<?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-20325875</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:33:22.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions of a house addict</title><subtitle type='html'>house rules!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-115150098654047619</id><published>2006-06-28T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:23:06.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;this is my private blog and i just want to update this blog of mine.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;lets see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-115150084821223821</id><published>2006-06-28T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:20:48.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-115150084821223821?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/115150084821223821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=115150084821223821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/115150084821223821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/115150084821223821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-114431282429527059</id><published>2006-04-06T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T16:40:24.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiya</title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i last updated my blog here i'm so into multiply kasi but since maintenance thing nila ngaun wala lang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-114431282429527059?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/114431282429527059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=114431282429527059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/114431282429527059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/114431282429527059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/04/haiya.html' title='haiya'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-114241299175737396</id><published>2006-03-15T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T16:56:31.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>theater 12 rehearsal</title><content type='html'>last friday our theater prof. gave us the plat that we would present for finals and he told us that its an absurd play...we thought it was gonna be an easy one but we were wrong see we already made the flow of the whole play but when we showed our prof. how we ould do it he cut us off immediately and started directing us...his ideas on how we should do the play was so different from our idea...oh well...i'm happy cause my partner doesn't have a crush on me anymore...buti naman nakahalata sya na i don't like him at naiilng ako sa kanya kaya he now likes my other clasmate!!!how did i know?kasi sumabay sya sa jeep to mrt eh taga yakal lang sya inihatid pa kami nung clasmate ko then nung nasa mrt na kami sabi ng classmate ko na tinanong daw sya if pwede manligaw she just said that she's not ready....nyahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-114241299175737396?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/114241299175737396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=114241299175737396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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I mean that's wrong she's always late but now she's on time and she gets so mad whenever we arrive late!That's so wrong....And yesterady was the start of our theatre 12 rehearsals because we have to show our presentation today and my partner was just having fun and I mean last saturday we have already made up the flow of the hole play then he suggests that we change our part which is so selfish of him because it will change the whole play he could have suggested that last saturday but no only last night and I mean I'm open to suggestions as long as its made when were thinking off how the flow of the play would go...then he makes fun of other people's  monologue and its ok but we have no time to spare he just pissed me off big time and also i had to makee up a lame excuse just so I could go home I asked my friend to call me kunyari she was my mom it worked naman boohoo I hate him and her my prof argh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-114170444099203765</id><published>2006-03-07T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T12:07:21.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back again</title><content type='html'>i'm here again...&lt;br /&gt;o yep i've told you that i do remember "him" again through the korean novelas that i have been watching...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday me and my friend bern talked about our ex and to tell you the truth it ws fun and really funny...&lt;br /&gt;see we both miss the way u sleep aound what 1 am ooops wait it was my chat with gr, chinee and hazel...see we were dicussing the pro's and con's of our curent status&lt;br /&gt;gr - sila pero hindi sila&lt;br /&gt;chinee and hazel - taken&lt;br /&gt;me - single&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;it was gr who first said the pro's and con' of his stautus&lt;br /&gt;he said that he could never ever admit to his "bestfriend" that he's jealous of those other men talking to her but the good part is everytime you talk and you know bump into each other may kilig factor daw weehehehe i understand i've been there done that&lt;br /&gt;then it was hazel and chinee palagi daw my say yung significant other nila sa lahat ng ginagawa nila tapos kakaunti lang yung tao na pwede nilang samahan, yung good side naman may nag cacare a kanila and so on...&lt;br /&gt;then it was my turn i just said na malungkot minsan most especially pag nagkukwento sila pero sabi ko mas ok din naman and in the end i admitted that i do miss having somebody na katext ko till around 1 am then when i wke up meron isang katutak na text sa phone mo pati miscall pero wala lang..i also told them na i'm not totally over him pa...of course the only way a person could get over from a past love is when there's somebody new...eh problema ung "somebody new" ko meron na!!!and i now na we're just good friends (waah) stupid di ba....oh well it's already 12 i have to go pa and vote au revoir!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-114170444099203765?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/114170444099203765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=114170444099203765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/114170444099203765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/114170444099203765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-again.html' title='back again'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-114170110252584520</id><published>2006-03-07T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T11:11:42.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>election time</title><content type='html'>today is election day for the university student council...&lt;br /&gt;really i don't give a damn on who's gonna win....&lt;br /&gt;today is also theater class monologue presentation after we have been directed by sir dex...&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda nervous cause i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;so that's all for now....&lt;br /&gt;i have to update the blog of my fictionalized character&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-114170110252584520?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/114170110252584520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=114170110252584520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/114170110252584520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/114170110252584520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/03/election-time.html' title='election time'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-114127358892206384</id><published>2006-03-02T12:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T12:26:28.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walkout</title><content type='html'>while i'm typing this blog...a lot of students aren't where they ought to be....they're not attending their classes because of their on going rally against gma....well i'm not one of them i'm here because it's my lunch break...&lt;br /&gt;last night i watched princess lulu the koreanovela before pbb celebrity edition hehehe.... i was slightly reminded of my ex...why oh why...marco (the dude :playboy)was like my ex oh yes (except for the part wherein marco's cute) so i was like haaay...but what can i do my heart isn't ready to open its doors again...i mean i know that to be able to learn something i needed to go through some pain...but still the pain was too much....moving on...i'm one of the people who respect rustom padilla i mean it's hard for him to admit the truth that he is gay...but we can not blame the poor dude it's not his fault being gay is a result of a past experience and maybe that experience was being beaten up by your own parents...poor dear...have to go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-114127358892206384?