research for THE thesis. hehe. i was working on one of the submitted papers of the HRM students about five years ago, to date. the topic was pretty much the same.. microbiological assessment of canteen food/screening for enteric pathogens. haha. surprisingly, i found the paper.. hmm, how do i say this.. kakaiba. yon. as in, promise. weird talaga. not to mention wrong grammar. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got these from her research report..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;an incident report had been brought up into the canteen food committee, wherein a certain student bought her snadwich at the pumpernickels food stall. the student saw a foreign body inside the bun. specifically the owner of the food stall wants to say that the bun was not come from them. they are not the one who made the BAN for the sandwiches, it was come from a certain bakeshop. thus the foreign body has been found inside the bun itself. &lt;/i&gt;(ano daw? nice ending, by the way. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;non-pathogenic bacteria&lt;/i&gt; (surprisingly, as ever, contradictory. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;--bacteria that are already part of our normal flora. &lt;/i&gt;(okay.) &lt;i&gt;some kind is opportunistic, which causes low tolerance of the immune system, which makes one prone to infection. &lt;/i&gt;(uh, sure ka? hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pseudomonas aeruginosa&lt;/em&gt; (dinedefine ba talaga ang species? serious, kasi di ko alam. pero eto ang definition nya. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;--a kind of bacteria that can acquire from the food personnel &lt;/i&gt;(paki ulit nga! hehe.) &lt;i&gt;who is suffering from such illnesses&lt;/i&gt; (anong sakit yun?) &lt;i&gt;such as a urinary TRACK &lt;/i&gt;(take note! track daw. ayaw nya ng tract. hehe.) &lt;i&gt;infection, eye infection, burn/wound infection, abscesses and meningitis. &lt;/i&gt;(eh, lahat na yata ng sakit sinabi mo eh! mwehehehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Proteus mirabilis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;--a kind of bacteria that can acquire from meat spoilage &lt;/i&gt;(sorry, ganyan talaga gusto nya. mwehehehe.) &lt;i&gt;or from the personnel who is suffering from a urinary track infection.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganyan lang nakuha ko. bawal i-photocopy at tinamad na kong kumopya. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. pano sha nakagraduate nyan diba? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all fairness to her work, may nakuha naman akong kalokohan. hehe. sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised (again) to see that she found only one species of bacteria in each finger swab test she performed (actually, she brought the swabs to a lab in binondo, so technically, di nya thesis yon. hehe.) on the food handlers. as in isa lang. sabi ni mommy, malay ko daw ba kung sobrang selective yung culture media nya. why not? pero wala naman shang nilagay na culture media eh, so di pa din ako naniniwala. when we had our turn in microlab, iba-ibang species ng bacteria nakita namin eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto pa kadiri. yung isang bacteria sa kamay, e. coli. galing sa poopoo!! eew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, i stayed home. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, we went to church! great sermon by pastor alex. living for God by helping others (especially the poor) through simple and random acts of kindness. meaningful (pag sha nagsabi. hehe.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had lunch at kfc (c/o nicole's request. haay). okay lang sarap naman chicken. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina!! ang saya-saya ko!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fac. beley called me Kunny. hehe. so the Q was .. actually it was a statement that we had to explain. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the experience of real pleasure is an experience of being truly and fully human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this was how i explained it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man has to go through activities, since it's the only way to achieve pleasure. pleasure does not exist by itself, and it has to be accompanied by an object. the objects for real pleasure are the mind, the soul, and the intellect. man has to make use of these objects to attain real pleasure. now, as man goes through each activity, he is confronting his reality. to get to his goal, which is wholeness or the coherent life, he has to have a mature philosophical attitude. once he does all these, he will find meaning. (yun na sagot.. finding meaning. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes sense, diba? ang galing. real pleasure goes beyond bodily desires, fac. beley told us. and it's true. when i was able to answer correctly, real pleasure nga!! i mean, if this morning you offered me with chocolate cake from becky's kitchen, i'd be happy, yes, but i'm happier because i answered correctly. it's intellect. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fac. beley called me kunny. =D yeah, i know, i already told you. gusto ko lang ulit-ulitin. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched joyluck club (worldlit), and as usual, ang dami na namang trabaho sa kanya. hmm.. and i think i flunk my histolab exam. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy, nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110716788604789064?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110716788604789064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110716788604789064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110716788604789064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110716788604789064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/mahabang-kwento.html' title='--mahabang kwento'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110674587460159455</id><published>2005-01-26T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T05:24:34.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and, oh! i'm proud to say that &lt;strong&gt;i've moved on. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110674587460159455?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110674587460159455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110674587460159455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110674587460159455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110674587460159455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/and-oh-im-proud-to-say-that-ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110674564005749660</id><published>2005-01-26T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T05:20:40.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--ooosh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;huhu. parang nawawala na ang aking cum laude hopes. okay lang. kaya ko pa ito! career mode na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, masaya na rin ako. i got the letter from CEM yesterday. my NMAT score is relatively low for mom and dad but i'm sooooooo satisfied. 73 is good enough for me. i could get into ust with that ranking. mahal nga lang. si daddy grabe pinaiyak ba naman ako kahapon. bakit pa daw ako nag-review eh ganyan LANG ang score ko. hay nako, daddy, hindi madali, okay? di man lang ako nikinongratulate dahil pasado ako ust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho-hum. natatawa naman ako dun sa isang candidate for sec-gen din. feeling enemy na, ever! haaaay. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i got a new haircut!!! next time na pix. walang adobe dito eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magulo kwento ko, pero sige na, pagbigyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday, i was sooooo thrilled to hear mom's choirmate tell me that i look like a highschool kid!!! hehe. do i need to expound on that? mwehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. may kwento pa ko. kanina sa embryology lab... pinamigay na midterm grades. may classmate kaming irreg, tapos absent ever. ngayon na lang sha nagpapasok. tapos sabi sa kanya mababa daw grade nya kasi di sha nakakapagsubmit ng requirements. tapos sabi nya.. ms, nagssubmit po ako. sabi nung prof.. i did not receive anything.. where did you place the papers? sabi nya... sa pigeon box po. and.... janaaaaan! "wala akong pigeon box." ooops! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung monday, sobrang nafrustrate ako sa ethics. eh kasi naman, naiintindihan ko sha. mahal na mahal ko nga yung subject na yun eh. kaya lang pag may tinanong si fac. beley, di ko masagot ng tama! pero okay lang, at least kilala nya ko. at alam nyang naiintindihan ko sha. sabi nya... "ikaw, kunny, napansin ko yung first instinct mo tama eh, nagugulo ka ng iba." hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday... awww. comfort, elissa. smile nah! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina,i bought a new pen. ganda! forever pen na =D and clips din =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diba okay na ust? i explained to mom how i'd love to go to up for med school. cost is way cheaper than ust. no doubt about the quality of education. however, i want mom and dad to understand how women are treated there. women in med proper are discouraged to finish the course. (as in.) reason? they only become housewives and never get to practice medicine. lame. and the other thing that i'm pointing out is the pressure. i want to live a normal person's life. not the average med student's life. a little fun, once in a while. i know i'll never have that in up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for chasha to read na. byebye =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110674564005749660?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110674564005749660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110674564005749660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110674564005749660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110674564005749660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/ooosh.html' title='--ooosh!'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110656919333331580</id><published>2005-01-24T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T04:19:53.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay. so feeling naman tuloy na tuloy na ko sa election diba? may screening pa, but hopefully, kami ay pumasa =D may MGA kalaban ako. 2 sila. pero they're to my advantage kasi parehong commerce ang course nila so mahahati yung group. bwahaha. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamad ako ngayon. next time na ulit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110656919333331580?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110656919333331580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110656919333331580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110656919333331580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110656919333331580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/meeting.html' title='--meeting'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110649491168107425</id><published>2005-01-23T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T07:41:51.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--chasha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;toinks. (hawa na ko sayo, chash. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. next time na din kwento about last night. ang masasabi ko lang ngayon.... ang lamiiiiiig. and we're all so pretty. mwehehehe. and....... omg!!!! (kilig mode) kita ko si tooooot!!! hehe. chash, sandali lang sha dun :( and oo, gwapito yung isa. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waitums. kwento na nga. konti lang. kuya noel and i had a little chat after dinner. i realized so many things. some men talaga, they're so hard to understand. but in the end, you always tell yourself... hey, what's love there for, anyway? diba?! and then you learn to forgive no matter how deep the &lt;em&gt;itak&lt;/em&gt; went. eventually you learn to forgive, yeah, that's true. kahit na gano pa sha kawalang hiya sa paningin mo. for me lang i'd never forget. kasi masakit talaga sha. thanks talaga, kuya noel. bagay sayo glasses mo. muahmuah. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art and i had kodak moments together. =D we just planned for thursday, that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe (again). after the party, ken, pau and i sat on the sofa outside the ballroom. ken's Q: "may kilig moment naman?" mwhehehe. meron. pero di sha. oh, gad, i'm so bad. (uyy. rhyming!) bad? no! i'm not "in a relationship". hehe. bakit ko binubulgar to? anyway, walang kilig moment. kay toot lang. hehe. ayon. i went on with my daldal mode. si ken parang natatawa lang sakin. hehe. but i ended with this line: "life has its own way of making things happen." yeah, so gasgas, but so true. parang ang tanda ko na dito sa mga sinasabi ko. haay. stop na. next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. please pray for me.. and my party-mates =D i just accepted the offer to run for secretary general under a.k.m.a. party. hehe. wala lang. trying to make a difference. i thought about it several times. i didn't get to have the beauty rest i wanted the other night. but after going through it over and over again, i told myself to give it a try. yeah, it hurts to lose. but hey, to hell with losing! i don't want regrets in the end. at least i tried, i'd just tell myself. who knows? everything might pay off in the end. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chachachachach, thanks for the yon.&lt;br /&gt;ken and pau and kuya noel, great company, promise.&lt;br /&gt;mitch (kahit di mo nababasa to), sorry sablay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops. three chapters pala exam ko tomorrow. aral na ulit. byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ay teka lang. kanina i bought two CDs. sponge cola and the dawn. i heard negative feed backs on sponge cola's album, pero okay naman sila sakin. yun lang. good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110649491168107425?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110649491168107425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110649491168107425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110649491168107425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110649491168107425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/chasha.html' title='--chasha'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110623066151557410</id><published>2005-01-20T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T06:17:41.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--baroque period</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ang panget ng nagMC ng event kanina. sobrang plastic ng comments. sobrang barok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"just sit backs and relax."&lt;br /&gt;"that's so excited!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yak! kakahiya sa outsiders.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110623066151557410?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110623066151557410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110623066151557410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110623066151557410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110623066151557410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/baroque-period.html' title='--baroque period'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110614601906862354</id><published>2005-01-19T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T07:18:00.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--oooosh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ooosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magyayabang muna ko. hehe. midterm exam score: physics --&gt; 70/75. wahoo!!! major achievement for 2005. mwehehe. yung iba, don't ask. mwehehe. histology lec, pwede din. 45/50. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho-hum. tinatamad ako gumawa ng thesis. ngayon ko lang na-realize na papatayin ko pala sarili ko sa paggawa nun. okay lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babay na. tsup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110614601906862354?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110614601906862354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110614601906862354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110614601906862354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110614601906862354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/oooosh.html' title='--oooosh!'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110604468806327598</id><published>2005-01-18T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T02:38:37.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--exam day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haay. whattaday! six hours, three subjects, three exams! i'm so tired. i feel so sleepy. i want to rest. but i can't. feeling med school na. everyday may exam. parang.. i've had enough and i can't take in any more. pagod na ko magbasa. pagod na ko mag-memorize. pagod na ko magpuyat. pagod na ko magsagot ng exams. basta pagod na ko. (parang linya sa movie. mwehehe. panget!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may word bang connectment? kasi kanina sabi ng prof ko..... connectment.... hehe. wala lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110604468806327598?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110604468806327598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110604468806327598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110604468806327598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110604468806327598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/exam-day.html' title='--exam day'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110597260579229069</id><published>2005-01-17T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T06:40:44.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--manila</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;manila, manila.. i keep coming back to manila..  took these shots on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/994d0361.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Image52.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay. napapagod na ko mag-aral. okay lang kung naaalala ko yung ina-aral ko, pero hindi eh. nagpapagod akong mag-memorize para sa exams, nawawala din naman lahat. kaya siguro ang daming nasasayang na energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110597260579229069?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110597260579229069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110597260579229069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110597260579229069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110597260579229069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/manila.html' title='--manila'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110595929231319911</id><published>2005-01-17T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T02:54:52.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--continuation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yan. before i go to sleep (again) blog muna! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe nung friday! physics! pero mukang okay naman exam ko. hehe. ay, score ko pala sa exam. hehe. okay lang, bawi naman sa histology eh, 5 points missed. hehe. pero kanina sa lab semplang! kalahati lang yata score ko! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ethics was so.... whoa... this morning. favorite subject. so far. acting and making -- they're different. the end does not justify the means. i believe that more than the end justifies the means. (paka-profound mode ako ngayon. haha.) kasi when you believe that the end justifies the means, you allow yourself to be deceived. some things appear good in the end even when the root was evil. wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asar yung worldlit. aksaya pa ko oras para dun sa greek mythology di naman nilabas sa exam. haaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today talaga ethics was the most meaningful thing that happened to me. alam mo yon? dapat yung prof ko mag-bigay ng talk sa lahat ng prof. para lang makita nila that it's not all about grades. kasi what if you did study hard for the exam, but you failed. diba? the end does not justify the means! and it's not fair that they don't recognize our efforts! hehe. tama na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay. di na ko ina-antok. hmf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110595929231319911?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110595929231319911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110595929231319911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110595929231319911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110595929231319911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/continuation.html' title='--continuation'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110589332705826375</id><published>2005-01-17T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T08:36:00.