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/114127358892206384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=114127358892206384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/114127358892206384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/114127358892206384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/03/walkout_02.html' title='walkout'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-114127351455422508</id><published>2006-03-02T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T12:25:14.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walkout</title><content type='html'>while i'm typing this blog...a lot of students aren't where they ought to be....they're not attending their classes because of their on going rally against gma....well i'm not one of them i'm here because it's my lunch break...&lt;br /&gt;last night i watched princess lulu the koreanovela before pbb celebrity edition hehehe.... i was slightly reminded of my ex...why oh why...marco (the dude :playboy)was like my ex oh yes (except for the part wherein marco's cute) so i was like haaay...but what can i do my heart isn't ready to open its doors again...i mean i know that to be able to learn something i needed to go through some pain...but still the pain was too much....moving on...i'm one of the people who respect rustom padilla i mean it's hard for him to admit the truth that he is gay...but we can not blame the poor dude it's not his fault being gay is a result of a past experience and maybe that experience was being beaten up by your own parents...poor dear...have to go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-114005293576772423</id><published>2006-02-16T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:22:15.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm.</title><content type='html'>Denice, your vibe is Burgundy Chic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're one class act — the perfect balance of a cool, casual attitude and an elegant, polished style. There's a certain grace in almost everything you do. It's true, you make things look easy — even when they're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while there's nothing flashy about how you present yourself, you never fail to dazzle most people you meet. You tend to take life as it comes — and it's not easy to throw you off course. A strong sense of self and a hearty dose of confidence help you handle whatever comes your way. And usually, look good doing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-114005293576772423?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/114005293576772423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=114005293576772423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/114005293576772423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/114005293576772423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/02/hmmm.html' title='hmmm.'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-114005027335069287</id><published>2006-02-16T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T08:37:53.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>february 16, thursday</title><content type='html'>this day sucks! I woke up so early (around 4 am) just to go to school and find out that we have no lab today!!!so i just went to the shopping center at stall number 25 and surfed the net...and here i am again...i just received an e mail from gabby she told me that she was doing fine there and the whole story...&lt;br /&gt;i saw it coming, her leaving her dad was so strict i mean she's not alittle girl anymore but well...you get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;here i am i'm not wasting oh so precious time i'm typing my story for my cw 10 class...well it's about something...&lt;br /&gt;my mom, i love her, but she sometimes acts like she's a teenager she dresses way more sexier than me and she goes out a lot to...she spends more time with her friends than with me and my brother...i mean when i was in the cheeri9ng squad for two years she never watched any of our competitions or even our performance at school...it kinda hit me in the face that my mom never supported me...and when i sang for a program she was there but instead of telling me i did good she said it could've been better if i sang a filipino song!all of the older folks seemed to like my song even our principal but my mom she didn't like it...&lt;br /&gt;it feels like i could never meet her expectations but i don't care anymore....have to go back on typing my story!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-114005027335069287?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/114005027335069287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=114005027335069287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/114005027335069287'/><link rel='self' 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l.s. ask my friends what that means...hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;i've been daydreaming bout this guy friend of mine that maybe,just maybe we could,you know be a couple eventually...but that's never gonna happen...well...more bout this guy friend of mine...he's not from cavite...so that helps you a little....and he's from u.p. now you may already have an answer on who this mystery guy is if you know me a lot but if you don't just ask around!so i'll be spending v-day in class maybe i'll go to this concert at the fair or i might just doze of at our tambayan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113979331389592622?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113979331389592622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>What's Your Trademark Tune?&lt;br /&gt;Denice, your trademark tune is Britney Spears' "(You Drive Me) Crazy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flirty and fun, you get a kick out of catching someone's eye (like you know who) and being in the center of it all. Good thing you've got the looks, personality, and sense of humor to pull it all off. You go crazy for the opposite sex, and it's just as easy for people to fall in love with you and your fun-loving attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great asset to any gathering, you've got the confidence to strike up conversations with strangers and make anyone feel welcome. That rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113893873355278124?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113893873355278124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113893873355278124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113893873355278124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113893873355278124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/02/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113893786886055353</id><published>2006-02-03T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T11:37:48.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fate...</title><content type='html'>Where Do You Find Love?&lt;br /&gt;Denice, you find love in a Chance Encounter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate, destiny, luck, coincidence — you've got your chips on them no matter what it's called. Perhaps leaning toward the shy side, you're soft on the idea that bumping into someone in the produce aisle is just as good a way to find true love as any other. It's comforting to know that the world has a plan for you, and all you have to do is stay open-minded and ready for it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're single or attached, you find meaning in the sweet surprises that can come with a relationship, like a note slipped into your jacket pocket, a phone call just to hear your voice, or a home-cooked dinner. Above all, you like surprises and the thought behind them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113893786886055353?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113893786886055353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113893786886055353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113893786886055353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113893786886055353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/02/fate.html' title='fate...'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113893713511446760</id><published>2006-02-03T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T11:25:35.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new york!new york!</title><content type='html'>Which City Matches Your Style?&lt;br /&gt;Denice, your city style match is New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Big Apple. It's the city that never sleeps. And like New York City, you're a gal on the go who's got lots going on. Motivated and driven, you're not afraid to work hard and put in the long hours to reach your goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an edge that can go from uptown to downtown, 5th Avenue to the West Village, and anywhere in between. Whether you're in work attire, party clothes, or weekend wear, you make a stylish statement that's sophisticated, elegant, and all your own. As they say — if you can make it in New York, you can make it anywhere!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113893713511446760?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113893713511446760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113893713511446760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113893713511446760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113893713511446760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-yorknew-york.html' title='new york!new york!'