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--sappho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;waaaah! nakakabangenge si sappho!! yun lang. matutulog muna ko. next time na kwento. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110589332705826375?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110589332705826375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110589332705826375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110589332705826375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110589332705826375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/sappho.html' title='--sappho'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110559050929655175</id><published>2005-01-13T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T20:28:29.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--bangga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay. where do i begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. chasha and i met up last monday! kala ko nga tumaba na sha eh. hehe. no comment. we were at starbucks talking about the usual things (chismis). mwehehehe. i got my invite for her party!! hehe. and thanks for the gift chash. i'll make that our little scrapbook... when i have spare time. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may session kami nung histology lab nung monday. hehe. elissa, cathy, jovy, honey and i. weird stuff. and may *toot* topic. hehe. we talked about our buhay-buhay until we ended up talking about food!!! japanese food pa! hay. kakagutom. after class we ended up eating tortillos at miguis while waiting for sundo and while waiting for 4:40, until chasha and i met. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was walang kwenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday. haaay. high blood ako kahapon! i went to the dentist (tondo). sooobrang traffic, late ako ng 1 hour sa appointment. hehe. i got to the place, anyway. but on our way back home, traffic was the same. pero may nangbangga samin! first look, okay lang, mukhang mababayaran naman nila. hehe. two girls (not ladies) about four and eight years older than i am were inside. tapos parang walang pakialam na nakabangga sila. di man lang nagbukas ng bintana. i called dad, and he spoke to the chinese girl. haha. binabaan ni daddy ng telepono. ang bastos kasi makipag-usap. so ako na nakipag-usap. bastos nga! simula na ko ma-high blood. so i was explaining this: to save both of us the hassle and the time, they could just give us a deposit of about 2000 bucks just to guarantee that we have something to have the damage repaired. then we would work on the police report later on. since they had their car insured, we'll just wait until their insurance company paid for the damage and we'd give the 2000 back. simple diba? ayaw nila maglabas ng pera. o di fine with me, we went to the police station. eh sa traffic bureau pala dapat. hehe. so travel travel until we got to the place. start na gawa ng affidavit. natatawa ko dun sa sinulat nung nagddrive. "paliko ako ng kaliwa pata pumunta sa shell kasi magpapakarga ako ng gas, tapos BIGLA na lang nabangga yung adventure". those were her words. BIGLA. for crying out loud you can't just bump into another car na biglaan without knowing it. stupid. hehe. (high blood ako ulit.) pero NR na lang kunyari kahit deep inside kumukulo dugo ko. tapos may guy na dumating. chinese airhead to the rescue kuno! sobrang nakakapikon. sobrang presko as in i never met anyone as boastful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so arman (driver) was explaining that the damage was very small and that the insurance might not pay for it anymore. eh ang yabang-yabang nung guy. hirit ba naman... "may truck ako, kung gusto mo pabangga na lang natin yan." (kunny trying to keep her cool.) basta sobrang satsat sha ng satsat. may sinabi pa sha na.. "kahit 1 million pa yan basta nabangga namin yan babayaran talaga namin yan. eh kayang-kaya ko namang palitan yang sasakyan nyo eh." yabang talaga! pero ... (kunny still trying to keep her cool.) mwehehehe. may sinabi pa sha.. "yang dalawang yan (referring to the two chinese girls) malaki tindahan nyan dun sa tondo. isang daan mo pa lang makikita mo na kagad." so what?!!!! kaka-asar talaga! ang yabang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's an unbelievable existence of an overly boastful yet stupid family, i told dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang galing-galing nilang magyabang ng ganon, eh koche nga nila di nila mapaayos. bulag. walang bumbilya yung signal light. ang itim ng usok. natatanggal na yung bumper. ang dami-dami pang bangga. wtf?! they don't have any right to say the things they have said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have said enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. di pa pala. galit na galit ako dun sa isang girl. ang feeeeeeeeling!! basta. ang liit ng kokote nila. yun lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw pictures of accidents last night. nasa police station naka-post. gusto ko nga magpa-copy eh. hehe. usually the accidents happen on railroads. may pugot. two pix of the guy, the first on is of his body lying on the track, and the other of his head (nakanga-nga pa, maybe trying to grasp for breath) lying on the ground. sabi ng police officer tumatalon-talon pa daw yung ulo nung naabutan nila. yay! meron naman nasagasaan ng car. tapias yung skull so naturally nakalabas yung utak. meron naman nasagasaan din ng train pero sobrang lasog-lasog yung katawan. you cannot decipher the parts of the body anymore. kadiri. totoo pala yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. may nakasabay akong guy dun sa pix. gwapo!!! hehe. chat, chat. theny byebye na. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home about three hours after the accident. that was about 10:30 in the evening. they wasted so much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i was at bambang. ang hirap maghanap ng IMViC strips! nicole, where did you get yours?! hehe. yung mga nagbebenta pa parang di alam yung binebenta nila. ay, i saw a pink steth! i wanted to buy it but it would be of no use kasi meron na dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a ready mix for EMB and MCA kaya lang ang mahal naman! compute muna how much i would need. hehe. request na lang ako sa lab! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang. *bow*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110559050929655175?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110559050929655175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110559050929655175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110559050929655175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110559050929655175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/bangga.html' title='--bangga'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110536227366875844</id><published>2005-01-10T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:36:05.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--wahoO!new layout.. again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday chasha!&lt;/strong&gt; (special mention. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan. hay. ganyan muna (again). hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110536227366875844?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110536227366875844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110536227366875844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110536227366875844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110536227366875844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/wahoonew-layout-again.html' title='--wahoO!new layout.. again'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110491013418056576</id><published>2005-01-05T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:36:33.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--new layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haay. natapos din. chasha, thanks for inspiring me. mwehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asar. nagkagulo-gulo yung codes! tinatamad na ko. bukas naman. ganyan muna. walang blogger navbar. nakalabas yung statcounter. di pantay yung picture. walang kulay scrollbar. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya lang di na bagay address sa ichura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. na-antok ako sa ginawa ko&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110491013418056576?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110491013418056576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110491013418056576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110491013418056576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110491013418056576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-layout.html' title='--new layout'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110485353301964841</id><published>2005-01-04T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:37:09.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--physics/tamad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haay! somebody, please teach me how to love physics. please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asar. one subject lang pinunta ko sa school kanina. mga feeling vacation pa professors, lahat sila "i can't come to school today". haha. sayang uniform. whehehe. but okay lang, laugh trip kami kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird yung topic... condom. hehehe. yung subject kasi embryology, and the topic was fertilization. ay before that gametogenesis. basta napunta yung usapan sa condom kasi on my way to school, i tuned in to NU. somebody asked zach if condoms are re-usable! whahaha. tanga! tawa ko, kahit mag-isa lang sa koche. hehehe. then i told my classmates about it kasi may nagtanong kung pwedeng mabuntis pag may nag-ejaculate sa pool. hehehe. weird namin. di naman daw pwede, thank God. hehe. after the lecture kinwento ko na yung condom story sa NU. tapos lahat sila natawa, shempre. hehe. tapos biglang napunta na sa flavor ng condom. may strawberry. tapos may chocolate pa! sa trust! hehe. tapos si beam humirit, what if may nagawang condom na ang flavor ulam! hehe. (promise, tumatawa ko mag-isa ngayon. whehehehe.) meron daw lumpiang shanghai. may fresh lumpia pa. tapos dinuguan.. ang dami pa di ko na ma-alala. tapos sabi ko... yung ad nun... "for every ulam condom, you get one cup of rice absolutely free!" hehe. i will not elaborate. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina, we talked about sea urchins. ang galing. so amazing how the sperm cell finds the egg, eh galing sha sa tubig. sabi ni dr. aguja (hehe. funny yung word..) yung male daw binobomba lang yung females ng sperm cells nila. hehe. then the recent tsunami affected the sperm cells. (malamang lang). tapos napunta na sa mutants yung topic. kasi what if ibang egg cell ang na-fertilize nung sperm cell ng sea urchin? diba? ang galing talaga. kaya siguro di na-uubusan ng new species of whatever. science amazes me. so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr. aguja gave my paper back this afternoon. she handed us an article. we had to react. the issue was masturbation. here's my paper. i'm proud of it. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The issue is very broad and it covers almost all aspects involved in humanity. However, I would consider that the issue is morally, spiritually, and physically based.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been many debates on the morality of masturbation. There’s the pro side and the con side. If we should take a deeper look into the issue, masturbation should not really be a matter that we should question because free will is innate in every person. Now if we should judge by the norms we have created, masturbation is okay for some cultures, and is not for other cultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have also been many debates on the “spirituality” of masturbation. In the text, it was mentioned over and over again how God dislikes the idea of the "self". As a Christian, I do understand the stand of the Church on the subject, in that, there has to be a communion between two people in the presence of God. Sex, we would always say, is a married couple’s thing. And if we should consider the Church in this topic, masturbation really is not “spiritual” as it supports the pleasure of one, instead of two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard about studies focusing on the health benefits of masturbation on men. It reduces the risk of acquiring prostate cancer. In fact, it is encouraged by the study to masturbate regularly, so as to continually release the sperm that has been produced over a period of time. However, other studies suggested that masturbation in women could affect the possibility of pregnancy as it could destroy the uterine lining where the embryo would develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the issue cannot be looked upon as a whole because each aspect would make a stand that would contradict the stand of another aspect. However, as I have said that man’s free will is innate, we should not tell them which is good and which is bad. After all, we have stated in the law that man has free will to decide for himself, the Bible telld us that God has given man free will to choose for him, and man is innately capable of deciding for himself. We are in no position to judge them then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yan na. =D that's it for now. i have to get back to my unfinished business with physics. haha. gawd, i'm hating it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110485353301964841?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110485353301964841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110485353301964841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110485353301964841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110485353301964841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/physicstamad.html' title='--physics/tamad'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110476685341962966</id><published>2005-01-03T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:38:01.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>---horsey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;here's the picture i promised yesterday. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/horsey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laki! hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110476685341962966?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110476685341962966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110476685341962966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110476685341962966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110476685341962966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/horsey.html' title='---horsey'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110475634257368837</id><published>2005-01-03T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:38:38.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--first day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday len!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday yaya es!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahh! first day of school sucked! haha. i slept for only two hours last night to finish my feminist critique of greek mythology only to find out this morning that ms. castro didn't come to school. asaaaar! bala sha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako pa galit eh i had two weeks to get it done. hehe. ano ba! bakasyon eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110475634257368837?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110475634257368837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110475634257368837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110475634257368837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110475634257368837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-day.html' title='--first day'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110467928974399813</id><published>2005-01-02T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:39:03.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--tagaytay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;waah! what a day! we went to tagaytay this afternoon. just got home, and got loads of school stuff to get over with.. but! shempre blog muna. excited mag-kwento. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we actually got to the spot where we spent most of the time for the day, we hopped through two retreat houses. the first one is light of the world retreat center. it's a neat place. really, really nice garden. the other one is silang forest life. neat place din, with a spectacular view of the mountain and pineapples. hehe. sooo cold! we just looked around to see if we can get ideas for the retreat place that dad's building. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next stop was the plant place. hehe. we got flowers and some shrubs for landscaping. mahal, pero sagad yung tawad ni mommy. hehehe. sulit naman, i'd like to believe, because the plants looked like they were in a good condition and they don't appear too often. rarely seen, in other words. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.... *drum roll* i went horseback riding!!!!!! hehe. ang sarap, promise! may picture ako. courtesy of dihia. (i'll post it .. mm.. tomorrow) whehehe. it was so much fun. i rode the big, big horse. ayoko yung parang pony. hehe. then the horse was like crazy. panic ako! hehe. pero enjoy pa din. the horse-y ran around. the cool air felt really good as it brushed my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had merienda at the viewpoint restaurant (because that's where the field for the horse thing is). satisfactory pasta, divine kinilaw (promise), and a breath-taking view of taal lake and taal volcano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner at mom's friend's house. no comment. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted to tell dihia something. really important. and really confidential. i thought about it several times before i got to a decision. it's not yet the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if not now, when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i stayed up for NU's midnight countdown last "night". new favorite song by the dresden dolls. hehe. it's called coin-operated boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;coin operated boy&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the shelf he is just a toy&lt;br /&gt;but i turn him on and he comes to life&lt;br /&gt;automatic joy&lt;br /&gt;that is why i want a coin operated boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made of plastic and elastic&lt;br /&gt;he is rugged and long-lasting&lt;br /&gt;who could ever ever ask for more&lt;br /&gt;love without complications galore&lt;br /&gt;many shapes and weights to choose from&lt;br /&gt;i will never leave my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;i will never cry at night again&lt;br /&gt;wrap my arms around him and pretend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coin operated boy&lt;br /&gt;all the other real ones that i destroy&lt;br /&gt;cannot hold a candle to my new boy and i'll&lt;br /&gt;never let him go and i'll never be alone&lt;br /&gt;not with my coin operated boy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this bridge was written to make you feel smittener&lt;br /&gt;with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer&lt;br /&gt;can you extract me from my plastic fantasy&lt;br /&gt;i didnt think so but im still convinceable&lt;br /&gt;will you persist even after i bet you&lt;br /&gt;a billion dollars that i'll never love you&lt;br /&gt;will you persist even after i kiss you&lt;br /&gt;goodbye for the last time&lt;br /&gt;will you keep on trying to prove it?&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying to lose it...&lt;br /&gt;i want it&lt;br /&gt;i want you&lt;br /&gt;i want a coin operated boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i had a star to wish on&lt;br /&gt;for my life i cant imagine&lt;br /&gt;any flesh and blood could be his match&lt;br /&gt;i can even take him in the bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coin operated boy&lt;br /&gt;he may not be real experienced with girls&lt;br /&gt;but i know he feels like a boy should feel&lt;br /&gt;isnt that the point that is why i want a&lt;br /&gt;coin operated boy&lt;br /&gt;with his pretty coin operated voice&lt;br /&gt;saying that he loves me that hes thinking of me&lt;br /&gt;straight and to the point&lt;br /&gt;that is why i want&lt;br /&gt;a coin operated boy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti pa nga si coin-operated boy. but.. he's too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, that's it for now. a smile is plastered on my face again. not only because of tagaytay, but my friend really made my day better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110467928974399813?