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113893683503730965</id><published>2006-02-03T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T11:20:35.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheese!!!!</title><content type='html'>What's Your Celebrity Smile Style?&lt;br /&gt;Denice, your celebrity smile style is Megawatt Like Julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned to love Julia for her big and bold goose-honk laugh and for her even bigger and bolder megawatt smile. Lucky you too have a gorgeous grin like America's Sweetheart. Your dazzling smile shows the world exactly what you're thinking and feeling inside, and let's people know that you are there to make a splash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to meeting people and trying new experiences, you tend to be confident and fearless, which makes others grateful you are around. Your gutsy approach to life is as infectious as your smile. Bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113893683503730965?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113893683503730965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113893683503730965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113893683503730965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113893683503730965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/02/cheese.html' title='cheese!!!!'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113868198698986638</id><published>2006-01-31T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:33:07.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last post for today</title><content type='html'>i'm gonna go now...wala na ang corny na nung mga tests eh...well..bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113868198698986638?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113868198698986638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113868198698986638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113868198698986638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113868198698986638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-post-for-today.html' title='last post for today'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113868057142318932</id><published>2006-01-31T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:09:31.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my movie quote...ahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="background: #000000; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Denice Joyce V. Diaz's Random Movie Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size='+1'&gt;'I'll make him an offer he can't refuse.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- Micheal, The Godfather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=60"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113868057142318932?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113868057142318932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113868057142318932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113868057142318932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113868057142318932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-movie-quoteahaha.html' title='my movie quote...ahaha'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113867966263757819</id><published>2006-01-31T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:54:22.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm</title><content type='html'>sorry if i've been posting my test results la lang ang tagal pa kasi ng class ko it's at 2:30 pa it's just 12 hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;so for the past few days i've hated my uncle because he was so lazy i mean he sleeps at around...what?   11 pm and wakes up at around 10:30 then what he does is he just watches t.v. or smokes cigar or sleep again...before he was succesful he had a wonderful job and he could buy anything that he wanted to buy but that all changed come 1998...he married my aunt and he became a guy who was dependent on his wife....he would receive like money every month to spend and he became selfish...but they eventually broke up...and he started to become a mess...&lt;br /&gt;he lost everything...&lt;br /&gt;but thankfully he's starting to get back up on his feet...wala lang just wanna tell you that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113867966263757819?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113867966263757819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113867966263757819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113867966263757819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113867966263757819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/01/hmmmm.html' title='hmmmm'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113867917553217876</id><published>2006-01-31T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:46:15.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haayyyy...hmmm...harry potty thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="+3"&gt;You are Romilda Vane&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/rom.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love Harry.  You are constantly trying to get his attention, and you won’t stop until he’s yours.  Unfortunately, those chocolate frogs you put love potion in, may or may not be eaten by others… like Ron Weasley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=34"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113867917553217876?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113867917553217876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113867917553217876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113867917553217876'/><link 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the good Lord to make me feel better&lt;br /&gt;And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;A family in crisis that only grows older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why’d you have to go&lt;br /&gt;Why’d you have to go&lt;br /&gt;Why’d you have to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father&lt;br /&gt;I am broken but I am hoping&lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father&lt;br /&gt;I am crying, a part of me is dying and&lt;br /&gt;These are, these are&lt;br /&gt;The confessions of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wear all your old clothes, your polo sweater&lt;br /&gt;I dream of another you&lt;br /&gt;The one who would never (never)&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone to pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;A daddy to hold me, that’s what I needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why’d you have to go&lt;br /&gt;Why’d you have to go&lt;br /&gt;Why’d you have to go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know you, but I still want to&lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the truth, did you ever love me&lt;br /&gt;Cause these are, these are&lt;br /&gt;The confessions of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, &lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I....!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know you, but I still want to&lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the truth...&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love me!!!?&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love me?&lt;br /&gt;These are.....&lt;br /&gt;The confessions...of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh....yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait for the postman to bring me a letter..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113867895229752937?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113867779025095633</id><published>2006-01-31T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:23:10.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 80's teen persona</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="+3"&gt;You are Andie Walsh from Pretty in Pink&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/molly-pip.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are original and clever person.  Although your family may not be able to buy you all the cool stuff you want, you are able to make cool stuff for yourself.  Like a rocking 80’s prom dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=21"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113867779025095633?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113867779025095633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113867779025095633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113867779025095633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113867779025095633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-80s-teen-persona.html' title='my 80&apos;s teen persona'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113867747718633013</id><published>2006-01-31T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:17:57.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm....after death i'll be in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="355" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" name="qgtable2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;After you die...&lt;br /&gt;Heaven&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After death, you will exist in heaven.  Everything and everyone you love will constantly surround you for all of eternity. You lucky scoundrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table name="qgtable" width="350" height="350" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" style='background: url(http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/afteryoudie-bg.jpg); background-repeat: no-repeat;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="93"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td width="298"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="257"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td width="298"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td valign="top" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/locator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/01/hmmmmafter-death-ill-be-in.html' title='hmmmm....after death i&apos;ll be in...'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113851009421655646</id><published>2006-01-29T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T12:49:59.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye....</title><content type='html'>i did to my bestfriend since i was in grade 5....&lt;br /&gt;she was my classmate since grade 3 but we were never that close...i mean we just knew each other but it all changed when they moved at a place near to my grandma's house...&lt;br /&gt;me and my cousin would go there almost everyday just to hang-out and play with her....and whenever we go there we swap stories and it was always fun just to chat with her....when we were in grade 5 she sells this stickers and she always gave me anything that i want for free and that was great but we became more closer...we would always sit right next to each other not minding the sit plan....and we hardly got into any trouble for that...the person who lists people who were not in their proper place had a huge crush on me so...you get the picture....&lt;br /&gt;sadly she transferred to another school..that i never saw her again until secon year highschool...she went america for a year and studied there...but she eventually came back here again...and when i saw her i thought that we will never be close friends anymore she looked like she was a snob....but we became close friends again and we ended up having a barkada me, her, kathy, almarie, clarice, iam, fedalou and olga....we were always together even if we came from different sections, i always went to their room instead of staying in my room when there's no teacher...we shared stories with each other and we became almost like sisters..&lt;br /&gt;when we were in third year...i had a new "tropa" cause we had a petite fight, i hardly hung-out with them...it felt as if i was somebody else...but it again changed when kathy dropped out and transferred to another school...me and gabby became close friends again she told me her secretsand i told her mine too...&lt;br /&gt;when we were in fourth year...well...she left for the states again and i never knew if she would come back again.... i wrote her a letter hoping that when i see her i would not cry...but i did...when i gave her the letter i told her that she had to try to go back here...and she said she'll try...and when our classes were over, kathryn saw me and she called gabby and gabby and i cried again i was afraid that i'll never see her again or that when i see her again she would be a different person and i too will be a different person...&lt;br /&gt;but she came back....and we had this bonding thing...she would go to my room and we would walk around the campus as we told each other secrets....me bout my huge crush on my ex and hers would be bout her ex too....she was the person who warned my ex not to hurt me and i was the one who gave her advices...as our days in highschool came to an end our friendship remained strong...on her birthday last year me and my ex went to their place and stayed there with her....and when we broke up she told me bout "the truth" and she comforted me through her words..when college started we started to drift apart too i hardly have the time to go to their place or call her....but last sembreak...we rekindled our friendship...&lt;br /&gt;she told me bout her current b.f. and i told her bout my crushes and we would laugh about things we did in the past...&lt;br /&gt;she called me sometime last last week and told me that her dad discovered bout her and her b.f. of course i was worried bout this...see her dad was very strict...i was the only one allowed to talk to her via phone...no one else was allowed...so she told me bout her plan and sadly it didn't go well...last wednesday i received an sms from our friend saying that gabby dropped out from san sebastian...this only meant one thing,she's gonna go back to the u.s. and i was right...i phoned her last thursday and she told me that she was leaving ...that her flight was last friday i was in shock because it happened so fast...but what could i do?...she left last friday and she texted me yesterday...she got there around 4 pm here and it was 12 am there....we would still stay friends but i would surely miss her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113851009421655646?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113827323099798549</id><published>2006-01-26T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T19:00:31.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;Romance&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance is most important in a boyfriend/girlfriend.  You need romance in your life.  You love the extra dimension that romance brings to a relationship and you tend to fall in love very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/bfgf_piechart-3-2-3-5-4.jpg" alt="Perfect BF/GF Piechart - QuizGalaxy.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=57"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113827323099798549?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113827323099798549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113827323099798549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113827323099798549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113827323099798549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/01/hahaha.html' title='hahaha'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113827229479838926</id><published>2006-01-26T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T18:44:54.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="350" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;You fit in with:&lt;br /&gt;Buddhism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideals mostly resemble those of the Buddhist faith.  Spirituality is the most important thing in your life.  You strive to live by all of your ideals, and live a very intellectually focused life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;20% faith-oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table name="qgtable" width="350" height="350" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" background="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/bg-map.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="128"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td width="304"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td valign="top" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/locator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=47"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113827229479838926?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113827229479838926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113827229479838926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113827229479838926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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like that subject i mean gma should read the book we're using para marealize nya that she ought to serve us because it's the right way of ruling...that the ruler must obey what is in the common interest of the people he rules...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;right now she's like following some of niccolo machievelli's stuff...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like ruling like that....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah basta nakapass ako ng soc sci 2!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy chinese new yr.!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113764461522855361</id><published>2006-01-19T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T12:23:35.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bruno and mando</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my life isn't a living hell, but when my dad and uncle gets drunk....oh well.....let's just say things don't go well...