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110467928974399813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110467928974399813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110467928974399813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110467928974399813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/tagaytay.html' title='--tagaytay'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110451325738447858</id><published>2005-01-01T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:39:45.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--new year vol. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's my first blog for 2005!! oh crap! gotta jump.... hope that's going to make up for the inches i missed while growing up. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kunny is all smiles tonight! hehe. feeling good. thanks to a really, really, really nice friend i just talked to awhile ago. far flung, yet so close. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little speechless tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! buti na lang my room is confined from the rest of the world (literally). and my family - for the first time, i believe - appreciated the beauty of a tangerine (not to mention messy, according to mom) room without really saying "your room is so dark!" or "get out! you might suffocate." or "ang init naman dito." . they're all there feeling so cozy with the orange-y night light my kuya got me for christmas. hehe. and.. they just lay the cushion on the floor, got the pillows and the blankets, and they were off to dreamland! mwehehe. ako naman walang matulugan na matino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to mr. lim, the neighbor, mom and i sneezed like there would be no tomorrow, and nicole almost had an asthma attack. hay nako! the smoke belchers have given more than enough, di pa sha nakuntento. hehe. and thanks na rin lang, my family (for the first time) slept in my room all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez. must have been the pichi-pichi from amber (yum!). like.. shut up, kunny --kahit a bit lang.. or maybe it's the "talk". hehehe. i can't believe i'm smiling. and i've been since i began writing. =D see what i mean? whehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay! you just need to get yourself NBA LIVE 2005. hehe. adik na rin ako. lalaki na yata ko eh. oh well.. the fun i get from spending quality time with my brothers is not worth trading with anything, i promise. sobrang kahit sometimes nai-intriga na kong tomboy, okay lang. to hell with the intriga, basta i'm having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite player for the 3-point shoot out is reggie miller. sha lang kasi yung alam ko yung timpla eh. mwehehehe. anyway, the first time i played i was really so bano!! promise. until i got into a game with the three guys. we call it the "championship game" - that's when everybody's playing. waaaah! my first championship game - if you guessed i was going to win, you're right - i won!!!! hehe. sobrang ang saya-saya ko (till now, actually. hehe) and my brothers were like stunned (OA lang yan). hehe. pero kahit ako nagulat. as in... woah! hehehe. (my close friends know my ichura and the sound dun sa "woah"). imagine na lang. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hyperactive tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos they got me hooked into battle realms and warcraft 3 na din. kadiri adik na ko. hehehe. but i can't paly with other people kasi laging saling pusa lang ako. hehe. pero try it muna before you go judging adik kunny. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i use the dragon clan sa battle realms. kasi yun yung demo sakin dati, yun lang alam kong gamitin. hahaha! sa warcraft naman, wala kong ibang alam but tower defense. hehe. isang cheat lang alam ko, yung pangpadami ng gold. hehehe. pero ayoko gamitin kasi nawawala yung challenge. (plastic! haha. kidding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i really speechless tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i wrote this, dihia taught me how to do flash mx. weee!! i'll try to get my histology report done using flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school again?! crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ako lasing. good night! (oh, it's already umaga.) gawd. been writing in taglish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110451325738447858?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110451325738447858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110451325738447858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110451325738447858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110451325738447858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year-vol-2.html' title='--new year vol. 2'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110450069453003637</id><published>2004-12-31T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:41:06.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR'S EVE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, it's another unproductive day for kunny dans. yan, tapos na kami mag-chat ni chaCha. may napag-usapan na namang tao. hehe. how intellectual can a conversation get?! mwehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. it's year-end. looking back, wala lang... serious na naman ako. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year, i told myself that i would never ever be able to please everybody no matter how hard i try. this year, i did not try so hard and i was not affected much by people who could only care too less and who have never really appreciated the many, many things i have done for them. but... those people actually made me realize how valuable honesty is. like.. it tarnishes your integrity, not only as a person but as a soul. sometimes it makes me really, really sad to know that even if i only wanted the good for everyone, there always is somebody who stands on my way to keep me from doing what i want to do. yeah, it's a sad reality. for each instance that i come across such people, i always want to make a difference. i've started. but what power can do to some people makes it more difficult to get the others on the side of justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peste! ang ingay na dito!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope keeps me moving. yuck ang drama ko na! pero di ko matuloy kasi maingaaay! for each time i try, i am distracted. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! naasar na ko! di na ko natutuwa!!!!!!! ang ingay na! ang usok pa!!! hihikain na ko! magkakasipon na ko!!! aatakihin pa ko sa puso!!!!!!! hay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, i want to rid myself from my "laging naaasar" attitude. patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan. di na ko high blood. pero i can smell the fumesssss!!! patiece. patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero di ako magpapaka-plastic. naaasar ako!! hehehe. (and natatawa sa sarili ko.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na yan. ay ... wait lang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new song to share with you. it's called &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;lunacy fringe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by the used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wake up, my love&lt;br /&gt;Never thought you’d make me, break me&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m up from below such a brilliant star you are&lt;br /&gt;And will your love keep burning baby&lt;br /&gt;Burn a hole right through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Saw the short times feel like no time&lt;br /&gt;I thought you ought to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so far gone now I’ve been running on empty&lt;br /&gt;I’m so far gone now do you wanna take me on (do you wanna take me on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do&lt;br /&gt;Do you&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how long I’ve waited to look up from below&lt;br /&gt;Just to find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;And will your love light burn me baby&lt;br /&gt;Burn a hole right through my heart&lt;br /&gt;I think I might just trust you maybe but I’m not sure, I’m not sure I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so far gone now I’ve been running on empty&lt;br /&gt;I’m so far gone now do you wanna take me on&lt;br /&gt;I’m so far gone now I’ve been running on empty&lt;br /&gt;I’m so far gone now do you wanna take me on (do you wanna take me on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you could make me girl, could make me and take my life&lt;br /&gt;I know you could break me girl, take all of me&lt;br /&gt;All of me yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Never thought you’d make me, break me&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m up from below, such a brilliant star you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so far gone now I’ve been running on empty&lt;br /&gt;I’m so far gone now, do you wanna take me on&lt;br /&gt;I’m so far gone I’ve been running on empty&lt;br /&gt;I’m so far gone now do you wanna take me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sing365.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; for the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayon. so happy today because my brother got morpheus back in the p.c. i know it's not good to just download songs from the internet because it's practically "stealing" somebody else's stuff, but i'll deal with that habit when i get over music... (which will be .. like.. 50 to 60 years from now). whehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap! ang baho talaga! sino bang nag-imbento ng pulbura?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110450069453003637?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110450069453003637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110450069453003637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110450069453003637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110450069453003637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-year.html' title='--new year'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110438689719148317</id><published>2004-12-30T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:41:37.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;naalala ko na yung kwento ko two days ago pa dapat. hehe. oh well, my memory is bad talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, been practicing my driving at quezon. (yan lang yun. *giggles*) got myself a student permit for driving before christmas. yeah, late na! mommy kasi, ayaw pumayag dati. till now, mej ayaw pa din nya ko payagan mag-drive. hehe. haaay. 2005 na! tatanda na naman ako... 19 na ko!! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i'm so lazy. i have the right to anyway. it's christmas break, for crying out loud!!! pero tinatamad talaga ko mag-solve ng physics problems. grrrr-ness. tapos dinagdagan pa ng worldlit. haaaaay buhay. buti isang chapter lang babasahin sa histology. pero arrrgh! di pa ko gumagawa ng report sa lecture nyon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough. i have said too much about school. waste of time. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh! i got to text (parang wrong grammar.. hehe) my cousin, kyle, like.... last december 25? hmm. miss that guy. the tanggal ng tigyawat sa likod nya. late night talks and drama. inom. and... ... hahaha!! bad. well... not really if it's in moderation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to find a nice dress for chasha's party. wala lang ulit. wala kong mahanap na kasha sakin. hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boastful kunny. i got a new phone na! hehe. nokia 6260. blog ko to! i bought it yesterday. oh.. speaking of yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out. got to chat with art for a little while. we had lang dessert at italianis. yummy! mango panacota! hehe. thanks, by! Ü miss those days din when we'd just go out and talk and talk until magsawa and ma-ubusan ng pag-uusapan. pero.... di naman ako nagsasawa (yihee! haha labo!) and di din naman kami nauubusan ng pinag-uusapan. hehe. i gave him his gift (the black bag na sobrang hirap akong isipin na yun na lang pala kasi dati pa kami naghahanap ng perfect work bag nya) kaya lang sabi nya pangbabae daw pala! hihihi. eh... doesn't look pang babae to me naman eh! whehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan na. may naisip akong gawin eh... new year's resolution. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110438689719148317?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110438689719148317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110438689719148317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110438689719148317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110438689719148317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/memory.html' title='--memory'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110429211939098768</id><published>2004-12-29T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:42:00.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--new yahoo id</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gusto ko nga bagong yahoo id! wala lang, ayoko na nung name lang. pero wala naman akong maisip. help meeeee!!!! =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110429211939098768?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110429211939098768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110429211939098768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110429211939098768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110429211939098768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-yahoo-id.html' title='--new yahoo id'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110432310926617674</id><published>2004-12-29T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:42:20.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--for oliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oliver is a blogger na din! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please visit his site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://raven1369.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;clikeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110432310926617674?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110432310926617674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110432310926617674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110432310926617674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110432310926617674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/for-oliver.html' title='--for oliver'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110424927044409331</id><published>2004-12-28T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:42:44.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--wala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wala lang. la magawa. nagtake ako ng tests. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110424927044409331?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110424927044409331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110424927044409331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110424927044409331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110424927044409331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/wala.html' title='--wala'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110424177651285045</id><published>2004-12-28T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:43:12.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--i'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm baaaaack! hay.. after 4 days at quezon, nakahawak din ako ulit ng keyboard. hehe. grabeeee! naaasar ako, inaatake ako ng allergy! bago lang to... but naaasar talaga ko. ang tagal pa magka-effect ng celestamine. haaaaay. kanina parang ang dami kong gustong sabihin pero ngayon parang wala nang lumalabas. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natapos ko na yung angels &amp; demons!! hehe. ang tagal nun na-ipit sa "busy" schedule ko. hehe. here's one of my favorite parts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, why do you bother to pray? God cannot answer you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonardo Vetra had looked up from his meditations with a paternal smile. "My daughter theskeptic. So you don't believe God speaks to man? Let me put it in your language." He took a model of the human brain down from a shelf and set it in front of her. "As you probably know, Vittoria, human beings normally use a very small percentage of their brain power. However, if you put them in emotionally charged situations - like physical trauma, extreme joy or fear, deep meditation - all of a sudden their neurons start firing like crazy, resulting in massively enhanced mental clarity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what?" Vittoria said. "Just because you think clearly doesn't mean you talk to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aha!" Vetra exclaimed. "And yet remarkable solutions to seemingly impossible problems often occur in these moments of clarity. It's what gurus call higher consciousness. Biologists call it altered states. Psychologists call it super-sentience." He paused. "And Christians call it answered prayer." Smiling broadly, he added, "Sometimes, divine revelation simply means adjusting your brain to hear what your heart already knows."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAN!! nicely done, Dan Brown. *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i'm troubled. mej...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got pix from quezon =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Picture018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;family pic!! (wala si booba)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Picture077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dino &amp;amp; i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Picture047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;booba &amp; i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Picture055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;jan na si booba!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Picture043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dad &amp;amp; i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Picture021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yan muna =D yuck! as if ang iksi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110424177651285045?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110424177651285045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110424177651285045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110424177651285045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110424177651285045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-back.html' title='--i&apos;m back'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110394063873828058</id><published>2004-12-25T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:43:46.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--merry christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;merry christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday jop!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hay. 4 na ko nakatulog. hehe. ang saya, natuwa si nicole sa surprise ko!! hehe. yun lang. inaantok pa ko eh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110394063873828058?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110394063873828058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110394063873828058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110394063873828058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110394063873828058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas.html' title='--merry christmas!!'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110394043339392817</id><published>2004-12-24T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:44:08.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--disaster shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;waaaaah!! hehe. patawa shopping day namin ngayon. nagmamadali kami kasi nagsasara na lahat ng stores. hehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110394043339392817?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110394043339392817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110394043339392817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110394043339392817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110394043339392817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/disaster-shopping.html' title='--disaster shopping'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110379712367294433</id><published>2004-12-23T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:30:00.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--pagod</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday beam!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haay. i'm sooooo tired. general cleaning day! table pa lang suko na ko. hehe. buti na lang may celestamine, di pa ko ina-atake ng allergic rhinitis. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarap ng yellow cab pizza!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala na kong masabi =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110379712367294433?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110379712367294433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110379712367294433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110379712367294433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110379712367294433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/pagod.html' title='--pagod'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110372906257956272</id><published>2004-12-22T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:27:55.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;at last! i'm done with my christmas shopping! whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was with sir kenneth in glorietta today. haay. laugh trip, and lakad galore! hehe. thanks for the gift, oliver!! hmm.. ano kaya laman? hehe. i miss st. scho days with oliver. it's never really the same without the guys around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at power books naman i was drooling over the knights templar and the masons ekek books!!! ang daaaaami!! as in OA dami. hmmm... had an asthma attack while walking around. crap! i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuuyy!! may student permit na ko for driving!!! hehe. maayos yung picture ko, in fairness, compared sa pix na nakita ko sa ibang license. hehe. in a month, non-prof na. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kain muna ko. byeee!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110372906257956272?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110372906257956272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110372906257956272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110372906257956272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110372906257956272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/tired_22.html' title='--tired'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110364729994171194</id><published>2004-12-22T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:29:09.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--crappy erap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;grabe! i am watching the necrological service for fpj. nothing against the man anymore. pero like... erap?! and richard gomez?! crappy people. di naman eulogy yung sinabi nila. puro... you are the president, fpj. dinaya ka lang! ikaw ang panalo. like... get over it! not really kampi kay gma kasi nakakapikon na rin sha and her mole. haaay. thirty minutes na yata shang nagdadadada ng non-sense. sobrang.... huh?! parang campaign days ulit. kaso, i'm not impressed pa rin. "ron, itutuloy namin ang iyong laban." what labab?! wtf?! tahimik na yung tao pinapalaki pa yung issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high blood!!! i'm affected. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang.. shut up na erap!!!!!!!!! and why can't they stop calling erap president?! geeeeezzzz. pati yang armida na yan. pare-pareho sila. hehe. sobrang di na ginalang si fpj, sa sarili pa naman din nyang burol yon! diba?! i mean.. remember the man for his being. e puro ka-bitteran lang sinabi nila. wala lang. parang dapat yung tao lang yung inaalala nila, eh puro pulitika na naman. haaay, pilipino. ewan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110364729994171194?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110364729994171194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110356264976687817</id><published>2004-12-21T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:30:52.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;why is it that some people avoid certain topics that should really concern them more than they think they already are concerned with? sometimes i do not understand how other people would leave you hanging with a question. for all those times i was alone, nothing's been going on in my mind but how life is and how it's been treating me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really, saying that i am happy is an understatement. but since language is limited to the words we have in the dictionary, i suppose "happy" is enough to describe me. and how would i qualify happiness? that's a hard question, but here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness is independence. yeah. that's it. not solely it is, but that's how happiness is for me, for the moment. if at times you think the world is going to end when you're alone, think again, because it won't. and i guess it's all true when they say that time heals all wounds. it really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, there is more to happiness. that is where i have come and gone -- bliss. happiness in its perfection. nothing else really matters for as long as i'm in there. so far, only one person got me through superficial happiness. and really, it's different in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala na kong masabi. nakausap ko na sha. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110356264976687817?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110351150081533791</id><published>2004-12-20T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:31:20.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;crap! am i bitter or what?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110351150081533791?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110351150081533791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110351150081533791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110351150081533791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110351150081533791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/crap.html' title='--crap'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110355209989760528</id><published>2004-12-20T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:31:48.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haay. kakapagod maglakad. hirap mag-isip ng gift para kay art. hmm...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110355209989760528?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110355209989760528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110355209989760528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110355209989760528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sick for more than a week now. asthma. grr. hmm. i'm not used to staying at home, waking up late and just watching movies the whole day. it's so un-me. so un-biogirl. hehe. anyway, i want to make the most out of this break i have because come january patayan na sa thesis. haaaay. asar lang how some professors leave assignments for the break. as if magagawa ng students yun, eh a day before lang naman tinatrabaho yung assigned works. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's dino's birthday tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay... nakabili na ko ng copy ng crazy/beautifulllll!!!!! waaaaah. ang ganda, ever. kilig. kakainggit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else?! wala na yata. byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110341752270477653?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110347018500336241</id><published>2004-12-19T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:34:46.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--i think..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haaaay. grabe! what a day. hindi ako to. hehe. crap! i'm getting really bored. oooossh! you have to get a copy of mayonnaise. soooooooobrang ganda! kaso tinatamaan ako nung lyrics. sing along.. it's called PINK WHITE BLUE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know i'm not the one you are thinking of,&lt;br /&gt;coz i am your past and i am gone.&lt;br /&gt;so what now? coz i know this will be very hard,&lt;br /&gt;to go back in time, press rewind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz you don't know what i really feel,&lt;br /&gt;you don't know what i really mean,&lt;br /&gt;you don't know my...&lt;br /&gt;you don't know my name and the pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're my angel in my own heaven.&lt;br /&gt;life is a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;it's so surprising, uninviting..&lt;br /&gt;i'll never be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not the one you're dreaming of,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be home soon for you.&lt;br /&gt;so help me to swallow this bitter pill&lt;br /&gt;so i can die away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life to me is very real,&lt;br /&gt;a miracle that i can feel.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i try to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;i dream of you and it feels so real.&lt;br /&gt;everyrime i try to breathe,&lt;br /&gt;i suffocate and i start to bleed.&lt;br /&gt;all of these because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;could he be reading this right now? *hikbi*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110347018500336241?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110347018500336241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110347018500336241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110347018500336241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110347018500336241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-think.html' title='--i think..'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110310397889152364</id><published>2004-12-15T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:35:33.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--yesss!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;at long last, naubos din ang exams ko!! di naman midterms, lalong di finals, pero sunod sunod yung exams na sobrang kailangan pang magpuyat. haaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala na kong masabi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110310397889152364?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110310397889152364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110310397889152364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110310397889152364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110310397889152364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/yesss.html' title='--yesss!!'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110286417673808820</id><published>2004-12-12T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T22:57:16.