&lt;br /&gt;i'm used to people being drunk...i know that it's just a matter of self control to not go beyond your limits...i've been drinking since i was in third year highschool but just a little...see it all started out with my friends and i going to my bestfriend's boyriend's house and they drank and so did i it wasn't peer pressure i just thought i should try it...they thought i was drunk but i wan't i just got flushed see i always turn into a red thing when i drink any alcohol....so yep it started there but what the heck i sisn't write this blog to tell y'all what i've been drinking...&lt;br /&gt;ok so here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;imagine living with your mom, dad and brother since you were born then poof! here comes your oh-so-lazy uncle to live with you too...back then he was like the ultimate uncle who has a great job and everything, i "used" to like him a lot..but all of that changed...my tita left him and he came crumbling down like a stone up high on the mountain to the river...well he depended so much on her...creep!...that he couldn't function on his own now...he now just sleeps at our sofa then wakes up around 9 am and just stays there until 2 pm!not doing anything and then he goes to my grandma and does what he does best...sleeping...sleeping....until around 7 pm and by that time he goes back to our house...to do the same thing...but yesterday was different... he got a call from somebody...well that's what my grandmother told me an he went somewhere...he got home around 10 pm and boy was he drunk...he looked like a manong that'll rape someone...seriously he did look like a rapist..he then sat at the stairs then started playing around with my pet dog who he got and then tried to give to me and then he leaned forward and like boy!he smelled so bad!!!!think of red horse breath plus yukie pulutans and he looks like a total jerk!&lt;br /&gt;he was a mess and it doesn't stop there he went to the dinning table and did "what?"...he ate the rice well that's not too bad right?yes it is for he ate it with his bare hands oh yes ladies and gentlemen with his smelly yukie bare hands....he was such an idiot...at this my mom got angry...well i couldn't blame her..but really when i started college i hated having somebody around why you may ask...well because i started to feel that i was losing my privacy and i didn't like having somebody else around when i'm studying...i'm used to just me in our sala studying but now i have him there!i never liked having any noise while studying but well he's there either he's snoring or he turns on a radio...jerk...also i hated the fact that he asks money from my lola who has diabetes and she has to buy her medicine but her money goes to him...and what does he do with this money...oh well...he buys cigars and freaking beers and you wanna know where he drinks this on the dinning table while smoking not minding the fact that i hate cigar smoke...oh and what else well he couldn't stand up on his own feet....my mom only realized that living with her brother who's a jerk couldn't go on forever....i mean she pities him because he's supposed to be the one to give us the fatherly firure but what does he do he wasted his busssiness administration skills and computer skills on nothing he used to have everything but he didn'tgive anything to anyone even his mom ,my lola, could never forget what he used to be he never gave her anything that is worth it..what he gave her was just the free umbrellas given at their company no more, no less...karma is true my dear friends look at what my uncle turned out to be....a jerk!because of what?because he never cared for anyone else just himself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113764461522855361?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113764461522855361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113764461522855361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113764461522855361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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story....&lt;br /&gt;i was on my way home...i was just waiting for a bus that's going to cavite...&lt;br /&gt;so it's a st.anthony bus or a saulog bus i'm waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;so i finally saw this saulog bus and i was going in it but i saw  a st.anthony bus and followed my instinct&lt;br /&gt;instead of  riding the saulog bus i took the st.anthony bus...&lt;br /&gt;and boy did i get lucky!!!&lt;br /&gt;the bus was not full and there were a lot of available seats and the best part of it was that an old classmate of mine was there too...so i sat beside him and we had a long conversation...turns out he's not with his high school gf anymore and that he failed his two subjects..then we talked about my ex crush and my ex...and that my ex is sure to be sorry for breaking upwith me...and i just laughed...&lt;br /&gt;as he got down the bus another classmate of mine sat next to me....he was my classmate till grade 6 and i did all the talking and he just stared at me...and he thought that i was going out with my classmate that just got down from the bus....and i said he was wrong since i am single and not looking...&lt;br /&gt;then when we got down the bus another friend of mine was also riding the same bus...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...if i took the other bus...what could've happened....&lt;br /&gt;well i'm thankfuli followed my instincts........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113652064370472605?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113652064370472605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113652064370472605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so let's talk bout the stuff that happened to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i was in gradeschool i was a nerd...i talked to limited number of people and i always study&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but when i entered the crazy world of highschool i changed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it all started when i won at the campus ministry elections as the representative of our batch then i met her...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who is she?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i considered her as my closest friend ever but that was before the incident...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so when i met her i started being active in school programs...dancing with her and my other friends...back then no body knew i had this great passion for singing....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so as we became sophomores me and kathy became closer...the reason i never wanted to have a love life was because of her...she always would go to me when she and her boyfriend breaks up....then he and my mom became friends to...and she conidered her to be her second mom....then we got in at the school's cheering squad...and we became even more closer friends...then on the summer before our third year she went to our house and we were set to go to this internet cafe and we told my mom bout it....but then as the clock reached 11 pm at this internet cafe kathy still didn't want to go home...then my mom as there and well you go ahead and imagine the stuff your mom would do to you if she found out you're just there staring at the computer while she's worried sick looking all over for you....you get the picture....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it wasn't the end of our friendship...again i gave her a chance....so we were ok...as i said a started fixing myself...and i became who i am now...but a very unfortunate thing happened...she has a problem..she stole stuff....and we discovered it in our cheering practice...i thought she just needed somebody to talk to but i was wrong....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and ever since she left school...i became more of who i am...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;heck they called me kikay kit and i didn't like that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;even called me walking talking dictionary/laptop/calculator&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but still i miss her...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;name not mentioned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;n_n!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113643418446432108?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113643418446432108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113643418446432108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113643418446432108'/><link rel='self' 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died....this is bad....well....he had this great impact on harry's life....i do believe that you will meet certain people in our life that will have this great impact on us...and yes like harry i met my dumbledore but i've only seen her once....last year and since then i haven't seen her again...her name was anastacia...lola anastacia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i was on my way to up when i suddenly had this urge to go to the baclaran church...it was on the way so i did...i prayed and stuff, i even lighted 3 tiny candles for my wishes...then i entered the church and again prayed...