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--it is done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:65%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;wahoo!! natapos din ang NMAT. pero di pa din pwedeng mag paeasy-easy. hindi pa tapos ang taon. madami pang exams!!!! grr-ness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the real NMAT is sooooo different from MSA NMAT. hehe. ang hirap sa review center! pero sakto lang yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have been irritated by the many "aspiring doctors" who turn to a career in dermatology or plastic surgery. nothing against the field, really, but the reasons are so unacceptable. for money, medicine is not the right field. i mean, if anybody wanted a fortune from working, he should've gotten into a high-paying job instead of spending so much time studying in med school only to end up pricking acne-filled faces! diba?! hehe. di talaga ko asar sa tao na yun talaga yung gusto, pero kung yung dahilan mo ay pera at kasi walang pressure sa dermatology at plastic surgery kasi di ka on-call, wag ka na mag-doktor! hehe. call me idealistic, but being a doctor does not mean pera. it's the service that you give to mankind. and it's life-changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110286417673808820?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110260205362305822</id><published>2004-12-09T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:35:57.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--wahoo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;grabe. ang saya!!&lt;br /&gt;nakisali ako ng target shooting kay daddy and dihia kanina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. napaka-bano ko.&lt;br /&gt;pero shempre natuto din tumira sa bull's eye.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. lalaki ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;but!! pellet lang. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;masaya pa din!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110260205362305822?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110260205362305822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110260205362305822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110260205362305822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110260205362305822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/wahoo.html' title='--wahoo!!'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110255202185603975</id><published>2004-12-09T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:36:14.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--huwaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;please pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking the nmat on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110255202185603975?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110255202185603975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>--asar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;peste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang panget ng ugali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were in THE position, i'd rather admit my mistake than pretend to know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know naman it's hard to take in big things that you don't believe in. but hey, that's your reality and you have to get in touch to live life the way should be living it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really hurts to hear them say that i am at fault when in fact i just did great and they're a bunch of stupid and high-egoed people trying to be soooooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lahat na yata ng psychological disorder nasa kanila. ang tatanda na ganun pa din... considering that they are in a high-standard school that does not allow katangahan in the faculty. it seems as if they've never grown up! still passing on the blame to us, thinking that we're "JUST" students and they're so damn better than us. forgive them, Lord, for being so "good". kakairita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine we drew lots for our thesis advisers. diba?! i mean if they really wanted everything in order they should have assigned us the expert in our field of study. tapos bawal magconsult sa iba! katangahan talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last sem we reported specific incidents to the dean. and until now walang nangyayari. we're still waiting for an appointment with the president kasi kampi-kampi sila nung din chaka yung chairperson and of course the dumb professor. (ang sama ko! high blood lang.) but they were really shocked to read the letter. they never thought we were capable of doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naasar pa ko kasi ako nag-buo ng letter. tbey really undermined our writing abilities. sabi ba naman may third party daw na involved, and we had HIM write the letter for us. kasi there could be no possibility that anyone from the class wrote the letter because our English was never good during proposal defense and proposal paper. bullsh*t! asar ako sobra. and i just thought that they really are that stupid to not believe in the quality of education they give us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they really are not good enough for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110247470986440522?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110241967701080911</id><published>2004-12-07T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:37:07.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--ganda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sonnet 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not love you as if you were the salt-rose, or topaz,&lt;br /&gt;or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.&lt;br /&gt;I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,&lt;br /&gt;in secret, between the shadow and the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you as the plant that never blooms&lt;br /&gt;but carries in itself the light of the hidden flowers;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,&lt;br /&gt;risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.&lt;br /&gt;I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;&lt;br /&gt;so I love you because I know no other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than this: where I does not exist, nor you,&lt;br /&gt;so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,&lt;br /&gt;so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--PABLO NERUDA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110241967701080911?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110241967701080911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110241967701080911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110241967701080911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110241967701080911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/ganda.html' title='--ganda.'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110207716742825061</id><published>2004-12-03T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:37:23.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--forgive me, Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just realized how selfish i've been for hoping that classes will be suspended for the typhoon. i was watching the news awhile ago and saw the many people to whom yoyong caused damage. &lt;em&gt;sobrang kawawa. &lt;/em&gt;i feel miserable for those people who lost the persons close to their heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110207716742825061?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110207716742825061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110207716742825061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110207716742825061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110207716742825061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/forgive-me-lord.html' title='--forgive me, Lord'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9406334.post-110190122707864682</id><published>2004-12-01T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:37:41.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--ganto muna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay. atat na ko magsulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past month i've been doing nothing but studying. my life's starting to get boring. at times though, this is hard to believe. i still find time for myself. (just a little time). but sometimes i really don't know myself, nor the people around me. my world is enclosed in a box filled with books that are an inch thick at least to about three inches thick the most. i am trapped. *sigh* yeah, yeah... i have chosen this field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still am delighted by the fact that people still recognize the word "care". they do bother and go out of their way to help me out. and i don't believe that people are too numb these days. after all each one might just feel the same way i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chash, thanks for getting me hooked. hehe. now i have an excuse to get away from the troubles of science. bagay sayo hair mo. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. NMAT is coming fast!!!! and i mean really fast! on december twelve i have to be the best i could. actually utak lang eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. this afternoon my professor was talking about the types of data. basta may example. and interactive kami. she was asking for categories by which we select food. and i said.... craving. okay. she paused a while. walked forward, approached the board.. and wrote: graving. goodness. hehe. --- i know, i know. ang sama mo Kunny. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inaantok na ko. may test ako bukas. nagfeeling kampante na naman ako. bukas na yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9406334-110190122707864682?l=ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110190122707864682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9406334&amp;postID=110190122707864682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110190122707864682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9406334/posts/default/110190122707864682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataraxiaprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/ganto-muna.html' title='--ganto muna'/><author><name>Kunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873193658335979750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/kunny/Plants033editcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