(it was exams time for me)...so when i approached the image of mother mary i saw an old lady crying...i just stood there right beside her...it was like i was frozen in that spot....i then prayed that whatever she was wishing will come true...then when she stood up i pulled my hanky from my pocket and offered it to her....she then looked at me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;after she wipped her tears she suddenly talked to me about her life....i will not reveal what she told me for she asked that i will not yell anybody about it...but boy did i get shot in the heart...since my first yr. here at up and my first sem...i don't study a lot...i didn't even study for exams....it was fun for me...but after lola anastacia's story i realized that i shouldn't do those stuff...i was blessed coz i'm studying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;just like harry that will continue on what his mission was even if dumbledore isn't at his side anymore..i will too i will not take for granted things that is important and i realized how important studying is because of lola anastacia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113642764470576995?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113626169117993844</id><published>2006-01-03T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T12:14:51.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>top 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;here i am again....well now i'll tell you guys bout the 10 to watch...these came from mtv so let's see&lt;br /&gt;10. Rachel McAdams....the bitch from mean girls...well she wasn't that bad but i guess mtv put her at this list because of the bunny-stint she did....is renee z. here?she did it too in her movie bridget jones' diary....&lt;br /&gt;9. Katie Holmes...i'm guessing it's because of the batman movie!!just kidding of course it's because she's pregnant with tom cruises' baby....hmmm katie + tom ---&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;8.Jake Gyllenhaal....oh...the indie film dude.....&lt;br /&gt;7. christina aguilera....y?dunno...don't ask me&lt;br /&gt;6. Wilmer Valderrama....oh...i know him.....he's lindsay's ex.....gosh...forgot his name on the show That 70's show but he sure was dumb&lt;br /&gt;5. Ashton Kutcher....you got punk'd!!!&lt;br /&gt;4.Lindsay Lohan...hey why isn't she on the top spot?....&lt;br /&gt;3. Brandon Routh...it's a bird, it's a plane...no it's superman!!!when did he appear on gilmore girls?&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicole Richie...hey she's Paris' sidekick... i mean support system...hehhehehehe&lt;br /&gt;1. Hilary Duff....nooooooo...this can't be happening....i can hear her songs now .....&lt;em&gt;to the beat of my....&lt;/em&gt;noooooo!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113626169117993844?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113626169117993844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113626169117993844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113626169117993844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113626169117993844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/01/top-10_03.html' title='top 10'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113626071969922034</id><published>2006-01-03T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T11:58:39.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you love someone so deeply&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They become your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's easy to succumb to overwhelming fears inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blindly I imaged&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I couldKeep you under glass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I understand to hold you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I must open my hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And watch you rise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spread your wings and prepare to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you have become a butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly abandonedly into the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you should return to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We truly were ment to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So spread your wings and fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have learned that beauty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has to flourish in the light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wild horses run unbridled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or their spirit dies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have given me the courage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be all that I can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And truly feel your heart will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lead you back to me when you're&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ready to land&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spread your wings and prepare to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you have become a butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly abandonedly into the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you should return to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; truly were ment to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So spread your wings and fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't pretend these tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aren't over flowing steadily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't prevent this hurt from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almost overtaking me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But will stand and say goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you'll never be mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until you know the way it feels to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spread your wings and prepare to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you have become a butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly abandonedly into the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you should return to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We truly were ment to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So spread your wings and fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spread your wings and prepare to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you have become a butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly abandonedly into the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you should return to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We truly were ment to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So spread your wings and fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So flutter through the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spread your wings and fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113626071969922034?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113626071969922034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113626071969922034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113626071969922034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113626071969922034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/01/butterfly.html' title='butterfly'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113625776822782580</id><published>2006-01-03T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T11:09:28.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm currently reading harry potter 6 or harry potter and the half blood prince....i'm at the 16th chapter...my friends have warned me that i'll soon hate this book...hmmm...i wonder.....so what if dumbledore dies in the end?(bruce you will suffer!)so as i have said still at the 16th chapter and i find it very interesting...in a good way....i mean the hermione-ron thing...that was so obvious...but harry liking ginny...hmmmm...interesting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so i guess...it's likely to happen in real life....heck..it does!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so you have a crush on this guy then after being his friend you lost interest in him that you move on to somebody else...but then unfortunately poor guy....he'll be liking you now....hmmm....familiar...sounds very familiar....y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it happened to me!oh yes....but i'm in harry's position...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have this crush on my co-choir member....he can play the guitar so that's 500 pogi points....he's tall another 500 pogi points...and he seemed to be like clark kent....now that's 1500 pogi points...but i knew that he would never ever like me and i knew that i only liked him physically....so after weeks of having this crush on him i moved on and focused in my studies...then around...i dunno november this other co-choir member started showing interest on me...boy was i shocked....and i didn't like it...well first he was my bestfriend's crush...second i didn't like him at all....well we can be good friends but other than that....nah...so that was creepy...i forgot when he officially told me that he liked me but what led to his decision on telling me that he liked me wa that because i had to quit my choir duties for awhile...so he did say that he liked me and you want to know how...via text message!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;after that incident i couldn't sleep...and after i think two weeks i finally gave up and agreed that he could court me...believe me it was a hard decision...i do not believe in courting and my bestfriend...yep...my bestfriend...she suddenly begun to be quiet....and i knew i had hurt her feelings....the only thing going through my mind is that i've hurt my friend....so i agreed to go out with him and boy did i have a lot of guards i mean chaperon...well my cousin was there with her own date,then my two bestfriends jhen and abee...so everthing was fine...not!!!he satrted acting weird..in a bad way...that i suddenly regreted even thinking that that creep will become my boyfriend...so me, my cousin, abee and paul went to pizza hut and left him and jhen....well he's a jerk...he just became ...well a jerk....so that night i told him that i don't wanna talk to him anymore...and that he's been dumped....why?because he's a jerk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well it's not exactly like the harry and ginny situation but still it's kinda like that.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113625776822782580?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113616620521895192</id><published>2006-01-02T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T09:43:25.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still here....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I will not make the same mistakes that you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I will not let myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cause my heart so much misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I will not break the way you did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You fell so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I've learned the hard way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;To never let it get that far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of youI learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of youI find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of youI am afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I lose my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I cannot cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because you know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm forced to fake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;A smile, a laugh everyday of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;My heart can't possibly break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of youI never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I watched you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I heard you cry every night in your sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was so young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You never thought of anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You just saw your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And now I cry in the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you I try my hardest just to forget everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you I am afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;this song get's to me...well i guess it's because i've been thru hard imes a lot and my dad he's jut there just you know saying to himself over and over again that he's a poor dude this and that....i grew up thinking my dad is like a superhero but boy did that change...specially when i was 15....oh boy...he lost his job and he tries to escape all of the troubles he caused well...we do make mistakes in our life and we ought to learn from those mistakes but..he didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;well the second song that i really love is stick wit u by the pussycat dolls....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I don't want to go another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Seems like everybody is breaking up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Throwing their love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I know I got a good thing right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;That's why I say (Hey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nobody's going to love me better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with youForever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nobody's going to take me higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with youMy baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I don't want to go another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;See the way we ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;In our privated lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ain't nobody getting in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I want you to know that you're the only one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nobody's going to love me better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with youForever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nobody's going to take me higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;My babyNobody ever made me feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ain't nothing else I can need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And nowI'm singing 'cause you're so, so into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I got you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;We'll be making love endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm with youBaby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt; you're with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So don't you worry about People hanging around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;They ain't bringing us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I know you and you know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And that's all that counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So don't you worry about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt; People hanging around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;They ain't bringing us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I know you and you know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And that's why I sayNobody's going to love me better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with youForever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nobody's going to take me higherI'm going to stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with youMy baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nobody's going to love me better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;ForeverNobody's going to take me higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm going to stick with youMy baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this wayI'm going to stick with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i guess the reason i like this song is because...hmmm...thinking...i 'm thinking of changing my blog title to confessions of a hopeless romantic....not!!!!i am not in love...it's just acute song....&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/20325875-113616620521895192?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113616620521895192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113616620521895192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113616620521895192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113616620521895192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/01/still-here.html' title='still here....'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113616424294677484</id><published>2006-01-02T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T09:10:42.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well it's supposed to be the first day of school...yes january 2!!!(i would like to kill gloria macapagal-arroyo for not declaring it a holiday!!!) well i got here round 7 and guess what we have no class!!!this is just lame!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so it's the year of the dog well they say the fire dog...hope i'm right...so i looked for my horoscopes i'm born under the zodiac sign capricorn...so here's what i got...well about my love life first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOVE: Even when you're not in the spotlight, the people in the know really look up to you. This year, that respect won't just be restricted to the in-crowd -- your positive reputation will precede you wherever you go. As far as romance goes, that reputation can be either a blessing or a curse. On the one hand, it's great that other people automatically believe you to be honest, and your straightforward style can be highly attractive. On the other hand, your integrity might intimidate potential lovers who feel like they can't live up to your lofty ideal. Make it a personal goal to set people around you at ease. The more you let people see the real you, the more they will be comfortable relaxing and acknowledging the foibles that come with being human.&lt;br /&gt;Romantic opportunities are springing up everywhere this year, even in the winter when it seems like most people are keeping to themselves. Don't be surprised if you meet someone promising early in 2006 -- you'll be especially magnetic during the months of January or February. Keep an eye out for someone whose conversations are varied and endlessly entertaining. If you can't predict what this person is going to say next, you'll be fascinated for a very long time. Best of all, their views will have a subtle but discernable effect on your own. You're not the dull, immutable person your jealous detractors make you out to be.&lt;br /&gt;If you've already chosen a romantic companion, this year will bring delightful new surprises about the person you thought you knew inside and out. From April through August, you're due for some intense mutual discoveries and a lot of face time with your loved one. Whether it's spare moments stolen from work or a weeklong romantic getaway to an isolated spot, every minute with this person will feel memorable and precious. It's okay to bid farewell to your friends for a few months -- they'll understand once they see how the two of you glow when you're in each other's presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmmm....who could be that guy that someone who will keep me fascinated for e very long time???well i do have a guess on who he is but i'm gonna keep that information to myself...i'm not even sure if we'll make a great couple...hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so i guess if that love prediction would come true then i would no longer be single...nah...it won't happen...believe me...i'm happy being single....and singing all night long , well when i only want to and when my mom tells me to do so,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so guys just remember tht you're the one who'll write the book about yourlife it's just up to you if you'll believe those predictions or not....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113616424294677484?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113616424294677484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113616424294677484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113616424294677484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113616424294677484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year?!'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20325875.post-113591411498648011</id><published>2005-12-30T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:41:54.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm  self confessed videoke addict and i am the videoke queen....well i can blame my mom for that...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm the last child...well i was supposed to be the middle kid but my supposed younger brother died...me,my mom and my brother we still are in good terms but we're not in good terms with my dad...don't bother asking why...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i got in at up...well my classmate told me that"denice &lt;em&gt;nakapasa ka sa upcat&lt;/em&gt;" i just stared at her and then before i knew it my classmates's video cam was focused to me,we were doing this documentary stuff but really it wasn't a documentary let's just say our adviser wanted to have something to remember us...aww how sweet....,then i went jumping around and screaming at the same time crying and laughing i was at the quadrangle ahahaha.....then i went inside our classroom and sat at a chair near to my ex boyfriend and said &lt;em&gt;"ui nakapasa daw ako sa upcat"&lt;/em&gt; and he just smiled at me ,details bout me and my ex on my next blog!!!, then my buddy carl said &lt;em&gt;"o dapat manglibre ka ah"&lt;/em&gt;. when i got home i told my brother that i passed the upcat and i know deep inside he's  a proud brother...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i got in at up diliman and ever since i joined the up ie club me and my older brother got closer he's a die hard clubber,according to the clubbers who knew my brother, and i was somehow afraid that i won't meet the expectations that they have i mean they expect me to be like him....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but still i was proud to be deej's lil' sis!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am single now but it's not because of my ex nu-uh he's an idiot so i guess i'll be telling you guys bout me and my ex boyfriend...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i had a crush on him ever since the first day of school last year...he has this mysterious appeal well he was  the new kid and all...then around august my adviser started teasing me and my ex,it was all because of my close friend joan fe, thanks joan! then we started to be texting buddies and at our christmas party again because of my adviser and my friends they took a picture of me with him it was a very kilig moment for me then but now....never mind...so at the start of the last quarter we had new seating arrangements and i was his seatmate...and everyday my classmates would tease me because ever since he became my seatmate i hardly stood up i won't go with my friends to the caf or wherever we felt like going to all because of him...pathetic isn't it?i know...it was like he was courting me unofficially and that after a few weeks &lt;em&gt;m.u na kmi....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well feb. comes and its j.s. prom night...so we danced and while e were dancing all of my classmates were screaming &lt;em&gt;"pasmado,ui natutulog oh","m.u.!m.u.!m.u.!"&lt;/em&gt; but we ignored them then he was like talking stupid non-sense stuff...then before the end of the song rainbow ,yes i still remember THE song , we were a couple...we danced for 5 songs and the 5th song was rainbow...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so it's like a happily ever after story right?you are wrong....for the first few weeks it was nice but on the first week of our relationship i was like &lt;em&gt;" ang corny naman"&lt;/em&gt;  we have a schedule yes! a schedule you can owe it to the fact that he's a born again and he's the church band's guitar player so every mwf i won't text him till its round 10 pm when its saturday and sunday it's my turn not to be bothered i'm in the choir so every staurday and sunday it's like rest day and just sing...i was bored since we talk, text then talk and text i never knew that having a boyfriend as booriing but still i liked him....but then may came...i became busy with college stuff i had to go almost like every other day to UP....and he was like &lt;em&gt;"baka naman pag nasa up ka na wala ka nang time sa akin"&lt;/em&gt; of course &lt;em&gt;natuwa ako nun&lt;/em&gt; but now i'm laughing &lt;em&gt;ang corny nun tsong&lt;/em&gt; so we broke up on the 10th of may because according to him their pastor told him that he should break up with me but i knew it was a lie since gabby,my bestfriend, told me that she saw him with sarah,his ex gf, well they were back together. well i'm ok now i realized that he's not good enough for me i mean when he saw me at the party his mom threw for the opening of their shop,yes his mom invited me and his sister likes me alot and my brother too she took the grad pic of my brother in my wallet, he looked so shocked and scared and so was his current gf!!!hahahaha....i'm so better of without him!!!well have to go but before that here's my predictions for the coming year:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. i will still be single by choice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. i will pass chem and math&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. ie club will again be the eng'g eek over all champs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. i will have a new cell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and my new year resolutions are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. save money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. go home early &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. join singing contests!!!!(in my dreams)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bye!!!i have to go!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kelangan ko pang pilitin si kuya na manood kmi ng pyro olympics at hindi ng pvc olympics!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20325875-113591411498648011?l=aloha-ohana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/feeds/113591411498648011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20325875&amp;postID=113591411498648011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113591411498648011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20325875/posts/default/113591411498648011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloha-ohana.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-life.html' title='my life'/><author><name>videoke addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03667551376927118356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
